Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 622 Xianyu's Gift for Dad

When Fu Jiuqu was still in the womb of the eldest princess, the son-in-law went south to Yangzhou, so he never saw his biological father.

Liu Fulai understood that he wanted him to identify the corpse, so he clasped his hands together and bowed, then walked over tremblingly.

Fu Jiuqu turned his back and did not go to see her.

"His!"

Liu Fulai gasped, Fu Jiuqu immediately turned cold, "How?"

"I'm a villain, I'm a little surprised that the son-in-law looks like this..."

Liu Fulai was frightened by the mummy in the coffin.

The corpse was spooky, with tidy hair, eyelashes and beard clearly visible, but the color of the exposed skin had already changed, only the outline of the face was still distinguishable...

Liu Fulai was a little weak-footed, took a look and quickly covered his face with his sleeves.

"Jun Wang, there is no doubt that the coffin is the son-in-law."

Fu Jiuqu's heart sank suddenly.

Before Liu Fu came, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, which dissipated in an instant.

"I see, Uncle Liu. I'm sorry!"

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When Fu Jiuqu entered Tianshui Pavilion, Xin Yi was holding Xianyu and sitting on a rocking chair in the garden, San Nian and Er Nian were lying on the edge of the stone table beside her, happily playing backgammon, Xing Yuan and Tao Yu were watching the two A boy weeds.

On the vegetable field in the corner, the princess's precious tomatoes and peppers were planted.

The autumn wind was pleasant, Xiao Xianyu was sleeping soundly in her mother's arms, Xin Yi's eyes were slightly closed, and she leaned comfortably on the soft cushion, letting the rocking chair sway.

Er Nian and San Nian saw Fu Jiuqu approaching, with surprise in their eyes, they were about to speak out.

"Shh!" Fu Jiuqu shook his head as a signal, and laid hands on them to sit back.

The two children covered their mouths suddenly, pointed at Xin Yi, and made faces at Fu Jiuqu.

Fu Jiuqu smiled, picked a light pink Shengchun flower on the flower stand, and gently inserted it on Xin Yi's hair.

Xin Yi opened his eyes and yawned, "You're back?"

Fu Jiuqu smiled, "I woke you up?"

"No." Xin Yi blinked and smiled playfully, "I've noticed since you walked into the garden."

"Then you don't open your eyes?"

"I want brother Jiu to see Sleeping Beauty..."

Fu Jiuqu chuckled and narrowed his eyes to look at her.

The little lady's skin was like snow, and her pretty face was set off by the spring flowers. She was soft and serene, and her lips were as red as vermilion. If there were not several maids in the garden, he wished he could hold the two of them in his arms and love them a lot.

Fu Jiuqu said: "Don't say that the wind is cool, don't say autumn colors, don't say that a lady is more beautiful than a flower..."

Xin Yi tilted his head, stuffed Xianyu in his arms to him, and stretched, "Did you take Uncle Liu to Mill Lane?"

Fu Jiuqu looked down at the son in his arms and hummed.

Xin Yi looked at her slightly gloomy expression, "How to say?"

Fu Jiuqu chuckled, with a lazy expression as usual, "When the case is over, I'll find a good day to bury him well, and I've done my duty."

Xin Yi caressed the back of his hand and smiled slightly, "Don't be sad. We can't choose our origin, and we can't choose our parents, so we don't have to bear too much for it."

Fu Jiuqu didn't know what to think, and suddenly looked up at her.

"My lady's words are wrong. If the system you mentioned exists and the world is determined by human hands, then you people can choose to be born, choose your parents, choose your life..."

In a sense, this statement is valid.Choosing a character is choosing a life, and the purpose of digital games is to get rid of reality and live a virtual life you like, which is a beautiful fantasy of modern people.But hearing these words from brother Jiu's mouth, it was inexplicably sour.

He is an ancient man, and he is different from Eleven. This kind of cognition often makes him lonely.

Xin Yi held the sling of the rocking chair, put his feet on the ground, and shook it gently.

"At this time, I'm going to use the Buddha's words again. Everything is like the Dharma, like a dream..."

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her, tapped his fingers lightly on Xianyu's body, and there was a faint smile in his voice.

"I'm worried about eleven. I was just thinking, since he can choose, Gao Minglou has more autonomy. Why doesn't he become the emperor or a powerful minister, but only the son of the prime minister?"

Xin Yi had never thought about this question before.

Unexpectedly, Brother Jiu, who doesn't understand the rules at all, discovered the mystery.

If Gao Minglou is his younger brother, Gao Yue, then in terms of plot logic, Yu Du's role is the most suitable for him.But what he obviously hates the most is becoming an illegitimate child who can't see the light again, and he will never agree.So, why didn't you choose the emperor and the powerful ministers, but chose the son of Xiangguo, who traveled thousands of miles from Dali to Bianjing to carry out the revenge plan?
She thought about it, "There is only one answer: he has no choice, he cannot choose."

