Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 25

But Yan Ziqin came to Mingyue Tower with Xu An on horseback, and Fan Zhongyan had ordered a banquet of food and drink, but before he arrived, there was a boy of seventeen or eighteen who claimed to be a servant of Fan's family, and said that his officials would come immediately, and invite Yan officials wait a moment.

The Mingyue Building is clean and elegant, although there are singing girls and drinking wine, they are not without style. They saw that Yan Ziqin was dressed plainly, and there was only an old servant by his side, so they felt that it was not very luscious, so they were not very friendly, so they just greeted him. On the other side were some teenagers in fresh clothes and angry horses.

After a while, the silk and bamboo orchestra accompanied by the sound of Yingying and swallows reached Yan Ziqin's ears. He frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable, and said to Xu An: "Close the fan, we didn't have your head wrapped, so it's not worth listening to him. singing."

Xu An smiled, and thought: "It's not because you didn't pay for the one or two slings, it's obviously because you are not used to the 'sound of decadence'."

But after half a stick of incense, the fan opened, and it was Fan Zhongyan who entered the door, also dressed in a simple Tsing Yi. He was nearly forty years old, his temples were already gray, and his face was a bit weathered, presumably due to the fatigue of the journey. .

"Brother Yan Xian, please stay safe."

Yan Ziqin also got up and cupped his hands and said, "Brother Xiwen, please take your seat."

They haven't seen each other for more than half a year, and the two talked about their respective situations after Ying Tianyi's parting. It turned out that Fan Zhongyan had just passed his filial piety, and he had submitted a ten thousand-character "Shang Governing Book" to the court, asking for reforms in the administration of officials, cutting redundant staff, and appeasing the frontier army. , is now waiting for approval from the court, but I heard that Prime Minister Wang once appreciated his views very much, and he is expected to return to Beijing to take office.

Now that we are talking about official positions, it is inevitable to mention Yan Ziqin's resignation and return to his hometown. Fan Zhongyan comforted him and said: "Nowadays, there are turmoil in the court, and there are already ten or eight officials in the family. They should be in charge, but the queen mother insists on power, like a good brother." These Jinshi selected by the officials are considered the disciples of the Son of Heaven and are not trusted by the Empress Dowager. The second place in the list with you, Han Qi, is also suffering in Yangzhou. My virtuous brother is here to hide his strength and bide his time, and wait for the emperor to summon him, it is all right."

Yan Ziqin just smiled and said nothing, drank the bitter wine in the cup and said:
"It's not that I didn't get nothing in Linchuan. I took in a very talented apprentice a few days ago. I think his fortune is more suitable for being an official than me."

Fan Zhongyan was stunned for a moment, and said: "I don't want to be an official, but I go home to be a teacher. My virtuous brother reminds me of someone."

Yan Ziqin asked: "Who can be as 'unambitious' as me?"

Fan Zhongyan said: "This is also due to chance. He is also a Jinshi on the same list as you. His surname is Bao, his name is Zheng, and his name is Xiren. He is from Luzhou. He will not be the magistrate of Jianchang County. He insists on resigning from office and returning to his hometown to support his parents. You can follow me Look, he is an out-and-out smart person. In the current situation, those who follow the empress dowager are promoted one after another, and those who are attached to the emperor are getting promoted, but the empress dowager will return to power after all. When the time comes, he will be a queen party. It's better to avoid the limelight for the time being, and go home to be filial, so as not to be like a foolish brother, wandering in the officialdom for half a life, and end up wanting to support but not being loved."

After saying that, she shed tears and thought of her father and mother who passed away. For a moment, she felt disappointed again, and smiled through her tears: "It's not because I lost the joy of meeting, why don't I call two singers and dancers to join in the fun."

At the end of the speech, two beautifully dressed women came in, greeted each other with a charming smile, raised their sleeves and put on their skirts, and began to sing and dance. The warbler's voice is chaotic, and the misty waves below the city beat the shore in spring." It is really interesting to listen to the faint sound of the waves from the Fuhe River not far away with the hanging willows in the heart of the building and the bright moon in the window.

Fan Zhongyan hit the festival with harmony, and when he sang "Fang Zun was tired of sickness in the past, but now Fang Zun is afraid of being shallow", he still shed unfinished tears, but Yan Ziqin was not at ease, his eyes and thoughts were not on the two women.

