Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 43

Recalling that day when I was impulsively fighting outside the Qiyu Pavilion, I heard the song girl who didn't want to follow Ding Xun out of the situation. There was a sister who went away with him at night and never came back. She must have died there. The woman in the temple.

Du He simply sat down and listened to Yan Ziqin's detailed account, but he didn't say anything, stared wide-eyed, and remained silent for a moment.

"Continue talking?" Du He urged.

Yan Ziqin spread his hands and said, "That's the way it is. We've finished talking, so what else?"

Du He clenched his hands together, his knuckles turned white, "Talk about the details, how did you find out that the female corpse came out of Qiyu Pavilion before she died?"

Yan Ziqin also sat down, and said with a helpless smile, "Second Young Master Du is really here to investigate the case?"

Du He glared at him, "What time is it? You're still laughing at me! It's about my safety, shouldn't I be more careful? If Ding Hao's affairs don't subside, I won't dare to show up. En Niang the day before yesterday Tell me, her mother has already asked me, and said, "Isn't your friend surnamed Du very lively? Why doesn't he go out recently? Is he in a bad mood? Young people often go to places to walk around. Only when you let go of your heart can you feel at ease'——I want to go out, but can the Ding family let me?"

Seeing that he was going to complain endlessly, Yan Ziqin quickly stopped, thinking that Du He is really not suitable for staying at home for a long time. He is usually open-minded and open-minded, but he was forced to become a dissatisfied woman.

"I haven't read the files myself, but the officials felt that the case was strange, and I mentioned it in a moment of opportunity. If it is said that the process of finding out the identity of the female corpse was even more accidental-after the corpse was sent to Jingzhao Mansion, the yamen No peace."

Du He's face turned pale with fright, and said, "A... haunted?"

Yan Ziqin said: "You are really afraid of ghosts by nature. There are no ghosts in this world! It was a little clerk under Jing Zhaoyin who begged for death many times. He committed suicide by taking poison in the prison room when there was no one else. This person was kind to others in his life, and forged a lot of good ties. People in the yamen felt that his colleague died strangely. They went to visit his hometown outside the city and found that this person lived next to the Niangniang Temple. In the village, after many inquiries in the village, the reason for the scribe's suicide was not found out, but the roots of another case were found out."

Du He said, "Is that the female corpse?"

Yan Ziqin nodded, "The scribe's neighbor is a shabby householder who specializes in selling sons and daughters. He once sold a beautiful daughter into the Qiyu Pavilion. Following this clue, he found that this daughter was taken away by Ding Xun. , and finally died tragically in the Niangniang Temple."

Du He held his breath all the time, and only let out this breath after listening to him finish speaking.

"Ding Wei's son... Even if he killed one or two women in the party, no one would dare to pursue him." Du He said.

Yan Ziqin gave a wry smile and pointed upwards, "Don't talk about your life, the sky will fall, and his father will hold it up, so you can be regarded as a 'Pillar of the Great Song Dynasty'."

Du Hezi pushed him with a smile, "It's not long since I came to the capital to be an official, and there have been a lot of complaints!"

While talking, there was a knock on the door, Yan Ziqin answered, but it was Wang Anshi who entered.

"Sir, are you still going to study today?" Wang Anshi, who was wearing a short shirt, asked with a wink as he held the homework he had done devoutly.

Yan Ziqin patted his forehead and said: "Oh, I forgot!" Looking at the sky outside the door, it was already very late. As a teacher, you should not give up school for a day, no matter how late it is, you have to go to class.

"Where is your mistress?" Yan Ziqin asked, he was very worried that this woman had let herself go and skipped class while he was away.

Sure enough, Wang Anshi got up hesitantly, betraying his mistress was not right, and lying in front of his master was not right, but his mistress had gone away, and he was told not to look for his master, lest his master would catch her back when he remembered.

Seeing his perplexed expression, Yan Ziqin understood, caught Mingshu who was fighting with Chunxiu in Shuanglu, and obediently brought him back to study.Ming Shu, who thought that she could steal half a day of leisure, was devastated, and dryly chewed on the teachings of Confucius and his elders.

That night, when it was time to blow the lamp and rest, Yan Ziqin obviously felt that the lady ignored him. Before going to bed, Mingshu always squeezed into his arms, poked him lightly, or secretly kissed him. He slammed, but he didn't say anything, but he was secretly happy. In the words of the lady, this is called "teasing".

But when he was used to being "tucked up", not only did the lady not "tuck up" him tonight, but she rolled up the quilt and lay on the side, leaving him a cold back. He lay upright for a while, posing for a "tick", but the lady turned her back to him and did not move.

"Isn't it just to arrest her and come back to study, still angry?" Yan Ziqin smiled secretly, and moved half an inch towards her secretly.

no response?Move another half an inch, and so on. Fortunately, the bed is not big, otherwise, at the speed of this dear friend, I am afraid that the Cowherd and Weaver Girl who meet once a year in the sky will be easier to meet than them.

"What are you doing?" Lying on the same bed, breathing and smelling each other, how could Mingshu not know his little movements, and moved out again, half a foot away.

