It is easy to recall slowly. He said: "Back then, Du Mubai was disqualified as a student, so he was unhappy in those days, staying in the house every day and not going out, and he also fell and injured his ankle in those days. It was inconvenient to walk, so we could only rest in the house and read books. At that time, we didn't think he had any thoughts of committing suicide! One day, the day he died, it was also snowing, and he went out early in the morning. At that time, I was with Jiang Wen and Bingzheng. The three of us went to the bookstore together. The owner of the bookstore can testify for us. We didn't go back until the evening. As soon as we opened the door, we saw Du Mubai hanged in the room. We were so frightened that he was dead, and it took a lot of effort to put him down from the top. After that, we reported it to the official, and the official came to check it again. There was no sign of being touched in the house, and an autopsy was conducted, Du Mubai said. indeed from
Killed, no exception. "
Ji Yunshu listened to these words very seriously, frowned, and asked, "Why did it take so much effort to put people down?"
"Because the rope is a little high, we can't reach it!"
Oh!
"Then did he have any signs in the days before he committed suicide, for example, did he say something strange?"
"To tell the truth, Du Mubai was ashamed of himself because he stole Bingzheng's poems, and since he was in the same room, he didn't speak to us at all in those days."
No wonder.
Du Mubai was a talented man, and he was appreciated by the Marquis of Pingyang because of his talent and learning. Such a person whose reputation was damaged because of the theft, no matter how cheeky he was, he would be embarrassed to have fun with everyone and pretend that nothing had happened.
And after Du Mubai was disqualified as a student, he had nowhere to go and could only continue in the Wenshe.
Ji Yunshu's mind sank slightly.
He pondered what Fang Tong said.
Hope to find some clues!
At this time, Bingzheng was brought in.
He is thin and walks very slowly!
The thin clothes on his body are not enough to withstand the cold wind outside.
He hunched his back and tucked his hands into his sleeves. He didn't have the temperament of an official at all!
The guard brought him in: "Sir, he is Bingzheng, this time he will not be wrong."
Deliberately emphasized.
You can't make an oolong any more, otherwise, how long will it be delayed before and after!
As soon as Bingzheng came in, no one looked at him and kept his head down.
Song Zhi saw him and was startled: "Is it you?"
hey hey! How did you meet again.
Really "well-informed" ah!
Everyone turned their attention to him.
Song Zhi quickly explained: "I met Bing Gongzi twice and said something."
Hearing what he said, Fang Tong and Jiang Wen's expressions changed greatly.
Very nervous!
As if he did something wrong.
The two secretly tugged at each other's clothes.
And this scene was watched by Ji Yunshu, she was sure that there must be ghosts between these two, and there must be something to hide.
But if they were asked directly like this, they would definitely not say it.
But Bingzheng was indifferent to Song Zhi's words just now. He looked up at Song Zhi and said, "I don't know you."
What
Why don't you know each other
Song Zhi felt uncomfortable, and quickly said, "It's me, we've met."
"I haven't seen you."
"..." Song Zhi couldn't understand why, and reminded, "We met at the poetry meeting before. Just today, I went to Wenshe to find Brother Fang, and I met you, remember?"
He wants to find Bingzheng's memories.
Must be recognized!
We obviously know each other.
Bingzheng sneered and shrank his hands deeper into his sleeves, he said, "Young master, don't recognize anyone casually."
It felt like she didn't know Song Zhi at all.
Song Zhi is messy, is there someone who looks exactly like him? But obviously even the tone is the same, this is the same person.
When he was about to say something else—
Li Cheng interrupted him aloud: "Enough, you nerd is too strange, why do you know everyone? Everyone said they don't know you, and you keep posting."
Song Zhi was embarrassed, and then he remembered that he had to do serious business.
He took two steps back.
He said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I was rude just now."
Stop talking.
After this episode, Ji Yunshu walked up to the front of Bing and said, "Young Master Bing, don't be nervous, I came to you because you did not commit any crime, but wanted to ask clearly about Du Mubai's theft of your poems back then. ."
Bingzheng is very calm.
It seems to have already been guessed.
"Sir, ask." The voice was deep.
As if it came out from the abyss.
Ji Yunshu asked, "Everyone knows that Du Mubai is a genius. His poems and essays are top-notch, but why would he steal your poems?"
"Master, do you not believe me?"
"That's not what I meant, I just wanted to understand." Ji Yunshu said.
But Bingzheng raised his head, glanced at Fang Tong and Jiang Wen who were still nervous, and said, "They can testify about what happened back then. They saw the poem I wrote with their own eyes."
Fang Tong and Jiang Wen immediately became the focus.
The two were startled.
Swallowed.
"Yes, we saw with our own eyes that Bingzheng wrote that poem, and Du Mubai stole it."
The voice was shaking.
But Jing Rong, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke up: "If that's the case, why are you two so nervous?"
"US… "
"Could it be that there is something else in it?" Jing Rong's voice was neither high nor low, and it sounded very flat.
But after hearing that, Fang Tong and Jiang Wen's faces were ugly, and they felt guilty.
But compared to Jiang Wen, Fang Tong was a little calmer, and he said quickly, "We didn't hide anything! That's the truth, that poem was indeed written by Bingzheng, because Du Mu and the white people are already dead, so I bring this up now, It is inevitable to be a little scared, after all, the undead cannot be offended."
For this reason, barely.
Jing Rong smiled, completely in disbelief.
The people he has seen are more salt than they have eaten, whether they are people or ghosts, and he can see some of them in the end.
But there is no evidence, so naturally it is not easy to ask questions.
But the smile on the corner of his mouth made Fang Tong and the two dare not look directly at him, and immediately looked away.
Then, Fang Tong added another sentence: "Bingzheng knows this matter best. After all, Du Mubai stole his poems."
He threw the whole thing back to Bingzheng.
Under the watchful eyes of all—
Bingzheng suddenly read a poem.
"April is flying, and the old people hear that in front of the lake, the orchid and bamboo are fighting the spring rain, and the bridge is in the south of the Yangtze River."
Um
After reading-
Bingzheng said, "This is my poem."
In April, the foxes are flying, and the old people hear that in front of the lake, the orchid and bamboo are fighting the spring rain, and the small bridge is in the south of the Yangtze River. Very artistic!