Before going out, Duan Hongning and Liu Qingxi had a sudden idea. They pressed Lin Sui'an on the couch and took off his shirt, changed into a new style of Hu clothes, drew his eyebrows, applied powder, and dotted his lips, facing the two beautiful women. Lin Sui'an, a delicate little lady, did not dare to resist vigorously, so she simply closed her eyes, lay down on her back, and let them make trouble.
Duan Hongning is indeed a master of beauty. With just a few strokes, Lin Sui'an's beauty immediately rose to several levels. Lin Sui'an looked in the mirror and felt very good and energetic.
Then, I saw Hua Yitang in the main hall.
Hua Yitang was completely stunned. He stared at Lin Sui'an stupidly, staring while standing, walking, sitting, and drinking tea. His eyes seemed to be on Lin Sui'an's face. Even though Lin Sui'an was No matter how nervous Sui'an was, he couldn't stand such a fiery gaze. He glared back and said, "Don't look at it."
Hua Yitang said "Ah——" but still couldn't take his eyes away.
The girls around me burst into laughter.
Lin Sui'an's face burned so hard that he kicked Hua Yitang, "Still looking! Turn around!"
This kick was not light, and Hua Yitang took a breath. He finally moved his eyes away for a moment, blinked and moved back again, puffing up his cheeks, "It looks good, let me look at it for a while, you are stingy."
Lin Sui'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was so emotionally aggrieved.
"Ms. Lin is a martial arts practitioner. She is suitable for clean and neat Hufu. The makeup does not need to be heavy, just light makeup." Liu Qingxi sat next to Lin Sui'an with a bookcase and took out two powder boxes, "Today's use The powder is the new product of my Liu's Powder Shop, 'Yun Dan Feng Qing', if paired with 'Water and Sky One Color' rouge, it will definitely look better."
Hua Yitang waved her fan and said, "Hua bought all this box of makeup."
Lin Sui'an: "Hey!"
Liu Qingxi was overjoyed, "There are other categories in Liu's powder shop, especially lip balm, which is made from the freshest flower petals and is also mixed with the most popular Persian spices——"
"Send them all to Hua's Ninety-nine House. If there are new products in the future, they will also be sent here."
"Hua Yitang!" Lin Sui'an couldn't stand listening anymore, "Why did you buy these? I don't know how to put on makeup."
"It doesn't matter," Hua Yitang waved his fan proudly, "I'll go learn."
"..."
The girls laughed even harder, and Liu Qingxi looked incredulous, "He is indeed a Hanashiro who spends a lot of money..."
Among the laughter, only Duan Hongning did not laugh. She looked at Lin and Hua quietly for a long time and sighed softly.
Hua Yitang looked at Madam Lin with fiery and sincere eyes, and her thoughts about Madam Lin were so obvious. Madam Lin seemed unaware, but she probably didn't even notice it herself. She looked at Hua Yitang's face. All the time, the smile is shining.
But...is this man really worth it?
Duan Hongning remembered that she had asked someone before.
[Is this man worthy of your sincerity? 】
The man smiled and replied: "It's worth it." 】
However, the truth is exactly the opposite!
Duan Hongning closed her eyes hard.
Not worth it at all!
"Ms. Duan, it's not good, it's not good!" The doorman ran in dancing, fell down, and didn't bother to wipe the dirt on his face. He raised his head and screamed, "Wai, Wai Wai. A group of people came outside and surrounded our house!"
Everyone was in an uproar, and Duan Hongning slowly opened her eyes, "Who dares to come to my Duan Jiu family to cause trouble? Don't you know that Hua Canjun is a guest here?"
"He, he, he, they said, he joined the army just for Hua!" the boy shouted, "The leader is Wu Chun, the leader of the Wuling Alliance, who is yelling about what kind of bet he wants to fulfill!"
Lin Sui'an: Oh! It turned out to be waiting for them here.
Hua Yitang smiled brightly, closed the fan and stood up, "Just in time!"
For the first time, Ling Zhiyan experienced what "it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality". She was used to sitting on the imperial chair in Huazhai. Now, she can't even sit on her knees for a quarter of an hour. Her calf muscles are twisted and her toes are twisted. It's throbbing, it hurts.
