Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 8

The road was smooth sailing, and they arrived at Yingtian Mansion the next day. The four ships had to dock for supplies. While waiting, Yan Ziqin and his party came to rest at a post station near the pier for officials.

At the end of the meal, an old servant in his forties said: "The official's family uncle has just been transferred to stay in Nanjing and Zhiying Tianfu. Now that he has arrived at his territory, I have to pay a visit."

This man's name was Xu An, and he was sent by Xu Hang to follow Yan Ziqin. He was honest and reliable, and treated people with integrity. The "uncle" he called was Yan Shu who was transferred from the capital because of the Quyuan incident.

Yan Ziqin had this intention, and Mingshu said again: "Since I want to visit my uncle, I must bring Zhi coins." As he said clapping his hands, Chen Nanny immediately brought out a long box, which contained "Snow in the Snow" by Huang Quan from Houshu. "Bamboo Wen Poultry Picture", Huang's painting style can be regarded as the originator of the Northern Song Dynasty style. It is very suitable to give this kind of gift to Yan Shu, who is famous for his elegance. He also pulled some rulers and took some silver ingots.

"After I go, just say that you prepared it. Don't mention me. My uncle and my father have a quarrel. If you mention the word 'qu', you will definitely make people feel uncomfortable." Mrs. Qu told her in advance.

Yan Ziqin felt even more that he had married a good wife. He bowed to thank him, but only took away the scroll and left the ruler and silver ingots at home to prevent suspicion of bribery. How tiring it is to skim it so cleanly!"

Putting on a new green round-collared official uniform, wearing a plain silver belt, and wearing a lacquered and shiny pewter, a small official with extraordinary demeanor appeared in front of Ming Shu. When seeing him off, Ming Shu shook his head. Holding a small handkerchief, he said: "Go slowly, if uncle invites you to eat or talk at night by candlelight, you can stay at the house tonight!"

It's best not to come back, lest you have to share the bed with him at night and make trouble.

Riding on the hired toukou, led the way by the gate of the Yangyi station, went round and round to Yan Shu's mansion, removed the black gauze smock to avoid sand and dust, the gatekeeper saw that he was an official, nodded and bowed, and invited him in, and he arrived with a smile all the way living room.

Yan Ziqin handed over the painting box, saying that it was his nephew Yan Ziqin who asked to see his uncle Yan Zhizhou. The servant knew that he was his in-laws, and took the gift with a smile on his shoulders. Just as another person who came to see him entered the door, he was pale and emaciated. The haggard middle-aged scribe, dressed in blue and plain clothes, showed his frustration and loneliness at this time.

Seeing that this man was dressed like a white man, the servant also became arrogant, looked at him with his nostrils, and said, "Where are you from, what do you want to do with our officials?"

The man in plain clothes showed disdain and wanted to walk away.Yan Ziqin saw that although his stature was not high, and his features were not prominent, but his eyes were burning, his expression was resolute, and he was unconventional, so he advised: "Brother, why bother to get angry because of a tricky slave, don't delay the business."

After his persuasion, the plain-clothed man said perfunctorily to his servants: "Fan Zhongyan is really determined to come to see you at the appointment of Yan Shuyan."

The servant left in a bad mood, and before he left, he didn't forget to curry favor with Yan Ziqin.When Yan Ziqin and Fan Zhongyan were the only ones left in the living room, the two of them had some formalities. Later, Yan Shu appreciated his talent and wanted to entrust him with the teaching position of Ying Tianfu School, so he specially invited him to meet him.

The two sat down side by side, and after a while, the servant who had just entered came out reluctantly, and opened the curtain to invite Fan Zhongyan into the main hall.Xu An was a little surprised, and exchanged glances with Yan Ziqin. After a long time, Fan Zhongyan came out, holding the painting box that Yan Ziqin had just brought in in his hand.

As soon as he saw the painting box, Yan Ziqin understood that Yan Shu didn't want to see him.Fan Zhongyan handed the painting to him, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, he just said: "Uncle Zun... I can't put it down... I have been rubbing it for a long time before I put it in the box..."

So much to say, it is inconvenient to say anything else, who knows that the sound of the pipa suddenly came from the direction of the main hall, it was Yan Shu holding the pipa and singing the new words just filled——

Take loyal ministers more than Fangcao, but don't know how to slander pepper orchids.

