Warm fragrance cloud around

The English letters written with a brush look a little strange, but the calligraphy skills of the writer are obviously good, and the writing is a bit chic and elegant.Lin Junnuan quietly read the English poem on the paper. She once read Shakespeare's poem through in college English class. Familiarity.

This is the same as the 24 characters on the box left by Wang Han. They are all memories of her past. It turns out that there are people who have stayed in this time and space with similar experiences. Thinking about it this way, I feel like a lonely soul The stillness of not being settled seems to have dissipated a lot.

No, although the paper has turned yellow, the quality of the paper is still flexible. The age should not be too long. Maybe the person who wrote it is still alive in this world!

Lin Junnuan felt excited, opened the window to the maximum with a swipe, pointed his head at Cheng Jiangyun in the darkness and said loudly: "Where did this piece of paper come from? Where is the writer now?"

The dark tree shadows swayed slowly, Cheng Jiangyun walked towards her lightly, his angular face was slightly illuminated by the candlelight from the window, his eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions, he guessed right, she also knew this kind of characters.

Lin Junnuan anxiously asked again, before he opened his mouth, the corner of his mouth curled up with a sly arc, "I'll tell you when you accept the gift."

Lin Junnuan puffed her lips since she had never heard of people being forced to accept gifts. Anyway, she had nothing to lose, so she simply asked Chuntao to put away the box, "I accept it, you can tell."

The night wind suddenly blew, and there were faint rustling sounds everywhere, followed by Cheng Jiangyun's deep voice, "It's my mother's relic."

A relic of the former Madam Hou?Could it be that she also traveled through time? !Lin Junnuan almost fell out of the window in surprise, but fortunately Chuntao grabbed her in time, but the excitement was hard to calm down, "What else did Mrs. Hou leave behind, are there any other letters or calligraphy?!"

"There are still many in the Hou Mansion."

"Quick, take me to see!" Lin Junnuan wanted to rush out immediately.

Cheng Jiangyun reached out to hold her, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "I'm sorry, my mother left a legacy before she passed away, and you can't spread her works outside without authorization, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless... it's my family."

To put it bluntly, what he meant was, unless you marry me, don't even think about looking at my mother's things... When did the majestic Dali Siqing become so brazen, Lin Junnuan had to wonder if the person outside the window was someone else pretending to be? Yes, I squinted my eyes and looked carefully, I was right.

"You really can't show it to outsiders?" She tilted her head and asked again.

Cheng Jiangyun nodded, his face full of helplessness, "Mother's life is hard to break, please forgive me."

Since I listened to my mother so much, why did I use this poem to whet her appetite in the first place? Hypocrisy!Lin Jun couldn't get enough heat, and felt a little grievance that he couldn't explain clearly, so he stared at him with wide eyes, "I understand, it's late at night, Mr. Cheng, please go back."

The window closed with a bang, and her figure eagerly walking back and forth was printed on the window paper. Cheng Jiangyun stood under the tree and watched for a long time, and then quietly left after the candles were all extinguished.

Lin Junnuan hugged the English poem and read it for two days. During the period, she asked many people about Mrs. Qian Jianyuanhou, but she didn't gain much.

The former wife of Jianyuan Marquis, Mrs. Lu, is the only concubine daughter of Taishi Lu. She has been famous since she was a child. She is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Hou, everyone thought that she would become a princess and be the mother of the world in the future, but she unexpectedly married into Jianyuanhou's mansion, gave birth to a son and a daughter, and passed away peacefully.

There are still a few of her poems circulating in the market, and Lin Junnuan specially asked people to search for them. Her literary appreciation level is limited, so she can't tell what is good about all the poems, but what is certain is that these poems are original, not like Many time-traveling texts plagiarize masterpieces that have been handed down through the ages.

Ancient times are not like the modern times when the Internet is highly developed and everyone is used to recording their lives on Weibo Moments. If you want to know the life experience of a deceased person, you can only ask people who are familiar with her. Jun Nuan couldn't get in touch with her, but Cheng Jiangyun, the only person she was familiar with, clearly rejected her. Although Lin Junnuan really wanted to know the deeds of this senior who was probably her fellow villager, she could only grit her teeth and wait.

The occurrence of a tragedy made her no longer have time to care about him.

Sincerely, Bolin Huaiping was suspected of murdering six members of the Fu family in the capital, and was taken into custody by the Jingzhao Mansion.

When Lin Junnuan got the news, she had just woken up to have breakfast, and when the servant next to Uncle Chengyi rushed into the door, she was trembling with anxiety and couldn't speak clearly. She asked several times before she finally understood.

Last night at the invitation of his friend Fu Tao, Bo Cheng went to his house for a drink. After getting drunk, he rested in the guest room for the night. In the pool of blood, the only living person in the whole house was Uncle Chengyi who was sleeping in the guest room as drunk as mud.

The neighbor immediately reported to the police after discovering the body, and the officials from Jingzhao Mansion woke up Chengyi Bo from the bed. As the only survivor in the house, Chengyi Bo was taken into custody immediately. Take it away, and hurry back home to inform others.

