The Golden Hairpin

But seeing Zhou Ziqin saying this, she had to say: "I think... it's impossible. After all, how did Princess Tongchang know that there is such a painting in Zhang Erge's house?"

"Besides, what does it matter even if there is such a painting? This painting was painted by the first emperor and not by Zhang Erge, right?" Zhou Ziqin slapped the table boldly and stood up, "No! I have to Go to Wang Yun Pingli!"

Huang Zixia almost fell under his jumping thinking: "What's the matter with Wang Yun again?"

"Wang Yun is in charge of the Defense Department! Dali Temple is making trouble for the people below him, how can he not stand up for Brother Zhang? Besides, didn't he just lose a painting? It was his own painting that was lost, and not From the Dali Temple, according to which law did Dali Temple force Brother Zhang to find it out? Which one did the Defense Department ask Brother Zhang to find at home before going to Yingmao?"

Huang Zixian gave him a helpless look: "When the government is investigating the case, no matter the princes or the ordinary people, all must cooperate. The painting of Zhang Erge may be really related to the case, so even if the Dali Temple asks him to find it immediately, it is justified."

Zhou Ziqin lay on the table, with a weak expression on his face: "I know... it's because of Zhang Er brother's embarrassment! It was so easy that Zhang Er brother entered the Beijing Defense Department, and we haven't gone to Duan Ruitang to expose the arrogant medicine. The old man is showing off, why is this messing up again? I said Brother Zhang, do you need to go to the temple to burn incense recently? Why do you always seem to be in bad luck..."

Before he could finish his words, Huang Zixia gave him a fierce look. At a glance, he saw the tears that had been spinning in Di Cui's eyes rolling down again, and quickly raised his hand to himself, and stopped talking.

Huang Zixia stood up: "Okay, let's go and look at the cabinet with paintings in your house."

Zhang Xingying said hurriedly, "Okay."

Several people stood up, entered the inner hall, and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

The cabinet where the painting was placed was at the entrance of the stairs. There was a rusty lock hanging on the cabinet. Zhang Xingying opened the cabinet next to it. There were piles of messy things, such as wooden boxes, grasshopper cages, and dry chimneys.

Zhang Xingying poured out a key from the dry chimney and opened the cabinet to show them.

There are also a lot of things inside, a few pieces of cloth, two pieces of money, and some scattered medicinal materials underneath. There was a long wooden box with scrolls on it, but there was nothing in it.

Zhang Xingying pointed to the wooden box and said, "When the people from Dali Temple came over, I opened the cabinet and that was it."

Huang Zixian looked at this neat and tidy thing, and asked, "When was the painting stolen, and are there any other lost things?"

"I don't know, I put it away after I showed you that day, and then I never opened this cabinet again. Nothing else in the cabinet was lost. Even the box was covered as it was, but the one was missing. painting."

Huang Zixian frowned, sighed, motioned to him to lock the cabinet, and then said, "Second Brother Zhang, I see."

Zhang Xingying opened his eyes in amazement and asked, "What? Do you already know where the paintings in my house go?"

"I think, maybe in the afternoon or tomorrow, it will come back by itself." Her gaze fell on Di Cui's body. Seeing her stiffly avoiding her gaze, she whispered again, "I think, Zhang Second brother, you are such a good person, even a woman who has fainted on the mountain, will take it home for help; you are honest and don’t care about the past of people around you; you’re eager for everyone, I think, you The people around you will certainly be grateful for your kindness, and God will make you perfect and let the painting come back as soon as possible. Otherwise, the person who steals the painting may lose his most precious things, and at the same time he will be conscientious. condemn."

Zhang Xingying was inexplicable and only asked: "You mean, I don't need to look for it. Will that painting come back by myself?"

"Well, I think so."

Huang Zixia said, turned around and went downstairs, only saying: "This painting will do this first, and I will ask you about the rest."

Zhou Ziqin was anxious, and hurriedly asked: "Chonggu, what should I do with Brother Zhang's troubles? What should I do at Dali Temple? On the side of Wang Yun, the defense secretary of the capital, you should speak good things, or I should deal with them? Do you really look at Brother Zhang in trouble, and you will be exploited and squeezed in Duan Ruitang?"

Huang Zixia didn't even look at him, and only said, "Zi Qin, this painting is just one of our intentions. In fact, I have more important things to ask Brother Zhang. You first take out this book and write it down carefully. "

"Okay..." Zhou Ziqin immediately obediently took out the pen and ink from the horse's rucksack.

"Second Brother Zhang, I currently have three cases related to Princess Mansion."

Huang Zixia was straight to the point, sitting opposite him, and regardless of his embarrassed expression, just said: "The first case was the burning of Wei Ximin, an **** in the Princess's Mansion, in Jianfu Temple. At that time, Brother Zhang, you were in the temple, and When the candle exploded and burned Wei Ximin, you were next to him."

Zhang Xingying tensed her chin and nodded barely.

"The second one was on the horse field of the Department of Defense. During the kicking game. The consort Wei was injured in the fall, and you were on the field, playing with him."

Zhang Xingying nodded again and said nothing.

"The third one is the death of Sun Laizi. It is estimated that his death time was around noon, and at that time, you were in Daningfang---it happened to be seen by a few old ladies in the corner."

Zhou Ziqin, who had been struggling to write quickly, finally stopped writing at this time and looked at Zhang Xingying in disbelief.

Zhang Xingying opened his mouth, and finally said, "I...I don't know why it was so coincidental... Actually, I went to Daningfang, and I didn't do anything, really! I heard people in Beijing laugh and say, Sun Leizi locked himself in the iron bucket, so I went to look at Sun Leizi's house..."

