Witch, my Yuan Yang body has been cured again

They had just finished a night's work, so of course they had to have a good meal.

Wang Baoshan of the Heavenly Prison took the arm of Yan Laoliu, the yamen official, and instructed the waiter:

"The day before yesterday, the captain of the Yan family, who lost the drinking match, invited us to dinner. We served all the best food and wine, and also gave Si the chance to welcome the warden. He was out for several days to track down a suspicious person, and when he came back, he encountered the incident at the Yin Mansion. It was not easy!"

He emphasized the fact that he "lost because of drinking".

Yan Laoliu said angrily, "I gave that to you! Go ahead and order the dishes. Warden Wang will treat us next time."

The waiter counted the number of people and said in embarrassment:

"Could you please wait a moment, gentlemen? The place is full and there is one seat missing. I will go and talk to other guests..."

"No need to bother, there is no shortage of seats. I will be sitting at the same table with His Royal Highness Prince Rong."

As Si Qingyun spoke, she sat down opposite Chu Bushe and poured herself a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

Chu Bushe blushed slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. He laughed at the group of officials and said,

"It's alright. I invited you. Last time I offered a bounty, I had a brief chat with the warden. It's a good opportunity for us to meet and chat a little more."

Chapter 63: Qingyun doesn’t buy into the drinking culture!

Chu Bushe asked Si Qingyun a few questions in a pretentious manner, but immediately got a brief response of "hmm, oh, oh" from her, and the topic could not go on.

Si Qingyun drank tea and ate snacks in silence, and Chu Bushe did the same, except that he felt more uneasy.

He couldn't tell whether the girl was angry or what. Si Qingyun's expression was very limited, so it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

But even if she was angry, Chu Bu She could understand. A few days ago, her long white legs were carried on Chu Bu She's shoulders, and today she caught him holding another woman's hand.

You should have a temper!

At the moment, it was not possible for him to explain himself as there were so many people around, especially the people from the Tianyu and the Yamen who were right next to him. Chu Bushe was afraid that they would become suspicious.

But if he didn't say anything, Chu Bushe was afraid that the girl would ignore him next time.

So, Chu Bushe gently touched Si Qingyun's feet under the table.

There was no response at first, so Chu Bu She touched it a few more times.

After quietly harassing her for a few times, Si Qingyun finally responded——

She raised her toes, stepped on Chu Bushe's instep, and twisted it quite hard.

Chu Bu She felt relieved, as he confirmed that the girl was indeed in a bad mood.

After thinking it over, he decided not to dwell on it so much, as he might not have a chance to coax her later.

Chu Bu She immediately picked up a crystal clear shrimp dumpling and, ignoring the gazes from everyone in the restaurant, brought it to Si Qingyun:

"Warden, can you please do me a favor?"

The officers at the nearby tables were all dumbfounded. Why was Prince Rong flirting with Si Qingyun?

Si Qingyun's temperament is too cold. Although many people admire and love her beauty in private, due to her character and strength, they are either intimidated by her cold face or feel ashamed of her powerful martial arts.

Few people could get close to her.

The power of Prince Rong's magical powers has been tested several times. He may not be afraid of Si Qingyun's abilities, but isn't he averse to women?

Even Wang Baoshan, the head of Tianyu, couldn't figure out the situation. After thinking over and over again, there was only one possibility.

Prince Rong Chu Bushe saw that Si Qingyun had a sullen face all the time and thought that she was provoking him. Now he was trying to intimidate Si Qingyun!

Just like at the drinking table, sometimes forcing others to drink is a test of obedience!

Wang Baoshan was afraid that Si Qingyun would make trouble, so he quickly winked at Ding Jingjing.

Ding Jingjing understood, smiled apologetically and said:

"Boss Si, everyone is talking about last night's case. Have you found any clues?"

She planned to use work as a stepping stone to bring Si Qingyun back to her colleagues.

But Si Qingyun didn't seem to understand what Ding Jingjing meant, and replied indifferently:

"No."

