The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Chapter 315

Leave the investigation into the origin and whereabouts of Afrong in the broken temple to the capital of Jingqi. Even if we find out the results, most of them will be gone. After all, how many people in the world dare not talk their heads on their belts like Wei Zheng!

The two gentlemen spoke for a while. Almost noon, the inner servant gently reminded Li Shimin, "I won't leave you for lunch. Newlywed oars need to be cherished. ”

He had a slight tone in his tone and a more friendly smile. Xiao Song knew that this smile must have reminded him of the queen of the eldest grandson, rather than being kind to him, because he had not made a clear statement. Instead, he said comfort and overstepped. He simply said thank you in haste to say goodbye.

Li Shimin watched Xiao Song Dabao leave and couldn't help but laugh at the servant. "This boy is in such a hurry. ”

The servant laughed, “Lord Xiao was only newly married on the second day. Naturally, he loved his wife very much. ”

Li Shimin sighed and his emotions were obviously lowered. He muttered, "I don't know if my Guanyin is okay now, and I don't know if I have any thoughts...”

Guanyin, a small word for the queen of the eldest grandchildren. Li Shimin Tang Generation of the English princess, one sentence to the end, there was a glittering tear in his eyes.

“Her mother was deeply in love with Her Majesty. She must always remember you. The slave remembered that when you drove the royal family, she missed whether Her Majesty could eat and wear warmth.” The waiter also lifted his sleeve and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

As the king of a country, Li Shimin's royal kinship, in general, there is absolutely no problem with warmth. The domestic servants say this because they know that at this moment, Li Shimin misses a wife, not a queen.

“Guanyin has been gone for a year and nine months.” Li Shimin Dao.

Inner waiter saw him gloomy and rushed to change the subject, “Your Majesty, it is time for lunch. If the mother knew that the slave did not remind His Majesty to eat on time, she would blame the slave. ”

“Let's go see Jinyang first.” Li Shimin wanted to get up, and the inner waiter rushed forward to help him, but he raised his hand to stop him, "You don't have to follow me, I want to be alone. ”

Li Shimin was in a bad mood, and the inner servant did not dare to persuade him more. He had to step aside quietly and watch him go out alone with infinite loneliness.

It's a sunny day outside, with some fading petals in the wind in late March, a hint of impending corruption.

Xiao Song walked out of the palace gate, rushed back to the house, threw the horse whip in his hand to the page in the inner gate, and walked inward, "Where's Madam? ”

“I just saw Madame in the kitchen.” The paperman replied respectfully.

Xiao Song is in a great mood for a turning kitchen.

Just through the arch, you can smell the strong flesh. Outside the kitchen, a dry servant stood silently at the door, some curious to stretch his neck and look into the house, but no one dared to make a sound.

“Mr. Lang.” A woman discovered Xiao Song and hurried to bend her knees.

Seeing that the other waiters were about to make a noise, Xiao Songwei raised his hand, stopped them and walked into the kitchen lightly.

The noon light passes through the thin tall paper on the window, leaving a brilliant spot of light on the face. She was wearing a very normal warm purple narrow sleeve skirt, such as satin ink hair that casually grabbed a low hairpin with a peach wood carved peach blossom and a few scattered hairpins dripping from her forehead. As she chopped her vegetables, she had no powder on her face.

Xiao Song's eyes fell on Valen's hands, her cuffs slightly curled up, revealing a clear white arm, the slim jade fingered translucent fish meat and quickly turned it into thin pieces.

The steaming hot air in the pan next to her pinned her face like a fairy.

Xiao Song suddenly remembered the phrase: wash out the lead hua in vegetarian form, wash your hands to make soup for Jun.

“Back?” Valjen had long found him standing at the door, asking randomly, turning to him until he had finished cutting the last piece.

“Newlywed, why did you cook?” Xiao Songxiao walked in.

Valjen stared at him and said, "You're not getting married, you're cooking? ”

Xiao Song knew that Van Yan was deliberately picking on him for speech sickness, hey hey smile, “Where, Madame cooking is a reward for me, indicating that last night's efforts were not in vain. ”

Xiao Song's last sentence leaned against her ear and said softly, "I found you and Liu Qingsong are really rats. ”

Xiao Song was also not upset. When he saw Van Yan continue to prepare ingredients, he wandered around her, making fun of her from time to time.

“Xiao Xiao Zhi, you don't want to eat dinner! Get out of here. Don't mess me up here.” Valjen disobeyed the way.

……

“Yo, someone got married for two days and got dumped!” Liu Qingsong sounded happy and happy at the door.

Van Yan had a headache when he heard Liu Qingsong's voice. Even more annoying was that he was still a ghost all the time. He didn't know when to suddenly come down. Moreover, she deeply suspected that Liu Qingsong had deliberately chosen to come to the meal, and had deliberately rubbed the meal.

