After Fang Xu dispersed, he had dinner at home, and he didn't read books and review books like usual, but walked out of the back door with two Chang Sui.

After walking through two alleys, he was greeted by a tall middle-aged man with a knife.

"Zhou Hai, if you want me to look at the actual situation, it's almost the same." Fang Xu said, "My eyelids have been beating all the time these days, and my heart is panicking like something is going to happen." ”

"Are you doing your business properly?"

Zhou Haidao: "My lord, don't worry, there is a Lin Congbiao next to the villain, and his tricks are unparalleled in the world, which will inevitably make Song Shi'an speechless." ”

"That's good, I won't tell you more, so as not to be discovered." Fang Xu said, "You do something, everything will be implemented according to plan." ”

Zhou Hai should be, seeing Fang Xu go home, Lin Congbiao came out of the shadows, and said while walking with Zhou Hai: "Uncle, I always feel that there is a problem with Song Shi'an's incident in Yongchun Teahouse yesterday, he has always had a clear purpose when investigating the case. ”

Zhou Haidao: "No matter what his purpose is, if he doesn't know, he doesn't know, unless he is an immortal." ”

Lin Congbiao was right to think about it.

"Then wait and see him ruined."

The two walked along the alley towards Dali Temple.

Song Ning didn't go home at the moment, but stood in Tong Ji's tailor's shop, looking at Tong Chunniang.

The candlelight flickered, and the woman in front of her was so beautiful and delicate that it was difficult to tell from her appearance whether she was in her early twenties or close to thirty.

No wonder Lu Miaomiao runs here every day.

A beautiful woman always makes people forget the world, as if enjoying the beautiful scenery.

"Your Excellency!" Tong Chunniang trembled her hands, rolled up her sleeves, and said, "Look! ”

Song Ning lowered his eyes and looked at her rolled up sleeves. The sleeves are double-layered inside and out, and the thread is not visible on the outside, but there is a small yellow flower embroidered inside, which is very delicate and small, which makes people love.

"Well, how do you say that?" Song Ning asked her.

Tong Chunniang burst into tears, knelt in front of Song Ning, and said, "The folk woman Tong Chunniang, twenty-eight years old this year, is from Pingjiang Mansion. There is a neighbor named Mu Yan next door to the woman's house, he and I were born in the same year and month, we grew up together, studied together, played together, and our parents saw that we were close, and when we were eight years old, they helped us decide on a marriage. ”

"Brother Yan is handsome, but anyone who sees us will praise a golden boy and a girl."

"We think so too. It wasn't until he was fourteen years old that Brother Yan was admitted to Xiu before he entered the house to study, and he met a son from the capital, who often mentioned this son to me, saying that he was unparalleled in the world. ”

"I was learning Suzhou embroidery with my master at that time, and it was a critical period, and I didn't have the energy to pay attention to the son he said. And that son only stayed in Pingjiang Mansion for more than a month and left, I remember Brother Yan said that the other party came to inspect the school, originally Nanzhili walked for a month, but because of Brother Yan, he stayed in Pingjiang Mansion for an extra month. ”

"After that son left, he often exchanged letters with Brother Yan."

At the beginning of the second year, Brother Yan said that he went north to study, and the son helped him arrange for him to enter the country. The family was very happy and readily agreed. We are originally a family of merchants, although we have a few coins, but there is no way, Brother Yan has such a relationship, we can only be happy. ”

Tong Chunniang wiped her tears, and the more she spoke, the calmer her voice became, and she said, "After Brother Yan arrived in the capital, he lived in the other courtyard of that son. ”

"In the first two months, he also wrote to me about how he and the son were doing, some details. In some letters, it was a little lonely, and I didn't mention the son, and I thought it was strange. ”

"In this way, his last letter came to me on the second day of April of that year, and neither I nor my parents received any more letters from him for the next six months."

The next year, his father and brother came to the capital to find someone. No one has ever seen a man named Mu Yan, and there are no such students in Guozijian. ”

"The family grew desperate. But I didn't give up, I combed my hair and married myself, took the letter he sent me, and went north to the capital alone. When I arrived, it was the spring of the fifteenth year of Tianquan, which was similar to the time when he came to the capital. ”

Song Ning helped her up: "Sit and say, I'm listening." ”

Lu Miaomiao and Lu Qingqing sat at the door and listened, while Qiao Si guarded the courtyard door.

Tong Chunniang sat up and took out three letters from her arms and placed them on the table.

The letter paper and ink look some years old, and the edges of the paper are cracked and then patched up, apparently often seen.

"I can't find him, I don't know him well. I took three of the letters he had given me, and according to the view he had described around the house at that time, I found the place where he lived, which was the prince's courtyard. ”

"The yard in front of the door is very high, how high, there are two people high...... Tong Chunniang held the first letter and read the surrounding scenery described to her by Mu Yan back then, "But standing in the yard, you can see four magnolia trees, although I have seen it, but it is the first time I have seen such a lush magnolia." ”

Tong Chunniang continued to read the letter: "In addition to the magnolia, you can also see the mountain, and there are cuckoos on the mountain. Lan Shi said to accompany me into the mountains to see the cuckoo, but he has been very busy, I have been here for ten days but only see him once, I read every day, I just sit in the yard in a daze, looking at the four magnolia trees, once a petal fell, it actually fell on my face, the child who served me said that my face and the petals reflect each other. ”

