The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Wen Yunsheng saw the look of Wan Yan's questioning. A few years ago, he sat down and laughed. "The Su family of Jushui County and the Yao Wang Su family were in the same vein. When Su Shengbai was in the Tai Medical Department, he had to take over the Su family in the third year, so he resigned and went home. When he was on his way, Princess Yang sent him a pair of Hookie sisters. I heard that these two Hookies are gorgeous and the mortals see nothing but spiritual upside down. ”

The look of Suva appeared in his head, and his appearance revealed that his mother's appearance was remarkable.

“Soon after, Su Shengbai gave one of the women to his cousin Su Ling, the father of Lady Su.” Wen Yunsheng sighed, and the color of mercy appeared in her glance. "Su Ling was deeply in love with this Hookie. Since her entrance, Su Ling had never had a concubine, and the original concubine's office had sent out a province. Su Ling died young, and the original worthiness had never been raised. Therefore, only Lady Su had this pulse since Su Ling's arrival. ”

“What's Mrs. Sue's maiden name?” Van asked.

Wen Yunsheng recalled for a moment, uncertain. "It seems that Su Xiao is called by name. The small letters return. ”

Van Yan suddenly understood that Lady Su's small letters returned, and that Su Fu's words were childhood. Perhaps it was the two sisters who thought about their hometown so that they would take the name "homecoming”.

With this in mind, Valjen is no longer interested in knowing more. You can see it from the word "return” alone. This is not a joyful experience. Apart from the circumstances of the case, Valjen is generally rarely interested in human tragedy.

Wen Yunsheng saw her in a glorious way and said, "Yan has a good rest. I'll take care of some things and see you later in the evening. ”

“Brother Ten, go busy, I'll take care of myself.” With a faint smile on her pale and sophisticated face, she sent her away.

Van is a little dizzy, but she doesn't let herself fall asleep. If she sleeps too much during the day, it's boring at night.

In the yard, Liu Qingsong turned around and sat on the stairs.

Liu Qingsong turned around a few dozen times and turned around, staring enthusiastically at Sang Chen, "Mr. Sang, do you have any other way? ”

Sang Chen looked up at him with a clear look. “If you are in pain, please forgive me, then you will have to use the final method! ”

Liu Qingsong grabbed his hand and thanked him with a lot of anticipation, "Mr. Sang said. ”

“Why don't Dr. Liu take it personally and ask for forgiveness!” Sang Chen Dao.

Liu Qingsong's face was stiff and silent for a long time. His eyes gradually became steadfast. The autumn breeze blew through, lifted his robe and the atmosphere was sombre. He suddenly dried up. "Is there any other way? ”

Sang Chen insisted, "The best way to see you so sincerely is to forgive you. ”

Liu Qingsong stared at Sang Chen, trying to find a joke from his color, but that clear eyes, besides serious... serious. Liu Qingsong had no doubt that if Sang Chen stood in his situation today, he would really go to thank him for his death.

“Is it true that Dr. Liu was greedy and afraid to die?” Sang Chen foxed suspiciously.

Liu Qingsong turned around and caressed his horn. Do you think your rabbit is braver than me? Obviously not! But rather than perseverance, Liu Qingsong gambled downwind, immediately adjusted his state, and changed his generous expression, and turned around, "Mr. Sung! I haven't read many books, but I've also read many books. You can't insult my personality like this! If I'm not greedy and afraid to die, I'm a brave man! No, this is what cowards do. How dare you dare to take it upon yourselves? How can you not strive to bear it, but only think of dying! Parents with hair on their bodies, it's not filial! ”

Liu Qingsong gasped and stopped his mouth. He looked at Sang Chen in shock and couldn't help but be proud.

Sung Chen returned to his soul and was confused. “Dr. Liu, you haven't read a book and you've read a lot of books. Are you reading a book or not? ”

Liu Qingsong was exasperated. He didn't know that the rabbit's focus had never been the same as normal people, but all of a sudden the light flashed in his head and caressed his hand. "Go! Let's get out of here. ”

Say it, pull Sun Chen's big sleeve and go outside, walking and whispering, obviously counting Sun Chen as his own on the same front, “I decided to buy a gift for Valjen and then sincerely apologize. ”

This method is the most reliable Liu Qingsong can think of. In fact, Valjen is a direct person, and if she sincerely apologizes, she is likely to accept it.

The solution is a reliable one, but the key is that the people who do things are unreliable.

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Half an hour later.

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In the largest tea building in Jushui County, Liu Qingsong and Sangchen sat tearfully under the stage of the performance speech, and the master on stage was performing wonderfully.

“Speaking” is the judgment book. The judgment book in the general tea house is nothing short of a Buddhist story. However, there is something new in this gathering county. The story of "Jade Scratch Head" is the story of Han Wudi and Mrs. Li.

