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The fourth day of May, the day before the Dragon Boat Festival.

The genius was polished, and there was a knock on the door of Songquan Hall. The old lady opened the door and saw that it was Yuan Ye who brought a newly made robe to Mrs. Yuan for her to wear tomorrow.

Originally, he was supposed to put it down and leave, but Yuan Ye walked into the Buddhist hall, sat down on the futon, looked at the old lady Yuan who was chanting sutras, and couldn't help but say something after holding back for a long time.

"There was a bloody case at home, but the marriage is still going on. Grandma, there are some things... I still want to ask you."

The smell of sandalwood in the Buddhist hall is really strong, it seems to block the smell of the world of mortals.

Old Madam Yuan didn't even raise her eyelids: "I'm an old guy who is about to die, what else can I answer you?"

"Grandma, you actually know why Steward Yang died, right?"

The sound of knocking on the wooden fish suddenly lost its rhythm.

The old mama's face changed drastically, she hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, and said, "Oh, young master, you can't talk nonsense..."

"Grandma, get out!" Yuan Ye had a rare expression on his face, and acted majesticly at the old grandma, "This is something that grandma and I want to talk about."

Old Madam Yuan slowly opened her eyes, raised her hand, waved it, and let the terrified old mother go out.

After the door was closed, Mrs. Yuan let out a long sigh: "The investigation is the business of those police stations, and has nothing to do with us."

"Since it has nothing to do with it, so what if you talk to me?"

"Ono, what happened in the previous generation shouldn't affect yours anymore."

Yuan Ye's face was serious: "Grandma, the sight of blood has happened before my eyes, how can I stay out of it?"

Bloodline is a wonderful thing, it makes people come down in one continuous line.Mrs. Yuan's stubborn temper can also be seen in Yuan Ye.

Old Madam Yuan bowed to the Buddha statue again, and said, "What do you want to know?"

"Who killed Steward Yang? Whose is that gold hairpin? Why don't you want to meet your father? Retribution...what does it mean?"

The continuous questioning revealed Yuan Ye's suppressed emotions for a long time. He stared at his grandma, as if he could see the truth by doing so.

Old Madam Yuan still seemed unwilling to open her mouth, and said to him from left to right: "Tomorrow is a good day for you. According to the rules, you are not allowed to say such unlucky words, so you don't have to worry about it. You can go back."

"I insisted on asking today because I don't want the red things to come before the white things come! I also don't want grandma, you really 'grey-haired people give black-haired people'!"

He purposely said what he overheard, just to let Mrs. Yuan know that he knew all about her conversation with Yuan Sen that day.

Sure enough, Old Madam Yuan's mouth twitched, her thick wrinkles tightened for a moment, restless fingers under her sleeves and disordered breathing betrayed her nervousness.

Or rather, her fear.

Yuan Ye suddenly felt that he was very unfilial. At such an advanced age, he would come to force her to question her.

"Xiao Ye..." Old Madam Yuan put down the wooden fish, turned around, suddenly looked at Yuan Ye lovingly, and even reached out to touch his cheek.Her hands were thick with calluses, but they were extremely warm, touching Yuan Ye's skin with deep affection.

When she opened her mouth, she didn't answer the question: "When you grow up, you will marry a wife. Seeing that you can grow up with blessings, grandma thinks it is worthwhile to pray for blessings in the Buddhist hall for so many years."

Yuan Ye grabbed her hand: "So, what kind of thing is it that requires you to pray so hard in front of the Buddha for so many years, grandma?"

Unexpectedly, the more Mrs. Yuan listened, the more dull her eyes became. After a long silence, she spoke again: "...I don't know."

"grandmother!"

"I'm getting old, so I don't remember many things." After finishing speaking, Mrs. Yuan assumed the appearance of a bodhisattva looking at her nose with her eyes, and her mouth was more like a tightly closed clam.

Yuan Ye understood that no amount of questions could be asked.

The person in front of him should be the relative he is most familiar with, but at this moment, he feels as strange and unfamiliar as if he is seeing him for the first time.

The Yuan family, he was born and raised here, but he couldn't even see its true face.

He stood up, walked out, and stopped when he reached the door, with his back to Mrs. Yuan, his voice low and hoarse.

"Grandma, don't always take concealment as a natural protection. If you don't tell me now, the truth will definitely come out one day in the future."

