Xie Rui's disease was cured, and he was crowned King Cheng, and Concubine Yuan was grateful to Miss Begonia and Duan Wangye. She said to King Cheng: "All these things that our mother and daughter have are all given by your third brother and Miss Cheng, and in the future, you will listen to your third brother and help your third brother become the emperor!" Only when he is the emperor will we have a good life. ”

Where else did King Cheng use his mother to explain? He has long regarded Xie Ruijiao as his idol, and he can't wait to follow his third brother like a shadow, Duanwangfu is the most interesting place.

Xie Ruibin's maternal grandfather was an old bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, although he was a Qing cultivator, but he had presided over the Kyoto examination for many years, and he also had a student all over the world. The illness of the six princes was cured, and everyone in the Yuan Mansion was happy.

Concubine Ji was heartbroken. Lately, for some reason, things have always gone wrong. First, Prince De's Mansion jumped out of an uncontrollable prince, and then poisoned the queen on his head, and then the sixth prince who had been sick for many years suddenly became sick and became the king, so that King Xian had another competitor!

"Ji Chuan, you check for me! Who's behind it! Concubine Ji said angrily.

Ji Chuan's side is not much better. Ji Ya, this kid, didn't listen to persuasion, and built a blue-tiled house outside, with a bunch of handsome men and beautiful women inside, and ate and stayed in it with some officials all day long, hugging left and right, messing around.

Forget it, if you see a beauty on the road, it doesn't matter if she is a big girl or a little daughter-in-law, she drags it to the house. If the beauty dares to resist, he dares to immediately surround a curtain and kill the person on the spot.

The common people dare to be angry but dare not speak, and they all call "Jifu" "chicken nest" behind their backs! There are also those who don't want to go to the yamen to complain, how dare they care about this Ji Qiye in the yamen! If you want to beat the complainant to death, or you will hand it over to Ji Qiye to "mediate" by himself. This mediation, is there still no return?

Yan Shiyi said: "Whenever I kill someone and feel like a devil, think about Ji Ya, then I am still a heavenly immortal." ”

Two days ago, there were a few more files on the desk of Sun Yanxi, the secretary of Dali Temple. It was not handed in from the front door, nor was it turned by other yamen, as if it had fallen from the sky.

When he opened it, Sun Yanxi was taken aback, all of them were the evidence and clues of several cases in his hands.

Sun Yanxi hurriedly called Zhengming Yuanhui of Dali Temple, and the two closed the door and spread out a few materials to check carefully. Ming Yuanhui is a good hand at adjudicating cases, after Sun Yanxi was transferred to Dali Temple, the two hit it off, and when there was no new case, they turned over some difficult old cases and came out for retrial, which was also a mutual agreement.

Ming Yuanhui has a New Year's friend, known as "Nian Zhenjun", this Nian Zhenjun is actually an old man surnamed Nian, just a handful of white bones, he can also make it stand up and say his grievances. Calling him "Zhenjun" is that everyone praises him for being as powerful as a judge in the underworld.

Ming Yuanhui shook a piece of material and said, "Let's start with this dry well case!" "This is exactly a case that Ming Yuanhui is reviewing, and the case is strange at first glance, but he can't find where the evidence is. Now someone is dozing off and sending pillows, and if he doesn't find out, he is not Ming Yuanhui!

Last summer, a dead well in the backyard of Wanhualou in Beijing was found to contain corpses. After reporting to the officials, the officials pulled out a total of seven female corpses from the dry well, all of whom were about 15 years old. One of the corpses, which was identified, was a girl from Wanhualou named Tonghua. The other six corpses did not have a sufferer.

Shuntianfu sentenced Wanhualou to kill and throw the corpse on the basis of Wanhualou, and one of the deceased was a girl from Wanhualou, and sealed Wanhualou.

The case is closed, but it is full of loopholes. Sun Yanxi and Ming Yuanhui wanted to retry the case, but found it difficult, either someone prevented them from seeing the prisoners, or they said that the eyewitnesses were reluctant to recall, and the corpses had been buried in the ground, making it difficult to collect evidence again.

Ming Yuanhui took the materials of the dry well case that fell from the sky, and said excitedly: "If it is true, the dry well is not the first scene of the corpse. The tung flowers of Wanhualou were also killed in the green tile house. Those people may all be the Ji girls of the green tile house! ”

Ming Yuanhui stood up "Teng", hugged his fists at Sun Yanxi and said: "Lord Sun, without further ado, I will immediately take someone to the mountain behind the Qingwafang to find the first scene!" After that, he invited Nian Zhenjun and took the two little officials out of the door.

Behind a big tree outside the gate of Dali Temple, Ling Xue said to Ling Chen and Ling Xing: "You two follow, protect secretly, don't show up, and give two more secret guards to support you." Go, the mountain behind the green tile house, there are good things waiting for them. ”

Ling Chen's four people were ordered to protect Ming Yuanhui, and sure enough, they didn't come in vain. Although it was dark, as soon as Ming Yuanhui entered the back mountain, he was targeted by the people of the Qingwafang. Ling Chen and Ling Xing quietly solved the two, knocked them unconscious, and tied them up and stuffed them into the bushes. Dark Eighteen and Dark Nineteen, who were also clever, tied up the other two mountain patrols and threw them into the ditch.

The four of Ming Yuanhui successfully found a wood workshop in the back mountain. There were piles of timber piled up outside the workshop, but it was as if it hadn't been moved for a hundred years, and it was all old ash. There was no smell of freshly sawn wood in the workshop, but a rancid smell came to my nose!

The two took out the fire fold and took a photo, only to see that in addition to a corpse that had not yet been transported away, a bloodstained broken quilt was taken and covered with a messy mess, and there were a lot of shoes, sachets and other things that seemed to have fallen from the corpse.

The corpse was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Qingxiu**, Nian Zhenjun squatted down and pressed the abdomen of the corpse, looked at his nostrils again, and whispered: "Death is not more than twelve hours, it should be too late to bury." The smell is not his, look for it again! ”

The clerk walked around the timber mill and found the source of the rancid smell, which was a mound of fresh soil behind the lumber mill.

The two priests quickly found tools in the hut, and only quietly dug a few times, and immediately revealed one of the corpse's feet, and a few more digs along the side, revealing another clump of hair, and then saw a head that had begun to expose its facial skull. Ming Yuanhui hurriedly stopped, no need to dig anymore, there must be more than these two corpses in it.

Nian Zhenjun examined the exposed legs and skull and said, "They are all women, but they are not the same person, this head has been dead for at least seven days, and this leg is no more than four days at most." What a bunch of scum! ”

Ming Yuanhui nodded, instructed the little official to restore the surroundings to their original state, and quietly sneaked out of the back mountain.

Ling Chen saw that the people had left, so he let the four green tile houses be put in the courtyard.

After a short time, they woke up slowly, but they did not know why they fainted, and they went around without any suspicion, so they stopped.