An alpha's ancient life record

Shen Qingshu herself wasn't too afraid of getting involved, she was based in the capital, had a lot of acquaintances and friends, and her father-in-law was a high-ranking official, so it wasn't difficult to transfer back to the capital.

It's just that those long-standing officials like Master Zhang will inevitably bear the responsibility of solving wrong cases, offending their superiors, and affecting their promotion, so they are naturally not very happy.

But for a serious case like murder in the street, there must always be a plausible motive for the murder. If Jiang Qi writes this motive, the higher-ups will definitely ask about the case ten years ago, so they can't avoid it.

Through the interrogation, Shen Qingshu had roughly made his own judgment in his heart, Jiang Qi didn't seem to be lying, Kang Da was probably Jiang Qi's father-killing enemy.

The officials in the county yamen, with the little salary they got from the imperial court, couldn’t support their families at all, and often had to make extra money by themselves, such as transferring the land deed, looking for paperwork to receive gifts, and the yamen servants beat the board. The lighter the fight, the heavier the money.

Shen Qingshu knew these ways a long time ago, and usually just turned a blind eye to it.

Her own salary is only [-] Wen a year, and [-] Wen of Lianyin will be paid at one time at the end of the year. Although the money for the work and food of the door driver is paid by the imperial court, if it is not for the money brought from the Chengyi Mansion, she will not be able to support her at all. I can't afford so many servant girls.

There are also some "white servants" who follow the yamen servants to do errands, and even have no salary at all.

Earlier, she learned that there was a tributary of the river in Ping County next door, and there were many people who lived on the water. As time went on, some of them did not take the right path. broken.

Therefore, it is not certain that the officials in the county government will make friends with those people of various religions and nine streams.

However, this is beyond the scope of her responsibilities, and it depends on how the Chongzhou government office decides. Shen Qingshu sent someone to hand over the paper overnight, and there should be a reply in a few days.

She arranged all these and went back to the back house. It was already dark, the lights were on in the room, and Lin Weizhi was still waiting for her.

The two chatted a few words about the case and felt a lot of emotion. When Shen Qingshu was about to rest after washing up, he remembered something again.

"Have you soaked your feet since you came back?"

Lin Weizhi shook her head, and said with a broken smile, "It's such a hot day, how can I have to soak my feet?"

"You don't understand this, you don't need hot water to fumigate and press, and when you wake up tomorrow, your legs will hurt so much that you won't be able to squat down." Shen Qingshu turned over and sat up. , I don't think I have been tired.

"Wait, I'll bring water." She said, and went out in cloaked clothes. Lin Weizhi didn't have time to stop her, and she came back with a wooden basin after a while.

Lin Weizhi sat on the edge of the bed, and Shen Qingshu took a small stool and sat opposite her. The heat from the basin steamed up, blurring their eyebrows and eyes.

When her feet were put into the basin, Lin Weizhi let out a "hiss", and couldn't help but shrink back, Shen Qingshu grabbed her ankles, and said warmly: "It's a little hot, otherwise it won't work, just bear with it. "

Her bony fingers rested on her slender ankles, exerting a little force to hold them, the veins on the back of her hands faintly protruded, and they were at the same place as her feet, and for a moment it was impossible to tell which one was whiter.

Lin Weizhi's ears were inexplicably hot, and she responded softly, not daring to move any more, watching her lower her head, wet a cloth towel and wring it dry, carefully apply it on her calf, find the acupuncture point on the sole of her foot, and bend her knuckles , and slowly turn around to massage and stimulate.

She has already untied her hair crown, and only uses a hair tie to hold it slightly. A few strands are scattered from her temples, fluttering slightly with her movements, adding a few unruly strands, removing her daytime disguise, and making her face even more dizzy. Li, shrouded in water mist, seemed too sentimental.

Lin Weizhi stared at the top of her head in a daze, no one would do this for her except servants, but there was no trace of reluctance on her face, even if she was a woman, with her status, she didn't have to do this. If it is accidentally spread, it will definitely be ridiculed.

Why call her, meet such a person.

Shen Qingshu had no idea that her daughter-in-law had made up a lot of brains and was so moved that it was nothing to her. She was just doing pedicure seriously in case Lin Weizhi couldn't go to the toilet by herself tomorrow.

Besides, can Lin Weizhi's feet be the same as other people's? She doesn't have the bad habit of footbinding yet. Her feet are smooth, about 36 or [-] yards in size. It was carved out of high-quality jade, with the toes lined up in an orderly manner, and the nails neatly trimmed and rounded, like tender lotus root buds.

Cute, I think... Cough, anyway, people in love have such double standards. Everything about the other party is good, and they can't see any shortcomings.

After soaking in the water gradually getting cold, Shen Qingshu wiped her feet dry, poured water, cleaned up and went to bed, sat cross-legged with her side facing her, and put her calf on his lap.

"I'll press it for you, relax, and tell me if you feel uncomfortable." Shen Qingshu said knowingly, rolled up her trouser legs, found the acupuncture points pressed, and went all the way down, from light to heavy.

Her hands were not light, and the lactic acid accumulated on her legs melted away, making them sore, swollen and painful. Lin Weizhi bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to cry out.

In order to divert her attention, she asked, "Where did you learn this?"

Looking at her actions, she is quite organized and not unfamiliar. It stands to reason that she was raised as the eldest son of the uncle's mansion, and she was mostly served by others, so she didn't need to learn these cheap skills at all.

