Chapter 406 Case Closed

Qin Xueyin put down Duan Rong's poem and picked up Zhu Peng's poem. She looked at Zhu Peng and said in a soft voice, "When Xueyin read Mr. Zhu's "Early Morning Walk in Shangshan", she felt that the tone was ancient and elegant, and there seemed to be a hazy beauty. Xueyin was very curious, in what state of mind did Mr. Zhu write this poem?"

Zhu Peng was stunned by the question.

He didn't even understand the meaning of the poem, so how could he know in what state of mind he wrote it. However, he was very satisfied to meet Qin Xueyin on this trip. Since he couldn't answer, he didn't plan to force it.

Zhu Peng said, "To be honest with Miss Xueyin, this "Early Morning Walk in Shangshan" was also written by him."

Zhu Peng raised his hand and pointed at Duan Rong.

"Oh?" Qin Xueyin looked slightly surprised.

Only then did she realize that although one of the two poems was in regular script and the other in cursive script, the details of the writing were quite similar, as if they were indeed written by the same person.

Qin Xueyin looked up at Duan Rong again, her eyes were already full of meaning.

"This poem "Shangshan Morning Walk" was originally written by Mr. Duan. Xueyin has read this poem over and over again, but she always feels that there seems to be a kind of implicit meaning that is not yet fully understood. I dare to ask Mr. Duan to dissect it a little to clear up Xueyin's confusion."

Duan Rong ate a piece of braised pork and pinched two grapes to relieve his greasy feeling, and then he said, "Oh, this poem "Shangshan Morning Walk", I also like it very much."

"In the morning, the bell of the journey sounded, and the traveler was sad about his hometown. The sound of chickens in the thatched inn was in the moon, and the footprints of people on the plank bridge were frosty. Oak leaves fell on the mountain road, and the citron flowers brightened the post station wall. Thinking of the dream of Duling, ducks and geese filled the pond." Duan Rong said, and then he recited the poem again with his head shaking.

The silly look amused Qin Xueyin, who was wearing a light veil, and raised her lips slightly.

After Duan Rong finished reciting, his eyes suddenly became very deep. He looked at Qin Xueyin and said, "The first four lines of this poem describe the frustration of the journey. But in fact, it also describes the frustration of life. There is a sense of confusion and wandering between the lines."

Confusion and wandering, these two words with a postmodern atmosphere, are very appropriate when used by Duan Rong at this time. He grasped the essence of the hazy beauty of Wen Tingyun's poem very well, which can be said to be a word.

Qin Xueyin's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this. "Confusion? Wandering?"

It was like a layer of window paper, which was pierced by Duan Rong's words. Qin Xueyin almost melted into the deep meaning of the poem instantly.

Duan Rong continued, "During this difficult and frustrating journey, he suddenly saw a pale white citron beside the post station wall. The beauty of the citron seemed to illuminate the post station wall, so the word 'bright' was used here."

"The bright white citron illuminated not the post station wall, but his frustrated and troubled heart. He suddenly remembered a happy dream last night."

"Thinking of the dream in Duling, ducks and geese filled the pond." Duan Rong chanted the last two lines of the poem again. This time, as soon as he chanted, Qin Xueyin felt a chill all over her body.

Duan Rong said: "All the people who live in this world full of flaws are actually in some kind of frustration and distress, filled with confusion and wandering. It is only by relying on the hazy and beautiful fantasy hidden in the heart that they can support this body to move forward. Duan is like this, Miss Qin is like this, and so are people in the world!"

"Deep pain lurks in the depths of the soul, like a silent fog, spreading across the abyss of existence."

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he poured himself another glass of wine and poured it into his throat. I don't know if it was because of this poem, but Duan Rong actually tasted a bit of bitterness in this glass of wine.

Qin Xueyin and Zhu Peng were both stunned and silent for a long time.

Although Zhu Peng didn't hear it, he was also greatly shocked.

