sjar Chapter 12 Do you have anything to do at Dali Temple tonight?
Chapter 12 Do you have anything to do at Dali Temple tonight?
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Zhao Huaiqing and Wu Huan set out on their way home. Because they always had irregular shifts, they didn't have the habit of bringing a servant with them. Zhao Huaiqing suddenly remembered the case during the day and Wu Huan's eyes that were particularly dark in the evening, and asked, "What did Shaoqing assign you today? Why are you so dark now?"
"Don't mention it. Shaoqing said that many aspects of this case have not been clarified. He asked me to read the files over and over again until I drew what I thought was the most bizarre picture and the strangest person based on those fragments. I looked through the case for a whole day and ate your cake because I felt dizzy." After Wu Huan finished speaking, he fell into deep thought again, and Zhao Huaiqing beside him stopped talking.
The two walked side by side in the alley, constantly thinking about the case in their minds, always feeling as if there were some details that were missed.
"What about the two masters?" Wu Huan and Zhao Huaiqing said in unison, then smiled at each other.
Wu Huan said, "I have read the files for the whole day today. There are many famous masters, merchants, and disciples of major families in Kyoto Prefecture. There are many of them. But these two masters are particularly outstanding. I don't know if they are drunk or just like that. Although no one explicitly said that these two masters did anything presumptuous, most people saw them flirting with Miss Zhou in the hall."
"Oh, that's right, that's what I found out when I went to investigate today. It seems like these two are in love but cannot be together. The question is why the two gentlemen are fighting for a young lady. Besides, these two gentlemen should be very romantic, and they don't have any concubines at home. Don't you think it's strange?" Zhao Huaiqing also scratched his head.
The two of them walked all the way home under the high moon. Perhaps it was because they lived very close to each other, and they went to school together for many years, and even now they go to and from the government office together.
On the other side, An Yonghou Mansion.
Gu Qingyun stared at the unfinished chess game in a daze. An old man was sitting by the lake nearby. He was wearing a straw hat in the middle of the night and holding a long dogtail grass in his mouth. The wind was rustling, and the dogtail grass was fluttering with the wind. Fine and dense grass debris fell on his somewhat worn robe. The fishing rod in his hand swayed with the waves.
The moonlight tonight is exceptionally beautiful, making people look hazy.
The two ignored each other, just like a painting, until the old man seemed a little sleepy, yawned and lay down on the straw pile, Gu Qingyun stood up, "Master, good night, come again another day."
The old man staggered away from the lake and said, "You little bastard, you thought I was a Buddhist temple, but you came here to meditate."
In fact, Gu Qingyun didn't have any purpose. He came to Anyonghou Mansion just to calm down. He thought about the case for a long time during the day and felt a little tired at night. He even ate only a few bites of dinner. He didn't know whether he would have a smooth trip to Zhou Mansion tomorrow.
Gu Qingyun always felt that the Zhou Mansion was the key point of this case, and everything seemed a little abnormal.
Strange Miss Zhou, strange Mr. Zhou, and the two businessmen. Logically speaking, even a pervert would not choose a target for no reason and attack in public, let alone a young lady with a certain family background and a businessman with a certain status. It is unlikely that the two masters would suddenly become interested in a young lady, and they were together. This was not a drinking party.
Besides, no matter how you look at it, the case revolves around Miss Zhou. The deceased is obviously Miss Qin. The reason behind this cannot be figured out in a short time. It is simply a mess.
Gu Qingyun didn't go through the main gate, but climbed over the wall to leave the house, and then climbed over the wall again to return home.
Only after he calmed down did he feel hungry. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he climbed over the wall and left the house, heading towards the night market area in the city.
Gu Qingyun's home was not far from the Dali Temple. His grandmother, Princess Kangning, had taken a fancy to this piece of land at that time, so she built a mansion here. Later, she married the marquis. The marquis was particularly fond of the little princess, and he simply waved his hand and called it Kangning Yong'an Mansion from then on, combining the title of nobility and the princess's title together. From then on, Kangning Mansion and Yong'an Marquis Mansion became one place.
