The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Jing Li nodded and sniffed calmly.

Mr. Gu's breakfast this morning should be jujube cake. The sweet smell makes people want to eat a piece of sour radish immediately.

Jing Li thought and silently made a note in his mind: sweet taste can kill with poison.

Gu Shiwei didn't know what he was thinking, so she followed him into an alley with twists and turns. This alley was wide enough to accommodate three carriages traveling parallel to each other.There is a red-brown wooden sign hanging on the wall at the entrance of the alley, with the three characters "Songzi Soup" written on it.

Under the big characters, someone drew an arrow with charcoal, pointing to the alley.

Tang Shuhuai's grandfather was a master of gynecology in the palace, and he was obviously famous for "giving birth to children".

Gu Shiwei looked at it and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, if this son-giving soup was really effective, how could the official family only have two sons in total?Then you can't destroy the dog's head with eight treasures from one litter!

The Tang family's house is the first house on the right side of the alley. The door is open. There is a concierge in a hat sitting in front of the door with a table. He hears the footsteps and sings without raising his head, "See the doctor." The queue is three days away, please get the note first and come back according to the time."

As he spoke, he didn't hear a response. He raised his head and saw the Imperial City Secretary's robe, and stood up suddenly with excitement.

"Two...two adults? My master is in the palace today, not at home."

Jing Li crossed his arms and glanced at him, "I'm here to see your Erlang Tang Shuhuai."

"You are also here to look for Erlang?" The porter exclaimed when he heard this. He quickly put down the pen in his hand and led the two of them towards the house with sweat.

The Imperial City Secretary is here, what a big hole his idle Tang Erlang has dug in this day!
Too?Gu Shiwei had a bad premonition in his heart, and sure enough, he heard the familiar bleating sound from a distance.

In the small flower hall for reception, there were many people sitting in the crowd, but there was only one person standing and dancing up and down. Isn't it the Wu Jiang whom Jing Li said earlier that he had gone to open the coffin and perform an autopsy?

Gu Shiwei's eyelids twitched when he thought of Wu Jiang.

Taking a closer look, sure enough, this guy's shoes were covered in yellow mud as he paced around the house. He was so squeaking that he didn't even notice that he had trampled the clean floor that could reveal human figures into a mess.

Just take it seriously!

Just as Gu Shinwei was about to speak, he saw a handsome man sitting at the bottom wearing a begonia red embroidered robe, blushing and standing up.

He pinched his palms with his fingers and shouted unbearably, "I have a new pair of boots, how about giving them to Mr. Wu?"

As he spoke, he tied up his robe smoothly, then rolled up his sleeves and pulled out a piece of clean white cloth from somewhere. He stuck his buttocks out and began to mop the floor frantically.

Wu Jiang was nailed to the spot as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points. He stood on tiptoes. The wooden floor seemed to have barbs on it, which hurt his feet.

He reacted, took off his boots in a hurry, and stood aside sheepishly with both hands, like a quail.

When Gu Shiwei saw this scene, he just wanted to clap his hands and cheer.

What does it mean to order tofu with brine? One thing is reduced and the other is reduced!

Wu Jiang is standing there, he is a young talent, but once he starts to get excited, good guy... he is indiscriminately poisoning.

There was deathly silence in the flower hall, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of the Begonia Red man mopping the floor. A middle-aged man sitting nearby was the first to react, with a tremor in his voice, "Erlang, why are you so crazy? Stop mopping!" ! Censor Han, General Wu, please forgive me, my brother has been so crazy since he was a child..."

Not to mention such a big mud ball, anyone who drops a piece of rice while eating will go crazy.As he said this, he rushed over and grabbed Tang Shuhuai's arm, twisting it tightly, "Be patient, be patient, be patient..."

When Gu Shiwei heard this voice, his head buzzed, and his expression changed instantly.

This voice sounded so familiar, she had heard it before.

Gu Shiwei thought, no longer watching the show in front of the door, but walked straight in. She quickly glanced at the middle-aged man who was talking. He looked about 40 years old, and he was white and fat. Very amiable.

Judging from his words, he should be Tang Shuhuai's eldest brother.

"Han Yushi and Wu Tuiguan met again. I wonder if you guys got there first. Can you ask me one, two, three?"

When Wu Jiang saw Gu Shiwei, he instantly became excited. He waved the boots in his hands and shouted, "It's a matter of marriage. Brother Shi Yan said you would come soon. It's true. I just came back from an autopsy outside the city! We exchanged pleasantries when we came in." It’s time to burn incense, so I haven’t had time to ask questions yet.”

"You came just in time. What happened that night in Tang Shuhuai's time? Let me tell you the whole process of how you met Wang Quan. This time has not been long, and when I look at you, you look like me before, too busy to be idle. When a cat at home gives birth to puppies, it’s a huge shock and a day worth remembering.”

"If you encounter something like that in the coldest month of winter, you'll have to brag about it for at least a lifetime. Don't say you've forgotten it. Just say it!"

As he spoke, he looked at Tang Shuhuai, who had just learned that the soil was coffin soil, and wiped it even more crazily. He paused for a moment, and then said, "You don't even need to wipe the floor with your mouth. It doesn't affect what you said. If it doesn't work, I'll do it." Mop the floor, you do it.”

Hearing this, the Tang family's master called the servants at the door to come in and mop the floor, and twisted Tang Shuhuai up.

Tang Shuhuai glanced at the place, endured it again and again, and finally said, "I like to sing night songs, but my father does not allow me to practice them at home, so I often go to Yong'an River to sing in the dead of night. My wife Li Hua is good at it. Dong Xiao, accompany me."

"The water and grass in the Yong'an River are luxuriant, and willows are planted on the banks. At night, there are shadows, which makes it easier to sing emotionally. After we sang for a while, we saw someone walking over with a lantern. I recognized him and knew him. He is the shopkeeper Wang who sells the Four Treasures of the Study in Mingjing Lane."

"I saw him several times when I sang on Yong'an Bridge. When I first saw him, I thought my singing had attracted ghosts. But we never spoke."

Tang Shuhuai sighed as he spoke, "He was walking and suddenly fell straight to the right. When we came to our senses, we heard a thud. There was no one around at the time, so my wife and I hurriedly got off. The bridge went over to save people.”

"You have to go boating on the Yong'an River. There is no ice on the river. Madam lit the lantern for me. After I got into the water, the water was colder than I expected. It took me a while to touch Shopkeeper Wang. I remember it very clearly. He didn’t flutter his hands and feet at that time, nor did he call for help..."

"At that time, I felt very weird in my heart. How could someone fall into the water and be unconscious? It was like the Lord of Hell wanted him to die at this time."

"When I touched him, I wanted to drag him back, but I couldn't drag him back. I guess he was entangled in the water plants. But my water ability is average. Although I can swim well, I can't dive for a long time. I had to estimate the position under his body and grab it randomly a few times."

"I really caught something. It was a red rope with a walnut tied to it. I don't know who threw it into the river."

"After tearing this off, I dragged Wang Quan again, and this time it went smoothly...but unfortunately, he was out of breath after landing."

Going to the river to sing night songs in the middle of the night?Could this night song be what she thought? It was the kind of song that was specially sung in the mourning hall to make her nose burst into tears and make her whole body tremble when she heard it...

Good guy, Gu Shiwei finally understands why there are rumors that the Yong'an River is haunted.

"Walnuts? What walnuts?" Wu Jiang's words interrupted Gu Shiwei's thoughts.

Dear friends, this book will be on the shelves tomorrow, November 11st.I hope everyone can support the first order~Thank you everyone!