The only honor of the water cut off

Section No.20

It was a wave of ups and downs, and in the evening, the huge courtyard walls of the Sang Mansion were no longer gorgeous, but the shadows were full of shadows.

Gongsun Ce took out a small piece of paper from his sleeve, unfolded it and spread it on the table, Bao Zheng, Zhan Zhao, Xiaoli, and Xiaoman all came over, seeming to be surprised.

"What is this?" Little raccoon poked the circle on it with his finger.

"Autopsy record." Gongsun Ce took a leisurely sip of tea, and saw the little raccoon jumping far away, almost stepping on Zhan Zhao's foot.

"The sharp object punctured the throat and injured the blood vessels, and died of excessive blood loss...accidental injury and death." Bao Zheng read, and there was no more words in a few words.

Gongsun Ce said: "After I checked, the so-called 'Liwu' here is a steel sword used by Mr. Sang's fitness dance."

"Steel swords for fitness?" Zhan Zhao wondered, "Although the swords for fitness are also made of fine steel, they don't have sharp edges. How can they cut people's throats?"

"Indeed, it's suspicious." Gongsun Ce put the teacup away, "But I heard some people say that Master Sang is a Lianjiazi, and it's not uncommon to use Kaifeng's sword."

Xiaoman frowned and said, "I don't know how Sang Yili died, why is there something strange about Master Sang's death?"

"I don't think the matter of the Sang family is that simple, we have to be careful.

"Brother Gongsun, I think, have you overlooked someone?"

Gongsun Ce nodded: "Ding Chou!"

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Ding Chou is not ugly, his cheeks are long and thin, and his eyes are narrow and tight, but he is very energetic. There are two hairs on his forehead that are limp and drooping, and the hair on the back of his head is randomly tied together. He sits cross-legged calmly , stroking the strings with slender ten fingers, every sound is ethereal and unfathomable.

Sang Rong once built an embroidery pavilion for his wife, only one side was used as a wall, and the other three sides were hung with light gauze, so that the inside and outside could be seen at a glance. At first, his wife would come here every five days to learn embroidery with Ding Chou. It was changed to once every two days, and the sound of the piano could be heard from time to time.

Li Die was weeping while wiping away his tears. With the sound of the piano, he seemed to cry even harder. The servants who were waiting on him retreated tactfully. When there was no one else around, Ding Chou raised his lowered eyebrows and clearly saw the brown With impatience in his eyes, he suddenly slapped his palms heavily on the strings, and then there were several noisy and complicated sounds of "Dangdang", which scared Li Die from sobbing.

"Okay!" Ding Chou shouted in a low voice, took the silk scarf beside him and gently wiped the body of the piano.

Li Die gave him a resentful look, but didn't stop.

Ding Chou put the polished piano on the stage, lit the incense, and said lightly, "If you are happy, you should laugh, and if you are in pain, you should cry." There is no expression at all.

Li Die shook his sleeves and stood up, staring at him fiercely: "What do you mean by that?"

"Do you need to show me the scene of a loving mother crying?"

Li Die still had tears on his face, and changed into a sullen expression: "He is also my eldest nephew, why can't I cry."

"At the same time, he is also one of the heirs of the Sang family."

"You!" Li Die was about to get angry.But Ding Chou smiled at her, and slowly leaned towards her, his expression felt gentle again, which swallowed half of the fire in her heart.

Ding Chou leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Once he died, the old lady was relieved, that kid did not hide his ambitions for the Sang family at all."

"Fuck you tongue-twister, who is the old lady, who is old!" He just leaned over, and Li Die was dazzled by the breath, she pouted and turned around, and thumped Ding Chou's chest: "You promised It's over, once things here are over, you have to welcome me in a big red sedan chair."

A gloomy look flashed in Ding Chou's eyes, then he turned his head and replied shallowly, "Naturally."

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In the middle of the night, a person in his sleep suddenly heard a pattering sound outside the door, maybe it was raining?Before he could figure it out, he was kicked out of bed by his daughter-in-law: "Quick, collect your clothes!"

The man had no choice but to get out of bed resentfully, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and waved his fist silently at his daughter-in-law who turned over and fell asleep soundly. It was obviously a moonlit night when he was sleeping, why did it rain?

He opened the door in a half-dream and half-awake state, looked up, the moon was hanging well above his head, not to mention the rain, there was no wind at all, where did the sound of the rain come from?He woke up [-]% in shock, and hurriedly turned to go back to the room, but the door closed with a "bang", almost pinching his nose.

A white shadow swayed in the night, with long silver hair covering his face, his body emerged from the night bit by bit, and the miserable ghost cry pierced his internal organs along with his breath, which scared the sweat out of him Back into the pores, even the movement of punching the door froze in mid-air.

"I... died so badly..."

"It's so miserable..."

A gloomy voice came from the back of his head, the sound was similar to the sound, and the sound was stronger than the sound, and he felt that something cold and corrupt would stick to his back in the next second.

