My martial arts rely on solving cases

Chapter 254
The sun is shining brightly, and the ancient bridge is still snowing.The white snow reflects the sunlight, covering Lingxi Mansion, a city full of historical charm, in dazzling light.

In the afternoon, it's time!
Su Qing and his party walked back to Lingxi City because they didn't want to miss the scenery along the way.

Entering the gate of the city, it seems like a world away.

Tie Hongxiu raised her head, glanced at the busy traffic on the street, and then looked back at the master's side face like a fairy in a painting.Suddenly woke up, very unreal.

Although I have heard the name of the master's poetry and painting, and I have heard the elder sister talk about the painter Su Qing, the words in her words satisfy all the imaginations of a boudoir girl about a romantic, talented, and prodigal son.

What kind of device is magnificent, full of economics, with hills and valleys in the chest, swallowing the sun and the moon.Unruly, a prodigal son, holding the sun and the moon in his hand, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

The master is a man who cannot be rejected by any woman. The only fly in the ointment may be that the master is an official.Being in an official position cannot be approached by others.

But no matter how many compliments she heard, Tie Hongxiu's understanding of Su Qing was still too superficial.Just like the evaluation in the comments of the world, poetry and painting are both excellent!
In her opinion, it was just four words.How amazing it is, but I have no impression.

Until today, Tie Hongxiu didn't know how amazing this unique thing is.

The poems in the belly seemed to have been conceived a long time ago, and they spit out in seven steps, calmly.No need to think about it, no need to think about it, it is a masterpiece that flows out of the mouth naturally.

Unintentionally fight hard for spring, let the crowd be jealous!

God!What kind of virtuous Yongmei is this?

The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold?
Casting this body in the ice and snow forest is different from peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.How noble and arrogant?
Once these poems are circulated, they will definitely cause shocks in the literary world.Three hundred and sixty steps, but the search for plums in the snow is absolutely written.This is the case with poetry, but what about painting?

But in this group, it seems that only Tie Hongxiu has been shocked all the way until now, and even Xiaoya, who was shocked at the beginning, seems to have forgotten that feat after going down the mountain.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to find a place to eat?" Su Qing closed the folding fan and asked.

I went to admire the plums in the morning, and then I ate some pastries in the middle of the afternoon.Coincidentally, Songhe Tower was right next to them, and a group of people entered Songhe Tower to have a delayed lunch.

I found a seat by the window and sat down, and whispered this while waiting for the food to be served.At this time, there was a sudden noise of gongs and drums downstairs.

The words of several people paused, and they all looked at the street downstairs.I saw a red welcoming team coming from a distance. The team was very long, stretching at least tens of feet.There were seven or eight rows of people beating gongs and drums in front, and there were no fewer than twenty people in the middle who sprinkled copper coins and dried fruits to the crowd.Finally, there is a continuous dowry convoy, which can hardly be seen at a glance.

"Who gets married, such a grand occasion."

Miao Ruonan looked at the team that could be described as red makeup, and said enviously.She married Xue Chonglou's wedding, although Su Qing wanted to do it for them, but neither of them wanted to make a fuss about it. It's not necessary to be extravagant if they are children of the world and have no relatives.

In the end, it was simply done in Su Qing's official office.

Now it seems that which girl does not want to have a fairytale wedding?
At this time, Xiao Er was serving them dishes with a plate, and when she heard Miao Ruolan's question, Xiao Er smiled and glanced down.

"This girl is married to the eldest son of a businessman. The girl should know that the businessman is the leading family in our Lingxi City.

Mr. Shang is also amazing. Last year, he was ranked fifth in the Jiangzhou State Examination. He is one of the best talents in our Lingxi Mansion.I heard that Mr. Shang is rich in five chariots, unparalleled in piano and chess, and excellent in poetry and painting.

