Jiang Zhiyi's heart trembled, and he wanted to speak, but the old female Taoist priest beside him stepped forward: "What this good man is saying, we don't understand, it's common for Taoist priests to walk around outside......"

I didn't want to say much at this point, and the two of them pulled Jiang Zhiyi to bypass Xu Qinghuan's master and servant and continue to move forward.

Xu Qinghuan turned his head to look at the backs of the two female Taoist priests, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Miss, are they murderers?" Feng Xiao said in a low voice.

"No, but they're going to be in trouble."

The girl's voice came, Jiang Zhiyi unconsciously stopped, she always felt that this girl seemed to know something.

"Miss, we are really being targeted, let's go quickly!"

Hearing Wu's mother's urging voice, Jiang Zhiyi nodded, and the two of them kept walking forward, just out of this small alley, there was a flower in front of them, and several people surrounded them, they were all dressed as yacha, and the one headed by them was the general judge of Shuntianfu who came to the Taoist temple yesterday to check the situation.

Xu Qinghuan turned around and saw this scene.

Today's Shuntianfu sentenced Huang Qinghe naturally doesn't know her, but in her previous life, she was a frequent visitor to her home, often discussing cases with Li Xu until very late, her favorite thing to eat is fried fish, and her favorite drink is the osmanthus stuffed by women, and she will get drunk after three cups.

In his previous life, Huang Qinghe was promoted to the Criminal Department, and he has been a waiter in the Criminal Department, after they went to Northern Xinjiang, Huang Qinghe would bring his wife to his home every year.

The last time was that the person Li Xu was tracking down was missing, Huang Qinghe came to the door to ask for verification, and finally went away, and fell ill soon after returning to Beijing.

On her way to Beijing, Huang Qinghe died of illness, Huang Qinghe's eldest son died of pox, and Mrs. Huang also followed her husband and son, and she rushed to Huangfu only to see three coffins.

The old people reunited, Huang Qinghe is still so young, although his official position is still low, he is full of energy, and he is determined to show his ambitions.

"Sure enough, it was expected by this official," Huang Qinghe said, "Where are you going?" ”

Jiang Zhiyi lowered his eyes and tried his best to calm down his emotions: "We are monks who have no fixed residence, but now that the weather is getting warmer, there are Dharma ceremonies in major Taoist temples, and we also go to meet the masters and chant and practice at the Fa meeting." ”

"In my opinion, this may not be the case," Huang Qinghe said, "When we came to the Taoist temple yesterday, the ground at the door was particularly clean, as if it had been washed many times, although I couldn't see anything, but I want to say that this is unwise, sometimes the evidence can not only prove the crime, but also exonerate people, and destroy the evidence at will, so you have to add a little more suspicion to yourself."

It was because of the suspicion of you that the official ordered people to continue to search for evidence around, and sure enough, he did not disappoint the official. ”

Huang Qinghe looked at the yacha beside him, and the yacha sent a blood-stained robe: "This robe is buried on the bank of the river, see if the size of this robe should be worn by a woman, can you take out the robe from the burden and let the official compare the size." ”

Jiang Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and said for a moment: "Then why not, but ...... We are not perpetrators. ”

"Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter if you say it, and it doesn't count if the official says it," Huang Qinghe said, "Only this evidence can condemn people." ”

The yacha went forward to fetch the baggage.

Jiang Zhiyi couldn't refuse, so she had to hand over the burden, her eyes fell on the bloody clothes, she knew at a glance that it was the Taoist robe she wore on weekdays, the Taoist robe was sewn by herself, and the collar and cuffs were specially added with an extra layer of fabric, so as not to wear out too much on weekdays.

After a while, the yacha stepped forward and said, "My lord, this blood-stained Taoist robe is the same as what this female Taoist priest wears on weekdays. ”

Seeing this, the old Dao Gu hurriedly said: "My lord, we lost a Taoist robe yesterday, and someone must be trying to frame us." ”

Huang Qinghe raised his chin: "Yesterday, the official came to ask you, there have been unusual things in the past two days, why don't you say it?" If you are innocent, why are you leaving in a hurry today, and if the official does not find this robe in time, where will he find you? ”

said that he didn't listen to the old Taoist aunt's defense, and instructed the yacha: "Put people in prison for interrogation to see what they are still hiding." ”

Seeing the yacha come forward, Jiang Zhi recalled: "The two of us are women, and we haven't been convicted yet, so we don't need to wear torture instruments, you want to take us to the prison for questioning, and we'll go with you." ”

Huang Qinghe nodded: "That's the best." ”

Yacha left with two Taoist aunts, Huang Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and was about to go to the Taoist temple again to look for evidence, but saw a girl put down the fence on her head and walked out of the alley with people, and when she passed by him, she seemed to sigh.

