The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Sang Chen stuffed the chess spectrum in the old man's hand. He stuffed it in the back basket along with the chess pieces and chessboard. He couldn't even pay for it. He hurried to pick up the back basket. “Ma'am, I'm packing up. ”

Valjen turned around and went out to the crowd.

“This young man.” The old man with the chess score stood up and shouted.

Sun Chenton stopped and looked at him in confusion, "What's the matter with you? ”

The old man shook his sleeves, “Little Brother is too talented, very old and admired. I don't know if Little Brother's name is...”

Sang Chen hastily replied to the ceremony, “I am the new schoolteacher from Zhou Jia Village. ”

“Mulberry?” The old man's eyes lit, but some incredible questioning, “I wonder who the teacher is? ”

Sun Chen slightly thought about it, he had many teachers, just the doctors in Tai Xue, and Daju in Chang 'an City. He had to summon teachers, but, counting, there was only one person who had truly taught him his knowledge, and then he said, "The son's mentor is the Huai Jing magician of Xing Shan Temple. ”

The old man looked delighted and connected, “I've heard of you for a long time. In two days, the old man will definitely come to visit! ”

Sang Chen Dao, “The boy will be at home in two days to wait for the senior driver. ”

It's only a matter of courtesy between the two of them.

With the end of the chess game, the crowd gradually dissipated, which revealed that six or seven carriages were blocked in one corner and could not move, one of which belonged to the valley.

Sang-chen sat next to the driver after Valjen and Night Green boarded the car.

The carriage slowly drove out of Dongshi and went smoothly.

Late Green saw that Sun Chen had an interest in Van Yeung, and was bored on the road anyway, so he leaned against the curtain and asked, "Mr. Sung, how could your teacher be a monk? ”

Sang Chen's clear voice appeared to be in a good mood. "In the Xingshen Temple, where I have been foster since childhood, literacy is taught by the Huai Jing magician. Although the magician did not allow the pedestrian to salute him, he is also the father in the lower heart. ”

Van Yan heard that Van Yunsheng spoke of his identity. Although he was clearly the son of Choi, he was abandoned to his mother's mother's home. It is estimated that her mother's family did not want to raise the child, so she threw him directly into the temple. No wonder he developed such a spleen.

Night Green didn't know who he was, and when he heard he was being fostered in the temple, he asked, "Is Mr. Sang being fostered in the temple because of his bad fate? ”

“I don't know... Master Huai Jing did not say that he only said that he would marry his wife and son before the age of 18, but...” Sun Chen is a little lost, "next door is poor, the future is slim, and I'm afraid there is no woman willing to marry me. ”

Slightly in the corner of his mouth, the Bolling Choi family called home poor? Four years in the middle, and you call it a futuristic? Van Yunsheng also said that the most ideal husband in Chang 'an's mind was Sang Chen. I'm afraid that when he showed up, he didn't know how many women were fighting to marry him.

Sang-chen said that, I'm afraid he never thought of himself as the grandson of Choi!

“Why go to the East Gate?” Valjen asked suddenly.

Sun Chen heard Van's voice, stunned for a moment and smiled brightly. “The previous time I borrowed a furnace from him, the owner didn't collect any money. Later, I realized that the price was good. I didn't know the owner, and I didn't feel comfortable with the love so much, so I set up a wreck to make some money. ”

“When I get back, I'll send you twenty taels, and the furnace counts as mine.” Valentine faded.

“That won't work!” Sang Chen immediately rebutted, turning to the weak path, "one day I will be able to return it. ”

Vaughn asked, "How much do you charge for one round? ”

“Ten sentences.” Sung Chen's lips, his heart flies fast and counts how many years it takes to pay back twenty taels.

Valentine calmed down and continued to ask, "Where did you get all this ruin? ”

Sang Chenqian felt that Van was a little unhappy, timid and answered, “When things are normal, I think about some residual things to entertain myself. Because all these years are especially fine, I think about a lot. ”

Dumb, he was so angry that he laughed out, “Took a lot of energy and brains, and to play a residual game, at least it has to be a time, you charge ten cents? Do you know what value is? ”

Van Yan had been cold and faint to Sung Chen, suddenly he was so angry that he made the outside Sung Chen look like a needle felt, and he explained carefully, “It was originally fifteen letters, but the senior said it was expensive. ”

“Fifteen, you're really good.” Valjen bites the canal.

It's really nice and funny. It took Braun a while to slow down his mood, but just think about it, it's none of his business! He doesn't want the money. Just throw it to him?

“Night green, turn around and get out of the car and take twenty taels from Mr. Sang's check-up.” Valjen Cold Road.

Sang Chen whispered stubbornly, “I don't want to, I'm in a hall...”