The eldest lady of the Ming family is even more beautiful, a martial arts chivalrous woman, the two of them are both talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven. "

Listening to Xiao Er's praise, Tie Hongxiu raised her head and raised her mouth, "A perfect combination of poetry and painting?"

In the past, Tie Hongxiu would recognize many people's excellent poems and paintings. She thought that if she wrote poems well, she could be called a master of both poems and paintings if she was good at painting.

After seeing Su Qing's poems, there is no master in poetry and painting in the world except the master.Now hearing the praise of Mr. Shang from Xiaoer's mouth, Tie Hongxiu only felt that it was ridiculous to sit on the ground.

This Mr. Shang may be well-known in Lingxi Mansion, but he should not be worthy of carrying shoes for his master.If Mr. Shang's literary talent is as high as a building, then the master's literary talent should be as high as several floors.

The welcoming team quickly reached the downstairs of the restaurant, and the gongs and drums were loud and noisy.

Suddenly, a figure in white jumped out of the crowd in the distance. The figure in white stepped on the shoulders of the watching crowd, with an elegant and elegant figure.

Like a soaring immortal, he leaped to the front flagpole of the welcoming team and blocked the way.

I saw the man in white clothes better than snow, with flying blue hair, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

"Mingshu, here I come!" The man said softly to the bright red sedan chair.

Su Qing, who was still a little inexplicable at first, immediately regained her spirits when she heard this sentence.The classic bridge, here we come!It just so happened that Xiao Er served the food, ate food, drank wine and watched the theater, all alive.

"Luo Tianjiao!" At the front of the welcoming team, Mr. Shang, who was on a tall horse, burst into flames of anger, "Mingshu is already my wife, why do you come here? Is pestering a married woman a shame that Bajuemen taught you? "

Luo Tianjiao turned a deaf ear to Mr. Shang's anger, but still looked at the sedan chair affectionately and asked softly, "Mingshu, is the Ming family forcing you to marry? Don't be afraid, Brother Luo is here, I will take you away, we wander The ends of the world will never separate."

Good blood!

"Brother Luo." A cold female voice sounded from the sedan chair, "No one forced me, I agree with Mr. Xiang, I really want to marry him.

Today is the day when I get married, if brother Luo is really good for me, how about drinking a glass of wedding wine and wishing us a happy life together? "

"I wish you all... grow old together? No, Mingshu, you don't remember last year..."

"At that time, Mingshu didn't care about anything, and only thought that the wind, flowers, snow, and moon in the world were the best! Some time ago, I was seriously ill, and it was my husband who took care of me every day.

I don't want to deny our past, but I have let go of it and I hope Brother Luo can let it go too.See you later, I hope Brother Luo can call me Mrs. Shang. "

From Su Qing's perspective, she could just see Luo Tianjiao's face, and also just saw the eyes on Luo Tianjiao's face that hurt more than her heart.

Su Qing seemed to hear a piece of glass smashed to pieces on the ground.

Tut tut...

A sword piercing the heart, too miserable.

In Su Qing's perception, the arrogance of that young man named Luo Tianjiao was instantly extinguished by a pot of water.

"I...understood, Mrs. Shang... I'm sorry to disturb you today, so I'm leaving!" Luo Tianjiao walked away in despair, and the clamor of gongs and drums sounded again.

"He is Luo Tianjiao?" Tie Hongxiu looked at the distant figure and said elegantly.

"Hongxiu, do you know this person?"

"The Qinglong Club intelligence network has collected information on all the young talents in Jiangzhou Wulin, and has a very high evaluation of this person. It is said that after ten years, Lingxi Wulin will be unmatched by him, and it will definitely be with me in the future. Fighter.

Luo Tianjiao was born in the Bajue Sect, most of them were orphans with an ominous background.He only entered the rivers and lakes for the first time last year, and once he got out of the rivers and lakes, he became known as Dynamic Creek Martial Arts.At only [-] years old, he is already in the innate realm, with superb swordsmanship, excellent fists and feet, superb lightness skills, and unrestrained romance.