How well-behaved the singing girl is, she had already seen that this young and handsome official was absent-minded, so she personally held a golden cup and moved to his side, persuading him to drink affectionately. The younger one was actually the number one scholar hand-picked last year, and admiration arose in his heart.

Women like them in the romantic arena are used to the scene, and they are unwilling to marry a vulgar man for the rest of their lives. They all hope to find a man like Pan An, and now they have the opportunity, and they are not willing to let go Yan Ziqin tried his best to persuade him to drink, with soft words and eye contact, just to make him drink the cup in his hand first.

Who knew that he was just drinking for himself, and ignored the jealousy between the two women. Seeing this, Fan Zhongyan waved them back and said, "Your brother seems to be in a bad mood, or is it that vulgar fans can't catch your eyes?"

Yan Ziqin was already slightly drunk, shook his head and said, "Just remembering that they are also other people's daughters and sisters, I can't be cruel enough to make fun of them."

Fan Zhongyan said with a smile: "Everyone has their own destiny, they have theirs, and we have ours. I often think that they serve guests, just like we serve the court, with trepidation, as if facing an abyss, as if walking on thin ice, for a little fame. The time of my life is thrown away, and in a blink of an eye, I am a haggard old man. When we meet by chance, let's take pity on him."

But she explained that Shu was at home, waited and waited and saw no one, and asked three or five times before entering the shift, Chunxiu laughed at her, she simply drove Chunxiu away, pacing up and down in the room by herself, thinking wildly.Suddenly remembered the way Yan Ziqin looked at her this morning, and pulled her skirts together, so she looked carefully in the mirror, and she was much bigger than last year. No wonder, he was only allowed to grow taller, but she was not allowed to grow up?

Lazily leaning on the chair, cutting the lanterns twice, Xu An finally returned with the help of the drunken Yan Ziqin. Mingshu put him into the room, and besides the smell of alcohol, there was also a strong smell of makeup and powder. No, he must have been close to some woman, otherwise, how could he get such a flamboyant fragrance?

Yan Ziqin, who was half down on Mingshu's shoulder, didn't know that the wind and rain were coming, and was still clinging to his wife like a falling cloud. Once he was drunk, he became different from the past. He laughed at everything and rubbed against Mingshu's body. He insisted on being called a lady, and called Mingshu so goosebumps that he tried to push him to the bed but couldn't shake him off. What a piece of brown candy.

Mingshu recalled that when he was drunk in Tongling, he also had this "wow" expression, but now it was different from the past, the smell on him was really uncomfortable, and there was no one else in the room, so she blushed and explained Opening his robe, one is to get rid of the fragrance of makeup and powder on the clothes, and the other is to see if the double knots are still there.

Yan Ziqin was drunk, and his body was limp and heavy. Mingshu took a lot of effort to take off his long gown, rolled it into a ball and threw it aside. Suspended heart, in fact, in that kind of occasion, it is inevitable to be stained with some powder, since he has not acted more excessively, it seems that he is still a gentleman and can be forgiven.

Yan Ziqin, who was slightly sober from the drunkenness, was stunned, seeing the flushed lady who couldn't wait to take off his clothes for a moment, thinking to himself what is she going to do?Afterwards, I naturally thought crookedly.

Mingshu only felt dizzy for a moment, and was thrown down on the soft bed in the next second, the sound of slightly heavy breathing sounded in her ears, and the hot air sprayed on her ice-like cheeks, and Yan Ziqin in front of her eyes became strange and strange. Familiar with him, what is revealed in his eyes is the indescribable cherishment and apprehension.

"Mingshu, are you willing?" He got up from the gentle village, half-opened still drunk, and now with spring-like hazy eyes, looking at her seriously.

In a daze, Yan Ziqin was already pulling the sweat towel tied around his waist, what is the double knot on the sweat towel for?Naturally, it became tighter and tighter, and finally became a knot without any accident. No matter how he pulled it, it was a mess, and it would not move at all. The sweat towel was not loose, and the white silk trousers that got in the way could only be clung to him all the time. And Ming Shu who was under his pressure had already taken advantage of the chaos and fled away.

As a result, the picture of the spring boudoir that had just been distraught and infatuated suddenly turned into a person begging for nothing to undo a sweat towel on the bed, swinging his arms and kicking his legs but to no avail, while the other stood aside with folded arms, staring at him noisy.

