Chapter - 464 Iron Spear In the Temple (12) (2/2)
Huang Rong continued, ”That day I was all alone on the Peach Blossom Island, tossing and turning between being asleep and awake; I could not find the right conclusion. I was dreaming of many, many people, I dreamt about Mu Jiejie [elder sister Mu], I dreamt she was in Beijing, during the joust to find a spouse. I suddenly was awakened from the dream, sprang up, and only then did I know the killer was actually this Xiao Wangye!”
Hearing Huang Rong saying these words with sharp voice Yang Kang was drenched in cold sweats; forcing a laugh he said, ”Did Mu Nianci tell you in a dream?”
”That's right,” Huang Rong said, ”If not for this dream, how could I guess it was you? Where is that little emerald shoe of yours?”
Yang Kang was startled, with a stern voice he asked, ”How did you know? Did Mu Nianci also tell you in a dream?”
With a cold smile Huang Rong said, ”Do you think I need it? After you two killed Zhu Cong, you stuffed the treasures inside my mother's grave in his pocket; so that when other people see it, they would think he robbed the treasures and was found out by my father; thus he lost his life. Framing someone like this is actually a clever idea; only you forgot one thing: Zhu Cong was known as the Magic Hand Scholar.”
Ouyang Feng's curiosity arose, ”What about the Magic Hand Scholar?” he asked.
”Humph,” Huang Rong sneered, ”He only knows putting treasures on other, he actually did not know that other took a treasure from his body.”
Ouyang Feng did not understand, ”What treasure?” he asked.
Huang Rong said, ”Although Zhu Cong's martial art skill was inferior to you, at the point of his death again he displayed his magic hand skill; he took something from this Xiao Wangye and grasped it in his hand, of course you did not know. If not because of this thing, not in a million years would I expect this Xiao Wangye to pay a visit on the Peach Blossom Island.”
Ouyang Feng said with a smile, ”This matter becomes more and more interesting; this Magic Hand Scholar was actually highly skilled, his life had already gone yet he was still able to leave you a clue. The thing he took must be that little emerald shoe you were talking about.”
”That's right,” Huang Rong said, ”I have seen all the treasures inside Mother's grave since I was little; and I have never seen this little emerald shoe before. Even in his death Zhu Cong still grasped this shoe tightly; there must be a reason behind it. The front of this shoe has a 'bi' [contest, compete] character on it, while on the opposite side there was a 'zhao' [to recruit] character. I painstakingly thought about this, but all along could not penetrate the mystery. That night I had a dream, I saw Mu Jiejie on a street corner in Beijing showing off her martial art skill. There was an embroidered banner stood on the side, with the word 'bi wu zhao qin' [Joust to find a spouse – lit. martial art contest to recruit a relative/person with intimate relation] on it. Suddenly it dawned on me and everything clicked together.”
Ouyang Feng laughed and said, ”Turned out these two characters on the shoe have this romantic history! Ha, ha, ha, ha!” He laughed happily, but actually Ke Zhen'E was listening in indignation, since he did not understand what it was that dawned on Huang Rong's mind.
Huang Rong knew Ke Zhen'E did not understand, so with the pretense of talking to Ouyang Feng, she explained clearly, ”That day in Beijing Mu Jiejie was jousting for a spouse, Xiao Wangye happened to display his full capability. Lucky for me I was there in the crowd to witness this lively occasion. After contesting for a while, Xiao Wangye snatched Mu Jiejie's embroidered shoe. He won the martial art contest, so he should marry her, but actually there were many complicated affairs involved.”
This joust to find a spouse did indeed have too many repercussions later on. At that time Liang Ziweng, Sha Tongtian and the others were also present to be the witnesses: Wanyan Honglie mourned his wife, Yang Kang met his biological father, and all kinds of circumstances surrounding it. Listening to this point everybody's heart was filled with sadness and regret.