After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 362 Huaishan County
The sun at noon in late autumn warmly shines on the earth.

An old man in gray and white sackcloth walked up the narrow streets and alleys of Huaishan County.

The old man just wandered on the streets paved with bluestone slabs, looking left and right, as if he was very curious about this place.

Huaishan County is not big.

It has only two vertical and one horizontal streets and alleys.

The streets and alleys are not long, so that some people say that you can urinate from the street to the end of the street.

This statement is of course a lot of exaggeration, but it can indeed be seen from the street to the end of the alley.

Huaishan County is not lively either.

Because here is a full five-day journey from Kyoto, and behind it is the majestic Qishan Mountain that stretches for hundreds of miles. There is no road leading to other places, so it is not a traffic hub, and there are few business travelers. There are not many residents.

The old man in gray linen came to an alley called Xiaobei Street.

The shops on both sides of the alley were half open and half closed.

He seemed to be walking casually, and when he came to a restaurant, he looked up and saw a flagpole beside the door of the restaurant.

A string of faded lanterns hung from a flagpole.

There are several large characters written on the lantern:

Xiangmanfang!
He stepped in.

The shop is not wide, and there are only four tables inside. It is noon at this moment, but there is not even a diner in the shop.

He sat in front of the table in the innermost corner, and a fat middle-aged man who was the shopkeeper, waiter, and cook came over.

He tore off a black cloth towel from his shoulder, wiped it casually on the table, and asked without enthusiasm:
"What to eat?"

The old man looked up at him.

"Half a catty of beef, half a catty of sauced pig's tail, two taels of shochu, two steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, and a salted duck egg."

When the fat man heard this, he curled his lips: "There is no beef, but there is pig tail, but it is not sauce, but marinated. Do you want it or not?"

"do not want!"

"it is good."

The chubby man turned around, and a moment later brought a plate, and put it in front of the old man with a "clang".

But the old man was not angry.

He ate slowly for about half an hour, then dropped a grain of silver, and just got up and walked to the door.

"Too many, only 32 copper plates, can't find it!"

"There's no need to look for it. Last time I owed Mr. Ding Da 66 copper coins."

The chubby man was startled suddenly, "...are you the one who owed money 20 years ago?"

"Yes, where is Mr. Ding Da?"

"Wharf, fishing!"

"it is good."

……

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Huaishan County Pier.

It's almost deserted here.

Because the Shuangjiao Lake water bandits blocked the Yuguangda Canal, and this was originally a small tributary of the Yuguangda Canal, so far few ships have moored here.

On this pier, under this autumn sun, there is a small canopy boat in the river.

Sitting on the bow of the small canopy was a fisherman who was also dressed in gray and white linen. There was a small stove on the bow. There was a small pot on the small stove, and hot smoke was coming out of the small pot.

The old man on the bank looked at it for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

He jumped and landed lightly on the small canopy boat.

The fisherman turned his head, "Eldest grandson Jinghong!"

"You're still here!"

He is Sun Jinghong, the eldest son of the Imperial City Commander!
He left the Imperial City Division where he had guarded for 20 years, and came to this remote place.

"Well, you've been fishing here for 20 years, and I'm afraid you've caught all the fish here!"

Mr. Ding Da looked away and looked at the motionless float on the river, "Have you paid back the money yet?"

"It's back."

Changsun Jinghong sat down on the side of the boat, looked at the floats on the river, and asked after a while: "How have you been all these years?"

"Fortunately... I feel much more at ease now that I left the damned place of the Imperial City Division."

Once upon a time, there was a world-famous life and death judge in the Imperial City Department. His name was Mr. Ding Da!
When Empress Lu planted the big leaf banyan in Huangchengsi, Mr. Ding Da disappeared without a trace, and now he has even been forgotten.

Some people said that he had done too many evil things and was secretly executed by Changsun Jinghong.

Some people also said that he was slaughtered when he investigated the case of Lu Zhanxiao.

No one knew he was still alive.

He lives in Huaishan County and runs a food shop, but the business is not good, so he spends more time fishing in this river.

"I heard that the Imperial City Division has another vice-promoter,"

Mr. Ding Da turned his head to look at Changsun Jinghong again, "So, are you finally willing to leave that ghostly place?"

"Um,"

Changsun Jinghong nodded, "I can feel relieved if I entrust the Imperial City Secretary to him."

"He can't be Queen Lu's son!"

"I know."

"Then...why did you hand over the Imperial City Division to him?"

"Because I don't have time to find Queen Lu's son."

Mr. Ding Da was not surprised, he looked at Changsun Jinghong for three breaths, turned his head, took a sip from a wine bag from his side, and handed it to Changsun Jinghong.

"I can not help you."

Changsun Jinghong took the wine bag and took a sip:
"I didn't want you to get involved again. I came to look for you. I just asked you to leave here earlier."

Mr. Ding Da picked up the fishing rod, took out a small box beside him, took out an earthworm, squinted his eyes, hung the earthworm on the hook and threw it out.

"I'm older than you."

"I'm used to living here."

"Although the shop's business is not good, the money saved in the past is enough for my retirement..."

