Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 10

Those who come out to mess around always have to pay it back, and the x that they pretended to have to pay back by themselves.

People in the Central Plains love life and hate death, so occupations related to the dead, such as collecting bones, doing funerals, and autopsy, have been shunned since ancient times. The descendants are also untouchables, unable to enter the official career, so they are reduced to a class that is ridiculed and discriminated against.During the Tang and Song Dynasties, the personnel who inspected the corpses were recruited by the government and were called "Wu Zuo" or "Pedestrians". After all, if you want to contact the dead, how can a daughter who is a dignified first-rank official and privy envoy have anything to do with Wu Zuo?

Wiping his face, rinsing his mouth, he crawled sleepily onto the bed, and said in a daze, "Didn't my father take charge of the review of death penalty cases in Zuo Cao of the Ministry of Criminal Justice? It's just fur." ​​He fell on the bed and pretended to be asleep, thinking to himself: "I'm sorry, dad, I told a little lie about you, you were just a doctor in the left hall at that time, and you were just in charge of the documents."

Seeing that she was asleep, Yan Ziqin felt a little sleepy himself, so he fell down beside her and lay down with his clothes on. First, his face was facing outwards, and his back was facing Mingshu. The bun on his head was so painful that he had no choice but to turn around and face Mingshu, but when he looked at his little lady, he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Ming Shu originally pretended to be asleep, but after tossing all night, she gradually fell asleep. In her dream, she dreamed of participating in the autopsy of a criminal case for the first time. What I remember—"Don't think that our profession disrespects the dead. Give him justice with a scalpel, which is more respectful than the world's burning paper, mourning, kneeling and knocking." Even in a dream, thinking of these still makes my heart urge Surging, the eyelashes fluttered slightly, and under the twilight morning light, cast a charming shadow on the round fair face.

"Is she dreaming?" Yan Zi looked at Ming Shu intently, and said silently, with her sweet sleeping face, it must be a good dream.He suddenly wanted to touch her soft cheeks, and stretched out his hands uncontrollably...so soft, his heart throbbed, and he was about to jump out of his chest.

Mingshu was slicing the corpse in her dream, when suddenly something scratched her face, like the corpse's hand, a dream full of practical spirit suddenly turned into a nightmare, she was so frightened that she shook her head sadly to escape, startled Yan Ziqin immediately retracted his hand.

"I...why am I so abrupt?" He suddenly remembered that he accidentally touched her chest on the morning of the second day of his wedding, he squinted his eyes and looked down secretly, seeing the slender and white neck from his pink lips, and then It was a snow-white singlet that was slightly torn under the neck, and a line of pink tube top was exposed at the skirt, embroidered with Manchijiao...

"Don't look at anything wrong with it, don't listen to anything wrong with it, don't speak anything wrong with it, don't move anything wrong with it!" Suddenly, Confucius gave him a slap in the face, his brain shook, and Yan Ziqin looked back cowardly, "I'm here What are you doing? How did I become so strange?"

Lying flat on the bed, puzzled and confused, I just got up and read a book, got out of bed quietly, picked up a few books from the desk, saw the copybook written by Ming Shu under the book, Yan Ziqin opened it Look at it, smiled slightly, and thought: "Well, this little girl has really worked hard, and she has practiced the posture of hooking and lifting the pen well." When she saw the last four characters "Rusong Zhisheng", she frowned, because The word "Sheng" was only half written, and I don't know what kind of errand she made on the way.

He flipped through two chapters of the book facing the light falling from the window lattice, and Ming Shu woke up leisurely, rubbed her aching head from staying up all night, and asked in a voice full of getting up: "Why don't you sleep for a while? "

Yan Ziqin suppressed the idea of ​​stroking her fluffy hair, and said lightly, "I can't sleep."

Mingshu jumped out of bed and stretched, the girl's slender and graceful waist was fully exposed, Yan Ziqin's head buried in the book was lowered even lower.

"I had a nightmare," Mingshu squinted her eyes and said tiredly, "The corpse is touching my face."

"..." Yan Ziqin looked around guiltily, and deliberately pretended to be more indifferent than usual in order to cover up, "If you don't sleep, get up and wash up, and finish the half-written copybook. You came back earlier The room is ready, Master Du told me to hold a banquet to thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Mingshu's sleepiness hadn't gone far, and she was dizzy.

"You helped his brother clear his grievances, shouldn't he thank you?" Yan Ziqin said.

"Aren't you afraid of being suspected of bribery this time?" Ming Shu laughed.

Yan Ziqin glanced at her, threw a stack of copybooks into her arms, and turned his eyes back to the books.

"What's wrong with him? Why are you pretending to be cruel and domineering! I'm still evil and crazy!" Ming Shu was a little unhappy.

Because of the trial last night, Tongfu didn't go to sleep, so Du Xing deliberately set the banquet time in the evening, so that Yan Ziqin and his wife could rest in their room, but he didn't know that the young couple got up before the sun was up, one writing, one Reading a book really has the meaning of a scholarly family, but Ming Shu has already grown grass in her heart, and after only writing seven lines, she picks up the pen and dangles it in front of Yan Ziqin's eyes.

