The Golden Hairpin

And Master Mu Shan also seemed to feel his gaffe, but he didn't know how to conceal it for a while, so he could only ask hastily: "This...what is this?"

Huang Zixia asked first: "Has the mage seen this before?"

Mage Mu Shan hesitated, knowing that his reaction just now couldn't deceive people after all, and could only say: "Yes, this is the property of Judge Qi, I have seen it before."

"Ah? So the master also knows this thing?" Zhou Ziqin said quickly, "This is an exhibit we found in this case. When judge Qi was alive, he said that the deceased's thing might be unclean. Let us come. Find a Zen master to purify this thing with magic power. The two of me are here today, mainly for this matter."

Master Mu Shan looked at him, then looked at the bracelet, and stopped talking.

Huang Zixia asked: "Mage, is it possible to purify this thing?"

Master Mu Shan shook his head and said: "This thing... is ominous, and it is useless to purify it. It is better to be buried in the tomb of Huang Junshou's wife, and it is over."

Zhou Ziqin was still at a loss, but Huang Zixian slowly asked: "It turns out that the mage knew that this thing belonged to Huang Zixian? I wonder if the judge Qi told you?"

Master Mu Shan hesitated and said: "It's the right person who caught the head and said that this case is involved..."

"I'm talking about the case of martyrdom in Songhuali, and judge Qi bought this bracelet again. We are puzzled..." Zhou Ziqin stared and asked, "And how does the master know that this bracelet belongs to Huang Zixia? Is it Huang Jun? The Shoujia case is related to this bracelet?"

"This..." Mage Mu Shan suddenly lost his tongue, unable to speak.

Huang Zixia said with a serious face: "Although the old Zen master is a member of Buddhism, but the government handles the case, he also asks the Zen master to tell the truth and answer questions for me. Otherwise, we are afraid that we will misunderstand the reasons and cause the master to get involved."

Master Mu Shan's two upside-down eyebrows drooped further, with a frowning look: "Yes... the old monk doesn't talk about it, you two just ask."

Huang Zixia asked first: "When did the mage see this bracelet? How did you know that this bracelet is related to Huang Junshou's family?"

"It's the beginning of the year. When Yu Xuan committed suicide, when I visited Judge Qi’s house, Yu Xuan saw the bracelet and his expression was quite violent. Judge Qi said to me that this is an old thing from the Huang Mansion, which Yu Xuan gave it to me at the time. It's for the Huang family, so now he sees this thing, and he always remembers the time when he was in a crazy mood."

"So, how did Judge Qi deal with this bracelet?"

"I don't know this... I don't know how this bracelet got into the hands of Zhou Shao's head-catcher, and what Songhuali murder was involved." Mage Mu Shan narrowed his eyes and looked at the bracelet thoughtfully." Just because of the unique shape of this bracelet, I remember it..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a "bang" from the door behind the hall. The three immediately turned their heads and looked. Yu Xuan was standing there. The teapot and cups in his hand were all smashed to pieces on the ground. The hot tea was still steaming on the ground, but he was motionless, standing there, dead. Staring at the bracelet, his face was as pale as dead gray.

Huang Zixia stood up slowly.

Zhou Ziqin was unclear, so he picked up the bracelet, looked at the bracelet, and then at Yu Xuan, and asked, "Brother Yu, are you looking at this?"

Yu Xuan's lips opened slightly, but there was no sound, as if he finally woke up from a trance, he squatted down as if he had first awakened from a dream, and hurriedly picked up the cup and plate fragments on the ground.

Huang Zixia walked to his side, squatted down to clean up the broken tiles with him, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Suddenly, a little dizzy." He said, with his head buried low, only the thick eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, like the wind destroying the wings of a dragonfly.

Huang Zixia slowly turned her head, her eyes slid over the bracelet in Zhou Ziqin's hand, and fell on Master Mu Shan's body.

He bowed his head and recited the Buddhist scriptures silently. On his old, dry face, there was only a pair of eyes that did not reveal any expressions, and there was a little light left.

