"How did you Dali Temple do the case?! It's been so many days! The murderer didn't even see a single hair! ”

As soon as Wen Jing walked into Dali Temple, he heard a woman's angry voice inside, such a loud voice, this series of words without panting, lung capacity at least 4000 ml or more.

"Mrs. He, this case is not the same as leading troops to fight, the enemy is in the open, but the murderer is in the dark, our Dali Temple has been investigating this case day and night, we have to give us some time." Lord Liang said with a smile, but in his heart he scolded He Ruiguang, the old horseman, thousands of eight hundred times, he didn't come, but let his wife come to make trouble, who didn't know that General He was not afraid of heaven and earth, but only afraid of the tigress at home.

Mrs. He's eyes hung down: "It's been given to you for so many days, how long do you want Lord Liang?" A year? Two years? At the very least, you have to sue sù if we caught the suspect! ”

Lord Liang said helplessly: "Mrs. He, according to the rules, I can't sue you." ”

"O my poor daughter!"

After Mrs. He finished speaking, she howled and cried, sat on the ground, everyone couldn't cry and laugh, and no one dared to come forward to help her, it is said that this Mrs. He is a practitioner, killing pigs and sheep with knives and knives, and killing the enemy is even more unambiguous.

Wen Jing looked at the woman with a big waist in front of her, and really responded to the sentence that it is not a family that does not enter the door, this Mrs. He's figure is even better than that of Lord He, to what extent do these two people have to have genetic mutations to give birth to a girl like He Yunxiu?

Lord Liang looked at Mrs. He, who was crying, making trouble, and hanging herself, it was really nonsense. Make this your home! Sure enough, there is no upbringing!

Slander is slander, Lord Liang really doesn't know what to do with this Mrs. He for a while, after all, Mrs. He is the bitter master, she can't be scolded, let alone beaten, and more importantly, she can't be beaten

"Mrs. He, you get up first and listen to me." Ji Changge walked over.

Mrs. He stopped splashing and said to Lord Liang, whose face was full of wrinkles. To a handsome junior. Mrs. He's face was really a little unbearable.

"We already have an eyebrow on the case, please Mrs. He give us a few more days to investigate and collect evidence, I believe that with Mrs. He's wisdom and measurement, we can understand the hard work of our case." Ji Changge smiled.

Mrs. He stood up with a carp. I patted my clothes. The fat on the belly trembled a few times. Zhengse said: "Then it's decided, the old lady will give you three more days, if you haven't caught the murderer by then." Don't blame me, huh. ”

Watching Mrs. He walk away, the smile on Ji Changge's face disappeared, and he regained his usual iceberg face.

Lord Liang pursed his lips, and said the same thing, why is Ji Changge useful as soon as he says it, he just farts?

"My lord, three days later" Ding Wu said with a sad face, thinking that if he couldn't solve the case in three days, the "Hedong Lion" would come to Dali Temple again, and he decided that it would be better to go out to investigate the case that day.

Ji Changge glanced at Ding Wu: "Did the official promise her?" ”

The crowd was speechless

"Your Excellency is clever." Ding Wu said flatteringly, but he thought in his heart, sure enough, there is a mountain and a mountain high, after all, Mrs. He is just a woman, and compared with us adults, it is not a trivial matter.

"How's the staring?" Ji Changge glared at Ding Wu, this kid is not good at anything, but he learns very quickly.

"I've already sent someone to keep an eye on Lu Yi day and night."

Ji Changge pondered for a moment and said, "Come with me to Lu Mansion." ”

Ding Wu happily responded, usually adults must have a harvest when they go out.

With the words that Wang Sinian said yesterday echoing in his mind, Wen Jing decided to go to Wang's house again, and it happened that today was also the day to give Wang Jue acupuncture, so he turned to Lord Liang: "Lord Liang, can Qi Niang take a half-day off?" ”

"What are you going to do?" Lord Liang asked.

"Go to the Royal Scholar's Mansion."

As soon as he heard that it was the Wang family, a trace of ambiguity flashed in Lord Liang's eyes, and he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, take this official to say hello to Scholar Wang." ”

Wen Jing didn't explain, and said with a smile: "Yes, my lord." ”

All the way to the palace, Wen Jing suddenly thought of the dead cat last time, and her intuition told her that these things may not be unrelated, if she didn't dare to continue to think about it, a trace of cold sweat oozed from her back.

"Wen Qi Niangzi is here." Steward Wang looked at Wen Jingdao with a smile on his face, although he felt.

Wen Jing was slightly stunned, came back to his senses, adjusted his mood and said: "Today is the day of acupuncture for Seventeen Lang, there happens to be nothing in the temple, and Qi Niang came earlier." ”

"The second young master and the second master of my family also went to Liyuan." Steward Wang said.

"It's better this way, then Qi Niang is one step ahead."

Watching Wen Jing walk away, Steward Wang's face showed a little ridicule, obviously he had climbed a high branch, and he had to pretend to be high, in the name of curing diseases, he ran to the palace twice in three days, and came to two ends in three days before he got married, I really don't know how the Wen family raised their daughter.

Inside the carp orchard, under the pine trees.

