The gold is sinking in the west, and the slanting sunset takes away the light. The golden smoke waves caress the westernmost corner of Lanting Pavilion, and finally dissipate in the windward evening lamps that light up one after another.
The order in the courtyard was slow, and Fan Zhuyi's reading speed was also slow.
He tried his best to stall for time, and finally waited until the coffin lid completely fell to the ground.
Fan Zhuyi calmly put away several thousand-character documents in his hand and looked at Shi Guoxin: "Okay, let's go."
Shi Guoxin had no expression on his face and let him go first.
The women headed by Mrs. Qu gathered outside the golden coffin. Mrs. Qu lowered her eyes and looked inside the golden coffin, her brows furrowed and her expression extremely serious.
The aunt and maids behind her were passing through the courtyard in regular order. None of them showed much emotion at the moment, but they were still dignified.
Fan Zhuyi walked away, his steps neither fast nor slow.
When Mrs. Qu saw him coming out, she turned her head and signaled to the aunt beside her with her eyes.
So several aunts and maids stepped forward and tried to block Fan Zhuyi's sight.
But when Fan Zhuyi passed by, he glanced around and still saw the scene in the coffin.
He paused in his steps and his expression changed drastically.
There is a corpse lying in the coffin, wearing a gold foil soft silk mask, a long gold-threaded and brocade dress, and the dress is studded with agate beads and jade. The corpse's hands are clasped in front of the abdomen.
Although not even half an inch of skin is visible, it may be that the skin is completely rotten, but judging from the way he is dressed, it must be a female corpse.
What surprised Fan Zhuyi even more was the objects buried in the coffin.
Next to the female corpse's head were two war helmets, a seven-star phoenix crown and a nine-dragon and golden phoenix helmet.
At his side is an unsheathed bright silver sword, and at his feet is a small blue and white incense burner with entwined branches.
Fan Zhuyi had never seen this long sword before, but he could recognize the style and the striking cloud patterns on the sword as belonging to the previous dynasty.
"Why don't you leave quickly?" an aunt scolded.
"Maybe I recognize this person," Fan Zhuyi looked at Mrs. Qu, "Madam, aren't you curious why this golden coffin and the female body appear in the house?"
"Do you recognize this person?" Mrs. Qu asked.
"Madam, do you want to take off this gold foil mask?" Fan Zhuyi asked.
"I'll wait for Ah Li to come back," Mrs. Qu said calmly, "You can go."
Fan Zhuyi was unwilling to leave and said, "That woman is very busy. I am willing to serve you for such matters."
Mrs. Qu looked at him steadily, her face was no longer friendly just now, but now her face was completely dark, and she said slowly: "Get out."
Fan Zhuyi tightened the Thousand-Character Essay in his hand, groaned angrily in his heart, and left.
After he walked away, Mrs. Qu exhaled and looked back inside the golden coffin.
Behind me, my aunt stepped forward: "Madam, what should I do next?"
"Go to the Book Collection Garden to see if Prince Zheng Bei is honest."
The aunt thought for a while and said: "He has been busy recently with Miss Ali, so do we continue to hide this golden coffin from him?"
"Ah Li didn't say anything, so she hid it first," Mrs. Qu said.
My aunt responded: "Yes."
Auntie left quickly.
Mrs. Qu looked back at the golden coffin.
The gold coffin is fake, half platinum and half brass powder.
The corpse is fake, and the inside is just a doll that can hold up clothes and masks.
But the clothes, masks, and battle helmets are all real and come from the treasures of the previous dynasty hidden in Nianhuazhai.
The remaining items such as the blue and white incense burner and the bright silver sword came from the Chen family in Xizhu Village outside Hengxiang City.
After Xia Zhaoyi broke into the Chen family at night, the Chen family was completely destroyed and looted the next day. Mayor Pan and others took all the found items to Hengxiang Mansion, car after car.
This blue and white incense burner and this sword are one of them.
Now that the play had been performed for a whole day, Mrs. Qu was worried that the other party would see the flaw. After all, suddenly discovering a gold coffin in the courtyard was really deliberate.
I hope it is true as Ah Li said, in this land of Hengxiang, no matter what happens, no matter how deliberate it is, it will become undeliberate.
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The old masonry walls are covered with vines, especially in the middle of summer, when the sky is dark and everything is dark. Many small bugs crawl out and climb up the vines, while guarding against natural enemies.
With a "meow" sound, the little black cat used the vines to jump to the roof.
Several servants in Qingyue Pavilion chased after it. One of them was about to climb up, but another grabbed him and shouted: "What is this?"
A few green leaves were disturbed by the little black cat and fell, and one of them covered a small stone in the corner.
A servant squatted down, took the leaves away, and exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, there is something really there! There are words on it!"
He doesn't know much about literacy, but he happens to know all these words.
The servant picked it up and read it word by word: "Ali kisses it."
The terrain of Yuexi Courtyard is slightly higher, and it is the highest point of the entire Qingyue Pavilion. There are more than a dozen osmanthus trees in the courtyard, and the houses and courtyards look like polished silver, bathed in the white moonlight.
Wu Shaoning and others had been waiting outside at the mourning hall, and Dai Yu sent people to ask how the situation was from time to time.
Everyone didn't know that if they didn't take the initiative to open the door from the inside, they would not dare to come forward and disturb them from the outside.
The servant came over carrying a package of things and the letter written "A Li's personal letter".
Wu Shaoning heard the reason and took it and put it on the stone table.
Not long after the servant left, people from Ning'an House and Qu Mansion arrived one after another, each with something to report.
However, the door of the bedroom where Wei Dongyou lived remained motionless.
The lights were lit in the room, and only Zhan Jiuye and Zeng Jishi could be vaguely seen standing by the bed, holding hands. They occasionally moved around, but stood there most of the time.
As for the girl, judging from the light and shadow, she should have been sitting by the bed.
Time moves slowly, and it is so long that there is no end.
Bangs were heard outside, one slowly and two quickly. The watchman walked slowly and shouted loudly.
The door was opened from the inside at this moment, and many people were already waiting, so they immediately raised their heads and went over.
Zhan Jiuye and Zeng Jishi came out and let out a long sigh.
Unable to tell whether they were happy, angry or sad, Wu Shaoning and others felt their hearts tense.
"Wei Dongyou, how is he?" Wu Shaoning asked in a low voice.
"He's fine," Zhan Jiuye said. "He woke up early. Miss Ali was treating his injuries and chatting for a long time."
"I woke up in pain," Zeng Jiushi added, "What a man! He didn't even say a word in pain!"
Wu Shaoning looked inside the house, wondering if he could go in.
"By the way," Master Zhan Jiu thought of something and said, "Miss Ali just asked me to ask if the servant who went to find the kitten found anything?"
"Yes!" Wu Shaoning said.
The companion closest to the stone table heard the words and immediately took the things on the table.
Inside the house, Wei Dongyou was lying on his back, staring at the beams, trying to recall the details in his mind.
Xia Zhaoyi was mending the wound on his arm.
The sharp silver needles pierced the skin and flesh, and the person being mended remained silent, as if he didn't know the pain.
The person who is doing the mending is not soft-hearted or blinks an eye. The stitching technique is meticulous and the size is just right. He will not add an extra stitch to make him suffer, nor will he take away a stitch to hinder the recovery.
The room was extremely quiet, as if what the girl was sewing in her hands was a piece of clothing, not human skin.
Zhan Jiuye took the bag of small things into the room and called out in a low voice: "Miss Ali."
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Thank you April Weiyu for the tip, thank you Ajin for the tip, thank you! qaq
