Talk about the other side.
After Gu Qingjue and the others came out of Gu's house, they first asked Sanqi to go to the town to buy horses. After buying the horses, they met Gu Qingjue Zeng Shengji in the suburbs.
The three of them hurried all the way to the northwest, and arrived at the boundary of Mingguang County three days later.
The further north you go, the weather gradually gets colder. Originally, you relied on the dry food prepared by Su Yixin to satisfy your hunger.
But because Zeng Shengji ate a lot and they didn't have storage bags, the dry food they brought was limited. The main reason was that Su Yixin didn't know that Zeng Shengji would go to the academy with her. The half-month's dry food they had originally prepared was already gone the next day. We have almost eaten, and we must go into the city today to replenish dry food.
The three of them entered Mingguang County when it was almost dark and found an inn called Fulai to stay.
"Waiter, I want three guest rooms."
"Okay, sir, please!"
Most of the inns in the Song Dynasty only provided accommodation, while Fulai Inn provided both accommodation and food. Such a large scale may be due to the fact that Mingguang County is located in a traffic fortress with a relatively large population. The first floor is a place for eating, and the second floor is a place for eating. The building is a place for accommodation.
The waiter led the three of them to the second floor and pointed to the three rooms on the left: "Three guest officers, these are the three rooms."
Feng Dian slept in the open for several days. Although it was cold and he didn't smell bad, the smell was not much better. He asked for hot water and washed himself before going downstairs to eat.
While I was eating, many people ran past the door, followed by people in the inn.
They were just passing by, not interested in what was going on outside, and concentrated on eating.
About a quarter of an hour later, people who had run out from the inn to watch the excitement came back one after another.
Sanqi stood up with great discernment and asked a man who was sitting at the window to eat, about 21 or 2 years old, wearing a yellow and red round-neck brocade robe: "Brother, what happened just now?" Already?"
"Little brother, your accent sounds like a foreigner, right?"
Sanqi nodded: "Well, come out with my young master to see the world. I just heard someone said that someone drowned?"
This man's name was Tan Tingbao, and he was sitting at a window of the inn. A native of Mingguang County, he originally only ate at the Fulai Inn. While waiting for the food, he happened to be in a position where he could see the movement on the wooden bridge not far away. When he saw people running over, he also went to join in the fun. Huizheng wants to share the information he knows with others.
Seeing that he was still young at the age of thirty-seven, I guessed that he was just curious and asked casually, so he told me everything he knew.
"No, it's not someone else who died, but the little daughter of the county magistrate's family. This county magistrate came to Mingguang County a year ago to take up his post. He was a very good official. Why didn't God open his eyes and let his little girl die? Drowned in the river.”
As soon as the man finished speaking, a man of similar age at another table, wearing a wolf-colored round collar and embroidered with flying bird patterns, came over and said in a low voice: "I think things are not simple. I was very close just now, and the woman's hand There are still traces of being tied up with ropes. Although it is very shallow, I have good eyesight since I was a child, so I can still see it clearly."
"Didn't they all say they drowned?"
The man in the wolf-colored round-collared brocade robe looked like you don’t understand. He looked at the man in the yellow monochromatic brocade robe and Sanqi, lowered his head slightly, and said: "How is it possible that the hands are drowned?" There were signs of being tied up, so he was obviously killed and thrown into the river.”
This table was adjacent to the table of Gu Qingjue and Zeng Shengji. With their skills, even if their voices were low, they could still hear their conversation clearly.
As the man in the wolf-colored brocade robe said, the woman who fell into the water and died had traces of rope binding on her hands, so the possibility of homicide was extremely high.
However, the person who died was the daughter of the county magistrate. If there really was something wrong, as long as he was not blind, he would definitely be able to detect it.
I thought this news was breaking news, but I didn’t expect that the man in wolf-colored clothes would say even more breaking news next: “I heard that this little girl from the county magistrate’s family fell in love with a scholar who was passing through here on his way to take the exam two months ago. , I had to follow the scholar to my death, and then I really eloped with the scholar."
The man in the yellow and red brocade robe was surprised and said, "You know about such a private matter?"
"That is!"
Gu Qingjue held the chopsticks in his right hand and rubbed them slowly with the index finger and thumb of his left hand.
The man in the wolf-colored brocade robe has an average appearance and average height. However, the material of his clothes is very good, and the jade pendant he wears around his waist is of high quality. Besides, this Fulai Inn, I heard someone mention it from the side just now. Although the food is more expensive, the taste is better than that of a serious restaurant.
Therefore, those with some wealth and good status in their families are willing to come to Fulai Inn for dinner. Their status naturally has channels to know the news.
What the man in the smoky brocade robe said was probably true.
At least that scholar does exist.
However, these are just Gu Qingjue's inner analysis. His current status is that he is a student studying at Chongyang Academy, and he is not qualified to intervene in this matter.
"If you go by your theory, it must be the scholar who killed Miss Qiu!"
"pretty close."
At this point, the voice gradually weakened, the food was served, and everyone went to eat.
Sanqi also returned to his seat and had a good meal. The three of them were going to go upstairs to rest. When they were going up the stairs, the table sitting at the top of the stairs was also discussing the matter and mentioned the county magistrate of Mingguang County. Qiu Hong.
Zeng Shengji paused, looked back at the man who spoke, and walked over in a few steps.
As the tall man stood there, the people who were talking couldn't help but stop talking. Zeng Shengji asked expressionlessly: "What did you call the county magistrate just now?"
"ah?"
One of them said "Ah" in confusion.
Zeng Shengji stared at him: "What is the name of the county magistrate who was demoted here from Kaifeng Mansion?"
"Qiu...Qiu Hong!"
When Zeng Shengji heard this, he clenched his fingers tightly and made a squeaking sound.
The frightened people who were eating hurriedly took out some scraps of silver from their wallets and ran out of the inn in a panic.
When I walked to the door, I didn't forget to complain: This person is sick.
Gu Qingjue walked up to Zeng Shengji and said softly: "Master, if anything happens, let's go back to the room first."
"Um."
Zeng Shengji also knew that he had lost his composure, so he turned around and went upstairs. Gu Qingjue followed behind and entered Zeng Shengji's room.
After sitting for a while, Zeng Shengji spoke: "I don't remember many things in Kyoto, but I can remember the name Qiu Hong. He used to be my best friend, but for some reason, he was demoted to this position. Little Mingguang County.”
"Master, do you want to meet this Qiu Hong?"
"Um."
Zeng Shengji took a deep breath: "If it is really him, maybe he will know what happened in the Zeng Mansion."
He did not deliberately investigate what happened in Kyoto.
But since we met by chance, we always have to check it out.
(End of chapter)
