There was laughter and laughter in the banquet room of the Torture Hall.

Outside, a few people from the Zhaomo Institute passed by, with envy on their faces: "It is estimated that the money has been divided again." ”

"Cents?" Some people don't know, "How to divide the money?" ”

They hadn't heard of it.

Several people squatted in the corner and listened to the laughter inside, and the man continued: "Don't look at Lord Song's domineering, beating and scolding people at every turn, but he is very righteous. ”

"Whichever time I earned the case fee, it was divided among the fifteen people in the Torture Hall."

Those who didn't know felt incredible, and asked, "They are the same as Ma Liu?" ”

"Of course. Lao Tong used to be poor, a steamed bun had to be broken and eaten twice, now you look at it, the famous rich people, the threshold of the family has to be stepped on by the matchmaker. ”

"Wang Qingtong is too, his sons are in their thirties and have not married, and now that the house is built, the matchmaker is pouring into his house like water."

"Lord Song is not good to the outside world, he is fierce and mean, and he is really good to his own people."

Everyone has never seen that the dignified magistrate can share the same money, drink the same wine and eat the same meal as the old catcher.

"This ...... They were also too lucky. ”

"People, luck can't be stopped, who used to care about a few old boys, now you look at it again, the boy is long and the boy is short, and a person of fifty may be able to marry a big girl."

No one spoke, one sighing next to the other.

"There are a lot of things going on in the Torture Hall now, do they still need people?" Someone whispered, "They are all fast catchers, and the only ones who do civilian jobs are Mr. Yuan and Mr. Wu, and now Mr. Wu is still out on errands." ”

The person who was asked shook his head: "I don't know about this, you can go and ask Lao Tong, I think Lord Song is the best for Lao Tong." ”

"Oh, yes! The last time I fell into the Liyuan case, Lord Song and Lao Tong's nephew knew each other. ”

"Then I'll go to the old boy for dinner and ask a question. If Lord Song is willing to ask me, I don't think the institute will dare not let me go. "One humane.

Lord Song is the monkey Sun, you see it's Bi Ma Wen, but people don't take the Jade Emperor in their eyes.

"Go ahead and try it, and if it works, we'll all try it."

Everyone said that they were also lining up in their hearts to make small calculations.

The gate over there opened, and they saw Wang Qingtong walking out, talking to Song Ning as he walked: "My lord, then my subordinates will order another dish according to the last time." ”

"Anyway, it's mainly wine, if you don't have a dish, you can just order a little bit according to your personal favorite food, and watch it."

Wang Qingtong responded and left without hurry.

The people watching here became more and more envious.

"Go ahead, lest you lose all the money you need to make ends meet." As he spoke, everyone slowly dispersed, and the torture hall that they looked down on before was now something they couldn't climb.

Song Ning didn't know what was going on at the door, so she pulled Zhao Yi and Shen Wenyu to repair the morgue together.

"How do you get this countertop?" Zhao Yi was very resistant to this matter, and Song Ning said, "I don't want wooden noodles." ”

Because of the lack of tools, she now relies more on reasoning and on-site investigation, and has given up a lot of autopsy.

"Brass-faced?" Zhao Yi asked.

Shen Wenyu felt that it was okay: "Lord Wang, the custom copper surface, the kind that is polished into a mirror by someone, can be seen clearly if there is dirt." ”

"Makes sense." Zhao Yi asked Song Ning.

Song Ning also felt that it was okay: "I didn't think of this, I think it can, can I get it?" ”

"Of course you can, otherwise how do you think the bronze mirror came from?"

Then, the clarity of the bronze mirror refreshed her cognition, and she felt that it was enough to polish the top of the morgue here to half the mirror smoothness.

"I'll do it." Shen Wenyu said, and found a ruler to measure the size.

The three of them pondered, changed a few other things, and when they were done, it was dark.

"Let's go eat."

The group went to Jiang Ji. Jiang Ji's proprietor, Jiang Yuan, is a son in his early twenties, who usually does not come to the store, but I heard that it is the family's store, and after separating from his brother, he gave him four stores in Jinan, Qingzhou, Laizhou and Dengzhou.

He built a large courtyard in Dengzhou Linhai and raised a group of concubines, and he usually did not come to Jinan.

"The shopkeeper has changed." Song Ning didn't see the previous shopkeeper when he entered the door, but when he saw a woman in her twenties standing behind the counter, she heard her voice and looked up.

Song Ning sighed.

Zhao Yi coughed and reminded her, "Don't look around." ”

Song Ning still couldn't help but look at it, the woman was very beautiful, she was convex and enchanting, and a tear mole in the corner of her eye didn't know if it was cinnabar or it was there, which played the finishing touch on her face with heavy makeup.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a goblin.

Except for Zhao Yi, in fact, everyone took a few more looks, and even Song Yuanshi sighed: "Come again, we may have to book three days in advance." ”

Such a shopkeeper, if you stop here, will definitely make diners flock to it.

In fact, the table downstairs is indeed full.

"How many of you booked?" When the shopkeeper saw them coming in, he immediately smiled, and his smile was delicate and charming, "Come and sit inside." ”

Her gaze swept over everyone's faces, and she didn't linger long, and she didn't even make people think she was frivolous.

Song Ning admired, this degree is too powerful.

"What if I don't have an appointment?" Song Ning said with a smile.

"If you don't have an appointment, I'll find you a carpenter at once, and I'll make a table for you to sit on." The shopkeeper smiled and saluted, "The slave's surname is Yao, and his single name is Shan." ”

"It's only been the third day I've been here, and a few of you will come to eat in the future, just look for a slave."

