The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 206
[Chapter 208 I can’t help myself (2)]
Jin Yu Man Tang Chapter 208 I Can’t Help Itself (2)
Chapter 208 I Can’t Help Itself (2)
Chapter 208 I Can’t Help Itself (2)
can’t help it (2)
From the very beginning, Xiao Song, Ran Yan was not someone who was easy to change her decision, so when she asked to leave, he just quietly looked at her for two breaths and said, “I’ll send you, just in time to leave the Yanxingmen. Out of town.”
“You don’t have to eat?” Ran Yan asked.
Xiao Song said with a smile, “I usually eat at the official office.”
Ran Yan glanced at him inquiringly and nodded, but she felt a bit of a failure in her heart. It was obviously a thank you, but it was actually causing trouble to others, and a “little gift” she had prepared has not been given yet.
She has always acted decisively, but she doesn’t know why she is so fussy about this matter. Maybe it’s because it’s the first time she’s given a male gift?
Ran Yan thought about it, gritted her teeth, took out the handkerchief, and hurriedly reached out and handed it to Xiao Song.
Xiao Song was about to get up, but was taken aback by Ran Yan’s sudden action.
Wan Lv couldn’t help sweating on his temples behind him. Is there such a gift?
“This…for you.” Ran Yan was a little flustered, but forced to look up at Xiao Song, pretending to be calm.
Xiao Song looked funny and happy, and reached out to take it.
Untie the lavender silk that was tied, revealing a corner of white folded cloth, and the surrounding cover spreads out along the palm of the hand, revealing one side of the handkerchief folded into a square, and the purple orchid embroidered in one corner seems to emit a delicate fragrance.
Ran Yan watched him happily put the silk in her arms, and coughed uncomfortably, “I didn’t embroider on purpose.”
Wan Lu heard it, and sweated even more. It was originally a rather shabby gift, but adding this sentence made it even more worthless.
However… Wan Lu secretly took a peek at Xiao Song from the corner of his eye, and saw that he was still smiling, so he was relieved a little.
“I usually like to use white folded cloth, but Shu Niang was born in troubled times, and she has never studied female red. I have never used such a beautiful veil.” Xiao Song said with a smile.
He said, got up and ordered someone to drive the carriage to the inner doorway, and then went with Ran Yan.
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The snowstorm outside is getting heavier. Xiao Song has been searching for bodies for the past two days, but the snowstorm is fierce, and the suburbs seem to be covered with thick snow. He is in a very uncertain mood. After sweeping through the haze, I felt that even if I didn’t eat lunch and braved the wind and snow to go to the suburbs to find bones, I would still be very motivated.
The carriage stopped in the inner doorway. With Wan Lu’s support, Ran Yan boarded the carriage first and stuck her head out, “Xiao Langjun, it’s snowing outside, why don’t you sit in too.”
Xiao Song has not been on the horse for a long time, and this is what he was waiting for, so he was not polite for the second half of the sentence, and quickly stepped on the carriage.
The stove in the car has never been extinguished, and it is as warm as spring. The snowflakes on Xiao Song’s body turned into water droplets in an instant. He was already burly. As soon as he entered the car, it was like carrying wind and rain, and the temperature in the car dropped abruptly. half.
Wanlv and Gelan put on their cloaks very wisely, and sat down to the left and right of the driver.
“That corpse has something to do with the case you’re working on?” Ran Yan didn’t, just glanced at her with a smile from time to time, and then started talking uncomfortably.
“Well, in mid-February, there was a murder case in the suburbs. A cheap servant was killed, one person was seriously injured, and four other people and property were missing. On the surface, it seemed like a robbery. However, the inside story is far from the truth. More than that.” Xiao Song saw that she was quite interested, smiled, and continued, “The injured person’s name is Chai Xuanyi.”
Ran Yan’s heart moved slightly and asked softly, “But Chai Shao, Duke of Qiao, the Chai family?”
Xiao Song nodded, “This Chai Xuanyi is the nephew of the Duke of Qiao, Chai Shaotong, who is married to Wenxi County Lord.”
Seeing that Ran Yan was puzzled for a while, Xiao Song approached her and whispered, “Wenxi county chief Li Wanshun is the only surviving daughter of the hidden prince Li Jiancheng. She was raised in the palace as a commoner when she was two years old. In the first year of Zhenguan, the hidden prince He was posthumously named King Xi, while Li Wanshun was not named the county head until he was seventeen years old, and at the same time was ordered to marry Liu Yingdao, a small seven-rank general servant.
[, Liu Yingdao died of illness, Li Wanshun remarried Chai Xuanyi…”
The two were very close, and Xiao Song could clearly smell the faint fragrance of Pei Lan on Ran Yan’s body. The fragrance was slightly different from Pei Lan’s, with a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine and a warm body fragrance, which easily touched the heartstrings.
The Ran family heard him talk and lost their voice, looked up and asked, “Isn’t Chai Xuanyi Chai Shao’s nephew, the sage will allow…”
The eyes were facing each other, and there was almost only a small distance between the nose and the nose, and the breath could be heard. Ran Yan subconsciously stepped back a little, and the whole back was leaning against the wall of the car.
Xiao Song noticed the gaffe, didn’t turn his head away, and quickly sorted out his emotions, “Chai Xuanyi has no official position, but it is said that he is good at writing and can also give words. The person who was attacked this time was him, but he came from the hillside. He rolled down, the back of his head hit a rock, and he was seriously injured. He was in a coma for four days before he was rescued, but unfortunately, the imperial doctor confirmed that he had lost his memory.”