"Yan Wuzuo... Yan Wuzuo..." The voice was so trembling that it made people's hair stand on end, but it was his own name.The man's legs softened, and there was a sound of dripping in his crotch, and a puddle of strange-smelling liquid flowed down the leg of his trousers. He still didn't dare to turn around, and knelt down with a plop, yelling, "Please, please!!"

I just heard the voice say: "The ghost king said that I committed suicide and died, and I went to hell. I cried out for my innocence, saying that someone in the world had perjured me. Now as long as you tell the truth to the ghost who brought me here, I can be saved. .”

"Perjury? Perjury?" Yan Yuzuo suddenly seemed to think of something, and kowtowed his head: "Sang... Sang... old man!"

The voice suddenly became severe and clear: "Say it quickly, or I will take you there."

Yan Yuzuo just kowtowed and repeated in his mouth: "It's Madam's idea, you have found the wrong person...It is Madam's idea, you have found the wrong person...It is Madam's idea, you have found the wrong person !....yes...."

lady?

"I want you to tell the truth about the situation when the old man died!"

Yan Wuzuo was like a puppet on strings, just kowtowed and repeated that sentence, his words gradually became unclear, and suddenly he felt something on his shoulder, screamed fiercely, and fell on his back.

His daughter-in-law finally woke up too. When she opened the door, she saw that the moon and stars were sparse, and there was no sound. Her husband was lying on the ground on his back, his forehead and trousers were all in a mess, and he woke up after pinching someone hard. The opening sentence was: "Yes ...Yes...Master Sang is here to take his life!"

But he didn't want the three figures on the roof to watch her help him into the door.

Gongsun Ce and Xiaoli each carried a big bucket, and the water in the bucket was poured into the flower garden. Zhan Zhao tore off the silver hair on his head, and said, "Really, you don't even look back at me, and you don't even look back at me. I wasted my outfit!"

The little raccoon covered his mouth and smiled, and said, "What white hair do you still have, just cover your head with a sheet, that's all right! It's even more like a ghost."

Zhan Zhao actually put a white cloth on his head and stretched out his tongue to make a face, which made the little raccoon want to punch him.

"Okay, let's go back." Gongsun Ce stood up, the slanted tiles under his feet made a "clang clang" sound, Zhan Zhao quickly grabbed him and said, "Brother Gongsun, let me take you down, lest Tomorrow morning the whole of Qinzhou will know about it, and Master Tongpan went to be a thief in the writer's house at night."

Gongsun Ce gave him a white look, and didn't move anymore.

"I didn't expect that person to be so timid. I passed out after one slap on him." Zhan Zhao hugged Gongsun Ce by the waist, and showed off his lightness kung fu with Xiaoli.

Gongsun Ce shook his head with a smile: "Timidity comes from a guilty conscience. If you are calm in your heart, there is no need to be afraid."

The little raccoon said: "It doesn't matter if he faints, he didn't ask any questions, so it's a waste of time."

"Yes, I really didn't ask about it." Zhan Zhao put him down, and Gongsun Ce lightly patted the folds on Ping's clothes, and said with a smile, "But I asked about something else."

"Oh!" Zhan Zhao scratched his head: "Yes, he said 'it was Madam's idea.'"

Gongsun Ce nodded and said: "First, I can be sure that Master Sang's death was not an accident; second, this matter is related to 'madam'; Start here."

He turned to Zhan Zhao and Xiaoli and said, "Didn't you two say that Qinzhou is exhausted, and find something for you to do, okay?"

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The scorching sun is like a fire, I'm afraid it refers to the midsummer in the south, the surroundings are bright and dazzling, and even the singing of cicadas seems restless. Gongsun Ce exposed himself to the strong light and stood against the wind.With a fair face and snow-white clothes, the contours are almost invisible. If it weren't for the black hair, he would have melted into the sunshine.

Suddenly someone scolded: "I've been working for more than half a year, and I'm paying you so much!"

Two people turned out from the gate of the courtyard, both dressed as long-term workers, only to hear another person say: "Be content, you haven't worked for a full year, and the Shangguan will not sue him."

"Less is less, life-saving is the most important thing!" He tugged at the other person's sleeve and said, "Brother, don't believe it, Xiao He told me that when the master died, she also saw Bai Ying'er." !"

"It's really a fierce ghost..." Suddenly found that someone was looking at them, he was startled, and immediately stopped talking, and after a closer look, it turned out to be the official, and the two quickly ran away with salutes and bows.

Gongsun Ce then turned and went back to the room, Bao Zheng lay on the table, screaming hot while half asleep, Gongsun Ce threw the fan to him, and ordered his servants: "Bring Xiao He, I have something to ask her."

After a while, the entourage brought a girl, Gongsun Ce took a closer look, wasn't that the girl who was burned that night?

The girl was delighted with a pair of watery eyes: "How does Lord Gongsun know that my name is... Xiaohe." (pointing, nympho)

Gongsun Ce didn't know how to respond for a while, so he could only smile, but Bao Zheng became interested, his black face flashed in front of him, and he said, "That's right, how do you know the girl's name!"

Gongsun Ce rolled his eyes at him, pushed him to sit on the stool, and handed him a handful of peanuts.

