The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

The voice of a young man in Chinese clothes... Van Face is sure where he has heard it, where is it?

“Lang Jun is...” Yunsheng has concealed his identity.

The young man in Chinese clothes pressed him on his shoulder with a fan and pressed him back into position. "Don't worry, I came to ask your sister something, no malice. ”

He coughed softly and immediately came in outside a big man, pressing Wen Yunsheng to watch.

Valentine turned a white eye, such a tough attitude, said no malice who can believe it!

“What do you want to ask?” The voices of the faces are flat.

“I heard that the woman will have an autopsy and can also detect arsenic in the bones of the dead... coincidentally, I have a dead bone here, please ask the woman to give it a test.” Young Chinese clothes have no distinctive voice, but they are light and slow, with all the confidence at their disposal.

Arsenic in the bones of the dead! Was it the mystery man who asked for an autopsy last time in the wilderness?

With his fingers around his mouth, Li Langguan looked up and decided to look at him. “Li Langguan, if you want to ask for help, please be polite. You make me stop ten brothers. Even if I barely help you with the autopsy, what you get is not necessarily the real result. ”

The young man in Chinese clothes beamed for a moment, because he never revealed his identity, and he thought he didn't reveal a broken face, how could he be seen on his face?

As soon as Valen's face came out, Valen Yunsheng also determined the identity of the young man in Chinese clothing in front of him, Li, the name of the royal family. He has only seen young Chinese clothes a few times from afar, he could not see clearly, and Mid-Autumn Festival, shouldn't this person be in the palace for the festival?

“Where did the princess find out who she was?” The young man in Chinese clothes retracted his thoughts and sat with interest beside his face.

Van copied his hand and looked at the guard outside, "Didn't you tell me? ”

The young man in Chinese clothes stunned for a moment and smiled. "Hahaha, this king did a stupid thing too! ”

Although not ranked in the lineage spectrum, the Van Clan is not capable of pinching anyone, not even the Valve Clan dares.

“If you can guess my background, can you guess my taboo?” Asked the young man in Chinese clothing.

There are no more outstanding sons of Li Shimin than Wei Wang Li Tai and Wu Wang Li Jin, and the highest prince is Li Chenggan. From Zhengguan's seven years of impeachment of "good play, thanks to the gratuity law”, the Prince has been under Taizong's control to die. Naturally, it is not possible to come to Suzhou in the middle of autumn. Wei Wang Li Tai, Su has a good name. He is the leader in reading the sacred book. If he really wants to make it bad, he will not be so obvious.

“Li Zhong.” Spit out these two words in the face, everyone in the house will change their face at once. Who can call out the prince's noble name? Even the celebrity Confucius, a high-powered figure, must at least be called "Wu Wangzhi”.

Li Jinxiao laughed. “It turns out she's a strange woman. Now that you've guessed who your king is, I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to retreat. ”

“Night green, pour water to the king.” A clean, empty cup was placed on the table.

In the evening the green hurried to pour the kettle. He pushed his face gently in front of Li Jin. “We are all coarse tile cans, no more noble than porcelain, and the door is broken and no match for you. ”

Valentine's face is certain that Li Zhi will not dare to do anything about them. The prince's actions are not only deeply dissatisfied with the cultural relics of the dynasty, even the emperor is very disappointed. Li Zhi's blood is actually more noble than that of the prince. His great-grandmother and great-grandmother are the daughter of one of the eight pillars of West Wei's lonely faith, the great-grandfather is also one of the eight pillars of West Wei. His grandfather is Yang Jian, the emperor of the opening dynasty, his great-grandfather is Yang Guang, his grandfather is Li Yuan, the emperor of Li Tang Kai, and his father, Li Shimin. Li Zhongnian is the first person in the world to have the blood of Yang Xuan, Li Tang, and the Lonely Three Homen. In this case, Li Zhong is probably more expensive than the Prince.

“Isn't it?” She smiled.

“Nice.” Li straightened his hand and saluted, “Please help me. ”

If it had been five or six years ago, Li Zhi's attitude might have been true, but unfortunately after many years, he was no longer the straightforward Shu Wang.

After the salute, suddenly he shouted, “Somebody, please, Lady Valentine! ”

“Wu Wang came to Suzhou for official duties, and the reception was late. Please forgive me.” Magnetic sounds came from outside the door, and as the door was pushed open, Xiao Song, who had attacked the dark red collar, came in.

His face was slightly relieved and he watched it change.

Li Zhigui glanced slightly and smiled. "What a coincidence that Samurai Xiao is here. ”

“I heard that when the king came to Suzhou, people immediately went to find him, but the king seemed like he was hiding from me. I really wanted to find him! If Princess Yang knew that I was lazy, I would be unhappy.” Xiao Song entered the house with a smile. He stood three steps away from Li Zhong. He glanced around the house. He seemed slightly surprised when he found several people with his face and Yunsheng. "Turns out it was Lang Jun and his wife of the Wan family. I also told him that the king came alone to admire the scenery. I didn't want to make an appointment. I suddenly made amends to the prince here. ”

Even though Li insisted on releasing Xiao Songling's anger, he had to be able to hold on. "Xiao Xiao Xianlang was polite. The work to be done by this king has been completed. Tonight, he will return to Chang 'an. He will not be entertained by Xiao Xiaolang. ”

Go ahead, look at Val, “Please think carefully about what this king has said. Goodbye!”

