man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 20

Imperial City.

Shi Wentong's tragic death in the car is not a big deal.

There are a lot of important people in the imperial city, and a mere household doctor is not a high-ranking official.

It can be said that it is small, but it is not small.

After all, he is still the doctor of Liubu.

Shi Wentong's body stayed in the mortuary at Six Gates, Chenghuangmiao Street, East District, for three days.

Six Doors inspected the scene late at night, but found no trace of the murderer, except for the coachman.

The driver was not Zheng's traveler who took a taxi, but Shi Wentong's own confidant.

"The Case of Hubu Langzhong's Death on the Street" was originally intended to be handed over to the Hubu, and let them handle it internally.

However, Ke Tianliang, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, replied lightly that the murders that happened at the feet of the emperor, no matter how big or small, were under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Punishment.

The Ministry of Punishment saw that this was wrong, it was clearly a sudden death, and it was pushed to the Ministry of Officials.

It is said that the Minister of the Ministry of Officials will cancel his official status and issue pensions.

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials was even more reluctant when he heard it. Hearing that when Shi Wentong died, the screams resounded throughout the imperial city.

Several major departments pushed for a day and a night, and finally someone from the top said: The death of the household doctor is strange, and a thorough investigation of the cause of death is limited within three days.

The major officials in the city were ordered to go to the mortuary for autopsy.

Shi Wentong's body still maintained the posture when he died. When the authors lifted the shroud, they saw Shi Wentong's death was horrific, his eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and he was shocked.Moreover, the corpses had been parked for a day and a night, covered with corpse spots, making them even more ferocious. All the workers took a deep breath in unison, feeling the wind blowing in the mortuary, as if someone was screaming for injustice in the dark.

All the big monks tested it all night, but they couldn't find out why.An experienced expert speculated: I was scared to death.

Of course, several major departments do not accept this conclusion.In the end, he had no choice but to invite an old servant who had been an official for many years to make the mountain.

The old Wuzuo was eighty-three this year, already an octogenarian, and walked tremblingly into the mortuary with the support of several disciples.

A few minutes later, the old Wu Zuo frowned and lifted off Swentong's obscenity pants under the eyes of everyone, and immediately understood.

"The yang root is purple, swollen and bruised. It is obvious that the yang tonic is too strong, the deficiency is not tonic, the qi and blood are not adjusted, and the fire is attacking the heart. May I ask Mr. Shi whether he has taken a big tonic orally recently?"

When everyone heard this, they felt that this was unimaginable, so they asked Shi Wentong's family.

After careful investigation, following the clues, even the famous doctor's prescription was found.

The conspiracy is closed.

The truth came out.

Mr. Shi, in the end, you can die in peace and rest in peace.

In the end, the case was handed over to the Ministry of Civil Affairs.

The cause of Swinton's death was not announced, but insider information still spread.

There is no other reason, mainly because it is too funny.

……

After Zheng's recent implementation of a series of "dispersion of wealth" measures, business is booming now. The retail investors who came to make deposits almost broke through the threshold of the bank.

Zhizhi, Pingping, and Lili, who were in charge of visiting the prison, returned and reported to Erniang that the master was well and that he was living a happy life.

After several days of continuous investigation by the household department, they were unable to find any ironclad proof of Zheng's tax evasion. If there is no accident, the master will be free when the official documents are issued.As for how to discuss and appeal for grievances afterwards, it is up to the master to decide.

Erniang finished dealing with the urgent affairs at hand, and planned to go to the prison camp to tell the master the great news.

In addition, when Erniang returned to Zheng's house in the evening yesterday, the cyclist secretly stuffed a thin wooden pipe for her, saying that it was the master's entrusted person to do it, and she had to deliver it to the master himself.

She manages the accounts on a daily basis, and Mr. Zheng draws a large amount of money every month. The name is "monthly money". Zheng Erniang guessed that Zheng Xiu might have secretly raised a group of idlers, but Erniang never asked.

Looking at it now, it really is.

Another important thing is that Er Niang followed Zheng Xiu's order to investigate a small village called "White Carp Village".There was some initial clue about this matter, and Erniang thought she had to send the news to the master.

Er Niang put away the ledger and prepared to leave Zheng's Bank.

Mrs. Zheng took a taxi and waited for a long time, and sent a message.

It is said that there was a strange man in Xiangmanlou who took a handful of sharp stirrup meat and squatted in front of Xiangmanlou to sell it.

