96th bowl of soup (3)

Facts have proved that food is a good way to increase feelings. Otherwise, look at Master Xie, who was indifferent to Qinghuan before, what is it like now? It was even more excited than meeting a loved one, especially after Qing Huan gave him the meat on the belly of the sweet and sour fish, the most delicious and tenderest.

Master Yang is more than forty years old this year. He is a loyal and lonely minister without a wife and children. Therefore, the saint trusts him very much. She looks richer because she has a wide heart and fat body. He is jealous of evil, but he is easy-going and can talk to anyone. Xie He has been with him for some years, so it can be said that he sympathizes with father and son. But the brothers still settle accounts, let alone "father and son" who are not related by blood?

Because of a fish tail, the two almost fought. Of course Master Yang couldn't beat Xie He, so he proposed Wendou. Xie He refused. Although he had studied with his father for two years, his level of literacy was that Master Yang was the number one scholar appointed by the first emperor. Besides, what's the comparison? The fish tail should be his.

Master Yang said: "Thank you for catching your head, you don't like to eat fish, come here to help you eat it."

Xie He quickly took the plate away with his eyesight, and said blankly: "Don't dare to bother adults, your subordinates are not picky."

The other catchers dipped the rice with fish sauce and ate them very sweet. Unfortunately, there was only one fish. There was the boss and the boss. Where are they? Although I haven't eaten enough, I still have lunch to keep my stomach up. It's just...the Qinghuan girl cooking is so delicious, I really want to have the opportunity to eat again!

When I was thinking about the beauty in my heart, I heard the girl smile and say: "You guys have worked hard to catch fast. There is only one fish today. I would neglect everyone. I will be the host tomorrow, and please have a barbecue."! ! !

At this moment, Qinghuan girl is a goddess in their hearts, no one can compare it!

Master Yang's eyes lit up, and he took out a black money bag from his arms: "Okay, this official treats, this official treats, it's settled!"

Qinghuan unceremoniously took the money bag. The two of them were interesting. They just had to pay for something.

Mr. Yang is a single dog who feeds the whole family by himself and is not hungry. It is useless to keep money on his body. He has always been close to the people and has no official status. He is good with his subordinates, just a little bit greedy. Of course he hides this weakness well, otherwise it wouldn't be bad to be known. The biggest characteristic of his lone official is that he doesn’t eat hard and hard. The people he takes are owned by the emperor, relatives, and high-ranking nobles. Comfortable.

Master Yang, Master Xie, both single dogs looked at her with sparkling eyes, seeming to be asking: When is Gai Ming'er?

She laughed and said, "It's okay tonight. I'll buy the ingredients in the afternoon, and I can eat them at night. But there are so many people and there are so many things to buy. I'm afraid I will trouble the adults to send me a few people. "

"No problem, no problem." Master Yang waved his hand. "You can do as many as you want."

Xie He directly said, "I'll follow you."

Qing Huan smiled and said, "It's okay, but I have to trouble adults a little."

Master Yang is still very bold: "Just say it!" There is something to take care of him!

"That's it." Qing Huan held the pomegranate in front of him and stuffed it to him. "When I go out, I will trouble the adults to bring a small pomegranate."

This Master Yang is really inexperienced, he has never brought a child, and Xiao Pomegranate has a soft body in his arms, and he is at a loss.

So in the evening, there was a full-blown barbecue. Master Yang said that since he wanted to treat everyone, he couldn't eat alone, so he transferred the barbecue to the front house. Except for the guards at the door, all the others came! On the grill, the ingredients are washed clean, the meat is thin and tender, the vegetables are fresh, the sauce is spicy, and there is something called mustard from Western countries. After smearing it, people who love spicy food shed tears. I still have to eat when I come out. Barbecuing doesn’t require any technical content, so Qinghuan didn’t do much after passing on the experience. After all, she is a woman, and she is not suitable for being in a pile of so many men, but Xiao Pomegranate has a good time and doesn’t walk very securely. The pace went round and round.

Oh, by the way, Xie He also bought wine.

The best Huadiao, a mellow and rich sip, a man likes two sips, a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine. Thanks to the girl Qinghuan who had this meal today, they saw the eyes of Huanhuan become particularly cordial since this day.

After a night of partying, everyone went on a job with panda eyes on the second day, suffering from headaches, and drank too much last night. Most people just stayed in the yamen to sleep. In the morning, they felt that their heads were not their own anymore. Like a group of ostriches running wildly in it, rushing back and forth, and finally got their heads into the sand.

Xie He had a good drink. It was like a tragedy for Mrs. Yang, who was not able to drink but had to drink. Fortunately, at this time, Qing Huan took the initiative to send the wine soup to understand-goddess!

