The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

“I had the privilege of attending a meeting in Yalan. The Six Ladies of the Qi family are truly beautiful.” Another literary man swayed a folding fan and sighed.

Baiwen retracted his eyes and asked, “Is this Qi Liu, the first beauty in Suzhou? ”

As soon as the first beautiful words were written, several literary figures gathered together. The words were nothing more than a compliment to their appearance. Two other people wrote poems. One called them well, and they searched for a second child to take the paper and pen. They were going to write it down and send it to the Yalan meeting that was being held upstairs. Perhaps they would have the privilege of being invited there!

The level of appreciation of poetry by Yan Yan is really limited. The total number of Song Tang poems currently remembered is not more than twenty, including “ho ho day afternoon” and so on. So compared to the atmosphere of these arts, Valjen is more interested in the Ume beverage in front of him.

In spring, there are fufang drinks, laurel drinks, peach blossom drinks. In summer, there are cheese drinks and plum drinks. During the Tang Dynasty, the drinks focused on color, aroma and flavour, and consumed different varieties according to the season. They are also pure natural green and free of pollution.

People around Chang 'an prefer cheese paste, but most Southerners don't like the odd smell of cheese paste and prefer drinks like Ume.

A small bite of makeup, the sour and sweet entrance to the plum syrup, the tongue of the mouth is raw. I don't know how to make this plum syrup to preserve it. It actually feels like some cold silk. It's the most suitable for drinking in the summer.

The dishes are in order. The dishes around Jiangzhe are light and oligopolistic, with a hint of sweetness in the salt. Valentine doesn't like them. Plus, he has a bad appetite in the summer. Valentine only eats very little.

Perhaps Aranseldo was a gathering of civilizations, so there was no noise even downstairs in the lobby, at best just talking about the current affairs and chanting the glory of the wind.

“Who's the masterpiece of The Beauty Series? Ladies, please.” A bright voice rang on the stairs.

Suddenly the voice stopped in the hall. Everyone looked at the woman standing by the stairs. As soon as she attacked the light green chest and flower skirt, she wore a double maid. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She looked good. Although she was dressed as a waitress, her temperament was remarkable. At first glance, she knew that she was from a famous door. Everyone looked at each other. Yalan would ask her out. She had such a big face!

“is awkwardness.” The White Man sitting next to Valjen stood up and arched his hand, with a slight smile on his face, a deviant style, a talented style, and a coveted description when he had no talent at all to admire the beauty.

With a faint smile on his face, he turned slightly to him, "Lang Jun, please come with the slaves. ”

With a slight picking on her eyebrows, she doesn't understand poetry, but it's often said that she looks like a white clerk, and can imagine that the poetry he wrote is either a blossom clustered brass, or a thousand square feet of horse slapping. Such a grade can still be seen by the noble ladies of the Aran Guild, you can see the level of appreciation of these noble women...

The Tang Dynasty was a time of poetry. Perhaps it was because Zhengguan New Year's poetry had just begun to rise? Valentine thinks.

“Brother Wen Jing, what luck!” Those present with the White Man sighed.

Everyone shushes, or is pointy or envious.

Van Yan ate almost too, so he summoned Xiao Er to settle the bill and leave.

At this time, the people in the hall were not able to attend the Yalan meeting, so their attention was focused on the face that came out of the middle. Especially at night, Green did not bring the power, a pair of Dan Phoenix eyes, Jong-nosed lips, very good raw, attracted a lot of interest.

The eyes of the red fruits let the green fire rush up in the evening, but she also had a point. This is not the Valley Mansion village. She was not allowed to go wild, so she swallowed a stomach and got sullen, and walked out with her face.

At night, there was some distraction, and when I got to the door, I didn't really hit people.

Pfft!

“Are you blind?” Without waiting for a late green apology, the man slapped on the face of the late green and white raw.

A loud voice not only blinded the late green, but also a group of clerics in the hall for a moment.