And since the opening of Xiangmanlou, the old Dangtou He cook, who has been working in the back kitchen until now, for some reason, fell in love with that man's knives and insisted on buying them.

When getting into the car, Pedestrian started to run forward quickly.

"Then buy it?"

Erniang frowned slightly, feeling puzzled.

How expensive can a knife be?Still need her to make a decision?

"It's the fault here." If the ride is Zhi Zhi, you can recognize him, it's actually the middle-aged driver who went whoring in heaven and earth that night.The coachman grinned, showing two rows of neat white teeth: "This subordinate feels strange. The knife seller said that the knife is only for loan or not for sale, and he insists on seeing the master."

subordinate?

Erniang was stunned, looked at the back of Xing's feet, pondered for a moment, and recognized that this person was the Xing foot who secretly gave her "things" yesterday evening.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world, Erniang lowered her voice and asked: "You are?"

The pedestrians walked faster and faster, and the crowds on both sides passed by Erniang's side, almost becoming afterimages, but the car was pulling extremely smoothly.

"Celebrate the thirteenth, festive celebration, the thirteenth day of the first lunar month. Thanks to the master who didn't dislike the villain when he was in trouble, and entrusted him with a hand. Now I'm thick-skinned, under the master's hands, begging for a few free meals."

Soon Qing Shisan pulled the cart and took Erniang to Xiangmanlou.

In front of the Xiangman building, a young man in coarse linen was sitting by the steps, holding a cloth bag in his hand, judging from the shape, it was undoubtedly a meat chopping knife.

Chef He squatted aside, earnestly persuading the young man to sell the knife, as long as it wasn't too much, he could pay any money.

It seems that Chef He really likes that knife.

Er Niang got out of the car and looked from a distance.

The young man was estimated to be in his twenties, his appearance was not outstanding, and it was difficult to distinguish his features in the crowd.What impressed Erniang the most was the thick, black plaster on the young man's left cheek, which was particularly conspicuous.

The knife seller saw Erniang coming, and grinned: "Isn't this elder sister the master here?"

Er Niang was also decisive in doing business, and she opened her mouth to ask how much the price would be.

"My knife is only on credit, not for sale!"

Er Niang shook her head: "My Zheng family never pays on credit."

The young man patted the dust off his body, and casually handed the knife, which had been tightly covered all morning, to Chef He.

"Sister, I didn't say that I wouldn't take the knife money. No more, no less, a total of 100 taels of silver. When your master 'comes back', the boy will come to pick it up in person...hehe."

100 taels for a kitchen knife is considered a "sky-high price" in the market, but it is nothing in Erniang's eyes. Looking back at Chef He happily running back to the back kitchen to try the knife, Erniang didn't bother to bargain.Just when I wanted to find a young man selling knives and asked for a contact information, the young man had already squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

"Credit knife man?" Qing Shisan leaned against the tree, wiped his sweat with the sweat towel draped over his shoulders, saw this scene, paused, and remembered the rumors that had been circulating in the streets and alleys many years ago.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were no passengers, Qing Shisan sat on the ground, rubbed his feet, took out a stick of dry tobacco from the hidden compartment under the car seat, and lit it with his portable torch.

Qing Shisan swallowed his breath, and said, "It's different today! This is a peaceful world, who still practices these things?"

……

"Weird!"

Erniang didn't take this matter at ease, she muttered, and ordered someone to pack a few side dishes that the master usually likes to eat.

This was the original purpose of her detour to Xiangmanlou.

Qing Shisan turned out to be the master's man, out of blind trust in Zheng Xiu, Er Niang didn't bring other thugs to guard the courtyard, and took Qing Shisan's special car to the prison camp.

All the way through, Erniang came to Room A, and when she was about to tell the master all kinds of good news, she saw Zheng Xiu frowned slightly, lying on his back on the grand teacher's chair, his expression changed slightly.

Erniang looked at Zheng Xiu's face, and couldn't bear to be disturbed, so she quietly guarded outside the prison.

The clever jailer moved a stool.

"Bless the ancestors of the Zheng family, old general, if you have a spirit in heaven, you must also bless, and bless Xiu'er this time, so that you can live in peace."

Erniang closed her eyes and silently prayed for Zheng Xiu, greeting the eighteen generations of Zheng's ancestors and the old father who died so heroically.

(End of this chapter)