After waiting eagerly all morning, I was first watched by passers-by like a monkey, then ridiculed by the tea waiters, and chased, beaten and scolded by the ladies. Now I finally met the Qiuyue Tea House with Hua Yimeng's face. The female shopkeeper Xue Qiu and Lord Ling Sizhi cannot back down no matter what.
Lady Snow is about ten years old. She is wearing a light cyan dress, her hair is in a high bun, and she only has a simple and elegant silver hairpin. She has a slender figure, fair skin, the kind of pale that has not been exposed to the sun all year round, and a bland expression. It was also light. At this time, he was kneeling and sitting opposite, making tea for everyone. What he brewed was Qingzhou's top-grade hundred-flower tea.
The tea set is made of Hua's white porcelain. The bottom of the tea cup is burned with light cyan snowflakes. After pouring the tea, the snowflakes seem to float on the water, which is very elegant.
"This tea set was given to me by Sanniang last time. I have been reluctant to use it. Today I just use it to entertain distinguished guests." Lady Xue presented the tea cups one by one. "I'm neglecting Ling Si Zhi today. I hope Ling Si Zhi doesn't want it." Blame.”
Ling Zhiyan took a sip of tea and said, "It doesn't matter."
Because of the unplanned appearance of Hua Yimeng, Ling Zhiyan and Dali Temple Si Zhi's identity naturally couldn't be concealed, so they had to reveal their identity for questioning. Fortunately, Hua Yimeng and Qu Hui were there, so the atmosphere was not too serious.
Xueqiu: "What does Ling Si come here to ask?"
Ling Zhiyan put down the tea cup and raised her eyes to look at Xue Qiu, "I wonder if Madam Xue knows Lian Xiaoshuang?"
This is Ling Zhiyan's habit. When asking about the case, no detail can be ignored, especially the eyes and micro-expressions of relevant witnesses, which may become the key to solving the case.
Unexpectedly, when Ling Zhiyan saw it, Xueqiu's expression suddenly changed and she quickly turned her face away. Hua Yimeng gave Ling Zhiyan a hard elbow.
Ling Zhiyan was stunned, "Sanniang of the Hua family, what's the matter?"
Hua Yimeng was helpless, "It's so rude!"
Ling Zhiyan: "Huh?"
Hua Yimeng coughed twice and signaled with her eyes. Ling Zhiyan looked over inexplicably. Xueqiu covered the left side of her face with her hand, touched it, breathed a sigh of relief, and put down her hand.
Only then did Ling Zhiyan notice that Xue Qiu's face was unusually white. It was not only white, but also very delicate, with a faint silky sheen. The expression on the left half of her face was slightly stiff. Ling Zhiyan suddenly realized that Xue Qiu's face was white. There was a layer of something on Qiu's face, like powder or powder?
He really didn't understand women's makeup, so he hurriedly asked Hua Yimeng for help with his eyes.
Hua Yimeng lowered her voice and said, "Ms. Snow's face was injured, so she used makeup to modify it."
Ling Zhiyan suddenly broke out in cold sweat, clasped her fists and said, "It's Ling who was rude."
Xue Qiu shook her head and smiled gratefully at Hua Yimeng, "If Ling Si asked directly about Lady Lian, who is good at embroidering begonias, I do know her."
Ling Zhiyan didn't dare to stare at Xueqiu's face. Her eyes had nowhere to rest and could only stare at the tea cup on the table, "How did we know each other?"
"I like Lian Niangzi's embroidery. I have made several reservations, and we naturally got to know each other as soon as we came and went."
"Does Lady Xue still know Duan Hongning from Hongxiangfang and Minina from Yongzhoufang?"
"I've met him several times in the embroidery workshop, but I'm not familiar with him."
"Not familiar?" Ling Zhiyan reflexively raised her head to look at Xueqiu's face, but suddenly realized it and quickly lowered her eyelids, "I have seen the account books of three embroidery workshops. You, Duan Hongning and Minina have been doing the same every month for a year. On the 15th, I went to the embroidery workshop to pick up the goods from Lian Xiaoshuang. Isn't it an appointment?"
