medical law

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Inside the detective building.

The golden amber pupils rolled around, looked at Chen Yixue puzzledly and asked: "You don't want to take so many cases?"

Chen Yixue was lazily leaning on the soft couch, with her slender thighs crossed, leaning against the other end of the couch, with one hand resting on the back of her head, and the other holding the scroll, without raising her eyebrows, she lazily replied : "Well, no answer!"

Jin Jin's fair face was stained with a slight smile, and he stared at him with wide eyes: "Then what exactly are you going to do with the detective studio?"

Chen Yixue put down the book, met Jin Zi's gaze with cold eyes, and asked lightly: "Please use your brain, San Niang?"

what?

Jin Zi was slightly taken aback.

What do you mean?

"The cause of death of General Hushi has been examined by the imperial doctor of the imperial hospital and the most experienced gold medalist in the imperial capital. The cause of death is not suspicious. The Holy Majesty has issued a decree to send the old general's body back to Xianju Mansion for burial. We A small detective studio, why should you question other people's autopsy results? Besides, do you think my current status is suitable for any interaction with people in the General's Mansion?" Chen Yixue's two burning eyes fell on Jin Zi's face, and the corners of his mouth Raising a beautiful arc, but the smile is full of playfulness.

Jin Zi nodded suddenly. Indeed, if he intervened in the investigation, he would have to go to the General's Mansion to investigate the scene. In that case, the identity Chen Yixue wanted to hide would also be exposed.Furthermore, re-verification of the cause of death of General Hushi is a serious matter. Even General Ke Shao must report to the court and intervene in the investigation.Undoubtedly, she is challenging the authority of Tai Hospital and Imperial Capital's gold medalist. She herself is not afraid of anything when she stands above justice, but she is afraid of hurting the innocent people around her.

In the final analysis, I was too inconsiderate...

Jin Zi pouted stubbornly, although he was aware of his carelessness in his heart, he was determined not to lose face, especially in front of Chen Yixue.

Chen Yixue looked at Jin Zi's face that was gradually turning red, and a faint smile appeared in her calm eyes.

"The mouth is so upturned that you can hang an oil bottle, so ugly!" Chen Yixue leaned forward slightly.The deep and deep voice seemed to be hovering above Jin Jin's head, lightly, with a touch of playfulness and flattery: "There are a few other cases, does Sanniang think those are necessary to investigate? The sesame mung bean matter is also found in the Detective Office. I'm not used to being entertained like this!"

Not used to being entertained!

Jin Jin admitted that he was amused by this sentence, and did not hold his lips.He burst out laughing.

"It's good to laugh! In short, when I take over the case, I will have my own principles, just like my father sticks to his promise to his mother and resolutely refuses to accept concubines. He said that is called Ning Que Wu Lan!" Chen Yixue looked into Jin Zi's eyes faintly. circulation.Clear and transparent.

When Jin Zi raised his eyes, their faces were less than an arm's distance apart.And she clearly saw the depths of the obsidian-like dark pupils, reflecting her small figure, looking straight at her like that, as if she wanted to see her heart.

Will he be like his father in the future?

Because of love, stick to the promise to a woman and be consistent!

The life and death agreement is broad, and Zicheng said.hold your hand.Grow old together?

Will it?

Jin Zi felt that the lake of his heart was being stirred up circle after circle of ripples, rippling silently...

She looked away.Responding lightly: "I understand, you are the boss, so it's up to you whether you accept the case or not!"

"You know, when I get along with everyone in the museum, I never pretend to be superior to others!" Chen Yixue slowly sat back on the soft couch, whispering softly.

Jin Zi curled his lips, admitting in his heart that he once again fell behind in front of God Chen...

******

Hussar General's Mansion in Xianju Mansion.

The majestic mansion is enveloped in a piece of plain onyx, a piece of white flowers, as if covered with a layer of white frost in the night.The white lanterns under the eaves illuminate the courtyard brightly, and the slightly flickering lights lengthen the figures who come in and out.

The two servants guarding the door mechanically paid homage to each guest, and the guests who were about to leave the mansion returned the salute and knelt down.

Princess Huilan and Ma Chenjing, accompanied by Major General Ke Zijun, left the General's Mansion.

Ke Zijun was dressed in hemp and filial piety, while Princess Huilan and Chen Jing were dressed in plain white.

"There's no need to send it off anymore, Major General, let's go in!" Princess Huilan stopped and looked back at Ke Zijun sadly.

Jun Ma Chenjing also made a bow, and said in agreement: "Young general, please stay!"

Ke Zijun nodded with a smile, cupped his hands and said: "I am very grateful to the princess and the county horse for coming to see my father off for the last time! I will visit you two again in the future!"

Ke Zijun is the son of the Great General of Hushi, and when the Great General dies, he will naturally inherit the title. Now being able to call himself a son is enough to show his respect for Princess Huilan and his wife, which made Princess Huilan a little panicked, and hurriedly said He said: "Don't dare to be!"

Princess Huilan's father, Prince Duansu, has a high reputation in the court and is deeply respected by the Holy One. Princess Huilan committed herself to marrying a merchant, staying away from the power struggles in the imperial capital, and has no mutual interests with the factions in the court. To be respected like this is really an honor to my father.

The three of them stood at the gate of the mansion and exchanged a few words. It was not until Princess Huilan and his wife got into the carriage and drove away that Ke Zijun turned and walked into the mansion.

