Rivers and Lakes Records

After the new year, Lu Mingtong devoted himself to the investigation of Lu Yuanshan's death.

According to Lu Douya's words, the interval between his fainting and his father's death was only three months, so is it possible that his fainting was related to his father's death?

"Bean Sprout was not there at the time. When Chuntao passed the Jingxin Pavilion, she heard something strange inside. When she came in, she saw the young master fainting under the tree... Afterwards, the young master lost his memory."

Lu Mingtong once asked Chuntao about this, but it was a pity that when she saw Lu Mingtong fainted, her face turned pale with fright, and she went out to call for help, but she didn't find any other abnormalities around her.

Jingxin Pavilion is Lu Yuanshan's favorite teahouse, the door is usually closed, and no one is allowed to enter without his permission.

What did I want to do at that time to faint there?

Lu Mingtong closed his eyes and tried to recall, but his mind was blank. He didn't have any memory of Jingxin Pavilion or his motivation for going to Jingxin Pavilion.

"Hiss—" Just wanting to pursue this point, my head began to ache.Lu Mingtong hugged his head in abandonment, with a pained look on his face.

Lu Douya quickly supported him: "Master, are you alright?"

As if wanting to shake off the pain, Lu Mingtong shook his head violently, lying on the table weakly: "Recently, as long as I try to recall the past, my head will explode, and I still can't remember anything after the pain. , really tortured me to death."

Lu Douya had no choice but to gently press the acupuncture points for him, comforting him in a soft voice, saying don't worry, looked up and saw Lu Jiutian coming in with a blue and white bowl in his hand, and said, "Young master is in pain, the medicine came at the right time."

Lu Jiutian frowned: "This is not a painkiller, what can it handle. Why did the young master suddenly have a headache?"

Lu Douya took the bowl and said, "Master just tried to recall some past events, and he got a headache." He carefully pushed Lu Mingtong's hand, and said, "Master, drink the medicine, maybe it will feel better."

Lu Mingtong drank the black bitter medicine and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "This medicine doesn't seem so bitter anymore."

"I see that every time the young master takes medicine and suffers from pain, he adds some sugar to it." Lu Jiutian said: "Young master, the most important thing is to keep yourself healthy, don't rush it for a while."

Lu Mingtong's chest heaved violently twice, then he waved his hands in a hoarse voice, and said tiredly: "It's okay, Jiutian, you go and call Chuntao for me, I have something to ask her."

Chuntao arrived soon, Lu Mingtong motioned her to sit down, and said straight to the point: "Chuntao, you said that the day I fainted, you came here because you heard something happened in the Jingxin Pavilion?"

Chuntao nodded and said, "Yes, young master."

Lu Mingtong said: "Then do you still remember what kind of voice it was?"

"This..." Chuntao blinked, and said, "Master, it's been too long since this happened, Chuntao really can't remember. I just remember a muffled sound. I was worried that someone had entered the Jingxin Pavilion to steal, so I came in to look at it." Look, who would have thought that the young master fell under the tree, which frightened Chuntao."

There was a muffled sound... Judging from the time when Chuntao came in from the door, it should be the sound of her falling down.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Mingtong asked, "Then before that muffled sound, were there other sounds?"

Chuntao said: "I couldn't listen carefully at the door, I could only vaguely hear someone talking, followed by a muffled sound."

One moment he was still talking, and the next second he fell to the first floor.Lu Mingtong's face sank, it was obvious that there was a second person in the Jingxin Pavilion at the time, and he must have had a dispute with him, so he was pushed down and broke his brain.

What are you and that person arguing about?Was he the murderer of Papa?But according to his own personality, if he found the murderer, he would definitely send someone to capture him alive immediately, so why would he ask him to meet him alone in the Jingxin Pavilion.

In other words, that person wasn't the murderer who killed the old man, and he argued with him, something else?

"Then do you still remember, was the voice in the argument male or female?"

Chuntao's eyes lit up, and she said: "I know this, it must be a man's voice, the voice coming through the wall is low and muffled, definitely not like a woman's voice."

The strength of a woman may not be able to push herself down the stairs.

Lu Mingtong thought for a while, pulled Lu Douya, turned around and left: "Both of you go back, Douya come with me."

Lu Douya asked in confusion, "Master, where are we going?"

"Of course it's the Jingxin Pavilion."

Regardless of whether the person who pushed him down the stairs was the real culprit who killed Dad, it was a clear fact that he pushed him down the stairs in Jingxin Pavilion.

That being the case, there must be a mystery hidden in the Jingxin Pavilion.

The two came to the Jingxin Pavilion, which was the quietest place in the Lu Family Villa. The attic was two floors high, not big but delicate and elegant.His favorite poems are engraved on the red pillars, and white cranes are carved at the four corners of the eaves.Mrs. Lu likes lotus, so a pond full of lotus is planted underneath.During his lifetime, Lu Yuanshan loved to stay here alone. There was a couch on the second floor, and he looked at the lotus flowers for half the night with his pillow on the breeze.

The good ones were sent to the Lu family bookshop for printing and sold the next day, and the unsatisfactory ones were left in this attic, piled up in a mess.

