Feng Liang's father is a taciturn old man with white hair. He can tell at a glance that he is honest and hardworking.

The Feng family should be the head of his mother on weekdays, but Feng's mother is not a tough person. The pain of losing her son made her lose her soul. When she learned that Wang Qilin and others were coming, she was a little confused at first, and then she was a little surprised:

"Sir, is there any change in the cause of death of the dog? He did not commit suicide, he would not commit suicide. Others do not understand, how can I, a mother, not understand? How could he commit suicide?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, tears flowed out.

But she said in the direction of the door.

Wang Qilin just greeted her at the door, but now he has entered the room, but the old woman's face is still facing the door.

Seeing this, he looked at Feng Zhao in surprise. Feng Zhao said sadly: "My mother-in-law, my mother-in-law has bad eyes. Since my uncle passed away, my mother-in-law has been sad day and night. As long as she is awake, she can't help crying. Her eyes have broken down over time."

Now, inside and outside the city, inside and outside the college, Feng Liang has become a laughing stock, but in the eyes of her mother, this is always her proud little Sanyuan's eldest son.

Looking at Feng’s mother with gray hair and wrinkles, Wang Qilin vaguely saw his mother. He helped Feng’s mother sit down and said, “Please rest assured that the court will not let a bad person go. If Feng Xiucai’s death has external causes, we will definitely find out!”

Feng's mother was about to kneel down and kowtow in tears: "Sir, you have to worry, you have to work hard, my son can't commit suicide, how could he commit suicide? And how could he commit suicide when the results of the scientific test are not determined? It is absolutely impossible!"

In Wang Qilin's opinion, Feng Liang's death was indeed a bit suspicious, and his death was very strange.

After the autumn examination, the candidates went to Ranta Temple to worship the living Buddha for blessings. Feng Liang also went, and he returned home smoothly and then disappeared.

At that time, the missing of other scholars happened, and the Fucheng Yamen merged his disappearance with the disappearance of other scholars into a major case.

But just three days later, his body was discovered again, and suspicion appeared here: his body was found in a mud pit.

This mud pit is in a farmland outside Tianshu Town, and was dug by Feng Liang himself!

He was seen by local people because Feng Liang was really famous and even ordinary people knew him. They also said that he failed the exam again this time, so he went crazy.

Feng Liang dug out the pit and poured water into it and turned into a mud pit. Later, he disappeared for three days. The tenant from the farmland next to the mud pit wanted to fill it, but when he approached, he saw a hand stretching out outside the mud pit...

The yamen runners dug out mud pits, and Feng Liang sat cross-legged inside like meditating. Except for one hand that stretched out, all parts of his body were blocked by dry mud blocks!

Wang Qilin expressed his idea and said, "Some people speculated that Feng Liang was poor in the exam this time and could not stand the pressure of failing the exam repeatedly?"

"Nonsense! This is nonsense!" Feng's mother stood up excitedly and waved her hand and shouted, "I know the character of a dog son best. Although he is a scholar with no power, he is a perseverance and open-minded person. He can tolerate things that others can tolerate, and he can tolerate things that cannot tolerate!"

Feng Zhao said, "Yes, my uncle, this person's heart for studying is as solid as a rock. On weekdays, we are worried that he will be too stressed and unable to bear it. Instead, he will be relieved by him. He kept saying Meng Yasheng's words--"

"When God is about to give a great responsibility to this man, he must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and be empty and useless. He will do what he does. Therefore, he will move his heart and endure his nature and increase his ability." Xu Da continued.

Feng Zhao nodded: "Yes, that's what it said!"

Feng's mother and Feng Zhao continued to tell Wang Qilin that Feng Liang would never commit suicide because he was worried about failing the exam again, because he was in a good mood after the scientific examination. He came back and told them that he was sure to pass the Jinshi exam this time.

So a classmate came to invite him to the Landa Temple and went there. He believed that the people and affairs of the autumn examination were all subject to fate. He had done his best. Whether he could pass the imperial examination depends entirely on whether God would bless him.

But after he came back, his mood changed. Feng's mother wiped her tears and said, "He became depressed. During the day, she carried the iron shovel to dig the ground outside the city. At that time, we didn't know what he was going out for. We just saw him carrying the iron shovel out, so we didn't ask much. When he came back tonight, he chatted with us, and he talked abnormally until he went to bed in the middle of the night."