Well, the half-inch, half-inch long-term efforts just now are all for naught!For the time being, Yan Ziqin didn't have time to worry about the growing distance between husband and wife. When the lady asked him what he was doing, he should find a proper reason to answer so as not to appear like a rushing person.

In fact, if he could say a few soft words, the clouds would clear up. Who made his neck stiff—he refused to bow his head!

After much deliberation, let's talk about the new house, he said: "The yard in Taipingfang has been finished today, and Xu An was sent to see it. After the plaster wall is finished, it needs to be placed for a while, next month. Choose an auspicious day to move there.”

"Oh." Mingshu responded, but laughed at him in her heart.

After finishing speaking, Yan Ziqin was still moving towards Mingshu at a constant speed, which made Mingshu's heart itch, and casually asked, "What else do you want to do?"

The next moment, the bed suddenly trembled, and after the world spun, Yan Ziqin was already propped up on the bed, looking at Mingshu from top to bottom, and started to smile badly.

"miss you!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Ming Shu was kissed suddenly, crying in her heart, why did this person become so dirty!
Sure enough, it is very difficult to learn well, but very easy to learn badly.

After waking up the next day, Mingshu remembered that she wanted to ask Yan Ziqin something last night, but the husband got angry, and was later fooled by him. .It turned out that today she was going to visit her friend Yuan Yizhen, whom she hadn't seen for more than a year, and wanted to bring some special products brought back from Linchuan, such as vegetable stalks, arrowroot powder, and green ant wine. Although they are not expensive, they are more familiar Years of close hearts.

One year is not long or short, but it is enough to change many things. When I saw her last time, she was still unmarried. Not long after we parted, Yuan Yizhen married into the Zhang family and became an official. The eldest daughter-in-law of Zhang Zhibai, the old Pingzhang.

Originally, I wanted to inform Yan Ziqin, so instead of asking him for now, I asked Xu An to take out some gifts and wrap them up, take them with me, and take the carriage to Zhang's residence after noon.

Unlike the Qu family, where only Qu Zhang is an official, the Zhang family has had hairpin tassels for generations. Since Zhang Zhibai entered Beijing, it has taken root in Bianliang for many years. There have been three generations. Relatives can write a booklet, plus in-laws and cousins, I am afraid there are some relatives who have never met each other in their entire lives.

There are many people, and the house is naturally large. On the east side of the house, there is an extremely wide pond, which is very similar to the pond full of lotus in Yuan Yizhen's family. The autumn rain was lingering last night, and it didn't rest until noon today. , reflecting the raindrops rolling on the lotus leaves, like unbeaded shark tears.

Mingshu knew that Yuan Yizhen asked her to meet at the waterside pavilion by the pond because this place was similar to the scenery of Yuan Mansion, making people feel familiar, but for some reason, worries about her arose in her heart-she was so nostalgic for her former residence , Could it be that life is not going well now, and this is why we look back on the past?

I still remember that Yuan Yizhen repeatedly expressed worry about her married life and was very dissatisfied with her future husband-in-law's reputation. Unfortunately, the marriage that was arranged at the age of ten was the decision of the two elders, how could it be changed according to her wishes.However, Zhang Zhibai has a reputation for being upright, so he must not allow his grandson to be too reckless. It stands to reason that Yuan Yizhen's life should be quite smooth.

It can be seen that after seeing her in person, Mingshu lost even the last bit of luck. She was described as thin, and her long black hair, which she was most proud of, became withered and yellow, and she looked like a pot that had lost its nutrients. , Unattended plum blossoms, only jagged dead branches, have long lost the beauty of the past.

Holding her hand, even the hand was cold, Mingshu felt sore in her heart, this is the sister who was so considerate and kind to her back then, she was fine a year ago, why is she like this today?No wonder she has repeatedly sent posts asking her to come to the Qu family for a gathering, but there is no response until now, presumably she does not want her old friends to see her desperation at the moment.

Mingshu wanted to talk several times, but she didn't know how to speak. Yuan Yizhen was the same. In the end, the two of them hugged each other and cried until they were sad. Mingshu couldn't bear it and asked, "Yizhen, why are you so thin?"

Yuan Yizhen let her go, took the handkerchief from the dowry maid, wiped her tears and said, "It's nothing to be thinner, I'm dead now, and no one knows except you."

"What kind of talk is this? It's all about life and death." Even though Ming Shu said that, she became vigilant in her heart, fearing that she would really get depressed and become ill, and if the mediation was not timely, it would lead to tragedy.

Yuan Yizhen's voice became colder, and his eyes became more ferocious, as if he was harboring great resentment, "I've been an old man for a long time after marrying such a bastard as Zhang Lin. I just saw you today. Think about us In the good old days of sticking green flowers and picking flowers and fighting and making troubles, if he tortured him to death in the future, he would be able to rest in peace."

Mingshu was startled. Zhang Lin actually tortured him according to what she said. Although Yuan Yizhen's father was not of high rank, he was also a young lady from a decent official family. How dare Zhang Lin be violent to her?
Yuan Yizhen saw Mingshu's surprise, and said bitterly: "It's not just relying on the power of others. I thought that if I got on that thief Ding Hao, I could use his power to shout and drink. I think he will die on this sooner or later. I just want to make peace. But... well..."

(End of this chapter)