The big mahogany box was covered with white cloth, the red lantern was removed, and a white lantern was hung.
The curtain with the word "Dian" written on it was unfolded, blocking the word "Pin" on the red paper.
The colorful satin was torn off.
"Quick, quick, quick, put it away!"
The servant holding the colorful satin hurriedly ran across the front yard and met Quan Yongjian head-on.
"I've met Dalang."
"Snapped!"
Quan Yongjian raised his hand and slapped the servant to the ground with one swift slap.
"You don't have eyes, right? You haven't collected all the red cloth yet?"
"There are too many villains... The villains have been busy for two days in a row..."
Quan Yongjian kicked him again and shouted: "How dare you talk back!"
A maidservant hurriedly came from the backyard, ordered someone to help the servant up, and handed over a small sling of money.
"Sister Ninth has rewarded you, go and do your work. Da Lang is in a bad mood and has a lot of housework to do, so I'm considerate of it."
The beaten servant then left with great gratitude.
"Dalang, Sister Jiu asked you to come over."
"What's the use of buying people's hearts and buying some sluts?" Quan Yongjian sneered, turned around, looked around, and cursed: "Cry, everyone! Cry for me!"
As a result, the cry was loud and connected with the Prince Rong's Mansion next door.
"Eternal tribute! Shang Xi!"
Paper money is scattered like snow falling...
Quan Jiu was dressed in mourning clothes and stood in front of the side hall holding a volume of memorial words, with tears streaming down her face.
Quan Yongjian stood beside her and said: "Everyone has retreated, why are you still crying? Tomorrow there will be condolences at Prince Rong's Mansion, there will still be some crying."
Quan Jiu didn't answer, she cried more and more with her quiet and beautiful expression.
"If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I've been so busy that I haven't slept for three nights." Quan Yongjian said impatiently.
"My cousin died strangely." Quan Jiu said, "No one has seen my cousin's body in the small coffin or the big coffin."
Quan Yongjian looked around and whispered: "That night, only seventeen people went to Yaopuchi to see my cousin. Later, the Imperial City Department arrived and sealed off Prince Rong's Mansion... Guess what, in the past few days,
, those seventeen people are all gone. In addition, a group of servants from Prince Rong's Mansion escaped at that time."
"Sure enough, he didn't die of illness."
"You want to hear it? Don't be afraid to say it." Quan Yongjian's voice was trembling, and he whispered: "I heard someone in Lin'an market saying that... he was chopped into mud."
Quan Jiu turned her head and glanced at him lightly.
Her eyes were red from crying, but she obviously had no fear.
"My younger sister has already told my brother that I will report any news immediately. Why did I wait until today when my younger sister asked my brother to come back?"
"Huh? Please understand, I am the head of the family."
"Yeah?"
Quan Yongjian was glanced at by his sister and avoided his gaze, saying: "I'm busy right now. I have to attend to the funeral and escort my great-aunt into the palace. It's so important."
Quan Jiu asked again with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Is it important?"
"Okay, okay. I'll tell you everything I know. Do you know why the official family brought my great-aunt into the palace? There have been rumors in the Lin'an market recently."
"Yao, Huang, Wei, and Zi opened their ranks, and before they knew it, they all faded into hatred." Quan Jiu sang in a low voice, which was quite sad and beautiful.
Quan Yongjian nodded.
In fact, many of the inside stories he knew only became clear when they corroborated these rumors.
"You were still young back then, so I was afraid of not knowing. 'Wei Zi' refers to the child from your cousin's family, who was once rumored to be the 'Prince of Wei', and 'Yao Huang' refers to your unmarried husband-in-law, because he is loyal to the king.
The son of the Huang family... there is a rumor in Lin'an City that my cousin was hacked to death by the ghost of Wei Guansun, don't be afraid..."
"The officials are no longer investigating?"
"Huh? How can I check if an innocent soul is asking for his life?" Quan Yongjian pointed to his head and whispered: "You know, my cousin... there is something broken here. I'm looking for Taoist priests every day to summon the souls. Yesterday, I accompanied
Imperial City Secretary He Duzhi went to see her, but do you know what she said to me?"
At this point, Quan Yongjian's body trembled and he sighed with emotion.
"She laughed so hard that it hurt my bones. She said that she had summoned her son's soul back. The soul had been summoned back... Tsk, you didn't see the look in her eyes. It made me want to cry. After that, the official summoned me again and said
If I dare to spread even a single word to my great-aunt's ears, he will beat me to death with his own hands. Is it easy for me?"
Quan Jiu only looked at her brother's expression with cold eyes.
She is not as tall as him, but she is vaguely condescending.
"Li Xia is dead?"
"It's almost time." Quan Yongjian said: "The officials have sent the imperial doctor to visit him, but he can't be cured. The posthumous title has been prepared, 'Marquis Huaiyi', which is an advantage for him."
"My brother says every day that he is going to die, but he is not dead yet."
"Do you know how much the poison on each arrow is worth? Have you seen the local officials from Shu around Li Xia? I have only seen the country turtles who smeared arrows with gold juice."
Quan Jiu said: "Li Xia only let the doctors around him see him? Didn't the imperial doctor stay?"
"I don't know, I just said it casually."
"Brother."
"Um?"
Quan Jiu's expression remained gentle and her tone was soft as she said, "My little sister really wants to slap my brother's stupid face."
"you!"
"From now on, my little sister will make the decision, okay?"
"Huh? Why are you crazy?"
Quan Jiu said: "My cousin was killed by Li Xia."
