I solved crimes in the Song Dynasty and strengthened the country [Seventh Five-Year]

92 The Past and the Dreaming Body

Jiang Lin wished he could saw off his mouth on the spot.

He hastily rubbed his eyes until a weary tear came out: "Oh, the investigation of the case made me dizzy, and anyone I saw could be identified as a suspect. Father, why does Mrs. Yelu look so much like my mother?" ah?"

Jiang Lin tried desperately to find love: "Yes, I wanted to ask you when I saw her at the banquet, but the occasion was too serious and it was inconvenient to ask, I forgot about it later..."

Jiang Zhigao narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Jiang Lin suspiciously: "Really?"

"Of course!" Jiang Lin's eyes unconsciously glanced at the painting in Jiang Zhigao's hand, wanting to quickly remember all the details of his mother's face, lest Jiang Zhigao ask questions temporarily.

He looked very much like a bad student who took the opportunity to sneak a peek during the exam, which made Jiang Zhigao feel even more strange.

Jiang Zhigao didn't force much if he could make a move, and he slapped Jiang Lin's shoulder with his slashing hand. Jiang Lin dodged to dodge, but was stabbed in the waist by the opponent.

Jiang Zhigao's expression sank and he said, "Have you forgotten the basic skills I taught you? Can't even dodge such a simple attack?"

"No, dad, you scared me, how could I guard against you." Jiang Lin showed a flattering smile, and even gently tugged at the corner of Jiang Zhigao's clothes, "We're so tired, let's not bother, or say Let’s talk about Mrs. Yelu... You should have heard the rumors outside, right?"

Jiang Zhigao hesitated for a moment, then said with a sullen face, "You... You used to act like a spoiled child to Mr. Hong."

Jiang Lin realized in an instant that it was his mother's nickname, and felt that Jiang Zhigao seemed to be a little bit like this, so he laughed harder: "Father, did you think of your mother because you saw Mrs. Yelu?" ?”

Jiang Zhigao was really led astray by him, and was a little at a loss when faced with his overtures. He could only look at the portrait in his hand: "She really looks like your mother when she was young."

"Does father know Mrs. Yelu, or Miss Chu Mengyao?" Jiang Lin said carefully, "According to what I have found so far, Chu Mengyao originally wanted to blame her death on the food she ate at the banquet. , but for some reason, she gave up her plan. I was wondering if she did it because of dad?"

Hearing Jiang Lin explain the ins and outs of the case in detail, Jiang Zhigao frowned and said, "How is it possible, she and your mother are at most distant relatives, how could I know her?"

"Then she is because..."

"When you were young, you liked to tease people, saying that you looked like your mother, and you would cry when others said you looked like me." Jiang Zhigao squinted at Jiang Lindao, "Why do you really look more and more like your mother now? So, instead of showing off to others?"

Jiang Lin was silent for a moment.

In fact, in order to deal with Jiang Zhigao, he purposely pieced together the character and image of the original owner himself, but the original owner spent most of his expenses on books other than choosing clothes with better fabrics, and he didn't seem to have any hobbies.

It is really hard for Jiang Lin to imagine that "Jiang Lin", who had been studying hard but failed to show his fists in Dali Temple, also had such a burning side when he was a child.

It is very similar to him.

Jiang Lin touched his own face subconsciously, trying to figure out the original owner's intentions and said, "It's because it looks too similar."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Lin rolled his eyes again, and said, "Father, it's because I look so much like your mother that you dare not see me for so many years, right?"

Jiang Zhigao's eyes flashed.

Not only do they look alike, but the handwriting is also alike, so that every time he receives a letter from home, he will have the illusion of a lifetime away.

Jiang Zhigao coughed lightly, but still focused on Madam Yelu.

"In the final analysis, Mrs. Yelu and your mother are both members of the Chu family. However, your mother loved to travel around in the early years. When she ran to you and met me, that lady must have been living in the Kaifeng mansion and had never left the house before she went to Liao. .”

Only then did Jiang Lin know that his own mother's family used to live in the Kaifeng mansion. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that a woman's handprint was printed on the old title deed of his house.

Jiang Lin didn't know why the original owner kept a useless land deed in the back of the cabinet. Now it seems that the land deed, and even the small broken house where she lived for several months, may be A relic of his mother.

Jiang Lin couldn't help looking at the bricks and tiles in the courtyard, and suddenly felt that even the weeds by the eaves looked very different.

Seeing the surprised expression on Jiang Lin's face, Jiang Zhigao said: "I never told you before, you didn't expect it, did you? Before your mother got married, she was very lively and eager to help with everything. I like to take care of it, it's a bit like you now. I only heard Mr. Hong briefly mentioned that there is a clingy cousin in my family who went to the Liao Kingdom with her uncle at a young age, but I didn't know that I met her at the banquet. she."

"Maybe it's Mrs. Yelu who has been paying attention to our family's news all these years, or maybe it's because she saw your face and recognized you... If she really gave up the divorce because she was afraid of implicating you and me. Song Liao's plan is not a bad thing."