The master's father, Zhong Shu, couldn't tolerate it, and he didn't know who Binge was.

Needless to say, this little order lamented that he was victimized by slander, and even satirized that Yan Ziqin married the daughter of a privy envoy because he clings to the powerful, and he disdains to be with him. At the end, he threw the pick and added a sentence through the curtain: " You have become Quzhang's cronies, so go curry favor with your empress dowager, don't marry me, a country savage, don't dare to be her!"

Now Yan Ziqin could only smile wryly, and chatted with Fan Zhongyan at the door, admiring each other, and promised to exchange letters in the future. Because Fan Zhongyan was still in mourning, it was inconvenient to treat each other with wine and food, so he bid farewell, and Yan Ziqin returned with the scroll. When entering the post station, I saw Mingshu sitting cross-legged on the couch with Chunxiu, winnowing money, Mingshu fluttered her bare hands to receive the gold coins, and said, "Why are you back so soon?"

Putting down the gold coin, he saw that the scroll was still in Xu An's hand. It was obvious that this "Little Prodigy Yan" was smitten in front of "Old Prodigy Yan".

"Marry me and have a quarrel with your elders, won't you regret it later?" Turning away from the others, seeing him a little lost, Mingshu tugged at his sleeve and teased.

Seeing Yan Ziqin's face flushed like a ripe apple, Mingshu moved closer, poked his cheek, and said with a smile, "Or...would you divorce me?"

Half of what she said was a joke, and the other half was really serious, but Yan Ziqin rushed to interrupt her, frowned and said seriously: "This is just a casual remark? Am I the kind of person who betrays his promise and abandons his wife? There is an ancient gentleman's saying, 'The body is not different', once we have married you, we will not be able to let go!"

"What? This young boy still wants to spend his whole life with me, but I don't even have the desire to 'spend a night' with him!" Ming Shu thought, a burst of excitement, let him go quickly, hugging his knees Hiding in a corner of the wooden couch, he said angrily, "Why did you abandon your wife? Do you have a 'son'?"

Yan Ziqin rubbed his head and asked in doubt, "Yes, you said... how did the child come about?"

Mingshu really wanted to slap herself twice, why did she bring the topic to the dangerous area again?
"..." She didn't say a word, trying to pretend to be stupid.

Yan Ziqin said again: "Is it true that after sharing the same bed for a long time, they will naturally have children?"

Mingshu hurried down the donkey, "Yes, yes, my husband is really smart, he deserves to be the number one scholar. It is said in medical books that 'yin and yang interact and give birth to all things'. After a long time of yin and yang interaction between husband and wife, the child appeared. "

Yan Ziqin suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Mingshu's stomach, "Then...won't my lady..."

Should it be something?Mingshu rubbed her belly, and suddenly burst into a cold sweat. This little fool would not think that she was pregnant out of thin air!
"We are too young, shouldn't we have children so soon?" Yan Ziqin fell into deep thought.

"That's right..." Ming Shu rubbed her chin, "So we can't always get tired of being together, that's not good."

"Isn't it good?" Yan Ziqin said softly.

"Outsiders are going to make fun of it." Mingshu's words made him blush, he quickly pretended to be indifferent, and left with his hands behind his back.

"I...I'm going to talk to other people in the station." Before disappearing outside the door, Yan Ziqin said, but in Mingshu's eyes, this guy had a serious face, but even the tips of his ears were red.

That night, Yan Ziqin found another bedroom to live in. Xu An led a few servants to sit in bed on the ground, they all looked at each other, wondering why the officials didn't go to the lady's place, but after all, it was the master's house. It's inconvenient to ask more questions, I just fell asleep, and I will be busy tomorrow.

Yan Ziqin, however, was tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He always felt that children could not be born simply by lying down, but how could they be born?Confucius once taught - Don't be ashamed to ask others, but I feel a little embarrassed to ask others about this kind of thing. When I ask my wife, she can't explain clearly. No wonder, they are all the same age, who can know more than the other.Otherwise, when I went back to Linchuan to pick up my mother, I would ask her for advice, but no matter how I thought about the scene, it would be awkward—"Mother, how do you have a baby?" The always serious mother had to punish him for copying books like he did when he was a child!Oh, what should I do...

