It is impossible to punish adults

Chapter 368 Spirituality

It's no secret that Da Ruichao has been emphasizing literature over martial arts since the time of the first emperor. For many years, people who practice martial arts are just the wave that has been passed down from generation to generation, but those who practice literature are just There are too many.

Not to mention those scholarly families, there have been countless great Confucian families from generation to generation, and even ordinary ordinary people, as long as the family can save some money, they want to send their children to study in an academy. A piece of good material, to put it mildly, with the reputation of a talented scholar, it will be much easier to make a living in the future and talk about marriage.

On a bigger scale, if you can get a good name in the examination and become an official in the court, wouldn't you be on the way to success!
After all, there are still a small number of people who can make it to the top. Most people hope to be able to be mixed with a resounding talent name. As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. Good writing and good painting, each has its own The beauty is that each has their own talents, no matter how many great talents are in front, it will not delay the success of the younger generations in continuing to become famous and start a family.

So in the past ten years, calligraphy and painting have become popular among the literati of the Great Rui Dynasty. It is best to draw a picture by yourself, and then write a poem, with a beautiful inscription on it, and then you will definitely be praised in the circle.

This Liao Wenbai has always been placed with high expectations, and it is said that he will definitely be named on the gold list, so it is needless to say that he is famous.

Mu Liuyun walked to the wall, and slowly looked at the calligraphy and paintings on it while walking. After walking around, he saw a table next to the wall with a stack of books on it. He went to pick one up and flipped through it. It is Liao Wenbai's own collection of poems.

Mu Liuyun stood there and flipped through a few pages, Yuan Mu also picked up one and read it, and put it back after a few glances.

"What do you think, sir?" Mu Liuyun asked Yuan Mu's opinion sincerely.

She herself has never put much thought into studying calligraphy and painting, and her handwriting is neat and tidy. Painting...is not as good as handwriting.Now that she knows what level she is, she doesn't have the cheek to criticize other people's calligraphy and paintings.

Yuan Mu was different. As the only heir of King Zhongyong, he had been taught and disciplined strictly since he was a child, so not only was he good at martial arts, but he also had good handwriting.

Besides, not to mention his own level, even a family like that has a high level of vision.

Yuan Mu motioned to Mu Liuyun, and the two walked towards the second floor: "The calligraphy and paintings of the eldest son of the Liao family seem to have put in some hard work, but they are quite satisfactory, lacking some spirituality, and some can't let go of them." Hands and feet, a lot of worries.

The poems are also written with a rigorous structure, and there are no mistakes, but there is a feeling of writing poems for the sake of writing poems. "

"I also feel a little bit of the same. I have the impression that talented people express their feelings and cannot help themselves, so I wrote a poem. This Mr. Liao's poem is written without any emotion, a pool of still water, There is no disturbance." Mu Liuyun nodded, "From this point of view, Liao Wenbai should be a person with a strict personality, serious in doing things, but not interesting enough.

But no matter how serious a person is, after all, he himself agreed to the marriage. On the wedding night, he stayed in the new house and didn't enter, so he ran to the study alone. This behavior is indeed a bit incomprehensible. "

On the second floor, this floor is slightly smaller than the one below. There are rows of shelves for books, and many books are densely placed on it, most of which are classics of sages and sages. Mu Liuyun has a lot of words in his study Ben couldn't help feeling ashamed.

Soon, she saw the big wooden box at a corner inside, and there was indeed a wooden ladder next to another shelf. This is the scene that the gangster started to fabricate an accident after seeing it. .

Mu Liuyun laughed when he saw the ladder, shook his head, and sighed: "It's missing!"

"What's missing?" Yuan Mu also looked at the wooden ladder.

"It's too late to hit the wooden ladder!" Mu Liuyun said angrily, "With the height and position of this wooden ladder, let alone that you can't die if you fall off it, even if you jump with aim, you can't guarantee that you will be able to jump into that hole." Box! Thanks to him being able to speak nonsense!"

Wang Xiu, who was following behind, shrank behind the two yamen servants, trying to keep himself out of Mu Liuyun's sight.

Mu Liuyun didn't want to talk to him either. After all, it doesn't matter whether she appoints or demotes the county magistrate, this is not within the scope of her duties. Even Yuan Mu is only responsible for investigating and reporting to the Holy Majesty, and cannot directly deal with such cases. The guy who is a vegetarian.

Since he is not someone who can deal with it right now, he should just keep out of sight and out of mind, and get to the bottom of the case first.

Mu Liuyun squatted down in front of the wooden box. The discounted box was indeed very big. It would not be a big problem to hide a man slightly curled up in it. The wooden material of the box was also quite thick. She stretched out her hand and lifted the lid up and down a few times. Once, I found that it was quite heavy, and there was a ruthenium on it. If it was buckled, it would be impossible to push the box and run out from the inside.

She looked at the left edge of the box again. The dried and blackened blood still remained on it, but there was not much of it. Mu Liuyun reached out to measure the approximate length, touched it, and used her nails After a few buckles, the thin layer of blood on the surface fell off, revealing the wood underneath.

Mu Liuyun looked inside the box again, there was a little stain left, but not much, she stood up and said to Yuan Mu: "My lord, my previous guess is indeed correct.

The width of the bloodstain on the wooden box does not match the wound on the back of Liao Wenbai's head, and the bloodstain is very small, not even enough to seep through the gaps in the wood. It is not because he fell on it and accidentally knocked him to death, but was just thrown into the wooden box. During the transfer, the head may have been rested on the side of the box and rubbed against it.

This big wooden box itself is already very heavy, judging from the marks on the ground at the bottom, it has not been moved, so Liao Wenbo must have been moved to this side of the box..."

Yuan Mu comprehended, turned his head and said to the yamen who were waiting at the side: "Go, check carefully on these two floors, and find the ground and objects that are still stained with blood."

A few people were ordered to search separately, and Mu Liuyun also searched and looked around, frowning, with some doubts in his heart.

From the situation in the study, combined with the injury on the back of Liao Wenbai's head seen earlier, it seems that there is not much blood, even if the clothes are slightly stained, it is not so difficult to cover up, after all, the guests are messy and it is dark. Nothing can hide it.

Then that man took off Liao Wenbai's auspicious clothes and put them on. What was the reason for that?Fake groom?

　This week is generally a single change, the epidemic situation is anxious, the code word status is not very good, the baby's online class, homework is also very distracting, I adjust and adjust!

　　
　
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