The punishment of the female imperial court

Chapter 46

To detoxify her mother, she had to turn to Mrs. Qi Guogong for help.

After that, the madam made an excuse to leave her mother as her companion, and Yu Qiansi knew that this was because the madam was worried that she was not a retainer of the royal family, but she held a high position and was highly valued by Wang Song.After all, the Duke of Qi's mansion is cooking with fire, and there are a lot of flowers outside, but it is in danger every step of the way, so we have to be extremely cautious.

But for her, it just happened to be smooth sailing.

The path I chose was too dangerous.

The Duke's Mansion is the best place to live without worrying about food and clothing and safety.

Wang Song looked at her hesitant appearance, sighed, and comforted him: "Don't make things difficult for yourself, I will always take care of you."

Yu Qiansi nodded heavily and smiled again: "Thank you, young master."

"Recently, I heard that there is a young man in the Northwest who is quite successful in deduction and divination, and is well-known far and wide. I was wondering if I need to check for you?"

Yu Qiansi shook her head without thinking.

He sneered and said, "Didn't you say that everyone died? I'm afraid it's just a coincidence. Besides, these have nothing to do with me."

Wang Song nodded slightly, and touched the purse in his sleeve, only to feel that the complicated lines on it were very thorny.

"There are a lot of people tonight, I'll take you home."

"Need not."

Yuqian refused without even thinking about it, as cold as him, and a little bit at a loss.

She quickly said, "I want to walk by myself."

"Okay," she understood her thoughts in an instant.He nodded and smiled softly, reminding him gently: "Drink less wine and rest earlier."

Seeing him expressing his little thoughts, his face, which was reddened by the hot air, was stained a little drunken.

It wasn't until Yu Qiansi's figure fell into the lake like a drop of water and became indistinguishable from the crowd for a long time, that Wang Song said to Yixiang, "Let's go."

Calm without waves, it seems that the lake has never had waves.

Yu Qiansi let the crowd lead her forward, let her thoughts fly, and walked aimlessly.

Gradually, the surrounding scenery became familiar, it was the lively market in front of the small courtyard she rented.

Seeing other people's family happy and happy, she felt a dull pain in her heart.

She wanted to yell that it was unfair, and questioned God, if there really was a god, why did she humiliate herself?

You can't see your relatives, you can't use your surname, and you can't go home if you have a family.

After closing her eyes and being in a trance for a moment, she raised a mocking smile and laughed at her lack of determination.

For such a trivial matter, he blames others, how can he go on in the future?
I ordered a jug of spirits and a few plates of side dishes, sat in the market, watched the people coming and going, the slight sorrow dissipated between my brows, and I was smiling, but there was no expression of emotion.

She became that invincible Jade Rakshasa again.

"What a coincidence, we met again."

Yu Qiansi looked up, and sure enough, it was Boyi again.

Boyi took a step ahead of her this time, leaning over with his long legs.

"Master Yu, we have met by chance three times today, isn't this fate?"

Yu Qiansi put down the wine cup, twitched the corners of her mouth, and said with a sneer, "Even if it's fate, it's evil fate."

No longer bothered to hide his impatience towards him, he asked, "What are you doing here?"

Bo Yi raised the plain flagon in his hand, and said, "I was planning to go back for a drink, and then I met you. It seems that I'm bothering Lord Yu?"

Yuqian glanced at him: as long as you know.

Unexpectedly, Boyi was not afraid at all, and with a big grin, he lifted the corner of his robe and sat beside her calmly.

"Since I disturbed Master Yu, I have to make amends. This pot of good wine should be regarded as an apology."

Yu Qiansi was speechless, and covered the wine glass in front of her with her hand: "Do you think I'm a drunkard?"

However, these angry words had no deterrent effect in front of a pot of strong wine that was about to bottom out, but rather coquettish.

Boyi saw that there seemed to be water in her eyes, shining with the candlelight, as if he had glimpsed the whole world in it.

"I heard from Zhixian Lin that you like to have a few drinks every time you solve a case."

Yuqiansi was already in a bad mood, but hearing this made her face even colder.

He really knew why he went to Pingkangfang this morning.

Standing up, he said, "I'm sorry, there are no cases today, and naturally there are no cases to solve, and there is no need to celebrate."

Seeing her getting up to leave, Boyi quickly tore open the mud seal.

Yu Qiansi, who just got up, froze in place.

The aroma of the wine is lingering, gurgling like a stream, as clear as the first snow, and mixed with a little bitterness of rosin, which is very unique.

Seeing that it was really effective, Bo Yi pretentiously dusted the bench and invited Yu Qiansi to take a seat, not forgetting to boast: "This is old wine from ten years ago, if I hadn't admired you, Mrs. Yu, I wouldn't want to part with it. "

Naturally, she didn't want to make things difficult with the good wine, and she didn't think about what she just said, so she sat down obediently, took the glass, smelled it, and tasted it, only to feel relaxed physically and mentally.