"It turns out that this is what Ling Si asked directly," Xue Qiu paused, "We did make an appointment. Madam Lian doesn't like to go out, so the three of us accommodated her, so we made an appointment to pick up the goods on the same day to avoid Madam Lian having to run around too much. road."
Xueqiu's answer was reasonable and impeccable, but Ling Zhiyan just felt that something was not right, but she couldn't observe the other person's expressions and eyes. She was very anxious, picked up the tea cup, put it down, put it down, picked it up again, and sipped. He took a sip and said, "Lian Xiaoshuang had an abortion, did you know?"
Xueqiu's hand washing the tea suddenly shook, and the water overflowed, scalding her fingertips. She quickly retracted her hand, took out a wet handkerchief and wiped it, "I have never heard Madam Lian mention this matter."
Ling Zhiyan quickly judged: She is lying!
"Do you know Lian Xiaoshuang's lover?"
Xueqiu wrapped her fingers tightly with a wet handkerchief, her knuckles were green and white, "I haven't seen him before, I don't recognize him."
Ling Zhiyan: This sentence is probably true.
"Besides the three of you, who else often buys embroidery from Lian Xiaoshuang?"
Xue Qiu loosened the handkerchief and continued to wash the tea sets with tea slowly, "Ling Sizhi should ask the shopkeeper of the embroidery shop about this issue, they know better."
Ling Zhiyan sighed secretly: It seems that we can only stop here today.
Hua Yimeng waved her finger in front of Ling Zhiyan's eyes, "Are you done asking?"
Ling Zhiyan nodded, drank the remaining tea in one gulp, stood up and saluted, "In this case, Ling will not bother you anymore. Take your leave."
When leaving the tea house, Ling Zhiyan heard Hua Yimeng enthusiastically introduce to Xueqiu how Qu Hui was smart and polite, how she came from a rough life, and how she could make money by being capable. Then she remembered that Hua Yimeng had said before that she wanted to introduce a tea shop to Qu Hui. It turned out that the doctor's work was not a perfunctory word of comfort at that time, but the truth.
As expected of the Yang Duhua clan, he really does what he says.
People were coming and going on the street, shouting non-stop, and the wind carried the smell of lively fireworks. Ling Zhiyan took a long breath and walked in the direction of the Yacheng along with the flow of people. She went over the testimonies of Duan Hongning and Xueqiu in detail in her mind. , still no doubts were found, but the uneasiness in my heart was getting bigger and bigger, as if some key point had been missed...
Seven or eight men in rich attire passed by, walking in a sloppy manner. Pedestrians on the road stayed away, pointing at the backs of several men in rich attire and whispering.
Ling Zhiyan stopped suddenly, and with a quick glance, she seemed to have seen the faces of those people somewhere.
"It's the Ma family bastards and those first-generation ancestors again, why are they here again?"
"Bullying women is shameless!"
Ling Zhiyan remembered that the leader was the only son of the Ma family in Dongcheng, named Ma Biao. He was thirteen years old, uneducated and incompetent, causing trouble every day. The other few, who seemed to be the children of the Wang family and the Su family, were all scattered. I saw it at the Hualou night banquet.
Could it be? !
Ling Zhiyan quickly turned around and saw Ma Biao and others swaggering into Qiuyue Teahouse.
"Hey, hey, hey, do you think this place is a little crowded?" Jin Ruo asked, rubbing his arms.
Wu Da swallowed his saliva, "Yes, yes, we, we, we, we, we, we should go back first to report Hua to join the army, and ask Mrs. Lin to come over and hold the line!"
Fang Ke rolled his eyes and said, "Come on."
In front of the three people was a righteous village with black walls, black tiles, black doors, and a black plaque. The words on the plaque were pale and pale, just like Fang Qi's face. There were also two pale and broken lanterns, motionless and cold.
There are two steamed willow trees planted in front of the gate. The bark of the trees is rugged, and the messy willow branches stand silently in the sun, like two disheveled human heads.
The gate of Yizhuang was ajar, and the ground was covered with withered willow leaves and paper money. Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the paper money swirled and flew up, then dispersed again. A group of crows flew up from the willow tree. Squawks and screams flooded into Yizhuang, without any sound.
