Young Sherlock
♫ Let love subtly weave our separations and reunions ♫
♫ I do not regret how persistent I was in staying by your side ♫
♫ Everyone hopes for a time ♫
♫ when they can love someone without thinking about moral sense ♫
♫ Hear the wind howl, the lilting sound of the flute as you are lost in your thoughts ♫
♫ He who holds the sword dances lightly in the wind ♫
♫ The song has spread ten thousand miles - where are you now? ♫
♫ Can you hear it clearly? ♫
♫ I am here, waiting for you. ♫
Timing and Subtitles by The Chivalrous Team @ Viki
Young Sherlock
Episode 5
Who's there?
Sir, you two are still here. You certainly work very hard.
What are you looking at? Do you know who's in the room?
Yes, just a small potato, a female chef.
She is the suspect in the murder of two officials. Stop messing around here. Go elsewhere.
Otherwise, don't blame me for hurting you.
- Sir Di. - Go back inside!
- I really didn't kill anyone. It's true. - I know.
You two just won't stop, will you?
Put down your swords.
- Abbess Ming Kong. - Why are you so loud here?
If you disturb His Majesty, there will be severe punishments.
We are terribly sorry. It's just that Minister Wang commanded that
no one could come near the woodshed, but this gentleman just doesn't want to leave.
Abbess Ming Kong, I just wanted to ask Miss Wanqing a few questions. I will leave right after that.
- Stand aside for now. - Well...
What? Do I need to bother His Majesty about this issue?
No, no, no. Sir, you have to be fast. If Minister Wang sees, we'll be in great trouble.
Thank you sir. Thank you, Abbess Ming Kong.
Wanqing, how's your injury?
- Thanks to Miss Mengyao, I'm not bleeding anymore. - Is it cold inside?
Don't worry. I'll find the real murderer as soon as possible.
Thank you, Sir Di. I will never be able to repay my debt to you.
Alright, let's focus on the case. Can you recall the murderer's appearance?
The murderer...
Average size. Not too tall, not too short.
- Not too fat, not too skinny. - Okay. Male or female?
That person didn't make any sounds throughout the process. But given the high martial arts level,
- I think that's a male. - Okay.
Hang on. I'll definitely find the real murderer soon.
You are welcome.
Abbess Ming Kong.
I didn't know you were so sentimental.
Abbess Ming Kong, please don't laugh at me. I merely don't think Miss Wanqing is the murderer and wanted to help her.
Wanqing has been taking care of me since I came to Ganye Temple. She is a good girl.
Abbess Ming Kong,, why are you carrying a Pipa without strings?
I was about to play a song for His Majesty when I realized the Pipa was missing. I found it later,
- but the strings were all gone. - Why?
This is not strange. Maybe it's some young nuns' prank. It happened a few times before.
- Alright. Just please handle Wanqing's case. - Take care.
- Someone! - Yes. - Bring me paper and a brush.
It is an acrostic poem!
What did you find?
- Why are you so late? I though you'd given up. - Clues often aren't found at the crime scene.
Truth usually lies somewhere else.
If you don't even know all the clues at the scene, how can you crack the case?
- What's this? - An acrostic poem, found on Minister Zhang's clothes.
He wrote this poem on his clothes.
By the way, my father received an anonymous letter yesterday, asking him to meet at the pavilion to talk about important information,
but no one showed up. I think the letter was from Minister Zhang.
I think the important information was to tell my father who the real murderer is.
Unfortunately, before he does that, he was killed by the murderer.
Yet Minister Zhang was always a cautious man.
He wrote out the secret in the form of acrostic poetry.
"In the blink of an eye, I have traveled the Nine Provinces. A light breeze blows across early mornings."
This doesn't make sense at all. As the Ministry of Works, he writes terrible poems.
What do you know? This is the magic of acrostic poems.
Now that I've mentioned it, last year I cracked a case in Chang'an.
At that time, the victim left the information about the murderer in an acrostic poem.
I felt there was something odd about this poem at that moment, so I glimpsed it,
then through my precise deduction, I made my conclusion.
We captured the murderer without any trouble. Let me...
Fine, I'll stop taking about this. It was a long time ago. There are a lot of cases like that one.
I really admire you. Since you are so intelligent and experienced, please decode the acrostic poem as soon as possible.
Don't let the murderer run away.
- Watch and see. - Please.
Minister Zhang was the top scholar of his year. He deserved it.
This acrostic poem is so difficult to decode.
- Then can you decode it? - Give me a little more time.
Sir Wang, the corpse is beginning to rot.
