Concubine

Chapter 153 Doubt

This old man Yang is Yang Qiuchi's elder, so after Yang Qiuchi and others entered the village, they dismounted and walked to the Yang family compound.

Steward Pang already knew that Yang Qiuchi had lost his memory, and also found out from his confused eyes that he didn't know Mrs. Yang, so he bent over and introduced to Yang Qiuchi: "The old man in the middle wearing a red brocade robe is our Mrs. Yang."

Yang Qiuchi looked at the group of people, and sure enough, there was an old man in the middle, with a red brocade robe, gray hair, and a long gray beard. It seemed that he was a little older than Song Tongzhi.

Yang Qiuchi rushed forward, straightened his clothes and was about to bow down.Old Mrs. Yang hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "Nephew, you are the magistrate of the county now, how could you do such a great gift and kill uncle me! Hehehe."

Of course Yang Qiuchi didn't intend to really kneel down, his calf was just bent, so he took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey and stood up straight.

Yang Qiuchi introduced Song Tongzhi to Mrs. Yang.Old Mrs. Yang was really overjoyed, he didn't expect Song Tongzhi from Ningguo Mansion to come with Yang Qiuchi, he was really overjoyed, and knowing that the two were in the same year, the same list of candidates, Song Tongzhi also recognized Yang Qiuchi through this relationship, and even said they were destined.

Old Master Yang led everyone into the Yang family compound, and divided the guests and hosts into the living room.

Yang Qiuchi first asked Nan Gongxiong to bring up the presents, which were filled with several large boxes, and they were opened in public. The gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin were dazzling.

Seeing Yang Qiuchi being so generous in his actions, Mrs. Yang's family was very pleasantly surprised, and the intimacy between them also increased a bit.

Yang Qiuchi didn't know any of the people in the living room, but those men and women seemed very familiar and affectionate to him.Although this intimacy is obviously exaggerated.

Seeing that Yang Qiuchi was so stupid and didn't know anyone, Mrs. Yang was a little surprised.Mother Yang quickly explained that her son was swept away by a strange wind, and after returning, he forgot all about the past.

Only then did Old Master Yang suddenly realize that he kept saying that if he survived a catastrophe, there must be future blessings. Now that Yang Qiuchi is elected as an official, that is the blessing brought about by that catastrophe.All the people were smiling and nodding.

Now that Yang Qiuchi has lost his memory, Mrs. Yang introduced Yang Qiuchi one by one.

First of all, Mrs. Yang's original partner, Mrs. Pan, is a gray-haired old woman with a chubby body, and her face is shiny and shiny, as if she had been coated with lard.Yang Qiuchi bowed his hand to salute, this Pan family also knows the rules, knowing that Yang Qiuchi is now the county magistrate, not the little ruffian in the village before.Although he is an elder, he still said a thousand blessings in return.

Then Pan's son Yang Qingshui and his daughter-in-law Zhou came forward to greet them with their five-year-old daughter Cao'er in their arms.

Yang Qingshui is a few years older than Yang Qiuchi and is Yang Qiuchi's cousin.Yang Qingshui wore a long robe, as his name suggests, he was slim and elegant.

Mrs. Yang introduced that since the third concubine, Mrs. Guo, hanged herself, Yang Qingshui also left Yangjiacun and went on a study tour outside. It was not until two days ago that she came back to worship her ancestors during the Chinese New Year.

Yang Qingshui's daughter-in-law, Zhou Shi, is also a quiet girl, and she gave birth to a five-year-old daughter named Cao'er.Since he had not yet given birth to a son, Mrs. Yang had been trying to find a concubine for Yang Qingshui, but Yang Qingshui had been away from school and never returned home, so the matter was delayed.

The second concubine, Mrs. Zhang, came forward to greet her. She was the first concubine of Mrs. Yang, and she was in good shape. Although she was nearly forty, she was dressed very fancy. His face was covered with thick white powder, and when he saw the ceremony, he covered his mouth and smiled like a little girl, the white powder on his face rustling down.

Yang Qiuchi sighed secretly, although the quality of Ming Dynasty's rouge and gouache might not be very good, but this second aunt probably smeared too much.

The second concubine gave birth to Mrs. Yang's daughter, named Yang Aixiao. She is 17 years old this year and is Yang Qiuchi's cousin.

