Scroll of Seven Sorrows

"My lord, please stay. Prime Minister Sun is hosting a banquet at the mansion on the [-]th of this month to welcome the students who came to take the exam. This is a post, please be sure to keep it, my lord." Zheng Li hadn't left the post house for a long time, and he just walked out the gate today. , I was handed a post by the guy.

Zheng Li took the post, and it really was an invitation from the prime minister of the court. It was written neatly in small letters on the [-]th day of this month to come to the house to get together.

"There are hundreds of students coming to Beijing to rush for the exam. Can Prime Minister Sun invite them all?" After receiving the prime minister's post, Zheng Li was naturally happy, but he also murmured that there are thousands of students, how can they take turns? A poor scholar from a poor family like him who came from a small place?

The clerk laughed and said, "My lord, you don't know. This is Sun Xiang's usual practice. Every scientific examination will invite the top eight students of the provincial examinations from all over the country to gather at the house half a month before the examination. Talents are talented, you must perform well, young master."

Roughly speaking, there are hundreds of people in the top eight places in the provincial examinations. This grandson is really thirsty for talents.

Zheng Li then smiled and thanked the buddy, turned around and went to Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an's room.

Fan Wujiu went to the intelligence agency in the capital to find out who had had a quarrel with Zheng Li's grandfather's house, and Xie Bi'an was the only one left in the room.Xie Bi'an looked at his neck in front of the bronze mirror, the spots hadn't disappeared, and he searched the house for a long time but couldn't find anything that could cover his neck, so he could only pull up his high school jacket a little, and then ran to let Zheng leave Door.

"I was just about to go out today when I received an invitation card from Prime Minister Sun. The buddy said that there are all top eight students in the provincial examination. I wonder if Brother Xie and Brother Fan can get it?" Zheng Li took out the invitation card and showed it to Xie Bi'an.

Sun Xiang?

Xie Bi'an took a rough look at the invitation, and there was nothing wrong with it, but at this juncture, anything that happened to Zheng Li seemed suspicious.

"I haven't stepped out of the room in the past few days, I have to wait for Brother Fan to come back to find out." Xie Bi'an handed the post back to Zheng Li and said.

"I heard from the staff that Prime Minister Sun's banquet is to test everyone's talents. If Prime Minister Sun wins his favor, even if he doesn't rank well on the list, his future official career will go smoothly. Brother Xie, please be careful. Get ready." Zheng Li carefully put the post back into his arms, and before leaving, he did not forget to say, "By the way, Brother Xie. It's... that... the exam is about to come, so it's better not to be too indulgent. "

Said, Zheng Li blushed and pointed to Xie Bi'an, then pointed to his own neck, and then left without looking back.

Seeing the door carefully closed by Zheng Li, Xie Bi'an felt ashamed and wanted to blew himself up.He unconsciously stuck out most of the tip of his tongue again, his face seemed to have been painted with red paint, he walked around the room, and finally threw himself on the couch, burying his face firmly in the quilt.

When Fan Wujiu came back, what he saw was Xie Bi'an buried under the quilt.

Probably out of a whim, Fan Wujiu also threw himself on the bed, laying his whole body on Xie Bi'an's body.

So two people, or two ghosts, stacked on the bed like arhats.

Of course, Fan Wujiu still remembered that Xie Bian could feel the pain now, so he didn't put all his body's strength on Xie Bian's body, but supported himself with his elbows, leaving enough space for Xie Bian under his body.

"What's the matter, Lord Qi." Fan Wujiu leaned close to Xie Bi'an's ear and asked softly.

Xie Bi'an buried his head firmly, and made some intermittent voices from under the quilt: "That's right, what, Bai Rixuan. The obscene quilt was discovered by Zheng Li."

Fan Wujiu couldn't help laughing and said: "Our Seventh Master is so old, why is he so shy about such a trivial matter."

"I... well, forget it." Xie Bi'an lay on the bed, turned his head slightly outward, and said with a sideways face, "How's the investigation going?"

"There is no progress. After all, decades have passed. How many people who had a feud with Zheng's family are still living in the capital? After checking for a long time, they either died or returned home." Fan Wujiu followed Xie Bi'an. Get off your body, get up and sit on the edge of the bed and say.

Xie Bi'an also sat cross-legged on the quilt, and then asked: "When you came back, did you ever receive an invitation from Prime Minister Sun from the staff?"

Fan Wujiu nodded, and took out two identical posts from Zheng Li's.

"Tomorrow, go out and check on Sun Xiang's affairs. Check out his biography and interpersonal relationships, especially the things related to the Zheng family." Xie Bi'an took the invitation and turned towards Fan Wujiu asked.

"Qi Ye is doubting Sun Xiang?" Fan Wujiu asked.

Xie Bi'an: "Intuition."

"Why don't you ask Xiaojuan?"

Xie Bi'an smiled at Fan Wujiu, stretched out his hand to touch the hair hanging on his forehead, and said: "I forgot that there is still it, then let's ask about it."

The answer Xiao Juan gave was that Sun Xiang and the Zheng family had no direct contact.

"That's not him?" Fan Wujiu asked.

Xie Bi'an touched the dark blue cover of the small scroll, and smiled meaningfully: "I think this matter has something to do with Sun Xiang."

"Why do you say that?" Fan Wujiu was puzzled.

"Don't you think Xiao Juan's answer is very ambiguous? If this matter really has nothing to do with Sun Xiang, why didn't Xiao Juan directly say that Sun Xiang has nothing to do with the Zheng family, instead of emphasizing 'there is no direct contact'? There is no direct contact." Contact, does it imply indirect contact?" Xie Bi'an analyzed, "Ba Ye, don't forget that someone deleted the small volume."

