Criminal investigation in ancient times

After the five people drew lots, the students from Class B wrote the poem first, and Zhang Rui came third.This position is very critical. If you do well, you will be overwhelmed. If you do not do well, you will be selectively forgotten.

The students of Class B walked to the center, saluted their husbands and elders, and said: "Jiang Yuanyuan, Class B, is a young student with little talent and learning, Master and all the students are laughing at me." This is the student who was ridiculed by Zeng Zijin in the dining hall yesterday.

Mrs. Xu nodded and said, "Let's begin."

"Worship dances shine brightly and move the dawn bell, and the clouds resound through the jade hibiscus.

In mid-spring, the fairy apricot blooms in the clear sky, and the Shangyuan is auspicious and luxuriant with daisong.

On this day, the mountain respects the instrument and the dragon, and the Qianqiu Kun axis is prosperous.

Jubilant Haiyu is also a blessing, and it is common to celebrate with joy. "After that, he turned to the masters. Note ① Several masters whispered to each other, and they all nodded. They seemed to think it was good. Seeing this, the student raised his chin and looked smug, and returned to Class B with his head held high. .

The next one is Jiang Tai.I saw him put away his usual cynicism, with a slight smile on his face, he said to everyone: "Jiang Tai from Jiazi Class has made a fool of himself."

"The wine is fragrant and the guests stop,

Such as harvesting blessings, longevity and fairy spirits.

The green pine and crane in the green hills of the east tower,

The sea is broad-minded and I will be prosperous forever.

Shou Zhi Xiang comes to reflect the sun and the moon,

Bi Gefu to Zhu Gaoling.

Nantian moved the ginseng tree,

The mountain gift peach has entered the pavilion. "It turned out to be a Tibetan acrostic poem, the first word together is Furudonghai, Shoubi Nanshan.

Several masters took the manuscript of this poem and read it several times by themselves. They felt that the content of the sentence was appropriate, and it was very likely that it was this poem.

It was Zhang Rui's turn, and Zhang Rui bit the bullet and hurried up to make that acrostic poem, which was not a star and a half behind Jiang Tai.Master Liu sighed and shook his head, sure enough, there was no talent in his class.Not to mention the others, six of the ten people who chose to write were not selected, Zhang Rui's poems were also inferior in comparison, and there was one who did not finish painting, and the remaining two chose rhythm, but whoever chose rhythm? Can it compare to Wen Zhongxin from Class A? !I'm afraid Class A will come out on top this year.

Next is Zeng Zijin. If you say he is strange, he doesn’t like to comb his hair wherever he goes. Dressed up to have an enchanting attitude.

Mrs. Xu valued him a lot.I saw Zeng Zijin walking up slowly, bowed to his master, and then said: "Haihe looks clean, looks kind,

The mountains and rivers are more beautiful than the sun, and the love follows.

Lean age well-being by Tianxi,

In his prime, Xunyou is expected.

Langui Tengfanglai Dance Day,

Songyun Jin Festival is cold when the year is cold.

Heart benevolence is the secret of longevity,

Refining medicine and burning pills can be turned around. "

After the poem was finished, everyone was taken aback. Mrs. Xu's face was not very good-looking, and he waved him to go down.This poem is obviously a birthday celebration, and it satirizes the emperor for not doing his job properly, ignoring the government, and thinking about longevity and immortality all day long.But I don't know that fate is given by God.

If this poem had been made on the birthday, the emperor would have been furious, and he might have dragged it out and chopped it up!This kid is so arrogant!If I had known that he said such rebellious words today, I should not have recommended him to Class A!

Zhang Rui thought to himself that Zeng Zijin would not give up if he did not commit suicide. If this was put in modern times, it would be a resolute anti-Party speech. If it is light, it is shit, and if it is serious, it is directly agitating rioters.

Zeng Zijin didn't look at everyone's reaction, smiled, shook his head, returned to his seat and lowered his head, not knowing what to think.