After Yang Qiuchi heard Mrs. Yang's introduction, he didn't know whether it was Mrs. Yang's lisp or he didn't hear clearly. Yang Qiuchi looked like Yang Aixiao when he heard Yang Aixiao's name.

When the girl came over to greet Yang Qiuchi, her waist was twisted and her round butt was swaying here and there, which was even better than a model's catwalk.Before she opened her mouth, she giggled non-stop. When she smiled, she didn't look like her mother, and she didn't cover her mouth, revealing a row of crooked teeth, which were slightly yellowed, which made people feel unappetizing.She herself felt very good, her small eyes kept firing everywhere.

Finally, the nanny Lu came up to greet her with a two or three-year-old child in her arms.

This Lu family is in her early 30s, with a lot of money, she looks like a young woman from a mountain village.After listening to Mr. Yang's introduction, Yang Qiuchi finally knew that what this nanny Lu was holding in her arms was the posthumous son of the third concubine Guo who died two years ago, nicknamed Shan'er.

After Mrs. Yang's family met with Yang Qiuchi and the others, they introduced several well-known elders in the village to Yang Qiuchi.

After the introduction, Old Master Yang solemnly apologized to Yang Qiuchi for not letting Yang Qiuchi enter the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors. , that is the first step.

The patriarch apologized, but Mother Yang didn't dare to do it. Besides, it was true that the son was not up to the mark, and no one would inherit the incense, so it was no wonder that the patriarch refused to let him enter the ancestral hall.

This holiday was broken, and everyone laughed it off.

Mrs. Yang threw a big banquet that night to welcome Yang Qiuchi and others.All the squires in the clan came to toast Yang Qiuchi one after another, and Yang Qiuchi would not refuse anyone who came, so he drank a little too much.

Talking about taking concubines at the banquet, Mrs. Yang also found it strange that Yang Qiuchi even took two concubines and was robbed by a mysterious woman.So he suggested that after Yang Qiuchi took a concubine next time, he should hide in Yangjiacun and give birth to his son.

This is a brilliant idea, Yang Qiuchi praised in his heart, can't afford to provoke or hide?This mysterious woman robbed her concubines one by one, this is not going to work, no matter how many concubines she takes, it is useless.If it doesn't work, I'm afraid the only option is to hide and give birth to a son. The world is so big, you can hide wherever you want, and this old godmother won't be able to find her.But this is too useless.

By the time the banquet was over, it was already late at night.Mrs. Yang personally led Yang Qiuchi and others to the guest room of the inner house to settle down.

The Yang Family Courtyard is divided into two houses, inside and outside, separated by a high wall more than ten feet high, and there is only one gate to enter and exit, which is somewhat similar to the inner office of the yamen.

The outer house is the residence of servants, servants and others.The inner house is where Mr. Yang, his family and a few maidservants live.There are many small courtyards in the inner house, and each wife, concubine, master and miss has its own relatively independent small courtyard.

The guest rooms in the Yang Family Courtyard are also divided into inside and outside, and distinguished guests are arranged in the inner house.

Yang Qiuchi and the others live in the VIP guest room in the inner house, in a separate small courtyard, which is a small two-story attic.

After the arrangements were made, everyone sat down and chatted in the lobby on the second floor of the guest room.

Old Master Yang saw that Yang Qiuchi, Song Tongzhi and others were a little drunk, so he ordered Housekeeper Pang to tell the maid to bring brown sugar and mung bean soup to sober up Yang Qiuchi and others.

After Yang Qiuchi and the others drank a bowl of brown sugar and mung bean soup, they really became much more awake.

After chatting for a while, Song Tongzhi and others said goodbye and went back to bed.Mrs. Yang said that there was something trivial and wanted to have a private chat with Yang Qiuchi.Although Yang Qiuchi was a little drunk, he still cheered up and came to the corridor outside with Mrs. Yang.

Looking out from the corridor, there is a small attic in the distance. The cold and faint moonlight shines on the blue bricks and green tiles of the small attic through the clouds. The green tiles are jumping and fluttering, looking from a distance, but they look like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps.

