Jinyang dormitory.
In such a place where famous families gathered together, the courtyard where Guo Chengshou lived was the largest.
But when the old servant led everyone closer, Di Xiangling and Di Jin, who had the most sensitive sense of smell, could already smell a medicinal smell, and there was a gentle cough coming out of the yard.
The old servant's eyes were full of worry and his wrinkles were deep, and he whispered: "My young master has been ill for a long time and really can't bear the stimulation. I hope the county captain is as strong as he is!"
Pan Chengju obviously had a soft-spoken character, and when he saw his stooped back and sad tone, he hesitated.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yang Wencai smiled coldly: "Why are you worried about driving this royal relative to death? It seems that you, the county captain, are not as selfless as you have shown!"
The old servant was furious and shouted loudly: "Why is Mr. Yang doing this? This is about human life!"
Pan Chengju has already made up his mind: "My sentence is also related to human life. Hao Prison died tragically, how can we not give him justice? Call the door quickly!"
The old servant had no choice but to step forward and knock gently on the courtyard door.
The noise outside must have been heard in the courtyard, but it still took until someone officially knocked on the door before a book boy with red lips and white teeth opened the door softly and saluted calmly: "Dear guests, do you have a greeting card?"
"No!"
Pan Chengju replied stiffly, strode in, but quickly turned around and looked behind.
Including Yang Wencai, who had just made an irritating statement, everyone who had come with him stopped, not wanting to go in and offend anyone.
Pan Chengju snorted coldly and pointed at Yang Wencai: "You come in with me and give lectures in the courtyard. Here comes another one!"
Yang Wencai had no choice but to go in with a sullen face. Although the lecturers did not push or push him, they still experienced a struggle with their eyes. Finally, a scholar in his thirties came out and said with cupped hands: "I am Wei Yuan, courtesy name. Zhongru, I have met County Captain Pan!
Pan Chengju nodded and looked towards the Lei family: "Di Shilin, would you like to accompany me and take a look at this suspect?"
Lei Cheng cleared the suspicion. Lei Tingting and Mr. Mo did not leave. They were still in the academy, as if they wanted to wait for a result. Di Jin, Di Xiangling and Lin Xiaoyi also stood together.
After hearing this invitation, Di Jin's eyes moved slightly, knowing that the county captain had noticed that he was dissatisfied with his reasoning, and he became competitive and wanted to prove it with facts.
Pan Chengju's reasoning could be that after catching the murderer, he was found to be a weak person, and the logic of the crime could not be analyzed before the murderer was caught, because the deceased was old and fat, and the murderer poisoned him in winter. It is asserted that the murderer is physically ill.
This is also a common problem in solving crimes. As long as the logic is smooth, I feel that the murderer must have taken this path, but I don't know that there are too many possibilities in reality, and all paths lead to the truth.
But the situation at this time is different. Judging from the various reactions of the old servants of the Guo family, it seems that there is really a guilty conscience...
Could it be that the blind cat encountered a dead mouse and really got it right?
Pan Chengju had a competitive spirit, so Di Jin was not curious and nodded: "Okay!"
The four people entered the hospital, walked through the long front yard, and arrived at the main hall.
I saw a young man leaning on a recliner.
In addition to his pale face, this Guo Chengshou was not as weak as he imagined. Perhaps it was because there were enough heaters in the room, and he was not too thickly dressed in winter. He was dressed in a decent silk robe and his bun was slightly spread out, showing the elegance of a scholar.
He lowered his head and looked at the chessboard in front of him. He held a jade-polished chess piece in his right hand, thinking about the next step, and said: "Mr. Zhongru is here? Sit down wherever you like!"
Wei Yuan reminded: "Guo Wuxie, it's not just me who is on this trip, but also County Lieutenant Pan..."
Only then did Guo Chengshou raise his head and looked at Pan Chengju in surprise: "County Lieutenant? He is a rare visitor. Very few people come here. I'm sorry!"
Such behavior was extremely arrogant. Pan Chengju narrowed his eyes and said, "We are presumptuous in coming here. Guo Langjun does not need to be polite. It's just that Hao Jianyuan was unfortunately killed. Your Excellency is so leisurely and relaxed, but it is unexpected..."
Guo Chengshou said calmly: "Life, old age, illness and death are counterproductive. Why waste your precious time in unnecessary pain?"
Wei Yuan coughed slightly, showing embarrassment.
Although Hao Jianyuan is not a teacher in the strict sense, but is just a manager of the academy, this statement is also contrary to human feelings.
Pan Chengju's voice became colder: "Just last night, someone was killed in the prison in the hospital. The body was just examined by the autopsy not long ago. It is impossible that this incident will not cause any waves in my heart. Your words are undoubtedly based on the long illness. Experience, deliberately avoiding the death of Hao Prison! You take life and death lightly, so you feel that there is nothing to talk about when others are killed? Sorry, we must talk!"
