Concubine

Chapter 11
Although it has been a long time since he returned to the Ming Dynasty, Yang Qiuchi has not recovered from the novelty of traveling through time and space to the Ming Dynasty. It wasn't when there was a feast to eat Hesai, in the midst of depression, the waiter sent some guests out from the inn, and saw Yang Qiuchi and Song Yuner walking together, there was no quarrel, and Song Yuner didn't look like she was going to make trouble, Immediately beamed with joy and waved to him.

Yang Qiuchi gave him a hard look, feeling angry that he ran away just now and didn't testify for himself. Fortunately, this matter has been resolved, and he has earned a few taels of silver out of thin air. As a last resort, he stopped and said to Lei Butou and the others: "Please wait a moment, I will leave after a few words."

Song Yuner said: "You are really troublesome, hurry up!"

Yang Qiuchi nodded, turned around and walked over.

The waiter went up to him and smiled: "Are you all right, I..."

Yang Qiuchi waved his hand: "It's okay, what did you ask me to do? I still have things to do."

They rewarded me with so much money, but I slipped away at the critical moment, which made the waiter a little embarrassed: "That's good! That's good!" Suddenly remembered something, "The guest officer hasn't eaten yet, right? I'll get you two Cage buns to go!"

Before Yang Qiuchi could speak, the waiter had already turned around and entered the inn. After a while, he took out a large bag of steaming meat buns wrapped in a white paper bag, and handed it to Yang Qiuchi: "Here you are! Eat it while it's hot, just out of the cage. , it's fragrant!"

Smelling the aroma of the meat buns, Yang Qiuchi almost salivated, took it with his left hand, put his right hand into the paper bag, grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth.Sure enough, the skin is thin, the taste is delicious, and the mouth is full of oil when you bite it.While eating, she said: "It's so delicious! It's so delicious!" Turning around, she handed the paper bag to Song Yuner and the others: "You guys also eat two, it's delicious!" Song Yuner didn't like the food in this small inn. Turn your head and ignore it.The others also shook their heads to express their disapproval.

Yang Qiuchi didn't force it, took out a meat bun and threw it to the little black dog who was following him closely.The little black dog let out a low cry, nimbly bit the meat bun in the air, and swallowed it in two or three bites, it seemed that he was very hungry.Yang Qiuchi felt pity in his heart, and threw another steamed bun to the little black dog, and then asked the waiter, "How much?"

The shop waiter smiled and waved his hands again and again: "There is no need to give money, you have already tipped me a lot of money just now."

Yang Qiuchi smiled and said: "In that case, thank you very much!" Suddenly remembered something, he took off the two tiger legs on his shoulders and handed them to the waiter, "Please help me cook these tiger legs properly. I'll get it."

"No problem! Leave it to me!" The waiter happily took the tiger's legs. He didn't expect the legs to be heavy, and he almost missed it. He stuck out his tongue, "It's so heavy! Don't worry, sir. I will definitely ask the kitchen master to cook it for you, and you can come and get it later!"

"Thank you!" Yang Qiuchi cupped his fists.

Song Yun'er got impatient when she waited to the side, she stretched out her hand to tug on Yang Qiuchi: "Hey! Let's go, you're rambunctious!"

Yang Qiuchi was staggered and had to follow the crowd, the little black dog followed behind Yang Qiuchi with the meat bun in its mouth.

On the way, Yang Qiuchi and the little black dog wiped out all the big meat buns. Their stomachs were full and their spirits came back.

Everyone came to the gate of the eight-character yamen that Yang Qiuchi went in to admire just now. The gatekeeper said that the county magistrate had already left for the scene, and told them to rush over directly.

A group of people came to the gate of a large house in the east of the county seat. Several police officers and more than a dozen civilians set up a guard at the gate. Many people gathered around the gate, pointing and watching.

When everyone entered the compound, the little black dog followed closely beside Yang Qiuchi, but no one stopped it.The vigilant yamen servants inside led a group of people through several corridors and courtyards.Several people who looked like house slaves came up to meet him, one of them saw the little black dog, and scolded: "Why did a wild dog run in!" After that, he bent down to pick up stones to hit the little black dog, but Yang Qiuchi was about to stop it , the little black dog had already turned around and ran away, and the two house slaves hurriedly chased after him.

Yang Qiuchi and others continued to move forward, turned around a few courtyards, and saw another group of people busy back and forth in a small courtyard in the distance.Under a big tree in the yard, an old man with a gray beard was sitting recliningly on a grand master's chair, wearing an official robe, stroking his goatee with one hand, and holding a teacup in the other, sipping tea with gusto.
Behind the old man in official robes stood several hunched attendants and a gorgeously dressed young man.The young man in brocade clothes was wiping his tears while whispering something.Sitting on a seat a few steps away was an elderly couple. The old man was moaning and sighing on crutches. Next to him was an old woman who was also wiping tears.A few people who looked like maids stood behind them with their heads bowed.

Yang Qiuchi took a closer look and saw that the one sitting on the grand teacher's chair drinking tea was the goatee county magistrate who had just tried the case in the county government lobby.

When a homicide happened, the magistrate of the county was not in a hurry and did not go to investigate the scene, but instead drank tea here, which made Yang Qiuchi very puzzled.

Everyone came forward to see the magistrate of Song Dynasty.The gray-bearded Song Zhixian just raised his eyelids and didn't look at them directly. This old man is not a big official, so the picture is big enough.

Song Zhixian glanced at the bowed old man, and said slowly: "You, you go and see the condition of the corpse, come back, come back and report to me." It is not very strenuous.

The county magistrate did not go to examine the corpse himself, but asked him to do it. It turned out that in ancient times, officials generally did not conduct autopsies in person. This kind of unlucky thing was handled by a full-time official. The county magistrate just looked at it. At the scene, and then sat on the sidelines and waited, and the specialist responsible for the autopsy would investigate the cause of death of the corpse and report to the official, and also fill in the declaration form, that is, the autopsy report.

The old man replied, and was about to leave with Yang Qiuchi when the young man in brocade clothes who was wiping tears behind Song Zhixian said, "Let them go." Song Zhixian turned around, and his tone suddenly changed: "Yes I'm sorry, Mr. Yin." Suddenly found a little girl standing behind her, looked carefully, and immediately called out: "You, why are you here? Who, who told you to come? Huh?"

The little girl standing behind him was Song Yun'er.Originally planned to hide behind his father, and then secretly went in with Yang Qiuchi and the others, but he was still discovered.

Detective Lei, Lao Wu Zuo and others heard the county magistrate asking who brought the magistrate's daughter here, and they all looked at Yang Qiuchi.Song Zhixian followed the gazes of the crowd, and saw a young man standing behind the old Wu Zuo, wearing a green shirt and a short shirt. His face looked familiar. Accepted apprentice? You, haven't you been swept away by the wind and died?"

It’s hard to explain this matter. Tell them truthfully that I’m from modern times, and that I’m a dead body and got on Yang Yuzuo’s body. Although this daytime event won’t scare people to death, I’m afraid that others will say that I’m crazy.Then he made up the mistake and said: "Back to the master, the little one is not dead, but his arm was injured a little, nothing happened."

Song Zhixian looked at Yang Qiuchi up and down again, nodded, turned to look at Song Yuner, frowned again, and said kindly: "Good girl, I, haven't I said, this, this Don’t come to the planting place, hurry up, go back!”

Song Yuner pouted her red lips: "I don't! I want to see them examine the corpse!" She stretched out her hand and tugged at Yang Qiuchi, then ran to the next room.Lao Wu Zuo and Young Master Yin also entered the room afterward.

(End of this chapter)