The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Valjen and Night Green chatted in the hallway for a while before realizing that the yard was for Liu Qingsong to temporarily set foot for them, near the county. Speaking of Liu Qingsong, Van can't help grinding his teeth. He better not appear in front of her again!

It's getting late.

Xiao Song guessed that Van Yunsheng would be back in two minutes, but this time it was obviously a mistake, and Van Yunsheng did not return until evening.

Valjen had already entered the house under the auspices of Google Blue and Night Green, and the leg wound was slightly broken, several times more painful than when she was injured.

Just after handling the wound, Val Yunsheng came with a large bag of medicine.

“Yan is awake!” Wen Yunsheng looked happy and smiled at the laundry, but her face was slightly pale and there were worries between her eyebrows.

“Let Brother Ten worry.” Yan Guilty.

Van Yunsheng handed what was in his hand to Night Green, sitting in front of him, "I hope you're okay. ”

Valjen saw that he was a little disturbed. “What's wrong with Brother Ten? ”

“It's not a big deal.” Wen Yunsheng wanted to say something more, but with a quiet look on her face, she got up, “I was a little tired and Yan rested early. ”

Van Yunsheng said he left without waiting for Van to reply.

Van Yunsheng frowned. Van Yunsheng was not a person who could not hide his mind. Normal things could not have bothered him so much. She is now inconvenient, she cannot go to Wan Yunsheng on her own initiative to understand the situation, besides, he is now reluctant to say, if asked, he will not necessarily say.

“Night Green, go ask Brother Ten's page, what happened to Luoyang today.” Valentine.

Late Green answered and went out.

After washing up, Goo Lan gang went out and poured water. Van Yan heard someone coming in and thought it was late Green back, “you asked? ”

“What do you want to ask?” A male voice with a smile.

Lying on the bed, Valjean turned back painstakingly. After seeing the bamboo curtain, a shadow sufficiently shadowed. He could almost see Xiao Songyi attacked the deep purple neck of the regular clothes. The ink hairline rose. Although she looked thinner than the previous period, she looked like a spiritual rejuvenator. She had not seen the laziness and tiredness of the morning.

“Come on in.” I regret to say the words of Valentine. I don't think there's anything wrong with being alone with a man in her subconscious mind, but this is Da Tang. Would Xiao Song be misled by her words?

Xiao Song opened the bamboo curtain and walked in. He stood beside the bed and looked at her as if she was disfigured. He frowned. “Said the wound was cracked again? ”

“Well, just a small cut, not in the way.” Valentine faintly, “sit down. ”

Xiao Song also didn't tear her apart. She lay down for six days. Those minor injuries are almost healed. How can they be minor injuries if they can still be broken?

“Another one died. Called Yu Zheng.” Xiao Song suddenly said.

Van Yan stunned and said halfway, “What happened to you in Jushui County is no longer a secret! How dare the murderer? Why? Confidence or madness...”

The latter is more favoured in the face. I'm afraid if someone who is so confident in the hands of the criminal ministry waiter, he's almost mad.

Xiao Song sat down on the edge of the collapse and said, "Ten years ago, shortly after Zhuang Yin's death, his famous prison guard only broke free of his unfair business. Although Zhuang Yin was sentenced to questioning and decapitation, he crashed into the wall before the questioning and decapitation. Due to the long time elapsed, the county decree had been replaced several times. At that time, the situation was no longer verifiable, but there was reason to suspect that the seven prison guards might have been bought by Zhuang Yin and made a trick to hide from the sea. ”

“Any suspicions?” Van asked.

“There are currently only two people, Zhuang Yin and Zeping Ji.” Xiao Songdao.

Zhuang Yin is the leader of the bandits, he is confident and arrogant in his style of action, but he cannot blindly determine a person's character by this matter alone.

“The Ze Ping Ji...” Zhen thought half a dozen times. The impression of this person, apart from ordinary or ordinary, has no distinctive face. The skin is neither dark nor white, and the temperament is very mediocre. It is the kind of ordinary middle-aged man who is placed in the crowd and will never be noticed for a second time.

“He is the owner of the Happy Inn, and he is more suspicious than Jong-yoon.” Xiao Song actually felt that it was just relative, and if you think about it, there are still many clues that are difficult to get through.

Vaughn asked, "What's the motive? ”

“Perhaps there is a reason to disrupt the checks and balances between them?” Xiao Song guessed that there was no other reason to explain it.

"Did the beggar, Liu Wen, inadvertently learn about it and suffer from the pond fish? ”

Xiao Song saw the way she thought seriously. Somewhere on the bottom of her heart, she softened up, even the tone of her voice softened. “Come on, if you have any doubts, think tomorrow. Rest and take care of your injuries. I'll see you tomorrow. ”

He reached out to help Valjen straighten out the quilt and got up and walked out.

“Wait!” Valjen called him.

Xiao Song paused in front of the bamboo curtain and turned around and asked, “What is it? ”

“Mm-hmm.” Van heard him walking back again, pushing the brocade next to the pillow with his hands wrapped in thick vegetables, "these two clouds returned to you. Although I had guessed it was a gift from you, it was only recently that I realized what it meant. I'm sorry, I can't accept such an important thing. ”

Xiao Song bent over to grab the box, open the box cover, two not dazzling goat fat jade, and lay quietly on the red brocade with a warm, watery glow.

Valjen looked at him with no expression. She was somewhat worried, and she didn't know what to worry about.

Xiao Song took out the two clouds and stuffed them in his sleeve bag, then pulled out a wooden hammer from his arms and put it in a brocade box. “This is my own engraved peach wood hammer, which can be important or not. ”

Because it is worthless and has no special significance, it can be unimportant, because it is a mind and the recipient can see it as important. It has always been Xiao Song's style of speech, listening implicitly, but thinking about it finds a direct finger center of gravity.

And Valjen often touched the body, legend was that Peach Wood could avoid evil. Xiao Song, though he didn't believe in ghosts very much, focused on his heart.

Peaches are immortal, burning their glory, and their sons return to their homes. That's what he meant.

When Xiao Song sent Yunxian, he knew that one day he would be rejected. He thought he could accept it calmly and calmly, but now he is in a complicated and difficult mood.

“Looks good.” Valjen stared at the peach trees in the brocade. This is not a comfort or a compliment, it is indeed a beautiful and elegant plumage, a cloudy plumage, a small tuft of peach blossoms on the head, two peach blossoms directly next to each other, another half opening, the top of which stretches out several bones of flowers to be released, showing a flourishing vitality. Not only is it beautifully shaped and carved, but even the flowers can be seen in silk, as if a few peach blossoms can emit a fragrance.

“Just like it.” Xiao Song soothed.

"If you lose your temper in the future, there is another craft that you can earn money from. ”

Xiao Song laughed softly, “If that's the case, I'll only have a finished craftsman starving to death this month or so. ”

Shortly after his departure from Suzhou, Xiao Song began carving the hammer. At first, he didn't know why he had done such a boring thing. When he heard that a murder had occurred in Suzhou, he asked for it without thinking.

Day and night, when he stood in Suzhou, he thought not of the murder, but of a beautiful but not vivid face. (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.)