Jin Ruo tugged Fang Ke's sleeve frantically, "Doctor Fang! Fang Wuzuo!! Ancestor Fang!! I just checked the almanac, it's not a good time to travel today, why don't we go back first and come back another day -"
"Tomorrow comes tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows." Fang tightened the straps of the big wooden box and strode towards the gate of Yizhuang. "You're already here, so naturally you have to go in and take a look."
Jin Ruo was about to cry, but he couldn't let Fang Ke be in danger alone, so he chased after Fang Ke with a grimace and tears in his eyes. The shivering cat was behind Fang Ke, moving quickly in small steps. As he was moving, a shadow flashed behind him. , one hand grabbed his belt, Jin Ruo screamed in fright, and when he looked back, it was Wu Da who had followed him. He was in the same posture as him, and his complexion was probably not much different, as white as a wipe. A layer of wall putty.
Jin Ruo: "Captain Wu, you scared me to death!"
Wu Da: "Master Jin, please stop shouting and screaming, you will scare the living person to death!"
Fang Ke: "Shut up, it's so noisy!"
Yizhuang is bigger than expected. It is actually a three-in-one courtyard.
There is only one Buddhist hall in one courtyard, which houses a dilapidated statue of Laojun. The beard is broken and the incense burner is cracked. A big black mouse scurries over Laojun's head, which shocks Jin Ruo and Wu Da again. After yelling and screaming for a while, Fang Ke couldn't bear it anymore and turned around to glare hard.
The gangster in red was more menacing than a ghost. Jin Ruo and Wu Da quickly covered their mouths, not even daring to fart.
The three of them walked through the courtyard like a string of roasted meat. There were six side rooms built on the left and right sides. The roots of the walls were covered with dark green moss. The window paper had been gnawed away by mice, leaving only the bare window lattice, wrapped with dry ivy. Fang Ke casually opened a room. The room was empty, with only a broken straw mat and a few chipped coarse porcelain bowls. Someone must have lived there before.
Jin Ruo shook his fingers and wiped a handful of dust from the window sill, then rolled it with his fingertips and said, "No one has been here for at least half a year."
Wu Da: "Feng Qiao's confession said that Yaxingmen stopped working in Yizhuang half a year ago."
"Why half a year ago?"
"Feng Qiao doesn't know either."
Fang Ke clicked his tongue, "There isn't even a single corpse in such a big Yizhuang. It's such a waste."
With that said, he continued to walk towards the third courtyard, his thin body seemed to contain great strength, easily dragging the two big tails of Jin Ruo and Wu Da who were crying without tears.
The third courtyard has a spacious lobby with six large wooden doors, no formal windows, and only a row of ventilation holes under the eaves. It is very similar to the structure of the Corpse Hall.
Fang Ke's eyes lit up, and the roots of Jin Ruo and Wu Da's hair exploded.
Sure enough, there was something in the lobby. Several coffins were piled up and down. They seemed to be made of good materials and workmanship. The coffins were not covered and had their mouths open. Fang Ke rushed in first and looked at each one, feeling very disappointed.
"It's all empty."
Jin Ruo and Wu Da huddled at the door and let out a long breath.
Fang Ke turned around and walked to the innermost coffin. He looked overjoyed and said, "This coffin is sealed." He raised his hand and knocked, "There is something inside! You two, come here and open the coffin!"
Jin Ruo and Wu Da: "Eh?!!"
Fang Ke frowned angrily, "Quick! Click!"
The two of them supported each other, bent their waists and walked over on tiptoes, placing their hands on the coffin board. At this moment, there was a "dong" sound from the coffin.
Jin Ruo and Wu Da jumped three feet high and hid behind Fang Ke. Fang Ke stared at the coffin, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
The coffin board made a sour creaking sound, creaking - creaking... inch by inch, it moved away, and a bone-like hand suddenly came out and placed it on the coffin board with a snap.
Jin Ruo and Wu Da sat down on the ground, "Fake corpses!"
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Mu Xia, who was preparing dinner, raised her head: "There seems to be some noise?"
Eta, who was dutifully adding spices to the barbecue, pricked up her ears: "It seems like Brother Jin is here, screaming."
Everyone looked at each other: "Jin Ruo (Brother Jin) must be hungry.":,,