The night in the mountain village was extraordinarily quiet.Old Mrs. Yang looked at the small attic, sighed, and said to Yang Qiuchi after a long time: "Nephew, my third concubine, that is, your Aunt Guo, gave birth to a son for me, but, alas~!"

Old Mrs. Yang sighed again, and it took a long time before he continued: "You may have heard that your Aunt Guo used to be nympho before she died. That's what I'm worried about. I don't know if she used to send messages behind my back. But, if that's the case, then this child... oh~!"

Yang Qiuchi had vaguely guessed what Old Master Yang was thinking, so he didn't answer, and listened to him quietly.

Old Master Yang turned his head and glanced at Yang Qiuchi, his gray beard twitched a few times, and continued: "So, I have always suspected that this child is not mine. I heard that you are a master at solving crimes and have solved several major cases. Guangde The county has passed you down like a fairy. I wanted to ask you to come back to help my uncle, but I never had the chance. This time I finally invited you."

Yang Qiuchi bowed and saluted: "Uncle has won the award, Qiuchi is ashamed. If there is anything Qiuchi can help, uncle just ask. Qiuchi will definitely do his best."

Old Mrs. Yang nodded, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Uncle, I just want to ask my nephew, you, to check for me whether this child is my son or not!"

As he expected, Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, it turned out that the old man Yang invited him back to Yangjiacun not only because he was honored by his ancestors, but also because he wanted to help him. Find out if this son is his own son.

Paternity testing is easy, and if you have all the DNA testing equipment in your truck and have enough power, it's easy.

But now that these facilities are gone, it's a bit difficult. I can only conduct blood type identification now, and these identification equipment and reagents are still in Ningguo Mansion, so I can't do it right away.

In paternity testing, blood type can sometimes be used to exclude parent-child relationship. For example, if the father is type A and the mother is type AB, if their son is type O, it is absolutely impossible for the son to be theirs.In other words, the blood type can determine that the child is not their child, but it cannot be sure that the child is their child.

However, if the parent-child relationship between the child Shan'er and Mrs. Yang can be ruled out, then the goal will be achieved.

Yang Qiuchi nodded, and said: "My nephew will definitely try my best." After thinking for a while, he said: "To find out this problem, my nephew needs a little blood from my uncle and Shan'er's little cousin. I also need a little blood from Aunt Guo. "

Speaking of this, Yang Qiuchi immediately thought, this Aunt Guo had been hanged to death two years ago, where can I find her blood?
Although Mrs. Yang did not know such a modern issue of blood type identification, there was a saying in ancient times that blood was used to recognize relatives. Therefore, it was reasonable for Yang Qiuchi to ask for the blood of the three of them, and said: "Your little cousin and I Blood is easy to deal with, but your Aunt Guo's blood, she is dead, where can I find it?"

Yang Qiuchi thought for a while, and said carefully: "If there is no blood, open the coffin for an autopsy, and extract some of Aunt Guo's hair and skin." , The blood type can be detected from bones and hair, and it does not require fresh blood.

"Open the coffin for inspection?" Old Mrs. Yang frowned. This is a very taboo thing. Not to mention, raising a son for someone else for nothing, this kind of humiliation and humiliation to him, Old Mrs. Yang, would never be tolerated.

Old Mrs. Yang asked Yang Qiuchi: "Can we find out clearly by opening the coffin for inspection?"

Without DNA identification, I dare not guarantee it. Yang Qiuchi said: "There is hope, but I dare not say that I will be able to find out. My nephew can only do his best."

"It's good to have hope!" Old Master Yang nodded and made up his mind, "Let's open the coffin for inspection tomorrow morning."

Yang Qiuchi nodded in agreement.The two chatted for a while, the night was late, the moon hid in the clouds, and the small attic in the distance suddenly darkened, against the backdrop of the dark mountains, it was hard to tell which was the mountain and which was the attic.

At this time, Yang Qiuchi realized that there was no light on the small attic, and the whole building was pitch black, which was a bit strange, and asked, "Uncle, is there no one living in that small attic? Why is it so dark in the middle of winter?"

Old Mrs. Yang looked up at the small attic, and said, "Your Aunt Guo hanged herself on the beam of the living room in that small attic. Since then, no one has lived there. I have always wanted to demolish it, but I am a little bit uncomfortable. Bear with it, just drag it down like this."

