Bone Painting Coroner

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"Nanzhuxiang, what is that?"

Mo Ruo explained, "It is a wild bamboo growing in Zhangjia Village after the temple was broken. It was cut when the Buddha was built, and it no longer grows, but a heavy rain more than ten years ago may be that the soil has been renewed, and those Nanzhus are long. Come out."

Jing Zhaoyin suddenly tapped the table, "No wonder after the Big Buddha was built, the weirdness of Zhangjiacun disappeared again, it turned out to be the same thing."

is not that right!

Immediately afterwards, the people saluted each other again and greeted each other.

Yu Shaoqing suddenly said: "This time the dry well case is broken. Tomorrow, the emperor will talk about merits and rewards." Turning to Ji Yunshu, "Mr. Ji's contribution is indispensable, but it is the first merit, there must be a reward."

"Master Yu laughed."

"Mr. knows that the official of the Penal Department mentioned that the prison department was removed by the Emperor earlier in the year?"

"know."

"The emperor always valued talents, maybe tomorrow's reward for his husband, is to mention the position of the prison department." Yu Shaoqing said decisively, "Looking at the big ad, who is capable of acting as a prison department, only the discipline Mr."

Ji Yunshu thought deeply, with a casual smile on his face, "Dare not be under it."

She really doesn't dare to be!

At the beginning, General Li had threw the olive branch of "proposing a prison department" to her. At that time, he did not receive it. Now he came out of Yu Shaoqing's mouth again, which is even more tasteful.

Distracted with confusion.

Will the emperor really call himself a prison officer?

...

At the end of the cloister in the backyard, inside the square table is a small table with a low foot, on which are placed some pastries, a pot of tea, and two cups.

The table was cushioned on both sides.

Jing Rong and Qin Shiyu sat cross-legged.

The two seem to have finished the dry well case.

"I don't know how the lord will plan next?" Qin Shiyu asked.

Jing Rong didn't rush to answer, just picked up the teacup in front of her and sniffed it on the tip of her nose.

Refreshing!

Take a sip.

Talent said, "Now he has lost his feet and is in chaos. If tomorrow, if the father and emperor have a decision and a reward, then he may be anxious and ruined, and the side princess of the house is still miscarried. Such blows are enough to make him vigilant. ."

"Yes, what do you mean?"

"He was able to incite the prince to rebel, and today, the king can force him to make a rebellion."

"But Yi Wang's strength cannot be underestimated. The major exits inside and outside the capital have almost been replaced by his people. If it is really urgent, Yi Wang, he is not easy to catch the turtle in an urn." Qin Shi worried.

Jing Rong seemed to have arranged for a long time and calmly laughed.

I saw Lu Jiang came over with a thick booklet.

Present things.

Jing Rong took a few pages after turning it over, nodding his head satisfied, and pushed it to Qin Shiyu. "After reading this, Master Qin must not worry about catching turtles in the urn."

what is that?

Qin Shiyu glanced at it, and it turned out that there were many weapons going in and out on the booklet.

Type, price, materials, access address...

Very detailed.

This?

"Someone builds weapons privately in the capital?"

Surprised!

Jing Rong nodded his head and explained, "The above-mentioned records are all the crimes of the Yulin Army commanding Lord Xiao."

"Master Xiao?"

"Yes, Master Qin think about it, and Yi Wang can replace the people stationed inside and outside the palace with his people so smoothly. It can be imagined that the Xiao commander has already been his person. All major entrances and exits of the Royal Palace are undoubtedly controlled. How can this king not be allocated to his chess cup for such an important piece? Therefore, before he sent someone to check Xiao Xiaoling, this investigation really surprised me. It turned out that Commander Xiao had been trading private weapons with black merchants everywhere. Presumably, it would have been filled. If he reported to the emperor, he would definitely die, but...this king needs his chess piece."

Qin Shiyu was overjoyed, "Now the prince has his handle in hand, and he will follow the rules properly to the prince."

of course!

"Jing Yi has lost the help of the Ji family brothers. Now if he picks up the piece under the command of Xiao, he will not sit back and die."

"It seems that the lord has a plan."

"In the final analysis, Jing Yi and the prince are the same kind of people. As long as they are in a hurry, they will do everything."

He smiled faintly with his cold lips, but there was always a gentle air between his eyebrows, which made him hard to see.

The opposite Qin Shiyu poured a cup of hot tea again, "Jing Wangye a cup."

Drink.

The two said another conversation. When it was getting dark, Jing Rong ordered someone to send Qin Shiyu back. After all, the old guy had inconvenient legs and feet. It would be bad if he fell.

When Jing Rong returned to the banquet hall, he also chatted with each other, so he took a few drinks.

Ji Yunshu felt a little tired, so he went back to his room first.

She just finished washing and was about to sleep, but someone knocked on the door.

"Mr. Ji, have you rested?" Lang Po asked outside.

Ji Yunshu opened the door, and there was a burst of wine on his face.

I saw Lang Po holding the drunken scenery, and smiled very embarrassedly, "Mr. Ji, the prince just wanted to come to you, I can't help it, or you will take care of it."

After that, Jingrong was plugged into her and hurried away.

Before Ji Yunshu had time to react, a bulky body was pressed on her shoulder, almost flashing her waist.

Jing Rong hung her head against her thin shoulders, held her tightly, then leaned her head, her nose and mouth were buried in her delicate neck.

It seems to be intentional.

The gentle breath flowed around her neck, which not only made her tremble.

"Jingrong?" She called him.

"Let me hold for a while."

She really did not move, and let him hug herself tightly.

I don't know how long after that, Jing Rong's bulky body suddenly fell back, forcing Ji Yunshu to hug him.

He smiled, "I'm not drunk."

"You go to bed for a while."

He helped him to lie down on the bed.

"I'll pour some water."

She was about to go, but he grabbed his wrist and pulled hard.

Very hard, but very careful.

She threw herself forward, following the force on her wrist, she fell into Jingrong's arms and was firmly locked in front of her chest.

At the same time, Jing Rong pulled the folded quilt and covered them.

"Don't make trouble, I'll let the kitchen make you some sober soup."

"This king is not drunk."

Refused to let go.

Ji Yunshu struggled to no avail.

Had to give up.

Jing Rong closed his eyes and gently pressed his jaw against the woman's head in her arms, with a smile of evil charm on her lips.

She nestled in his arms, with a strong smell of wine lingering at the tip of her nose, seeming to adapt slowly, not feeling choked.

"You are so cold." Jing Rong said.

She said nothing.

He hugged her tighter.

A warm breath came from the man's hot chest, warming her cold body gradually.