How can you see it
Ji Yunshu did not hesitate, took out a previously folded piece of paper from his sleeve, slowly opened it, laid it flat on the table, and then turned it 180 degrees to face Wen Lingyang with the content on the paper. .
On the paper, four lines of poems were written cleanly.
Shen looked at the shadows among the people, and he was able to endure to be promoted.
She said, "Master Wen wrote these four lines of poetry before, and I really don't understand it, but after a few things, I understand it in the next moment."
"Oh? Tell me, sir." Wen Lingyang smiled lightly, looked away from the door, and landed on the piece of paper in front of him.
"The so-called "Shen Kanrenzhongying" is talking about your father, right? You can be elevated, and you are talking about yourself. Returning to the past, you are talking about the six people Yun Tongyang and Li Mingzhou, and one by one. When you see old friends, it's all of you."
Wen Lingyang listened carefully.
Twenty words, clean!
It also seems to be a picture of his life that only belongs to him, from the beginning to the end of his life.
Ji Yunshu continued, "When you wrote these four lines of poetry, in fact, you just wanted to tell me that you were the murderer. Of course, not only these four lines, but also that little brocade box that you always carry with you. Presumably, you The unopened third floor is filled with ink mixed with Eclipta, right? If the crazy Li Yuan hadn't rushed in, at that time, you would have already planned a showdown, and the tattoos on your body, if you really If you want to escape the guilt, you will never let Prince Rong see the scar on your body, all kinds of things are because you deliberately want me to find it."
Wen Lingyang did not deny it, and there was no change in his expression.
He raised his eyes and praised, "I thought that no one in the world could understand these four poems except me, but I didn't expect that they were all interpreted by Mr. Mr., I have only heard about Mr. However, how can there be such a talent in this world? But now, I have to admire Mr., you are the smartest among the people I have met. If you can know Mr. as a close friend, this life will be enough. "
No lie!
Hearing this, Ji Yunshu smiled lightly and said, "Bo Ya plays the qin, Ziqi is the only one who can understand his music. After Ziqi died, he threw his beloved qin on Ziqi's grave. People listen, this kind of sadness, only Bo Ya himself understands, if the world exists, if Master Wen is Bo Ya, and he will be a child in the next period, it is not impossible."
"Mr. You said, even if I die, my heart will be happy."
He took a sip of tea and was overjoyed.
A moment later, Ji Yunshu took out something from his sleeve and pushed it in front of him.
That thing is a boxy stone with a small hole in the middle. It should have been hung with something before, so the area around the small hole is more slippery and darker than other places.
What's even more strange is that there are seven marks of different shades on the stone, and due to years of polishing, the marks are getting darker and more shiny.
Wen Lingyang's heart trembled slightly when he saw the stone, and his eyebrows frowned.
"This is my father's."
He was choked with words, picked up the stone, and carefully rubbed the seven concave lines on it.
Ji Yunshu explained, "The reason why Li Mingzhou went to dig Chang Shiliang's tomb has two purposes, one is to destroy Chang Shiliang's body, and the other is to find this stone, because after your father's death, this The stone was always on Chang Shiliang's body, and he always carried it with him. After his death, the Chang family regarded it as a funerary item and put it into the coffin together. Such an ordinary stone has not been thrown by Chang Shiliang for 20 years. Li Mingzhou has to find this stone at the risk of being caught, presumably, it is very important to them?"
"The seven marks on this stone were drawn by my father and them together, representing seven people. I thought they threw the stone after my father died."
but-
Chang Shiliang kept it all the time, and Li Mingzhou also thought about this stone in his heart.
It can be seen that the friendship of the seven brothers is actually there.
Wen Lingyang let out a deep breath and squeezed the stone into his palm. The cold feeling seemed to keep flowing along the veins in his palm.
It got cold all over.
Outside, the sun has already poked half of his head out from Shan Man!
The light spreads in obliquely, moving from the ground to the wall made of bamboo, giving a feeling of laziness and leisure.
Slow down!
Wen Lingyang raised his head, stretched out his hand, took out the bamboo stick in the bottle, and handed it to Ji Yunshu.
"Please do me a favor, sir, and give this bamboo to Xinlan. That girl loves this bamboo in my house, and she often quarrels for it. Now, when people go to the empty building, it is meaningless to keep this. It's better to give it to those who love it and keep it well."
The sound is getting weaker!
Ji Yunshu held it carefully and nodded, "Don't worry, I will hand it over to Miss Zhang in person."
"Thank you."
She got up, gently brushed the folds on her robe, and turned away.
However, after only taking two steps, the footsteps stopped, and he turned his back to Wen Lingyang and asked a question.
"Do you regret it?"
She didn't know what his expression was like, but she could only feel the man behind him smile.
"Regret?" Wen Lingyang's mouth overflowed with a smile, "Life is a move, only after careful consideration can you make a move, and you have no regrets, you are a gentleman, although I can't be a good person, but I want to be. A gentleman."
The sound is getting weaker and smaller...
What a gentleman!
Ji Yunshu didn't dare to look back at Wen Lingyang at this time, she could only feel a slight noise, the sound of a person hanging his head!
She took a deep breath and went out.
When the people from the yamen outside came in, they found a corpse that was already cold.
Wen Lingyang sat upright, with his head lowered and his eyelids clasped, but there was still a smile on the corners of his lips.
In his hand, he held that stone!
On the screen behind him, his shadow was still printed, and it was dragged longer and longer as the light moved.
At this moment, the sky is completely bright...
Outside Wen Lingyang's residence, Zhang Xinlan stood there holding the scroll that had never been opened, with empty and red eyes, looking straight into the innermost room from the front door.
not moving at all!
stood for a long time.
In fact, like Ji Yunshu, she did not dare to go in or look at Wen Lingyang.
Ji Yunshu walked up to her and inserted the bamboo in his hand into the scroll.
Nothing was said.
Tears fell from Zhang Xinlan, and she asked her in a choked and hoarse voice.
"What did he tell you?"
Ji Yunshu shook his head.
"Did he say, when will he teach me to write?"
Shake your head!
"So, he broke his promise, right?" Zhang Xinlan felt extremely uncomfortable, and her heart was like a knife.
but-
Ji Yunshu never responded to her words.
Turn around and leave!