I can definitely decode it.
Hey!
Young Master.
Young... Young Master...
Young Master!
- You almost scared me to death! - What time is it?
- It's still early. Have some food first. - I don't want to eat.
- Young Master, try some. It tastes like meat, delicious! - I don't want to eat!
- Young Master, look, what's this? - It's not the time for drinking!
- I knew you wouldn't have appetite. I spent a whole night to find it, yet you don't appreciate it at all! - You drink it, then!
You ruined the mood.
What are you doing? You really scared me.
Why did you take my brush? Give it back!
Sir, you have some refined interests.
You wrote poems for a whole night!
You don't know about anything. This is an acrostic poem; I found it on Minister Zhang's clothes.
The murderer's true identity is hidden here.
Really? Let me see.
This is not coherent. Even I can write something better.
I have said that you don't know about anything. This is an acrostic poem. You just don't know how to decode it.
Last year, I cracked a similar case in Chang'an.
The victim left the information about the murderer in an acrostic poem.
Back then, it only took me one glance to know--
It only took one glance for you to know?
How about this time? How many glances do you need?
It won't take long.
- Give this piece back to me. - No.
Listen. I am great at solving puzzles. I'll help you.
Puzzle? This is more complicated than that. Give it back.
- No, I won't give it back. - If you won't, don't blame me for hurting you.
Then try. Show me.
Come to grab it!
- Will you give it back or not? - No, no, no!
See! Now one poem becomes two!
Leave me alone! Petty monster!
This is it!
Mengyao, you are really outstanding!
What are you doing? Men and women aren't supposed to touch each other! Are you trying to take advantage of me?
I was just being happy. I know who the murderer is.
Hey! Tell me who's the murderer then! Stop!
Young Master, no answer yet?
- I can't understand the footprints. - Footprints? These should belong to Minister Zhang and Sister Wanqing.
Are you silly? If so, then Li Wanqing is the murderer.
But it's true there were no other people at the scene.
Did the Four Heavenly Kings really do it?
Brothers, you must be hungry. Er Bao, quickly share. Share.
- How could we? - It's fine.
- Young Master. - Share it!
- I'll share it. - Thank you, sir.
- Let's eat. - Wow, there's alcohol.
Why are you drinking alcohol so early in the morning?
It's really the wrong time to drink.
Er Bao, step over it.
- Eat... - Step over there.
Forward a little.
On top of the alcohol.
What is it, Young Master?
- I've finally solved it. - What?
Hey!
- I've finally solved the hidden message in the poem. - Are you sure you've solved it?
Of course, this is the result of an entire's day of brain work.
But it's thanks to Tong Mengyao.
- If it wasn't for her, I would still be walking in circles. - Her?
- How did the two of them get together? - Right?
You don't believe it? If it wasn't for my help,
you think his pig brain can think of it?
Anyway, I've already told you before
I am just hiding my talent. I am not as stupid as you think. Understand?
She's so gullible. She's just a drag.
- Who's a drag? Who are you talking about? - Nothing, I didn't say you. I said Er Bao is. Are you a drag?
- Say it. - I'm a drag.
- I really am a drag. - Shut up!
Let's be serious. Have you found any leads on the case?
Do you need me to guide you in the right direction?
- There's no need to bother you with this, we'll figure it out on our own. - It seems like you haven't found any leads yet.
It's time to get everyone here.
So? Have you figured everything out? His Majesty is present.
If there's even one slight error to your deduction, it's considered the crime of lying to His Majesty.
Minister Wang, isn't that being too serious?
Di Renjie, just say out your thoughts.
His Majesty is wise and can differentiate truth from lies.
Your Majesty, I will now recreate the killer's entire procedure.
Please wait.
Your Majesty. Right now, I'm wearing Minister Zhang's shoes.
Er Bao.
Your Majesty, please...
Everyone, this is the murderer's method of hiding his footprints.
- This simple? - It's this simple.
But you didn't even explain anything. I feel like you're just making fun of His Majesty and me.
- Di Renjie, are you being serious? - Of course.
Just as my previous judgement, the murderer killed Minister Zhang in another room
and then brought the corpse into this room. Using the method I showed you just now,
they made the room look like there were only Minister Zhang's and Li Wanqing's footprints.
But when the killer made his move it was raining. No matter where he went, it should've left footprints.
Isn't this hole in your theory too big?
We've all been tricked by the murderer. The murderer didn't kill when it rained.
He was killed before the rain.
Before it rained, the ground was dry.
The killer fabricated Minister Zhang's footprints in the mud.
