Chapter 202
Nangong Shaoyou doesn't know how many life-and-death struggles he has experienced in his life, but he doesn't have this anxiety, it is even more uncomfortable than going to the execution ground, going to the execution ground is just a quick knife, if it is really the messenger sent by Dali to send the news of Duan Si and Murong Feifei's marriage, and he has to be a female family member to replace the master to make a main marriage, and then I don't know how to swallow that cup of tea. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
Soon came to the Ling Mansion mansion, Nangong Shaoyou felt that the Ling Mansion assassin was like hell, but he could only step in.
Before he arrived in the hall, he had already heard Ling Chaozong's hearty laughter, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "You, Brother Ling, heard that Feifei was going to get married, and you laughed so heartily, but you can't blame him, are you still grim-faced when the guests come from afar?"
Walking into the hall, I saw Ling Chaozong sitting in the main seat of the hall, and a tall man sitting in the guest seat, I saw that he was wearing a light blue shirt, his face was plump, and he had a willow beard on his chin, and he had a charm in his gestures.
Nangong Shaoyou looked familiar, and could conclude where this person had met, and suddenly remembered, and hurriedly laughed: "Brother Ling, what kind of wind blew Lord Song here!"
He was in a happy mood at the moment, and knew that the person who came was not the envoy of Dali, but Song Ci, who was highly recommended by Li Zongmian and was very favored by Emperor Zhao Xu.
Nangong Shaoyou saluted Song Ci, Song Ci hurriedly returned the salute, and said strangely: "I have long heard of the prestige of Nangong Daxia, but I have been friends for a long time and have not met each other, why did you recognize me at once?"
Nangong Shaoyou hurriedly set up a secret agency under the Yellow Concubine Pagoda for the Mongolian prince Meng Ge, and found people who looked similar to the important ministers in the court, preparing to plot to kill and install traitors one by one.
Hearing the two of them dumbfounded, Ling Chaozong shouted again and again: "It's dangerous!
Song Ci hurriedly stood up and saluted: "It turned out that it was Nangong Daxia who saved my life, that day in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lord Li said that when I saw you one day, I must invite you to drink wine for three days and three nights, I asked why, he smiled and said nothing, today it seems that it is not only three days and three months, even if it is invited for three years, it should be!"
The three of them laughed, and Nangong Shaoyou said: "Drinking is accompanied at any time, it is best to make an appointment with Master Wen of Shaolin, then you can drink happily!"
"Yes! That monk also saved my life, I must make an appointment with him!" Song Ci is also very free and easy.
Ling Chaozong suddenly realized: "No wonder the Yellow Concubine Pagoda has been surrounded by officers and soldiers for two months, it turned out to be like this, but I don't know if I have caught the Tartar prince!"
"It is very difficult to catch Meng Ge, but with such fanfare, he has seen through the treacherous tricks of the Mongols, and the ministers of the DPRK and China will be much safer in the future. Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile, and both of them nodded yes.
Nangong Shaoyou knew that Song Ci was an upright official and loved the people, so he would not come here to drink, but he didn't say it, and he didn't bother to ask.
Soon the next person set up a banquet, there were only three people in the banquet, Song Ci was extremely refreshing, although he was not a martial arts person, but he drank extremely refreshingly, and he drank in a big bowl, which was very good temper for Nangong Shaoyou.
He is also funny, well-informed, while drinking, while talking about some very strange things, listening to the two of them very enjoyable, even forgetting to eat, with his knowledge and smell of wine, it is really strange!
Nangong Shaoyou sighed: "Although Lord Song is not a person in the martial arts, but the experience of adventure is really better than ours, I heard that Lord not only has a unique opinion on political affairs, but also is good at judging cases, washing away grievances for many people, and has a deep knowledge in medical Taoism, he is really a god!"
"The so-called washing away grievances, just lifting, I have been studying the dead since I was a child, and I am willing to be the companion of the dead, and I feel that only the dead will not cheat me, and over time I have some of my own opinions on some unjust deaths, and then study it, it is indeed able to find the cause of death for people, and judge the grievances of their own people to do, I just explain the facts, now I am not young, I am afraid that there will be no successor to what I have learned, so I set out to write a book of post-mortem and grievances, the name has not been thought of, what is the good proposal of Nangong Daxia?" Song Ci drank a bowl of wine and smiled.
Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "Lord Song is too modest, since your book can clear the grievances of the deceased, how about it is called a record of grievances?"
"Good!" Song Ci and Ling Chao Zongqi claimed!
Next, Nangong Shaoyou asked Song Ci for some anecdotes, and Song Ci told him about the strange things about the corpse, and the two of them were even more dumbfounded.
When Song Ci talked about "dripping bones to test relatives", Ling Chaozong was amazed: "We only know that we can recognize relatives by dropping blood, and we can't imagine that we can also test relatives by dropping bones, and only Lord Song can think of it!"
Then Song Ci said: "What's even more bizarre is that there is a lady who died twice, I see that she is pregnant, and when she is pitiful for the baby in the womb, she feels that there is a movement in her belly, and she hurriedly invites Wen Po to take out the baby in the womb together." ”
"Can this baby live?" Nangong Shaoyou said.
Song Ci laughed: "Of course I can, I am sixteen years old now, and I am still very strong!"
"There is such a thing in the world, Lord Song, you are self-taught, if you talk about the symptoms of a dead person, you rely on experience, but how do you know about the birth of a dead person?"
Song Ci stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Song was also born from a dead man." ”
Both of them were very curious, but it was inconvenient to ask about Song Ci's dead mother.
Song Ci smiled slightly: " The two must be strange, in fact, this thing can also be said, when my family suffered a great change, my father and mother died tragically, the body was placed in Yizhuang, that night there was a wandering knight in Yizhuang, saw my father's corpse, the heart could not bear it, then burned incense and worshipped, suddenly saw my mother's clothes on the stomach without wind automatic, the chivalrous doctor is smart, then reached out to touch, moved the movement in the abdomen, quickly took out the baby in the womb, and finally found a family surnamed Song to raise, he said that I was born after the death of my mother to remember the mother's love, then called Song Ci, and then grew up, he will come to see me three times, taught some medical Tao, who are you that chivalrous?”
Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "If you talk about medical skills, Cheng Chen, the god of medicine, is the first in the world, but the age difference between the adult and him is at most ten years old, he should not have completed it at that time, it is estimated that the chivalrous warrior is his teacher, right?"
Song Ci gave a thumbs up and praised: "Nangong Daxia is really extraordinary, that chivalrous is the master of the medical god Cheng Chen, he has accepted two and a half apprentices in his life, hey, I can only be counted as half, and then the chivalrous man also disappeared, and there is no chance to be taught by him, but the second brother Cheng has visited me twice, and today I am waiting for Ling Daxia, one is to reminisce, and the other is also for him!"
Nangong Shaoyou and Ling Chaozong glanced at each other, knowing that he was about to explain his intention this time, so they didn't speak, waiting for him to come by himself! )