Bone Painting Coroner

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Next day

The fire in Jifu has been extinguished, and the front yard hall and Dongyuan were burned to the last.

The corpse of the Epoch Times, with the coffin on it, was completely burnt!

This morning, another news came!

Mrs. Ji was overhearted, and with the cold, she died!

Immediately afterwards, a paper cut-off book was handed over from Jifu to Guangquyuan and delivered to Ji Yunshu.

"Jin Ji's clan, her daughter Ji Yunshu, who has a word in the cloud, is corrupted in words and deeds, does not miss her relatives, and has no moral character.

Black and white, with the seal of Ji Family Mansion!

Holding this piece of paper, she sneered, her eyes filled with a gigantic smile, overflowing and splitting.

Reaching out, the paper was thrown into the stove, and I watched it burn to ashes.

She knew that the Ji family now and then probably wished to throw her into the mountains and wildly and let the jackals, tigers, and leopards bite her to death!

Ji Yuanzhi died, as did Mrs. Ji.

Who blames today and today?

Blame her?

This pot, she does not carry it, this load, she does not pick!

Jing Rong told him to go, and was ready to leave for Beijing. The carriage stopped outside and he was on the road at any time.

Ji Yunshu went to Weifu, and she gave Weifu everything to Weifu, and explained to him that if it was not possible, she dismissed the people from the upper and lower levels of the government.

After all, after finishing the "Linjing Case", it is estimated that it will be a year later.

At that time, she might not come back, maybe, maybe, she would take Wei Yi to a small county, and it was possible to do a small job.

Wei Yi packed up for a long time, big and small, several packages.

"My mother said when you were alive, you must bring everything with you when you go out."

Pointing to a yellow baggage: "This is clothing."

Pointing to a blue baggage again: "Here are the shoes."

Then pointed to a small box: "This is what Dad and Niang bought for me, there are kites, pendants, and..."

"Wei Yi." Ji Yunshu interrupted him.

"Shuer, you call me."

Yeah, I call you, otherwise, you will forget yourself!

Ji Yunshu handed him the two scrolls he brought with him, and said, "You take these two scrolls with you, and the rest, you just need to clean up the clothes you have changed."

Wei Yi looked at the painting in his hand, unknown.

After opening one by one, I was very happy.

"This is daddy and mother!"

Two paintings, one is Master Wei and the other is Mrs. Wei.

It was painted by Ji Yunshu even at night.

Wei Yi held the two scrolls, and he refused to let go, and the large and small burdens were also forgotten by him.

From Weifu to Guangquyuan, almost everyone is talking about Jifu.

Some people say that the fire was released by Miss Ji's third lady and the old lady Ji who she killed. I heard that it was because she had a mania and she scratched her face.

She only admitted to setting fire, and the rest were all rumors, all rumors!

Fortunately, in ancient times, there was no Internet microblogging or something. Otherwise, wouldn’t she want to become a majestic version of Ma Rong?

I was afraid that I would die out of Jinjiang City, and I was drowned by countless spit stars.

Outside Guangquyuan

Jing Rong was already on the horse, pulling the reins, and the pair of golden carved jade boots, gently pressed against the horse's belly, if the purple-gold robe was replaced with armor and silver helmet, now he is a wrought iron Bone, standing proudly.

Seeing that Ji Yunshu and Wei Yi had already arrived, his narrow, narrow eyes swept lightly and nodded towards Langpo.

Langpo pulled the carriage over and said to Ji Yunshu: "Girl Ji, everything is ready. You and Wei Gongzi should get in the carriage."

"Okay, you can ride a carriage."

Without saying anything, Wei Yi, holding two scrolls, jumped into the carriage at once.

Ji Yunshu glanced back at his face, and whispered to Langpo, "Did your prince not enter the carriage?"

"The prince said that he does not travel with the people."

Damn!

It seems that he really remembered what he said.

Nodding slightly, she turned on the carriage.

The curtain had just been put down, and she had not yet sat firmly, and she heard a familiar voice from outside.

"Yunshu, the officer will send you off."

Su Yu lifted the curtains, and Ji Yunshu saw the sweaty face of the county's grandfather.

"Master Liu?"

He was reluctant, and his face was bitter: "Yunshu, you said, you just left like this. I can't be too busy to deal with the affairs in the back office."

"Are you keeping me?"

"This..." The county grandfather looked at Jingrong's direction timidly, and Wei Wei trembled: "The person Rong Wang wants, this officer can't dare to snatch it."

Ji Yunshu thought for a while: "Master Liu, you go to Lijia Village and find a work called Li Hai, let him serve as a yamen."

"Li Hai?"

"He also handled the body dumping case a year ago. This person will definitely help you."

"Yes, sure." Master Liu responded repeatedly, and sighed again: "Ji's family has such a big deal, you leave, it's actually good, but, if you come back one day, you must tell the officer."

Although Ji Yunshu dismissed this muddled county prince, he dismissed it for five years, but he had to say that he treated him well.

No money, he added money, he was in a bad mood, he also added money.

As long as he speaks himself, he should all come down!

I don't know how much money Jingrong will add to this "Linjing Case"?

Shake his head and want to crook again!

Hooking his lips, he glanced at the county prince.

"Fool, let's go."

Her head stretched back into the carriage, and at the moment when the fingertips holding the car curtain were retracted, a slight smile was drawn from the corner of her mouth, with a bit of stubbornness to Master Liu.

"Shu Er, who is the confused egg?" Wei Yi asked her with her eyes open.

She shook her head without answering!

At this time, the carriage was also OK.

After a while, Jinjiang City came out.

This place, except for the plum blossom forest and the teenager, everything is not worth her to miss.

A team of people entered the mountains from the Jinjiang Trail.

In the evening, the spring rain came unexpectedly, and he patted on the black roof of the carriage. As the curtain was rolled by the cold wind, Yusi also flew in a few drops and fell on Ji Yunshu's veil. It penetrated into the skin, chilling.

After sleeping for a while, she opened her eyes and saw Wei Yi holding two pictures and sleeping soundly.

Because it is not an official way, the road is bumpy and rickety all the way.

She reached out and lifted the curtain. The carriage was probably still in the mountains, surrounded by bushes. She glanced forward. The front guards held the torch to lead the way, and the whole road was still transparent.

His eyes finally fell on Jing Rong.

A drizzle of rain rolled the face of Jing Rong and the fine brocade, but he was on his horse, unaffected.

"Master, there is a broken temple in front."

Someone shouted.

Ji Yunshu immediately withdrew his head back into the car, which seemed a little guilty!

Soon, the team stopped outside the broken temple, Ji Yunshu woke up Wei Yi, and pulled him into the broken temple.

Jing Rong's bodyguard moved all the water-resistant things into it, and two more fires were made.

Jing Rong took Lang Po, Ji Yunshu took Wei Yi, four people piled fire.

The dozen guards sat in a pile!

The buttocks had just sat down, and a pedestrian rushed in outside the door of the broken temple.

I saw five or six people carrying a bulky coffin and coming in through the gate of the broken temple, each of them was completely wet!

"Quickly, hurry in, but don't wet your wife's body."

A man supported his umbrella on the head of his male host while beckoning the little men to lift the coffin into the broken temple.