Yang Qiuchi immediately remembered what Yang's mother said, could it be that this is the haunted little attic?Yang Qiuchi didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so he didn't care about these things, and asked casually, "Uncle, nephew heard that this small attic is haunted, right?"

Through the light coming from the room behind him, Yang Qiuchi clearly felt that the face of Old Master Yang turned pale, and his eyes were full of fear. His eyes avoided the small attic, and he hesitated: "It's late, You sleep. I'm going."

Before Yang Qiuchi could react, Old Master Yang turned around and hurried downstairs.It seemed that he was afraid that Yang Qiuchi would continue to ask questions.

It was late at night, and Yang Qiuchi also came to sleepy, so he entered the room and closed the door.Feng Xiaoxue helped Yang Qiuchi wash his feet, the two undressed and went to bed, hugged each other and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Qiuchi woke up from his sleep, feeling uncomfortably thirsty. If he was at home, Yang Qiuchi would ask Feng Xiaoxue's maid, Xiaodie, to bring tea.But this is in the guest room of the Yang Family Courtyard, which is a single room, so although Xiaodie and the three personal maids all came together, they were arranged to sleep next door.

There was no other way, Yang Qiuchi had no choice but to get up and get out of bed, staggered to the round table, picked up the teapot, drank most of it in one gulp, and then put the teapot down.

Yang Qiuchi turned around and wanted to go back to the bed. Suddenly, he vaguely heard a woman crying outside, and suddenly thought of the haunted little attic, and immediately lost his sleepiness.

The cry came from the direction of the small attic.Yang Qiuchi listened carefully with his ears pricked up. The sobbing and sobbing sound was intermittent, and it was really heard. It was definitely not an illusion.Could it be that I am dreaming?Yang Qiuchi pinched his hand, it hurts, it's not a dream!

He is a forensic doctor, and he never believed in ghosts and gods. However, in the dead of night, when he suddenly heard a woman crying from the haunted attic, he felt a little nervous and curious.

He didn't wake up his wife, Feng Xiaoxue, for fear that she would be frightened when she heard it, so he quietly walked to the door, pulled out the latch, opened the two doors slightly, and looked out through the small slit.

The moonlight did not know when it had come out from the clouds, and it still shone coldly on the red wall and green tiles of the small attic in the distance, like the color on the face of the corpse he had dissected countless times, pale and pale.

The cry came from the small attic, although it was not loud, it was very clear and intermittent.

Hasn't the small attic been locked since the third aunt Guo's death by hanging?So who is it that is crying in the dark attic?Is it really a ghost?
Yang Qiuchi didn't believe in ghosts, so he opened the door, walked to the corridor, leaned on the railing, and looked into the small attic.

The crying stopped, leaving only the pale moonlight.

Yang Qiuchi waited for a while, the crying woman seemed to know that Yang Qiuchi had noticed her, and stopped crying.

Seeing that there was no movement, Yang Qiuchi turned around and was about to go back to the room, when the crying sounded again, very desolate and helpless, for some reason, Yang Qiuchi felt that the crying sound became more and more familiar.

Suddenly, Yang Qiuchi's heart seemed to be hit hard with a hammer, and he was stunned, because he found that the cry was very similar to that of the clay doll Song Qing!
Yang Qiuchi turned around and threw himself on the railing, wanting to shout, but the crying stopped again.He wasn't sure about his judgment. How could the clay doll Song Qing have come to Old Mrs. Yang's house?Could it be that Mrs. Yang sent the female thief to steal the clay doll?
No, I'm afraid that female thief cannot be ordered by a rich man like Mrs. Yang.Could it be that the female thief released Song Qing, and the old man Yang met Song Qing by chance, robbed her into the Yang family compound, and lied to himself that the small attic was haunted?

It doesn't make sense!If this was the case, Old Master Yang wouldn't put Song Qing in the small attic opposite him, he had plenty of space.

Yang Qiuchi's head turned quickly, if the crying girl in the small attic is the clay doll Song Qing, then it is probably a misunderstanding, otherwise, there must be a big conspiracy!

Although it is not certain that the crying girl is his concubine clay doll Song Qing, but since he found the trace of the clay doll, even if there is only a little bit, Yang Qiuchi will definitely not miss it.

So, he decided to find out.

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