Chapter 13:

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Chapter Thirteen
At that time, people did not know Bing Ge, Qing Ye Ye Ye everywhere.
The spring in the Huafa Cave lasts forever, and there are many winds on the Yueming clothes.
After King Huai went there were no chickens and dogs, and the Emperor Yang returned to bury Qiluo.
The twenty-four bridge was empty and silent, and the green Yang destroyed the depreciated Guanhe River.
The station ship slowly docked at Yangzhou Guanyi Wharf. The wind is already the spring breeze of Jiangnan, with a little coolness, and gently flicking the hair of the robe.
This summer, he packed his clothes, and Yang Yue followed Yang Chengwan to disembark. Walking at the forefront is naturally the highest-ranked Dali Temple Zuosi Cheng Liu Xiangzuo, wearing a black gauze, wearing a green and blue embroidered round neck robe, embroidered with white pheasant, silver thyra flower belt, wearing soap leather boots, There are absolutely no oversteps in the rules.
Lu Yixing's left behind is still a flying fish suit, with a faint expression, which complements the sky.
On the pier, Yangzhou City officials, who had received letters early in the morning, stood tall and tall, and at least a few dozen people were estimated in the past. Squinting again, embroidered peacock on the regular clothes worn by the first person, it can be seen that it is a senior product.
This summer, these people whispered, these people naturally did not come to greet her, but directed at Liu Xiangzuo and Lu Yi. Liu Xiangzuo is the left temple of Dali Temple, but it is only of the fifth grade. The only thing that can have this "prestige" is Lu Yi. Although it is the experience of Qipin Jinyiwei, there is a dad who is the highest commander of Jinyiwei. Of course, the treatment is different.
Looking at the landing interpretation, both the courtesy and the arrogance saw the courtesy of Yangzhou officials, and he said a few words to the embassy of the embassy of the imprisonment. The inspector nodded, turned his head, and ordered his entourage. The entourage quickly stepped onto the boat, and after a short time, the eight black-painted camphor wooden boxes were lifted down, and Sha Xiuzhu was also escorted out.
How exactly does he plan to deal with Sha Xiuzhu? And this set of birthdays? If I don't understand this summer, Lu Yi can't guess at all.
Now I see the boxes being carried away, but I don't even understand. Poke Yang Yue this summer and whisper: "You said, where will those boxes move?"
Yang Yue's mind is not here at all. According to the old rules, there will be a feast for the wind. There are many famous dishes in Jiangnan, and the officials are rich in oil. He is guessing where he will be invited to eat later.
"Where to go? The best is Qifen Pavilion. I heard that Yangzhou Qifen Pavilion's food was opened by the original palace chef. The spring bamboo shoots are the freshest at this time. Do you remember what I said, Jiangnan's spring bamboo shoots have red skin, take Fatty meat is put on the spring bamboo shoots and steamed together. After the steaming is done, the fat meat will not be eaten. The bamboo shoots will be full of gravy, smooth and fragrant, and the taste will be good..." he muttered.
This summer, I have completely forgotten my previous question, and anxiously said: "The fat is lost, it's a mess!"
"That meat is for you, I eat bamboo shoots." Yang Yue said very well.
"No, I want to eat bamboo shoots too. I remember you said that there is a hollow meatball with lard in the middle. It will melt once the lard is steamed. It's delicious."
"Yes, yes..."
They talked straight, and the more they talked, the more excited they were.
At the moment, Lu Yi at the front has politely declined the banquet of the Yangzhou prefecture, saying that the emperor is in his life and he does not dare to slack off. He hopes that the case can be investigated now. Dali Temple Zuosi Cheng Liu Xiang left the seasick seasick, with blue teeth and white teeth, but actually had no appetite.
Regarding the reception of Lu Yi, Yangzhou Prefecture held the attitude of "don't seek merit but seek nothing", as long as he is not guilty, don't let Lu Yi return to Beijing and sue himself black. So, seeing that Liu Xiangzuo and Lu Yi both quit, he did not reluctantly, put him in the car, and sent two prisoners to assist them in investigating the case before he led a group of officials to leave.
At the moment, Liu Xiangzuo, dizzy and floating, wanted to immediately find a bed that wouldn't shake and lay down on the ground for three days and three nights. When Lu Yi consulted with him, he was busy expressing his willingness to first check the dossier, inspecting the dead body and exploring the location of the case would be troublesome. Lu Yi has no objections, but is embarrassed to say that he still needs help. Liu Xiangzuo generously indicated that Yang Chengwan and other three people would be dispatched by him at will, and the rough work and dirty work would make it unnecessary to worry.
After summoning Yang Chengwan and confessing that they had followed Lu Yi's mission, Liu Xiangzuo got on the sedan chair.
Lu Yicai Shi Shiran got on another sedan chair. The bearer lifted the car securely. Yang Chengwan called on the two apprentices who were still whispering, and motioned them to mount.
"Boss, where are we going to eat?" asked with amusement this summer.
"Northern suburbs." Knowing the nature of these two children, Yang Chengwan directly ignored the word "eat" in her words.
Yang Yuesi muttered: "I haven't heard anything delicious in the northern suburbs."
"Maybe it's a new one." This summer, the sturdy round horse's belly was sandwiched happily, "Jiangnan is good, you see, even the horses are shiny and shiny."
In the northern suburbs, grass buds start out tenderly and delicately like jade carvings. Yan'er flies low and shuttles back and forth in the air.
Near Wushanzhuang, there is no village Guo, looking around melancholy this summer, it really does not look like a place to eat. She poked Yang Yue and motioned him to ask.
"Dad, how do I feel like a mass grave here?" Yang Yue asked Yang Chengwan.
