Bone Painting Coroner

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Master Wen and Jing Rong respected a few glasses of wine and made some polite words, and then asked Qi Yunshu.

"I heard that Mr. Ji is a Jinjiang person?"

"Yes."

"Why did you go to Beijing?"

"coincidence."

"Then I don't know what he did when he was in Jinjiang? Who else in the family?"

Check your account!

Ji Yunshu was patient, and replied one by one, "Before I went down, I also worked in Jinjiang Yamen. As for the family... there was no one."

Well, no one is there!

Dead light!

She has all been expelled from the Ji family. Naturally, she cannot be said to be a person of the Ji family. To put it bluntly, she is an orphan kicked out of the Ji family tree.

No father and no mother.

Master Wen heard that it was sentimental!

He said, "If Mr. Ji doesn't dislike it, he can come to the government to sit in more people in the future, and Wen is very welcome."

"Thanks to Master Wen's invitation, I have the opportunity to come and sit down next time."

In fact, she had noticed signs at this time. First, Mrs. Wen cared too much about herself, and then Mr. Wen asked her like this. It was really strange!

After drinking several cups of tea, she went out on the pretext of going to the cottage.

Xiaogu led her.

Wenfu is large and the layout is very elegant.

In the backyard, there is an entire open space with many large and small dyeing tanks arranged neatly. The paint in the tanks is colorful, and it is very eye-catching under the gray moonlight.

Going to the corridor next to it, there is another large open space, where there is a lot of bamboo overhead, with long cloths of different colors hanging on it.

After Ji Yunshu finished his work, when he returned, he passed a room.

There are two locks on the door handle of that room, and the material of the lock is absolutely superior, and it can't be opened without a key.

She talked a lot and asked Xiao Zuo, "How come there are two locks in this room?"

Xiao Xiao said, "This is the master's study. It was locked a few years ago and no one is allowed to enter."

"Oh? Is there anything here?"

"This is not clear. In short, the master does not let people go in, and usually does not let people go in to clean."

Ji Yunshu nodded and asked no more!

She has a gossip heart.

Recalling what Xiao Xiyue said before, after she found several books in her father's study, his father locked the study door.

Looking at Master Wen is not like that kind of stingy person, and it is not like the hobby of cherishing books very much. How to lock the door of the study room in a good manner?

What... is it really hiding?

A secret that cannot be known?

She thought all the way that the people had already arrived outside the hall.

Silently take a seat!

After three rounds of drinking, everyone talked about something else.

Master Nawen asked, "I don't know why the prince came to Yufu this time?"

Jing Rong took a sip of the wine and said, "Travel in the mountains and water."

"The prince is very interested."

"It's not that Mr. Wen is so interested. He dyes and dyes cloths and dries cloths every day. In these days, this king is envious."

Dye the cloth?

Drying cloth?

Good day?

Come, come and do it. Under the scorching sun and the cold winter, you will dye and dry the cloth every day. Are you tired?

It's really standing and talking without backache!

But Lord Wen did not dare to say this, and pulled a smiley face, "Ye Wang laughed."

Jing Rong really smiled.

At this time, Mo Ruo, who had been drinking silently, stood up, carrying a jug of wine in his hand, swaying, and walked staggeringly out of the door, sitting directly on the stone steps, while admiring the moonlight, and drinking while looking up .

After a while, Tang Si also came out with a jug of wine in his hand and sat down next to him.

Mo Ruo glanced at her, disgusted, "What to do with me!"

"Who followed you? Shameless."

"Then you hurry in."

"This is not your place, why can't I stay?" Tang Si refuted his words, and then calmly drank the wine.

Mo Ruo was too lazy to change places and took a sip of wine into his mouth and found that the wine was gone.

Congested.

Helpless, and did not want to go in and fetch the wine again, he hit his mind on the jug of wine in Tang Si's hand, reached out, grabbed it, and poured it into his mouth without a word.

Drink anyway, how do you take me?

"You..." Tang Si looked at him angrily.

But at the next moment, her anger was inexplicably depressed, but a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She bit her lower lip and didn't speak.

Moruo returned the wine to her.

She took it in her hand and said generously, "Forget it, this girl is not so stingy, everything that happened before has been offset, but you still owe me a life."

Mo Ruo squinted at her and said, "Relax. I will return my life to you one day in the future."

Then drink again!

It was just that moment, Tang Si's heart jumped fiercely, the feeling of being incapable of speaking, but this man added a little more affection to her heart.

Soon, the meal was over!

Mr. Wen and Mrs. Wen delivered the guests to the gate together.

"Master Wen stays."

"Congratulations to the lord."

Jing Rong smiled.

Master Wen said to Ji Yunshu again, "Mr. Ji will not send it."

"Master Wen stayed."

Xiao Xiyue pulled La Jiyunshu's clothes and said a few goodbyes.

Everyone left.

After seeing the person gradually away, Master Wen and Wen Fu returned to the banquet hall.

Inside, waiting for someone.

That person is not someone else, it turned out to be Zhao Huai!

Yes, Zhao Huai.

Although he broke a hand, he did not lose the image of a strong man.

Mr. Wen came to him, his face dimmed, and he changed his appearance of being easy-going with a light smile, and sighed, "I didn't expect that the younger son of the protagonist who was left alive now is so big."

Zhao Huai nodded, "Yeah, I didn't expect that the young man was really alive. At first, my father told me before he died. No matter what, I must find the young man. Now, I finally found it."

"God opened his eyes and was destined not to let the protagonist's family die in vain."

Mrs. Wen on the side cried, "That child is really pitiful. If she let her know that her family had died overnight, how sad should she be? Just before I saw her, she really looked like the protagonist, God , It's a real trick."

Very sad!

There is also some resentment.

"Madame, don't be too sad. Now that you have found the younger son, it won't be long before you can get justice for the hero."

"Hmm." She choked with a soak over her throat.

Zhao Huai's face was solemn, "Uncle Wen, it's not the right time. The matter that the young man is still alive is important. We can't divulge it, lest the dog emperor know that he will cut the grass.

"I know that the most important thing now is to hurry to repair the book, and to gather the hundreds of thousands of scattered people from all over the place. We have waited for fourteen years, and this day is finally coming."

"It was precisely because the protagonist had expected that we would transform our 100,000 soldiers into mountain bandits everywhere, cover up the arms, and recruit the brothers who were recruited into the village all the year round, so we could barely maintain the 100,000 soldiers." Zhao Huai said.

Master Wen sighed again, "It's a pity that one of the 100,000 soldiers dispersed to the north was scattered."

"Are you talking about gangs?"

"Yes."

"My dad mentioned it to me, and the younger son investigated the case and asked me about the gang."

"She asked you?"

"Well, I was given a tattoo design and asked me if I knew it. I didn't hide it, I told it all, but I didn't say anything about arms."

It turned out that the seven brothers were also a dispersed army of 100,000 troops.