Bone Painting Coroner

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Qiao Zihua waiting outside hurried up.

"Second Uncle,"

Qiao Zheng looked at him a few times, frowning deeply, "What's wrong with you? So dirty? Is there blood?"

"Nothing, just fell." Qiao Zihua smiled awkwardly, hiding the bloody sleeves behind him.

Being beaten, it’s humiliating!

Qiao Zheng didn't even bother to care about it, and waved his sleeve, "Okay, go back."

He left.

Qiao Zihua followed.

In the hall, Jing Rong put away a long smile, his face pensive.

Lang Po walked in and arched his hands.

Jing Rong asked, "Have you heard?"

"Ok!"

"So what do you think?"

Langpo solemnly said, "According to Master Fang Caiqiao, Master Peng deliberately played to avenge his prince, and pointed his finger at Yi Wang, and that song was due to the same concerns as Lord Qiao. Ambitious, there will be an accident in the east window sooner or later, so it is only reasonable to work with Master Peng and work together against Yi Wang. This explanation seems reasonable, but it can be justified, but..."

"Say."

"Being an official in a dynasty is not the same as being a military commander. They know how to see the wind and rudder, and plan carefully. If there is no one to plan or push, it is impossible to openly oppose the king." Lang Po Tell the idea.

Jing Rong was half-sounding silently, tapping one finger gently on his thigh, and said softly in his mouth, "Peng Yuanhai? Qu Jiang? Mingshan Academy? Yu Fuzi?"

What is the connection?

Who is the force that is gradually forming behind?

He thought about it and ordered Langpo, "You inform Lu Jiang and check the details of the two of Peng Qu, and... What are the official positions of the students from the Mingshan Academy? carefully."

"Yes!"

Lang Po led his life and was about to withdraw, and the Yin Yin of the post came.

The man handed over the collated information.

"Your lord, this is all sorted out by Attendant Lin. What goods have been in and out of the day when the disaster relief silver was delivered to the post, all the records are on it."

The efficiency is quite high.

He took it and turned it over and nodded. "You go back and tell you Attendant Lin, if there is anything about the disaster relief silver, you will come to him when the time comes."

"Yes."

The rules were withdrawn.

There are several copies of the collated data. After all, there are goods in and out of the post every day.

He turned one of the pages. On the top, the time and date when the disaster relief silver was delivered for the first time a few years ago was recorded. Below, there are also many dense records.

What family's Gongmi, Shidan, is transported from place to place, and to whom, how long is the delivery time, how many stations in the middle do you arrive at, and how long is the residence time.

All of them are detailed.

There are porcelains in Xuancheng, umbrellas in Beiliang, and jade stones from the Shen family in Luzhou city...

Jing Rong closed, his brain hurt, rubbed his temples, his elbows propped on the table next to him, his head closed.

Lang Po stepped up and said, "My lord, let my lord take a look at it. If there is something suspicious, arrange it and take it for you to go through again."

"No need, Ben Wang will rest for a while, you first step back and tell me Lu Jiang in advance.

"Yes!"

Langpo went out.

Ushio!

In the dull sky, there was a sudden thunder and thunder, and a dark cloud pressed over the top of the head, and a strong wind blew, and the leaves whizzed, shaking against the light rain, and the rain was getting bigger and stronger.

Because the rain came so suddenly, Ji Yunshu was a little caught off guard. He quickly ordered people to put the bones in the yard into the house, but the bones were still wet.

The white cloth was wet and dripping down the water, running down the corner of the table and onto the ground.

A large piece of wet on the clean ground.

Auntie Xie wiped the bone with her clothes again and again, tears flowing.

When Ji Yunshu looked outside, he saw that the doll placed on the white cloth was rolling next to a pot of flowers and was hit by rain.

Without a word, she rushed out of the room.

"Mr. Ji?"

Makeup quickly took an umbrella and chased it out, hitting her on the head.

She picked up the rag dolls on the ground, and some of the dirty coarse cloths became more dirty, and the cold rain also oozed out of the gradually bulky cotton brie.

She clenched her palm tightly and wanted to wring it out.

just--

The palm of her hand had just been pressed hard, and the rag doll hadn't been caught by her. Then there was something in the cotton that hit her, and she loosened her hand.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

"There seems to be something here."

Makeup surprised, "What can there be in this doll?"

Ji Yunshu frowned and squeezed a few times with his hands. There was indeed something hidden in the cotton inside. That thing was small but very hard. It felt a bit like an ellipse, but the rounded end seemed to have a triangle, like ……a fish!

Yes, it is the shape of a fish.

She suddenly remembered what Qiao Zihua said before, Ye Er had been with a man with a fish-shaped jade pendant. The fish-shaped thing in the rag doll, shouldn't it be the man's jade pendant?

She wanted to squeeze again!

Thankfully, Auntie rushed out, and grabbed the rag doll, looking at her in a panic.

"Mr. Ji, this doll... nothing to see." She shuddered.

Ji Yunshu didn't say anything, just pushed the umbrella above her head towards her, "Go, go in and talk."

After entering, Ji Yunshu did not hurry to pick out, let Qiaoer cook two bowls of ginger soup.

"Auntie Xie, have a bowl of ginger soup."

She nodded, and never let go of the doll in her hand.

After she finished drinking, Ji Yunshu said, "That doll is soaked in water, it's better to give it to Qiaoer and let her take it to the stove to dry it."

Qiaoer hurriedly stepped forward when she heard the words, but Auntie Xie suddenly leaned aside, hiding the rag doll behind her, lowering her eyes.

"If you don't need it, you won't trouble the girl."

"It's okay, no trouble, just put this doll over and take a few steps, bring it to me." Qiaoer came forward to get it.

Where to know--

"It's all said no." Aunt Xie's tone increased.

Qiaoer was stunned for a while. Her hands were still in the air, neither was it stretched out, nor was it retracted. In short, she froze there, and then Zhao Jiyunshu cast her gaze, wanting to ask her opinion.

Ji Yunshu waved his hand, "You two will retreat first."

Qiaoer and Zhuanger glanced at each other, and then went out with the bowl of ginger soup.

Wait for someone to leave.

Ji Yunshu's eyes fell on the doll in Xie Auntie's arms, and she slowly said a word in her mouth.

"What's in that doll... whose is it?"