After listening to Duan Rong's explanation, Qin Xueyin looked at the poem "Shangshan Morning Walk" in his hand, but felt that these poems penetrated the vicissitudes of time, wrote all the sorrows of the world, and the indescribable helplessness of being born as a human in this vast world.

Duan Rong's analysis made this poem transcend the suffering of traveling and become a lament for the deep distress of the people of the world.

"Deep pain lurks in the depths of the soul, like a silent fog, spreading across the abyss of existence." Qin Xueyin murmured and chewed on Duan Rong's words, and felt more and more clear-headed.

At this time, the haziness of the poem disappeared, replaced by a bottomless abyss.

That is the depth of the human heart!

Moreover, this is not Duan Rong's fabrication, but the deep meaning of the poem itself, but this profound meaning is hidden deep between the lines, and it takes a deep brain to dig it out.

Qin Xueyin's heart was agitated, and her chest was up and down. It took a long time for her to calm down slowly. She looked up at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong was not good-looking, dressed in green, but his profound thoughts penetrated Qin Xueyin's heart.

The reason why she set up the Qinlou poetry contest was because she loved poetry, but before she met Duan Rong, she had never thought that the sigh of poetry could reach such a profound realm.

That is the deepest part of the abyss of the human heart, a place that is difficult for language to reach.

Qin Xueyin said: "Xueyin set up this Qinlou poetry contest, waiting for someone like you!"

"Please accept Xueyin's salute!"

Qin Xueyin said, and then stood up and got off the piano platform, and squatted in front of the table to salute Duan Rong.

When Qin Xueyin stood up after saluting, she suddenly raised her hand and took off the veil on her face.

A peerless and beautiful face then emerged!

Duan Rong's heart moved, it was indeed the famous prostitute of Shenyun Mansion, a beautiful face in the prosperous age!

Zhu Peng's eyes widened, not only because he was amazed by Qin Xueyin's appearance, but also because he knew that Qin Xueyin was willing to take off the veil to let Duan Rong stay overnight.

Staying overnight in Qinlou is the dream of the playboys of Shenyun Mansion!

However, Duan Rong took away their dream so easily!

Although Qin Xueyin has participated in the poetry competition in Qinlou for several years, this is the first time to stay overnight. She is actually still a virgin!

Duan Rong was still unaware of it. He just glanced at Qin Xueyin a few times and drank the wine calmly.

Zhu Peng looked at Duan Rong with some jealousy. He felt a little sour in his heart, but he still came to him and reminded him in a low voice: "Brother Duan, Miss Xueyin took off the veil to let you stay overnight."

Duan Rong had a mouthful of wine in his throat. He almost choked when he heard this.

He coughed a few times, looked at Zhu Peng, and whispered: "We still have to go back to the Dali Temple! How can we stay here overnight?"

Zhu Peng raised his voice and said: "What's the big deal about the Dali Temple? Brother Duan, don't be rude to the beauty!"

Duan Rong saw Zhu Peng say this, and his face suddenly became a little embarrassed. He stood up and clasped his fists to Qin Xueyin and said: "Miss Xueyin, please forgive us. We have something else to do. We will leave first! Let's discuss poetry next time."

Qin Xueyin was slightly startled and asked: "Sir, do you dislike Xueyin's ugly appearance?"

Duan Rong pulled Zhu Peng to leave, but Zhu Peng stood there angrily, blocking his way. He was a little angry that Duan Rong was so rude to Qin Xueyin.

Duan Rong had no choice but to smile and said: "Miss Xueyin is a stunning beauty, and she has nothing to do with the word ugly."

Qin Xueyin said: "In that case, why are you so anxious to leave? You are avoiding Xueyin as if you are avoiding the plague god."

Qin Xueyin said, a trace of sadness appeared on her face.