Away from Xiao Song’s breath, Ran Yan let out a sigh of relief and nodded to show that she was listening to him.
Xiao Song was also sitting upright and didn’t say anything more.
He always felt that there was already that kind of atmosphere between the two, but Ran Yan was always running away.
With Ran Yan’s directness, she should not be the kind of person who likes to be detached. Xiao Song can clearly feel that she has a good impression on him, but this kind of affection is not enough to make her willing to entrust her for life, as if it is always worse. But…what is the difference?
There was silence in the carriage. Not long after the carriage passed Dongshi, Xiao Song heard a series of hurried horse hooves outside. He opened a gap in the curtain and saw one person riding the carriage against the wind and snow chasing the carriage he was riding in.
Riding a horse is naturally much faster than a carriage, but in the blink of an eye, the man was already less than 20 feet away from the carriage, “Shiro Xiao!”
“Stop.” Xiao Song said.
The carriage slowly pulled over to the side and stopped. The visitor drove the horse forward, rolled over and dismounted by the window, and said, “Xiao Shilang, Chai Langjun remembered something!”
Xiao Song grabbed the cloak and said to Ran Yan, “I have official business to do, and an escort will escort you.”
Ran Yan nodded and said, “Go quickly.”
Xiao Song put on a cloak, turned on his horse outside, and rode back with the man who reported the news.
Ran Yan opened the curtain and saw that the black raccoon dog’s fur coat was gradually fading in the heavy snow, like a wanton splashing ink painting.
“Miss.” Wan Lu climbed into the carriage, and when she saw Ran Yan was thinking, she called out softly.
Song Lan also came in.
They were only separated by a door outside the car, so naturally they heard everything clearly.
The two couldn’t help but feel a little apprehensive in their hearts. This case involved the only daughter of Prince Yin, and Sansi was cautious.
In the Xuanwu Sect incident, Taizong killed his brother and killed his brother, which has become a scar that will never be smeared in his heart, and even those patriarchs dare not speculate on the holy will on this matter.
If this matter is not clearly related to the county head Wenxi, and it is not in the mind of the saints, should we do it or not?
Ran Yan also vaguely understood that Xiao Songwei would be impeached. If the case could not be kicked to the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment could only carry it. If the Dali Temple and the Censor’s Platform were not pulled into the water, the case would be solved, and those who resisted responsibility would be held accountable. Certainly there is only the Ministry of Justice.
As the second-in-command of the Punishment Department, he would inevitably be implicated.
At the same time, the Censor Desk would never dare to impeach Xiao Song now. Xiao Song’s methods of solving the case were well-known in the court and the public. Impeaching him would do harm to Censor Desk.
Reaching such a conclusion, Ran Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
Back at the mansion, Ran Yan simply ate lunch and continued to read The Book of Songs.
“Peach’s Yaoyao, scorching its flowers, my son is returning, Yiqi’s family…” Ran Yan frowned and stared at this sentence, remembering that the hairpin Xiao Song gave her before was not a peach blossom carved from peach wood?
The green and lush peach trees are blooming red.
This girl has been married, and the family will be harmonious and happy.
“This slave has read it.” Wan Lu, who was sewing clothes on the side, interjected. Seeing that Ran Yan was not displeased, she continued, “Say, this is comparing the bride to a peach tree, which means that the descendants are prosperous.”
Ran Yan read the song “Taoyao” over and over several times, “Is there such a meaning?”
She remembered the song Taoyao, and UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com also vaguely remembered the meaning, but she hadn’t thought deeply about the meaning.
Xing Niang came in from the outside, lifted the curtain in the inner room, and sat down beside Ran Yan, “Ma’am, this old slave heard this morning that the Sage has summoned Sang.”
Ran Yan put down the book, turned around and asked, “Has he arrived in Chang’an?”
“Yes.” Xing Niang saw that Ran Yan didn’t look too concerned, so she couldn’t help sighing, and then she finished her sentence, “I heard that the sage gave him the imperial eunuch doctor.”
This is not a very high official position, but since ancient times, “respecting teachers and respecting Taoism” has been advocated.
Moreover, it was bestowed by the saint, even if Sang Chen refused to admit that he was a descendant of the Cui family, his future would not be bad.
Ran Yan felt that Li Shimin was indeed a wise man, and at a glance he could see that the rabbit was not suitable for him to do anything other than teaching and educating people.
The days of winter are short, and the sky quickly gets dark.
After Ran Yan finished her dinner, she read a book for a while and lay down on the couch.
After thinking about some things randomly, it took a long time to gradually get some sleepiness.
In the haze, Ran Yan faintly heard a slight noise outside. At first, she thought it was night green, so she didn’t care, turned over, and was ready to continue brewing sleepiness.
Because she was not used to sitting on a high pillow, she asked Wan Lu to sew a low pillow made of buckwheat husks for the heart, and since she practiced the breathing method given by Su Fu, her six senses were obviously clearer than before. With his ears close to the ground, he faintly heard the very gentle footsteps outside. This sound and the whistling wind and snow outside, if Ran Yan had always been alert, he would not have noticed it at all.
Ran Yan was shocked, Wan Lu would never approach the inner room secretly like this!
Moreover, Su Fu has always appeared quietly in front of or behind people, and although Xiao Song is not a gentleman, he is also a hearty person, and Ran Yan will not come again after he is punctured once.
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[End of this Chapter]
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