The poem written by the student in the Ding class was also mediocre. In the end, Mrs. Xu made the final decision, and Jiang Tai was selected from the poem group.The students in Class B were still boasting complacently, but in a blink of an eye they looked hideous when they saw that they were taken the top spot by others.

Then came the piano art competition. Generally, there is no restriction on the piano art, as long as they don't play the repertoire of Han Gong Qiuyue, a boudoir and dissatisfied woman, everything else is fine.

Four of the remaining people chose the temperament, two from Class C, one from Class B, and Zhongxin from Class A.There is basically no suspense about the rhythm, and Zhong Xin was directly selected for his song Yangchun Baixue.

In the end there were six people, one of the six did tricks, and Mrs. Xu waved him away. This is the Kyoto Academy, not a troupe of jugglers. You ran to the palace to do tricks?Hehe, what was lost was the reputation of the school.

There are also five students who are purely made up by Ding Ban... they actually want to perform horseback riding and archery.

Mrs. Xu read it patiently, and when he was the last person, the master next to him whispered in Mrs. Xu's ear: "This is the only son of General Zhenbei." Mrs. Xu sat up straight.

I saw that young man walking up, dressed in light armor, with his hair tied up in a high bun, his eyes were shining brightly, his complexion was like copper, and he was wearing light armor.At such a young age, he has the air of a general and is full of heroism.Even the masters who looked down on Ding Ban on weekdays were all brightened.

Zhang Rui looked up, this person...isn't that the boy who bullied Xiaomin in the cafeteria?

The man said: "Ding Ban He Zixiang, I don't have any talents, I only know how to shoot arrows, but I dare not be presumptuous in front of the Holy One, so Xiaosheng changed the sword into a brush, shot it on the wall, and drew a Chinese character "Shou."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar everywhere.Actually using the brush as an arrow?Are you kidding me? !How can the brush be so light?

He Zixiang smiled, and picked up the prepared writing brush from the table. The writing brush was actually changed, and the back was shaped like an arrow feather, which was just right for exerting force.

He reached out and took out a writing brush, dipped it in the inkstone, put it on the bow, drew the bow with two fingers, and locked his eyes on the opposite wall. As soon as he let go, the listening brush shot out with a "swish", and the ink was drawn on the wall. a trace.

Then one arrow after another, and finally more than 20 arrow pens were shot out, and the huge "Shou" character was written. Although it is not particularly beautiful, it is enough to make everyone dumbfounded!

Zhang Rui once tried to type characters with bullets when practicing guns in modern times. Not only did he require a steady hand, but he also had to hit every shot, otherwise he would never be able to type!

Although the bow and arrow used by this young man is not too far away, it is even more surprising. Not only must he master the strength, but also the direction. It is really surprising that he is so capable at such a young age!

Sure enough, after he finished writing the birthday characters, Mrs. Xu got up and said, "Heroes are born young! Today is really an eye-opener for me!" With his appearance, the two young people who wrote the calligraphy can completely stand aside.

The students who painted also finished their paintings and sent them to the master for review.After watching Lin Xiaomin's painting, Liu Ben covered his face and sighed, this year is over again.Anyway, Class C is like this every year, not bad for one year.

The paintings of the eight students are similar except for Lin Xiaomin's, they are all related to birthday celebrations, there are paintings of cranes, birthday stars giving peaches, immortals celebrating birthdays, and parrots celebrating their birthdays.Only Lin Xiaomin drew a kitten fluttering butterflies.The other students laughed after reading it.

Holding Lin Xiaomin's painting, Mrs. Xu frowned and said: "They all draw birthday paintings, why do you draw a kitten?" Although the kitten painting is vivid, it has nothing to do with longevity.

Lin Xiaomin drew his hands together and said: "My husband, this little cat flutters the butterfly, which is taken from the sound of the old man, which means longevity, and the young man is not talented. I want to use this painting to wish the emperor a long life."

