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The old man stood there and watched the young man offer incense to his husband. Since the two people in front of him came prepared, it would be useless for him to escape here.
After burning incense, the young man packed up the basket in his hand and walked down the mountain.
The old man did not expect that the young man left without coming to question him.
"Excuse me, do you know anyone buried here?" The old man couldn't help but speak first.
"Maybe we know each other." The young man tilted his head slightly.
The old man pretended to be calm: "Buried here"
The old man pondered and hadn't finished speaking, but the young man said: "He is a noble and righteous gentleman."
The old man's heart couldn't help constricting for a while.
The young man's eyes fell on the old man: "This gentleman should not be buried here."
The old man didn't understand what the young man meant.
The young man looked towards the north: "It should be higher, so he can see the whole capital and know what happened in it. Maybe the husband doesn't care about those power struggles, but at least he can feel at ease."
The old man knew the meaning of the word "An Xin", his hands trembled slightly, this young man seemed to know everything.
When Mr. found him and told him to take care of the affairs after his death, he was indescribably surprised, because at that time Mr. looked fine and didn¡¯t seem to be suffering from any illness, but after Mr. died, he drank a glass of poisoned wine and lay peacefully on the bed. There, it seems that there is no longer any concern.
After the young man finished speaking, he turned and left. The old man followed the young man involuntarily, watching the young man go down the mountain, get on his horse and leave.
There are not many words coming and going, as if they knew that Mr. Wenxi was buried here and just wanted to come to worship, but he knew it was not that simple. Only he knew that Mr. Wenxi was buried here, and they followed him come here.
The old man was stunned for a moment and walked towards the village. He staggered and walked a long way before returning to his yard. He tended the stove and started cooking as usual. After eating, he sat in the yard Li quietly looked at the sky above his head.
He once thought about what would happen to him if things were revealed, but he didn't care about that, because he was afraid that he would disappoint his husband's trust in him.
Finally, the old man stood up and went back to the house, removed the blue brick behind the cabinet, took out a porcelain vase and a letter and put it in his arms.
"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door, and the old man's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. He responded and walked slowly towards the door.
The two dilapidated door panels were slowly opened by the old man, which made him feel a little surprised. The person standing at the door was no longer the young man, but a young girl with a bright face.
"Old man," the girl said, "It's snowing outside again, can we go in and hide?"
The sky is clear and cloudless, where does the snow come from.
The old man couldn't help laughing at the girl's excuse, he stepped aside and said, "If you don't mind, come in!"
A few people went into the house and sat down. The house was poor and there was no bamboo to sit on. The girl sat on the kang covered with bamboo mats.
The old man poured a bowl of hot water and placed it in front of the girl: "There is nothing to entertain distinguished guests."
Before the old man's smile faded from his face, he heard a crisp voice: "Are you ready?"
The old man was slightly taken aback, but he nodded quickly.
Seeing the young man on the mountain, he didn't come back to his senses for a moment, but now he has thought clearly, since he has found him, he can't hide.
Xu Qinghuan nodded to Yongye, signaling him not to be nervous. Just now Yongye said that the old man was very shocked when he was on the mountain, but now that they came to the door again, the old man's expression became natural and firm, and there was no worry in his eyes anymore. This kind of reaction made her more sure that they found the right person.
"Old man," Xu Qinghuan said, "We are investigating a case, and we just want to ask you if the gentleman you buried left any words."
The old man's gaze was slightly distracted: "Fourteen years have passed, when Mr. Epidemic rescued me in the village, my whole family went away, and only the old man was left. After I followed my husband to Beijing, I found this place to stay. Mr. often Come over to have tea with me. I don¡¯t understand what Mr. said on weekdays, but Mr. is different from many scholars, Mr. will not look down on us vulgar people, he is willing to listen to us to say some useless trivial things.
Later, one day my husband found me My husband said that he was in great trouble, and staying in this world would only implicate more people. He asked me to bury him alive, and it would be best to send him to a high mountain. "
After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the girl: "Mr. said,??After I went, if someone came to me to inquire about him, if I didn't say anything, those people might arrest me for interrogation, so he left a note and asked me to give it to the person who found it. "
After finishing speaking, the old man took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Xu Qinghuan.
Xu Qinghuan slowly opened the letter in his hand. After more than ten years, the paper had begun to turn yellow, and there were only two words on the paper.
The old man once again reached into his arms and held the porcelain bottle tightly. The gentleman said that if this note was given to those people, and those people still showed their vicious looks, then he would have to die, so he prepared a bottle of poison.
Xu Qinghuan put away the letter paper and stood up to salute the old man: "I'm disturbing the old man."
Seeing the young girl leading people out of the house, the old man couldn't help being a little surprised.
The sound of the carriage gradually faded away.
The old man stood there for a long time, finally let go of his palm, and the porcelain bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered. Perhaps the day he had been waiting for finally arrived
In the carriage, Xu Qinghuan unfolded the letter paper in his hand again, and the two letters on the paper came into view again.
Xu Qinghuan put away the paper again.
She hadn't seen Mr. Wenxi when he was alive. She only knew that fourteen years after his death, he was still helping them, Wei Wangfu, and them.
Xu Qinghuan let out a sigh of relief.
There was a sound of horseshoes around, and then Yong Ye's words came from outside: "Miss, you are soldiers and horses of the imperial court."
The Xu family's carriage stopped.
"Miss Xu," a lieutenant jumped off his horse, "The empress dowager summoned Miss Xu, please go to the palace immediately."
Xinggong is the place where the grandmother and her were taken in the rebellion case of King Wei.
Xu Qinghuan said: "Are there palace cards and documents?"
The deputy general handed the object in his hand to the steward of the Xu family.
Xu Qinghuan took a closer look, and ordered the steward: "Follow this general."
"Is there any evidence in Missy's hands?"
Before the carriage moved forward, the deputy general asked again.
"You don't have to bother that old man," Xu Qinghuan said, "The evidence is already with me, and I will hand it over when I see the people in the yamen."
The lieutenant general didn't force her either: "This item is of great importance. It is related to the safety of the eldest lady. Please put it away properly."
The carriage moved forward slowly.
Xu Qinghuan saw the snowflakes dancing in the air through the curtain, and finally started. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com