Yang Chengwan nodded lightly and said: "Zhou Xian has been buried here, and experienced that the adults will dig graves and re-check the body."
"There should be an autopsy."
"Experience the rigorous work done by adults, you must personally examine the body."
"But... it's time to see the food stall...Boss, should you be hungry?"
This summer is not without disappointment, even if there is no fine wine and food, you don’t have to dig graves and corpses, the gap is really too big.
Yang Chengwan glanced at her: "I'm not hungry, you two are better not to be hungry, but digging graves is hard work."
This summer, I dare not talk back to the boss, turn my head and whisper to Yang Yue Hao: "You said that he has a great experience in Jinyiwei, how come he didn't even take a follower, is he trying to call us?"
Yang Yuechang sighed: "When I have been away for so long, I have learned two words and I want to encourage you with Lord Xia."
"Which two words?"
"Accept fate."
Listen this summer, and give him a big eye: "Little Master does not."
The curtain car was undulating in the drizzle, Lu Yi closed his eyes and calmed his face, his expression was indifferent, his slender fingers had been gently resting on the edge of the car window, the car curtain flicked, and the movement outside was clear.
Going straight to an old willow tree, the warden leading the way turned over and dismounted, instructing the bearer to stop. He said respectfully to the curtain chair: "Experience Master, Zhou Xian's tomb is here."
One bearer hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car, and the other bearer had already stretched out the tarpaulin and waited. Lu Yi walked out slowly and looked at the new grave. There was no nonsense: "Dig it."
He didn't say who to dig. This summer he was stunned, hoping that the local prisoner might dig. And Yang Chengwan had lifted his feet over and saw that, she and Yang Yue quickly caught up.
"Dad, here I come." Yang Yue hurriedly said.
"Boss, let's do this kind of rough work, you can just watch it."
She took the shovel from the prisoner and didn't dare to delay the effort. With one side of Yang Yue, the shovel was shoveled down, the soil debris splashed, and everyone else had to retreat to the outside.
Those who can be dragged to the burial place are indiscriminate and will not be buried deep. Those with coffins are considered lucky, and most of them are wrapped in broken seats and buried. Look at the work of these two people is really very pretty, Lu Yi had to worry about which shovel to go down to shovel Zhou Xian's head to the lower half, just about to speak, he heard this summer "Ah"...
"There's something here!" During the talk, she had picked up the object, sniffed it on her nose, and looked curiously. "It's a sachet..."
Lu Yi strode over, reached over and took a look, and saw a lotus lotus-colored scented bag, embroidered with silk thread and Tilian lotus, charming and charming.
"This needlework is really bright." This summer, he probed his head and said, "You can sell more than two bucks if you take less on the market."
"You dig next, be careful, don't hurt the body."
Lu Yi asked her lightly, then took a sachet and turned away, walked to Yang Chengwan, and handed him: "Senior Yang, look at this sachet."
Yang Chengwan bowed his back, took the sachet respectfully, narrowed his eyes, looked and looked, and sniffed again.
"Smell the aroma, it should be blue petals, like something used by women..." He raised his head, returned the sachet, and yelled towards Lu, "As far as I know, Zhou Xian has not brought his family on this trip , Maybe someone else left here?"
Lu Yi nodded his head and pushed the sachet into his sleeve. At this time, he heard a few muffled noises. It was the movement of the shovel hitting the coffin.
"Dig! Do you want to pry it open?" shouted with a shovel this summer. She was so hungry that she could not finish her meal early and go back for a hot meal.
Lu Yi looked up at the sky and nodded: "Pry away."
Zhou Xian in the coffin has been buried for a few days, and the body must have begun to rot. This summer, he complained about this unlucky errand in his heart, and took a cloth towel from his arms and wrapped it up in a shovel. Cover.
Yang Yue, like her, also put the shovel on the seam of the coffin cover. The two looked at each other, and at the same time, the coffin lid creaked, several coffin nails were reluctantly stiffened, the coffin was opened a gap, and a stench came out.
Despite covering his mouth and nose, he was almost vomited by this strong body odor this summer, and quickly jumped out of the pit quickly with his hands and feet, frowning with a bitter face, trying to dispel the odor as much as possible.
"It's estimated that it's all rotten, but... is it still to be tested?" she asked Lu Yi.
Lu Yi looked at her indifferently: "Of course, open it soon."
Glancing at Yang Chengwan not far away, he jumped into the pit this summer and took a shovel with Yang Yue, prying out all the coffins, and finally unloading the coffin cover aside...
Amidst the foul smell, a male corpse in an official uniform lay quietly, and Tie Qing's face leaned against the gloomy sky.
Looking around this summer, the probe saw maggots crawling on the bare hand of the corpse, which already had a few decaying holes.
According to her experience, by this time, the corpse could not move at all, and all of the body was rotten. As soon as the blood was moved, it had to burst out, and maybe all the arms, legs, eyes, and the like had to fall. So she turned her head to see Lu Yi, who was condescending and looked at the corpse in the coffin, with no emotion on her face.
Lu Yi has seen Zhou Xianji.
Three years ago, in Huhu, he had a relationship with Zhou Xian. At that time, Zhou Xian had been appointed to Huhu, Zheng Jiupin, although he was a spokesperson, was a quiet man with little attention. Office.
Lu Yi remembers him because of Zhou Xian's boots.
At that time, it was in the cold winter twelfth lunar month. After the snow, the boots, buckskin boots or sheepskin boots under the officials' feet, there were cotton boots no matter what. Zhou Xian has also worn a pair of old leather boots on his feet, but the edge was open. It is estimated that there was a lot of snow infiltration. He was roasting by the brazier in silence.
It is a well-known thing for Beijing officials to be poor, but most officials have the means to get extra oil and water. It is really rare for poor officials like Zhou Xian already.