Gu Qi's case-solving manuscript

Xu Yihua honestly shook his head: "No."

"What's the name, what's so weird?" Huiqi's little bald head turned around, "Tell me, I'm so smart, I must know."

Gu Qi glanced at her coldly, Hui Qi immediately closed his mouth.

"Tomorrow is the day when Miss Qintong will meet friends with her qin." Gu Qi was about to close the door and go to sleep. "Have a good rest and cheer up."

"Miss Qintong must be mine!"

Suddenly, a man's loud cry came from the stairs, which immediately attracted the attention of the three of them.

"Hmph, just because of you?" A frivolous male voice came, with deep contempt in his tone, "Just because of your appearance, you are worthy?"

"Wow, it's exciting. Before it even started, someone is jealous." Huiqi suddenly became excited, and wished he could jump to the side of the two who were quarreling and beat drums and drums to watch the show.

The voice that spoke first spoke angrily again: "Miss Qintong's Qin is only my bosom friend, and she will belong to me tomorrow!"

"Hahahahaha!" The frivolous young man couldn't help laughing, "I really laughed out loud, my father is the Minister of Rites, what capital do you have to compete with me for Miss Qintong?"

Gu Qi and Xu Yihua couldn't help but look at each other, the three of them closed the door and walked a few steps towards the stairs.

"You..." The person who spoke was a fair-skinned scholar, a coarse blue shirt, a little pale from washing, which shows that the family is poor and not rich.At this moment, the scholar clenched his fists and glared at the group of people opposite him.

"What about me?" On the opposite side was a young man dressed in brocade clothes and embroidered shoes with a jade belt and embroidered shoes.

He squinted his peach blossom eyes, and looked at the scholar with disdain: "I am really too lazy to talk to people like you, so hurry up and get out of my presence, or don't blame me for being rude."

While talking, he opened the folding fan in his hand, and shook it lightly, with a smile on his face, and at a rough glance, he did have the feeling of a romantic young man.

"He looks like a son of an official family." Xu Yihua shook his head. "Rich playboy."

Gu Qi pouted: "Look at his fan."

"What?" Xu Yihua hurriedly took a closer look, and saw that the folding fan in the handsome man's hand was a picture of a lady. The two ladies stood and sat one by one, holding wine pots in their hands, and vividly outlined the characters with just a few strokes. However, looking at the fan, the color is plain, and the distant and close scenes are layered. It is clearly a picture of two drunken daughters of Lin Qiaosheng, a calligrapher of the former dynasty.

"Fake." Gu Qi said.

"You can tell it's a fake from such a distance?" Xu Yihua said in shock.

"That's not true, but I've seen the real thing, in another person's hands."

"That scholar is so poor, how can he still have the money to see Miss Qintong?" Hui Qi was a little puzzled, "I heard that when I saw Miss Qintong, I would have to tattoo ten taels of silver, let alone let Miss Qintong be alone for him." Fuqin has spoken."

"You know a lot." Gu Qi looked at her with a sinister expression.

Huiqi's expression froze, and he put on a smirk and said, "Miss Qintong looks like a beautiful girl, so it's normal for me to pay attention."

Gu Qi didn't speak, but stretched out his right hand.

Huiqi hurriedly protected her chest.

"Appearance doesn't mean everything." Xu Yihua said, "Maybe he's just a frugal person."

"Let go of me!" the scholar suddenly yelled again.

Everyone looked over, and it turned out that the guards behind Mr. Huafu lifted the scholar up and threw him out of the room.

"It's your honor, young master, to see your room." Mr. Huafu said impatiently, "Give him some money and let him go."

"Yes." A middle-aged man stood up behind Mr. Huafu, and took out a silver ingot, at least ten taels, from his purse, and threw it directly at the scholar's feet, "Take the money and get out, don't disturb us Young Master's Yaxing."

"It's so deceiving!" Xu Yihua frowned, feeling a little bit uneasy.

"Wait." Gu Qi reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Look again."

The scholar obviously felt that he had been greatly insulted, and his face was flushed red. He reached out and picked up the silver ingot on the ground and smashed it on the young man in Huafu: "You just take your stinky money and get out!"