Duan Rong immediately bowed and said, "Miss Xueyin, please don't blame me. I already have a virtuous wife at home. I am thousands of miles away, and I am looking forward to my husband's return home. How earnest! Although I am alone here, I dare not let him down! Miss, you can understand!"

Duan Rong has been baptized in the ruined temple and married Xiao Yu. He is no longer a novice in matters between men and women. Moreover, his heart, which has been baptized by killing, has long been firm in Taoism and will not be easily shaken.

And he is a family man!

If one day Xiao Yu knew that he was visiting a brothel and staying overnight in Shenyun Mansion, wouldn't he make a mess of it?

When Qin Xueyin heard this, the sadness on her face disappeared, and her eyes looking at Duan Rong were full of admiration for a while. It's rare to have a lover!

"It's a blessing to marry Mr. Yu." Qin Xueyin said, with a faint tear flashing in her eyes.

Duan Rong bowed again, pulled Zhu Peng away, and flashed out.

As soon as he reached the door, Zhu Peng immediately chased him and said, "Brother Duan, if you want to meet Miss Qin, you have to give her 1,000 taels of silver for cosmetics."

Duan Rong smacked his lips slightly. 1,000 taels of silver for a meeting! What a good deal.

"Where can I get the money?!"

Duan Rong said, and he actually walked down the stairs. In his opinion, he had worked hard to disassemble "Shangshan Morning Walk" for Qin Xueyin, and it was good enough that he didn't charge her tuition.

Zhu Peng had to turn around and handed Qin Xueyin's personal maid two 1,000 taels of silver notes. Before leaving, Zhu Peng looked at Qin Xueyin deeply again, and then left reluctantly.

After Duan Rong and Zhu Peng left, Qin Xueyin sighed lightly, walked to the piano again, and looked at the two poems on it.

It was the first time for her to discuss poetry with someone so deeply. The feeling of soul fusion was really wonderful.

No mistakes in one poem, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

At this moment, her personal maid came over slowly with two silver bills, stood beside Qin Xueyin, looked at one of the drafts, and murmured: "Miss, the one called Duan Rong seems to be the one who drew down the thunder. People outside call him Duan Leishen!?"

When the maid first heard Duan Rong's name, she felt familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while, but just now she heard them talking about Dali Temple, she suddenly remembered.

"Really? Is it really him?"

Qin Xueyin also heard about this matter. After all, the matter of drawing down the thunder was a big deal in Shenyun Mansion, and it was related to Li Muping's death. Li Muping was born in Yanyue Tower, and the two of them had some friendship.

"It must be him. Miss, didn't you hear what they said about Dali Temple just now. Duan Rong, who drew down the thunder, came from the four southeastern prefectures. He is a detective who came to assist Dali Temple in handling cases."

Qin Xueyin smiled slightly. "Now that you mention it, it all makes sense. He just said that he has a virtuous wife thousands of miles away. It turns out that she is from the four southeastern prefectures!"

Duan Rong's face appeared in Qin Xueyin's mind again. She murmured to herself with clear eyes: "Strange people and strange things, but it's a pity that there is no love. I am so unlucky!"

Duan Rong and Zhu Peng walked slowly towards the Dali Temple on Changle Street. It was already dusk and the twilight was gradually rising.

At this time, Zhu Peng's admiration for Duan Rong was like a flood.

Duan Rong not only wrote two poems in an instant, allowing both of them to go up to the tower.

And his discussion of poetry actually made Qin Xueyin take off her veil and let him stay in Qin Tower!

Duan Rong seemed to have become the star picker of Shenyun Mansion easily!

And he actually rejected Qin Xueyin!

In the face of beauty, he was unmoved!

At first, Zhu Peng blamed Duan Rong for being rude to the beautiful woman, but now he understood Duan Rong's heart. He already had a virtuous wife at home and he was unwilling to let her down!

You are really talented and have a noble character!

Zhu Peng said: "Brother, you are not only good at investigating cases and drinking, but also good at poetry. Please accept my knee!"