Mrs. Lu read it a few times, and said with a smile: "The books in the study are neatly put away by hand every day, but here are like thatch piles, which can fall if touched."

Lu Yuanshan just said casually: "Those in the study are all famous works, here are just gossip and miscellaneous notes, just put them there, and no one will read them."

That being said, Mrs. Lu is a virtuous lady, she will still make a cup of tea for him, let him continue to write the gossip and miscellaneous notes in his mouth, and clean up for him silently.

Now that his father was gone, his mother was afraid of being sad, so she seldom stepped into this place. The door was locked, so Lu Mingtong asked someone to bring the key.

"I rarely come to this place." Lu Mingtong said as soon as he entered the door.He raised his head and looked around, and couldn't help but understand why his father loved this place so much: "Although this place is said to be the place where my father wrote, it is more like the sustenance of his relationship with my mother."

Lu Bean sprouts scratched his head: "Young master, are you talking about the lotus outside? I heard that the master and his wife made love because of the lotus, but it's a pity that it's winter, not to mention the lotus outside, and there is not even a lotus leaf. "

Lu Mingtong smiled and patted his head: "Idiot, do you know what is in the bookshelf in the attic of father?"

Lu Douya said: "I know, it's some miscellaneous notes that the master wrote down before."

Lu Mingtong smiled and said, "You only know one thing, not the other."

"In this bookshelf, apart from miscellaneous notes, there are more sour poems he wrote to my mother." Lu Mingtong took out a stack from the bookshelf, opened one at random, and read softly: "Bai Yuzu, slender hands, looking back With a smile, Lu Mou is offended. Occasionally, he enters the depth of the lotus, but encounters the softness of the autumn water."

After reading it, he shrank his neck, looked at Lu Douya who had the same expression as himself, and laughed loudly: "Why, you also feel sour?"

Lu Douya sneered and said, "No, I think the master is so talented that he is so polite even in chasing girls, but with a stupid mouth like mine, there would be no love poems to write."

Lu Mingtong sealed the letter and put it back to the original place, saying: "At that time, he chased his mother hard but didn't get any response, so he was disheartened. He thought that mother threw away all these letters, but he didn't know that mother regarded it as a treasure. , I kept it all the time. Later, when I moved to this building, I brought these letters here. When I was a child, I read a few out of curiosity, and he couldn't bear the shame on his face, so he found a reason and kicked me out."

Lu Douya smiled and said, "It turns out that the master is also shy. In my opinion, the young master's temperament is similar to the master's."

Lu Mingtong glared at him, and said, "I don't know how to write such sour things."

The two went up to the second floor along the stairs, and pushed open the dusty window. Lu Mingtong stood by the railing and looked down: "Show me, which tree did I faint at that time?"

Lu Douya took a look, pointed to the east and said, "There."

Lu Mingtong compared the distance and said: "It seems that the person who pushed me is not weak at such a long distance."

He walked to the side and said, "Come on, you stand here."

Lu Douya obediently stood at the position he instructed.

Lu Mingtong moved his position, and then moved his position again, grabbing Lu Bean Sprouts and adjusting carefully.

Lu Douya remained motionless as a wooden figure: "Master, what are you doing?"

Lu Mingtong finally moved his position, and said, "I'm guessing where he pushed me down from."

Lu Douya's eyes widened: "Master, you can figure this out too? It's amazing!"

The corner of Lu Mingtong's mouth twitched, and he pointed behind him and said, "This row of railings is neat and orderly, only the one behind you is missing a corner, and you know that I flew out from here."

After speaking, he looked around and said: "But it seems to be of no use to find the place where I fell from the building. The surrounding furnishings are not messed up at all, as if there has never been a fight here."

Lu Douya scratched her head and reminded, "Master, what if you were beaten unilaterally instead of fighting?"

Lu Mingtong: "..."

Lu Douya said: "The young master has no martial arts, if you meet someone who knows martial arts, you have to be beaten or run away."

Although this is ugly, it is not unreasonable.Lu Mingtong rubbed his chin, thought deeply, what Bean Sprout said was right, if he was in danger, he would run and call for help, but looking at the neat surroundings, it didn't look like he had fled at all.

He asked his servants, Jingxin Pavilion has been locked by Mrs. Lu since he fell into a coma, and no one has come in to clean it.Then, in such a tidy scene, there was only one possibility left - when he argued with that person and got into a conflict, the person slapped himself away with a palm.

It is really embarrassing to admit that he is so weak, but Lu Mingtong really can't think of a second reason to explain it.

But why did I invite someone to the Jingxin Pavilion?

Lu Douya said: "Young master, have you ever thought about what if he invited you instead of you?"

This idea did appear in Lu Mingtong's mind for a moment, but it was quickly ruled out. Lu Mingtong explained: "Impossible. If I receive the news, I will definitely send Jiutian to protect me not far away."

The two thought hard to no avail, so they had to start searching the attic again, trying to find some unusual evidence.

I turned it over until it was dusty, and coughed again and again, but I couldn't find any results.Lu Mingtong slumped on the ground dejectedly, and suddenly heard Lu Jiutian say outside the door: "Master, I have two letters from you."