Daming female forensic doctor

Chapter 124 Duke Cao’s servants
"Which Shen family are you looking for?" Zhao Er was curious and stepped forward to ask.

"The Shen family who rents a house to live in."

"Do you want to rent a house?"

"No, we are looking for someone. My young master has an old friend, and his servants rent in the Shen family's house. We have something urgent to find her."

It was originally said that they were old friends, but it was just made up by Jian Qing, but in the end, the other party actually got along with them and started a relationship.

"Please come with me!" Zhao Er said.

Zhao Er brought the three masters and servants of Kaizhong over. When he saw Jian Qing, Zhao Er said, "That's her. Let's talk first!"

Kaizhong hurriedly took out the manuscript and asked Jian Qing, "Excuse me, was it you who sent this manuscript to my home?"

Jian Qing took it and took a look, nodded, pointed to the stool, "Please sit down and talk!"

Kaizhong was not polite and breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he think of introducing himself, "I am Kaizhong, I believe you already know."

"Yes, I am Jian Qing."

"Your master's name is Cao Mengruan. To be honest, I don't know him. Although I don't know why you came to me with this manuscript and why? Now I solemnly request that if you have the full manuscript, No matter how much money you want, I’ll give it to you.”

Jian Qing could not shamelessly sell Cao Xueqin's manuscript for money. She took the manuscript and threw it directly into the furnace. Regardless of Kaizhong's murderous look, she said calmly, "I didn't write the manuscript. I have no qualifications to sell it." Money. You didn’t write the manuscript. Did you buy it and prepare to sign it yourself?”

"How would you like?"

Jian Qing said unceremoniously, "I believe you must have copied a copy. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you use those manuscripts to cheat, I will definitely have a way to ruin your reputation."

Kaizhong turned his head away in shame.

"If the young master thinks that the story is good, I suggest that if the young master devotes himself to studying knowledge, one day he will be able to write a work that can be openly signed with his own name. Although it is not as good as "The Story of the Stone", it can still be passed down through the ages. Praise the world."

Kaizhong came out of Jian Qing's room and walked along while enjoying the cool breeze. He suddenly realized that he had never thought about what to do with this manuscript, so why was Jian Qing talking about it so much that he couldn't hold his head up?

If Jian Qingruo was just a servant of Mr. Cao Mengruan, where did the righteous words she spoke to him and the contempt in her eyes come from?

What kind of family is the Cao family? How come there is a servant like Jian Qing who doesn't look like a servant at all?
After Kaizhong left, Zhao Er and the Meng brothers and sisters came out of the house. Zhao Er complained to Jian Qing, "What on earth did you do? You tricked Kaizhong into coming here, and then you didn't do anything. You just bombarded him with a few words." Go, be careful, he will never ignore you again, and you will have to find another way to get in touch with him, but it will not be as easy as now."

"He will come again."

Kaizhong asked Guo Tong to go back quickly, "Bring back the manuscript I left with the Third Young Mistress. I will use it tomorrow morning."

Early the next morning, Zhao Er opened the door, and there were three masters and servants standing at the door. Among them, Guo Tong's eyebrows were frozen and his lips were blue and purple. It looked like he had come back on horseback all night. In this ice and snow, it was extremely difficult to ride on horseback. What a bitter thing, Zhao Er hurriedly welcomed the people in. While setting up the brazier, he called Meng Shan to get up and go buy breakfast and come back to eat.

Seven people gathered around the table for breakfast, porridge, steamed buns, tofu bread and fried dough sticks. Jian Qing was sweating all over from eating.

Kaizhong was polite. After finishing eating, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and washed his hands. Then he took out the manuscript from his arms, showed it to Jian Qing, then threw it into the brazier with a raised hand, "Jian Wu, I take this manuscript as its author." I burned it in front of you, and I don’t care what your purpose is in approaching me. Now, can you tell me the origin of "The Story of the Stone"?"

"The origin of "The Story of the Stone" is all written in this name. When I came from Lingqiu, Shanxi, I heard about Cao Mengruan in Jinan Prefecture, Shandong, and said that he was from Jinling City. Now, you also Understood, my identity is that of a coward, not a servant of the Cao family. My purpose of approaching you is also very clear, which is to deal with an old case from 13 years ago. The Minister of Punishment at that time was your father, and I wanted to ask your father something. I don’t have any connections, so I naturally want to take you for a ride.”

Kaizhong shook his head, "My father said that after he became an official, he only wanted to entertain his grandson. He didn't even think about asking about the affairs of the court. Please forgive me for not being able to help."

Kaizhong refused to give up, "There is no such person as Cao Mengruan in Jinling City. Maybe his alias is unknown. I wonder if Jian Wuzuo can tell me about the opportunity to obtain this manuscript. Maybe I can follow the clues and find this gentleman?"

"This book is about the rise and fall of a big family. Just as it is sung in the song 'Good Song', the humble room was empty, the bed was full of wats, and the grass and poplars were withered. It was once a singing and dancing place." Jian Qing said, " I can't tell you how this opportunity came about, but I can finally give you the lyrics of the song "Wang Ningmei". However, anytime you introduce "Wang Ningmei" to others, you must include it. Bring Mr. Cao’s name!”

"I obey!" Afraid that Jian Qing wouldn't believe it, Kaizhong stood up and raised his two fingers to swear, but Jian Qing didn't stop him.After he finished swearing, Jian Qing took out a manuscript from his arms. It was "Wang Ning Mei" on it, and it felt like he had found a treasure.

On the [-]th, early in the morning, Kaizhong came to call Jian Qing, "Jian Wuzuo, the wintersweet in Zijin Temple is in bloom very well. Several of my close friends have made an appointment to go to enjoy the plum blossoms together. If Jian Wuzuo is free, can you please Come with us?”

"Okay!" Jian Qing was waiting for this moment.

She took Zhao Er and the Meng Shan brothers and sisters to the Zijin Temple. Worried about the cold weather, Jian Qing put on the blue ground Ruyi Cloud Python woven gold satin Black Cloud Leopard cloak, which was made of sheepskin that was not very good at keeping out the cold. jacket.

Jian Qing did not expect that the second master of the Lu family, Lu Jiheng, and the prince of Wu'an, Tang Chuanli, would also come. There were two other noble princes in the capital. Kaizhong introduced, "This is the prince of England, Wei Suba, and the prince of Yingchuan." Pay the concession.”

Jian Qing met the four people. She was very polite and thoughtful. Although she was young and in a low position, because she was named by the emperor, some of these nobles did not dare to offend her, and some did not dare to offend her.

"This is the Jian Qing Jian Wu composer I told you about who gave me "Wang Ning Mei"." Kaizhong explained the purpose of inviting her, "The second young lady of the British government composed the music of "Wang Ning Mei". We invited Liu Qingshan from Qinhuai River to sing it a cappella, and we would like to ask you to review it together."

Fu Rang interjected from the side and asked, "Shouzhong, I heard that your sister is going to be hired by King Yan as his princess. Congratulations!"

Wei Subaru, courtesy name Shouzhong, was the eldest son of British Duke Wei Da.His eldest sister, Dawei, was the concubine of the former crown prince Zhao Bang and the biological mother of Zhao Yingwen.

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