Wang Qilin immediately asked, "Then is there anything abnormal about his conversation?"

"No, I just talked about it from childhood to adulthood, asked my father and I some interesting things about his childhood, and recalled my childhood and youth with my second and third brother. They were all these things, all small things..."

"Actually, there is something unusual, my mother-in-law is afraid she didn't realize it." Feng Zhao interrupted Feng's mother and said, "My uncle used to be fond of books as he was. He liked reading and firmly believed that reading could change the fate of himself and our family. But one night he said that he shouldn't actually study, but should go to herd cattle and herd sheep, so that he could change the fate of this family."

Wang Qilin asked: "He said he should go and herd cattle and sheep? Is there any implicit meaning in this statement?"

Feng's mother shook her head and said, "What's the point? The dog had let go of a cow when she was a child. At that time, her family was still in the countryside and the work was all about a cow. So the dog learned to study a saint with a horn and hang a book on a cow, and shed a cow while teaching herself. This was seen by a gentleman. The teacher cherished his intelligence and talent, and did not accept my family's food to teach him to go to school. Only then did he get a reputation after being admitted to the scholar step by step."

Grain is a rural school where students’ families give their tuition fees to their husbands. Most farmers have no money and can’t even afford the tuition fees for their children to go to school. So they supply the teacher with food, rice, oil and salt to raise the teacher together.

After chatting with Feng's mother and Feng Zhao, Wang Qilin went to Feng Liang's study again. He wanted to see if he could find clues in the study.

Feng Zhao took them to the study and said, "Mr. Wang, my uncle really won't commit suicide. He is optimistic and full of confidence in the future. For him, studying is not to take the exam for fame or to be an official, but to study. His pursuit is never to be the top scorer and become a high-ranking official, but to be able to read all over the world."

This is not an exaggeration. When Wang Qilin entered the study, he saw that it was densely packed with books, many of which were handwritten copies, and was copied by Feng Liang in strokes.

Just as Feng’s mother and Feng Zhao said, this is a man who likes to read.

The study room has dilapidated doors and windows, and there are many books, but the environment is clean, the tables, chairs and books are neatly discharged, and the four treasures of pens, ink, paper and ink are placed in a regular manner.

Wang Qilin asked casually: "Is there anyone coming to clean up the study every day?"

Feng Zhao said sadly: "It's my mother-in-law. She cleans up the study for my uncle every day. She has been doing this for my uncle for twenty-two years."

Hearing this number, Wang Qilin suddenly reacted: "Your mother-in-law is Gui Geng this year?"

"Forty-six years old."

Wang Qilin was shocked. The old woman he saw seemed to be sixty-four years old!

The loss of her son was a big blow to her.

Feng Zhao took out a book from the table and showed it to him, saying, "This book is a book copied by my uncle after he came back from Landao Temple. In addition to digging holes and talking to us, he borrowed books and copied books at other times. Lord Wang, do you say that a scholar who is going to commit suicide will do such things before he dies?"

Wang Qilin shook his head.

He took the book and saw that the title was "Shui Jing Zhu".

Xu Da glanced around and exclaimed: "The books here are really complete, the Four Books and Five Classics, the Book of Songs, Xunzi, Yangzi, Wen Zhongzi, Laozi, Zhuangzi, historical books of various dynasties, "Qimin Yaoshu", there are also "Mengxi Bitan" and "The Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" here... It's amazing!"

He took the book and opened it, and many of the pages were annotated.

After reading a few pages, Xu Da frowned and said, "Mr. Feng is a talented person, different from me, a scholar. With his ability, how could he not be a Juren? This is absolutely impossible! He is so talented that he can become a Jinshi!"

Feng Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe my uncle doesn't have such a life."

No clues were found in the book, Wang Qilin continued to look through other items, and then opened the drawer and saw many letters inside.

Feng Zhao said: "This is a condolence letter sent by many of his friends when they learned that my uncle had passed away."

Wang Qilin took out the letter and asked while observing, "Your uncle has many friends from other places."

Feng Zhao smiled and said, "He became famous at a young age and once attracted many students from all over the country to visit him. My eldest uncle is a kind person. Even if he became famous since childhood, he never had a arrogant heart. Therefore, even if he had only talked with some students once, he could make friends and become friends."

As the letters were placed, Xu Da suddenly said, "Wait, Master Qi, give me this letter in his hand."

