On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags.

Wen Zhongqing is the Secretary of the Jingzhao Mansion, and he is not a big or small official, aside from other things, it is natural to know some things about pen, ink, calligraphy and painting.His painting cannot be said to be different, on the contrary, it is still so similar.

So here comes the question, the dead body is in such a terrible state of death, with such a hideous appearance, even the parents may not recognize it when they come, and Wen Zhongqing is still taking pictures, can the onlookers recognize it?

Gongsun Zhuoyu stared at the ferocious face in the portrait, feeling extremely complicated.

Wen Zhongqing still didn't understand what the problem was, so he subconsciously said, "My lord doesn't think it's right, so my subordinates can go back and make some corrections?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his hand to stop it: "Don't, the more changes you make, the more troublesome you will be."

His original intention was to let Wen Zhongqing restore the face of the deceased, but he didn't let him draw the dead state.No wonder I heard that the capital is haunted recently, and Wen Zhongqing's painting scared me.

Gongsun Zhuoyu vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a back kitchen in the yamen, everyone saw him leaving the lobby quickly, and when he came back after a while, there was an extra piece of black charcoal in his hand.Wen Zhongqing asked subconsciously: "My lord, what are you..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu rolled up his sleeves, and said bluntly: "I draw it myself, your drawing is too unsightly."

Wen Zhongqing is embarrassed on the face, but in his heart he thinks what Gongsun Zhuoyu can paint, maybe he is not as good as himself.

The face of the corpse was so damaged that it was impossible to see the original face clearly.Gongsun Zhuoyu closed her torn mouth, roughly imagining her appearance when her facial features were normal, and drew on the paper with a charcoal pen, smearing and smearing, and after a long while, she stopped and handed it to Wen Zhongqing.

"Take this out and post it up. Anyone who recognizes this woman and provides information to the government will be rewarded heavily."

Wen Zhongqing took it subconsciously, but saw that there was a painting on the paper—a delicate and handsome woman, with a charming smile and full of charm.However, with a rough drawing with a charcoal pen, there are only a few strokes, but there is an indescribable similarity, and it feels like people are about to come alive.

Wen Zhongqing looked surprised: "My lord, this painting..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu patted the charcoal crumbs on his hands: "Hurry up and paste it, just grind it, if you can't find out the case, believe it or not, I will arrest you directly to take the blame?!"

Of course Wen Zhongqing believed it, and hurried to the gate of the yamen to post a notice in a panic.

Wu Zuo showed concern: "My lord, if no one recognizes the notice, what should I do? The body wax has been removed, and I'm afraid it won't last long."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought to himself that there was nothing he could do. If he couldn't find it, he couldn't force it.He squatted next to the corpse, touched the fabric of the clothes on the female corpse, and found that the texture was good, but she was wearing a double bun, and there were no pearls and emeralds, and she looked more like a decent maid from a rich family.

Hands are soft and well maintained, with round and short nails.There are some imperceptible dotted needle holes on the thumb and index finger. Could it be that I work in an embroidery room?

Most of the hands of the best embroiderers are delicate and smooth. If there are calluses, the silk and base material will be scratched if you are not careful, so it needs to be carefully maintained.

Gongsun Zhuoyu looked thoughtfully at the light green clothes on the body.The rules of the rich family are strict, and the maids must wear uniforms. If the woman is really a maid, just go from house to house to find out which servants have the same clothes.

It's just that in this huge capital city, there are so many royal relatives, civil and military officials, and wealthy businessmen that there are too many to count. When clues are found, the corpses are all rotten.

Besides, why do people ask you to search them? It's nothing more than an ordinary official. If you really mess with the princes and grandchildren, you may be beaten out without even entering the door.

Gongsun Zhuoyu sighed, and suddenly felt that Jing Zhaoyin's position was a doormat, and he was not pleasing to both sides.

huh...

Here, after Wen Zhongqing posted the portrait, a crowd gathered beside the notice—a lot of people, but none of them came to identify the corpse, they all came to watch the excitement.The literati and scholars looked at the notice up and down, amazed.

"It's strange, I've never seen such a painting method, it's really lifelike, although it looks rough, it's lifelike."

