The cold dew was turned into very light smoke by the early sunshine after the rain, shrouding the green mountains.
The stream is clear and flowing. After passing through the large courtyard in the middle of the mountain, the water intensifies and becomes more rapid as it goes downhill.
Even though five rooms in a row were burned down in that courtyard, there were still many closed doors in the small courtyards surrounding it.
Xia Zhaoyi leaned on his bamboo stick and looked at the structure of the mountain with some confusion.
I have never dealt with professions like robbers and robbers in my previous life, so I don’t know if they are all so careless.
The feng shui of this mountain range is good, but the structure of the houses in the backyard looks like it invites evil spirits to enter and lead to their own destruction.
The top of the mountain on the other side was only connected to this side by a trestle in the southeast. The view there was blocked, and she could not see the overall layout for the time being.
Xia Zhaoyi knelt down, picked up four stones, and threw them gently on the ground.
Three yin and one yang, this hexagram arises for each other.
In the 22nd year of Xuanyan, it was named Dinghai.
So now that it has been announced for twenty-four years, it is a shame for oneself.
Today is June 13th.
The number two of the ugly year.
June six number.
The number ten and thirty-three.
The total is twenty-one, divided by eight we get zero-five, and the upper hexagram is the Xun hexagram.
Shen Shi is nine, the total is thirty, divided by eight is zero and six, and the lower hexagram is Kan.
When you go up to the sunda and go down to the ridge, you get good feng shui.
Xiaxia Gua.
It means that people's hearts are scattered, overflowing in all directions, and falling apart.
Thirty is divided by six to get five, and the fifth line of the Huan hexagram moves, changing the Huan hexagram into the Shanshui Meng hexagram.
Middle and lower hexagrams.
It’s not a good hexagram either.
Xia Zhaoyi looked up and looked back at the houses.
When it comes to the easy counting of plum blossoms, she always stops at just a few points. The further she goes in depth, the more subjective conjectures will prevail.
But the hexagram calculated today is exactly as the master said: when the gods are here, destiny has its voice.
Aunt Feng, Aunt Fang, Mama Yu, Xiao Wu, Mr. Liang, Qian Qianqian...
Xia Zhaoyi recalled the faces of these people one by one in his mind, and then his memory settled on the woman in gray who was stabbed to death last night.
That woman's face was certainly not unfamiliar to her, and it wasn't the kind of person she met at a quick glance on the street, but where had she seen it before?
There is an indescribable strange feeling lingering in my heart.
After thinking for a while but with no results, Xia Zhaoyi shook his head to disperse these thoughts. If he couldn't think of anything, he wouldn't think about it, which made him feel trapped.
Taking another look at the sky, I'm afraid there won't be any sun for the next few days, so I'd better think about how to adjust my body as soon as possible.
Because of the rain, Bian Baye and the others came back late. After receiving the news, the backyard started to get busy like yesterday.
The girls carried the wine jars and ran to the front yard one after another. They left for half an hour and did not come back after waiting for a long time.
Aunt Fang had no choice but to send a few maids to deliver hot food, and then take a look at what those girls were asked to do living there.
In Bian Yuanxue's room, Bian Yuanxue, who had been scolded by Mrs. Bian for half a day, finally couldn't bear it anymore. She frowned and shouted: "Can't I be punished for doing something wrong? Those bitches are worthless, I just punished them to kneel for an hour.
, who knew they couldn’t stand punishment so much? Everyone who knows them knows they are maids, but those who don’t know them think they are all pampered young ladies!”
Mrs. Bian's face was already red with scolding, and she said angrily: "Forget it if you bully your own maid, why do you even deal with those bitch maids? What if they are killed? Now Panyun Road is going to station troops.
, Chongyi's governor and Zhechong Duwei's Mansion are gathering troops. We don't know if those officers and soldiers are coming to deal with us. Where do you want the boss to get people?"
