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Chapter 77 A Story Within a Story

Yu Qingfeng suddenly thought of Pei Wuyan's gloomy face just now, like a stubborn and naive child who did not believe in evil, throwing bamboo hoops again and again, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Yu Qingfeng raised her hand to touch the hosta on her head, and said with a smile: "This gift is special enough. You must have earned it. It cost you more than twenty taels of silver, and there is a face that is more valuable than silver taels."

Pei Wuyan also remembered his embarrassment not long ago and couldn't help laughing.

Yu Qingfeng suggested with a smile, "I'm working overtime anyway, so why not listen to the stall owner's story about the origin of this hosta? Maybe I, the future first female official of Dali Temple, can easily expose his lies."

During the Chinese New Year, Yu Qingfeng didn't want to go to a cold and cold place like a prison. Pei Wuyan seemed to have expected this, and directly sent someone to take the trap stall owner to a side hall of Dali Temple for interrogation.

"May I have your name?"

"Zheng Fangxing is from Beijing. I didn't lie. During the day, I did confront him in the kitchen of Yuelai Restaurant."

Zheng Fangxing is in the ascendant. His name is a good one, and it sounds like a square. It’s a pity that he doesn’t deserve this name. This guy is as smooth as a ball.

"I have made up my mind about your crimes and will hand you over to the Jingzhao Mansion in the near future. As for how to impose a sentence, or whether to impose a sentence," Pei Wuyan deliberately paused to whet Zheng Fangxing's appetite, "It depends on you.

attitude, whether you can tell the truth."

"I swear, I swear on my life, that I will be absolutely honest and I won't dare to tell lies again!" Zheng Fangxing made a standard gesture of swearing.

"Very good, this jade hairpin," Pei Wuyan pointed to the jade hairpin on Yu Qingfeng's head, "Where did you get it from? Are you lying about what you call an ominous thing?"

Zheng Fangxing had been looking after himself just now and did not dare to raise his head or look at Yu Qingfeng. Now he raised his head and saw that Yu Qingfeng had already put on the jade hairpin. He was so frightened that his face instantly turned pale.

Could this Zheng Fangxing be an actor?

Yu Qingfeng's scalp is a little numb.

"I can't do it, I can't do it! Girl, please take it off quickly, quickly!" Zheng Fangxing almost cried.

Movie king?

That's right, Zheng Fangxing's main job is interviewing cases, and his side job is cheating. Acting is one of his professional skills.

But why is Yu Qingfeng’s scalp even more numb?

"Speak clearly." Pei Wuyan's tone became stronger.

"Young lady didn't lie. My conscience is clear. This hosta is really an ominous thing! This is definitely not an excuse. It's not my excuse. The girl has an unusual relationship with the adult. She must be the sweetheart of the adult. If the girl has someone in the future,

At any rate, the adults will not let the little one go, because the little one is doing this to save his life!"

Speaking of this, Yu Qingfeng really didn't know whether she should take off the jade hairpin that Pei Wuyan personally wore for her, the green phoenix jade hairpin that fit her name.

You can't pick it off. All things that are ominous are nonsense. Things are just things. How can there be anything ominous about it? Unless it contains radiation or viruses.

But Zheng Fangxing is the owner of the hosta, so isn’t it possible that he is doing well? Is it possible that radiation and viruses only focus on women?

Are you kidding? Don't pick it off.

As soon as she made up her mind, the hosta on Yu Qingfeng's head was taken off by Pei Wuyan who was standing beside her.

Pei Wuyan took the hairpin in his hand and looked at it, "It doesn't look wrong."

No way? If you take off the hosta at this time, doesn’t that mean you are afraid?

What kind of place is this? What is the setting? The male protagonist’s duty is to be an anti-superstition propaganda ambassador. How can he take the lead in believing in this? Yu Qingfeng has to defend the male protagonist’s honorable and upright image.

Yu Qingfeng took back the hosta from Pei Wuyan, "Of course there is nothing wrong with it. I think Zheng Fangxing is still lying. Would you rather believe it or not?"

"No, no, no, let me start from the beginning. What I said is not unverifiable, but a real case with evidence that can be verified!"

case!

Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyan exchanged glances, neither of them spoke, quietly waiting for Zheng Fangxing to tell a story and then verify whether the story was true or false.

Zheng Fangxing spoke eloquently.

The story begins when he went to Suzhou to seek refuge with relatives a month ago.

Although Zheng Fangxing was born and raised in the capital, his grandmother's family was in Suzhou and his uncle was doing a small business in Suzhou. His mother wanted to go back to Suzhou to join his uncle, so she asked him to go first to see if the uncle's situation there was really as stated in the letter.

Unexpectedly, before he entered Suzhou City, he encountered a murder case.

At that time, Zheng Fangxing and four other foreigners were temporarily resting in a tea house twenty miles away from the city gate. They were all on the way here and were about to enter the city.

The tea house was relatively simple, with only two rooms inside and outside. The inside room was the residence of the tea house owner and his wife, and the outside room was for guests to rest and drink tea. There were only six tables in total. It was already the twelfth lunar month and the weather was freezing, so there were no tables set up outside to welcome guests.

The owner of the tea house and his wife are very different in age. His wife Jia Qin is in her early thirties and is a foreigner, and her husband Tian Lei is nearly fifty and is from Suzhou, but all his relatives are deceased.

