Concubine

Chapter 168
Song Yun'er was a little curious, and asked, "Is Third Aunt snoring while sleeping?"

Mrs. Yang nodded.

Yang Qiuchi also asked: "Uncle, can you tell from the sound of snoring that it's the third aunt?" Yang Qiuchi regretted it when he asked, the old man and the third aunt slept on the same pillow for more than a year, how could he not know Woolen cloth.

Sure enough, Mrs. Yang said: "It's her snoring, that's right." After a pause, he continued, "The day after she died, I went to sleep in her room. People say that people will die within seven days. Returning to the soul, thinking about whether she will see me pitifully, she asked her to come back to see me. I can say sorry to her..."

Having said this, Mrs. Yang's words choked up a little.It seems that Mrs. Yang really has deep feelings for this concubine.

Yang Qiuchi took a peek at the grandma, and saw that her face was indifferent, as if she hadn't heard Mrs. Yang's words, but a contemptuous sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Old Mrs. Yang paused for a while, and then continued: "That night I leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep in a daze. Suddenly I heard a snoring sound, which was very soft but very familiar. It was definitely hers. I I was overjoyed, and when I woke up, I saw her in a white dress—she liked to wear such a white dress before—laying beside me."

"I cried out in surprise, and stretched out my hand to touch her face. Unexpectedly, the touch was empty. Her whole body flew up flat, and then slowly stood in front of the bed. I sat up and was about to walk over. I saw the skin on her face fall off piece by piece, turning into a bloody skull!"

"I kept yelling in fright, and the white-clothed skeleton became bigger and bigger, bloody, and slowly walked towards me, and then I was frightened and passed out. When I woke up, it was already dawn."

After listening to Mr. Yang's description of the process of seeing a ghost, Yang Qiuchi's heart skipped a beat. It was very similar to his second ghost experience, which meant that Mr. Yang was also given hallucinogenic drugs.

Yang Qiuchi asked: "Uncle, on the night that Third Aunt passed away, what time was it when you went to the small attic?"

"Four watches!" Old Master Yang said with certainty, "I just heard the clapper ringing outside and remembered that it was also four watches when Shan'er was born. That's why I wanted to go see her."

The fourth watch was the estimated time when the crime was committed. At that time, Mrs. Yang heard the snoring of the third aunt, which meant that the third aunt was not dead at that time.Maybe, when Old Master Yang left, the murderer entered the small attic and killed the third concubine, and Old Master Yang couldn't see him for the last time.

Grandma interjected and said: "Master, let's not talk about this for now. Patrons don't drink and eat food when they talk, the food is cold."

"Yes, eat, eat!" Old Mrs. Yang greeted, and then ordered Butler Pang to arrange for people to heat up the food.In this winter, food tends to get cold.

Butler Pang greeted him back and forth, very busy.Yang Qiuchi felt a little emotional: "Butler Pang is really a master inside and out."

The grandma also praised: "Yes, there are many maids and women in the family, but none of them are useful. If you don't look at him, you will just hide away. It would be impossible without Butler Pang. The rent collector outside Accounts, reception, delivery, and even three meals a day, all rely on the butler Pang to take care of them."

Steward Pang smiled a little embarrassedly when he heard the grandma praise him, and went on to work again.

After Mrs. Yang stopped talking about these sad things, everyone raised their glasses and started to drink freely. Drinking in this winter can relax the tendons and activate the blood, and eating makes people's blood boil.

While drinking, Nan Gongxiong came back and whispered something in Yang Qiuchi's ear.A knowing smile appeared on Yang Qiuchi's face, and he whispered something in Nan Gongxiong's ear.Nan Gongxiong nodded, stepped back a few steps behind Yang Qiuchi and stood there.

When the banquet was over, Yang Qiuchi and the others were a little drunk again.As usual, Mrs. Yang ordered brown sugar and mung bean soup to sober up.

After a while, the maids brought up the hangover soup on a large tray.Butler Pang personally brought the sobering soups from the tray to Yang Qiuchi and the others one by one.

Song Yun'er took a small spoon and tasted it, frowned, and said, "It's so bland, it doesn't have any taste at all." Turning to Butler Pang, she said, "Hey! Bring me some brown sugar."