Valjen interrupted his words, tough, "I gave it to you, you have to! Don't throw it away! ”

Sang Chen shrunk his neck and shouted in a very small, very small voice, "The woman is so fierce, the" female epistle "has clouds: the woman is soft, including Zhengji Zhang. In the" Legend of the Lady of the Legend ", she also said: innocent, quiet, tidy, disgraceful, lawful movement, is called women's morality. ”

“You come in.” Valjen said slowly.

Sitting outside the car, Sung Chen was stiff and buried his head in his back basket, pretending not to hear him.

Valentine said impatiently, "Is Mr. Sun going to let me go out and ask you? ”

Sang Chen moved his butt, this swallowed the curtain and opened it. He took a quick look at his beautiful face, which was red and white. He didn't know if it was shy or scared. He grabbed the back basket tightly, and sat in front of the car door. "What do you want? ”

“Mr. Sun, what's a virtue?” Valjen held his head with one hand, crooked beside Xiaozhi and looked at him lightly with his eyes picked.

Such a deity, a few lazy points in silence, Sang Chen only glanced at it, and there was a blank space in his brain, where he remembered what the woman looked like, he only hurried down the curtain, and I didn't know what to say.

At night Green saw Sang Chen scared like a little rabbit by her own mother, and she burst out laughing.

Sang Chen is even more embarrassed and self-absorbed, even his earlobes can bleed.

“Mr. Sun, my wife is joking with you, sir. Don't be shy.” Late Green knew the nature of Van Yan. After the illness healed, although people became a little indifferent, they generally did not get angry. Besides, Sang Chen did not do anything unforgiving. However, the things he did made people angry, but there was nowhere to vent.

Watching his handsome and shy appearance, Valjen felt more or less sympathetic. He should have been born with a gold spoon as the privileged son of the world. He could only grow up with a group of monks in the temple because of the low status of his biological mother. Thinking about it, Valjen kinda wants to meet the Huai Jing Master. What kind of person can teach Sun Chen to be this virtuous?

The atmosphere didn't get better when the green hit the roundabout at night. There was a silence in the carriage, and the wagon was on the stranger's side, making a grunting sound. The sky is getting late, and the bright clouds and summers are all over the sky, and everything in the heavens and the earth is plated with golden red and the evening breeze is cool.

The carriage swayed through the wooden bridge. Sangchen's cool eyes stared uneasy outside the bamboo curtain. He finally made it through the wooden bridge to relieve himself.

Looking at him like this, somehow, he suddenly had a feeling of hatred for iron and steel in his heart. He couldn't help but ask, "Didn't the Buddhist family ask to see the light life and death? You grew up in a temple. Why can't you understand? ”

“The Master Huai Jing said that I had no reason with the Buddha, so I could not comprehend.” Sang Chen's eyes were as clear as clear and shallow water, and he stared innocently at the wooden box pattern on Van's hand.

This is strange to Valjen. She knows which monks don't move to say fate, but when she says fate, nothing is not fate, she finally hears someone say "no relation to Buddha”, and feels a high degree of feeling towards that quiet magician.

“Don't always be down, down, I'm upset.” Valjen slowed down her tone, and she found that if it wasn't for the questions of principle, they would still be able to have a calm conversation.

However, sometimes when Sung Chen is in prison, Van Wan always wants to dissect him and study how his brain structure is different from that of the average person, now... especially after hearing about his story, Van Wan is more interested, every time he wants to kill someone, he hides the autopsy.

Sung Chen naturally does not know that he has become a frog on the anatomy table in his heart, and is also pleased. In general, when they are unhappy with each other, most of them use humility and honor. Only after they are relatively familiar, will you and I be proportionate. He felt it was a sign of closeness, written all over his face with joy.

It is a pity that the night green heart feels dark. Even if Song Chen's ceremonial hall does not seem to compare with Xiao Langjun, the dragon phoenix of the Xing woman's mouth, he is also a modest gentleman. If the family is better, even if there is only one fame in the sky! And he said, "Where is Mr. Sun from? Do you still have family at home? ”

Sang Chen replied, “Master Huai Jing said that I was born in Vietnam, which is now Lianzhou. After the death of my parents, I was sent to Sang's house in Chang 'an. The Sang family was unable to support me, so I was sent to Xingshan Temple for foster care. ”

Since the death of Tang Xing, Li's Taoist Li Ear was the ancestor, Buddhism has gradually been replaced by Taoism, the imperial court has been dedicated to Taoism, temples are abandoned everywhere, Tao Guanlin, good thing Buddhism still has many followers in the folk, plus the ruler will not make a sect unique, is it not true to support one or two, this can survive.

Temple books are not easy to save. If the Sang family didn't add a lot of petroleum money, how could they adopt a child for no reason? He is also a child with no Buddha.

The words of the Master of Huai Jing, Van knew that Sun Chen would not believe, but he took them seriously, not knowing if they were out of mind or would rather believe that he still had a little warmth in the world.

The evening green sighed, “Slave recklessness, and ask Mr. Sang to forgive me. ”

Sang Chen hurriedly waved his hand, “No obstacle.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)