The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

The two walked out of the official post, and Ye Zelin went to Cheng's house.

The house of Cheng Wenbo, Yin of Yuezhou Prefecture, is in Pingning Lane in the south of the city. After they arrived in Yuezhou, Yu Xuanji sent him to meet with the Cheng family. He asked about the 100,000 yuan salary. Unexpectedly, the Cheng family's attitude was arrogant and they couldn't help but explain. He rushed out.

In fact, at the time, he didn't understand why Yu Xuanji asked him to ask about the Cheng family's salary of 100,000 yuan. He had known that this question would definitely anger the Cheng family.

Later, I learned that Yu Xuanji's move was intentional, to make everyone think that they came to Yuezhou for the 100,000 salary, not for Cheng Wenbo's death, so that people would think that the court had already convicted Cheng Wenbo of the crime.

Later, Yu Xuanji met the man who performed the autopsy on Cheng Wenbo and found clues on him, so he asked Yu Chisu to follow the man. Now that the man is dead, it is more confirmed that Cheng Wenbo did not commit suicide, but was most likely a homicide.

The prisoner Lao Qiao brought by Yu Xuanji was an extremely powerful prisoner. He was admitted to the Criminal Department by Yu Xuanji in the early years. It is said that he can detect the cause of death of the deceased regardless of whether it is a corpse or bones.

When he arrived at the Cheng family, Ye Zelin expressed his intention to come. Unexpectedly, the Cheng family was very angry, and Cheng Wenzhong, the second master of the Cheng family, and several boys kicked him out.

Mrs. Cheng Wenbo, who was dressed in plain clothes, spat on his face and cursed angrily: "You damn bastards, my husband was loyal to the court, but you framed him with unwarranted charges and forced him to death. What's more?" Disturbing his peace! Damn it, if you step into my Cheng family again, you will die a terrible death!"

Ye Zelin had already anticipated the attitude of the Cheng family and would definitely not let them open the coffin and conduct an autopsy easily. Yu Xuanji also said that if the Cheng family did not agree, there was no need to force him. Xingzi wiped the saliva from his face and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped. He said calmly: "Wu Zuo is dead."

After saying this, he left.

Second Master Cheng was slightly startled, but he thought Ye Zelin's fellow was talking nonsense, and asked his maid to help his elder sister-in-law back to the backyard. He also ordered his servants to close the door tightly, and told them not to open the door if anyone from the court came again.

In the hotel, Yu Xuanji was wearing dark green clothes and was thinking about Ye Zelin's other plans.

At this time, Old Qiao came in with a bowl of water and lychee paste. Old Qiao was about thirty-five years old, with a somewhat round face that showed his honesty, and his eyes that were not too big or too small, but showed a bit of shrewdness.

He put the water lychee paste in front of Yu Xuanji's eyes and said: "Sir, this is water lychee paste made from black plum, cinnamon, musk, ginger juice, sugar, and cooked honey. This lychee paste has the effect of promoting fluid production, quenching thirst, and relieving troubles." The effect is that since it’s a bit hot now, lychee paste chilled with ice cubes is best.”

Yu Xuanji smiled and said, "You are very considerate."

His eyes glanced at Lao Qiao's hand inadvertently. Lao Qiao was slightly embarrassed, raised his palm and said: "Sir, I have washed my hands with bath beans seven or eight times. I only brought the lychee ointment to you after they were clean. "

Who knew that Yu Xuanji didn't mean this, so he asked: "Is there any more lychee ointment? Leave a copy for Su Su and the Major General."

Lao Qiao scratched the back of his head and said with a naive smile: "Don't worry, sir, I asked the kitchen to keep it and keep it chilled with ice cubes. When Miss Su Su and the Major General come back, they can eat the cool lychee paste."

Use ice cubes to chill the lychee paste and it will cool the mouth. It is the perfect time to drink it. The full bowl of lychee paste was quickly eaten by Yu Xuanji.