Master Tongzhi's daughter had instructions, butler Pang hurriedly agreed with a bow, and ordered the maid to get it.Song Yuner's face sank: "Why, I asked you to get it, but you asked someone else to get it, you are quite arrogant!"

Song Tongzhi shouted: "Yun'er must not be unreasonable!"

Song Yun'er pursed her mouth, twisted her body, and snorted, showing the boss not convinced.

Seeing that the acquaintance's daughter was angry, Steward Pang was a little panicked, and hurried out of the living room to get brown sugar with his waist bent.

At this time, a lantern on the beam in front of the hall suddenly fell, fell to the ground with a bang, and immediately caught fire.

Grandma Zhou, Yang Aixiao, etc. screamed in shock, stood up in a panic and hid everywhere.Old Mrs. Yang also panicked, stood up and asked the servants to put out the fire.

The fire of the lantern was not too big, it just fell down and ignited suddenly, which shocked everyone and made them flustered a little.The servants quickly put out the fire of the lantern.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and another servant hurriedly brought new lanterns to replace them.

At this moment, Steward Pang came back with a bowl of brown sugar. Song Yun'er took it, put a large spoonful into the bowl, and put another spoonful into Yang Qiuchi's bowl before he drank it.

Yang Qiuchi whispered a few words in Song Tongzhi's ear, Song Tongzhi nodded, called Butler Pang over, picked up his bowl of brown sugar and mung bean soup, stood up and said, "Butler Pang, you, you belong to Mrs. Yang. Left hand, right arm, I heard Old Master Yang say, he, he has always treated you like a brother, just like a brother. Just now, the little girl said something inappropriate, so Steward Pang should not care about it. Steward Pang has worked hard, so, please drink this bowl of hangover soup. Ben, I will reward you."

Song Tongzhi is a fifth-rank official of the imperial court, equivalent to the current executive deputy secretary of the prefectural committee. Giving a drink to a small housekeeper is a great face for him. Housekeeper Pang was flattered and even said he dared not.Stowing his waist, he took the bowl of brown sugar and mung bean soup respectfully, drank it all in one gulp, and thanked him repeatedly.

The maid next to him brought another bowl of hangover soup to Song Tongzhi.

Yang Qiuchi and the others also drank the hangover soup.Just as he was about to leave the table and go back to rest, he saw a black shadow flash in, get into the table, and came to Yang Qiuchi's feet.Yang Qiuchi lowered his head and exclaimed, "Xiao Hei! Why are you here!"

That black shadow is Yang Qiuchi's beloved little black dog, Xiao Hei.

Yang Qiuchi and the others came to visit their relatives this time, and they didn't have a case-solving task when they came, so they didn't bring Xiao Hei.Besides, Yang Qiuchi is the county magistrate first, how can he bring a puppy everywhere, that would be a loss of official prestige.

The little black dog circled around Yang Qiuchi's feet affectionately, wagging its little tail. Yang Qiuchi bent down to pick up the little black dog, and asked, "Xiao Hei, why are you here?"

The little black dog barked twice as an answer.Stretching out his tongue to lick Yang Qiuchi's hand, it was very itchy.

At this moment, a servant rushed in and said: "Old Master, my lords, Mrs. Yang and the others have returned from Ningguo Mansion."

Ah, Xiaoxue is back?Both Yang Qiuchi and Yang's mother were both surprised and happy. They thought they would not arrive until the next day.Xiao Hei must have been brought back by Feng Xiaoxue and the others.

Yang Qiuchi hugged the little black dog to welcome him out the door, and saw a group of people approaching from a distance, the first one was his wife Feng Xiaoxue.

"Xiaoxue~!" Yang Qiuchi barked happily, and put down the little black dog.

"Husband!" Feng Xiaoxue trotted up to meet her, holding Yang Qiuchi's hand, her face was full of joy, as if she had been separated for a long time.The little black dog was jumping around in circles under their feet, barking and barking.

"Why did you arrive today? I expected to arrive tomorrow."