"..."

This time it was Ding Jingjing's turn to be frozen, she didn't know what to do.

What Chu Bushe sent into the air with his hand seemed not to be the fragrant shrimp dumplings, but a threatening blade.

Ding Jingjing swallowed her saliva and asked tentatively in a low voice:

"Your Highness, Prince Rong, how about...I eat these shrimp dumplings on behalf of Boss Si?"

Being able to resist drinking is a necessary skill in the workplace.

But at this moment, Si Qingyun inexplicably turned her pretty face to the side and stared at her silently, like a death gaze.

"...?"

Ding Jingjing was at a loss, thinking she had said something wrong.

Amid the anxiety of her subordinates, Si Qingyun opened her thin lips slightly and ate the shrimp dumplings brought by Chu Bushe in two small bites.

This time, the people around were even more surprised than when they saw Chu Bushe taking the initiative to flirt with a woman just now!

Not to mention the police chiefs in the yamen, even the people in Tianyu who had worked with Si Qingyun for a long time were shocked.

Si Qingyun actually ate the food the man handed to her!

Could it be that he was just thinking about his subordinate Ding Jingjing?

Chu Bushe changed the subject at the right time and asked the official in the restaurant about the Yin Mansion to divert attention:

"There was quite a commotion last night. I thought you had caught the assassin who was going to attack me. What was the reason for assassinating the old man of the Yin family?"

Yan Laoliu drank tea instead of wine, and before speaking, he toasted King Rong and said:

"Your Highness Prince Rong, we are ashamed of what you said. The internal martial arts master who attacked your Highness late at night last time has not been found yet. To be honest, there is still no clue as to where Old Master Yin is."

A young and inexperienced constable said:

"The Yin Mansion hasn't made any enemies recently, could it be that they are targeting Concubine Yin?"

"Go! Stop talking nonsense!"

Yan Laoliu interrupted the young captain in time and said that such words should not be spoken casually.

Who would go after Concubine Yin? Are you hinting at the Queen Mother when you say this?

Before we knew it, the sun had risen to noon.

We had morning tea until almost noon, and then everyone dispersed.

Si Qingyun had just returned to the Heavenly Prison, and it was not easy for her to disappear inexplicably again, so Chu Bushe was unable to meet and chat with her privately and could only look for another opportunity.

He went to the sword-making pavilion to get the sword back and was very satisfied with the new "scabbard".

When the enemy took a glance at him, they would probably think that Chu Bushe's sword would break at any time, and they would most likely attack him based on this flaw.

By then, Chu Bu She will have to let his opponents see how treacherous the world is!

......

Time flies, and it is the seventh day after Old Master Yin's death.

During these few days, Chu Bushe stayed in the clinic to practice martial arts, constantly studying various breakthroughs when dealing with internal martial arts masters.

Although his martial arts level has improved significantly, it is impossible to really "make a difference" in seven days.

As for the rumors in the capital, they seemed to have calmed down and there were no more assassination attacks.

The Yin family lived in fear for several days, preparing for the old man's funeral in worry and fear. Fortunately, they were not attacked by assassins again.

This made the masters of Tianyu wait in Yin Mansion for seven days in vain. Because of this incident, Chu Bushe didn't even have the chance to secretly lure Si Qingyun into the clinic.

The biggest news today is that the people of the capital are forbidden to go out for weddings, so as not to disturb Concubine Yin from leaving the palace and affect her filial piety and worship for the old grandfather of the clan.

Chu Buye looked at the blood letter in his hand and said carefully:

"Noble Concubine Yin is out of the palace. This is a rare opportunity for me to have a tryst with her. Should I give her a surprise?

But the dead are the most important, after all it is the seventh day after the old man's death, it is not good to commit a crime in front of the grave..."

But if you think about it carefully, the elders in the Yin Mansion were the murderers of Jinse's biological mother Yin Nanzhi, either directly or indirectly.

The dead are greater?

joke.