After eating a cup of tea, Master Mu Shan got up and said goodbye.

Yu Xuan, Huang Zixian, and Zhou Ziqin sent him to the door and came back to take a seat. The weather in late summer was quite hot. A small glance at the pool in the patio did not produce much coolness. As soon as the smell of hot tea smoked, Huang Zixian only felt that all her underwear was wet.

Yu Xuan handed her a fan, and she quickly fanned it in her hand. Zhou Ziqin said, "The heart is calm and naturally cool", but found that there are no extra fans, so he has to wipe his sweat with a bitter face. He wiped his sweat, looked at Huang Zixia pitifully, and asked, "Chonggu, let me use the fan for a while?"

Huang Zixian shook his head and said, "You know that I have a disguise on my face. If I get wet with sweat, it will be terrible."

Zhou Ziqin pursed his lips and said, "I think it's weird. The prince is no longer disorganized. You are a little **** next to him. Why do you need to disorganize?"

Huang Zixia covered her face with a fan, and said lightly: "There are people who know me here."

"How about knowing it, isn't it good to meet old friends in another country..." Zhou Ziqin said here, suddenly seemed to understand something, and quickly asked, "Chonggu, you recruited from the truth, did you owe someone in Shu County? Money, afraid of being chased by loan sharks?"

Huang Zixia has long been accustomed to his whims and whims, she just fanned and ignored him.

Zhou Ziqin was immediately depressed, holding her hand and saying, "Come on, come on, come and beg me, what do you think of me paying you back?"

Huang Zixia shook off his hand and said, "There are too many, you can't afford it."

Zhou Ziqin was stunned: "No, it's no wonder that you are sold as a slave... It seems that you can only rely on King Kui to pay it back for you."

Huang Zixian silently lowered his head to fan, and casually said, "Yes, I have decided to rely on him for the rest of my life."

Yu Xuan glanced at her silently, and inadvertently tightened the hand holding the cup, revealing the sinews slightly. But in the end, he didn't say anything, and only poured another cup of tea for the two of them.

Huang Zixian picked up Yu Xuan's full tea, looked up at him and asked, "Master Mu Shan has been in Guangdu Temple for many years. Why have I never heard of it before?"

Yu Xuan said indifferently: "Aren't you the least believer in gods and Buddhas? I remember that the mother-in-law went to the temple near the prefecture to burn incense on the fifteenth day of the new year, but you never followed it, let alone the temple on Mingyue Mountain in the suburbs. "

Huang Zixia nodded and said, "But Master Mu Shan is so famous, I should have heard of it."

"Mr Mu Shan had been traveling around before, and it was not until last year that he went to the Zen residence of Guangdu Temple. After the incident of Fan Jiedu's son Fan Yuanlong, his reputation became famous-you had already left Chengdu Mansion at that time."

Zhou Ziqin listened by the side, and suddenly realized: "I...I know!"

Huang Zixian turned her head to look at him, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "What do you know?"

"Chonggu, so you... so you are..." He pointed at her, his mouth and eyes open together.

Huang Zixia thought he already knew his identity, and was slightly surprised: "Am I?"

"You can't hide from me! My feelings are particularly sharp!" Zhou Ziqin said in a stern tone, "I have discovered the truth! It turns out that you, Yang Chonggu, the so-called unpaid debts are owed. Yu Xuan’s!"

Huang Zixia held his head, sighed helplessly, and said, "Zi Qin, you are really sharp."

What she owes Yu Xuan, or what Yu Xuan owes her, seems to make sense. From this point of view, Zhou Ziqin is also right.

Zhou Ziqin looked at her triumphantly, and patted her chest: "Look, I know everything, it's a no-brainer!"

Huang Zixia couldn't help but block the lower half of his face with a fan, and laughed.

And Yu Xuan quietly looked at Qinglian in Chishang, silent.