Xia Ping, the female guard leader behind Feng Xiaoxue, said: "Madam said that the young master is in a hurry to use this treasure, so we rushed all night, so we arrived early."

Yang Qiuchi patted the white snow off Feng Xiaoxue's body distressedly, and said, "Look at you, what's the rush? It's getting dark, and the mountain road is not easy to walk. What if you fall, what should you do?"

At this moment, Song Yun'er also helped Yang's mother to run up, and Yang's mother said: "Xiaoxue, why are you so anxious, you can just come back early tomorrow morning."

Feng Xiaoxue went over to support Yang's mother, and said: "Mother, I'm worried that my husband is in a hurry to use it, and nothing happened to us, don't worry."

Song Yun'er came over and took Feng Xiaoxue's arm affectionately, and said, "Sister-in-law, come in, it's so cold outside."

"That's right, come in!" Mother Yang said.With Song Yuner on the left and Feng Xiaoxue on the right, leaving Yang Qiuchi aside, the three walked into the hall side by side talking and laughing.

Yang Qiuchi became a follower now, and followed them into the living room.

Feng Xiaoxue and the others hadn't eaten yet, so Grandma hurriedly ordered Steward Pang to re-organize the banquet.

When Feng Xiaoxue and the others were eating, Yang Qiuchi ordered Steward Pang to prepare a clean table, put an incense burner on it, and prepare a porcelain bowl for blood to recognize relatives.

While Feng Xiaoxue and the others were eating, Yang Qiuchi took a shower and changed his clothes to get ready.After they finished their meal, everything was ready, and then they cleaned their hands and burned incense, and began to recognize their relatives by dripping blood.

After the little girl Zhichun brought Shan'er, Yang Qiuchi took two blood-drawing knives from the forensic evidence investigation box brought back by Feng Xiaoxue. for a moment.Blood came out.

Shan'er cried, casting some gray on this drop of blood.

I took out two glass straws from the forensic evidence investigation box, sucked the blood of the two people respectively, put the glass straws in a tray, and then put the porcelain bowl that was going to be used to drip blood to recognize relatives into the tray, saying that I You have to pray for the blessing of the gods alone, and then confess your relatives by dripping blood, so that it will be effective.

Yang Qiuchi carried the forensic evidence investigation box into the wing room and closed the door.After a long time, he carefully walked out holding the tray with two glass straws and a porcelain bowl with a dignified expression, and placed them on the table respectfully.

Lighted another stick of incense, and after silently praying, he turned around and said, "Now I want to test whether Shan'er is the old man's son, I will drop their blood into a bowl, if it is, their blood will Melt together, otherwise, they won't be able to mix together!"

As for whether there is a parent-child relationship between the living and the dead, the case of Di Gu’s confession of relatives was recorded as early as the Three Kingdoms era: At that time, Chen Ye’s brothers crossed the sea and died, and there were 60 to [-] victims at the same time. Corrupt, unrecognizable.Chen Ye thought that if it was a relative, it would be different, so he cut his arm and sprinkled blood on the bones. Sure enough, the blood soaked into one bone, but the blood did not enter the rest of the bones.

Song Ci's "Washing Injustice Records" records the method of probing bones: "It is said that if A is a father or mother, and there are bones, and B comes to identify his biological male or female, how can he test it? Try to ask B to stab one or two Drop blood on the bones, if it is a biological relative, the blood will seep into the bone, otherwise it will not enter. The common saying is "drip the bone relatives" and cover it." And it stipulates the detailed operation method.

As for the method of testing the parent-child relationship in vivo, that is, the method of combining blood, commonly known as blood-drop recognition (the kind in Zhou Xingchi's "Nine Pins of Sesame Officials"), only appeared in the Ming Dynasty.

The "Guidelines for Examining Corpse Wounds" in the late Ming Dynasty, the "Fuhui Quanshu" in the early Qing Dynasty, and "Corrected Version of Cleaning up Wrongs" all have exactly the same records: "Parents and brothers may be separated since childhood, and they want to know each other. It is difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the false. , so that each prick bleeds, drip it into a container, and it will coagulate into one, otherwise it will not coagulate."

Therefore, Mrs. Yang and the others have also heard of the saying of blood recognition, but they have never seen it.