"Then I'd better go out tomorrow and check it out."

Fan Wujiu walked to the window and looked outside, it was already dark, and a bright moon was rising above the floors.

"Qi Ye, accompany me to the rooftop for a drink. The moon is bright and the stars are rare tonight, so it's a good time to appreciate the moon." Fan Wujiu rubbed his hands expectantly.

Xie Bi'an leaned over and glanced out the window, a little speechless: "Ba Ye, I didn't say that, others reward you with the full moon. There is a silver hook in the sky, what are you rewarding?"

"I like crescent moon, okay?" Fan Wujiu picked up the wine jar that he brought in from the counter when he came back today, and took two bowls from the table, dragged Xie Bi'an and went out.

Xie Bi'an can only say, okay, okay, what you said is really right, what you said is really good.

Carrying an altar on the eaves to watch the moon sounds very elegant, but in fact it’s not long since the beginning of spring, the cold air has not completely dissipated, and the wind blowing from the roof is still a little bit cold. The next day I had to come to him even if I had a cold and a fever.

Xie Bi'an bent one leg, put the arm holding the wine bowl on it, interlocked the fingers of Fan Wujiu with the other hand, and they sat side by side on the ridge of the roof.

The moon is like a silver hook, shooting out a cold light.The moonlight shone on the roof tiles like it had just rained.

The whole sky is cool, but the lights of thousands of houses on the ground are warm orange.

"It's very beautiful." Xie Bi'an lifted the wine bowl and touched Fan Wujiu, some of the wine spilled on Xie Bi'an's clothes, he raised his head to face the bright moon, and drank it all night.

It turns out that perfection is a kind of beauty, but incompleteness is another kind of beauty.

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"I didn't expect that the courtyard of the nobleman's house is a bit bigger than the house of the richest family in the town." Zheng Li said, holding up his folding fan painted with plum blossoms by Yun'er, and waving towards Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu.

From time to time, some students came to say hello to the three of them, to find out whether they would become a threat to their official career.Xie Bi'an was worried that Zheng Li would cause trouble, so he had told him early in the morning before coming to the Sun's residence not to show off his talents in front of everyone, in order to avoid being targeted.Zheng Li fully agreed, but only pretended to be a countryman who came to the city and would not see anything.

On the surface, Xie Bi'an chatted and laughed with Zheng Li, but he was actually looking for Sun Xiang's location.

Although Sun Xiang had a banquet in the courtyard early in the morning, he has not yet appeared, at least he has not appeared in front of everyone openly.Fan Wujiu is also vigilantly searching everyone around, trying to find out who is acting suspiciously.

"Qi Ye, look at that old man at three o'clock." Fan Wujiu suddenly whispered.

Xie Bi'an squinted and saw a thin old man in the crowd. He was dressed in coarse cloth and dark clothes. He looked ordinary, but he always felt that his temperament was incompatible with the people around him.

Xie Bi'an secretly gave Fan Wujiu a thumbs-up, and said, "That's right, it should be him. Pretending to be a student and communicating with people around, you can easily see the character and talent of the other person, he is a smart person."

After about half an hour, the old man walked towards Xie Bi'an and the others.Xie Bi'an clearly captured that the moment the old man saw Zheng Li, he suddenly froze for a moment.

"I, Simiao, don't know the names of the three young masters." Sun Xiang said.

Zheng Li closed his fan, saluted politely, and said, "My servant, Zheng Li, this is Brother Xie, and this is Brother Fan. The three of us are fellow villagers."

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu also introduced themselves to Prime Minister Sun.

For some reason, Sun Xiang seemed a little absent-minded, said a few words to Zheng Li casually, and left the table in a hurry.

"That person was Sun Xiang just now?" Zheng Li asked in a low voice after Sun Xiang left.

Xie Bi'an raised his eyebrows: "How did you see that?"

"He said his name is Simiao, medicine king Sun Simiao, isn't he implying his surname?" Zheng Li said with a smile.

Fine.

Xie Bi'an found an excuse and looked in the direction Sun Xiang left, while Fan Wujiu continued to stare at Zheng Li.

"Sun Xiang stay behind." Xie Bi'an shouted to the people in front.

Sure enough, Sun Xiang stopped in his tracks, turned around in surprise and said, "I didn't expect someone to recognize me."

"I don't know that Sun Xiang left so eagerly, but because he saw an old man? Or, the descendants of the old man?" Xie Bi'an didn't hide it, and planned to speak directly.After all, it's too tiring to do it with twists and turns.

"I don't understand what you mean." Sun Xiang stroked his beard and said.

"Then, Lu Zhenhai, you still remember the name Sun Xiang." Xie Bi'an said while walking towards Sun Xiang.

When the prime minister heard the three words Lu Zhenhai, he panicked instantly, his face turned pale: "You, how did you know this name?"

"There is always a way to find out." Xie Bi'an said, "Xie came here to persuade Prime Minister Sun, when is the time for retribution, and why should Zheng Li take responsibility for the mistakes Mr. Zheng made?"

"Then who will pay for Zhenhai's life? He devoted himself to serving the country, but he was framed and committed suicide to prove his innocence. He was only 23 years old." Sun Xiang said excitedly.

Xie Bi'an: "The entire Zheng family has been paid to him, isn't that enough? Does Sun Xiang have to kill them all? Zheng Li is also dedicated to serving the country, and he is only 25 years old this year."

Prime Minister Sun opened his mouth to say something, but he still couldn't make a sound.