The young man in Huafu was stunned for a moment, before he had any reaction, the middle-aged man behind him was furious: "Bold, hit me!"

"Slow down." Mr. Huafu said slowly, "You are a man of integrity. I will not embarrass you tonight. As long as you leave here, I will pretend nothing happened."

"Hmph!" The scholar snorted coldly, "Sophisticated scum!"

After finishing speaking, she gave him a hard look before turning around and leaving.

Until now, this farce was considered to be over. After the guards went back to their rooms, the handsome young man also entered the former scholar's room and closed the door. Behind Gu Qi and the others, there was a sound of closing the door.

It seems that no matter where you are, watching the excitement is a common hobby for everyone.

"I said it's okay." Gu Qi looked far-sighted.

Xu Yihua made a gesture of admiration.

"Go to bed early." Gu Qi patted Xu Yihua's shoulder, "We have business to do tomorrow."

When Xu Yihua was seriously thinking about what this so-called business was, Gu Qi and Hui Qi had already yawned and returned to their room.

The next day was the important day when Miss Qintong, who Hui Qi was clamoring to see, met her friends with Qin. When Gu Qicai opened his eyes, he saw Hui Qi's round head in front of his eyes.

Subconsciously slapped it, Gu Qi came to his senses: "What are you doing?"

Huiqi looked aggrieved: "Make the bed and fold the quilt, I have already made the washing water for you."

Gu Qi: "..."

"Bring me the washing water for the uncle." Gu Qi lay on the bed, stretching out his hand to direct Hui Qi to go back and forth like the old man.

After Gu Qi finished washing, Hui Qi beat his shoulder flatteringly, and said with a shy smile, "Uncle Gu, will you take me with you today?"

"Xu Yihua is the rich man, why don't you make his bed and quilt?"

Huiqi said truthfully: "I think he listens to you."

Gu Qi couldn't help laughing out loud, at this moment the door was pushed open, and Xu Yihua walked in slowly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hui Qi is going to prostitute Miss Qintong today." Gu Qi stood up, patted Xu Yihua on the shoulder, "I leave this matter to you."

Xu Yihua quickly chased after him: "What did you say?"

It wasn't too early for Gu Qi to wake up, there were already voices outside the door at this moment, and the sound of guests eating wine and meat came from downstairs, which seemed extraordinarily lively.

Subconsciously glanced at the location near the stairs, Gu Qi found that the door of the room that Mr. Huafu lived in was still closed last night, outside guarding the guards loyally, and the middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper was knocking on the door anxiously last night .

"Master, are you up yet?"

"Master?!"

Gu Qi stretched his waist and brushed past this group of people.

"What are you going to eat later?" Huiqi asked.

"You just think about eating." Xu Yihua said helplessly, "You can eat whatever you want when you go down."

"Uncle Xu, you are so rich, are you a relative who has been lost for many years, such as your father or something?" Hui Qi was seriously considering this question.

Xu Yihua: "..."

Gu Qi coughed, held back the smile on his face and said seriously: "But I think he definitely doesn't have a fake nun's daughter who pretends to be a family and cheats on eating and drinking."

Huiqi's expression remained the same, without any embarrassment: "I call it begging, not cheating."

"you……"

"Master!!!"

Just as Xu Yihua started to speak, he was interrupted by a roar from upstairs. The voice was full of panic and panic, causing everyone upstairs and downstairs to pause.

Following the roar, the inn fell into a strange silence.

Gu Qi and Xu Yihua frowned at the same time, and ran back.

The door at the turn of the stairs was wide open, and a group of guards crowded into the room chaotically. Relying on Xu Yihua's martial arts skills, Gu Qi easily followed him and squeezed in.

The young master in Huafu was facing the door, tilted his body, a lot of blood flowed from his neck, soaking his inner clothes, his eyes were exposed, his facial features were distorted, fixed on the surprised expression, and his right palm was caught A red-tasseled flying knife was heavily nailed to the wooden table.

With just one glance at Xu Yihua, he could tell that this person was dead.