The old man stood in place and watched the young man offer incense to his husband, and since the two people in front of him came prepared, even if he escaped from here, it would be useless.

After the young man put on the incense, he packed up the basket in his hand and walked down the mountain.

The old man didn't expect that the young man didn't come to ask him and left.

"Do you know anyone buried here?" The old man couldn't help but speak first.

"Probably know." The young man tilted his head slightly.

The old man pretended to be calm: "The ...... buried here"

Before the old man could finish his speech, the young man had already said, "He is a noble and righteous gentleman." ”

The old man's heart couldn't help but tighten.

The young man's gaze fell on the old man: "This gentleman should not be buried here. ”

The old man did not understand what the youth meant.

The young man looked to the north: "It should be higher, he can see the whole capital and know what is going on in it, maybe the gentleman doesn't care about those power struggles, but at least he can feel at ease." ”

The old man knew the meaning of the word "peace of mind", his hand trembled slightly, and the young man seemed to know everything.

When the gentleman found him and told him to take care of the affairs after his death, he was indescribably surprised, because at that time the gentleman did not look like he had any symptoms, but then the gentleman died, and a glass of poisoned wine was in his stomach, and he lay there peacefully, as if he had no worries.

After the young man finished speaking, he turned to leave, and the old man involuntarily followed behind the young man, watching the young man walk to the bottom of the mountain and turn over his horse and leave.

There weren't too many words to come and go, as if they knew that Mr. Wenxi was buried here and just wanted to come to worship, but he knew that it was not that simple, Mr. Wenxi was buried here only he knew, and they followed him here.

The old man was stunned for a moment and walked towards the village, and staggered a long way before the old man returned to his courtyard, where he began to cook as usual, and after eating, he sat in the courtyard and quietly looked at the sky above him.

He had thought about what would happen to him if things were revealed, and he didn't care about that, he was afraid that he would live up to his husband's trust in him.

Finally, the old man got up and returned to the room, removed the green brick behind the cabinet, and took out a porcelain vase and a letter in his bosom.

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door, and the old man's face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and he answered and walked slowly to the door.

The two dilapidated door panels were slowly pulled open by the old man, and he felt a little surprised, the person standing at the door was no longer the young man, but a girl with a bright face.

"Uncle," said the girl, "it's snowing outside again, can we go in and take shelter?" ”

The sky is clear, cloudless, where does the snow come from.

The old man couldn't help but laugh at the excuse the girl made, and he got out of the way: "If you don't dislike it, come in!" ”

A few people went into the house and sat down, but the house was simple and there was no pestle to sit on, and the girl sat on an earthen kang covered with bamboo mats.

The old man poured a bowl of hot water and put it in front of the girl: "There is nothing to entertain distinguished guests." ”

Before the old man's smile faded from his face, he heard a crisp voice, "Are you ready?" ”

The old man was slightly startled, but soon he nodded.

When he saw the young man on the mountain, he did not come back to his senses for a while, but now that he had thought clearly, now that he had found him, he could not hide.

Xu Qinghuan nodded to Yongye, signaling that he didn't need to be nervous. Fang Yongye was very shocked when he said that the old man was on the mountain, and now that they came to the door again, the old man's expression became natural and determined, and there was no longer any worry in his eyes, and this reaction made her even more sure that they had found the right person.

"Old man," Xu Qinghuan said, "we are investigating a case, and we just want to ask you if the gentleman you buried has left anything behind." ”

The old man's eyes were slightly distracted: "It's been fourteen years, when the village epidemic Mr. saved me, my whole family went, only the old man was left, after following Mr. into Beijing, found a place to settle down, Mr. will often come to eat tea with me, Mr. said on weekdays I don't understand, but Mr. is different from many scholars, Mr. will not look down on us rough people, he is willing to listen to us say some useless trivial things."

Then one day my husband found me...... The gentleman said that he had a great calamity, and that staying in the world would only implicate more people, so I asked me to bury him alive, preferably on a high mountain. ”

After speaking, the old man looked at the girl: "Sir said that after he went, if anyone came to me to inquire about him, if I didn't say anything, those people might catch me and interrogate me, so he left a note for me to give to the person who came to him." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Xu Qinghuan.

Xu Qinghuan slowly opened the letter in his hand, after more than ten years, the paper has begun to yellow, and there are only two words on the paper.

The old man reached into his arms again and grasped the porcelain vase tightly, and said that if the note was given to those people, and those people were still fierce, then he would have no choice but to die, so he prepared a bottle of poison.

Xu Qinghuan put away the letterhead and got up to salute the old man: "Disturb the old man." ”

Seeing the girl lead people out of the house, the old man couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The sound of the carriage faded away.

The old man stood there for a long time, and finally his palm was released, and the porcelain bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, maybe the day he was waiting for finally came.

……

In the carriage, Xu Qinghuan unfolded the letterhead in his hand again, and the two on the paper came into view again.

Xu Qinghuan put away the paper again.

She hadn't seen Mr. Wenxi when he was alive, she only knew that fourteen years after his death, she was still helping them, helping Wei Wangfu, and helping them.

Xu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief gently.

There was a sound of horses' hooves around, and then the words of Yongye came from outside: "Miss, it's the soldiers and horses of the imperial court." ”

The Xu family's carriage stopped.

"Miss Xu," a lieutenant general jumped off his horse, "the Empress Dowager summoned Miss Xu, please go to the palace immediately." ”

The palace is the place where the grandmother and her were taken to the rebellion of King Wei.

Xu Qinghuan said: "Can you have palace cards and documents?" ”

The deputy general handed the object in his hand to the Xu family steward.

Xu Qinghuan took a closer look and instructed the steward: "Follow this general forward." ”

"Is there any evidence in the eldest lady's hand?"

Before the carriage could move forward, the lieutenant asked again.

"There's no need to disturb the old man," Xu Qinghuan said, "The evidence is already with me, and when I see the people in the yamen, I will naturally hand it over." ”

The lieutenant general did not force her: "This thing is not trivial, it is related to the safety of the eldest lady, please put it away properly." ”

The carriage moved slowly.

Xu Qinghuan saw the snowflakes fluttering in the air through the curtain, and it finally began.