Seeing that Cheng Muyou stopped talking, Yan Niang paced forward, the grief in her eyes turned into a trace of compassion, and she said softly, "Of course, the adults know the purpose of their coming here, and the government is just afraid that there will be too many people to pay tribute to and cause trouble."
However, the reason why these people gather here every year is also to put pressure on the imperial court in another way, to force the rulers to find out the murderers of the tragedy as soon as possible, and not to forget their pain.
So at this time, even if they are thousands of miles away, they will gather by the canal to express their inner dissatisfaction and resentment in this silent but most touching way.
Speaking of this, she looked at Cheng Muyou intently, "My lord, Yan Niang is not wrong, there will be a salt boat to dock in the near future, so there are especially many people who come to pay tribute this year, and the situation is even worse than in previous years."
The people didn't dare to say much, but their hearts turned into incense, pieces of paper money, but I don't know if the people in power can empathize.
Speaking of this, her eyes became distant, "I never think that pain can be eliminated with the change of mood, on the contrary, only by eliminating the source of pain can my heart be stable."
Presumably, these people are the same as me, in their hearts, only by grasping the real culprit and avenging the tragic death of their relatives can this hurdle be truly overcome, otherwise, this matter will not be completed, and the rest of their lives will not be happy. ” After hearing these words, Cheng Muyou didn't speak for a long time, he didn't disagree with Yan Niang's opinion, but he knew in his heart that a full sixteen years had passed since the burning of the salt ship, and if there were no new clues, it would be impossible to catch the murderer.
What's more, Yan Qingyang has not shown up since he led his troops to flee, and he has to suspect that he is no longer in this world, so even if he knows where he is, he may only find a few lonely graves by then, how can he appease the people.
Thinking of this, he sighed, "Miss Yan, what if you really can't take revenge?"
” Only the two of them knew what this sentence meant, so Yan Niang glanced at him coldly and said word by word, "It's nothing more than falling, getting up, falling again, getting up again, and starting again, fighting to the end of life, but also dying without regrets." ” After saying this, both of them were silent, as if they were angry, looking at each other, and neither of them said a word more.
Jiang Xixi looked here and there, and said with a confused face: "My lord, Miss Yan, what are you two talking about, why can't I understand?"
” Cheng Muyou was stunned for a moment, and finally came back to his senses, he smiled faintly at Jiang Xixi, "It's okay, I just think this case is really tricky, I'm afraid it will be difficult to solve it with the power of Xin'an Mansion alone." ” Jiang Xixi nodded, but her eyes were attracted by a man squatting on the ground alone and burning paper money not far away, she said to Cheng Muyou, "My lord, look at that person, he is alone, he looks so lonely, could it be that his relatives have all died in that fire?"
” Cheng Muyou followed her gaze and saw a middle-aged man squatting by the river, sobbing softly while burning paper money in a copper basin.
There are relatives around others, and the grief is shared, and it is diluted into five points, only he is alone, and his back is looming in the flickering light and dark and shallow incense, looking extremely lonely.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Muyou's sympathy suddenly rose, and the other party's words also understood a lot: yes, he has never experienced it, so he will not empathize with the pain in their hearts.
Just like this man, all his relatives were buried in the fire, how could he not hate that murderer to the bone, I am afraid that a thousand knives will not be able to resolve the hatred, and how can he ask him to calmly accept the Buddhist saying of "suffering from the heart".
Just immersed in reverie and unable to extricate himself, there was a sudden exclamation in the distance, and the crowd instantly quieted down because of this exclamation, and all of them stood up one after another, stretching their necks to look into the distance.
"My lord, I'll go and have a look."
After Jiang Xixi finished saying this, her body had already rushed in the direction where the sound came from, and Cheng Muyou and Yan Niang also followed behind her, running towards the shadowy house in the south.
After running for about half an hour, I saw a group of people surrounded in front of me, all of whom were talking about something in a whisper.
Jiang Xixi opened a way in the crowd, took the lead in squeezing in, and when she walked to the center of the crowd, she saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl sitting inside, covering her face and sobbing softly, her body trembling like a dead leaf in late autumn.
Seeing this, Jiang Xixi hurriedly helped her up and asked in a low voice, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
Why are you scared like this?
” The little girl glanced at Jiang Xixi, but still didn't say a word, just lowered her head and sobbed.
Jiang Xixi had no choice but to continue, "Girl, don't be afraid, I am the official of Xin'an Mansion, no matter what happens, you can tell me, and our adults will make decisions for you." ” After speaking, she pointed to Cheng Muyou who was standing behind her, and the girl saw that the Xin'an County Order had also arrived, so she reluctantly put away her crying, saluted him, and sobbed and said, "My lord, I was bitten by a ghost just now."
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden uproar in the crowd, and after the uproar, it became extremely quiet, and everyone held their breath to hear what this little girl said.
Cheng Muyou said softly, "Don't panic first, and tell me what you just encountered slowly." ” The little girl then sobbed and said, "I came to the river with my father today to burn paper for my mother, but there are many people here, and I was separated from my father before I knew it," Speaking of this, she trembled and pointed to an alley behind, "It was there, I met a ghost, and I was bitten by it."
Cheng Muyou squinted his eyes and glanced at the alley, then turned his head, stared at the girl, and asked softly, "Why do you think it's a ghost?"
Do you see what it looks like?
” The girl took a deep breath, "It hid in the shadows, and it poked out a charred head so lightly, and slammed into my stomach, my lord, only one head, no head attached to the neck, this is not a ghost, what could it be?"
” Hearing her say this, the crowd of onlookers boiled again, and a few curious and bold people walked directly to the entrance of the alley, looked inside for a long time, and then shook their heads and came back, muttering: "There's nothing, I think I ran away." ” "Girl, you said that thing has a charred black head, does that look like it has been scorched by fire?"
Yan Niang's clear voice suddenly sounded behind her, and everyone was taken aback, and they all looked at her.