Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 560 The Rich Dead.

The adjacent village of Giethoorn Village is called Shenghuang Village. This village is not as prosperous as Giethoorn Village because it has nothing to do with the legend of Butterfly Spring. But even so, Giethoorn Village is not very big after all, so when there are many tourists, how much does this village have? It can also accommodate a lot of tourists, so they can be regarded as a share of the pie with Giethoorn.

At this time, the streets of Shenghuang Village were crowded with people, and it was very lively. It seemed that all the guests from Giethoorn Village had come here.

After Hwarang, Prince Duan Suxing and the others came to the inn where Xiao Zhuizi drank yesterday afternoon, they found that there were many people in the inn. Of course, most of these people came to eat, but some of them had already had lunch, and they were just Duan Suxing’s people. Guarding the door, they couldn't leave, so they had to stay in the inn.

Most of the inns are scholars, of course, there are also rich local rich people.

Because at noon, everyone was a little hungry, so they thought about eating together with the investigation. After thinking about it, Hwarang first asked the owner of the inn to prepare meals for them.

While they were preparing the meal, Hwarang called the innkeeper and asked, "The little Zhuizi from Giethoorn Village came to drink with you yesterday afternoon?"

The innkeeper nodded again and again: "That's right, they don't know what happened in Giethoorn Village in the past few days, and they didn't even open the shop. That little awl has always liked to drink, so he ordered a few jugs of good wine from me."

"How many jugs of good wine?" Hwarang was a little surprised.

The innkeeper nodded and said, "Yes, a few jugs of good wine cost half a tael of silver!"

"Half taels of silver?" Hwarang was even more surprised. Of course, half taels of silver is nothing to Hwarang and the others now, but for a lazy person like Xiao Zhuizi who often sneaks around, it seems a bit much.

Seeing Hua Lang being so surprised, the innkeeper thought he had said something wrong, so he quickly explained: "The jugs of wine are indeed genuine, worth two silver coins. I didn't extort money from Xiao Jianzi just because he suddenly got rich!"

The innkeeper's words made people more and more surprised. Hwarang looked at him and asked, "The little awl suddenly became rich?"

The innkeeper nodded: "Yes, after drinking a few jugs of wine, he took out two taels of silver from his pocket. That pocket is not small, it can hold more than a dozen taels of silver!"

After listening to the innkeeper's words, Duan Suxing suddenly asked: "Then did you kill Xiao Jianzi because of his ten taels of silver?"

Hearing this, the innkeeper shouted out his grievances, and said, "His Royal Highness is aware that the villain only just found out that the little awl was killed, but this has nothing to do with the villain at all. Besides, even though ten taels of silver It’s a lot, but my inn’s business is booming, and I don’t earn less than ten taels of silver a day, and I didn’t kill anyone.”

Seeing the innkeeper's nervousness, Hua Lang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't say you killed Xiao Zhuizi, but let me ask you, is there anything unusual about Xiao Zhuizi drinking here?"

The innkeeper nodded: "Of course there is something abnormal. He used to be poor, and there was money and half a tael of wine there, but yesterday he seemed to have made a fortune. That is really enviable. tight!"

"Then did he say where he got the money from?"

The innkeeper smiled shyly, and said, "It's easy for me to ask about this kind of thing, but judging by the character that Xiao Jianzi thinks, it's probably cheated and stolen."

Hua Lang nodded slightly, then looked at Bao Zheng and Duan Suxing and asked, "Do you have any questions?"

The few of them shook their heads, the Hwarang they wanted to ask had already been asked.

Duan Suxing saw that Hualala did not doubt the owner of the inn, so he asked the soldiers to withdraw. After the soldiers withdrew, the inn suddenly became cloudy, and the meals prepared by the inn for Bao Zhenghualang and the others were also delivered one after another. Come up.

At this time, everyone was not in a good mood, but the food must be eaten. During the meal, Duan Suxing seemed to suddenly think of something, so he said: "I don't know when Hui Qiong's injury will heal. This... he Not by my side, the prince doesn't even have a good appetite."

Seeing this, Hua Lang and others knew that Prince Duan Suxing missed Hui Qiong, so they all laughed and said: "If His Royal Highness cares about her, then go back to Huating to have dinner with her. Anyway, Huating is not very far from here."

Now that everyone has spoken out, how can the crown prince Duan Suxing leave? Although he misses Miss Hui Qiong, if he leaves at this time, wouldn't it make people laugh that the crown prince of Dali is too affectionate?

So at this time, Duan Suxing laughed again and again: "There, I just think Huiqiong is versatile. If we can come along and let her write the first lyrics and sing a song or something, maybe we can forget our troubles for a while. You don't know. Yesterday I When I went to find her, she was looking at Feng Yansi's magpie, I thought she must be very lonely in Huating."

Being alone at home, of course, is lonely. Seeing this, everyone couldn't say anything. At this time, Wen Yanbo put down his glass and said, "But Feng Yansi, Prime Minister of the Five Dynasties and Southern Tang Dynasty?"

Duan Suxing nodded and said, "Exactly."

Wen Yanbo seemed to know a lot about this prime minister, Feng Yansi, so he talked about it endlessly, and what he said was nothing more than some things about Feng Yansi's prime minister in the Southern Tang Dynasty, such as the defeat of the army, such as the dismissal of the prime minister. Kind of like, this is not Wen Yanbo's fault. After all, he is also a person who is more enthusiastic about official positions. Feng Yansi was an outlier when he became a prime minister in the Southern Tang Dynasty. He is naturally interested in studying it.

But Wen Yanbo said this, Duan Suxing was not very happy to hear it, because when he mentioned Feng Yansi, he also liked his poems, not his character, so when Wen Yanbo took a drink and paused, Duan Suxing immediately brought the topic to poetry, and when it came to poetry, his eyes turned to Hwarang.

"Feng Yansi can be said to have inherited Huajian Ci and innovated Huajian Ci in terms of poetry, and his Ci is written in a hazy and uncertain way. Are you familiar with it?"

Although Hwarang is no stranger to this Feng Yansi, he is not familiar with him, and he doesn't know much about his life, so at this time, he can only say: "I don't know him very well, but I just appreciate one of his poems very much. "

Upon hearing this, Duan Suxing asked again and again: "Oh, the young man appreciates Feng Yansi's poem?"

Hualang thought for a while, and said, "That's the first one to visit the Golden Gate!"

Duan Suxing is very familiar with poetry, so after Hua Lang said the name of the poem "Yi Jinmen", he suddenly said: "That poem is indeed a good poem, a rare good poem."