Xiao Song saw Liu Qingsong, his face naturally became a lot more serious. He coughed softly and walked out, “What are you doing here? ”

Liu Qingsong copied his hand and smiled hip-hop. “Jiulong, if you say that, you'll hurt people. If you're okay, can't you come and see me? ”

Liu Qingsong used to follow Xiao Song to eat and drink, I didn't expect to be thrown out this time and never come back. The newlyweds are always difficult to come to disturb. Of course, in the character of Liu Qingsong, I would not be ashamed at all, but I am afraid of being taught by Mrs..

Xiao Song's tone also softened a bit, walking down the road, “Where do you live now? ”

Liu Qingsong immediately seized the opportunity to complain about the water, "Alas! Forget it, I live in Sang Qiyuan's house. During the day, a group of waitresses blocked the door. In the courtyard, we lived together in the courtyard. It's really dangerous. At night, Sang Qiyuan won't let me play chess with him. He's a national player. Can I play with him? I kind of found out that this man is pure and dark inside. He approached me not to make friends with me, but because you robbed his heart, he hated his heart, so he crushed your brother inhumanely! ”

Xiao Song listened to his anger filled with generosity and exhilaration. Half a dozen words were faint, "Are you done? ”

Xiao Song spent a lot of time with Sung Chen. Since the beginning, Xiao Song has used Sung Chen as an opponent. How can he not understand the details and spleen of Sung Chen?

As Liu Qingsong said before, genius, must be very retarded in some ways. Xiao Song still appreciates Sang Chen's character.

“If you go to East City and yell that out and come back alive, I'll let you move back in.” Xiao Song knelt in the garden gazebo.

Liu Qingsong squatted on the felt and looked at him with grudge. "Vicious. ”

“Hmm?” Xiao Songwei frowned. This expression, though modest, was quite threatening.

Liu Qingsong immediately took a righteous sitting, straightened up, upright and polite, "Jiulong, you robbed his woman, inserted a knife for both sides of the brothers, it is still incumbent on you to pay for it! I decided that no matter what cruel means he abused me, I would never retreat, never resist, and I would instil him with an inclusive heart..."

A waiter came in to serve tea. Xiao Song picked up the tea cup and couldn't help interrupting him. "I don't have time to listen to your bullshit. ”

“I'm just asking you when you're going home.” Liu Qingsong's face flew fast. He immediately put away the excitement of his full face, squeezed his elongated neck, and closed his sleeves to ask from the good.

“At the beginning of May, if you can't get out, you'll have to let Yan go first. Or consult with the family, and on August 15th, the bride will re-sacrifice the ancestors.” Xiao Songdao.

Normally, the Ministry of Criminal Justice does not need to work on him. Most of the major cases that occur in the land of Jingqi are also under the control of the Da Lisi Temple. The local authorities must wait for the documents approved by the Ministry of Criminal Justice to be issued before executing the death penalty. The death penalty files sent in various places can be approved within three months. Sometimes the number of cases is particularly large, and they will accumulate to the end of the year. Therefore, if they cannot be returned within March of that year, they must be approved at the end of the year. Whether this year or the following year, the execution season is basically concentrated in the autumn, so there is also the phrase "ask after autumn”. Xiao Song has been busy all year, only a few days in early spring and autumn to catch his breath.

“I was at the old lady's yesterday, saying it was Shiro and Xiro who came to Chang 'an, right on the way.” Liu Qingloose scratched his thighs and beat up a huge arrogance. “I'll have to interrupt you then. ”

“What are they doing here? Join us next spring?” Xiao Song frowned slightly. Because this year's science campaign was completed in February.

Liu Qingsong put his mouth aside, “What else can they do? The tribe has kept them until now. I think they will definitely get the 3A before next year. ”

“They must be going to the state jail, and you might be bothered by that.” Xiao Song's lips bent.

Liu Qingsong glanced, also reacted. Sang Chen is the idol of thousands of candidates. When he deserves to be a “kao god”, Yu Shinan's years are high. He has long refused to visit the gentleman, let alone send the article to him. The other Confucian threshold is too high. Only Sang Chen better get close, he can say a good word, and there is a way out.

And Shiro Xiao, is the woman's son.

“She dared to put her son in my sight.” Xiao Song leaned lazily on the back of a round-waisted mustache bed with a faint smile on his face. He met the first two wives, a newlywed, a corpse when he met them, saying that it was impossible to have any feelings, at best a sense of responsibility, and that he felt a loud slap.

Vengeance is about revenge, and more about preventing her from doing it to Valjen.

“Do you think she sent her son here this time to show weakness or provocation?” Liu Qingsong doesn't want to become cannon ash, understand the situation, can avoid avoidance, can't avoid, prevent prevention.

“Whether it was weakness or provocation, I had no reason to keep her.” Xiao Song slowed down. Xiao Song was never a virtuous generation and would not give the enemy the opportunity to turn back to shore. If he dared to do so, he would have to bear the consequences. But everything was discussed, mainly depending on the pros and cons of the situation and his mood.

“Lang Jun, Dr. Liu, lunch is ready, I don't know where to eat?” A waiter came and asked.

“It's so nice to have a daughter-in-law. Open your mouth.” Liu Qingsong twitched.

This happened to make Xiao Song's itch, so Xiao Song got up in a good mood and said, "Go to the hall.” (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.)