Wang Jue was playing chess with Wang Sinian, while Wang Erlang stood aside and watched.

"Second uncle, you lost" Wang Erlang said with a smile.

Wang Sinian's brows were tightly locked, but he couldn't hold on for a long time.

"Concession." Wang Jue smiled.

Sighing, Wang Sinian gave up struggling, this game of chess was indeed lost, and it was flawless.

Wang Erlang saw Wang Sinian admit defeat and said: "Seventeen Lang's chess skills are really superb, even the second uncle is slightly inferior, and the Wang family has no rivals." ”

Wang Sinian smiled bitterly and said: "How can it be that the Wang family is invincible, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for this Beijing master to find an opponent, and the second uncle is convinced." ”

"The second uncle is too modest, he has a specialization in the art industry, and he is obsessed with this all day, if the second uncle can give half of his time, he will lose seventeen." Wang Jue said.

Wang Sinian nodded, looking at Wang Jue happily, talented but not conceited, if he can be an official in the court in the future, the foundation of the Wang family in the court will be more stable.

"Qi Niang, you're here." Wang Erlang's eyes lit up.

Wen Jing smiled and said, "Come and do acupuncture for Seventeen Lang." ”

After speaking, he said to Wang Sinian: "Qi Niang has seen my uncle. ”

"Well, Erlang, treat Qi Niang well, the second uncle still has to leave a little beforehand." Wang Sinian patted Wang Erlang's shoulder and said.

"Okay, second uncle, go get busy."

Wen Jing took out the acupuncture bag, after a few acupuncture sessions, she was already proficient, she knew where the acupuncture points were with her eyes closed, and Wang Jue was no longer worried that there would suddenly be an extra needle in her head.

"Acupuncture for so many days, no progress at all?" Wang Erlang looked at Wang Jue's legs, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his eyes.

Wang Jue raised his head, looked at it with a pair of Danfeng eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Second brother is more anxious than me." ”

Wang Erlang's face was slightly unnatural: "The second brother is naturally anxious, there are only a few months left in the spring next year, and the second brother is still waiting for you to shine on the lintel of the Wang family." ”

"If God has the heart to care for me, it is enough, but if there is no heart, no matter how much effort is wasted." Wang Jue looked into the distance and said, if he didn't have too much hope, he wouldn't be disappointed.

"There are many things in this world, not to persist when there is hope, but to persist, it is possible to blossom and bear fruit, and it is most undesirable to give up halfway." Wen Jing inserts the last needle.

Wang Jue's face was slightly moved, these few words, word by word, so many years, disappointed too many times, he felt hopeless, and he never felt wrong, if it wasn't for his mother insisting on doing so many things for him, maybe he would have become a waste

Wen Jing gently tapped Wang Jue's knee and reacted slightly.

"It's moving!" Wang Erlang said in surprise.

Wen Jing also looked at Wang Jue who was stunned happily: "You try to move your legs." ”

Wang Jue tried to move his legs, and after a while, he shook his head: "Still can't work." ”

"Don't rush, take your time."

Suddenly, there was a commotion in my ears.

"Stop, don't run!"

Wen Jing watched more than a dozen family members in the distance chasing an old man in ragged clothes, but the old man ran much faster than the family members, and the family members ran out of breath.

The old man grimaced at the family behind him while running, and after running around the rockery a few laps, he suddenly turned around and ran towards Wen Jing and the others.

"Don't be afraid, he won't hurt." Wang Erlang looked at Wen Jing's slightly nervous expression and said with relief.

Wen Jing was naturally not afraid of this old man who looked like a beggar, she was curious about what the beggar was holding in his hand, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Arrest me, you fools!" The old man grimaced at the back again.

"Seventh Master, don't scare people!"

A group of housekeepers stuck out their tongues like dead dogs.

Seven masters? Wen Jing glanced at the old man in surprise, she still wondered, how could the Wang family let a beggar run in, but she didn't expect this ragged old man to be the seventh old man, which was really much unexpected to her.

"Uncle Seven, you are naughty again." Wang Erlang said that it was as if he was reprimanding a seven or eight-year-old child, which made people feel funny and weird.

The old man threw away the things in his hand and wiped his mouth: "Shichiro won't dare next time." ”

Looking at the old man's actions and words, there should be some kind of mental illness, Wen Jing deduced, his eyes fell on the thing on the ground, it was a ball of roasted meat, and the air was mixed with a smell of blood and the smell of roasted meat, mixed together, disgusting, looking at the black stains on the old man's dirty clothes, it should be dried up bloodstains.

"Uncle Seven, what are you baking here?" Wen Jing asked softly.

"Don't sue you! You must be trying to trick my cat into eating meat! The old man grimaced at Wen Jing.

Wen Jingwan smiled, and then thought about it, cat meat, the skinned black cat corpse I saw in Liyuan last time should have been made by this seventh uncle, it seems that she was suspicious and misunderstood Wang Erlang.

"Uncle Seven, how many times have I told you, there are a lot of things to eat in the house, if you want to eat, just tell the kitchen, don't eat these things again." Wang Erlang sighed and said.

The old man's eyes suddenly became frightened: "You can't eat secretly, the eldest brother will beat me." (To be continued......)