There was a hint of disappointment.

Huang Qinghe's heart sank, and he immediately recalled what he had just said, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

"My lord, my lord, should we go to the Taoist temple?"

"Go," Huang Qinghe said immediately, "Naturally, I want to go." "Handle the case earlier, and when he goes back in the evening, he still has to serve the old lady, but now there is no one at home, and I don't know what happened to the old lady.

Huang Qinghe got rid of distracting thoughts and led people to the Taoist temple.

……

"Miss, let's just leave like this?" Feng Xiao looked at the clear river, a little reluctant, she hadn't gone to the water's edge to take care of her appearance.

"What are you doing here if you don't leave? The boss of the boat said clearly, the second master Sun rented the boat at dusk the day before yesterday. ”

"So what?"

"So the murder happened when it was dark."

Feng Xiao's eyes lit up when she heard this: "What does the eldest lady mean, do you want to come to the flower boat at night?" ”

"I'm not coming," Xu Qinghuan said, "I'm going to let my brother come." ”

Feng Xiao shouted in surprise: "Isn't the prince going to have his leg broken." ”

……

Late at night, the lanterns on both sides of the river are lit and hung up, several big boats begin to go down the river, the tune of the flower girl floats out from the boat, and the whole river is covered with a layer of sweet aroma, which makes people intoxicated when you take a breath.

The little guy who sells wine holds a small boat skillfully swims on the river, a jar of wine is sent to the boat, with the aroma of wine, the prosperity of the Bishui River reaches its peak, and then the end of the song is scattered, the people who are full of wine and food begin to leave, some people are carried away by their families, and there are also three or five friends to help each other.

There are also some people who are still unsatisfied with the wine, so they hold up a boat to sell a few jugs of wine and float themselves on the river, so after the flower boat leaves, you can see a few small boats parked there.

A lantern began to go out, and there was a sound of humming tunes from the boat, and the son of a family was still immersed in the excitement of Fangcai, and a gust of wind blew a few empty wine bottles on the bow of the boat to be blown down the river, and the people on the shore were startled with a "poof".

The girl who was waiting in the corner took a step forward with some worry, but found that a figure was standing on the shore at some point.

When this person came over, he had already been discovered by Uncle Lei, but this person was too good and disappeared in front of him in a blink of an eye, and it was not easy for him to catch up.

"It's me."

Before Uncle Lei made a sound, Song Chengxuan turned his head, the moonlight reflected his clear eyes, his sideburns were like knives, and his eyebrows were like ink paintings, he was naturally a handsome young man, but his whole body was like being immersed in frost, with a cold air that rejected people, which made people feel afraid when they saw it.

"Lord Song, such a coincidence." Xu Qinghuan said with a smile.

Before Song Chengxuan could speak, the pleasant voice sounded again: "Lord Song doesn't want to experience the beauty of this cruise ship for himself, right?" By the way, it is inferred that something happened to the second master Sun that day, then Lord Song is afraid that he will be disappointed. ”

There was a faint smell of alcohol on him, and he might have been on a certain flower boat, but it was a pity that his cold temperament would scare people away wherever he went, and he really couldn't fit into the scene in front of him.

is not like his brother, who is obviously making a show to attract people, but she thinks that her brother is really doing a fake show and is already drunk, which makes her worry.

Song Chengxuan didn't speak, just looked at her fixedly, she seemed to be joking, but she guessed what he did tonight.

Except, he would stand in front of her.

"Here we are." Uncle Lei shouted.

Song Chengxuan and Qing Huan both looked into the river, and they couldn't see anything on the river, but the waves on the river seemed to be bigger.

It is not difficult to guess that someone is in the water and is slowly approaching the boat that Xu Qing'an is on.

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