Huang Zixian looked back and saw his profile, as cold as the curve of the profile that did not resemble the people of the world, every ups and downs were so graceful and familiar.

Something in her heart came up secretly, she lowered her eyes and whispered to him: "Yu Xuan..."

He paused for a moment before looking back at her.

Huang Zixia asked again: "Mage Mu Shan said that he will go out tomorrow, do you know where he is going?"

Yu Xuan said, "Go to Chang'an."

Huang Zixian involuntarily leaned forward and asked him in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"

"It is said that an old friend was in a trance, he went to enlighten."

"Master Mu Shan is a person of his age, and he has to travel thousands of miles. It seems that this old friend must not be an ordinary person."

Listening to her, Yu Xuan nodded silently, and said, "It's just that I am not interested in the people he sees, so I didn't ask. If you need it, I will find out when I go to see him tomorrow."

"Well, trouble you." Huang Zixia said, holding a tea cup in her hand and turning around to look at Zhou Ziqin, "I came here today for the Qi Teng case. But I don't think there is much to say about this case. I wonder if Zi Qin has What do you need to ask?"

"Of course there is!" Zhou Ziqin took out a small book from his arms very seriously, then opened it, and asked one by one, "First, in Qi Teng's home, I found Zhong Hui's handwritten script, do you see if you are here? The one that Wen Yang saw?"

Yu Xuan took the album he had brought, glanced at it, and nodded and said, "Exactly."

"sure?"

"Well, I said it was fake at the time. Wen Yang tried to tear it off, but in the end it was left. Look—" His hand pointed to a small gap, "This trace is still there."

Zhou Ziqin nodded, ticked after that one, then looked at the second one, and asked, "What kind of woman is Huang Zixia, please describe it specifically?"

Huang Zixia only felt that her eyelids twitched, and she could not help covering her cheeks, as if she had a toothache.

Yu Xuan was in a state of uncertainty, but when he heard this question suddenly, he was shocked and asked in a daze, "What?"

"That's... I heard that you were very close to Huang Zixian when you lived in the county guard house, and you have a very good relationship... So I want to ask you to know something about Huang Zixian, because, because..." Zhou Ziqin was embarrassed and grabbed his own. Ears, he said: "Because I admire Huang Zixia very much."

Huang Zixian turned her face to the side silently, stood up and walked to the pond to look at the water lilies. Yu Xuan's gaze has always been with her. He stared at her figure in front of the water lily, and slowly responded to Zhou Ziqin's words: "She... is a bit like Duke Yang."

Zhou Ziqin nodded: "Yes, both of them are very powerful in solving the case, and they are on par!"

Yu Xuan didn't know what to do next, pursing his lips and not speaking again.

Zhou Ziqin looked at him with watery eyes, looking forward to him, only wagging his tail.

Huang Zixian squatted by the pool, reaching out to touch the half-open and half-closed water lily flowers. The blue flowers touched her white hands lightly. The colors were faint in the sun, making his eyes blurry and indistinguishable for a while.

She turned her head to look at him and saw that his eyes were on her, she let go of the water lily, stood up and said, "Since Ziqin has nothing to ask, then we will go back first."

Zhou Ziqin pursed his lips and looked at her reluctantly: "Chonggu, here is the fragrance of tea and flowers, it would be nice to sit for a while."

Huang Zixia shook her head and said, "I have to go back first."

Zhou Ziqin had no choice but to stand up unwillingly, and said, "Chonggu, go back to the yamen and sit down. It's so boring..."

Yu Xuan stood up, and when he walked to the water lily pond, he finally stopped and whispered to her: "Duke Yang..."

Huang Zixia looked back at him, waiting for him to say the following.

However, Yu Xuan never made a sound. He just looked at her quietly, and for a long time, he showed a difficult smile at her and said, "I will send you to you."

Huang Zixia looked at her silently, looking at the beautiful man in front of her who had illuminated her teenage years, she suppressed the slight throbbing in her heart, and smiled at him: "No need, let's say goodbye."