He poured water on the mud and then walked over it.
He also made the footprints very deep.
That's why after the rain, the prints he made
were still there. At the same time,
the killer made use of the rain to wash away his own footprints.
If he was killed before,
then when Li Wanqing was delivering tea, why did the murderer harm her?
Could the murderer be so stupid as to hide in this room waiting to be captured?
That's also where he's smart. He wasn't in a rush to escape the scene,
and quietly hid in this room waiting for the rain.
It just so happened that Li Wanqing arrived with the tea and discovered the corpse.
By giving her an injury and escaping the room,
the killer created a time frame and crime scene.
But whether it rained or not is Heaven's will.
How could the murderer know if it was going to rain or not?
What if the killer was familiar with astrology?
Zhou Dao, out of all the people here, I think only you, the Minister of Rites, understands astrology, right?
Yes Your Majesty, I do know a thing or two about astrology.
I predicted earlier that there would be rain these few days
but I never hid that fact. Minister Wang and General Ouyang can be my witnesses.
May Your Majesty please be understanding.
Your Majesty, yesterday before coming to Ganye Temple
Minister Zhou really did mention to me that there would be rain coming in these few days.
I was looking at the stars yesterday and discovered chances of rain coming soon.
- Yes. - So that's how it is. I'm just reasoning based on the facts, I hope you can forgive me.
- Of course. - Di Renjie, your reasoning is brilliant, I'm impressed.
Thank you, your Majesty. Your Majesty, can you let Li Wanqing go now?
Your Majesty, Miss Wanqing is hurt.
If she doesn't see a doctor soon, it will get infected. Please show mercy.
Your Majesty, during my days here at the Ganye Temple, Wanqing is the one who takes care of me.
She's a good child, please show mercy.
Wait. He still doesn't know who the murderer is.
My deductions are only to prove that Li Wanqing is not the killer.
Your Majesty, please give me more time to find the murderer.
Okay. Guards, let Li Wanqing go.
Your Majesty, won't that be inappropriate? The killer hasn't been found,
and Li Wanqing's the greatest suspect.
- Father, let Li Wanqing go. I know who the murderer is. - Fang'er,
don't make things up in front of His Majesty.
Your Majesty, this poem was found on Minister Zhang's clothes.
Minister Zhang probably knew he was going to be killed, so he wrote this poem and hid it in his clothes.
His purpose is to tell us the name of the murderer.
I've read several acrostic poems before, and even made some myself
but I don't see anything special in this one.
Your Majesty, this actually isn't one poem, it's two.
If you tear it in half, it becomes two.
I guessed it. I'm good, aren't I?
The top lines of both halves, become its own poem.
"In the blink of an eye, I have traveled the Nine Provinces. A light breeze blows across early mornings.
Many are like debts. Soaring up to the Heavens is splashing water."
The second halves of both poems creates another poem:
"Our eyes and ears are open to the spring breeze blowing through.
It's easy to reward the famous."
But I still can't see any clues in here.
Your Majesty, not all acrostic poems have the hints at the beginning.
Fang'er, don't forget your manners.
Ou...
Yang...
Hao...
Tian
Ouyang Haotian?
This...
- Go and capture Ouyang Haotian! - Yes!
General Ouyang.
Why is he floating? Did he see a ghost?
No, it's pipa strings.
Isn't that from my pipa? How could it be here?
Give me a sword. Hold on to him.
His body is already stiff. From my early calculations, he should've died around 4-6 hours ago.
And there are obvious lacerations on his neck,
he must've been strangled by the instrument strings.
Amitabha.
Your Majesty, Ouyang Haotian committed suicide.
That's right. This is Ouyang Haotian's handwriting.
Since he's admitted to killing Zhao Shuangquan and Zhang Jinpeng,
I think this case can be closed, Your Majesty.
Thank goodness, the case has finally been solved!
I couldn't tell, you really do know a thing or two.
Of course. The other cases I've solved are much more difficult than this.
If you don't brag, would you die?
- What are you looking at? The truth's been revealed already. - Not yet.
Wait.
He didn't commit suicide.
How could it be? Didn't he leave a suicide note? Isn't that right, Minister Wang?
- Yes. - What if everything was fabricated?
- What do you mean? - If General Ouyang committed suicide,
his feet should've hung around the same level as this stool.
But as everyone must've noticed, when I let him down earlier
he was hanging much higher than this stool.
When General Ouyang was alive, I saw his sword skills.
He's left handed,
which means he favours his left side, but
the inkwell is on this side. If your left hand holds pen
and the right side is the inkwell, isn't that very troublesome?
