Records of the Lost Cases of Helaitang in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 213 Weakness
I lay in bed at night with my thoughts fluctuating, and I wanted to seize the Qingshuang Sword. I wanted to use the Qingshuang Sword to kill the grandson and comfort my father's spirit in heaven.

The next day, I told Vanilla and Hongzhu that the Qingshuang Sword appeared in the hands of a strange young man. They all agreed to take the sword back. The young man had weak swordsmanship and should not be difficult to deal with.

Last night, the young man and his group crossed Liuqiu Bridge around 1:00 or 2:00, and there was a curfew coming next, which meant that they must live near Liuqiu Bridge.

The Liuqiu Bridge area is really lively. If we linger here all day long, there will inevitably be idle old ladies coming to chat. So Huanghua and I disguised ourselves as dung carriers, so that others would not come to nag us if they were disgusted.

Unfortunately, at dusk that day, we actually waited for the young man.

The young man walked happily. He didn't carry a sword today. He entered the second house by the water under the bridge as if there was no one else. Soon he left the house again. I saw him closing the door and locking it from a distance. I guessed that he was going back the same way and passed Liuqiu Bridge. So I took a step ahead and stopped to have tea at the Hengtou Cen Laozi tea stall in the west of Suojin Village. Sure enough, he passed by the tea stall not long after and seemed to recognize us. I was surprised, but I saw a look of joy in his eyes. Sex, then strode away. I don't understand why he looks so happy, but I can tell that he doesn't have any ill intentions toward us. A young man of his age doesn't have such a deep understanding of the city.

So we followed him from a distance and saw him enter a large house and never come out again.

I pondered where he would put the Qingshuang Sword? The general heard someone at the tea stall talking about the county government's pursuit of the snitch last night. He also saw several disguised officials poking around, so he conceived a plan to survive. Tonight, he pretended to be an official and came to Suojin Village to search for the snitch. He found that Qingshuang borrowed the sword from its owner on the pretext of catching a thief. If he refused, he would snatch it and leave.

I was afraid that I would find the wrong person in the dark, so I casually drew a white circle on the west gable wall of the mansion. In our grassland, white circles are drawn to protect against wolves. I have been away from the grassland for so many years, and the tradition of the grassland is engraved in my blood.

Back to the inn to discuss, I picked four brothers from Heifeng Village. They were private salt dealers and had a set of counterfeit uniforms. I let one person wear it and the rest wore casual clothes. Such a scene. The brothers from Heifeng Village I have acted it many times, and I actually acted it well.

We set off by boat when we met in Zichou, and arrived at Suojin Village in Yinshi. We held torches and illuminated the alley. As soon as we entered the alley, we felt that something was not good. For some reason, the scenery in the alley changed drastically from when we left in the afternoon. It's a good bluestone road, but it's somehow covered with strange rocks. Black smoke comes out from time to time, which makes people's hair stand on end. There are white circles painted on the gables of houses in the entire alley. I can't confirm which house it is. I left my house decisively, returned to Liuqiu Bridge and took a boat to leave. Unfortunately, I was a step too late and was caught up by you. You are quite capable.

"Feng Xianglan, stop hiding and come out."

"Feng Xianglan, I know you are here."

When the eldest sister said this, both Wang Heng and Xiaocai knew that she was the Feng family of Yanzhao, Darufang, Songling, Wujiang.

Mrs. Feng was thoughtful, and Hongzhu, Aunt Hong, was uneasy. When she was about to say a few words, she heard several loud shouts outside the door.

Xiaocai smiled and said: "Madam, you are a little overconfident. If you had spent more time to understand the background, you would not have made this mistake. The owner of the big house in Suojin Village is a direct descendant of Zhuge Wuhou, so you are in the alley The one who got lost is the Zhuge Eight Formation Map he posted. The seventh brother and I, guests of Zhuge Mansion, have successfully solved three murder cases. "

The sound moved in circles from far to near. Feng Shi lowered her voice and said, "Shen Junzheng."

It seemed that Shen Junzheng had not discovered the secret room behind the screen for a while. He walked around a few times and finally said loudly: "Feng Xianglan, the court has returned to General Sun. General Sun will leave for Beijing early tomorrow morning. You are waiting in Nanjing." If you don't know the general, follow me north and I will help you."

The imperial court has re-recruited General Sun, and with his sword and shoes ready, he will leave for the north tomorrow? This is the latest information, and everyone in the room is suspicious and looking at each other. Seeing that no one responded to him, Shen Junzheng said coldly: "Feng Xianglan, the brothers in Heifeng Village are all hot-blooded and good men. Do you have the heart to drag them into the water and be wanted by the government?"

"It's not easy for your sister to build this business after running the Silver Lantern Inn for many years. How can you bear to know her for just a few days and then make her lose her place?"

"The young master and his two sisters of the Yan family have just lived a peaceful life for a few days. Are you going to make them become rebel families and become homeless?"

With tears streaming down her face, Mrs. Feng shouted loudly outside: "Master Shen, give me half an hour to arrange the funeral arrangements, and then I'll go with you."

Shen Junzheng laughed and said, "Madam, as long as you keep your word, I will wait for you for half an hour."

Mrs. Feng took out three banknotes from her pocket and gave one to each of Aunt Hong, Vanilla, and Wang Heng. The young man glanced at the face of the ticket out of the corner of his eye and took a breath of air. Hengtong Bank immediately redeemed the banknotes upon seeing the tickets. One thousand taels.

Aunt Hong and Xiang Xiang were also very puzzled. Mrs. Feng said: "When you sisters got married, you all owed a dowry. Today I will reissue it to you on behalf of your elders."

She lowered her voice and said: "Don't believe Shen Junzheng's words. As soon as I leave, Vanilla will close the Silver Lantern Inn. The capital is very big, so go far away. Hongzhu, what are your plans? ? In my opinion, it’s better to go back to Taicang as soon as possible instead of wandering around.”

Mrs. Feng bowed to Wang Heng and Xiaocai again and choked with sobs: "Young master is a scholar, so it is easier than Hongzhu and others. I will give these one thousand taels of tickets to Yan Ziyou of Da Rufang in Wujiang County. I will give him two My sister’s dowry.”

Wang Heng pondered for a while, nodded and said: "Madam, I promise you, my good friend Cheng Xiucai was a classmate of Yan Junziyou when he was a child. If I cannot personally hand it over to Young Master Yan, I will definitely ask Cheng Xiucai to hand it over to him."

Mrs. Feng wiped away her tears and said, "I'm leaving now. I have a narrow chance of death on my way north. If I can escape, I will come to you. Don't ask about my whereabouts to avoid causing trouble."

The three sisters cried bitterly, and Mrs. Feng carried her parcel on her back and stepped out of the secret room resolutely.

Suddenly, an idea came to Wang Heng's mind. He took a few steps forward and said in a low voice: "The youngest daughter of the Yan family must be Madam's biological child, right? The parents' beloved son has a far-reaching plan. He falsely reported his age and pretended to be born to his first wife, but it's a pity that it's still the case. Shen Junzheng has not been deceived. Madam has this weakness and has to be controlled by others. "

Mrs. Feng smiled miserably.

Wang Heng handed over the Qingshuang sword and said: "Madam, the property returns to its original owner."

Feng took the sword, straightened her shoulders and walked out of the inn.

The autumn wind rustles, yellow flowers pile up, and there is a chill between heaven and earth.