Almost the same as Shen Jianxin back then, but what is more powerful than Shen Jianxin is that he looks ten times better than Shen Jianxin!
They are sought after wherever they go.However, there are many exaggerated words in the rumors.His demeanor is not as high as the rumors, not as good as the master. "

Saying that, a flattering smile appeared on his face.

If Shen Jianxin is here, it's hard not to beat you.

Su Qing looked at Tie Hongxiu and smiled, "Hongxiu's words are biased. Luo Tianjiao's demeanor is worthy of the words Qi Yuxuanang. How many people in the world can compare to being a teacher in demeanor?" People? So far, I have only met two people as a teacher."

"I know one, it's Monk Wuchen. What about the second one? Could it be Uncle?"

"It's really Tie Huaikong. Although his martial arts are not very good, he looks really good."

"I heard from my mother that my father is prettier than my uncle, but it's a pity..." Tie Hongxiu looked sad.

Seeing Tie Hongxiu showing that sentimental expression, Su Qing closed the Xiaoyao fan and tapped her head lightly, "It's eating, why are you so sentimental?"

The next day, early morning.

A group of people from Su Qing's official office gathered in the dining room for breakfast.Su Qing's breakfast is as rich as ever, all made by Qiaodie.

When the meal was in full swing, a servant came to report in a hurry.

"My lord, Chief Lu is asking to see you."

"Let him in."

Lu Xiaobai, who was dressed in a purple chief arrester's suit, ran in with his head bowed, "See, my lord, my lord, a case was received in the yamen early this morning, and my subordinate's authority is not enough to be decided by my lord."

With that said, he handed the file to Su Qing with both hands.

Su Qing took the towel and wiped her hands, then picked up the case file, her brows were tightly furrowed after just one glance.

"Shang Qingqiu killed his wife? Did he kill his wife yesterday? What did he do? Prove the Tao?"

"The subordinates asked, but Shang Qingqiu didn't say anything. He has the identity of Juren, and if the subordinates dare not use torture, the adults have to go to interrogate him in person."

"Okay!" He said and stood up, "You guys continue to eat, I will go to the Yamen to deal with the case first."

"My lord, I'm done eating."

"Me too."

Zhan Zhao Xue Chonglou quickly stood up and said.

Lu Xiaobai glanced around inadvertently, and instantly noticed that there seemed to be a strange white-haired old man in Su Qing's house.This old man is full of white hair Shengxue, wearing a gossip robe.

He has a calm expression, a childlike face with white hair, and a fairy demeanor.But I never heard that Mr. Su likes Taoism?And seeing that Su Qing's family got along so naturally and harmoniously with that Taoist, it seemed very familiar.

These doubts were hidden deep in his heart, so Lu Xiaobai wouldn't be foolish enough to inquire about them. It was nothing more than saving more thought for the old Taoist, so that he would have a chance to form a good relationship in the future.

Su Qing came to the government office and went straight to the autopsy hall under the leadership of Lu Xiaobai.

In the autopsy hall, the old Wu Zuo was examining the beautiful bride who only wore a red bellyband. When he saw Su Qing coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"My subordinates refer to the general judge."

"What's the result?"

"The deceased, Ming Shu, was Miss Ming, a master of martial arts in Lingxi Prefecture. The fatal injury was a stab in the heart, and the murder weapon should have been a pair of scissors.

Apart from this one, there is no new injury on the body, but..."

"But what?"

"The deceased had a plum blossom tattoo on his private parts, which should be the mark left by the plum blossom thief. It must be because Shang Qingqiu was so angry after seeing the plum blossom tattoo that he killed him."

"Plum Blossom Pirate? Who is that?"

"He was a notorious lawless person eighteen years ago." Reminiscence welled up in Wu Zuo's eyes, and when he talked about the Plum Blossom Pirates, his face was filled with unconcealable disgust.

(End of this chapter)