On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't laugh at Song Xitang. Humans, there is no one who is not afraid of death, especially those who chase fame and fortune, naturally they are more afraid of life. He walked into the room and sat down at the table: "Mr. Song, don't be nervous. I'm here to ask Mr. Mr. a question."

Seeing that it wasn't the murderer, Song Xitang felt a little more at ease, reluctantly threw the dagger in his hand for body protection, and walked to the table: "Brother Zhuoyu, what do you ask?"

Du Lingchun also listened to what they were saying, and looked up casually.

Gongsun Zhuoyu asked: "Today you and Leng Yusheng are discussing with the officials of the Ministry of Rites in the teahouse. How many people are there? How do you sit?"

Song Xitang  : "A total of six people, in the private room on the second floor."

Although the Ministry of Rites is the Qingshui Yamen, its status is high. In addition to being responsible for receiving envoys from the vassal states and court etiquette, it is also in charge of the imperial examinations in the world. Song Xitang and Leng Wuyan were not familiar with them at all, but they were just following Du Lingchun's order to confess some secret things.

Leng Wuyan at the side was originally drinking tea, but when he heard Gongsun Zhuoyu asking two questions one after another, he didn't know what to react, so he subconsciously stopped his movements.

Gongsun Zhuoyu really said: "Who are there? What are their names?"

As soon as he said this, Song Xitang also reacted, his expression was startled, and he was about to speak, but Leng Wuyan had already answered in one step, reading out a long string of names: "Liu Yiming, Kang Wenxian, Bai Qiu ..."

When he read these two words, he suddenly fell silent.

In Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky · Goose Lake Returning to the Disease", the two sentences "White bird can't say anything to worry about itself" and "One hill and one ravine are also romantic" happen to occupy these two. Character. It's just that at that time Song Xitang instinctively saw his own name at first sight, and subconsciously thought that they were the ones who were going to be killed by the murderer, so he was terrified and didn't dare to say more, so he left the teahouse in a hurry with Leng Wuyan.

Now, it is very likely that the murderer is not going to kill them, but an official named Baiqiu from the Ministry of Rites!

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The Jingjie drum has been beaten, and it is the curfew time, and every household is tightly closed. Except for the watchmen who were still walking in the streets and alleys, the surrounding area was empty.

Gongsun Zhuoyu and others rode their horses all the way to Baiqiu's house, but they saw that the door was closed and there was no servant on duty at night. He went forward and knocked hard on the door, and it took a long while before someone came over.

"Who is it, in the middle of the night..."

The door opened with a creak, and someone's head poked out from inside, who seemed to be a servant of the White House. The servant rubbed his chin and eyes, he was still dazed at first, but when he found a group of Xuanyi guards standing outside, his mind instantly came to his senses, and he took half a step back in fright: "You you you... who are you?!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't bother to explain to him, so he pushed the door open and walked in, looked around and observed the surrounding environment: "The Jinglu Division is ordered to investigate the case, where is your master's bedroom?"

The servant was confused, and forgot to answer for a moment. Shi Qianqiu was impatient, so he put his scabbard against his shoulder: "Quickly tell me, where is your master's bedroom?"

Without waiting for the servant to answer, Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood floating in the air, and his complexion changed. He searched along the way, and finally found that the smell of blood was coming from a study room, so he kicked the door open without caring so much.

"boom--"

The carved wooden door can be easily damaged, not to mention that it is not locked inside. Everyone rushed into the study room, only to see a 40-50-year-old man sitting quietly behind the desk, with criss-cross sword marks on his body, his head drooping, and blood dripping down, soaking the floor tiles under his feet.

Gongsun Zhuoyu hurriedly stepped forward to check, but found that the man had passed away.

Seeing this scene at the door, the servant was so frightened that he stumbled out and shouted in panic: "No, no, no...not good! Master is dead! Master is dead!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu touched Baiqiu's neck, and immediately said to Shi Qianqiu: "The body is still hot, the murderer has not gone far, master, please lead someone to search around!"

Shi Qianqiu is a lake, and he has some experience in chasing people. When he walked out of the study, he saw a shoe print on the white wall on the right.  went out, and said in a deep voice, "You wait for me here!"

