Chapter 13 A series of fatal needles (7)

Author: Han Xuefei

Chapter 13 A series of fatal needles (7)

The Zhu Mansion Courtyard seemed like two completely different worlds. On one side, there were noisy groups of people confronting each other. The cries and curses were mixed with the gongs and drums of the Maple Leaf Dance Master requieming Master Taichang.

Zhu Yuanbao, dressed in colorful clothes, was chasing Sun Xiaokong all over the place. It was so lively.

But in the corner on the other side, it was quiet and peaceful.

Ling An leaned against the wall and tilted his head. No matter how noisy the Zhu residence was, he still seemed to be in a deserted place.

After thinking about it for a while, he sat down against the wall with Ling An.

"Idiot, what are you thinking about?"

Ling An looked at Bu Quan and said in a low voice: "Hai, Guang, you."

Gu Buquan was a little surprised. He was not thinking about how to find the murder in front of him.

She looked firmly into Ling An's eyes and said to him sincerely: "I'll tell you an ancestral secret. There's no charge for saying a few more words. Do you understand?"

Ling An nodded: "Oh." He replied to her, "Take your effort."

Gu Buquan was speechless and choked, and wanted to hit her head against the wall, but in the next moment she felt Ling An's palm protecting her forehead.

"stupid."

She rolled her eyes: "Are you stupid? Do you think I really hit you?"

"Yeah." He nodded seriously, still saying just one word.

Gu Buquan suddenly felt that Silly Man was actually quite cute, just like the feeling when he stretched out his hand to touch her cheek when they first met on the beach that day, it was a little warm and a little strange.

But he didn't speak anymore, lowered his head and didn't look at her, as if he was asleep.

"Actually, I know, you can also say a lot, right? You also know how to flatter the county magistrate, make him happy, and lead yourself to the toast."

"tired."

"Well, it turns out that I cherish my words like gold because I'm too tired to talk, but you don't think about it. Wouldn't it make me more tired if I explain it to you? And..." She looked at Ling An, "Idiot, just make sure I can listen.

Do you understand what you mean?"

Ling An looked back at her and nodded: "Yes."

"Okay..." Gu Buquan had nothing to say anymore, and both of them turned their heads and fell into silence.

After a long while, Gu Buquan couldn't help but say again: "If you can't find out the murderer, you won't be able to make any money. Without money, Leader Qi won't let you and Hua Yalingling have enough to eat."

Ling An didn't say a word.

"I'm afraid the county magistrate will really be tied up to the government office. When the real culprit is found, the county magistrate will definitely hold everyone present to account. The Maple Leaf Class will also be in trouble, and your flower rattle will suffer."

Ling An remained speechless.

"Miss Qiaoer died unjustly."

Ling An finally raised his head and nodded heavily to her: "Yes."

Although it was just a simple "hmm", Gu Buquan already understood what he meant.

She couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in her heart, realizing that he was thinking so seriously, not for the money of the Zhu family, nor for the power of the county magistrate, but to redress the injustice of Miss Qiaoer, which coincided with her intention.

She smiled and stretched out her hand to touch his forehead and said, "Whether it can be found out or not, I will thank you on behalf of Miss Qiaoer."

His eyelashes drooped, covering his eyes like a curtain.

She quickly retracted her hand, turned her face away shyly, and smiled secretly.

Just at this moment, Sun Xiaokong jumped over again, and Zhu Yuanbao was chasing after him.

"Monkey, give me back my gold-encrusted crutch."

Sun Xiaokong avoided Zhu Yuanbao, holding Gui Xiaobao tightly in one hand, and waving the gold-encrusted crutch in the other hand, almost hitting Ling An's head, but Ling An cleverly avoided it.

"Sun Xiaokong, be careful, we can't afford to pay for it if someone messes it up."

Sun Xiaokong is a very intelligent monkey. He listens to every word that is said, and squeaks and agrees. As expected, he is very cautious when playing, and he looks like a human being.

Zhu Yuanbao was teased by Sun Xiaokong so much that he jumped up and down. He looked more like a monkey than Sun Xiaokong, which was very funny.

Suddenly, Ling An jumped up and snatched the gold-encrusted crutch from Sun Xiaokong's hand. He lightly touched the golden bamboo joints with his fingers and moved closer without any care, only to see a tiny hole in the gold surface of the bamboo joints.

"It's not surprising for a crutch to have one or two dents after being used for a long time." Gu Buquan said.

Ling An frowned, his eyes still fixed on the socket, without shaking his head or nodding.

