Jing Li nodded, and he sniffed quietly.

Lord Gu's morning meal this morning should be jujube cake, this smell is so sweet that people can't wait to eat a piece of sour radish immediately.

Jing Li thought about it, and silently made a note in his heart: sweetness can be poisoned.

Gu Shiwei didn't know what he was thinking, and followed him into an alley, which was wide enough to accommodate three carriages in parallel. On the wall at the mouth of the alley, there is a reddish-brown wooden sign with three big characters on it: "Send Zi Soup".

Under the big letter, someone crookedly drew an arrow with charcoal and pointed to the middle of the alley.

Tang Shuhuai's grandfather is a gynecological saint in the palace, and he is obviously famous for "sending children".

Gu Shiwei looked at it, and couldn't help but complain secretly in his heart, if this child-sending soup is really useful, can the official family still have only two sons? That's not a baby and eight treasures to break the dog's head!

The Tang family's house is the first one on the right hand side of the alley, the door is open, and a porter wearing a small hat is sitting in front of the door with a table, and he sings without raising his head when he hears the footsteps, "The consultation is scheduled for three days, you get Zhang Tiao Er first, and come back according to the hour." ”

As he spoke, he didn't hear an answer, and when he looked up and saw the robe of the Imperial City Division, a spirit stood up abruptly.

"Two ...... Two adults? My lord is in the palace today, not in the house. ”

Jing Li clasped his arms and glanced at him, "I'm here to find your Erlang Tang Shuhuai." ”

"You're also here to find Erlang?" The porter exclaimed in surprise when he heard this, hurriedly put the pen in his hand down, and led the two of them towards the house with relish.

The Imperial City Division is here, and what a hole has the idle Tang Erlang of his family poked out of this day!

Also? Gu Shiwei had a bad premonition in his heart, and sure enough, he heard the familiar voice from a distance.

In the small flower hall where the guests were meeting, there were many people sitting in the dark, but there was only one person standing up and dancing up and down, wasn't it Wu Jiang who Jing Li said earlier that he had gone to open the coffin for autopsy?

Thinking of Wu Jiang, Gu Shiwei's eyelids jumped.

When I got closer, I saw that the shoe, covered in yellow mud, was pacing around the room, not noticing that he had trampled on the clean, human-like floor.

It's really unsophisticated!

As soon as Gu Shiwei wanted to speak, he saw a handsome man wearing a begonia red embroidered robe sitting at the bottom of his hand and stood up with a blushing face.

He pinched his palms with his fingers and shouted unbearably, "I have a new pair of boots, how about giving them to Lord Wu?" ”

As he spoke, he tied up his robe smoothly, then rolled up his sleeves and pulled out a clean white cloth from a gap, and began to rub the ground frantically with a pout.

Wu Jiang was nailed to the spot as if someone had pointed to the acupoint, and he stood on tiptoe, and the wooden floor seemed to have barbs, which made his feet hurt.

He reacted, hurriedly took off his boots, and stood aside with some embarrassment in both hands, like a quail.

Gu didn't see this scene, and he couldn't wait to clap his hands.

What is called brine tofu, one thing drops one thing!

Wu Jiang stood there, that was a young talent, once he started to dance with his eyebrows, good guy...... That's indiscriminate poisoning.

There was a dead silence in the flower hall, only the sound of the begonia red man clicking the ground could be heard, and a middle-aged man sitting on the side was the first to react, and his voice trembled, "Erlang, what are you crazy about?" Don't wipe it! Han Yushi, please forgive General Wu, my younger brother has been so crazy since he was a child......"

Not to mention such a big mud ball, whoever eats and loses the rice, he will go crazy again.

As he spoke, he rushed over and grabbed Tang Shuhuai's arm, twisting it desperately, "Bear with me, bear with ......"

Gu Shiwei listened to this voice, but his brain buzzed, and his face changed instantly.

It was a familiar voice, she had heard it before.

Gu Shiwei thought about it, no longer watching a good show in front of the door, but walked straight in, she quickly glanced at the middle-aged man who was talking, he looked about forty years old, born white and fat, and born very amiable.

Listening to his words, it should be Tang Shuhuai's eldest brother.

"Han Yushi, Wu Tuiguan met again, I don't know if you came first, but you can ask one, two, three?"

When Wu Jiang saw Gu Shiwei, he instantly became excited, he waved the boots in his hand and shouted, "Gu family, Brother Shi Yan said that you will come later, and that's true." I just got back from a post-mortem test outside the city! This time to enter the door to greet a stick of incense, but I haven't had time to ask questions. ”

"You came just in time, what happened to Tang Shuhuai that day and night? will see the whole process of Wang Quan one by one. This time interval is not long, and when I see that you are like me before, you are idle, and the cat in the house has given birth, which is a great wave and a day worth remembering. ”

"If you encounter something like that in the cold winter Layue, you have to brag about it for at least a lifetime, don't say that you have forgotten it. Say it! ”

As he spoke, he looked at Tang Shuhuai, who had just learned that this soil was coffin soil, and wiped it even more crazily, his tone paused, and then he said, "You don't need to wipe the floor, it doesn't affect what you say, it's really not good, I'll wipe the floor, you say." ”

When the Tang family heard this, he beckoned the family at the door to come in and wipe the floor, and twisted Tang Shuhuai up.

Tang Shuhuai glanced at the place, endured and endured, and finally said, "I like to sing night songs, my father doesn't allow me to practice at home, so I often take advantage of the dead of night to go to the Yong'an River to sing, my wife Li Wu is good at Dong Xiao and accompanies me." ”

"The water and grass in the Yong'an River are quite lush, and the willows are planted on the bank, and the head shadow is full of shadows at night, and it is easier to sing emotionally. We sang for a short while, and then we saw a man approaching with a lantern. I knew him and knew that he was the shopkeeper of the four treasures of the study in Spiegel Lane. ”

"When I sang on the Yong'an Bridge, I saw him many times, and when I saw him for the first time, I thought that my singing voice had attracted a ghost. But we didn't speak. ”

Tang Shuhuai sighed as he spoke, "As he walked, he suddenly fell straight to the right, and when we came back to our senses, we heard a pop." At that time, there was no one around, and my wife and I hurried down the bridge to save people. ”

"The Yong'an River is going to go to the painting boat, and there is no ice on the river. Madame lit the lantern for me, and when I went into the water, the water was colder than I had imagined, and I touched it for a while before I touched the king's shopkeeper, and I remember very clearly, he did not flutter his hands and feet, nor did he shout for help......"

"At that time, I felt very weird in my heart, how could someone fall into the water and be unconscious, just like Lord Yama wanted him to die at this time."

"When I touched him, I tried to drag him back, but I couldn't do anything, and I guess he was entangled in the weeds. However, I am average in the water, although I can swim in the water, but there is no way to dive for a long time, so I have to estimate the position under him and scratch a few times. ”

"I really grabbed something, it was a walnut tied to a red rope, I don't know who threw it into the river."

"After tearing this off, I dragged Wang Quan again, and this time it went well...... Unfortunately, he ran out of gas after he came ashore. ”

Going to the river in the middle of the night to sing a night song? This night song shouldn't be what she thought, the kind of song that is specially sung in the mourning hall with a handful of snot and tears, and the whole body is hairy when you hear it......

Good guy, Gu Shiwei somewhat understands why it is rumored that the Yongan River will be haunted.

"Walnuts? What walnuts? Wu Jiang's words interrupted Gu Shiwei's thoughts.