At the end of the quarrel, Yan Ziqin fell asleep in extreme sleepiness, his hands still clutching his waist tightly, as if he still hadn't given up in his dream. Mingshu supported the bedpost and stared at him dumbfounded, thinking: "This double loop knot is actually used. on myself."

Pushing him aside, Mingshu blew on the lamp and lay down on her clothes, blaming herself for not pushing him away just now, why did she hesitate when he asked if she wanted to?

why?Thinking of him kissing himself, a kind of shy sweetness rose in his heart.

She suddenly had an ominous premonition, she was afraid that she would finally be accountable to this bun for her two lives.

The next day, Yan Ziqin woke up with a hangover and was still a little uncomfortable. Seeing that Mingshu's sweat towel was still around his waist with a knot the size of a fist, it was no wonder that he felt uncomfortable in his waist at night. Things crashed all night.

Quietly bypassed Ming Shu who was still sleeping soundly, came to the mirror to untie the knot, but couldn't untie it until Ming Shu woke up, yawned and took the tip of the scissors to help him open it a little bit, while picking, while testing "Do you remember... what did you do last night?"

She was referring to Yan Ziqin pushing her down and kissing her forcibly, but Yan Ziqin had already forgotten all about it, and said puzzledly: "I don't remember, what did I do last night?"

Mingshu frowned, and said in her heart: "You have taken up all the benefits, you slapped your butt and said you forgot." She didn't pay any attention to him, and her hands became ruthless, cut off the sweat towel, threw it on the ground, and Yan Ziqin's robes that were dropped last night were piled up in one place.

Yan Ziqin didn't understand why, so he picked up the beautifully embroidered sweat scarf that was broken into two pieces, and said, "It's fine, but it's a waste of things."

Mingshu said: "It's a pity to spoil things, but isn't it a pity to spoil people?"

Yan Ziqin said: "Who has been spoiled?"

Mingshu turned her back and said, "Let's talk about it when you think about it. I'm in a hurry to serve tea to my mother, so I won't accompany you."

In the past few days, Wang Anshi had asked for leave, and Yan Ziqin had nothing to do during the day, and after thinking hard, he couldn't figure out what he did to make his wife so angry that night. Because of this, Mingshu didn't pay much attention to him, but Du He and Zong asked about the conflict between the two of them, which made him dumbfounded.While sitting idle, Wang Anshi asked for a two-day leave due to his grandmother's illness. Now it has been four days, but he has not seen anyone or heard from him. The Wang family and Wang Yi have all gone to Jinxi to visit Mrs. Wu, and Ziyu is not going either. Going to school, staying at home to study, being lazy from time to time, and making my brother worry a lot.

On the fifth day, Yan Ziqin couldn't sit still anymore, fearing that something would happen to his student in Jinxi, so he planned to go to see the situation in person.

Linchuan and Jinxi are only separated by a mountain and a river. The mountain is Zhegang, and the water is Wutang. His family has no relatives in Jinxi. Although the two counties are very close, they have never been there. Instead, it is better to travel around. Du He knew the way, so he asked Du He to lead the way on his "love donkey", and he followed behind on a pony.

Before leaving, Du He looked left and right and asked, "Enniang is not going?"

Even after a long time, Yan Ziqin was still not used to the funny address of Enniang, raised his brows, and said, "I'll take a look at the student, why bother her to follow?"

Du He said with a smile: "Grandpa, you don't understand this, she doesn't want to talk to you now, why don't you take her out for a walk, the scenery in Zhegang Mountain is unique, just imagine, two people riding side by side As soon as you walk away in the spring breeze, you can write a few sour poems from literati to praise her, and forget about any quarrels and conflicts!"

Yan Ziqin blushed, thinking that this would be a solution, so he asked Chunxiu to invite Mingshu over, saying that he would take her for a spring outing.

In fact, for Mingshu, the cold war in the past few days did not make her feel good, but she always felt that she couldn't get down this level. He kissed him, but he couldn't remember it afterwards. Saying that she tolerated him completely because of this, she really couldn't bear this face.

I have been copying Buddhist scriptures for several months. Even though I am merciful, Mingshu feels that she is about to get moldy. Every word in the Buddhist scriptures is like her old friend and enemy. She neither likes nor hates it. Taking her outside to see the spring scenery in the mountains, Mingshu couldn't wait to say goodbye to her mother-in-law, thinking that half of the silence for several days was her own fault, so why not take this opportunity to ease the atmosphere.