Too many people are chasing after him, and it will be a mistake.

Against the backdrop of the night, a black shadow was speeding through the streets. Shi Qianqiu walked on the roof, condescending, easy to search, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of the right with sharp eyes, the long sword was unsheathed, and he flew directly to stab it: "Death!"

Shi Qianqiu may not really want the other party's life, but just shouting out of habit.

The man in black heard a gust of wind in his ears, and instinctively dodged sideways, but he was still hit by the sword on his right arm. His face was covered with a black cloth, he probably didn't have such a master in the Yamen, he shouted: "What a fast sword technique!"

Shi Qianqiu didn't talk nonsense with him, he shot as fast as lightning, and captured this man back to Gongsun Zhuoyu for business. The man in black also used a quick sword, he didn't evade when he saw this, and started fighting with him, his speed was only a little slower than Shi Qianqiu's.

The man in black was wounded, and his strength was invincible. When he made a move, he recognized Shi Qianqiu's swordsmanship, and sneered coldly: "Outsiders say that 'one sword without shadow' has disappeared in the rivers and lakes. It is to be an imperial court eagle dog!"

Shi Qianqiu attacked his face with a quick sword: "A chivalrous man uses martial arts to violate the ban. Your Excellency's actions may not be as good as me, a court eagle dog!"

He didn't want to take the life of the man in black, so he didn't try his best and made a move.

All reserved. Who ever gave the other party a direct blow to Shi Qianqiu at the cost of self-injury, then threw a handful of ecstasy from his back sleeve, and fled away while Shi Qianqiu was dodging.

On the Baifu side, Gongsun Zhuoyu is conducting an autopsy.

Apart from the sword wounds on the first three corpses, the murderer would more or less inflict other punishments on them, but no other traces were found on Baiqiu's body. Gongsun Zhuoyu was terrified when he saw Baiqiu's death, his chin was covered with blood, thoughtfully opened his chin and saw that his mouth was bloody and his tongue was strangled with a sword. .

Tsk.

Although Gongsun Zhuoyu knew how to perform an autopsy, it didn't mean he liked to close Bai Qiuqiu's mouth in front of a pile of rotten meat, and got up to go to the outside room.

A commotion like this in the middle of the night alarmed the whole White Mansion. Baiqiu's eldest wife and the third concubine were crying outside with pear blossoms and rain, tears soaked the veil, if Xuanyiwei hadn't stopped him, he might have rushed in immediately.

"Master, master, how can you die so well, how can you live without our orphans and widowed mothers..."

"Master, if you go away, why don't you take my concubine with you, and stay in this world to suffer for nothing..."

When Gongsun Zhuoyu came out, he looked outside and saw that the wives were crying more miserable than the other. Xin, Baiqiu, this little old man's body is pretty good, he married so many wives, it's a pity that he died early, and it's hard to enjoy the blessings of Qiren.

He went outside to check around, and finally found a clear footprint left on the white wall. While ordering someone to get a measuring tape, he used his fingertips to measure the shoe print on the wall. size.

In a sense, the length of a person's foot is proportional to his height, about one to seven. The taller a person is, the larger the shoe size will naturally be. Assuming that the length of a person's flat bare feet is x, then the height =6876x.

The shoe prints left by the murderer on the wall have clear lines. They are the most common cloth shoes in the market. They are almost the same thickness. You can measure the thickness of an ordinary shoe, and then subtract the length of the footprint from the inside and outside difference to get the barefoot length  .

Although this method may not be accurate, unless it is a special case, the calculated answer will not differ too much.

Gongsun Zhuoyu traced the shoe prints on the wall with paper, and after calculations, he finally roughly estimated that the murderer's height was about 1.82 meters.

Not long after, Shi Qianqiu came back. For letting the murderer go, he was obviously very annoyed, and put the bloody long sword back into the scabbard with a clang: "My lord, I am incompetent, let him run away."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was already mentally prepared, if the murderer was really easy to catch, he wouldn't have to investigate the case himself: "Master fought against him before?"