"You braved the high noon sun and walked through the entire Chang'an City from west to east just to see Sun Laizi's joke?" Huang Zixia asked coldly.

Zhang Xingying was obviously stunned by her indifferent expression. She didn't expect Huang Zixian to question him like this. After a long time, she gritted her teeth and said, "I was... with a knife on my body."

Zhou Ziqin was at a loss, holding the pen in a daze, Huang Zixian glanced at him, he quickly lowered his head, and quickly wrote down what Zhang Xingying had said on the paper.

"I was going to kill Sun Laizi, but when I arrived there at noon, I found that Sun Laizi’s home was indeed very strict. It was really like an iron bucket. I had no way to get in... So, I had nothing. Do it, I'm back."

"Why go to Sun Laizi?"

"Because, in the chaos at Jianfu Temple... When Di Cui's veil was squeezed off, I protected her. I was squeezed to the wall by the crowd. I raised my hands and held her in my arms. , The two stayed there... But, at this moment, Sun Leizi, he was actually at Jianfu Temple, and he was also crowded by the crowds beside us..." Zhang Xingying murmured, with a jump in his eyes. There has never been a flame before. At this moment, this man who has always been simple and generous reveals the resentment that is deep in his heart, allowing them to discover that no matter how taciturn people, there are times when they desperately want to strangle their enemies. .

Di Cui's hand was tightly clenched into a fist and pressed against his chest, breathing hard. She shed too many tears and her eyes were already red and swollen. At this time, she could only close her eyes forcefully, and forcefully suppress her sobbing with the greatest strength.

"Sun Feizi... saw Adi, saw her being guarded by me..." Zhang Xingying's chest rose and fell sharply, and he could hardly speak because of his anger. "He looked at Adi's eyes, just like a poisonous snake... ... he looked at us, suddenly laughed, triumphant... he said, he said..."

Zhang Xingying finally couldn't speak, he lowered his head and gritted his teeth, the lines on his face almost looked hideous.

"He said, the shoes that I wore from the leper are still picked up and worn."

Di Cui's voice was extremely low and low, and his voice was hoarse and dry, but he finally said it.

In her red eyes, bloodshots burst out, and the eyes were so wide that she was like the Sun Leizi standing in front of her, and she wanted to pounce on him, and she was reconciled to pluck off the flesh of his body alive.

Huang Zixia only felt that a hot fire burned her forehead, causing her to be a fire on her body in this hot weather. Step into the mud.

Zhou Ziqin threw the pen on the table beside her, cursing in a low voice, "Damn! Look at Lao Tzu's corpse!"

Huang Zixian took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart, and reminded Zhou Ziqin in a low voice: "Zi Qin, remember, don't be distracted."

Zhou Ziqin picked up the pen depressed and said, "Chonggu, I really admire you, I can stand it."

"When investigating a case, you are most afraid of substituting yourself. Always be on the sidelines and jump outside to see the situation." She said, and said to Zhang Xingying and Di Cui, "Two calm down, this Sun Leizi... is naturally the best of animals. I don’t know how Brother Zhang reacted at the time?"

Zhang Xingying gritted his teeth and said: "I couldn't wait to go up and beat him to death! It's a pity that the temple was chaotic and crowded. I couldn't squeeze by him at all. I could only watch him leave with a smug smile!"

Huang Zixia turned to ask Di Cui: "At that time, Brother Zhang was so angry, do you have any feelings?"

Di Cui shook his head slowly, pressed her bounced temples hard, and said with difficulty: "I...I just thought I was dead, I couldn't see or hear anything. What did Brother Zhang do... I almost didn't feel it. Later, Brother Zhang helped me back all the way...I don't even know how I came back all the way..."

"At that time, Brother Zhang, you already knew Ah Di's true identity and what happened to her, and even more so, she suffered not only because of Sun Feizi, but also because of Wei Ximin, right? "

Faced with Huang Zixian's inquiry, Zhang Xingying was taken aback for a moment, unable to speak.

Zhou Ziqin said: "The second brother Zhang told me last time that he didn't know about Di Cui before, and the reason for the princess mansion was in it."

"Second Brother Zhang is lying, isn't it?" Huang Zixia got up and went to the small cage on Fusha to take out the materials of Dali Temple, and showed them the one inside.

"Second Brother Zhang, you said to Zi Qin that when Wei Ximin was burned to death, you didn't know that he was Wei Ximin, and you didn't see how Wei Ximin burned it—right?"

Zhang Xingying nodded silently and did not speak.

"But, unfortunately, the people at Dali Temple happened to find a trivial matter in the Princess's Mansion. A few days before Jianfu Temple, the pill that the princess had been taking was approaching, and the medicines used in the hospital were too close. It happened to be lacking in blindness. So Wei Ximin, the most clever **** next to the princess, personally ran to several large pharmacies in the capital to find the medicine for the princess-and after returning home, he told others that now all the pharmacies in the capital Duan Ruitang can be regarded as the number one. The vast expanse of pharmacy, as well as the folks who turn the medicinal materials, are really unmatched by others."

Zhang Xingying sat there, motionless, even his eyes were fixed on the stone table without turning.

"The **** from Tongchang Princess Mansion, came to the drying market to find the medicine in person, and watched you look through the medicinal materials. Wouldn't you remember? Wouldn't you inquire, or someone else would take the initiative to tell you, who is he in the Princess Mansion? ?"

Zhou Ziqin looked at Zhang Xingying in amazement, with a face wrinkled like dried dates: "Second Brother Zhang, you are so loyal and honest... will you lie to me?"

"More than that." Huang Zixia stared at Zhang Xingying motionlessly, and said again, "Second Brother Zhang, you already knew that Wei Ximin was one of the instigators who made Di Cui so miserable, didn't he?"