The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 205

[Chapter 207 I can’t help myself (1)]

Ran Yan glared at Wan Lu, straightened her body to let her comb her hair, and continued to wrap her veil.

[Thousands of novels]

When she was very serious about tying a bow on it, she suddenly felt that it would be too serious to be so solemn… Thinking about it, she quickly untied it.

Ran Yan looked down at the thin white folded cloth handkerchief on the dressing table, and felt that if it was as Wan Lu said, the ceremony was too light.

After repeating this for a few times, Wan Lu finally couldn’t bear it any longer, “My lady, tell me if you are a bag or not, and give me a happy word. The servant looks tired and panicked.”

Ran Yan moved for a while, suddenly realizing that this matter was too indecisive, and immediately put the wrapped veil aside.

Just after the hair was combed, Ge Lan and Xing Niang came in with clothes and other supplies.

Xing Niang just asked about Lady Wanlu’s itinerary. Seeing Wanlu faltering, she guessed two points, but she never said that she helped Ran Yan sort out a matching set of clothes and put them on for her.

After breakfast, Ran Yan went to the front yard to explain where to go with Ran Pingyu, and then led Wan Lu and Ge Lan to the carriage at the inner doorway.

When she was about to go out, Madam Xing instructed, “When the lady arrives at Pingkangfang, enter through the north gate facing Zhuque Street, near the southeast corner of Dongshi. There are many prostitutes living together. It’s better not to get involved with the lady’s house.”

Ran Yan was quite moved, and Xing Niang was like a mother, and her rambled objections were just out of concern. When she was really in a situation where she couldn’t object, she would still say something to remind her.

Pingkangfang is only separated by Zhuque Street from the imperial city, and it is north and south of Chongrenfang.

The local office of Fangfang Town in Beijing is called Jinzongyuan. There are 25 Jinzongyuan in Chongrenfang and 15 in Pingkangfang.

Every year, candidates and candidates range from thousands to tens of thousands, and gather in the capital for elections. It is not surprising that private prostitutes gather in Pingkangfang, which is close to the southeast corner of Dongshi.

On the north side of the imperial city, there are many mansions. The secretary and supervisor, Chu Suiliang, also lives in Pingkangfang, only a few families away from Xiao Song’s mansion.

“Xiao Langjun will choose to live in this place.” When Wan Lu heard about the gathering of private prostitutes in Pingkangfang, she couldn’t help but be a little puzzled, because with Xiao Song’s family affairs and official position, it was easy to choose a new place.

Could it be for convenience?

Ran Yan overthrew it after thinking about it, Chu Suiliang couldn’t do it for convenience.

Xiao Song’s mansion is easy to find. The carriage enters from the north gate of Pingkangfang and goes straight to the westernmost point along the avenue.

Ran Yan just got off the car at the door when she saw the doorman who was coming out suddenly widened her eyes and said incredulously, “It’s a little lady!”

After that, he poked the servant next to him, and said hurriedly, “Look! She’s actually a good-looking little lady!”

The few servants turned their heads to look, and they were dumbfounded, not because they were amazed by Ran Yan’s beauty, but only by her gender.

Over the years, it has been bizarrely rumored that their husband “kills his wife”, saying that even a female mosquito could be killed in Xiao Shilang’s house, such a nonsense thing, but everyone believes it!

But all a lady, all shy away.

The concierge stepped forward and asked softly, “Little lady, this is the mansion of Xiao Yuezhi’s Xiao Shilang. You didn’t go anywhere, did you? There are not many words.”

“I was looking for Shi Lang Xiao, and I didn’t go anywhere.” Wan Lu took over.

The concierge spoke softly, for fear that the louder voice might frighten people, “You come and sit first.”

Ran Yan nodded in thanks and followed him to a tea room next to the concierge.

This is the normal procedure for entertaining guests. Usually, the guests are greeted in the entrance room and waited. The servants will notify the host. If the guests are of equal status and more popular, the host will greet them in person.

Ran Yan sat down in the tea room, and a servant served tea. After serving the tea, he bowed and said, “This lady, my husband has gone to court, and it will not be until evening. If you have something to do, you might as well tell Dr. Liu, Or leave a letter, and the younger will pass it on.”

“Please inform Dr. Liu.

“Ran Yan said.

After the servant backed out, Wan Lu said in a low voice, “Miss, this servant thinks the eyes of the people in the house are weird.

It’s not strange, but their astonishment can’t be hidden from their eyes.

After waiting for a long time, at the beginning Ran Yan thought that the Xiao residence was too big and it would take a while to walk, but when it was almost two minutes, Ran Yan was a little impatient and was about to ask Wan Lu to call the servant, she left a letter and left, but I heard hurried footsteps outside.

The footsteps were heard outside for a while, and the door was locked a few times before pushing the door in.

The wind caught the snow into the house, Ran Yan couldn’t help squinting her eyes, and after she got used to it, she opened her eyes, only to see Xiao Song standing inside the door covered in snow, her eyes couldn’t hide the joy, “Ayan.”

“You?” Ran Yan asked curiously.

Xiao Song patted the snowflakes on his body and said casually, “I just left the official office and was going to the east of the city to handle a case. Because of the heavy snow, I added some clothes. I didn’t expect you to come.”

This excuse is really impeccable, no flaws can be found, but no, Ran Yan can feel that he is lying, but he does not expose him, only said, “I just return the cloak, thank you by the way.”

“Go and sit in the hall.” Xiao Song said.