Tong Chunniang put down the letter and looked up at Song Ning: "The woman has been looking for half a month, and she has searched all the courtyards of the nobles in the city, and finally found it." ”

"Also...... I inquired about which son's cousin in Beijing was called Lanshi. ”

Song Ning brushed off his official robe, sat down opposite her, and bowed slightly: "You go on." ”

"Uh-huh, then, did you find Lanshi?" Lu Miaomiao asked her curiously, "Could it be that Mu Yan was killed by Lan Shi?" ”

Tong Chunniang looked at Lu Miaomiao and nodded: "When I went to report to the government, I found a faded portrait on the wall, and it was not clear what I was exposed to, but I thought it was Brother Yan." ”

So, I paid off the officers of the torture hall and showed me the evidence in that case. I left a surviving portrait inside. ”

Tong Chunniang entered the room and took a stack of portraits.

"This one is a portrait from the Torture Hall, and the others are painted by me."

"Brother Yan has been living in another courtyard since he arrived in the capital, he doesn't know others, and the murderer only sees it as Lan Shi."

Song Ning took the portrait and said, "No wonder Lei Song kept saying that he remembered that there was a portrait left in the box, and it turned out that you took it." ”

Song Ning looked at the portrait, which was painted as a young man of fifteen, four, or sixteen, with long eyebrows and apricot eyes, and a handsome face, which was indeed very handsome.

"Everyone says I'm beautiful, but in fact, Brother Yan is more beautiful than me." Tong Chunniang said, "To say something offensive, once I saw Prince Qi, Brother Yan and Prince Qi are a little similar, especially the chin, but Prince Qi is more robust and upright." ”

Lu Miaomiao and Lu Qingqing both came up to watch.

"It's very beautiful." Lu Miaomiao said, "But like the words of the prince, I didn't see it." ”

Tong Chunniang said: "Good-looking people are always similar." ”

"There's a little bit of truth to that." Lu Miaomiao nodded.

Song Ning put down the portrait and asked her, "So what...... What else did you find? ”

"No more. I found a house here and opened a shop here. Some people say that the ownerless ghosts who have been unjustly killed, persecuted, and unable to enter the ancestral grave cannot be reincarnated, I think I am here, and after Brother Yan knows, he will come here. ”

She looked around the room and said softly, "I'm here to accompany him, and he's not lonely!" ”

The room was quiet for a while, and Tong Chunniang suddenly looked at Song Ning: "My lord, you ...... Is this case really going to be reopened? ”

"Do you want to recheck it now?"

"Do you know who Lanshi is? Do you know who that annex belongs to? ”

Tong Chunniang asked Song Ning.

Song Ning glanced at her and didn't answer her.

But picking up Mu Yan's second letter to Tong Chunniang, the tone of this letter was very cheerful, saying that he went to see the cuckoos, and the colors in the mountains were light and beautiful. He didn't mention Lan Shi Gongzi in this letter, but the poems he wrote about the fifteen nights of enjoying the moon and enjoying the mountains and rivers were not done by one person, and between the lines was the joy and joy of getting along with Lan Shi Gongzi.

The third letter was a little lonely again, the magnolia flowers withered, and he began to miss the Qionghua at home, and if he went back now, he should still be able to see the cluster of yellow chrysanthemums that bloomed behind the house in autumn.

The last letter was brief, revealing the mood of wanting to go home and missing home.

"Young people's emotions are always difficult to control." Tong Chunniang said suddenly.

Song Ning looked at her and asked, "What do you say?" ”

"Adults are smart people, when you were seventeen years old, you were the champion and became famous all over the world, and you knew how to control and command others. But fifteen-year-old Brother Yan is very stupid. He didn't understand anything, he just wanted to be with the people he admired and respected. ”

Tong Chunniang lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes left a dark and long shadow under the coercion of the dim candlelight.

Lu Miaomiao wanted to speak, but Lu Qingqing covered her mouth.

"My lord, are you still checking?" Tong Chunniang asked Song Ning again.

Song Ning folded the letter, returned it to Tong Chunniang, and said, "Check!" No one's life should be lost or ended in vain. ”

Tong Chunniang was shocked.

Song Ning said again: "Moreover, Mu Yan's death is also related to the life of another man. ”

"When Mu Yan was fifteen years old, another sixteen-year-old boy was just as silly as he was, and he admired talented people." Song Ning said.

Tong Chunniang stood up and looked at Song Ning nervously: "I, can I help in any way?" ”

"You live well, don't tell anyone about tonight." Song Ning said, "Don't worry, there is always a way with me." ”

Tong Chunniang knelt down excitedly and kowtowed to Song Ning.

"My lord, although the women want an explanation, but the lives of adults are more important, even if there is no explanation, it doesn't matter."

Song Ning bowed his head: "I know, I'm afraid of death and spare my life." ”

Song Ning went out of the tailor shop, Lu Qingqing and Lu Miaomiao followed, Qiao Si saw them open the door and left together, Tong Chunniang tied the door, went back to the room to open the Buddhist shrine and continued the incense, silently reciting the scriptures.

"Bodhisattva, Lord Xiao Song is a good official and a good person, please bless Lord Xiao Song with peace and joy, and a smooth life!"

"If it can come true, the believer is willing to become a nun and serve you all her life."

"Bodhisattva bless."

"Bless!"