And also, if Your Majesty reads his will, do you find anything strange?
General Ouyang is a military general, of course his writing is not eloquent. What's so strange about that?
The strange part is not in the content, but the signing.
- What do you mean? - General Ouyang's signature should be a stamp, not written.
Now that you've mentioned it, I also remember now. All the scrolls General Ouyang has submitted to me before
used stamp signatures and was never handwritten.
Maybe he broke the exception once to commit suicide.
A person will not change their daily habits so easily. If General Ouyang really wanted to commit suicide
he won't spend extra effort on this small point. I've also discovered
if General Ouyang committed suicide, there should only be one mark on his neck.
But there's two on his neck.
One is straight and one is slanted.
Doesn't this mean that someone used the instrument strings to strangle him from behind,
and then hung him, to make it look like he commited suicide?
- Your Majesty. - Even if he was murdered,
General Ouyang was talented in martial arts. How could someone easily strangle him from the back?
Is it Heavenly King's curse? It's Heavenly King Chiguo's curse!
Your Excellency, curses don't exist in this world.
- Then, who is the murderer? - Someone can
because this person was with General Ouyang the whole time.
- How could it be? - It's possible.
Look at the niche. There are two Buddha and two plates of fruit,
but there are three cups.
Only the middle cup has no incense ash and has the aroma of tea.
This cup belongs here.
So, as you just said, there was another person in this room.
Then where did he hide and why did he put the cup there?
The purpose was to make it seem like he committed suicide alone.
If there was poison in the tea cup, it would be easy to kill General Ouyang.
Unless... Unless it's really...
It's not me.
The murderer is not Abbess Ming Kong.
That's right. Someone who can sit together with Ouyang Haotian and even have tea,
definitely isn't Abbess Ming Kong. It doesn't make logical sense.
The murderer must be strong in martial arts in order to hang General Ouyang up.
Or else, he is tall and strong.
Abbess Ming Kong is neither, so it's definitely not her.
You keep denying our guesses. Who is the murderer, then?
Quickly say it. Everyone's anxious.
Don't talk.
The murderer is you.
Me?
How could that be? I have no qualms with General Ouyang, why would I kill him?
You really have no qualms with him? How come I heard that you were arguing with him yesterday,
and Ouyang Haotian even threatened to kill you? Didn't that happen?
Zhou Dao, is this true? Tell it as it happened.
Yes, Your Majesty, something like that did happen.
Since Ouyang Haotian already had the thoughts to kill you, you wanted to strike first.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
So you used an apology as an excuse to come over for tea.
Ouyang Haotian is a military man and won't be bothered over a small quarrel
so he let his guard down around you.
Is it very funny?
You've said it well.
It's too bad that this is all just your assumption.
Where's your evidence that I was the one who killed him?
It could've been any one of us who killed him.
What?
Evidence?
Did you know that when you snuck into Abbess Ming Kong's room to steal the pipa strings,
- you dropped behind something that would reveal your identity. - What?
This jade piece.
Well, Minister Zhou? Does this jade piece belong to you?
You two are really brave to try and slander me in front of His Majesty.
The audacity.
Whether it's slander or not, why don't you take out your jade piece for everyone to see?
I've been carrying the jade piece all along, what will you do if I really pull it out?
Then I will bow to the floor asking for forgiveness. Kill me or punish me as you like.
Okay. This is what you said.
What?
I can't take it off.
Are you unable to take it off or you don't want to?
Then let me help you.
Actually, the jade piece doesn't even belong to you.
I just said so to force you to personally bring out the evidence.
When you used the instrument strings to strangle General Ouyang
you used too much strength and injured your own hand.
And then you faked the will, and accidentally got ink on your hand.
By the time you realized, the ink already got in your wounds, and it can't be washed off.
Zhou Dao, is this the truth?
Your Majesty, I had no choice.
Ever since Zhao Shuangquan died, I knew this day would come.
We would all die.
If I didn't kill Ouyang Haotian, he wouldn't have let me go.
Never, he would never let me go
because he has to protect his secret, the Heavenly King's secret.
- Heavenly King's secret? - Minister Zhou,
what exactly is hidden in the Heavenly Kings' Hall?
In the first year of the Zhenguan era, chaos had just subsided.
Due to the grace of the previous Emperor, when I was promoted to Deputy Minister of Ministry of Works,
I was arranged to work with Zhang Jinpeng on the Ganye Temple's renovation plans. That's when we met
Ouyang Haotian and Zhao Shuangquan, who were still lieutenants of the imperial Shence Army.