As soon as these words came out, the masters all understood, and Liu Ben's eyes lit up, there was something going on!

Mrs. Xu said: "Not bad! Not bad, the heart of a child, although the painting skills are a little rusty, but the meaning is good, the painting is good, this is it!"

The students in Class C held their breath, and after Mr. Xu finished speaking, they all clapped and cheered.Zhang Rui wiped the sweat off his head, and thought to himself, what's the matter, several people in other classes were selected, and they were not so happy.

In the end, there are two people in Class A, one in Class B, one in Class C, and one in Class D.

After discussing with several masters, they finally chose Jiang Tai for poetry, Lin Xiaomin for painting, and He Zixiang for writing with martial arts.

It was the first time in history that Class C was selected. Lin Xiaomin was immediately surrounded by all the students in Class C and said: "Xiaomin, you are so good!" "Lin Xiaomin, your paintings are so beautiful! I just like cats" "Xiaomin Min, yes, vent your anger for Class C!"

Lin Xiaomin blushed from being praised, and hurriedly said: "I'm not good at drawing, and the meaning is that brother Rui helped me figure it out." He said this and everyone turned their eyes to Zhang Rui.

Zhang Rui said with a flattering smile: "Well... I just thought about it, but I can't draw it."

One of the students said: "No matter what, our class C was selected, but there is no one in class B!"

"Yes! Class B has always looked down on us, and now they are not as good as us!"

Master Liu came over and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, don't you know how much you weigh? Just now when someone wrote a random poem, none of you can catch up."

The student calmed down. Although there was still an excited smile on his face, he was not as rampant as before.

Liu Ben reached out to pat Lin Xiaomin on the shoulder and said, "You, you did a good job."

This is the first time Lin Xiaomin has been praised by his master at such a young age, his eyes are red with excitement.

"Zhang Rui's implication is even better, but today's poems are not satisfactory. As a teacher, I thought you could do better."

Zhang Rui hurriedly moved his hands together and said, "I'm not good at learning, I'm ashamed of my master."

Liu Ben waved his hand and said: "It's okay, this is just a competition, and Chun Wei in three months' time must perform well, and must not be ashamed again."

Zhang Rui nodded with a smile.

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Three days had passed since the case had passed without any progress. Sima Yun put pressure on Dali Temple more than once, making Zhang Yaozhi feel as if he had been fed gunpowder every day, and everything was not pleasing to the eye.

This day, Jiang Shuo asked Lin Xiaoqing to lead a few people to investigate this upright official again. Now there are no other clues, so he can only check repeatedly, for fear of missing any clues. Unexpectedly, such an investigation actually found some clues.

The dead upright official left a bag of clothes, which contained some clothes and a pipa, and the clue was on the pipa.That pipa was new, because no one knew the rhythm during the previous investigations, so they just ignored it.

During the inspection this time, there was a yamen servant who was very fond of rhythm, and he couldn't put it down when he saw this pipa.When Lin Xiaoqing asked, the man said: "This pipa is not an ordinary pipa, it was made by Du Yuniang of Jianyin Pavilion. Look at the signature of this person on the back of this pipa."

Jiang Shuo: "Du Yuniang?"

Lin Xiaoqing nodded and said: "That's right, the yamen servant said that Du Yuniang is a master who specializes in making pipas in Jianyintang. She only makes three pipas every year. It is hard to find a lot of money. Many courtesans in brothels want to make this pipa two or three years in advance. Reserve."

Jiang Shuo: "So, this pipa should be made by Du Yuniang recently?"

Lin Xiaoqing nodded: "Looking at the quality of the pipa, it should be right."

"Did you send someone to Jianyin Pavilion?"

Lin Xiaoqing shook his head and said, "Not yet, I'm just about to ask my lord for instructions."

Jiang Shuo waved his hand and said, "Hey, just check it out, why ask me for instructions?"

Lin Xiaoqing hesitated and said: "The Jianyin Pavilion is not ordinary... the master behind it is... the third prince"