"I've spent my entire life in upheaval, and finally settled down in the past 20 years, but you want me to leave..."

"Don't do it!"

Changsun Jinghong grinned:
"I just hope that the rest of your life can still be safe."

Mr. Ding Da turned his head, looked at Changsun Jinghong, and said very seriously:

"There are tens of thousands of mice in the mountains...you are looking for death!"

Changsun Jinghong stretched out his hand to undo the lid of the pot that was emitting white smoke, and a strong smell of fish soup wafted over. He picked up a spoon to fill a bowl, and blew: "I must seek death!"

"Fulfill that Mr. Li?"

"Not at all."

"To save the emperor?"

"Not at all."

"That's all of them accounted for, what's the reason for the rest?"

"I'm sorry for my brother, I failed to protect him after all."

Mr. Ding Da was startled, ignored the moving buoy and looked at Changsun Jinghong, "Changsun Tiexian passed away?"

"It seems that you really don't care about world affairs. He died on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Who killed it?"

"Do you still remember the battle at the top of the Forbidden City in the winter of the third year of Zhaohua?"

Mr. Ding Da frowned: "Qin Huaiyu and Eunuch He?"

"Yes, the Imperial City Secretary searched carefully after that battle, but they didn't find the whereabouts of these two people, and they haven't seen their bodies yet..."

"So you think they're still alive?"

"Wei San hanged himself in the Confucius Temple, and left a piece of paper, which said that if you look for the source of Yunshan, I thought it was referring to Shuiyunshan, but later I realized that I was wrong!"

"I thought Qin Huaiyu or Eunuch He were in the Yinyue Pavilion in Shuiyun Mountain. If they or one of them were in the Yinyue Pavilion, then Queen Lu's son was most likely in the Yinyue Pavilion. "

"But they are not in Yinyue Pavilion!"

Mr. Ding Da pondered for a moment, "Have you found the Yinyue Pavilion?"

"No, but this time in Shuangjiao Mountain to suppress the bandits, Mrs. Fan sent Si Kongbao, Du Yunfeng, Miserable Monk, and Tong Laoxie, four top masters... and in Shuangjiao Mountain, a great master appeared. Grandmaster!"

"Ningguo has an extra great master!"

"He's either Qin Huaiyu or He Gonggong!"

"This grand master is not in Yinyue Pavilion, he has been in the palace all along!"

"The death of Tie Xian was pierced by a sword, the sword was not big, but his body was almost completely shattered by the sword energy, but the sword did not go all out, so that Tie Xian was able to return to his home. "

Mr. Ding Da frowned, "So it's Qin Huaiyu? After all, he was once in love with the iron wire!"

Changsun Jinghong nodded, "I think the one in the palace is Qin Huaiyu, and that Eunuch He, his name is... He Yunshan!"

Mr. Ding Da's eyes widened immediately, "...Yunshan Xing, you mean finding He Yunshan? He didn't die?"

"Most likely!"

"Eunuch He is the person next to Concubine Li!"

"Yes, so, the death of Empress Lu is probably the work of Concubine Li!"

Mr. Ding Da pondered for a moment and shook his head: "It doesn't make sense!"

"If it was Concubine Li's handwriting, why is it necessary to leave an emperor's eldest son?"

Changsun Jinghong looked up at the vast river, "I've been thinking about this question for 30 days!"

"Have you figured it out?"

"I understand."

"What do you want to understand?"

"I guessed wrong. The person who really has the chance to attack Empress Lu is Princess Liyang! Concubine Li Gui sent He Yunshan to take away the eldest son of the emperor for protection!"

"...Who are you afraid of?"

"Xi Wei!"

"Then what is the purpose of their fight at the top of the Forbidden City?"

"cheat."

"Cheat who?"

"It's still Xi Wei!"

"evidence?"

"Empress Lu's personal maid is named Si Qin. On the night of Empress Lu's death, she escaped disguised as Li Chunfu's book boy, married Li Chunfu's son Li Wenhou, and changed her name to Ding Xiao'e."

"She sent me a letter."

"There are only three sentences in the letter."

"What?"

"The eldest son of the emperor is alive!"

"Shuzhou has Yunshan Mountain."

"... What's another sentence?"

Changsun Jinghong leaned over and whispered something in Mr. Ding Da's ear.

Mr. Ding Da was shocked...

"These things are here to tell you. Now that you know the secret, you can only leave here and find another place to fish."

Changsun Jinghong stood up and said again:
"When all the dust settles, tell Chen An about these things."

"Why didn't you tell him?"

Changsun Jinghong laughed, "He is a good boy with a kind heart. If I tell him, he will come to save me."

"I can die, but he can't die!"

"You must leave Huaishan County before sunset, because people from Changle Palace will arrive here before sunset."

Mr. Ding Da stood up and looked at Changsun Jinghong for a long time, "The rats in the mountains are very fierce!"

"You... I won't take the risk to collect your body!"

Changsun Jinghong nodded.

Mr. Ding Da flew away and disappeared in this deserted pier.

He did not return to Xiangmanfang, he left Huaishan County directly.

Chang Sun Jinghong sat on the small stool, held the fishing rod, and started catching fish.

(End of this chapter)