Shen Qingshu thought about it carefully, she learned it in her previous life, and she couldn't remember why she learned it. In fact, she only knew the superficial, so she only vaguely said: "When practicing martial arts, it is always inevitable to be beaten. understood."

Lin Weizhi thought she had learned from the martial artist, so she asked casually without going into details, and instead talked about the package she received at night, "Grandmother's letter was sent on August [-]th, and it came with a few bottles of new The sweet-scented osmanthus wine she brewed, she must have missed you, remember to write back."

Shen Qingshu paused, then continued as if nothing had happened, "What did you say in the letter?"

"It was written on the envelope that you would personally open it, so I didn't open it and put it on the desk in your study."

"I see, I'll write back after reading it tomorrow." After a pause, Shen Qingshu continued, "There's nothing to avoid. From now on, you can open and read any letters from home."

Lin Weizhi was silent for a while, and finally answered with an "um".

After pressing it for a long time, the strength became stronger, the soreness in her legs disappeared, and she gradually became hotter.

Shen Qingshu walked up her calf. Under the light, her snow-white thigh skin was as thick as fat. When she pressed a finger mark, she unconsciously relaxed the pressure, which was more like rubbing.

Gradually, the perception changed, it was numb and itchy, mixed with some inexplicable taste.

Lin Weizhi blushed and raised her eyes to look at her. If Shen Qingshu hadn't looked serious and kept his eyes fixed, she would have suspected that she did it on purpose.

After a while, she finally couldn't help it, and after thinking about pressing it for so long, she took the initiative to retract her leg.

"I haven't finished pressing it yet." Shen Qingshu held her ankle to prevent her from retreating, and looked over, his eyes were as clean and clear as water, "What's wrong? Does it hurt, then I'll be gentler."

How could Lin Weizhi have the nerve to say that she felt the pressure, she thought for a while and said: "It's getting late, you've been tired all day today, and you have to get up early tomorrow to deal with business, so don't worry about me, you'd better rest quickly Bar."

"Fortunately, I'm not sleepy," Shen Qingshu turned his head and looked out the window. It was around ten o'clock, which was not too late for her. She thought Lin Weizhi was afraid of pain, so she patted her leg lightly to comfort her. The child's tone, "Be obedient, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, if you don't move now, it will hurt more tomorrow."

Lin Wei was at a loss for words, and said again: "You are not sleepy, I am sleepy, the pain is almost gone, I want to sleep."

Shen Qingshu thought about it too, she was climbing a mountain and met a murder case today, so it's not good for her to drag people around like this, so she said: "Okay, you sleep, you sleep on yours, I will press it for you, and then go to sleep after pressing it. "

Did she do it on purpose?

Not knowing why she was so persistent, Lin Wei said anxiously, "Can I sleep if you do this?"

Why can't I fall asleep? Massage is meant to relax, and she sleeps while pressing. Shen Qingshu finally sensed some resistance from her, "What's the matter? Is my technique wrong?"

This idiot is always not sharp when he should be sharp, Lin Weizhi bit his lower lip and gave her a white look, and wriggled hard on his feet again.

Shen Qingshu didn't exert any more force this time, and blinked at the side, watching her arrange the legs of her underwear, roll up the quilt, turn over and lie down on the inside.

She recalled that look, and thought to herself, could it be that she returned to her old job after many years, and her skills were not yet mastered?

All right, if you don't press it, don't press it. Anyway, she will be the one who will suffer tomorrow. Fortunately, after all the troubles, she will feel better no matter what.

She extinguished the candles, went to bed and lay down, leaned over to hold him in her arms, and fell asleep contentedly.

When she fell asleep, Lin Weizhi turned over carefully and looked at her quietly through the moonlight leaking through the window. The moonlight fell on her face and also on her heart.

She suddenly raised her face and approached her, and kissed her on the lips, so as not to wake her up, it was as light as flower petals falling on running water.

After the kiss, they backed away a little, but they could still feel the distance between each other's breaths, and between each breath, the noses were entwined and intertwined.

She finally really felt the desire between people who love each other, they naturally want to be closer to each other, want to possess each other, want to be entangled and melted together, inseparable.

In the morning of the next day, Shen Qingshu found old Liu's letter and opened it. It was written by He's surrogate. In the letter, he was still talking about some of the family's troubles. He said that after they left, the house became much deserted, which made people very uncomfortable. Every time they ate, I wonder why the servants only have two bowls and chopsticks, and they have to react for a while before they realize that they are not at home.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, they made moon cakes as in previous years, and they wanted to send them to her to taste, but the mountains were high and the road was far away, and they were afraid that they would be spoiled when they were delivered, which spoiled her interest, so they only sent osmanthus wine Come, enjoy the same moon, drink the same wine, it can be regarded as a family to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

The thin letter paper seemed to weigh a thousand catties. Shen Qingshu stared out of the window and was stunned for a while before he collected his emotions and took up a pen to write a reply.

Whether she eats well or dresses well, she is not acclimatized, and no one dares to embarrass her.I don't know if it's because they are too far away, and the longing overwhelms others, and the old Liu never asked about his heirs, so Shen Qingshu also refrained from mentioning them.

After writing the letter, Shen Qingshu originally wanted to send it back with some special products from Yueshui County, but after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that Yueshui County was too poor and had nothing to offer, so he just sent the letter back.

The road is long and difficult, and she has to work hard to lead the people of Yueshui County out of poverty and become rich.

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