"The only thing I want to tell you is this sentence. If the Marquis can understand it, it's good. If not, I can't either. It's because the Marquis wants to put an end to the matter. In that case, it's not good for the lower officials to say more. "
Li Zhou Fu's eyes looked at Bai Bu, and the white candle in the mourning hall was dim and jumping. The white cloth is particularly gloomy, seems to be shrouded in a layer of haze.
“……”
Bai Shutang didn't reply. Li Zhoufu's eyes were a little dark. He leaned over and said, "I'll leave first."
……
Wu's affairs were put to a hasty end, and the head of the government secretly did the funeral for three days, that is to carry Wu to be buried.
There are many rumors in the capital, which are all said to be a murder case of love and hatred in the inner courtyard of Houmen. A teahouse asked a scholar to write a play which should have changed its name. It went to the hall to sing the play.
In the playbook, the third aunt is a beautiful woman. She used to fall in love with a scholar, but she was chosen by a senior official and became a concubine. To stay with the scholar again, three aunt is a tree Wutong.
Tree Niang heard three aunt cry, promise this matter. When the moon is full, the third aunt can turn into a black magpie and fly over the deep yard to have a private meeting with the scholar.
But this matter is known by senior officials. On another full moon night, when the soul of the third aunt was transformed into a black magpie again, she was shot down with a bow and arrow by senior officials. The third aunt fell from the sky and died.
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On the stage, Yingying sings a plaintive tune. Bai ruotong eats a sugar bean, but he is still hurt by the sentimental love words in the playbook.
Angry at his brother, Bai Rutong said, "brother, you're very good. Why do you bring me to listen to this script?"
"Do you know that they wrote this play to satirize their father?" Bai Chusheng asked.
Bai ruotong chuckled and took a sip of milk tea. The play downstairs seems to be coming to an end“ The soul of "the third aunt" turned into a black magpie for the last time, lying in the scholar's arms, telling her last heart.
"Naturally, but my father asked for it." Bai ruotong's eyes cooled down, and when he looked at the heavily makeup "third aunt" on the stage, he flashed a bit complicated.
"Why don't you look angry at all?" When Bai Chusheng saw that she was still at ease, he asked calmly.
"Brother, I don't need to tell you about this. You should know who's behind it," Bai said with a sneer. "I'm afraid my father had already known the truth. He deliberately hid the murderer to protect him.
The servant girl died rashly. I always have a question in my heart, that is, who manipulated the servant girl. I thought it was Bai Yinling, but now I think it should be my father who saw through who really killed the third aunt. In order to protect Bai Yinling, I hastily found a ghost to replace him. "
Bai said, his words sharpening gradually.
"My father would not have done such a thing." Bai Chusheng sighed and explained slowly.
"No?" Bai ruotong raises eyebrows. Although Bai Shutang is loyal to the imperial court, he is not even in the palace. He really liked Lan's aunt Bai Yinling. The word "Yinling" was originally Lan's small surname, but Bai Shutang put it on Bai Yinling's head. It can be imagined how much he loved her.
What's more, in the empress of the supreme madness, Bai Fu is the one who dotes on Bai Yinling, and also Bai Shutang.