Chu Bu She put the blood letter into his arms, took the "brand new" Zhe Qiuhua with him, and coiled his life-saving trump card, the big white snake, around his arm.

After making sufficient preparations, he walked out of the clinic and soon arrived at the street outside the palace gate.

Dusk is approaching, and the slanting setting sun casts its last rays of light over all parts of the capital.

Some places can still be bathed in the evening sun, while some corners have already fallen into the dim night.

The gates of the palace were open, and both sides of the long street were filled with imperial guards guarding the imperial concubine, with a level of guards no less than that of the emperor.

At the same time, several pairs of eyes hidden in the dark stared at the traveling team.

Chapter 4: Imperial Concubine Grinding the Iron Pestle with a Water Millstone (K)

The Yin family is in a good position this time.

When the old man of the Yin family was alive, although the Yin family had a powerful imperial concubine, this imperial concubine took almost no care of her natal family.

As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, everyone around him will prosper. Even a small county magistrate would try every means to replace the accountant and doorman with his own people, so that he could have an extra share of official food and consolidate his position.

But the Yin family did not receive such treatment. Concubine Yin did not promote or pay any attention to her family members.

Other noble families respected the Yin Mansion, but they were just smiling on the surface and giving some face to Concubine Yin's "Yin" name, but privately, no one took the Yin Mansion seriously.

On the seventh day after the old man's death, the imperial concubine came back to pay homage, and the imperial guards guarded the streets near the Yin Mansion. This could be regarded as a huge amount of "wealth" falling on the ancestral tomb of the Yin Mansion.

......

In the mourning hall.

The dim light from the incense and candles fell on the dark coffin, cakes were arranged on several large plates, and paper money was scattered on the ground.

Looking through the brightly painted coffin board, one could see the heavy expressions of the people from the Yin Mansion sitting in front of the mourning hall.

As the saying goes, the louder you cry during condolences, the more filial you appear to be. If you can cry yourself to death, that would be an act of filial piety that would move heaven and earth.

Although Concubine Yin returned to the Yin Mansion in the name of filial piety, it was just a face-saving job for outsiders to see.

It was impossible for her to kneel down and cry in front of the mourning hall.

The beautiful woman with a stunning appearance was the only one smiling in the mourning hall. The slight curve of her lips was filled with great sarcasm.

Concubine Yin stroked the pet snake in her arms, without even glancing at the old man, and said with emotion:

"After all, it's the funeral of an old man, so it takes a lot of effort. But my sister kept it simple back then, she just threw it in the grave and everything was fine."

Naturally, the younger generations of the Yin family did not dare to refute the woman verbally, as that would be courting death. So they all pretended not to hear and sobbed with their heads down.

The current patriarch of the Yin family is Yin Pingwen, who is also Concubine Yin's biological father. He is in his prime and looks to be only in his early forties, but his hair and beard have turned gray prematurely due to worry, and he looks seven or eight years older than his actual age.

He looked at the tribesmen on both sides, signaling them to leave, and then he sighed and said:

“Nan Yao, our family was helpless back then. We couldn’t accept the disaster of genocide, right? It’s been so many years, and you’re still angry?”

Yin Nanyao was the real name of Concubine Yin, but she had not used it for many years and even she herself found it unfamiliar.

She entered the palace to replace her sister Yin Nanzhi, so naturally she had to keep her name. Anyway, the two of them looked identical and it was difficult to tell them apart.

To outsiders, the younger sister Yin Nanyao died unexpectedly of illness, while the older sister Yin Nanzhi entered the palace smoothly.

Hearing her father's words, Concubine Yin paused stroking the snake and sneered:

"If you hadn't discussed with the old man in the coffin about presenting a pair of sisters to the prince, would the situation be like this now?

Back then, if you had been able to take our blood relationship into consideration and had even a little thought to secretly protect my sister and her child and send them away from the capital, I might have really calmed down.

But how did you and that old man decide?"

Patriarch Yin was silent. He had nothing to say.