Shi Qianqiu nodded when he heard the words: "He covered his face, but his right arm was injured by me."

Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes brightened: "Has that man ever spoken? Master estimate how old he is?"

Shi Qianqiu replied: "The voice is a young man, and he used a left-handed sword in the counter move."

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh? Left-handed? Could it be because Master hurt his right arm?"

Shi Qianqiu shook his head: "It's not like, his left-handed swordsmanship is proficient, and his speed is extremely fast. Obviously, he has practiced for many years. If he changes hands temporarily, he will definitely not be so handy."

Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't help hissing. So far, four people have died. If the news spreads tomorrow, I'm afraid there will be another disturbance. If the emperor hadn't been keeping an eye on this case, he would have simply fooled it around and dismissed it as an unsolved case.

"Come on, it's getting late, let's go back and check tomorrow."

Gongsun Zhuoyu returned to the company's mansion, after taking a shower and changing clothes, he should have slept, but for some reason, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Gongsun Zhuoyu tossed and turned on the bed, saw the bright moonlight outside the window, got up and walked to the study. He lit a candle and put it on the corner of the table, picked up a pen and dipped in ink, and began to sort out the information collected in the past few days.

The murderer was a young man, 1.82 meters tall, left-handed, with a wound on his right arm, good at wielding a long sword, hated corrupt officials, and was a perfectionist.

Well……

Gongsun Zhuoyu   , in fact, this information is enough for them to check. In the past few days, the city gates have been strictly checked, and only people are allowed to enter and not allowed to go out. The murderer was injured and must still be in the capital. Tomorrow, he will lead troops to search from house to house. If he is lucky, he may be able to find him directly.

He put down his pen, thinking of something, and picked up the two pieces of paper sent by the murderer. A piece of "Send Xinjian off at the Furong Tower", a piece of "Partridge Sky · Goose Lake Returning to Sickness", and two other songs, "Thousands of Years Beyond the Waterside Sand" and "Farewell to Dong Da", should be in the In Tang Feishuang's hands.

The paper is new and the ink is new, apparently torn from the same new book.

Gongsun Zhuoyu also studied hard in the cold window, reading hundreds of books. He looked back carefully and vaguely remembered that he had read a "Miscellaneous Poetry Collection" before, which included these four poems from different dynasties at the same time.

Although the bookshelf at the back is full of books, it is just a decoration at first glance, and has not been touched. Gongsun Zhuoyu took the lamps and candles and looked for them one by one, but found that there was nothing he wanted. Thinking of the huge collection of books in Du Lingchun's study, he turned around and went out of the room.

Everything is silent, and the small garden is silent. However, the Sigong Mansion is heavily guarded, and there are still guards patrolling. Gongsun Zhuoyu found the door of Du Lingchun's room all the way, raised his hand and knocked on the door, but he was afraid that he would fall asleep, so he couldn't let go.

Wu Yue guarded in the dark with his sword in his arms, when he heard someone approaching, he opened his eyes like an eagle.

It was Gongsun Zhuoyu, he hesitated for a moment, but decided to pretend he didn't see it, and turned his back calmly.

Gongsun Zhuoyu said, "If Du Lingchun fell asleep, wouldn't he be disturbing people's dreams. After some hesitation, he still put down his hands and prepared to go back, but when he walked to the diamond window, he saw some faint candle flames, he pushed open a crack with his hand, and took a peek inside.

This window is facing the study room. Du Lingchun is sitting on the teacher's chair, writing something with a pen. It looks like a thick stack of account books. After finishing the last page, he finally put down his pen, but he keenly felt a gaze beside him, and turned his head to look as if he felt it, and happened to meet Gongsun Zhuoyu directly: "... ..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was lying on the window sill, her eyes sparkling, like a cat poking its head, she was a little embarrassed when she was discovered, so she slowly raised her hand to say hello: "Hi, company."

Du Lingchun: "..."

Wu Yue finally realized something was wrong, his face changed slightly when he saw this, he rushed forward and grabbed Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Master Gongsun, how can you learn how to steal the window like a flower picker!"

The author has something to say: Wu Yue (grievous): You shameless scum!

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