At that time, people didn't know soldiers, and they sang at night in Qinglou everywhere.

The spring in the flower hair cave is eternal, and the moon is bright and windy.

After King Huai went, there were no chickens and dogs, and Emperor Yang returned to bury Qiluo.

The twenty-four bridges are empty and lonely, and the green poplars destroy the old official river.

The station boat slowly docked at the Yangzhou Guanyi Wharf, the wind was already the spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River, with a little coolness, gently brushing the robe and hair.

This summer, he packed his bags and disembarked with Yang Yue after Yang Chengwan. Walking in the forefront of nature is the highest official rank of Dali Temple Zuo Temple Cheng Liu Xiangzuo, wearing black yarn, wearing a green brocade round-necked robe, embroidered with white pheasant, silver arcade flower belt, feet wearing soap leather boots, rules and regulations, absolutely no half point exceeded.

Lu Yixing was behind him on the left, still wearing a flying fish suit, and his expression was faint, which complemented the sky.

On the wharf, the officials of all sizes in Yangzhou City, who had received the letter early in the morning, stood tall and low, and it was estimated that there were at least dozens of people. Squinting again, the peacock embroidered on the regular clothes worn by the leader can be seen to be a third-grade master.

Pouting this summer, these people naturally did not come to greet her, but at Liu Xiangzuo and Lu Yi. Liu Xiangzuo is the left temple of Dali Temple, but only five products, and he has not yet been able to let the three products personally go to the dock to greet him. The only person who can have this "honor" is naturally Lu Yi, although he has the experience of the seven-grade Jinyiwei, but there is a father who is the supreme commander of the Jinyiwei, and of course the treatment is different.

Seeing that Lu Yi was neither rude nor arrogant, he saluted the officials of Yangzhou one by one, and saw him say a few words to the envoy of the Procuratorial Envoy Division. The envoy nodded, turned his head and ordered his entourage, who quickly got on the boat, and in a short time carried down the eight black lacquered camphor wooden boxes, and escorted Sha Xiuzhu out.

What exactly is he going to do with Sha Xiuzhu? And this set of birth compendiums? I can't figure it out this summer, and Lu Yi's actions are completely unpredictable.

Seeing the boxes being carried away, I couldn't figure it out, so I stabbed Yang Yue this summer and said in a low voice: "You say, where will those boxes be moved?" ”

Yang Yue's mind was not here at all, according to the old rules, there would be a reception banquet, there were many famous dishes in the south of the Yangtze River, and the officials were also very rich, and he was guessing where he would invite them to eat later.

"Where to go? It is best to be the Seven Points, I heard that the dishes of the Yangzhou Sevens Pavilion were originally opened by the imperial kitchen in the palace. Spring bamboo shoots are the freshest at this time. Do you remember what I said, the spring bamboo shoots in the south of the Yangtze River are golden-skinned and red-spotted, take the fat meat on the spring bamboo shoots, and steam them together in the pot, and after steaming, the fat meat is discarded, and the bamboo shoots are full of gravy, smooth and fragrant, and the taste is called a good ......" he chattered.

This summer has completely forgotten his previous problem, and hurriedly said: "The fat is lost, it's too bad!" ”

"The meat is for you, and I'll eat the bamboo shoots." Yang Yue is very talkative.

"No, I want to eat bamboo shoots too. I remember you also said that there is a kind of hollow meatball, with lard in the middle, and the lard melts as soon as it is steamed, and it is very delicious.

"That's right, that's right......"

The two smacked their lips as they spoke, and the more they talked, the more excited they became.

At this moment, Lu Yi, who was in front of him, had politely declined the banquet of the Yangzhou prefect, saying that the emperor was in his body and did not dare to slack off, hoping to start investigating the case now. Liu Xiangzuo, the left temple of Dali Temple, was seasick for days, his face was blue and his teeth were white, but he actually had no appetite.

For this reception of Lu Yi, the attitude of the Yangzhou prefect is "not to seek merit but to seek no fault", as long as you don't offend, don't let Lu Yi sue himself after returning to Beijing. So, seeing that Liu Xiangzuo and Lu Yi both resigned, he was not reluctant, sent a sedan chair, and sent two prisons to assist them in investigating the case, before leading a group of officials to leave.