"Does mother know?"

"No, Uncle asked me to inform Miss first." Because she has the economic power in the Uncle's house, Uncle Chengyi trusts and even relies on his daughter very much.

"Take a break and go tell your mother," Lin Junnuan said calmly, "Tell her not to worry, father will be fine."

After the boy left, Xia He, who was serving the meal beside him, was in a hurry, "What should I do, miss, how could uncle kill someone? Will they beat you to death!"

Lin Junnuan clenched his hands expressionlessly. Of course, his father would not kill people. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for the Jingzhao Mansion to attack the sincerity of the lord. , Change into men's clothes."

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Xia He didn't dare to talk too much, and quickly helped her change her makeup and make up. Lin Junnuan strode out the door, and when she was about to leave the house, Chuntao rushed over holding a note, "Master, Mr. Cheng sent someone to send a message."

At this time, a letter came, maybe it was related to his father's case, Lin Junnuan grabbed the note and read all the lines at a glance, his heart hanging in the air got a moment to breathe.

Cheng Jiangyun said in the note that Dali Temple has taken over the investigation rights of the Chengyibo case from Jing Zhaoyin, and after Lin Junnuan appeases other people in the mansion, he can go to Dali Temple to cooperate in the investigation.

After reading the letter for a while, An Shi and Lin Junheng came to her yard at the same time, vaguely seeming to regard her as the backbone of the family.Lin Junnuan handed Cheng Jiangyun's note to them, "Don't worry, Master Cheng will definitely find out the truth, and will never let father suffer innocent injustice."

"That's good, that's good!" An Shi was terrified after clutching her chest. When she first heard the news that Uncle was in prison, she almost fainted in anxiety.

The investigation of the case was in the hands of Dali Temple. At least there was no need to worry about his father being deliberately framed. The next thing to do was to quickly find out the real culprit and clear his father of suspicion.Lin Junnuan asked his younger brother to accompany his mother back to the room to rest, and then he got into the carriage and hurried to Dali Temple.

I haven't seen her in a few months, but Dali Temple hasn't changed much. Even the door guard is someone Lin Junnuan is familiar with. Seeing her suddenly appear, the door guard came forward to greet her affectionately. Lin Junnuan casually said a few words and promised to invite him in a few days After drinking, he directly asked Cheng Jiangyun where he was going.

"My lord has just come back and should be in the cell now."

When Lin Junnuan came to the dungeon of Dali Temple, he saw Cheng Jiangyun who was questioning Uncle Chengyi.Although Cheng Yibo said that he was detained, he obviously did not receive any harsh treatment. He sat face to face with Cheng Jiangyun on the table outside the cell, and even had a cup of hot tea in front of him.

After seeing Lin Junnuan in men's clothing, Uncle Chengyi showed joy and was about to say hello, but thought of the other people standing around him, he gave up, "I said it all, I was so drunk last night that I fell asleep, I don't know what is going on in the house What happened, let alone killing people."

Cheng Jiangyun glanced at the father and daughter, and waved his hand to signal for the others to back down. When there were only the three of them around, Uncle Cheng stood up and grabbed Lin Junnuan's hand, complaining aggrievedly, "Daughter, you are finally here, and Daddy is dying of anxiety." It's gone!" He glanced at Cheng Jiangyun provocatively, "I said I don't know anything, and I kept asking, Dad, I can't even kill a chicken, how can I kill someone!"

Lin Junnuan: "..." What should I do if my father is wronged, of course I can only coax him.She mouthed "Thank you" to Cheng Jiangyun, and calmly pulled Chengyi Bo to sit down, "How much did Dad drink last night?"

"It's only two or three bottles." Uncle Chengyi scratched the back of his head, "His wine is strong, and he gets drunk after not drinking much." Something big happened.

"Why did you go to Fu's house? I haven't heard you mention it before."

"Hi, I just met last month," Uncle Chengyi took a sip of tea, "Fu Tao is a cheerful person, and he hits off very well with Dad." Thinking of the death of his friend who passed by in the morning, his eyes were slightly red, "Why did he die? We haven't had enough."

Lin Junnuan still didn't understand the basic situation of the case, so he comforted Uncle Chengyi a few more words before asking Cheng Jiangyun.

There were six dead this time, the Fu brothers Fu Tao and Fu Lang, their wives Chen and Wang, their father Fu Qiangyun, and Fu Tao's daughter Fu Mingzhu.The Fu family runs a few shops, and they are regarded as a small rich family. The three generations live together in a small courtyard with three entrances. I heard that Fu Qiangyun also has a young son who runs a business outside, so he escaped unharmed.

After hosting a banquet last night to receive Uncle Chengyi, the distinguished guest, Fu Tao, the head of the family, specially let all the servants go home to rest, and even the servants of Uncle Chengyi were taken out to drink by someone he arranged. And sincerely, there was no one else in the whole house last night.

Fu Taoping's behavior of retreating all the servants was too deliberate, and Lin Junnuan had to make a bad guess. This case may really be a painstakingly planned frame-up.