Such harsh words made Guo Chengshou stunned for a moment, and his face flushed unnaturally: "You...you...cough! Cough, cough, cough!"
A series of coughs finally exposed the fact that he was weak and weak. The old servant hurriedly stroked his back, his face full of distress.
Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Di Jin said: "Life, old age, illness and death, things go against your wishes... Guo Langjun's words are quite Zen-like. Could it be that he has the intention to seek enlightenment and escape from the world?"
Guo Chengshou slowed down for a moment, regained his composure, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Escape from the world? It's just a fear of death! What a pity, there are times when the Buddha is helpless. He can only save me in the next life, but it is difficult to change the disasters in this life!"
Di Jin nodded: "Believing in Buddhism when you are seriously ill is really just a comfort for the soul when you are afraid of death. How can a truly free and easy person escape from this?"
Guo Chengshou looked over: "Brother, I am a wonderful man. After others know my family background, they don't dare to talk about life and death in front of me... Oh, how do they know my big heart?"
He chanted loudly: "When you come, you leave without a trace. When you go, you will be the same as when you came. Why bother asking about floating life? This floating life is just in a dream... It's just a dream, it's just a dream!"
Pan Chengju said coldly: "This is not the time to recite poems and eulogies. Let's get back to the case. Here is your medicine list. I want to verify it!"
Guo Chengshou snorted, waved his hand, lowered his head and continued to think about the chess game, while the book boy quietly returned to the back room.
Both of them are from the "Cheng" generation in the clan, but they are very different. Pan Chengju strives to be the first with hard work and is vigorous and resolute, while Guo Chengshou is accompanied by romantic people and is a romantic scholar.
When the words got stuck again, Yang Wencai rolled his eyes and added: "Brother Guo doesn't know, right? This Di Jin, Di Shilin, was born in the Di family of Taiyuan. His ancestor was Duke Di Liang of the former Tang Dynasty. He also wanted to enter the academy." Study!”
"Oh? The wise man Di Gong is, there is only one person south of Beidou, but he is the queen of Di Wenhui, so disrespectful and disrespectful!"
After hearing this, Guo Chengshou finally stood up and showed an affectionate expression: "You are my ancestor's minister in the same palace, no wonder we fell in love at first sight!"
This is talking about the former Tang Prime Minister Guo Yuanzhen, who was also born in the Guo family of Taiyuan. Guo Yuanzhen was a famous general promoted by Wu Zetian. Together with Wang Xiaojie and Tang Xiujing, he was one of the few bright spots in the Wu Zhou Dynasty that was unfavorable in foreign wars. He was indeed the same as Di Renjie. The palace is a minister.
Being from a famous family does have such benefits. Your ancestors and I had a good relationship back then, and once we got along, even though the current Guo family and the Di family were completely different in power in Taiyuan, they still felt close to each other after all.
Di Jin looked calm and returned the courtesy with his hands in hand.
Guo Chengshou laughed and seemed to be interested: "I have "Yutang Collection", and I would like to invite Brother Di to share it. As for Pan County Lieutenant, if you have evidence of guilt, take me back to the county prison immediately. If it is just speculation, please hurry up. Leave quickly and don't disturb our interest! Where is the medicine list? Haven't you picked it up yet?"
As soon as the words fell, the book boy appeared in the hall holding a thick stack of papers: "Please have the county captain take a look!"
Pan Chengju's eyes twitched, and he reached out to take it. His arms suddenly sank, showing its weight: "So much?"
"I have been ill for a long time, this is just an ordinary thing!" Guo Chengshou waved his hand again, the meaning is clear, you can leave.
Pan Chengju didn't say much, and walked out holding the medicine list.
Yang Wencai smiled twice and seemed to want to stay, but he also knew that he was not very popular, so he bowed and slipped out.
No one paid any attention to him the whole time.
"It's finally quiet!"
Only Wei Yuan and Di Jin were left, a lecturer in the academy, and a student about to enter the academy. Guo Chengshou felt much more at ease and began to talk about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs.
It has to be said that this student is good at Xikun style, and his poems are indeed gorgeous and extremely flashy. The poems of Di Jin and Wei Yuan are in harmony, which makes the guests and hosts enjoy themselves. Time flies, and by the time they leave the courtyard, night is approaching.
Lin Xiaoyi, who had been waiting, came up to him and said in a low voice: "Sir, Madam Eleven has gone back and said she wanted to prepare dinner. Madam Lei and Mr. Mo also left, leaving two horses for us..."
"You go and lead the horse..." Di Jin nodded and looked towards the front yard.
A figure stood there like a gun.
He stepped forward quickly, and Pan Chengju's cold and solemn face came into view, and he asked: "How is it?"
Di Jin nodded tacitly: "It's hard to say whether he is the murderer, but this person is indeed related to the case!"