Early the next morning, with dark circles under his eyes that hadn't closed his eyes for half a night, Yan Ziqin watched Mingshu happily check the purchased supplies. The quantity was enough to push down a large part of the boat.

"Why bring so much?" Yan Ziqin was puzzled.

"Bring more, you can make fewer stops on the road, and arrive at Shuzhou earlier. The country can't live without a king, and Shuzhou can't go without justice!" More importantly, men and women have different boats, and if they don't get off the boat, it means Mingshu Don't think about how to avoid him.

"My lady is more thoughtful." Yan Ziqin cupped his hands, his face expressionless, and his heart was already so proud that it shone like gold—look, how virtuous my wife is!
The official ship sailed into the Yangtze River after drifting for more than half a month. It was mid-July, and the weather became hotter and hotter as it went south, and the river was even more humid. A piece of bamboo clothing, the cool thin bamboo tube separates the skin from the clothing material, so as not to generate heat when touching the body.

The situation on Yan Ziqin's side was not much better. The servants were shirtless, and Xu An advised Yan Ziqin to dress cooler, but he was wrapped in a high-collared white ramie dress. The book, said lightly: "A gentleman is cautious about his independence, the sky is bright and the sun is bright, what kind of clothes are not neat?"

Xu Anxin understood, went out of the cabin, and asked the boys to put on their coats. The boys looked puzzled.

Xu Andao: "Our officials are very strict in self-discipline, and you should also discipline your words and deeds, 'It's a bright day, what's wrong with your clothes? How can I explain it clearly?" When the servants heard that they were reasonable, they hurriedly dressed up.

But the weather was so hot that there was not even a breath of wind at night, and even Mingshu, who would rather die than go ashore, couldn't bear it. At that time, she happened to pass through Tongling County, so Nanny Chen took the lead and ordered people to go ashore. One night, anyway, it is only two hundred miles away from Shuzhou, and it will be there in two days.

I don't know how Du Xing, the county magistrate of Tongling, knew that Yan Ziqin was berthing the boat here, and he personally brought people to greet him. The two exchanged warmth and cold at the head of the river. Frost, flakes of snow, both of them are interested, Du Xing suggested that it would be better to take Yan Ziqin's family members to the county yamen, rather than live in a post station.

When he arrived at the back hall of the county government office, Yan Ziqin sent Mingshu to the wing room first, and asked Chunxiu to serve him well, and then he went to the flower hall to continue chatting with Du Xing.He had only eaten two cups of Yangxian tea, and the Xinzi incense was only half burnt, when suddenly there was the sound of beating drums.

The sound of the drum was clearly the "Drum of Injustice" standing in front of the gate of the county government. If the drum was played late at night, there might be a big grievance.The two looked at each other, and walked quickly to the front hall, only to see the yamen servant with a messy man with disheveled hair, the man knelt on the ground and kowtowed, beside him was a corpse wrapped in a white cloth.

"My lord, the grassroots are wronged!" the man said tearfully.

"Where does the injustice come from?" Du Xing said.

"Caomin Yin Dacheng, there was a rich man who hunted hares at night and trampled on my seedlings. Caomin's younger brother went over to stop them, and the two sides quarreled. In a rage, the young man ordered his men to set horses and trample my younger brother to death." While complaining bitterly, Yin Dacheng pulled away the white cloth covering the corpse, revealing his younger brother's remains.

There is no good skin on the bluish face, it has long been swollen and can't see the original face, the scalp is bruised in many places, the clothes are also rubbed to pieces, and the bloody skin can be seen at the damage, which can be described as very miserable.

Du Xing was furious, "Whoever dares to do anything wrong in Tongling County, just tell me whose family it is!"

Yin Dacheng bowed his head, "The grassroots dare not say it."

Du Xing thought that he was afraid of the protection of the officials, so he pointed to Yan Ziqin and said, "Officer Yan, the judge of Shuzhou, is also here, but it's okay for you to say."

Yin Dacheng gritted his teeth for a long time, and said in a muffled voice, "It's your younger brother, Du He."

(End of this chapter)