When Fu Erdai was around, he would occasionally talk to Xin Yi about the mother machine system, and its intelligence often made Xin Yi speechless.At that time, Fu Erdai called and scolded it every day.However, is it true that, as Fu Erdai said, the mother machine has betrayed, or is it out of control?

Xin Yi suddenly felt a little scared.

The mother machine is there, always has been.It controls it all from start to finish.

Fu Jiuqu took out the purse from his arms and handed it to Xin Yi.

"Back to you."

There was a small seal in the purse, and Xin Yi thought of how jealous he looked that day, so he didn't pick it up.

"It's useless for me to take it. You just leave it."

Fu Jiuqu said, "I'm done using it up, and I will return it to the original owner."

Xin Yi didn't know what he was doing with Xiaoyin, so he slowly shook it twice, and seeing that his expression was the same, he brought the purse over.

"Nong Zhigao's seal is in Gao Minglou's hands. At that time, I took it for granted that he was Nong Zhigao... Thinking about it now, we were wrong at the beginning."

Fu Jiuqu looked at her and raised his eyebrows, "What do you think about Eleven now?"

Xin Yi: "The Nong Zhigao we first met in Lingnan was just Nong Zhigao. The mutation happened when we were in danger in the jungle and I was rescued by Gao Minglou..."

When returning to reality, Xin Yi once carefully looked through the character files of Bianjing Fu. From the main line to the dominance, many of the characters with names and surnames are small characters, including Wang Dabutcher who sells pork. They are all recorded in the book, but There is absolutely no one named Gaominglou.

Therefore, she deduced that Gao Minglou was generated by the system out of thin air during that period, and existed by applying some parameters of Nong Zhigao...

Fu Erdai said that the system is dominated by his consciousness, so how to explain this?
Xin Yi was puzzled.

It's a pity that I couldn't get the answer from Brother Jiu, and the person who knew the answer was separated by time and space.

"That's all. Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, you can do whatever you want."

Xin Yi shook the rocking chair even more, his eyes drifted away.

"Ninth brother, you put Xianyu on the small bed, come over and shake it for me."

Fu Jiuqu didn't respond, Xin Yi looked sideways and found that his expression was a little strange.

Xin Yi asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Jiuqu frowned, "Xianyu pissed..."

The little guy was still sleeping soundly in his father's arms, not knowing what he had done.The diapers are a bit flimsy.It doesn't matter if Xianyu urinates, if people mistakenly think that the county king urinates, then something bad will happen...

"Don't you always say that your son doesn't want to get close to you? Look, how filial is this gift?"

Xin Yi teased in a low voice, and got down from the rocking chair, "Go, you hold your son, I will cover you and go back to the house..."

Fu Jiuqu's body was stiff, and she pushed her into the house.

"Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu!"

Er Nian and San Nian pushed away the chess pieces and ran towards them.

"I'll hug the little fish, I'll hug the little fish."

Fu Jiuqu: "Impossible. My brother is fast asleep, so he should cry again when he wakes up."

Seeing Fu Jiuqu's serious appearance, Xin Yi laughed secretly.

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Since the injustice bones of Tuofengling were transported back to Yangzhou, those Yangzhou people who had always succumbed to the authority and swallowed their anger all went to the government to sue for grievances.The officials involved range from the general judge Ge Yong to the officials of the yamen.

This wealthy place in the south of the Yangtze River has long been riddled with fish and meat, which is distressing.

Fu Jiuqu made up his mind to scrape the bones to heal his wounds, and set up an anonymous post office in the yamen. If the common people had a grievance, they could submit their complaints anonymously, and a special person would collect them every day and organize them into a book.Unexpectedly, there were as many as [-] pieces in just a short period of time. Even if some people who cheated and caused trouble were excluded, the number was still quite impressive...

Bianjing has no will, but Fu Jiuqu never neglects.

He expedited the list of criminal files for six hundred miles, and delivered them to Bianjing one by one.

Entering September, news from Bianjing came one after another, but they were all official documents, which didn't matter much.Officials did not respond to Fu Jiuqu's charges.

The days of high autumn air are busy and quiet.

In the middle of the month, when Shen Guangdong came to the mansion, there was news of Shopkeeper Qiu.

"There is a secret letter from Bianjing. The officials say that the case in Yangzhou is complicated, and the Guangling County King is alone. The imperial court is going to send imperial envoys to Yangzhou to assist the County King in handling the case..."

That small foot shop is the secret information point of the Imperial City Division, and it is time-sensitive.

As soon as they got the news, they passed it on, so it is not known who the imperial court will send to Yangzhou.

(End of this chapter)