At this moment, Liu Xiangzuo was dizzy and floating, and he couldn't wait to find a bed that couldn't shake and lie down for three days and three nights. When Lu Yi discussed with him, he was busy saying that he was willing to go to the file first, and he would bother Lu Yi to examine the corpse and explore the location of the crime. Lu Yi had no objection, but said in embarrassment that he still needed help. Liu Xiangzuo immediately generously said that Yang Chengwan and the other three were sent by him at will, and they did all the rough and dirty work, so they didn't have to worry.

After calling Yang Chengwan over and telling them to obey Lu Yi's dispatch, Liu Xiangzuo got into the sedan chair.

Lu Yicai Shi Ran got on another sedan chair. The sedan chair driver got up the sedan car steadily. Yang Chengwan summoned the two apprentices who were still whispering on the side and motioned for them to get on the horse.

"Boss, where are we going to eat?" This summer turned over and asked with great interest.

"Northern suburbs." Knowing the nature of these two apprentices, Yang Chengwan directly ignored the word "eat" in her words.

Yang Yue pondered and muttered, "I haven't heard of anything delicious in the northern suburbs." ”

"Maybe it's new." This summer, he happily sandwiched the strong round horse's belly, "They all say that Jiangnan is good, you see, even the horses are fed shiny." ”

In the northern suburbs, the grass sprouts are beginning to sprout, tender as delicate as jade carvings, and the swallows fly low, shuttling back and forth in the air.

There is no mountain villa near and no village far away, and this summer I look around rather melancholy, which really doesn't look like a place to eat. She stabbed Yang Yue and motioned for him to ask.

"Dad, why do I think this place is like a mass grave?" Yang Yue approached Yang Chengwan and asked.

Yang Chengwan nodded and said lightly: "Zhou Xian has been buried here, and the adults have to dig up the grave and re-examine the autopsy." ”

"There should be an autopsy."

"Experienced adults are rigorous in their work, and they have to conduct an autopsy in person."

"But...... It's time to eat...... Chief, you're hungry, aren't you? ”

This summer is not without disappointment, even if there is no good food and wine, there is no need to dig up the grave, the gap is really too big.

Yang Chengwan glanced at her: "I'm not hungry, it's best for the two of you not to be hungry, digging graves is hard work." ”

This summer didn't dare to talk back to the leader, turned his head and chirped with Yang Yue again: "You said that he has a brocade guard experience, why don't you even bring an entourage, and you want to call us, right?" ”

Yang Yue sighed: "I have been on an errand for so long, I have learned two words, and I want to encourage you with Xia Ye." ”

"What two words?"

"Resign to fate."

After listening to it this summer, I gave him a big white eye: "The master is not." ”

The sedan chair rose and fell in the drizzle, Lu Yi closed his eyes and recuperated, his face was indifferent, his slender fingers had been gently on the edge of the sedan window, the sedan curtain was moving, and the movement outside was clear.

Straight to an old willow tree, the leading prisoner turned over and dismounted, signaling the sedan chair driver to stop. He said respectfully to the sedan chair: "After experiencing the adult, Zhou Xianji's grave is here." ”

A sedan chair man was busy opening the sedan curtain, and the other sedan chair man had already held up a tarpaulin umbrella and waited, Lu Yi came out slowly, looked at the new grave, and didn't say a word of nonsense: "Dig it." ”

He didn't say who he would dig it for, but he was in the hope that he might let the local jail dig it. And Yang Chengwan had already raised his feet to go over, and seeing this, she and Yang Yue hurriedly rushed forward.

"Dad, I'll come." Yang Yue said busily.

"Boss, let's do this kind of rough work, you can just watch it."

She took the shovel from the prison hand, didn't dare to delay the effort, and Yang Yue was on the side, shovel by shovel, shovel after shovel, and the debris was splashed, so that everyone else had to retreat to a zhang away to watch.