Jiang Lin lowered his eyes and thought.

Things are settled, maybe not a bad thing, but people are gone.He has no way of knowing what the other party has experienced, and why he must seek death.

Jiang Zhigao was still sighing to himself: "Your mother has really helped many people, and forged a lot of good relationships and good fruits. Even the Yu family..."

Jiang Lin raised his eyelashes, he didn't expect Jiang Zhigao to mention his old friend that he didn't want to talk about when he was drunk.

Jiang Zhigao didn't seem to care whether Jiang Lin wanted to listen or not, so he paused and said, "Since it was me who turned the good fate into a bad result, there is nothing I dare not admit. That gentleman from the Yu family is your mother's childhood sweetheart. He seems to have been favored by Lord Hong, and followed him all the way from Kaifeng Mansion to Linru, Lord Hong has a very good relationship with him, but I have always had some..."

Jiang Lin somewhat understood.

Why did his family get married with Yu's family, why did his father insist on letting him call off the engagement after his mother's death, and why he never inquired about the Yu family's news for so many years...

It turned out that it was all because of the love and hate that I was ashamed to talk about in the past.

"But I didn't expect that I missed the disaster that Yu's family experienced many years ago..." Jiang Zhigao was immersed in his emotions, fixedly staring at Hong Jundao in the picture scroll, " Now that you are under the Nine Springs, what do you think of me?"

Jiang Lin lightly pressed Jiang Zhigao's slightly trembling hand, and said, "Father, don't be so harsh on yourself, you understand, it's not your fault."

Jiang Zhigao was a little dazed: "Really?"

Jiang Lin nodded and said softly: "Maybe you didn't do it perfectly, but don't forget that even Yun Shu, who came back to take revenge, just shot us in the face without doing any real damage. That means , what you did back then didn’t have that much impact.”

"But she said..."

"Father, when did you become the type to believe what other people say?" Jiang Lin just wanted to tease whether his father was getting old, but his nose turned sore, but he didn't make it so clear.

He only said: "Yun Shu is that kind of person. A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, their family should have been affected by some rumors at the beginning, but what she said was just to make you feel condemned by your conscience." .You really realize your mistake now, and you don’t have to take it to heart.”

Jiang Zhigao was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "You already saw that girl made up lies to lie to me, but didn't tell me?"

Jiang Lin blinked, tilted his head and said, "This... After all, you are still responsible for what happened back then, Dad, you won't regret it right after admitting your mistakes, right?"

Jiang Zhigao didn't know whether he should be relieved or angry, he pointed at Jiang Lin's nose and laughed angrily: "You boy..."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Jiang Lin quickly diverted his attention: "Okay, Dad, I have something more serious to tell you. According to unreliable news, our family's secret treasure may be given to you by someone. I've been eyeing it, someone has offered a bounty to get it, you have to be careful these days!"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhigao narrowed his eyes again: "You tell me to be more careful?"

Jiang Lin nodded and said, "That's right, 'Shaohao's Last Letter' is one of the Four Elephant Secret Treasures anyway, the previous Qinglong, Suzaku and Xuanwu Secret Treasures have attracted many forces to move around, so it's the last one that can't be used? "

"By the way, although Ye Fengqiu was taken into prison by us before, the Treading Snow Hall behind him has been completely hidden. In addition, that force is inseparable from the Liao Kingdom. Now it is during the peace talks between the two countries. I'm always worried about..."

Jiang Zhigao interrupted indifferently: "Jiang Lin, there is a fruit on the tree over there, can you go up and help dad pick it?"

Jiang Lin frowned, not knowing where he had exposed his flaws, making the other party's topic change so abruptly.

He hurriedly said: "Father, you hit me just now and I lost my foot, so I couldn't go to school."

Jiang Zhigao said again: "Then draw me another portrait of your mother, right now."

"My hand was injured before, and it still hurts even now when it's cloudy." Jiang Lin pointed to a cloud in the distant sky and said, "Look, it's so cloudy today."

But Jiang Zhigao made a sudden move, subdued Jiang Lin in twos and twos, directly pressed him on the stone table in the courtyard, and took off his arms.

Jiang Lin let out a shrill scream.

"Which little thief are you? How dare you pretend to be my son to get news of the White Tiger Secret Treasure?!" Jiang Zhigao touched Jiang Lin's face coldly, trying to take off the human-skin mask on his face, but He found that the skin on Jiang Lin's face was smooth and smooth, and there was nothing wrong with it.

He let go of his hand in surprise, and said, "Your mask is sewn quite firmly, it can't really be Jiang Lin..."

Jiang Lin's heart that had been suspended just now fell to the ground quietly, and he finally understood how strange his father's brain circuit was.

Jiang Zhigao hadn't noticed that his son had changed into another person, and thought he was a thief who put on a mask to sniff out news.

Feeling the sharp pain of dislocating his arm, Jiang Lin didn't know whether he should lament whether his vest didn't fall off, or it's better to drop the ball.

He thought that he couldn't bear this punishment in vain, and immediately pitifully betrayed his father: "Father, you can really do something to your own son."