The rules in the countryside are not as good as in the capital city. In the capital city, it is really unthinkable for the female family members of officials and officials to go out on horseback. But in Linchuan, they can be more flexible. They only need to wear a veiled hat covered with light gauze. It can cover the face and block the wind, dust and sun.

Du He was in front, Yan Ziqin was in the back, and Mingshu's little pony walked slowly behind, eating a couple of hay from Chunxiu from time to time.

Du He often said that the scenery in Zhegang is particularly beautiful. It is true when I saw it today. It is not so beautiful and steep, but the magnolias all over the mountains and plains are as pure as white snow. The white bird picked up the magnolia flower petals that fell on the ground, and could still see the remaining dewdrops, which were especially crystal clear in the morning sun.

"I've never seen so many magnolia trees. It seems to fill the sky and the earth. This kind of momentum can't even compare with the scenery in the imperial garden." Ming Shu raised the white gauze in front of the veiled hat and said excitedly.

"The things in the imperial garden are just piled up artificially, how can they compare with the nature here!" Du He laughed while riding his donkey upside down.

Yan Ziqin also turned his head and smiled slightly at Mingshu, and the two exchanged glances. In this warm spring scene, it seemed that the awkwardness of the previous few days was instantly resolved.

She lightly clamped the horse's belly, caught up with Yan Ziqin, and said softly as she passed by him: "If you can't remember that matter, don't think about it, let's talk about it later."

Yan Ziqin was slightly stunned, but Mingshu was already galloping away, laughing and humming a song all the way, the singing echoed in the mountains, as if telling her happiness at this moment.

On a spring trip, the apricot blossoms blow all over.

Who is young and romantic on the Mo?
The concubine intends to marry her and rest her life.

Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed.

Yan Ziqin followed closely, chasing each other wantonly with Ming Shu, feeling more and more charming and gentle in spring.

Du He looked at it from behind, and he really hit the spot, as expected, two riders with a bridle, so he chuckled, kicked the donkey under him, and shouted: "Donkey, donkey, let's not be angry, let's catch up!"

The donkey had a stubborn temper, instead of advancing, he retreated, kicked Du He to the ground, fell solidly, and injured his hip again. With Chunxiu's support, he laughed and cried Get up, no matter what, persuading a pair of mandarin ducks to make peace, this great achievement must be recorded in Yinde Book!
At noon, the three of them arrived at Jinxi County. First, they ate some light food in the tea shed, asked about the direction of the Wu family, and then asked Xiao Er if he knew what happened to the Wu family recently. Xiao Er threw the towel He said casually: "His old lady is going to celebrate her [-]th birthday recently, and all relatives and relatives in the nearby counties will come to congratulate her, but it seems that the birthday party has been postponed because the birthday star is ill."

Yan Ziqin understood that this old lady who celebrated her [-]th birthday was Wang Anshi's grandmother. Seeing that Xiaoer said nothing else, he was relieved, maybe it was really an old man who was dying, which delayed his student's return date. Just write back to Linchuan.

After the meal, the three of them came to Wu's house unhurriedly. They saw a square pond of an acre in front of the gate, surrounded by white walls and green tiles, which showed that the Wu family was indeed a rich local family. There are also a few Jinshi who entered the court as officials, and even those who have no fame have poetry collections handed down from generation to generation.

The gate in front of the wall was closed, and under the eaves there were oil-paper lanterns with longevity characters, but it seemed strangely deserted. Two servants in green clothes stood guard outside the gate. When they saw someone coming, they asked vigilantly, "The officials are here to find someone." Is it still here to celebrate birthday?"

Yan Ziqin said: "I have a student who is the grandson of this family, I'm here to visit him."

The two servants whispered for a while, and asked, "Is your honorable student Mr. Wang's Sanlang, and you're talking about Anshi?"

Yan Ziqin said: "Exactly."

The servant said: "Since it is Mr. Sanlang's husband, please come in for tea. I will invite Mr. Sanlang over."

After finishing speaking, he led the four of them to the living room of the outer courtyard. A skillful adoptive mother came over and ordered the best fine milk tea, and then went down. There were still the four of them in the room.

"The people in the Wu family are so mysterious. Just now, when I heard the two servants talking, I felt that they were covering up, and there was no sound around them. How could it be that they are going to celebrate their birthday?" Du He stood and looked around, complaining, he His buttocks were still aching, and he couldn't sit down even if he wanted to.