Those who can be dragged to mass graves are all messy, and they will not be buried deeply, and those who have coffins are considered lucky, and most of them are wrapped in broken mats and buried. Seeing that these two people are really working hard, Lu Yi has to worry about which shovel will go down and shovel off half of Zhou Xian's head, and just as he was about to speak, he heard an "ah" sound this summer......

"There's something here!" As she spoke, she had already picked up the object, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, and looked at it curiously, "It's a sachet......

Lu Yi strode over, stretched out his hand to take it, and saw that it was a lotus-colored sachet, embroidered with silk thread and tillian, delicate and moving.

"This needlework is really bright." This summer poked his head and said, "If you take the market to say less, you can sell it for more than two yuan." ”

"Keep digging, be careful, don't hurt the corpse."

Lu Yi instructed her lightly, then turned around and walked away with the sachet, walked to Yang Chengwan's side, handed it to him, and said, "Senior Yang, look at this sachet." ”

Yang Chengwan bowed his back, respectfully took the sachet, squinted his eyes and looked at it, and sniffed it.

"Smell the fragrance, it should be orchid petals, like something used by women......" He raised his head, handed the sachet back, and said to Lu Yi, "As far as I know, Zhou Xian has not brought his family with him on this trip, maybe someone else left it here?" ”

Lu Yi bowed his head and put the sachet into his sleeve, and at this time, he heard a few muffled sounds, which was the movement of a shovel hitting the coffin.

"Digging! Do you want to pry it open? "She was so hungry that she could finish her work early and go back to a hot meal.

Lu Yi looked up at the sky and nodded: "Pry it open." ”

Zhou Xian in the coffin has been buried for several days, and the body must have begun to decompose, and this summer, while complaining about this unfortunate errand in his heart, he took a cloth towel from his bosom and wrapped it around his mouth and nose, and then put a shovel on the coffin lid.

Yang Yue, like her, also put the shovel on the seam of the coffin lid. The two looked at each other, and at the same time, the coffin lid creaked, and several coffin nails were reluctantly slammed up, and the coffin was opened through a gap, and a foul smell gushed out.

Although he covered his mouth and nose, this summer was so smoked by the strong smell of corpses that he almost vomited on the spot, and quickly jumped out of the pit with his hands and feet, frowning with a bitter face, waving his hands and trying to dispel the stench as much as possible.

"It's all rotten, it's still ...... Do you still need to test? She asked Lu Yi.

Lu Yi looked at her indifferently: "Of course, open it quickly." ”

Glancing at Yang Chengwan not far away, he resigned himself to jumping into the pit this summer, shoveling one shovel after another with Yang Yue, priing out all the nails of the coffin, and unloading the coffin lid to the side after the last stroke......

In the midst of the stench, a male corpse in an official uniform lay quietly, with an iron face facing the gloomy sky.

When I looked over this summer, I saw maggots crawling on the hand outside the corpse J□J, which already had a few small holes in decay.

According to her experience, at this time, the corpse could not move at all, the body was all rotten, and the blood had to burst out as soon as it moved, and maybe the arms, legs, and eyeballs all had to fall off. So she turned her head to look at Lu Yi, who was condescending, looking at the corpse in the coffin, and there was not the slightest emotion on his face.

Lu Yi had seen Zhou Xian before.

Three years ago, in the household department, he and Zhou Xian already had a relationship, at that time Zhou Xian had been appointed to the household department, Zheng Jiupin, although he was an official, but he was a taciturn little person, and there was nothing to show for it.

Lu Yi still remembered him because of Zhou Xianji's boots.

At that time, it was in the cold winter moon, after the snow, the boots under the feet of the officials or deerskin boots or sheepskin boots, and even cotton boots. Zhou Xian was also wearing a pair of old leather boots on his feet, but the edges were open, and he was estimated to have seeped into a lot of snow water, and he roasted silently by the brazier.

It is a well-known fact that Beijing officials are poor, but most officials have a way to get extra oil and water, and it is really rare to be poor like Zhou Xian.

The author has something to say: Note: The poem at the beginning is Wei Zhuang's "Over Yangzhou"