There is also a penetrating war in the book, chaotic wind and clouds, gentle bones, the most moving. Even countless people like Liu Qingsong admire people who write this book. It's fantastic!

Liu Qingsong is relatively more fond of gossip, such as historical secrets and private love stories, while Sung Chen is concentrated.

In this passage, when Goose Gate was closed to Huns, a young man named Qiliang showed off his family's bride to the generals. Liu Qingsong added tea to Xiao Er. As he stuffed a small snack in his mouth, he evaluated the contents of the story. "This Qiliang will surely die. ”

“Why?” Sung Chen was somewhat unhappy, because Qi Liang was a young man with a courageous plan. How could he die when he looked at the future?

Liu Qingsong didn't think he meant it. “Don't you read the book? From ancient times to the present, but whoever is handsome, affectionate, misses his wife on the road, or has an unfulfilled wish, will eventually die. ”

His voice went down, and the critic master on stage mourned the awesome news of Qi Liang's death. Tea customers under the stage suddenly shrugged and lamented, and even a sad tear was shed.

In one word, Sang Chen was stunned and half unresponsive.

Soon, the story returned to Lady Li of Han Wu Dynasty, and the two gathered together again to concentrate.

The stage was saying that Mrs. Li was seriously ill, and that Han Wudi had asked to see her many times, but Mrs. Li had refused her manners.

In the tea house, the light gradually gradually faded, the blazing sun gradually turned golden red, and the master of the middle book critique rested several times.

Ultimately, after Mrs. Li's death, Wu Di summoned Fong Shibu to recall her soul. He looked at the figure like Lady Li and wrote, "Is it evil? Is it not evil? It is too late to look forward. ”

Isn't that you? Stand up and watch, I'm anxious, why hasn't it come yet! Words cut off intestinal thoughts.

Liu Qingsong and Sung Chen are already in tears.

Sang Chen smeared his face with some shame. Liu Qingsong laughed. "Brother, we are all in love, in love! ”

Coming out of the tea building, it was already the beginning of the Hua lantern. The two people who were supposed to buy gifts drank a belly of tea and shed a few tears. They have been thrown behind their heads in the future.

Sang Chen was still immersed in the story, he shushed, "There is no greater distance between the yin and yang. ”

“Not at all.” Liu Qingsong answered.

Sang Chen cast an enquiring look, Liu Qingsong smiled obscurely, “The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but you stand in front of her, but she doesn't know that you love her. ”

Liu Qingsong said something to make Sang Chen's cheek red, whispering, "Lady Valen knows that I have expressed my heart for her. ”

Liu Qingsong continued lazily, “The farthest distance in the world is not that you stand in front of her, but she doesn't know that you love her. ”

“Brother Liu, why are you always conflicting?” Sang Chen frowned.

“It's that you love her, but she doesn't.” Liu Qingsong ignored him and continued, “The farthest distance in the world is not that you love her, but that she doesn't love you. It's that you love her and you're afraid of her. ”

Sun Chenton stopped, afraid, so he dared not approach, so he could only look at her from afar.

Liu Qingsong patted Sung Chen's shoulder deeply. “Brother, I'm not as good at learning as you, but emotionally, my brother is a visitor...”

“So are you?” Sang Chen stared brightly at Liu Qingsong as if he had found an alliance.

“I'm not like you.” Liu Qingsong looked up at the faint Emei Moon in the sky and said woefully, “I have never given birth to a monarch, and I am old... Alas, the woman I like, I can only take her to see the goldfish. ”

Sang Chen's face was confused. He didn't understand the words, but he did understand the first half of the poem, which probably means that he never met a woman he liked, and when someone he liked showed up, he was old.

Sounds very desolate, but Liu Qingsong is only 256 now, how can he be old? "Brother Liu was just growing up," he consoled. “It's not too old to wait 10 years. The woman will always grow up. ”

Liu Qingsong shook his head bitterly, sighing, “Laurie, is never going to grow up.” Even if it grows, there will be a new one.

“Is Laurie the woman Brother Liu adores?” Sung Chen didn't care what Liu Qingsong meant at all. She was shy. “It's still a beautiful name for a princess...”

Liu Qingsong opened his mouth. On the one hand, he was angry. On the other hand, he felt like he had forgotten something... about Valjen...

“Ah!” Liu Qingsong exclaimed, grabbing Sang Chen's sleeve. “Quick, see if there are any shops left open! We forgot to buy a present! ”

Sung Chen still had time to answer in the future, so he was pulled back.

The drums of the curfew have begun to sound, waiting to be knocked 500 times, and the street wanderers are going to hit the boards.

There was a panic, and Xiao Song spoke to her after the meal.

“Case closed?” Van asked.

Xiao Song faintly laughed, “It's not over yet. Although Robbell confessed to the murder, he refused to provide the process of the crime, and since he was arrested, he is not willing to cooperate, so he is still searching for evidence.” (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.)