Xiao Song sighed, “No wonder His Majesty always sees His Majesty very strongly. Such hard work is the example of many princes. ”

“Xiao Samurai is too proud to be a king.” Li gave a slight courtesy and walked out. ”

Xiao Song arrived outside the store and returned with a few more words.

Li sat quietly in the carriage for a long time, suddenly grabbed a few cups of tea and threw them on the board.

A touch, accompanied by a broken porcelain, frightened the pedestrians outside.

“My lord!” A guard leaped onto the carriage, lifted the curtains, and knelt down to pick up china pieces from the plate.

They all know the nature of their prince, they have always had a fiery temper, even if it has converged a lot in recent years, but it has to be exhaled, otherwise the longer they hold it, the more terrible it will be.

“Dinner bucket!” Li Zhonghou, “so many people out there can't even stop one person! Not only did it not stop, it didn't even make a sound. It was a disgrace! What are you doing alive? The king is not ashamed! ”

“Subordinates incompetent!” The guard's words came from the heart, they were not defeated, but were celebrated by Xiao, who really believed in his king's appointment! This makes me believe that the guardian of the sword in my hand has a feeling of anger and nowhere to go.

Li was only a little more comfortable when he suddenly lifted his leg and kicked the guard out of the car, heard a bang and the crowd shouting in the street.

But at two breaths, the guard climbed up again, outside the curtain, "Does the king have orders? ”

“Get lost!” said Li Jinqiao.

“Yes!” the guard answered and jumped out of the car.

After getting angry, Li Zhonghated the itch in his teeth. Xiao Song had some wrist. He knew that, because of Song Guo Xiao Xiao, he had been extremely close to Xiao Song, and Xiao Song had always been unclear, but had never opposed him. The first time he fought back, he lost his face and failed to do something...

Qi Qi, Li Zhongxin understands very well that such a person better stand impartially in the middle position. If he wants to stand in a team, he must get his Li Zhong side, otherwise he must find a way to remove it.

Linjiang Xianchung, has served the dishes, and Valen Yunsheng thanked Xiao Song for his war support.

“Will Xiao Samurai offend Wu Wang this time..." Wen Yunsheng worried. Although Xiao Song seemed to have done nothing, he was in great danger.

Xiao Song smiled, but did not answer positively, “Li Zhong is a knowledgeable person, he knows what can and cannot do. ”

“Exactly.” Wen Yunsheng lowered his mind slightly and raised his glass, “Anyway, thank Samurai Xiao for his help today. ”

Valen Yunsheng gave a look at Valen's face and rhyme, and the two raised their glasses, "Thank you Xiaolang for saving us. ”

“I am nagging in the Valhall, and it is right to raise my hand.” Xiao Song echoed and drank up the drink.

There is no shortage of river freshness beside the Pingjiang River. Xiao Song and Wan Yunsheng are accustomed to being rewarded. One does not feel humble. The two people in the room talk very hot.

Xiao Song is a very talkative person. Everything he says is very interesting. Even people who don't like to laugh like Val can't stop bending their lips.

“When will Xiaolang return to Chang 'an? If it's about time, why don't we go along?” The wine is so good, "asked Val Yunsheng.

Xiao Song seemed to have a glimpse of his face. He wanted to go with him in his heart, but surely it was too late. "Tomorrow morning, after Jiangning, he will change to land route, and the journey will be rushed. If the journey is with him, he will only be able to reach Jiangning. ”

“Just in time for tomorrow morning, why don't we branch out after Jiangning?” Wen Yunsheng invited warmly.

“So... we're going to bother Shiro again.” Xiao Song laughed.

The drums on the Pingjiang River blew, and the roaring music was sent by the river wind. Li Zhong's wine was poured by the end of his face before slowly walking to the window and dropped along with the cup.

Xiao Song was helpless and smiled. If he had come one step later, Li might have been dropped by this glass of wine.

Several people sat for a while, so they got up early tomorrow and went home early to rest.

One of the pedestrians boarded the carriage and did not see a painting on the Pingjiang River attacking the girl in red, staring dead at the back of the face, cold-blooded, “XVII...”

If you don't lose your reputation, I won't call you Valmiyu!

Wen Meiyu put this sentence in her belly. Even though she used to hate her face in the position of a daughter, she never hated her as much as she does now. Since her face came back, everything has changed. She loved her ten brothers, and she loved Lang Jun... all of them were taken away by her face!

“Lower embryo!” Van Meiyu hated. (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.)