Uncle Wazuo also drank a lot last night. Yesterday, Kyoto was quite lively. He hadn't played wine with a young man when he was old. When he woke up in the morning, he was dizzy and regained his life with a bowl of hangover soup.

Qing Huan took the cup back and asked casually, "You are tired, why, haven't you found out the identity of that person yesterday?"

"How can it be so simple to find out." Hazuo sighed. "In our Kyoto Prefecture, there are so many headless cases that cannot be solved every year, and there are many unknown corpses. After the registration, there is basically no news. These poor people don't even have a chance to go to the land for safety, family members. I don't know if they are dead or alive."

Qing Huan nodded and went out. Xie He carried a jar of hangover soup beside her, and said, "If there are clues, we will definitely follow up."

"Master Xie, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

Xie He didn't even think about it: "I don't believe it."

Qing Huan: "...If I say that my blunt point is not a slander, can I help you catch the murderer?"

Xie He's expression suddenly became difficult to express. He thought this was a good girl, but fortune-telling or something... But in order to maintain Qinghuan’s self-esteem, he cleared his throat and said, “Why don’t you do this, let’s listen first.”

"You can go and check the dyeing workshop in Beijing." Qing Huan glanced back. Uncle Wu Zuo was standing beside the poor man's ghost. He was dressed in clothes, unlike the naked corpse lying in the morgue. same. "The deceased was wearing a white brocade robe when he was alive. It looks very valuable. He should be rich. The facial features are very deep, probably from the north. The brocade robe is stained with many colors. I think he came to Kyoto from the north. A wealthy businessman in the dye business."

Xie He: "..."

"Is it true or not? How about going to check it out first, Master Xie?"

Xie He always wanted to give her face, after all, she was sluggish.

In the end, he returned with the prisoner in the afternoon. Mrs. Yang was still surprised. How could this case be solved? How did it break? There was nothing on the deceased to prove his identity, and his face was soaked. No one from Kyoto Prefecture came to report the crime, but this? ? ?

The prisoner is indeed the owner of a dyeing workshop. Xie He brought arrests from door to door, and only this one refused to let them in. Xie He felt that they had a problem on the spot. Sure enough, he found a bag of gold and silver jewelry. The boss refused to admit to killing people and taking money. Xie He found a toenail cover in the dyeing vat. It was the one that the boss rubbed off while dragging the corpse. The boss had a guilty conscience and only took off the clothes of the rich businessman, but did not notice that the dye-soaked feet came out. Problem.

Seeing the fortune, he led the wealthy businessman to the dyeing vat, claiming that this was a new dye he had just researched, which caused the wealthy businessman to bow his head, and strangled each other with the white cloth used for dyeing. After the boss got up, he fished out the corpse, afraid of being found, took off his clothes and threw it into the moat at night. The new dye is not long lasting, it fades after being bleached in the river for a while, so no one suspects it will hit him.

The toenail cover happened to fall off the deceased, the size was just right, and the boss pleaded guilty before this fact.

Xie He went to the small courtyard where Qinghuan lived at night and asked her sincerely: "How did you know?"

"The ghost of the dead told me."

Xie He: "..."

"I know Master Xie doesn't believe me, but what I said is correct, isn't it?"

Once the door to the new world is opened, it is not easy to close it. Qinghuan was very considerate to give Xie He some buffer space: "I made fish cakes in the evening. Would you like Master Xie to come?"

Master Xie said: "Yes."

Kyoto Prefecture notified the family of the wealthy businessman through the post. The wife of the wealthy businessman was pregnant with Liujia, and came with her big belly and in-laws to pick up her husband’s body and went home. Before leaving, he banged his head at Xie He and Mrs. Yang three times. To thank them for their kindness.

Xie He never liked scenes like this. The good man died, leaving the family with sorrow and sorrow. Even if you are wronged, what can you do? You can't let the grief be lighter, and you can't let the dead come back.

After sending the people away, Xie He was going to discuss with Master Xie about the massacre of the Sun Family. Who knows that the two had just talked about it for a while, and the arrester came to report that the son of Pingyang and his concubine were coming, and he wanted the orphan of Sun Shilang. take away.

Because it was the royal family, the arresters did not dare to stop, they had already rushed to the yard where the Qinghuan girl was.

When the two listened, they stood up quickly.

Qinghuan is making saliva pockets for the little milk baby-really, the little milk baby drools too much. In order not to wash several sets of clothes a day, she is going to make more saliva pockets for him. In this case, just replace them on time. It's okay.

The saliva pocket is made of soft old cotton cloth, and Qinghuan also embroidered cute cats and puppies on it. The little milk baby likes it very much.