"It's impossible, he can't do it. You have no basis, you have no basis at all."
"No evidence is needed." Quan Jiu said, "I have an intuition that Li Xia did all this."
"Absurd! I would rather believe it's a ghost."
"Brother, don't believe it?"
Quan Jiu said slowly, word by word: "If you don't believe it, the next one to be chopped into mud will be you, brother..."
~~
"These three scars were made when I applied medicine to you during the New Year. How many of these scars are there?"
"Left on the battlefield."
"It's too dangerous to fight." Nian'er wanted to cry again.
Li Xia then smiled and said: "No, everyone on the battlefield is wearing armor. Looking at it now, it should be that those swords from back then have cut deeper, right?"
"Yeah, Nian'er remembers it very clearly. No matter how hard I try, I can't sew it together. Three stabs on the back, one on the leg... and one on the butt. I didn't even ask you how you ended up like this."
"I reacted quickly and escaped over the wall. Those people caught up with me and gave me a few blows."
Nian'er became angry and muttered: "Which bastard did this? Let's seek revenge from him."
"There's no rush." Li Xia held a volume of books in his hands, looked at it, and responded casually: "The matter is done, just find an opportunity to kill him."
Nian'er was smacking his lips, but actually he didn't have much idea about these things.
She reached out again and touched Li Xia's back, which made him lose interest in reading and turned around.
"Can you help me see if the other two scars are healed?"
"don't want."
"It's not like I haven't seen it before. You took off my pants with your own hands."
"No, please stop making trouble. Nian'er is affecting your work again... Oh, right, I'll give this to you, I almost forgot about it."
Nian'er ducked away and took out a chicken leg wrapped in oilcloth from his lapel.
"Now the yard is surrounded by people. There is nothing else but this. In order to give you a bite, I asked the kitchen to kill more than ten chickens and distribute them to the guards... You eat them secretly and don't let anyone find you.
Already awake."
Li Xia smiled and stretched out his hand to straighten her clothes.
"Why hide like this? I'm already hiding in the house."
"The girl said that you can be seen from the front yard by people in the opposite yard. Nian'er is hidden on your body, so those people can't see it. Are you hungry after eating liquid food every day?"
Li Xia looked at her deeply and said, "I'm a little greedy."
"Then eat quickly, oh, by the way, wait, wait."
Nian'er quickly took out a silver needle from his sleeve and plunged it into the chicken leg in front of Li Xia.
"Look, it's not poisonous. I've pricked it many times... Don't look at Nian'er like this. I'm not trying to poison you. Humph, I don't trust people."
"I know." Li Xia smiled and reached out to take it.
Nian'er then sat down, held his face in his hands, and looked at him blankly, very satisfied.
She thought again of the horseshoe cake that Li Xia had brought her in the Fenglian Building.
When the pastry came into her mouth, she wanted to make something delicious for Li Xia too.
This wish has been in my mind for many years.
"By the way, has your girl sent the message?"
"Yeah, I handed it over as you said..."
~~
"Have you received any news from Tang An'an?"
Jia Sidao asked casually while holding the official document and reading it.
Liao Yingzhong said: "I handed it over and said that Li Xia was indeed seriously injured and has been unconscious."
"real?"
"I don't know." Liao Yingzhong said: "But Li Xia has been in the house since he was injured. He checked the surrounding courtyards and found no tunnel."
"The tunnel is sealed. All the people who have visited him are still staring?"
Liao Yingzhong mused: "Yesterday, there was a woman... who lost her."
"Lost?" Jia Sidao narrowed his eyes.
Liao Yingzhong said: "The female doctor who was invited was wearing a veil. After leaving the Li Mansion, she walked through Jinfengfang. Our people were entangled by a group of scoundrels and lost her."
"What did the doctor say?"
"Suffocation of breath and coma are symptoms of severe heartburn poisoning, and there is no cure. The only reason he can resist until now is that Li Xia is too strong."
Jia Sidao chuckled softly and said, "Maybe it's just pretending."
Liao Yingzhong muttered: "There is no antidote for the heartbroken grass. If he is just pretending, he will have no reason to wake up."
"I don't believe it." Jia Sidao put down the official document and murmured with thoughtfulness in his eyes: "Prince Rong was most likely killed by Li Xia. I doubt him too much."
"But there is no sign that it was Li Xia who did it, and Prince Zhong saw it with his own eyes..."
"If the officials don't investigate, I will investigate." Jia Sidao seemed not to have heard what Liao Yingzhong said, and said slowly: "There are two clues. One is the people around Li Xia, who I can no longer trust Tang An'an; the other is Wu Qian, Wu
The subconscious must know.”
"This matter has nothing to do with us in the end, why should Alang..."
"It's irrelevant? The official's brother is dead! If it is really Li Xia's fault, what does he want to do? If these people are allowed to return to Sichuan, sooner or later they will become a serious problem for the country... What do you think I am doing? I don't seem to be worried about the country.
What does it look like?”
Jia Sidao picked up a few documents on the reform policy on the case and threw them down.
"You can play if you want. It doesn't matter whether you fight crickets or play Cuju, but you have to play within the rules. Whoever dares to break the rules will be the common enemy of the world."
"Alang, calm down and wait until there is evidence..."
There was a call outside the door, and someone hurried in and handed a few pieces of information.
Jia Sidao read them one by one, picked up one and threw it to Liao Yingzhong, and sneered: "Look, the evidence is here, keep an eye on Prince Zhong's Mansion."
Liao Yingzhong glanced over, was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "What...what does this have to do with Li Xia?"