Sure enough, it is a good wine, it is indeed aged for ten years, only a little more.

Seeing her eyes closed and stretched, Boyi jumped for joy, and as if doing a magic trick, he took out a few packets of spicy food out of nowhere.

"Appetizers, Master Yu, try it?"

The stuff is wrapped in oil, and the chili oil has seeped out a little, which looks very delicious.

"Being liked by Master Yu is the blessing of this wine. Don't worry, I will make all your celebration wine in the future!"

Yu Qiansi was a little uncomfortable with his sudden attention, and when he heard him say "celebration wine", he felt that the words were harsh.

"This is not a celebration wine."

Boyi also realized that he had said the wrong thing.

After all, behind every case, the pain of different families is inevitably involved.

Yuqian swirled the wine in the glass, looking slightly tipsy.

"I drink because I want to find a feeling. I have experienced this feeling when I drank for the first time. It's a pity"

It's a pity that after that, no matter whether he was very drunk or slightly drunk, he never saw the person he was thinking of again.

But drinking has become a habit.She always thought that she must be not doing well enough, if she did better, maybe she would be able to see him.

Ask him, who killed him?Why do you want to leave your mother and yourself silently.

Yu Qiansi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, feeling bored.

She got up again and said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Uncle, for the good wine, but I won't need it in the future. This glass of wine should repay the bet between you and me. After that, I will return to the bridge and return to the road. I wish Mr. Uncle everything in the capital." Good luck, go home soon."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands and said, "There will be no future."

Then turned and left.

Boyi froze in place, bewildered.

Why does Yu Qiansi look so ethereal tonight?It's like a cloud that will disperse at any time.

He obviously refused to let go before, and insisted on asking why, why did he suddenly change his mind, and let go of his hands, unwilling to care anymore?

He gritted his teeth: what a fickle woman.

Immediately, he seemed to be overwhelmed with anger, and muttered: "You said there will be no date in the future, so will there be no date in the future?"

He didn't believe it anymore. After reading his message in Yuli Pavilion, she would hold back her curiosity and not find out the truth!

Holding the wine jar as if venting his anger, he drank a few mouthfuls before turning around and leaving.

*
Boyi's wine was really old and fine, but after a few sips, it almost made Yu Qiansi lose his composure after getting drunk.Barely holding on to get home, I fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the light fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. She sneezed and woke up, but she didn't realize that she was not on the bed, but was sitting and lying in a small dark compartment, and there was no movement outside.

She looked at the yellow talismans hanging in front of the dark compartment, and instantly realized where she was.

The next moment, she was standing in a circular attic.

A little girl's voice came from the dark cell, and she called tentatively: "Daddy, have you finished divination? Ah Si is so sleepy."

After all, he drilled out of the hidden compartment covered with yellow talismans.

I didn't know what I stepped on, and I was unsteady and fell to the ground on all fours.

"Ouch."

She let out an exaggerated cry of pain, and touched a bead. Was this the thing that threw her?
The little girl pursed her mouth and was very wronged, waiting for her father to help her up as usual, and comforted her gently.

But there was still no movement.

The little girl raised her head reluctantly, looked around, as if she couldn't see Yu Qiansi who was staring at her, her eyes passed her, and landed on the table in the middle of the room, but she was horrified by what she saw. Words are lost.

Yu Qiansi also stiffened her neck and turned her head to look over.

There is a person sitting behind the table, who should be the father that the little girl said.

The reason for saying "should" is that he has been burnt to the point of charred black, and his face cannot be discerned.

However, not to mention the whole room, around the table, even the paper spread on the table, there is no trace of the flame being rolled.

The corpse in front of him seemed to have been swallowed by the flames with eyes, without hurting others at all.

Could this be the punishment from the gods that the clan uncle mentioned when he threatened her?
Thinking of this, the little girl's hair stood on end, she got up and wanted to see clearly, but her body retreated uncontrollably towards the door.

But Yu Qiansi at the side stepped forward quickly, knelt down in front of the table, and examined it carefully.

The two missed each other, and their figures overlapped for a moment.But the little girl didn't notice it at all, and there was only shock in her mind.

Dad died and was burned to death.
No, no!
This must not be Daddy.

She retreated to the door, wanting to escape here, to find her mother, to find her father.

Kemen didn't move at all.

She remembered that when Dad brought her in, he locked the door from the house, and the only key was with him.

But she didn't dare to get close to it, and she didn't dare to take it.

As if that was the only way, that scorched corpse had nothing to do with his father.

There were one after another shouts and harmony outside the door, presumably it was the lights on the forbidden building that attracted the attention of others.

The shadows of the lights were flickering, as if many people were coming here.

Yuqiansi also heard voices from outside, and she knew that time was running out.

She carefully scanned the table, the copper basin, and the corpse, but the more she tried to see clearly, the more blurred her vision became, and her heart became flustered.