Yan Ziqin said: "The old man has a sudden illness, who cares about the birthday banquet? It's inevitable that he will be deserted."

Mingshu said: "Isn't it? Birthday celebrations are for the elderly, and the elderly are sick, so what's the fuss?"

Du He smiled and said, "You two are on the same boat again? Don't even think about who propped up the boat for you."

Yan Ziqin and Mingshu looked at each other and smiled, they both lowered their heads and pursed their lips in silence.

Just at this time, the door opened, and Wang Anshi, who was dressed in a smoky blouse, walked in, carrying a small special bamboo book basket on his back, looking very cute.

He first bowed to his master and his wife, and then saluted Du He and Chunxiu, and then said: "Please forgive the student for the crime of absenteeism, it's just that something happened to my grandfather's family, and my parents can't tell me to send a message." , I didn’t intend to hide it from Mr.

It was not easy for Yan Ziqin to ask about other people's families, but Du He had already asked, "What happened to the Wu family?"

Wang Anshi bowed his head and said nothing, a tall figure came in from the door, picked up the little Wang Anshi, and said, "There is a murder case."

The person who came was Wang Anshi's father, Wang Yi. Although he had recovered from the cold, his complexion was still a little pale. Although he was tall, he was weak and tired. Well, it's not a matter of a day or two.

Yan Ziqin cupped his hands and said, "Brother Wang, if there is a murder case, have you ever reported it to the police?"

Wang Yidao: "The difficulty lies in not being able to report to the officials. To be honest, since last spring, my mother-in-law has been in poor health and has been suffering from minor illnesses. I wanted to take advantage of my [-]th birthday to drive away evil spirits, but I never thought that I would get sick first." , someone died immediately at home, and the officials of the government are used to making big noises, and the neighbors who lose a grain of rice know it all. In my ears, if she thinks too much and aggravates her condition, it is a big mistake for me to be a junior."

Yan Ziqin said: "So, Mrs. Wu doesn't know about the murder yet?"

Wang Yi nodded and said: "The girl who died was originally an inconspicuous girl. She just entered the house and helped plant flowers and weeds in the garden. She was [-] or [-] years old and she was a bit pretty, but I heard that she was honest and responsible. Human teeth are sold here, and the hometown is not in the local area, and there are not many people who know her here, at least I walked back and forth, and I never paid attention to her."

Wang Yi ordered someone to take his son away, then sat down, and explained the incident with Yan Ziqin and others in detail.

It turned out that for the birthday banquet these days, relatives rushed to Wu's house one after another, waiting to celebrate the old lady's birthday, but just five days ago in the early morning, the children of relatives were playing Cuju in the garden and accidentally kicked the ball into A dry well that has been abandoned for many years. When the children went to the well mouth to look, they saw that the ball was indeed in the well, but there was something that shouldn't be there at the bottom of the well.

A woman sat motionless under the narrow well, face up, with bloodstains flowing from the seven orifices, staring coldly at the person above.

The children screamed and scattered like birds and beasts, and some ran back to tell the adults that the housekeeper came to take a look. Isn't the one in the well the girl Xiaoqiu who works in the garden?I only bought it for a few months, why did it fall into the well?After sending a brave man to pull him up, Xiaoqiu was already out of breath, only the sudden dark red bloodstains on his face were still glaring, and his empty eyes were still staring at everything strangely.

Hearing these words, everyone shuddered. Mingshu rubbed her arms and thought, bleeding from the seven orifices is probably considered to be related to poisoning. In fact, there is no scientific basis. Most of them are jokes made by novelists to exaggerate and describe nonsense. The external bleeding is just a slight blood stain, and it is difficult to reach the tragic situation of "blood flowing like a river" in TV dramas.On the contrary, drowning, snake venom, and severe infection all over the body can enhance the visual effect of "bleeding from seven orifices".

Yan Ziqin asked: "Have you found out whether it was suicide or homicide?"

Wang Yi smiled and said, "You look like an official trying a case."

He shook his head, and continued: "She has just arrived, she has no relatives, no reason, but she also has no enemies. Who would think that it would be difficult to get along with a girl who is [-] or [-] years old? I am afraid that some dispute caused her to commit suicide, and there was no one who cared about her to persuade her in time. Correction, so it caused a tragedy, it can be regarded as her unlucky luck."