"It looks like ink but not ink, like charcoal eyebrow powder, can this thing also be used for painting?"

"This woman is quite a beauty."

Wen Zhongqing stood by the side for a long time, and found that the focus of the people gathered was all wrong, suddenly remembered Gongsun Zhuoyu's words, frowned and said in a low voice: "Anyone who knows this woman and provides information to the government, Jingzhao Yin will reward you very much." .”

After saying this, everyone became active.After all, Jing Zhaoyin can be regarded as a senior official of the imperial court. Since he said so, if he provides information, the rewards will not be too small, right?The wealthy families are fine, but the ordinary people are a little ready to move.

The prosperity of the world is all for Lilai.Everything in the world is for profit.The notice was only posted within a day, and someone came to the government to report the case in the afternoon, claiming to know the woman.

Kneeling under the hall - a man dressed as a clerk, looking about 30 years old.It was probably his first time to come to the yamen, he looked a little nervous, and stammered: "My... my lord... Caomin has seen the woman on the notice before."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was dozing off on the table at first, when he heard this, he immediately regained his energy and stared at him with sparkling eyes: "Where did you meet, tell me?"

Seeing that Gongsun Zhuoyu had a pleasant face, not as serious as other officials, the clerk relaxed a little: "My lord, Cao Min is a clerk of the silk and satin village. The woman in the portrait is named Siyun, and she often comes to our shop to buy Embroidery thread, it's considered acquaintance when you come and go, but it's just that I haven't seen her for a while."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was thoughtful: "Then do you know where her family lives?"

The waiter said: "I don't know about this grassroots. The grassroots only know that Siyun is the embroiderer of the Hong Mansion. She is an excellent embroiderer. She often puts the handkerchiefs she embroidered in the shop for consignment, and they are very popular among female customers."

Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly heard some sensitive words, frowned and asked, "Hong Mansion? Which Hong Mansion?"

The clerk pointed to the south and said, "It's the residence of Hong Shilang from the Ministry of Punishment, just walk a few steps to Anpingfang."

Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyelids were twitching, he thought it couldn't be such a coincidence, he just beat up Hong Wentao a few days ago, how could this female corpse have something to do with the Hong family again.Wouldn't he offend people to death if he rushed to the door to investigate?

He frowns, and has no countermeasures for a while.Seeing him in a daze, the fellow kneeling below hesitated and said, "My lord? My lord?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu came back to his senses: "Huh?"

The guy rubbed his hands together nervously, a little shy and a little embarrassed: "That...the big reward you mentioned..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu made a sound, suddenly realized.He immediately got up and stepped down from the courtroom, helped the clerk up from the ground with his own hands, then looked at Wen Zhongqing beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any money?"

Wen Zhongqing hid the money bag behind without a trace, shook his head vigorously, and said with a sneer: "The villain is poor, and this month's monthly salary hasn't been paid yet."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought to himself that it was the end, he was a dignified man, he didn't even have any silver on him.Frowning, he searched in his sleeve for a long time, and finally found out...

—Wen Qian...

Gongsun Zhuoyu bit the bullet and handed the copper money to the waiter, but his tone was as solemn as if a hundred million had been stuffed in, and he said slowly: "Come, take it, go buy a steamed bun to eat."

Wen Zhongqing's face twitched when he heard the words. The capital city is expensive, and steamed buns cost at least two renminbi.

The buddy was also shocked. He blinked and stammered and asked, "Da Da... my lord,—Wen Qian?"

This is a bit different from what he imagined.

Gongsun Zhuoyu looked serious: "This is not ordinary—Wen Qian."

The clerk wanted to say that this was just ordinary Wenqian, but due to Gongsun Zhuoyu's official authority, he dared not speak out, and could only admit that he was unlucky: "Then... Caomin, thank you for your reward."

Gongsun Zhuoyu clicked his tongue, and brought his deception skills to the extreme: "Don't believe me, this copper coin is a keepsake. If you have any grievances in the future, with this copper coin, I will do my best to avenge your grievances."

This is the legendary empty promise.

But the ancient people were so foolish, and the buddy really believed it.In the capital, a place where every inch of land is precious, there are many high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and the common people can only survive in the cracks. If you can get a backer, it is better than anything else.