Xiao He couldn't help hiding her face and sniggering.

Gongsun Ce coughed lightly, and said seriously, "Miss Xiao He, who was the first to find out the day Master Sang died?"

"it's me."

"Oh?" Gongsun Ce raised his eyebrows. Is it a coincidence that this girl has something to do with both things?

"Do you still remember the situation at that time?"

Remember, how can you forget?

"That day, I was ordered by the old lady to deliver tea to the master. I walked to the courtyard in front of the master's house and saw the master standing in the courtyard, making a move, and then..." Xiao He's eyes flashed with horror: "I just saw him A white shadow appeared behind the tree cage, which could not be seen clearly.”

"Hazy? Doesn't your master dance swords at dawn?" Gongsun Ce rolled his eyelids and stared at Xiao He, not missing the slightest change in her expression.

"On weekdays, yes, but that day when the old lady got up early and asked me to deliver tea, it was not long after Yinshi." Thinking of that white shadow, she couldn't help shivering.

"What happened later? The white shadow disappeared?"

"He...has disappeared." Xiao He glanced at Gongsun Ce, then lowered his head, Gongsun Ce felt that his face was too serious, smiled and said, "Miss Xiao He, do you think your master sees that white man?" Is there a shadow?"

"Should..." Xiao He frowned: "No?"

"Why are you so uncertain?"

"Master and that white shadow are standing very close, how can you not see them face to face, but, master is still just posing the original moves, as if there is nothing in front of you." After finishing speaking, her eyes were full of fear, tremblingly said : "Did the master have already lost his soul at that time?"

"So, your master turned his back on you?"

"correct."

"What happened later? Why did your master die?"

"I was very scared at that time, so I called the master on the porch. I called twice, but the master didn't hear me. I wanted to take two steps closer, but I heard a sound... The master fell straight down, and I was so frightened. With a cry, even the tray was thrown away! Fortunately... someone arrived soon, and then the young master came, and then the old lady, the lady came later, we only saw blood all over the ground, and we were all thrown out. "

"A sound? What kind of sound?"

"'Bang bang', like something fell on the ground."

Gongsun Ce frowned and thought about something, Xiao He saw him lost in thought, secretly lowered his head, and supported his scalded arm.

While eating peanuts, Bao Zheng listened intently to the conversation between the two. Seeing Xiao He's movements, he suddenly said, "Don't scratch, it will leave scars!"

Xiao He was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly tugged his sleeves. Gongsun Ce came back to his senses and said, "Why, does it still hurt?"

Gongsun Ce took the medicine and said, "Take this medicine home, and apply it a few more times." Seeing Xiao He's arm, he couldn't help being surprised, and saw that the gaps between the blisters on the arm were nail marks.

Xiao He's face flushed with embarrassment, and said: "It doesn't hurt, it just itch." Those marks obviously did not dare to scratch, and were pressed out with nails.

Bao Zheng said happily: "That's right, the itching is much more uncomfortable than the pain!"

Gongsun Ce felt strange, the blisters did not damage the skin, if the muscles did not grow, how could it be itchy.

"Well, it's very itchy, the itching is unbearable."

"It should be hot and irritable. I have to go out to buy medicine tomorrow, and I'll bring you a pair of heat-clearing and toxin-dispelling medicine."

I saw a person walking in from the door and said, "I never imagined that Master Gongsun would care so much about a little maid?"

The three of them looked back and saw Ding Chou walking in swaggeringly.

Xiao He's face was like a blushing apple, she quickly bowed her head and stepped aside.Ding Chou looked at Xiao He, with some unclear meaning in his eyes: "No wonder, the old lady couldn't find her personal maid, so she came to your lord."

Gongsun Ce laughed and said, "Mr. Ding, don't take offense, just ask Miss Xiao He for some questions."

Ding Chou said: "Don't dare, sir, if you want to ask questions, it is of course a very important matter. I wonder if there will be any gains?"

"After all, it's all a ghost word, so I have to laugh at myself." He said again: "Miss Xiaohe was probably scared a lot. I hope Madam please don't blame her."

Ding Chou raised his eyebrows and said, "You good-for-nothing girl, don't you know that Master Gongsun doesn't believe in ghosts and gods?"

These words did not seem to be addressed to Xiao He, but were clearly aimed at Gongsun Ce.

Gongsun Ce waved his hand and said, "She just told everything she had seen and heard. There is nothing wrong with it. Believe it or not, that's the second priority."

Ding Chou smiled and said, "Let's take my leave now, the old lady is waiting for her to go back."

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It seems that we have to let Master Sang tell us the truth himself.

The little raccoon said: "Brother Gongsun, there is nothing wrong with Sang Jinchun."

Zhan Zhao said: "Brother Gongsun, Li Die is not unusual, but she is very close to that Ding Chou."

Gongsun Ce nodded, and said, "I think, I already know which lady Yan Yuzuo is talking about." He tapped his finger on the table and said, "Xiao Li, help Zhan Zhao keep an eye on Li. Die, stay away from that Ding Chou."

Zhan Zhao, I have another matter for you.