After knocking on the clapper three times, fewer and fewer people came to pay their respects, and almost all the carriages and sedan chairs parked on the long street were gone.

Ke Zijun knelt in front of the coffin, and added a dark vessel to the brazier by himself. Under the shadow of the candlelight in front of the coffin, his handsome face was shrouded in a faint shadow, making him look even more gloomy and stern.

The night wind blows in, the wreaths before the coffin, the hanging flowers of the mourning stick rustle, and the atmosphere is very empty.

A servant hurried in from outside the door and stood outside the mourning hall. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Ke Zijun raised his eyes and flew a stern cold light.

The little servant was caught by his sharp and cold eyes, and suddenly knelt down, stammering: "Young... Major General, this slave has no intention... to offend the old general. It's because Xiao... , The Happy King is here!"

As soon as the little servant finished speaking, Ke Zijun stood up from the mourning hall, strode out of the mourning hall, and greeted him.

After passing through the long corridor, he saw the long and lazy figure of Xiaoyao Wang Long Tingxuan appearing in his sight from a distance.

The corner of Ke Zijun's mouth twitched, this guy is as relaxed as ever!

He quickened his pace, stood a zhang away and bowed to him: "King Xiaoyao is here, I am sorry to welcome you. I hope you will forgive me!"

With a smile in Long Tingxuan's clear eyes, he stepped forward quickly, and the handle of the fan decorated with sapphire pixiu raised Ke Zijun's arm, and said indifferently: "I don't understand why, is the major general hurting the king? The king came late, but I hope the old general will not blame him!"

Ke Zijun glanced at Long Tingxuan.He hurriedly said: "The prince can come to pay homage, I am very grateful, I believe my father will also be grateful to the prince under the nine springs, how can he blame him?"

Long Tingxuan smiled lightly, there was no need to be grateful, just don't put the blame on him.

"Where is the mourning hall? I'd better go burn incense to the old general first!" Long Tingxuan said.

"Here. My lord, please follow me!" Ke Zijun bowed his hands and bowed, and then walked ahead to lead the way.

Long Tingxuan followed slowly.Ah Sang followed closely behind, carefully sizing up the layout and scenery of the General's Mansion with his slender eyes.

Inside the mourning hall, white smoke curled up from the incense table, surrounded by vast plains.

There was an unsealed coffin in the center, Long Tingxuan looked calm, his handsome eyebrows were slightly tangled, and he gently stroked the coffin.

by candlelight.An old man with gray beard and hair was lying quietly in the coffin.

His face was thickly painted with lead powder, and there was light rouge on the cheekbones.It looks like a normal blush.Wearing an exquisitely embroidered panlong shroud of general grade, with his hands folded naturally on his chest, his hair tied with a jade crown, shining with pearls, he was as quiet as if he was asleep.

Looking at the body of General Hussars, Long Tingxuan pondered for a while, then slowly raised his head, looked at Ke Zijun who was handing over the sandalwood and said, "The old general walked away peacefully, my condolences to the young general!"

Ke Zijun stunned, and said yes lightly!

Holding the incense, Long Tingxuan bowed three times to the mourning hall, then handed the sandalwood to Ke Zijun, asking him to do it for him, and put it on the incense table.

Although the two knew each other, they were not familiar with each other. After exchanging pleasantries and consoling words, Long Tingxuan was ready to leave.

Ke Zijun was a little suspicious about Long Tingxuan's appearance in Xianju Mansion. It was rumored that Xiaoyao Wang was good at dancing, lazy by nature, and ignored the government.

Long Tingxuan smiled lightly, only said that he had accepted the order of the Holy Majesty, he could not shirk it, so he could only bite the bullet and track down the trace of the bodyguard of the first prince of Lou Yue Kingdom.

"Prince Lou Yue's bodyguard?" Ke Zijun rolled his eyes, somewhat puzzled.

Long Tingxuan had no choice but to make a long story short, and briefly explained the assassination of King Goluo, then sighed and said: "Father promised Goluo that he will help him find out the prince's guards who have evil intentions, and escort him to Lou Yue Kingdom. , this king unfortunately took over this matter, it is really troublesome!"

Ke Zijun grinned and asked, "Do you need my help?"

Long Tingxuan smiled slyly, waved his hands and said: "No need, this king took this job as a cover, and traveling in the mountains and rivers is the real thing. You don't have to be polite, major general. If you can't complete the task, King Goluo can't take this job either. How does the king..."

Ke Zijun smiled lowly, watching Xiaoyao Wang's car drive away.

Inside the carriage, Long Tingxuan was sitting on the couch with his chest full, his deep and dark eyes staring blankly, his thoughts wandering.

He had already received Yingwu's secret letter, and the Detective Agency rejected Ke Zijun's commission as he expected, which saved Long Tingxuan a lot of unnecessary trouble.However, Ke Zijun is also a deep-rooted man, and the investigation of the case involving Zhechong's secret letter will become more and more difficult.Nightmare did not find any useful information in General Hussar's Mansion, and these information must have been hidden by Ke Yueyun...

Where will it be?

Long Tingxuan pursed his lips, and lightly tapped the surface of the soft couch.

Ah Sang drove the carriage across the long street, and at night, there was no one on the long street, only a faint mist shrouded the sky, making the night darker and hazy. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)