Yalansha is the favorite gathering place for the clergymen. People who don't understand the wind feel sour and tired of coming here, and the poor can't afford it. Therefore, the atmosphere in the shop is always harmonious. They hear vulgar words and the people have not adapted yet.

“The slaves will not look into it, please forgive me!” Night Green scolded himself not for a long time and hurried to make amends to the angry boy on his knees.

The city is full of privileges. One slap can shoot three or five of them. Even if you have the audacity at night, you won't dare to cause trouble to Valjen.

When Valjen walked forward and turned around, he saw a young man wearing a blue broad-sleeved straight hem gown. The eyebrow star looked angry and irrational. He had to admit that he was a rare beautiful man, but he never appreciated the thoughts of a beautiful man.

Watching the cheeks rise high and swollen on the green side of the night, two words burst out cold between the cheeks, “scum! ”

A man who beats a woman if he can't tell the difference, not a scum, not even an animal.

“What are you talking about!” The gown man was furious when he boarded and grabbed Valjean's coat with his hand and dragged her forward.

When Green was in a hurry at night, he ran up from the ground and pulled the man's hand. “You're angry. Just rush me. Don't touch my wife! ”

Green power at night, no match for a man, that blue-breasted hand, dead grabbing the coat of Valjean, the tattoo does not move.

People in the hall also think that men are too much, but they all recognize this person as Colonel Qin's son, Qin Musheng. It just came out in the morning that people were killed at the embroidery hall. At noon, a big swing appeared. It could be seen that it was hard on the mountain, so no one dared to be the second Han Lang Jun. The hall is quiet.

Van Yan snorted coldly, saying word for word, “The student has a leather bag, he only knows to spill it on the woman, not the scum is what? Whoever offends you, who pisses you off and dares not retaliate, will only spark fire beside you, not scum! ”

The phrase is more embarrassing than a loud slap.

Qin Musheng felt that he had been particularly unlucky lately. The family gave him a kiss and said that he was dying of a sickness. In the morning, he just beat up Han's kid. Who knew that he was dead? He died. Although he was later found poisoned to death, his heart was very stuffy. This was why he came out to drink alcohol and go to get sullen. He was scolded by a young woman for his dog's blood.

“What kind of girl are you?” Qin Mu was extremely angry and overwhelmed his anger. He asked coldly.

This sentence is a sudden reminder of the late green, the family in Suzhou City is one of the world's largest, even the history of Suzhou stabbing should be honored three points, even if the face is not spoiled, it is also a half-wife. Finally, "We are the capital of Chengdong Province, you let go! ”

“Chengdong Valley? ”

Qin Musheng had not spoken yet, a voice on the second floor raised his voice and asked.

In a sigh of anger, the road is narrow. Who is this voice eight degrees higher than a normal person?

“Let me go.” The voices are faint, but there is a sense of oppression.

At last, Qin Musheng felt that he was holding a woman's coat like this, so he let go of his hand.

On the second floor, more than a dozen Huasheng women slowly descended from the upstairs with their power.

One of the young girls in red chest dress walked to Qin Musheng and Van Huan, glanced at the late green, slightly blinked, turned to Van Huan, Nahan in her heart, the other few days half-dead people, can run around today?

When I think of that day, Van Meiyu's chest knot, and her pair of butterfly butterflies, was actually taken by Van Fung. After being discovered by other noble women, I laughed at her severely, saying that her life had been difficult enough to live as a jewelry. Today is a great opportunity. If she doesn't take back a round, she is not Van Meiyu!

“So it's seventeen! You and Qin Shiro are really lucky. Now that you've spoken of kissing, you'll meet each other.” Van Meiyu is sincere in his fight against Van Mei.

Qin Shiro is a dude's brother. He sleeps all day long in Suzuku Liu. The whole city knows that for women, it is not a good place to go.

As soon as she said this, Qin Musheng and Van Yan stunned at the same time and couldn't help but look at each other.