Very well, he successfully caught his attention. Yan Ziqin gave her a cold look, and Mingshu took the opportunity to say: "I saw the water flowers all the way, I finally stayed in the city today, let's go out for a stroll."

Yan Ziqin remained motionless.

"Yesterday, I heard Mrs. Du say that Tongling's crisp candy, ramie, and tea balls are all very good. Let's buy some and bring them with us." Ming Shu shook his arm.

Yan Ziqin raised his eyebrows, and said sharply: "How can the court order officials to wander around, how decent it is!"

"Do you want to go or not?" Ming Shu let go of his hand, snorted, and rushed out the door.She has a poker face since she woke up in the morning, which made Mingshu angry, "If it weren't for the current folk customs that do not allow the female relatives of rich families to go out on the street alone, the old lady would have gone by herself, why should I look at you?" Cold face!" Mingshu thought angrily.

In the yard, a few sparrows were chattering around the grape arbor, but Mingshu flicked them away with a flick of her sleeve, then sat angrily on the stone bench under the grape arbor, picked up a stone and threw it far away.

A radiant face hung upside down from the grape arbor, and immediately after that, the man jumped into the air and landed beside Mingshu, "Hey, who made my Enniang angry?"

Mingshu turned her head and saw that it was Du He, the second young master of Du. At this time, he changed into a homely blue summer cloth shirt, looking casual and free, but after careful inspection, he still looked like a rascal.

"Why do you call me 'Enniang'?" Mingshu said displeased.

"You helped me get rid of the crime, and you are kind to me. The man is the benefactor, and the woman is naturally the benefactor." Du He put his hands behind his ears and squinted at her, "Why, with your little bean husband? in argument?"

"You're Xiao Douding!" Mingshu was furious, did you call Xiao Douding too? Only my old lady can complain about him!
"Yes, yes, yes!" Du He waved his hands again and again to show weakness, "I don't talk nonsense, I just want to honor and honor my mother." As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and a boy who looked ghostly at first glance attracted a hairpin A peddler in colorful clothes came in through the corner door, and he put down his pole, and Mingshu was dazzled by the colorful and various gadgets on it.Cricket cages, elephant flowers, spring flag hairpins, lantern balls, ear picks, silver scissors, bamboo fans, string rice dumplings, bead purses, bells and drums are all women's jewelry and toys, and all of them are of good quality. Real jewelry, each piece is small and exquisite, no matter how you look at it, you like it.

"Don't all of you girls like shopping, you can choose what you want, and the young master will pay for it."

Ming Shu had already been sucked into her soul, but when he heard him say that, she felt a shock in her heart, as if a dandy young master wanted to seduce a woman from a good family, presumably he was used to playing tricks on her.

No, you can't let him get good fruit!

"I want it all! Wrap it all up for me!" Ming Shu calmly said.

"Oh, that's great! A total of 300 taels of goods, let's count as the second young master's 250 taels, and only cash is accepted!"

250 taels is enough for his half life!

"You...you!" Du He was too angry to speak.

"What are you, you don't want to renege on your debt, do you?"

"Am I a bad guy?" Du He wanted to save face and suffer.

"I'll wrap it up and give it to my adoptive mother in a while." Mingshu said, humming a little tune to chat with Mrs. Du, thinking: "I'll make you bleed if I call you glib!"

It's still the same sentence - the x that you pretend to be will be rounded back by yourself.

Mrs. Du seemed to be a little jealous of Mrs. Yan, who had touched the dead, but she couldn't help her desire to talk to her like a flood. She chatted with her all day. In the evening, Ming Shu went back to her room to get ready for the banquet, but she saw Yan Ziqin is still sitting in the room reading, at the same desk and position in the morning, even his movements haven’t changed much, but there are gaudy gadgets piled up around him, the serious people and the childlike background echo each other, It's really indescribably awkward.

"What's the matter with these things?" Yan Ziqin said coldly.

Seeing that he was still stern, Ming Shu also sat on the top chair and replied indifferently: "Master Du Er sent it."

"You!" Yan Ziqin pointed at her, hesitant to speak.

"Why, I'm taking bribes again, and I'm holding you back?" Ming Shu said angrily.

"Forget it, let's change clothes." Yan Ziqin said.

Watching Mingshu walk into the anteroom, and Chunxiu, who had witnessed the quarrel between the gentleman and his wife, followed him tremblingly to serve, Yan Ziqin propped his forehead, thinking that this is the retribution for peeking and stealing people this morning, he was fine yesterday , but there was a commotion today, it seems that we have to behave in the future, um, self-restraint and return to courtesy, self-restraint and return to courtesy.

But he didn't know yet, it was obviously his deliberately repulsive expression that pushed people away.

How to recover?Accompanied by a smiling face to show cuteness, but let Lord Yan deliberately show a smile, ah no, show cuteness, that picture... must be unimaginably sour...

Whatever you are afraid of, just at Du Xing's banquet, our Master Yan's reputation of "fear of internal affairs" can be regarded as solid in front of his colleagues.

(End of this chapter)