Just now Yang Qiuchi solemnly bathed and changed clothes, washed his hands and burned incense, and prayed alone, which already made them feel some kind of mysterious power.Later, the two glass straws that Yang Qiuchi took out surprised them even more.They had never seen clear glass, nor had they seen rubber.Seeing that Yang Qiuchi pinched his hand and the long transparent tube sucked blood in, he was even more surprised, and his heart was filled with awe.

People are like this, always in awe of those mysterious things, and many myths and legends come from this awe of mystery.Yang Qiuchi's pretending to be mysterious is to arouse the awe of Mr. Yang and the others, so that they can believe in the result of bloody confession.

Hearing what Yang Qiuchi said, everyone knew that the most critical moment had come. Mrs. Yang and the others gathered around and watched intently.

Yang Qiuchi picked up a glass straw from the tray, dripped the blood on the bottom of the bowl, picked up another straw, and slowly squeezed the blood out of the tube.

The bright red blood came out from the tip of the sharp mouth, slowly congealed into a small blood drop, and fell down.

If this drop of blood goes down, Shan'er's fate will be decided.

If the blood is compatible, he will ascend to heaven, and will receive the meticulous care of Mrs. Yang, and truly live a happy life like a young master; if he is not compatible, he will fall into hell. Such a feudal family is absolutely impossible to tolerate evil. If it exists, its fate can be imagined.

Although the two drops of blood in the bowl were next to each other, they were like two children who had a quarrel, back to back and angry. After waiting for a long time, they were still independent and did not melt together.

Yang Qiuchi sighed and shook his head.

Old Mrs. Yang's gaze became unusually severe, and with a heavy snort in his nostrils, he raised his head, fixedly stared at Shan'er in the arms of the little girl Zhichun, gritted his teeth and said two words: "Evil!"

Grandma, Zhou Shi, and Yang Aixiao smiled at each other, as if they had expected this result.

The grandma gave Shan'er a contemptuous look, walked up to the old man, pouted her lips and said, "I have long said that this vixen is not a good thing, he is immoral, and I don't know where he got the bastard, he is corrupt..."

"Enough!" Old Mrs. Yang roared, startling everyone, "Steward Pang, take out this wild species and throw it into the cesspit to drown!" , Turning his head to look, he saw Steward Pang's face ashen, muttering in his mouth: "No...impossible...no!"

Old Mrs. Yang was upset, and seeing that he didn't respond to his orders, he shouted loudly, "Butler Pang!"

Butler Pang was alert, and then he came back to his senses, and agreed: "Yes, master, you called me?"

"What are you doing! I told you to take this evil bastard and drown it in the cesspit immediately! Didn't you hear?"

Butler Pang's face turned even paler, he agreed, and slowly walked to the maid Zhichun, tremblingly took Xiao Shan'er, who was as skinny as a stick, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Shan'er didn't know that a catastrophe was imminent, so he stretched out two calloused hands to grab Butler Pang's face.

"Child~!" Steward Pang called out in a low mournful voice, letting Shan'er's little hands scratch his rough old face, and two muddy tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Old Mrs. Yang was even more irritable, and shouted: "Butler Pang, didn't you hear what I said?"

Steward Pang hugged the child tightly, as if he was afraid that others would snatch him away, walked up to Mrs. Yang, knelt down with a bang, hugged the child and kowtowed, and said, "Master, please, please spare this child." .The child is innocent."

"Innocent?" The grandma said in a sly voice from behind, "The bastards born of the sao fox should not stay in this world, let alone stay in our Yang family, so as not to tarnish the reputation of our Yang family."

Hearing this, Steward Pang kowtowed a few more times with the child in his arms, and said sadly: "If the master and wife are merciful and spare the child, this old slave is willing to resign from the position of housekeeper, and I don't want the wages of these years. I Just take this child and leave Yangjiacun. I beg the master and wife to make it happen!" After finishing speaking, he kowtowed a few more times.

Next to Yang Qingshui's wife, Mrs. Zhou, said bitterly: "No! This child is a bastard from the Yang family. Only by executing him can he wash away this shame!"

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