The couple are lonely, childless, and dependent on each other.

Just when Zheng Fangxing was chatting about the customs and customs of Suzhou with his elder brother at the same table, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves, and someone rushed to the tea house at high speed.

The man dismounted his horse, did not tie the horse's reins, and rushed straight to the teahouse angrily. He yelled at Jia Qin loudly and said dirty words that were difficult to hear.

At that time, Zheng Fangxing thought that this man had some deep grudge against Jia Qin. After listening for a long time, he found out that this man had just passed by here not long ago. He drank tea in the tea house and ate the pie made by Jia Qin. As a result, he suffered from vomiting and diarrhea after entering the city.

It took me three full days of struggling in the inn to regain my strength.

No, as soon as he recovered, his fiery temper came to Jia Qin and his wife to seek justice and an explanation.

Everyone was trying to persuade them, and Jia Qin and his wife kept admitting their mistakes and apologizing.

But this man refused to give in, and the more he spoke, the more unpleasant he said. Finally, when Jia Qin was mentioned, he was so angry that he retorted.

After all, Tian Lei was old and not in good health. He couldn't stop the tall and thick man and was pushed down by him.

The man became more and more angry as he talked and went on and on. Jia Qin, who insisted on making the pie by hand, went with him to the government office and said that Jia Qin had poisoned him.

Jia Qin resisted desperately and refused to go to the government. During the dispute between the two, the man strangled Jia Qin to death.

Zheng Fangxing and the others were all strangers passing by, so how could they dare to interfere with the affairs of Suzhou locals? Moreover, the man had a hot temper and completely lost his mind.

What's more, none of them thought that such a trivial matter could cause death.

When Jia Qin stopped struggling and collapsed to the ground, everyone came to their senses.

The man who strangled the person to death also realized belatedly that he had killed someone impulsively, as if he had lost his soul and was at a loss.

The spectators quickly left the scene silently and hurried to Suzhou City to report to the official.

Zheng Fangxing was not among those who reported to the officials because Tian Lei held him back and refused to let him go, insisting that he accompany him to wait for the officials to come.

Zheng Fangxing originally didn't want to stay with Tian Lei to face the murderer, but when he saw that the other party had no intention of running away and was just sitting at the door in a daze, he felt a lot more at ease.

During this period, Tian Lei muttered:

It's all life, it's all life. The hosta has been in her house for six years, but it finally killed her. She had been told to throw it away, but she refused to listen. She said that she could pawn it as an emergency when she had the opportunity to go abroad.

Something like that. Alas——

Zheng Fangxing asked: What hosta?

Tian Lei's words were incoherent, but he probably meant this:

Six years ago, Jia Qin just came to Suzhou from other places, and she was also in this teahouse. However, she was a guest here for tea at that time. She was the only guest at that time. The boss was a mother and son, who were both busy in the kitchen.

.

While Jia Qin was drinking tea and eating pie, a crazy woman suddenly walked in.

The woman was disheveled, her clothes were torn, her body was scarred, and her face was horrifying. As soon as she came up, she snatched the pie from Jia Qin's hand and stuffed it into her mouth, as if she hadn't eaten in several days.

Jia Qin was frightened and yelled: Where did this madman come from? How could he rob it so openly?

The woman was stunned for a moment, sadness flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly waved her hands to explain, saying that she was not a madman, she was just running for her life, and someone was chasing her.

After saying that, she took off the hosta from her head and put it on the table, saying that she wanted to use the hosta to buy the clothes that Jia Qin brought with her. It would be better if there was some dry food.

Jia Qin knew the goods, and although the woman's clothes were torn, the fabric was definitely of the highest quality, and the hosta was even more valuable, so she agreed.

The crazy woman took Jia Qin's parcels containing a few pieces of coarse cloth and dry food, and hurriedly escaped from the tea house and headed southwest away from Suzhou.

Not long after the incense was burned, a group of men dressed as servants ran to the teahouse out of breath and asked the teahouse owner, mother and son, and Jia Qin if they had ever seen a crazy woman.

They said that the woman was the second young lady in the family who was suffering from hysteria. She had become ill again recently and ran out to hurt others.

Jia Qin hides the hosta on her body and is not sure who to believe. Is the crazy woman trying to escape pursuit, or is she really suffering from hysteria?

The servants also had no idea, and said that since the second lady had not passed by here, she might have run in another direction as soon as she left the city gate. They discussed which direction to continue chasing.

One of the servants, who seemed to be the oldest, had been observing Jia Qin, took out a piece of silver from his arms, and placed it on the table in front of Jia Qin.

The elder servant said that he could see that Jia Qin was resting in a teahouse outside the city, but she didn't have any luggage with her. The teacup in front of her was dirty, and the crumbs of the pie fell on the corner of the table. She kept covering the tea in her arms.

what.

Jia Qin was trembling, unwilling to give up the valuable hosta in her arms, and said nothing.

The elder servant continued: They don't care about objects, they only care about the second lady. As long as Jia Qin can point out the direction, and they followed the direction and found the second lady, then no matter what the second lady gave Jia Qin, they will not ask for it.

, and will give Jia Qin more thank you gifts. The money in front of me is just a little bit of sincerity.

Jia Qin pointed out to them the southwest direction where the crazy woman escaped.


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