Records of the Lost Cases of Helaitang in the Ming Dynasty

Wang Heng looked at Liumo Village with admiration: "Mr. Mo has this realization, which shows that he has really figured it out. The treasure of the Baitou Army is still a mystery to this day. Let's just treat it as something to talk about after dinner."

Liu Mocun thought thoughtfully: "I have often thought about the past recently. My eldest brother Liu Fuzun died of illness while he was abroad. I am not young anymore, and I have always been dependent on him. There is no brick or stone in my hometown. I still have two rooms belonging to me in the Liujiataimen house next to Panmen in Suzhou, so many of my old relatives and friends ignored me when they saw me in a sorry state. One time I met Huang Yongning by chance. He recognized me and found a job at Wanhu Village. I heard the villagers talk about the treasure of the White-headed Army at first, but it was just a joke. Later, the more I thought about it, the more serious it became. I thought about it day and night, as if I was possessed. I spent nine years looking for the treasure."

Liu Mocun touched his bun and said with a wry smile: "My hair turned completely white because of this. It may be an abnormal environment, and people will become abnormal. When I returned from Xishan, I suddenly figured out that in the past nine Years are so ridiculous.”

In an abnormal environment, people will become abnormal. Wang Heng looked steadily at the stone steps in front of him, and an idea came to his mind: "Old Mo, who is Huang Changsheng?"

"Huang Changsheng?" Liu Mocun frowned.

Wang Heng added: "It's a woman."

Liu Mocun suddenly realized: "Oh, it's Mrs. Changsheng, right? She is Huang Yuntai's mother."

"Huang Yuntai's mother is the eldest daughter of the Huang family. Why have I never seen her in Wanhu Village?" Wang Heng asked.

Liu Mocun thought about it and said carefully: "Mrs. Changsheng, because she was sad about the death of Lord Liangfeng, she entered Taoism nine years ago. It seems that she was practicing in a monastery in some other village."

Therefore, all the ancestral gods from all generations were present during the ceremony, except Huang Yuntai’s mother, because she was still alive. Although she was alive, she was already a monk.

Unknown to God and unaware of ghosts, he disappeared into the world.

"Does Mr. Mo know what Huang Liangfeng's last name was before he married into the Huang family?"

Liu Mocun stroked his beard and said, "It should be Shen."

The truth is so unbearable, no wonder it is so decisive and so exhausting.

Wang Heng hid his face, his temples throbbing and hurting, and he felt infinite desolation in his heart. For a moment, Huang Yuntai, who was in agitated mood, appeared in his mind, and in an instant, it turned into Huang Yongning, who spoke enthusiastically.

The ugliness and pain in the world were too heavy for him to bear.

He hesitated, holding on to the old pine trees beside the road. The spring breeze blew gently, the blue sky was clear, and the trees and springs jumped for joy. All he could see was the green and green Wu Mountain. Under the sun, all those sins had passed.

As I was walking in a daze, a voice suddenly came from my ears: "Mr. Liu, you are walking so slowly that the ants are almost here."

The eldest son, Mr. Chu, put his hands on his hips unhappily and stared at Liumo Village condescendingly.

Liu Mocun greeted him with a smile and said: "Da Lang, today I happened to meet an old friend, Mr. Wang Qi from Ziyang Academy. I heard from him that he was also a classmate of the academy with you." Wang Heng and Xiaocai stepped forward to meet him one by one. When Mr. Chu saw Li, he saw that it was the second daughter of the Wang family in the academy. Mr. Chu felt a little uncomfortable on his face. He thought that Wang Qi and Liu Mocun were quite different in age, so what kind of old friends could they be? He was confused in his heart, but felt inconvenient in his words. Asked, but kept silent.

Lingyan Mountain is very small. After climbing to the top and taking in the scenery, you can then go back down the mountain.

There was one more person coming down the mountain. Everyone had their own thoughts and fell silent.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, the teachers and students of Liumo Village came in sedans. They made an appointment with the Chu family's servants to wait at the Xiema pavilion. When they arrived at the pavilion, there was no trace of the Chu family's servants or the sedan chairs.

Liumo Village was afraid of going astray, so he asked Mr. Chu to wait in the pavilion. He walked a few steps to the front market to have a look. Maybe the servants were bored waiting and had a bowl of tea in the market.

Because Mr. Chu had committed a crime in the academy, he pretended to be ill and refused to go to school. His uncle invited Mr. Liu to be his teacher. He was not as preachy as ordinary rotten scholars. He was usually willing to help him cover up his affairs in front of his elders, so the teachers and students were quite happy. In order to get along, Liumo Village asked him to wait in the pavilion, and he readily agreed.

When Wang Heng saw Liu Mocun walking out dozens of feet away, he cupped his hands towards Young Master Chu and said, "Brother Chu, my relationship with you is not bad at first. Brother Chu has invited me to have banquets again and again, and I still share your affection for him in my heart." . Shen Xiaolian’s Plum Blossom Reunion. I don’t have much poetic talent and have no plans to go to the gathering. Whether or not there is an invitation is the same. Brother Chu, don’t try to get into trouble."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Chu didn't expect Wang Heng to reveal the previous incident. He blushed and bowed deeply as a gift: "Wang Qilang, I can't help you with the invitation to the Plum Blossom Club. No matter you go or not, I will steal the invitation and always keep it." My fault."

Wang Hengxiao asked: "Brother Chu, what's the use of the invitation? You shouldn't want to ask to marry Lord Tongpan's niece, right?"

Mr. Chu's face turned stern and he hesitated: "Qi Lang, do you still remember the barbecue at Canglang Pavilion last year? There was a rogue who broke Yang Dalang's face with a stick. The murder weapon was a jujube stick and was thrown on the river bank opposite Ailianju. Its whereabouts are unknown." "

"The rules of Ailian Residence are different from those of Canglang Pavilion. They are also surrounded by water on three sides. The north of Canglang Pavilion is the main entrance, and there is a small bridge leading in. The main entrance of Ailian Residence is at the east gate, and there is no door on the north side. A river separates the house from the road, and only the pavilion railings can be seen from a distance across the water.”

"In such a cold weather, it was unlikely that Popi would have swum into Ailianju. I suspected that he had helpers, so I rowed a boat and stopped on the stone bank. The Popi injured someone and was frightened, so he threw it away in a hurry. Use jujube sticks to get on the boat. The railings of Ailian Residence are very high, and there has never been a boat parked below, which shows that it is impossible to get on and off the boat from the railings."

"I want to go into Ailian Residence and see if there is a waterway behind the railing along the river that leads to the back garden, or if there is a water bridge for parking boats on the side of the railing, then the hypothesis will be established."

Wang Heng listened to his succinct analysis and couldn't help but nodded repeatedly and agreed: "Brother Chu's deduction is very reasonable. Why not openly post to Shen Xiaolian and request to visit Ailian Residence for a day?"

Mr. Chu couldn't help but exclaimed: "I made two special visits, and it was difficult to ask to see Shen Xiaolian. It's just that he refused to let me go to the garden. He also asked the housekeeper to go to my uncle to complain that I was idle and just wandering around."

Wang Heng was stunned and said in surprise: "Shen Xiaolian is so Taoist?"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Mocun led a group of servants to carry a sedan over. The two stopped gossiping and waved goodbye.