Yan Ziqin nodded, but Du He said: "I think she is young, so there is nothing she can't think about. Even if there is, it is mostly because of love. You should torture the servants and stewards here to see if she is a heartless person." A life was wasted.”

Wang Yidao: "If you commit suicide, you can't blame other people. No matter who wronged her or how she wronged her, she will end it on her own. Even if the yamen decides the case, she can only end the case with suicide, and she will definitely not punish others."

Du He said: "It's unreasonable. Don't the wicked people in the world just bully the good people at will? In the end, the good people hang themselves and wipe their necks, die, and the old grievances are also wiped out. Don't the wicked people expect the good people to commit suicide every day?"

Wang Yi coughed a few times, he had talked too much just now, his throat was a little unbearable, he waved his hands apologetically, coughing continuously, and was helped away by his servants.

After he left, Yan Ziqin asked Mingshu, "Does it look like you committed suicide?"

Mingshu knew that he had moved to find out, and was afraid that he would be troublesome, so she asked, "What do you think?"

Yan Ziqin said: "If you commit suicide and throw yourself into the well, how can the seven orifices bleed?"

Du He lazily said: "Maybe he took the poison first and then jumped into the well, or took the poison in the well."

Yan Ziqin said: "Why do you have to be in the well?"

Du He said: "Then why are people not allowed to have special hobbies? People like wells, even if they want to die in wells, we can't control them."

Ming Shu smiled, and even Yan Ziqin, who rarely smiled in front of people, couldn't help laughing.Ming Shu thumped the table while laughing, and said, "If it's according to your theory, then you like to fall, you like to fall until you can't even sit down, but this is the reason?"

Du He said: "That's right, I just want to fall, I just like the pain in my butt, what's wrong!" After speaking, he also laughed, and waved his hand to beat the few people who were paralyzed on the table, telling them to accept it as soon as they are good, don't Laughed out of breath.

At this time, Wang Anshi came in again, saying that his father was in a bad condition and had gone back to rest.Behind him was still the small book basket, Yan Ziqin guessed that he must have something to show him, so he kept carrying this thing on his back.

Sure enough, Wang Anshi took out a stack of exercises from the book basket, all of which were modeled after the homework Yan Ziqin left him in the past. First, he annotated the newly learned "The Analects of Confucius", then silently wrote what he had learned before, and finally explained the principles by himself. , imitating the current Chinese to practice word selection, sentence formation, and layout.

Yan Ziqin looked at his self-study homework in the past few days, although his explanations were not to the point, but his attitude was commendable, so he praised him, and then remembered that his younger brother was still a playful child, so he couldn't help comparing the two , can only sigh secretly.

He thought that the Wu family was in a troubled time, and if he stayed there, he would not be able to help, but instead would add to the chaos, so he might as well leave, but according to the rules of etiquette, he had to meet his master before leaving, so he sent a servant to see him.

Just when Yan Ziqin and Du He went in to meet Patriarch Wu Tian, ​​Mingshu took Chunxiu together and followed Wang Anshi for a walk in the courtyard, looking around, looking at a high wall with luxuriant branches and leaves, it should be a garden, but Thinking that a person had just died in the dry well there, I felt a little conflicted in my heart and didn't dare to look around.

"Badger Lang, do you often come to visit relatives in Jinxi?" Mingshu asked indifferently.

Wang Anshi nodded, still walking ahead, passed by a small hanging flower gate in a courtyard, deliberately lowered his footsteps, made a "shh" gesture, and signaled his wife not to make a sound.

Mingshu looked at him puzzled, affected by his nervous appearance, and couldn't help lowering her steps, but who would have expected that Wang Anshi didn't look at the road, tripped over a stone, fell headlong on the ground, Shout out.

Almost at the same time, a four or five-year-old little girl flashed out of the door, with two small buns tied on her head with pearly red beards. Skirt, dress up this villain like a lovely silk doll.

"Third brother! You are here!"

The little girl walked to Wang Anshi's side with a smile and yelled. Seeing that he had fallen, she stretched out her hand to pull him up, obviously exerting all her strength, and then wiped the dust off his body with a small handkerchief pinned to her skirt, smiling all over her face. Authentic: "Third brother, are you here to play with Arjun?"