The letter in Wang Qilin's hand was the last one. He handed it to Xu Da. Xu Da looked at the envelope carefully and touched it again, asking, "Has this letter been opened?"

Zhao Fengshi said: "It has been opened. There have been masters from the yamen who have visited him before, but they said there is no problem."

Xu Da sneered: "No problem? The problem is big! Who wrote this letter?"

Zhao Feng shook his head, Wang Qilin went up to take a look, and there were two columns of characters written vertically on the envelope. The column on the right was the address of the Feng family, and the point to the left was the "Feng Sheng first started to worry about the platform", and then there was no more, there was no address of the person who wrote the letter, and no name of the person who wrote the letter.

Xu Da patted the envelope and said, "Master Qi, what's the difference between this letter and the others?"

Seeing his male fox stole the little hen's sage, Wang Qilin knew that he must have discovered something and wanted to show off. He was asking him to use it as a stepping stone for him.

So he was not deceived and said to Shu Yu: "Come here to answer Lord Xu's question, it has been a test for you."

Shu Yu said proudly: "Sir, I am not able to read."

Xu Da straightened his chest, and the scholar must have a sense of superiority in front of illiteracy.

But Shu Yu was very executive, so he came up to take a look and said, "The format of this letter is wrong, and there are two lines of characters less than the others. Also, these characters are very familiar. Hey, isn't this the same word written by Feng Xiucai?"

Wang Qilin paid attention. Indeed, the words on the envelope were the same as those copied by Feng Liang.

Xu Da said, "Oh, it's not bad, your observation is quite keen. There is no address or name of the sender in this letter, but it can be seen from the handwriting that it is Mr. Feng's word. If you look at these two words, "Taiwan" and look at what are the two words that give Mr. Feng the title on other envelopes?"

"Li Qi?" Wang Qilin asked.

Xu Da said: "Yes, there are rules for using letters. You must use etiquette to mourn mourning people. Only by writing letters between peers can you use 'stage'!"

"So, this letter was written by Mr. Feng!"

A word startled a thousand waves!

Wang Qilin asked subconsciously: "Is it Feng Liang wrote it and then mailed it to him? Check out the content."

Feng Zhao said blankly: "I have an impression of this letter. It was first mailed, but there was no content in it. It was just a poem written on a yellow paper."

Sure enough, there was indeed only a piece of yellow paper in the envelope, which read: White Yujing in the sky, 12th floor and five cities.

After reading it, Xu Da nodded: "Mr. Feng's handwriting is right. This poem is Li Taibai's "After the Book of Changes and the Heavenly Loves Yelang's Reminiscing Old Travels and Books to Jiangxia Wei Taishou Liangzai". Why did he write such a poem to his home?"

He looked through the envelope and yellow paper, but found no other information, nor did he find the time for writing or sending the letter.

Wang Qilin asked Feng Zhaoshi: "Who sent this letter? When did it come? Do you still have an impression?"

Feng Zhao said, "I remember the time I sent it. It was delivered the next day after my uncle disappeared. As for who sent it, I forgot it. It was a strange old man who said he was entrusted to send this letter."

She thought for a while and said, "He should be a sheep-herding person. I remember there was a smell of sheep on him!"

Wang Qilin looked at Xu Da suddenly, and Xu Da also looked at him: "Old man with sheep?" "Old man who was pretending to be a ghost to steal sheep?"

Yincha once said that they walked north along Guanlu after leaving Guihua Township. During the itinerary within an hour, they would meet people related to it...

They walked north and met two villages and the old man with sheep...

Now that we heard the news of the old man grazing the sheep from Feng Zhao, the two of us thought of that incident at the same time.

Xu Da said hesitantly: "Is Yincha talking about this old man? It's possible, right? But what can an old man with sheep be involved in such a serious case? Will Yincha talking about this old man with sheep be sent a letter to Feng Liang?"

Wang Qilin said decisively: "Absolutely not. How could an old man who sheds sheep in the countryside come to the Mansion City? He probably doesn't even have a badge to enter and exit the Mansion City!"

But this is unreasonable, it’s a coincidence. When they went to Guihua Township, they happened to meet Feng Liang’s messenger?

Xu Da also thought this was a coincidence. He said, "There are too many shepherds in the world. We met that person and the one who came to deliver the letter was not the same person, right?"

Wang Qilin nodded and said, "No matter whether it is, it is too late to know the news now. Take all the letters back first and study them carefully."
To be continued...