Zhu Yuanbao angrily said: "Nonsense, my father's gold-encrusted crutch is precious. He only takes it out once every time he gets married. After using it, he has to wipe it with steaming rice water several times and then hide it. I can guarantee that it will never happen.

Any dent in it must have been chewed by your monkey."

Gu Buquan rolled his eyes at Zhu Yuanbao: "You want to blackmail my coffin again? I looked at the holes and they are as thin as the eyes of a needle. They are not marks left by teeth."

Ling An raised his head sharply: "Eye of a needle?"

"Yes, it looks like the socket of a thimble."

"Thimble?" Ling An and Zhu Yuanbao asked in unison.

"A thimble is a finger cot worn on the hand when doing needlework. It has many small holes on it that are used to hold the nose of the needle so that the fingers will not be pricked by the needle."

Ling An and Zhu Yuanbao still don't understand.

Gu Buquan looked at the two of them. One was a fool and the other was a real young master. How did he know what a thimble was? He could only explain patiently, "It's a bit like Butler Zhu's finger ring, except there are many holes on it."

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"oh."

Gu Buquan shook his head. In her eyes, Zhu Yuanbao was just as stupid as a fool.

Suddenly she laughed, "Hey, Zhu Yuanbao, your father wouldn't use a thimble to pass off a gold-encrusted crutch, would he?"

"That's nonsense. My Zhu family has a lot of wealth. How about using a fake one if it's inlaid with gold? I can afford a whole gold cane."

Gu Buquan snorted coldly: "Wealthy wealth? It looks like all the wealth belongs to Butler Zhu. Look at the jade ring on his hand that shows off. It's much less powerful than yours? Your father saves all the valuable belongings."

Is he there? So now is he taking care of it for you or spending it for you? "

"Who said that? The old housekeeper said it was passed down from his ancestors. If my father hadn't gotten married today and got a perfect wedding, the old housekeeper was so happy that he took it out and wore it to add to the celebration. This would be my first time.

We met once. Hey, do I have to tell you this?"

"Okay, don't worry about it. I won't quarrel with you, and I don't want you to compensate. I just return the gold-encrusted crutch."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to snatch it away, but unexpectedly, after a few attempts, the crutch remained motionless in Ling An's hand.

"Brother silly, please let go, please. If you can't get it back, all nine of my mothers will be dead with me." Zhu Yuanbao begged with a cry.

The name of the crutch is a gold-encrusted crutch, but the name is not true. What is really valuable is the ruby ​​inlaid on the handle. It is priceless. No wonder Mr. Taichang is such a treasure and only shows it off every time he gets married.

Ling An ignored Zhu Yuanbao and just stared at the holes in the gold, muttering: "Needles?"

Gu Buquan muttered: "With such an expensive crutch, who would use a needle to pierce gold? And the socket is quite deep, so it seems that the force of the piercing is quite strong."

He raised his eyes and asked Zhu Yuanbao, "Zhu Yuanbao, your father must have offended someone, and they are using his treasure to take out his anger."

Before Zhu Yuanbao could answer, Ling An shook his head: "No."

Gu Buquan nodded immediately: "Well, no, if you are piercing gold to vent your anger, you won't just pierce one or two holes, it must be a thimble socket."

She has seen people pricking paper figures to cast curses on people, but they would not stop pricking the paper figures until they were riddled with holes.

Zhu Yuanbao looked at Bu Guquan and then at Ling An, asking and answering questions. It seemed like he had nothing to do here. He wanted to take back the gold-encrusted crutch, but he stretched out his hand and put it down in frustration, because Ling An had no intention of letting go.

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"Needle..." Gu Buquan suddenly remembered something and went straight to the wine table without looking back, digging under the table to look for it.

However, she crawled under all the tables in the yard and could not find the thin iron needle that had caught her attention.

I remember that she found the iron needle and was about to pick it up when Butler Zhu stepped on the back of her hand. After that, everything happened one after another and she forgot about the iron needle.

When I think about it, there is no trace.

"Strange."

Originally, it was normal for one or two needles to fall on the ground, but the disappearance of the iron needle that fell under the table was really unusual and had to make people suspicious.

She stood up and searched for Zhu Ding with her eyes. He was trying very hard to encourage the guests to confront the county magistrate, and wanted to send the county magistrate to the government office for an explanation. The green jade ring on his thumb was dazzling.

Eye.

There is currently no evidence that the disappearance of the iron needle was caused by Zhu Ding, but Gu Buquan had a vague feeling that the matter was inseparable from Zhu Ding.

Otherwise, why would he step on her hand at such a coincidental moment?

Happy New Year to all my friends, I’ll add an update today.
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