After a moment of turbid breathing, the sound of the wooden fish without distracting thoughts sounded again.

Disappointed, like a mortal who had no chance to meet the Buddha, he shook his head and left the Buddhist hall.

----

After breakfast, Xiao Jing slipped into Yuan Ye's room, and the two whispered.

"Master, I have asked all the gold shops in the city. In recent months, there are not many people buying gold, let alone such a large amount. There are basically no one. By the way, I even went to the Old Antique Street. I searched around and went to the black market to check, but there is really no news."

The more Yuan Ye heard this, the more his heart sank: "Why, is there no one suspicious at all?"

"Unless this person is the owner of a gold shop, there are really no more..." Xiao Jing took out a roster from his arms, and showed it to Yuan Ye, "There are only a dozen or so gold shops in our entire Hezhou City. The five companies still get their goods from the other five, and out of the five that shipped, three bought from other cities, and two from the Hezhou gold mine. I will remember them for you, anyway, no one has seen you Give me that style of gold hairpin, either one of them lied to me, or we checked the wrong direction."

Yuan Ye looked at the list, and he basically knew the names there. They were rich and wealthy businessmen in Hezhou City. Many Yuan Ye had dealt with them. They were all businessmen who were greedy for small profits, and they didn't seem like they would be murderers. The brave of things.

Is it because he doesn't know people clearly, or is he really using the wrong mind?

"Where are the masters and fellows in the gold shop?"

Xiaojing seemed to have known that he would ask this question a long time ago. Like reciting a family tree, he recited the identities of the shop assistants in these stores with his fingers.

"Kong Er from West Street, who grew up wearing a pair of trousers with me, faints when he sees blood, it must not be him."

"Master Wang at Lantern Alley is over 80 and has only two teeth left. Now he can't do physical work anymore, so he can only point and point with his mouth."

"There are also Jia Xiaobei from Wufu Road, Gualiu... These people are a bit ruffian, but they are all in the eyes of money. If it is said that they kill people for gold, I believe it; if they use gold to kill people, I will not." I don't believe it."

Xiaojing checked every person and detail carefully, and because of this, Yuan Ye's heart sank more and more as he listened.

"It seems... neither."

Xiao Jing looked at Yuan Ye's face, hesitated for a while, and then asked cautiously: "Master, you are so nervous about this murder case this time, but is it related to our house?"

When Yuan Ye raised his eyes, he couldn't hide the preoccupation in his eyes.

Tomorrow he will be the bridegroom-to-be, the protagonist of the banquet, but this matter weighs on his heart, making him restless, and his complexion has changed a lot.He stroked Xiaojing's hair: "...Even you can see it."

Xiao Jing comforted: "Master, don't worry, let's take our time and we will find it."

Yuan Ye bit his finger: "There is no clue at all. Could it be that the golden hairpin was conjured out of thin air?"

"Don't tell me, maybe the murderer created it himself."

Xiaojing was also very distressed when no results were found, and played tricks with Yuan Ye's words.

This murderer, from the beginning of the Dudu case, has been amazing in his tactics, hiding his secrets, like an arrow in the dark, really hard to guard against.

But he is not a ghost after all, as long as he is a person, there must be flaws.

Weakness...weakness...

Yuan Ye propped his chin on the table and pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his eyelids, as if thinking of something, he shook Xiaojing violently.

"Yeah, maybe he made it himself!"

"Ah?" Xiao Jing felt that his young master was going to be dazed, so he quickly waved his hands, "Master, are you crazy... I'm just talking nonsense... If it really came out, it's not a ghost..."

"It's not a change!" Yuan Ye didn't bother to explain to him, and hurriedly told him, "Go and find out who is in charge of the gold mines in Hezhou City right now? Who has handled them recently?"

Xiaojing, who was pushed out of the door in a daze, was really complaining. All the police detectives in Hezhou City are free to eat. If they don't investigate good cases, it's their young master who is busy.

Nagging is nothing more than nagging, he still listened to Yuan Ye's words nonchalantly, and left the house in his morning dew.

Going out means a whole day plus a whole night.

Until Yuan's mansion was covered with red and green, decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the door with the Chinese character "囍", until Hezhou City ran around to tell everyone, the wedding that everyone talked about finally came.

On the fifth day of May, Duanyang, it is advisable to receive wealth, crown, marry, open the market, and avoid killing, burial, and encoffining.