They brought us and a group of servants here. At first there was nothing special.
But once those two found out we were working on the renovation plans, they got oddly nervous
and left after saying a few words. I didn't think anything of it at the time
but the next evening when we were in the room doing the calculations...
How dare you!
They tried to accuse us of privately keeping the renovation funds
and wanted to bring us to see the Emperor.
At first we weren't scared, but knowing that those two were trusted subjects of the previous Emperor,
our hearts were full of fear.
So we could only beg them.
Finally, Zhao Shuangquan promised not to tell the previous Emperor what happened,
but in return asked us to split half the innovation funds with them.
- Continue. - Of course we couldn't agree to it.
The funds for renovating the temple are precious and must be spent cautiously,
let alone split it with those two. In the end there won't be enough funds for the renovation
and we'll be punished for it.
But Ouyang Haotian said...
Isn't it a waste to demolish the Heavenly Kings' Hall just to rebuild it?
I'll teach you a method, you won't have to rebuild it.
Just put a new layer of paint on the walls and add some gold to the statues.
It'll look good as new!
Since we had no choice,
we acquiesced to their requests. But after they left
I felt very strange.
How come Ouyang Haotian specifically mentioned the renovation of the Heavenly Kings' Hall?
Could there be a secret that cannot be revealed?
I told my suspicions to Minister Zhang.
So in the middle of the night we went to the Heavenly Kings' Hall to investigate.
I remember it was a rainy evening.
There was a strong smell of incense.
- Minister Zhang, be careful. - Okay. It's so creepy in here, let's just get out of here.
Since we're already here.
B-brother Zhou, Heavenly King Zengzhang is crying!
Nonsense. How is that possible?
Look at its eyes.
I moved the candle closer to Heavenly King Zengzhang's eyes
and found streaks of red. Upon closer inspection
I realized the red streaks were actually
tears of blood!
At that point Zhang Jinpeng yelled, "Blood tears, those are blood tears!"
Tears of blood?
That's right. The red streaks on the Heavenly King statue were definitely tears of blood.
We found a secret door by the statues.
Minister Zhang, come quickly. I have discovered a secret door.
A secret door? There's something behind the door, I can't push it open.
Let's try pushing it open together.
I'll go and look.
Minister Zhou, don't go!
It's fine. It's fine.
Why are there corpses?
- Don't move. - Don't move.
Heavenly King Zengzhang, spare me, spare me!
Minister Zhou, Minister Zhang, why are the two of you here?
Aiya...
Excellencies, we all work for His Majesty and don't want to create new problems,
but
you two know too much.
- Sorry. - Hold on!
His Majesty personally sent us here.
If we disappear at Ganye Temple, it'll cause a big fuss and His Majesty will want it investigated.
Minister Ouyang, the situation's results
is rather clear, right?
You dare to threaten me?
No, no.
Us two and both generals
are on the same boat.
If I die, you will have no protection. What is the point?
Why don't we compromise
and pretend that this never happened?
What do you think?
It doesn't matter if we die. However, should His Majesty send new people out to investigate this matter,
the secret under the Buddha statues
will be hard to protect.
That's right. At the worst, the two of us
will never speak of what happened here ever again.
You do your business, we'll do ours.
Why should we believe you?
General Zhao, I'm not stupid.
As outsiders, it's easier for us to hide the secrets here.
Why would we go and tell people?
General?
After,
the four of us made a blood promise to never tell a fifth soul about what happened.
Or else, we'll become like the corpse under the Heavenly King's statue.
Timing and Subtitles by The Chivalrous Team @ Viki
♫ I will accompany you as you grow old, but who knows what's on my mind? ♫
♫ Even the sky clears as my questions are answered, only fools will have such worries ♫
♫ It is hard to control the timing of fate, I sincerely believe that ♫
♫ No one wants to see a pair of swallows fly separate paths, moral sense can be cut away with one slice of the sword ♫
♫ The Heavens are too high for us to reach and no amount of guessing will help. ♫
♫ The pugilist world is too dangerous, once you enter, you cannot leave ♫
♫ Entangled fates cannot be revealed nor explained clearly, why don't you understand my heart? ♫
♫ To walk to the ends of the world with you. ♫
♫ The air is thick with yearning. Can you tell me how to deal with it? ♫
♫ The human heart is too fickle to leave the secular world forever ♫
♫ Entangled fates cannot be revealed nor explained clearly, why don't you understand my heart? ♫
♫ As a wanderer, I am willing to walk to the ends of the world with you. ♫