Song Ning smiled and said, "Cheng, we must come more in the future." ”

"Please!" Yao Shan invited them to go up, sat down in the private room they had booked, and said a lot before leaving.

Zhao Yi looked at Song Ning with a straight face: "What do you look at?" ”

"Lord Wang, when will we rehearse and dance again, let's listen to the music?" Song Ning said, "The entertainment in our spare time is all directed at you." ”

Zhao Yi didn't want to pay attention to her: "No! ”

"Stingy." Song Ning poured wine, more than a dozen people were making a fuss, Song Yuanshi quietly watched them make a fuss, Ma Liu handed him wine, "Mr. Yuan, drink a little today?" ”

Song Yuanshi waved his hand: "You must always leave a sober one, you can drink it." ”

Everyone made a fuss until Jiang Ji closed before paying.

Song Ning was dizzy, and Zhao Yi held one arm, watching her stumble home.

"Come again." Yao Shan stood at the door and saw them off with a smile, Lu Miaomiao turned around and waved at her, "Goodbye, sister, we will come again." ”

Yao Shan leaned against the wall and watched them walk away.

"Pretty." Song Ning smiled, and Zhao Yi knocked her on the head, "Don't come here in the future." ”

Song Ning glanced at him, thought of something, and asked, "Lord Wang, tonight's sleep aid plan must be carried out as scheduled." ”

"Are you sure you can?"

Song Ning nodded: "Of course you can." ”

Zhao Yi didn't answer, and Song Yuanshi asked with a smile: "Do you want to go home and drink some sobering soup first, and then go to help the prince sleep?" ”

"No, I don't. My level of sobriety and my self-control will not let me hurt the prince. Song Ning said to Song Yuanshi, "Don't worry." ”

Zhao Yi couldn't laugh or cry.

Song Yuanshi nodded and said, "Okay, then you remember to be more restrained." ”

"Yes, yes!" Song Ning was walking, and suddenly Wang Wang screamed twice, and everyone listened to it, and they heard a cry coming out of the alley.

Shen Wenyu walked over and saw a man squatting against the wall and covering his face and crying.

"Who is crying here?" Shen Wenyu asked.

The man looked up, Song Ning looked at his appearance, he was very upright, there were tears in his eyes, he stood up in a panic, and said, "No, nothing, I'll go back." ”

After saying that, like a frightened rabbit, he walked down the alley.

Song Ning and Zhao Yi went to the palace, and when they went to the inner courtyard, Chang Yu came over, and when they saw Song Ning, they knew that she was drunk, and said with a smile, "Lord Song is very happy today." ”

Zhao Yi said: "Cook her sobering soup." ”

"The slave must have gone to drink, and it was cooked early." Sanyu said that he would serve it himself.

Song Ning saluted Sanyu: "Thank you, Father-in-law Chang." ”

"Lord Song, don't be polite, the slave is happy to serve you." Chang Gonggong smiled and went.

"The prince doesn't need to help me." Song Ning walked in front with his hands behind his back, steadily, and Zhao Yi followed behind her, "If you get planted in the water for a while, I won't pull you." ”

Song Ning said: "I will take a bath casually when I fall, and the prince doesn't have to pull me." ”

"Okay!" Zhao Yi said, "You go to wash, and I go to wash." ”

Song Ning waved his hand: "Go, go, go." ”

"I'm sure you'll get a good night's sleep tonight."

Zhao Yi pinched her face and said, "I'm looking forward to it!" ”

As he spoke, he went back to his room.

Sanyu waited for Song Ning to drink the sobering soup, and stood in front of her again, looking at her with an obsessive expression.

"What's wrong?" Song Ning put the teacup, "Is there something on my face?" ”

Sanyu shook her head.

It was rare to have such an opportunity to be alone, Sanyu must seize this opportunity, he leaned up and asked in a low voice, "Lord Song, what color do you like?" ”

"Like camel, silver, yellow?" Song Ning said, "Father-in-law Chang, I don't pay attention to it, any color is fine." ”

Father-in-law Chang laughed: "Then, you stand up and ask the slave to measure you?" ”

"Measure, do you want to make me clothes?"

Sanyu nodded: "Yes, look at your figure, it's a pity not to wear a skirt." ”

When he met Song Ning, Song Ning was already a man.

Song Ning couldn't cry or laugh: "I don't have a chance to wear it if you do it." ”

"It's okay, the slave will close the yard when you come back, and you can wear it." Chang Yu said, "The slave maid personally made it for you, don't you know, before the slave maid entered the Kunning Palace, the master she worshipped was from the embroidery workshop." ”

"The slave maid used to be doing a good job of needlework."

Song Ning stood up, opened his hand and said, "Okay, thank you." ”

Sanyu measured the size with satisfaction: "Then you sit, the slave and maid will pick a color, since you are not particular, then the slave and maid will be the master of picking the color fabric." ”

Saying that, Xizizi went out.

walked to the door and exclaimed, "Lord Wang? ”

"Go and rest." Zhao Yi said.

Sanyu left after a few sounds.

Song Ning put the teacup and looked strangely towards the door, and saw Zhao Yi coming in with his hair draped and wearing a camel-red robe.

The eyebrows are picturesque, the water vapor has not dissipated, and the beauty is dazzling, Song Ning sighed for a moment and said, "Lord Wang, your clothes...... It's too beautiful. ”

It's really beautiful.