The man was so excited that he couldn't even speak: "My lord, are you serious?!"

The old god Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded, and then waved to him: "Of course it is serious, go back quickly."

The clerk was overjoyed, he kowtowed twice, and left the mansion office happily.

Wen Zhongqing stood beside him in amazement.

#Really Shameless#

Gongsun Zhuoyu got clues about the identity of the female corpse, so he couldn't avoid going to Hong's house. He only had a feud a few days ago, so he might not be able to win favors if he rushed to the door.Seeing that it was getting late and it was time for the break, he simply went in and changed into casual clothes, intending to go over the wall of Hong's house.

The young son of the Hong family suddenly fell ill and died suddenly a few days ago. The old lady loves this grandson the most, and specially invited a Taoist priest to perform a supernatural salvation. It is said that the ashram will take seven to 49 days to be demolished.When Gongsun Zhuoyu entered the backyard of Hong's house in the dark, he saw prayer flags hanging everywhere in the courtyard, and all the servant girls and servants were wearing plain belts around their waists, it was really eerie and frightening.

The rituals in the front yard did not stop, and the Taoist priests chanted and sang the sutras, which could be heard in the back yard.

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't know whose yard he had walked into, and saw two maidservants in green clothes coming towards him from a distance, dodged and hid behind a tree, secretly observing their clothes, it was indeed the same as the one worn by the female corpse Siyun. -Sample.

The two maids were holding trays in their hands and were complaining in low voices.

Among them - Humanity: "Even if you do things like this, there is nothing like this. Reciting scriptures during the day and reciting scriptures at night made me so noisy that I couldn't sleep well. I went to serve the young master with medicine today, and I was scolded."

Another person comforted her: "Eldest young master already has that temper, and he was arrested and beaten in the yamen for no reason, so there is no reason not to lose his temper. In my opinion, you might as well call yourself sick and hide for two days."

This is talking about Hong Wentao.

The servant girl frowned and shook her head when she heard the words: "I don't dare to make a fuss at this time, if I offend the master, wouldn't it be with Siyun..."

She subconsciously read these two words, and when she realized it, she suddenly kept silent, as if she had touched some taboo, she closed her mouth with a pale complexion.The other maid was also frightened, she looked around anxiously, stomped her feet and scolded her in a low voice: "I'm telling you what to say about her for no reason, hurry up and leave!"

After speaking, he hurriedly took his things and left.

Seeing their appearance like this, Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't help feeling suspicious, why the two maids—when they mentioned Siyun, it was as if they had seen a ghost.He intends to continue to investigate, but seeing that the outside room is full of people because of the funeral, he has no choice but to leave first, planning to think of a way tomorrow.

Gongsun Zhuoyu went all the way back to the Sigong Mansion, only to find that the mansion was empty, and the usual guards were nowhere to be seen.When passing by Shi Qianqiu's courtyard accidentally, he saw him doing Tai Chi in the courtyard, and hurriedly ran over: "Master, master!"

Shi Qianqiu felt a headache when he saw him, the old god turned around, turned his back to him, and continued to practice without even bothering to lift his eyelids.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was used to being thick-skinned, so he simply stood beside him and played Tai Chi with him, and his movements were decent.

—A big watermelon, cut in half in the middle, you—half, I—half~

Shi Qianqiu finally couldn't help but stop his movements, sighed and said, "Is there something wrong, my lord?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu was stunned, he was fine, he just came to accompany the empty nester.

Seeing that he was silent, Shi Qianqiu said: "The person who robbed the prison is a master. Although I have some skills, I may not be able to track him down."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was even more confused: "What robbery?"

Shi Qianqiu moved - paused: "Your Excellency, don't you know? Ye Wuhen was rescued from the prison by a mysterious man today, and now the Ministry of Criminal Justice and the Beijing Law Department are hunting him everywhere."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was surprised when he heard the words, and thought to himself why the mansion was empty, Du Lingchun was not seen, and even Wu Yue was gone, so something like this happened.

The author has something to say: Gongsun Zhuoyu (salted fish laying down): But it's none of my business, if it's robbed, just rob it.