When Gu Qingyun passed the palace examination, he recommended himself to the emperor to enter the Dali Temple because since he was a child, his greatest pleasure was to be brought to the Dali Temple by his grandfather.
Walking along the street, Gu Qingyun often went home in the middle of the night. He had walked this road thousands of times, but tonight he saw a dim light under the locust tree.
Gu Qingyun was attracted by the small lamp. When he got closer, he saw a woman standing by the stove, stirring something in her hands.
An Qiao heard the noise, and when she looked up she saw the Dali Temple's "school uniform". She was speechless for a moment. Did she poke trouble in the Dali Temple's nest tonight?
Just as Gu Qingyun was about to walk in, he saw the young lady inside with her thin lips slightly raised, as if she was mumbling something. He looked closely at her mouth shape and it seemed as if she was saying, "What case is going on in the Dali Temple tonight? Why are there so many starving ghosts here? I should have closed the temple earlier. Just as the two uncles left, another one came."
Gu Qingyun's face was immediately filled with question marks. How come someone came to this shop before him?
"Boss, is there anything to eat?" Gu Qingyun asked.
An Qiao said to herself over and over again, it's gone, everything is gone, why are you still here, I'm so tired, I should have listened to the two kids and just closed the door. I just wanted to eat early and get up late tomorrow, and prepare the ingredients that can be prepared first, but who knew that someone else would come.
In fact, this is also An Qiao's fault. Before she traveled through time, An Qiao's favorite thing was to turn on the small lights in her store, look at the quiet world outside, and mix a glass of wine. Sometimes she would meet a few like-minded friends. She once felt that this was a refueling station in her life.
"No, I'm closed. Dear customer, please come in a few days. My shop is still being improved." An Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly, and the dim light made her look particularly soft.
"What are you doing in your hand?" Gu Qingyun not only did not leave, but took a few steps inside.
"This is tomorrow's breakfast, sir." An Qiao's patience was almost at its limit.
"I want to eat." Gu Qingyun said as he sat down. An Qiao laughed out of anger, and saw Gu Qingyun take out a silver ingot from his pocket, which was estimated to be ten taels of silver.
An Qiao suppressed her anger again. Rich people are all bosses, rich people are all bosses, An Qiao repeated this in her mind several times. She turned around and saw that the pot was still on, so she made a big bowl of mixed vegetable noodles for Gu Qingyun. She put the lotus root, green bamboo shoots, bamboo shoots and pakchoy that had not been boiled just now into the pot, and added a spoonful of minced meat prepared for tomorrow's breakfast.
After cooking, I found that the largest bowl in the store could not hold all the dough, so I simply took a large kneading pot.
She placed the food in front of Gu Qingyun and said, "Sir, you can eat now. Call me if you need anything." After leaving these words, An Qiao happily went back to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for tomorrow, completely ignoring Gu Qingyun, whose face was already filled with gloom.
Is this for human consumption? Such a big bowl.
Gu Qingyun really wanted to turn around and leave. Why did he feel insulted?
The aroma of the mixed vegetable noodles rushed towards Gu Qingyun, and with the addition of the few side dishes that An Qiao had just brought over, Gu Qingyun still lost his nerve. He stuffed the noodles with green vegetables into his mouth and found it somewhat sweet. He ate a few more bites in a row. Although it didn't look good, it tasted exceptionally delicious, full of fragrance, and even the soup was a little sweet.
I didn't have much dinner in the first place, so I ate the whole bowl of noodles without realizing it.
Okay, now I feel even more ashamed, what's going on!!! No matter how I look at this pot, I feel that I can't finish it all by myself, so while An Qiao isn't paying attention, Gu Qingyun leaves silently.
This time, Gu Qingyun could only go through the main gate. He had eaten too much and would definitely vomit if he climbed over the wall.
The result was that Gu Qingyun didn't sleep well that night, ate too much, and had to get up to go to the bathroom all night. How could he explain this? It was becoming more and more embarrassing.