"Bah!" Bian Yuanxue sneered, "What kind of government, what kind of officials, what kind of good people are they? Aren't they all robbed openly?"
The world is uneasy and there are refugees everywhere. Each military mansion has a quota, so in many places the military mansion simply abducts men from the streets if they cannot recruit enough people. Whoever robs is not robbing.
"Let me ask you, is this still the time when you can kill people at will?" Mrs. Bian's voice rose again.
"I will kill whoever I want to kill!" Bian Yuanxue was not to be outdone. "The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. We are the emperors! I can kill anyone who offends me!"
"You, you..." Mrs. Bian looked at Bian Yuanfeng, who was sitting on the other side and had not spoken since entering.
"Erlang, tell me about her!"
Bian Yuanfeng looked gloomy, looked at them coldly, and said nothing.
He couldn't stay in the front hall, so he sat here with Mrs. Bian. If he had known they were so noisy, he might as well have gone to the front hall.
"Erlang!" Mrs. Bian shouted again.
"I'm going for a walk." After Bian Yuanfeng finished speaking, he stood up, turned around and walked out the door.
"Erlang!"
Bian Yuanfeng had already stepped out of the room and closed the door.
Mrs. Bian was so angry that she really felt like she was going to be pissed to death by these careless children.
The moonlight was pale, and the puddles on the ground were deep and shallow. When Bian Yuanfeng came down the steps, he happened to see the boy walking hurriedly on the other side.
Bian Yuanfeng stopped and looked at him.
"Second Young Master!" The boy also saw him and trotted over.
"How's the inquiring going?" Bian Yuanfeng asked in a deep voice.
The boy looked around to make sure no one was there and said: "The woman who was stabbed to death is called Lin Youqing. She was captured two years ago and has been locked up in the basement. I heard that Lu Tanlang and Li Dehui like
Go to the prison and... mess with her."
The word "Nong Nong" was used ambiguously by the boy.
Bian Yuanfeng raised his eyebrows: "What?"
"Just do it." The boy smiled maliciously.
"Then how did she get out?"
"Someone must have let it out. The lock below is not easy to open. The young master is checking who opened the lock."
"He's checking?" Bian Yuanfeng was a little surprised, then sneered, "This idiot has a brain for the first time."
"You can't say that, Master, that woman burned down the backyard."
"Yes." Bian Yuanfeng nodded, "He just wants to punish people and find someone to vent his anger on, but my investigation is different. Someone who lets this woman out must not have any good intentions."
"Yes, Master."
"This person will definitely make other moves behind him. Send some people to the backyard to keep an eye on the servant women and child slaves, and keep an eye on the Longhu Hall in the front yard."
"Um!"
Bian Yuanfeng raised his feet and walked towards the moon cave door in front.
Entering the main gate of the cottage, there is a straight stone brick road leading directly to a lobby.
The lobby is as wide as the lobby of Liuyun Temple outside Chongyi Mansion. This lobby was named Longhu Hall by Mr. Bian.
The village's thieves, big and small, all gather here to eat and drink. It can accommodate more than a thousand people, and the food and daily clothing of these more than a thousand people have to be taken care of by the pitiful servants, women, and slaves in the backyard.
Unlike usual, the atmosphere in the lobby is not very good now.
More than 600 people went out today, riding horses to go to Shiqiao County for a job, and happened to meet the Huifeng Gang from the south of Zhaoyun Mountain who also wanted to "hunt" here.
Two gangs of horse thieves started fighting, but no one took advantage. Not only did they kill twelve brothers, they also lost seven horses.
The scene was so chaotic that the horses' bodies were forgotten to be brought back. It is estimated that they were either dragged back by the Huifeng Gang to cut up the horse meat and eat it, or they took advantage of the hungry refugees.
And what are they eating?
It's hard and smells bad, and even the wine has been tainted with flavor.
Bian Baye was tall and strong. He took a sip of wine and smashed the wine bowl out: "What the hell!"