He was a little addicted and wanted to eat another portion, but also thought that if he finished eating, his niece and Ye Zelin would not be able to eat, so he had to give up.

Lao Qiao seemed to realize what Yu Xuanji was thinking, and said, "Eating too much chilled lychee paste is bad for the stomach and intestines. I asked the kitchen to make hawthorn paste. It's sour and sweet. You might as well try it."

Yu Xuanji obeyed his wishes, and soon Lao Qiao brought over a bowl of hawthorn paste.

Although the hawthorn paste has not been chilled, it is sour and sweet, and Yu Xuanji eats it happily.

Lao Qiao sat down on the wooden bench next to him and said, "Qian'er was listening to your Excellency talking to Young General Ye Mansion from a distance. Did your Excellency make it clear to Young General Ye Mansion?"

Yu Xuanji took a bite of hawthorn paste and said, "Rather than being stared at by others and facing the possibility of death at any time, it is better to take the initiative in one's own hands."

Lao Qiao knew that Yu Xuanji had his own considerations. He made it clear to those who were monitoring him that if he was not sure about the right measures, he would undoubtedly put himself in danger. He was always a little worried, "Sir, General Ye is We don’t understand it, or it might be a danger, so you should be careful.”

Yu Xuanji sighed softly: "Since you don't understand him, then try to understand him. He is so good at chess at such a young age. From the very beginning of the chess game, he made every move, tempting me to get deeper. After all, my heart was still soft, leaving me room to counterattack. "

"So, your Excellency deliberately used the chess game to test Young General Ye Mansion." Old Qiao said.

Yu Xuanji said: "Your Majesty asked a young general from the Ye family who has no experience in criminal investigation to assist me. Everyone except a fool knows what this means. I was transferred from Dali Temple to the Minister of Criminal Affairs. Minister, in the past ten years, the imperial court has never asked me to handle a major case. The situation in Beijing has become increasingly clear. Your Majesty must have had some intentions in asking me to investigate this case."

Lao Qiao asked: "Can you guess what your Majesty is thinking?"

Yu Xuanji looked at Lao Qiao and said, "I'm not a roundworm in His Majesty's belly. How would I know."

After Ye Zelin left the Cheng family, his spirits were low, so he returned to the inn and reported the results to Yu Xuanji. He thought Yu Xuanji had other instructions, but he and Lao Qiao were discussing what to eat at night and ignored him. In desperation, he Ye Zelin had no choice but to return to his dormitory.

Sitting in front of the case, he suddenly remembered that it had been nearly a month since he left Beijing, and he had not yet written a letter home to report that he was safe. He took an inkstone to grind, laid out paper and picked up a pen, and quickly wrote four or five letters. The letterhead is set aside to wait for the ink to dry.

At this time, Lao Qiao came in with a bowl of lychee paste. Seeing the letter hanging in front of the case, he said: "Young General, this is a letter from home."

Ye Zelin nodded, "I wrote this to my parents. I've been away from home for a month. I'm afraid my parents are worried about me, so I want to tell them that I'm safe."

Lao Qiao put the lychee ointment next to Ye Zelin's hand and inadvertently glanced at a few pieces of letter paper. They were all written with greetings and gossip. His heart moved and he said as if he had met a close friend: "I heard that the young general has married a wife. The young general is like this." On the letter, I asked my parents, siblings, but not the new wife. I was thinking of greeting my wife separately."

He cast a knowing look at Ye Zelin, "I understand this."

He just wrote a letter to greet his wife and children yesterday.

Ye Zelin almost spat out the lychee paste in his mouth. Looking at the wretched expression on Old Qiao's honest face, he pulled out a smile that was not a smile.

I couldn't help but think, why is a simple and honest person so frivolous? Who did Yu Xuanji find as his partner?

He thought of a word that was different from what it meant.

He also thought of Hua Fushu, his innocent-looking but heartless wife.