The Golden Hairpin

In front of Chongrenfang Zhoufu, Huang Zixian knocked on the door. The doorman opened the door and came out.

"Uncle, please tell me your little master, and say that my surname is Yang."

The uncle who opened the door hurried out, and several other people asked Huang Zixia to sit down and poured tea. Huang Zixia drank tea and sat and listened to them chatting.

"Are everything packed?"

"Well, it's only one month since the date of leaving Beijing set by the master. Everything has to be cleaned up."

"But Young Master doesn't seem to be too excited recently."

"Yes, the young master was appointed by the emperor to catch the head of Sichuan and Shu some time ago. Hasn't he been overjoyed and rejoiced? Why didn't he even get out of the door all at once and was bored in the room?"

Several people were talking, and the little young master Zhou Ziqin who had been silent for a long time in their mouths even ran and jumped out: "Chonggu, you are here!"

"Little Master!" The concierges quickly stood up and greeted.

"Go ahead." Zhou Ziqin waved at random, only grabbing Huang Zixian and asked, "Is there any new development in the case? Isn't it?"

Huang Zixian shook her head and said, "I just want to discuss it with you."

"Come in." He took her hand and ran inside quickly, "I heard, because the weather is getting hot, the corpse is too embarrassing. , So the queen personally confessed to the king's family, and has decided not to wait for the first seven days, and will be mourned immediately after three days."

"Yeah." Huang Zixia and him sat down in the room before whispering, "So we'd better find out the truth within three days, otherwise the corpse will be buried, and the investigation will be even more troublesome."

"So, the beggars I killed are still clueless..." Zhou Ziqin said frustrated. "But, how can such a complicated case be investigated in three days? Even Huang Zixia, whom I admire most. When it comes, it may not be possible to settle this case..."

The corners of Huang Zixian’s lips twitched invisibly, and coughed dryly and said, “However, King Kui said that if the truth cannot be found within three days, then the only thing to do is to disclose in advance that the corpse is not Wang Ruo. As long as the coffin is not covered, there will be no conclusion, and we can still buy time to continue the investigation."

"Check...how to check, where to start, where the clue was at the beginning, I have no clue..." Zhou Ziqin grabbed his hair and lay on the table in distress, "Ah...it would be fine if Huang Zixian was there at this time. , She will be able to quickly find the most valuable point and check it down..."

Huang Zixia felt that the corners of her mouth must be twitching again. She managed to control her emotions and tapped the corner of the table: "Well, Wang Kui and I have already rationalized the case and proposed a direction that we urgently need to look for now."

"Which direction?" Zhou Ziqin raised his head.

"Jing Yi has gone to Xuzhou to investigate the disappearance of Pang Xun's arrow. If it is then clear why the arrow that King Kui shot and killed Pang Xun appeared in Xianyou Temple, it may also become an important clue in this case. As she said, she took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table in front of her, "and this is the clue I want to pursue."

"Silver ingot? Or half?" Zhou Ziqin took the silver ingot, turned over and looked at the words on it, and asked, "Are you short of money? I'm lending you!"

Huang Zixian was speechless, pointing to the words behind the silver ingot: "Look at this."

"Deputy envoy Liang Weidong... Neiku envoy Zhang Junyi, casting silver two." He read, puzzled, "No problem, right?"

"However, none of the silver ingots cast in the inner library over the years have the names of these two people."

"Privately cast? Or is it fake?"

"Privately cast, of course, will cast the name of the owner, why do you want to pretend to be Neiku? It is not fake, but absolutely real silver." Huang Zixia squeezed the ingot of silver, looked at him sternly, and said, "The most important thing. The thing is, this half of the silver ingot was discovered in the East Pavilion when Wang Ruo disappeared. Lord Kui and I found it in the East Pavilion. It was covered by an inverted tea cup and placed on the table. Lord Kui discovered it while drinking tea. NS."

Zhou Ziqin said happily: "Prince Kui is indeed a member of my generation. He can drink tea leisurely next to the **** corpse. I have seen the big picture."

"At that time, the female body hadn't appeared yet, and Wang Ruo had only been missing for a while." Huang Zixia couldn't help reminding him.

Zhou Ziqin didn't care about these details at all. He held the silver ingot in his hand and asked, "So, according to your idea, where should we go next?"

"Of course, I went to the staff department to check the names of officials over the years to see if these two people can be found in the records."

The governor on duty today pinched the note Huang Zixian handed over, and looked at the two names "Liang Weidong and Zhang Junyi" on it, his face was so bitter that he almost dripped with Huanglian juice: "Two, I suggest you don't wait. It’s good luck to find it in ten days and a half months."

"Ten days and a half months?" Zhou Ziqin was dumbfounded, "Does it take so long?"

The governor raised his hand and pointed to the seven rooms on the two floors in front of him: "Here, there is the archive of official rosters over the years. A row of archives rooms, because they couldn't fit it, three rows of exactly the same were expanded in the back."