The little girl by the door was also very flustered. She suddenly remembered her father's instructions before she suddenly fell asleep in a daze: "Si, you stay in this dark cell well, and you have to leave before my divination is over. If you wait later When you hear a strange sound, press this gossip map, and you can leave directly from here. This dark cell is the only way out of this room except for the door. Remember, I will bring you to divination and fortune. Don't mention it to anyone, including your mother."

The little girl bit her lower lip, and retreated towards the dark space with tears in her eyes.

Seeing that she was going to leave, Yu Qiansi reached out to grab her in vain: "Don't go!"

don't go!Wait, wait, let me see here again.

But just like before, the little girl went straight through her outstretched arm, climbed back to the secret compartment, pressed the eight trigrams map, and a slope appeared, sending her out of the attic.

The little girl couldn't believe what she had just seen until she fell to the bottom of the dry well.

Sitting blankly, maintaining the posture of falling.

In the dry well, falling snowflakes swirled and swirled.

Only a Buddhist bead with strange engravings in her hand was embedded in her palm, reminding her all the time that everything just now was not a dream.

And Yu Qiansi, who was still in the secret room, realized something in the sudden silence of the girl's departure, and finally couldn't help but want to reach out to touch the corpse, but like fishing for a moon in the water, she couldn't touch it no matter what. .

Everything turned into fly ash at the fingertips, and Yu Qiansi woke up from the dream.

Outside the window, there was thunder and thunder, and it was raining heavily.

This year's spring rain came earlier than in previous years.

*
After the night rain disturbed the dream, it left silently, leaving only the new greenery and the fresh spring of the city.

Before Mao's time, Yuqiansi had arrived at the gate of Yuli Pavilion.

Today coincided with Xiu Mu, and somehow she wandered here.

Everything that happened last night was like the branches and leaves in late autumn.

She couldn't tell how much she remembered, but it wasn't all in vain.

Half a piece of ashes in the copper basin, the eight-character command in gold letters on purple paper on the table, and a drop of bright red blood on it.

I can't remember how long I haven't had this dream.Over the years, traveling around with my mother, and then following the young master, those fragments deep in my memory are like trade winds.When you want to catch it, you can't catch it. When you don't want to, it suddenly disturbs your heart.

She remembered that the last time she dreamed of this scene was the wine in the broken bowl of the old beggar who was drunk on the street.

Boyi's wine is really good, maybe if she drinks more next time, she will be able to think of more.

But that's all there is to it.

She remembered that she had let go yesterday, she did not want to pursue his details, and hoped that he could do it on his own.

From now on, you will never be able to drink yesterday's old wine again.

As soon as the steward saw Yu Qiansi standing in front of the door in a daze, he said hello.

He cupped his hands and said, "Master, a new visitor came yesterday, do you want to see it?"

For some reason, Yu Qiansi thought of Boyi whom she had met at Yinlong Temple yesterday, and the mellow aroma of fine wine lingered over her again.

She couldn't help being curious: "Well, let me see."

The steward led her back to Yuli Pavilion, and handed her a blue silk bag to Yuqiansi.

According to the rules of the Yuli Pavilion, there should be a Buddhist lottery, a Buddhist bead, and a piece of paper written by Master Jikong after knowing what the sufferer is asking for, and considering whether it is suitable for Xunyuli Pavilion to solve.

As soon as Yuqiansi opened the bag, she saw the bead.

The whole person suddenly fell into a frozen lake, sinking continuously.

Steward Yang has been working here since the opening of Yuli Pavilion, and witnessed the process of Yuli Pavilion from being unknown to becoming famous all over the world.I also witnessed how countless unsolved questions were resolved in the hands of Yu Qiansi by coincidence.I have even witnessed that when she joined the Judiciary, she fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, and was pointed at her nose and scolded as a "running dog" but she smiled calmly and calmly.

But today, he was also a little flustered. When did his boss behave like this?

His face was pale and his shoulders trembled slightly.

What exactly happened here?
Busily handing over a cup of hot tea, he said with concern: "Master, you."

"Uncle Yang, this person! Who is this person? I want to see him! Immediately, immediately!"

Yu Qiansi held the hot tea in her hands, but the heat could not spread to her whole body.

While waiting for Steward Yang to find the sufferer, she still held the silk bag in her hands in disbelief, as if the thing would disappear if she let go.

In the dream last night, she had only seen similar beads, and today they suddenly appeared here.

Obviously Chen Qing was in the bag, but she had a pale face and didn't dare to take a look inside, for fear that everything was just a dream.

My head was in a mess, and I didn't bother to think about whether this was a trap.

Fragments of yesterday's broken old dreams occasionally flashed before my eyes.

She looked down and saw that her left hand, which was holding something, was trembling uncontrollably, and she pressed her right hand firmly on top of her left hand, pressing down hard.

That strength also seemed to have made up his mind.

——Whether it’s a trap or not, I’m determined to take this path!

　Thanks to: Asuka Ren Kongtian, Yang 1113, Yishu Chunqiu°, Jiushu Remnant Flower, Naraku Biwan, Yuche Meihua for the recommendation tickets~
　　


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