Wang Anshi had a strange expression on his face, he looked at his wife shyly, and said to Ah Qiong who was blinking in front of him with a stern face: "Cousin, you go back and play with your uncle and aunt first, I have business to do." The so-called business is to take the wife Tour everywhere.

Aqiong was still smiling at first, but his mouth became more and more flattened, and his eyes became more and more watery. Finally, he burst into tears and complained in a crying voice: "You said that you will come to play with me next time. It's been five days since I came here, and you didn't accompany me when you came here, I...I..."

Sobbing while talking, don't mention how wronged she is, Mingshu hurriedly wiped her tears, hugged her limp little body and coaxed her back and forth, "Ah, don't cry, don't cry, it's this kid who doesn't believe what he says, let him do it right now!" play with you."

Only then did Aqiong stop her tears, and silently looked at Wang Anshi's cousin, seeing that although he was a little helpless, he still held his hand and said: "Cousin, I will just go with you, but there will be no next time, don't hinder the man." Do business."

Aqiong hugged his arm, wiped away the remaining tears and said with a smile: "I know, I know, it's business to keep what you say and do what you do. I'm going to find my aunt and play on the big swing in my aunt's yard. You push me?"

"The swing is too high, it's too dangerous for you as a child to play."

"Why are you a man and I'm a child..."

The two walked away chattering, Mingshu watched from a distance, and thought: "Is this the so-called childhood sweetheart? I don't know what they will be like when they grow up."

Going back along the original road, Yan Ziqin and Du He also just came out of Wu Tian's room, and said to her: "It's almost Shenshi, and I'm afraid it will be dark on the way back to Linchuan at this time. Mr. Wu welcomes us to stay overnight. Toukou has eaten enough fodder tonight, so it’s not too late to go back tomorrow morning.”

Ming Shu made sense after thinking about it, but Du He stuck out his tongue, pulled down his sleeves, pretended to be a ghost, and said, "Someone just died here, are you afraid of ghosts?"

Ming Shuxin said that I have seen many dead people, but I have never seen a ghost, so she said: "I am not afraid of ghosts, let alone my husband is with me, Chunxiu is protecting me, but you, be careful alone!"

Du He said with a smile: "I am a martial arts practitioner. When I meet gods and kill gods, I meet ghosts and fight ghosts. What are you afraid of?" Stayed overnight, so I didn't bring a weapon, so I could only scratch my head to resolve the embarrassment.

After dividing the guest rooms into equal parts, they discovered that this is a back-shaped courtyard, with four rooms in total, east, west, north, south, and a corner door in the southwest.The rooms of Yan Ziqin and Mingshu are in the north, facing Du He’s room in the south. The east and west houses respectively live with a family of the Zeng surname who came to celebrate his birthday. His father’s name is Zeng Yizhan. The three children live in Westinghouse, all of them are very kind people, but Zeng Yizhan's complexion is blue, and his expression is a little slack. It is said that it is because of his wife Wu's new funeral. , but he lost his beloved wife, leaving only three lonely children, which is sighing.

Before returning to the room, Mingshu told Du He that the girl Xiaoqiu had died strangely. I am afraid that there is something hidden, so the murderer is probably still hiding nearby. Du He lives alone tonight. If there is something wrong, immediately shout , they will come right away.

Du He said with a smile: "Mr. Zeng is also alone, I will settle with him for one night."

Yan Ziqin said helplessly: "You're joking again, go to rest early, and leave early tomorrow morning."

The three of them went back to their rooms. That night, Mingshu and Yan Ziqin lay on the bed, planning not to extinguish the candle, so that they could raise the fire to check if there was any movement.

With the help of the flickering flames, Mingshu found a trace of white hair on Yan Ziqin's temple, and leaned on his side to help him pull it out. Yan Ziqin said that he had gray hair before, and asked the doctor, and he said it was nothing serious. It is normal to have some gray hair occasionally, don't mind it.

Mingshu joked: "I thought you were saying 'one day, it's like three autumns' to me, and you missed me so much that you gave birth to gray hair. It seems that I am being passionate."

Yan Ziqin pinched her face and said, "You're messing around again, watch me fix you up."

At first it was an ordinary squabble, but later, both of them were a little confused, Yan Ziqin looked at her smiling red lips in a daze, and was about to kiss her, but was interrupted by a loud cry.

"Ah! Help! There is a ghost!"

It's Du He's voice!

(End of this chapter)