Ran Yan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Xiao Song glanced at the charcoal basin that seemed to have just risen in the tea room, and asked, “Is it cold?”

“It’s okay.” Ran Yan answered truthfully.

It was a little cold at the beginning, and then the charcoal fire in the brazier gradually became warmer and warmer.

“Because there is usually no one in the house, and it’s not long after winter, I haven’t prepared much.” Xiao Song said, taking the umbrella handed over by the servant, and helped Ran Yan to hold it.

“If you delay like this, no one will sue you, right? There are not many words,” Ran Yan asked.

Under the umbrella, the two of them were separated by a fist, but it did not affect Xiao Song’s good mood. He smiled, “It’s almost noon, and some officials are going back to the house for dinner. It’s fine.”

Xiao’s mansion is not as big as imagined. It is similar to Ran Pingyu’s mansion. The mansion is covered with heavy snow, and only one main road is swept out. There are thick white snow on both sides, and no one takes care of it.

The further you go, the more weeds grow in some corners.

And along the way, I saw only one servant. There are many rooms in the mansion, but most of them have their doors closed, as if no one has lived in them for a long time.

Xiao Song noticed her gaze and explained, “My father lived in Yongxingfang when he was still in Chang’an. Now it is the elder brother and elder sister-in-law who live there. It is inconvenient for me to live there, so I moved out.”

Living in one place, each in a separate courtyard, can it be inconvenient?

Yuemo was still disliked by people because he spread the evil spirit too much.

In particular, Xiao Song’s eldest brother married Princess Xiangcheng.

Legend has it that the princess of Xiangcheng is very good-natured. She should have lived in the princess mansion with her concubine, but she felt that she would marry her husband, so she rebuilt the old house on the basis of the original one.

It’s one thing for a princess to have a good temperament, but as a person with a bad temperament, she also has to be a little conscious.

“Where’s Shu Niang?” Ran Yan suddenly remembered the only one in the Xiao residence.

“Well…” Xiao Song pondered for a while and recalled, “I just remembered when you mentioned it, I haven’t seen her for about two or three months.”

In fact, two or three months ago, he was assigned to Qizhou to “reminisce” with the old man.

Entering a concave courtyard, there is a two-story attic at the corner of the courtyard, which is much larger than an ordinary attic. If you go up to the attic, you will be separated from the road outside the house by only a wall.

This is Xiao Song’s study.

There are important documents in the study rooms of ordinary officials. I am afraid that no one would have imagined that Xiao Song would set such an important place beside the road.

Xiao Song said this to Ran Yan casually and led her into the hall.

As soon as she entered the door, Ran Yan noticed that the room was warm, and six or seven braziers had already been burned, and it was obvious that they had only been burning for a while.

Ran Yan asked Wan Lu to put the cloak that was dried yesterday on the table, and then reached into her sleeve pocket, wanting to take out the handkerchief, but after hesitating for a while, she still didn’t feel embarrassed to take it out.

Xiao Song sent people in a tea set and stove, rolled up his sleeves and made tea.

His tea-making movements are free and easy with a kind of innate elegance, which is different from the elegance of ordinary scholars.

The red glow of the fire reflected his perfect outline. When he first entered the room, his head had been removed, revealing slightly shrunken black hair, with a few strands falling down and resting on his smooth forehead, swaying slightly with his movements, There was a drop of water on the tip of one of his hair, and it was about to fall.

Ge Lan and Wan Lu are very strange. Could it be that there is no servant in Xiao Mansion who can make tea?

Ge Lan knew how to make tea, but it was in someone else’s house, so she couldn’t do it, so she just looked at Wan Lu and lowered her eyes again.

“The last time I saw you, I didn’t like adding spices.” Xiao Song handed Ran Yan a cup of tea. The slender and powerful hands were lined with the light brown tea cup, which had a quaint charm.

He continued, “I don’t like adding some mess to the tea, so the manor didn’t prepare it.”

Ran Yan smiled lightly, took a sip of tea, and was suddenly a little surprised that Xiao Song’s tea-making skills were not worse than those of the masters who specialized in making tea in previous lives!

You must know that the tea ceremony in the Tang Dynasty was different from the later ones. Generally, spices were added to make tea. There were only a few people who simply made tea, and even fewer people could not make it.

“How?” Xiao Song smiled brightly, revealing white and neat teeth, and the whole person looked very clean and fresh.

“Very good.” Ran Yan was infected by his smile and smiled slightly.

At this time, the voice of a servant came from outside the door, “Lang Jun, Doctor Liu asked you if you want to prepare lunch.”

In fact, Liu Qingsong’s original words were: ask him if he would invite others to dinner, and if so, ask him to collect money.

Because Xiao Song usually eats in the official office, the government only pays the monthly salary of the servants. As for the enjoyment supplies, it is all paid by Liu Qingsong. According to his words, it is real hard-earned money.

“Go get ready.” Xiao Song said.

There were guests, and it was rare to see him, so the servant didn’t dare to mention the money, so he responded and ordered the kitchen to cook. The money will be mentioned later.

“Thank you for taking care of my tenth brother, I won’t delay you now.” Ran Yan straightened up and saluted Xiao Song.

: Don’t be surprised about giving the veil, in fact, before the Song Dynasty, the etiquette was not so strict. The giving of the veil does not mean “feeling”, it is probably just to express gratitude, more favor, or more worship, etc. of these.

Ayan Yuemo didn’t even send a handkerchief to settle his love.

By】.

[End of this Chapter]