"..." The two stood there, thinking that this was indeed not the answer.

"What to do? Is there any way to quickly screen out the people we want to find from so many materials?" Zhou Ziqin asked.

Huang Zixia thought for a while, then suddenly walked towards the governor and said, "Thank you for helping me find the official archives of Xuzhou in the past ten years."

"Xuzhou? There are probably not too many official information in places like this." The governor said, calling a small official over, and the small official took them to the fourth room in the second row, opened the door and said: "This is the past. Information on officials who came to Xuzhou."

Zhou Ziqin looked at the rows of bookshelves filled with stunned eyes. The bookshelves and the bookshelves were so squeezed that no one could walk in. He murmured, "It still feels like... the project is huge..."

"Thank you, I'll look for it first." Huang Zi Xia left a word, already raised her leg and entered the room.

Zhou Ziqin saw that she went straight to the official archives of Xiantong nine years ago, took the large pile of materials from the early years of the middle school from the shelf, and quickly opened it to the pseudo-officials conferred by Pang Xun and the imperial court for disposal.

The room was a bit gloomy, and the dust was flying lightly in the sunlight shining in from the window. Zhou Ziqin turned her head and looked at her. Her face that had been painted with yellow powder was faded by the sun, and she looked flawless in the dust, and her long, thick eyelashes covered those spring dew-like eyes like butterfly wings.

He was stunned for a while, thinking, Yang Chonggu should have cast out at a very young age, otherwise, how could it be so clear, there is a kind of softness emanating from the inside of the bones. Over the years, he has seen many eunuchs who are as soft as good women, but judging from his research on various human bones, he always feels that Yang Chonggu’s body has a completely different feeling—he looked at the roundness. His jaw, slender neck, and softly shaved shoulders thought, if one day Yang Chonggu had only one skeleton left, he would definitely treat his bones as a woman.

No wonder there are rumors in Beijing that Yang Chonggu is the new favorite of King Kui, and he will be in the same car when he goes out, and he will be in the same house when he goes in...

Immediately, he hurriedly forcibly stopped himself from making any associations between the little **** and the king, and hurriedly picked up the pile of data from the middle and old years and flipped through the records above.

There was no sound in the room for a while, only the sound of rustling books was heard. In the silence, Zhou Ziqin couldn't help turning his head to look at Huang Zixia again. I saw her fingers slid all the way to the right, swept across a person’s name and regulations in ten lines, and finally stopped at one place with her fingertips, looked back and forth again, let out a sigh of relief, and handed the booklet in her hand to him. In front of him, say: "Look."

Zhou Ziqin looked at it and saw that it said—

Pang Xun set up the internal library and awarded pseudo-officials: the chief envoy of the internal library was Zhang Junyi, and the deputy envoys were Lu Yuxin, Deng Yunxi, Liang Weidong, Song Kuo, and Ni Chufa. King Kui withdrew, melted all privately cast gold and silver ingots, and belonged to the inner library.

Huang Zixian looked up at him and said, "It seems that the silver ingot was cast privately when Pang Xun tried to become king."

When Zhou Ziqin photographed the book, he yelled in surprise and joy, regardless of the dust that he was photographing, "It turns out that this matter is the ghost of Pang Xun's reigning evil!"

"However, even if it is Pang Xun's resignation, why do you want to leave silver ingots if you don't take anything bad?"

"Does it mean leaving money for life?" Zhou Ziqin touched his chin thoughtfully, "but how could it be possible that a princess is only worth ten taels of silver?"

Huang Zixia ignored him and borrowed paper and pen to transcribe the passage, saying: "Anyway, it is a clue anyway, please report it to the lord first."

Zhou Ziqin walked out of the staff with her. It was almost noon. Zhou Ziqin touched his stomach and said, "Oh, I'm so hungry, Chonggu, I will invite you to dinner!"

Huang Zixia hesitated slightly, and said, "I still have to go back to the king as soon as possible..."

"The prince has several jobs and is so busy every day. How could he be waiting for you in the mansion before the time to leave the office?" Zhou Ziqin said, taking her hand involuntarily, and heading to the West Market, "Come on. , I know a very delicious restaurant, where the owner's beef is so delicious! Do you know why? Because he cuts the beef according to the texture of the meat and meticulously cuts it horizontally. The taste is especially delicious when cooked! For this meat, I think that when killing poultry and livestock is the same as when killing people, the knife is also very particular. If you cut the muscle texture horizontally, the wound will open up like a stick-stemmed begonia, and if you follow the texture vertically If it is split, the wound will flow smoothly, and the blood will flow very smoothly, without splashing everywhere..."

"Blood splatter and not splatter, mainly depends on whether the meridians have been cut." Huang Zixian interrupted him, adding, "If you mention a word like flesh and blood, I won't eat it."

"What about viscera or something?"

Huang Zixia immediately turned around to leave, Zhou Ziqin quickly pulled her shoulder back and said, "Alright, alright, I swear, I won't mention it!"