Duan Rong said with a smile: "Why should I accept your knee? Is it braised or steamed?"

Zhu Peng said with a smile: "Then leave it to me for walking." Zhu Peng said again: "Brother Duan, who did you learn poetry from? You just talked about poetry in Qinlou. Although I didn't understand it very well, I felt that it was novel and profound, and it was definitely not comparable to those vulgar words."

Duan Rong said: "Those poems were all written by my fellow countrymen. I just made up a few sentences."

"Really?"

"Of course! Why would I lie to you!"

Duan Rong felt that since he had traveled to this world, those people on Blue Star, whether dead or alive, were all his fellow countrymen, right?

The two chatted while returning to the Dali Temple.

The room was empty, Zhu Cheng hadn't come back yet.

Duan Rong's eyes moved, he didn't think Zhu Cheng would rest for so long, that guy was a worried man!

Sure enough, they had just sat there, and before they could even warm up their butts, Zhu Cheng came in.

Zhu Cheng came in, put the black iron shuttle dart in his hand on the table, and sighed: "I have checked, this thing is not made in Shenyun Mansion!"

Duan Rong glanced at the black iron shuttle dart. He had already guessed this result, he estimated that this thing should be made in the hometown of the pockmarked face, but if he didn't reveal it, who would take this black iron shuttle dart to his fellow villager to inquire?

Zhu Cheng drank a sip of water and talked about the case with Duan Rong.

He hoped that Duan Rong could give him some new ideas.

But Duan Rong said that he didn't see any new clues, and he told Zhu Cheng directly that it was difficult to investigate the case at this point.

Because Zhou Wei had been a hidden agent for many years, the other party must have had a mature plan for his exposure and treatment. How could they leave clues for them to pursue?

After some thought, Zhu Cheng basically agreed with Duan Rong's inference, but he still wanted to dig deeper. Whether it was Zhou Wei's exposure or the murder of Shangshu Ling Zhu Shizhong, it was a great stimulation to him.

Duan Rong naturally saw that Zhu Cheng didn't want to give up for a while, and he could understand it.

In the following days, Zhu Cheng worked hard to investigate the case every day. Duan Rong and Zhu Peng were playing around in Shenyun Mansion every day, so cool?

Because Zhu Peng admired Duan Rong very much, he took Duan Rong to visit many secret places, some of which were not accessible to children of rich officials.

After a few days, Zhu Cheng saw that his eye sockets were sunken and he was a little thin. On this day, he finally realized that if he continued to investigate this case, there would be no results.

Early in the morning of this day, Duan Rong and Zhu Peng came to the Dali Temple to report for duty. The two had already discussed where to go for fun today. But as soon as they entered the Dali Temple, Zhu Cheng told them that he was going to close the case.

Duan Rong's heart moved, and he said, "Are you going to close the case?"

"Well, there is no need to investigate further." Zhu Cheng said with a haggard look, "But before closing the case, you have to go with me to see someone."

Duan Rong was surprised and said, "See someone? Who?"

Zhu Cheng said, "Grand Master of the Imperial Household, Zhu Zhengfu."

Duan Rong's heart skipped a beat, another person with the surname Zhu.

But this Grand Master of the Imperial Household is one of the Four Ministers!

In the secular world of Qingzhou, Zhu He's bloodline actually occupies two of the four ministers, the Minister of the Imperial Household Zhu Shizhong and the Grand Master of the Imperial Household Zhu Zhengfu.

No wonder one of them was killed! Among the four ministers, one family occupies two seats, and the power is a bit unbalanced!

It seems that after the death of the Minister of the Imperial Household, Grand Master of the Imperial Household Zhu Zhengfu became the head of the Zhu family bloodline in the secular world. It's no wonder. Zhu Cheng said that he had to meet this person before closing the case. I'm afraid that whether the case can be closed or not depends on this person!