My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 146 Going down the well to find the corpse (seeking monthly ticket)

Yangzhou people are all proud of Di Juyi.

Since the founding of the Great Wei, there have not been many generations of prime ministers.

Among them, Di Juyi was the prime minister for 20 years, which is the longest life. After all, the shortest prime minister only served for three days, and he was completely reduced to the laughing stock of the world.

Di Juyi was reading, drinking tea, and admiring flowers in the garden, and was quite surprised to hear that Yang Jiu was begging to see him outside the mansion.

When he was in Chang'an, he always had a feeling that Di Yong was killed by Yang Jiu.

However, when I returned to Yangzhou, the pace of life slowed down and my mind became clearer.

Even if Di Yong provoked him in every possible way, why would Yang Jiu take the risk of killing Di Yong?

Everyone in the world doesn't know what kind of person he is Di Juyi, if you just tell him, he will definitely break Di Yong's legs and let Di Yong stay in the mansion obediently.

After thinking about it, Di Juyi felt that most of the matter was due to conservatives hiring murderers.

The implementation of the New Deal, the first to take away the meat of the dignitaries, especially the conservatives.

These conservative dignitaries held a large bowl of meat and ate happily, while outside their houses, starved corpses were like hills.

But when the New Deal arrived, they ate up all the meat in the bowl, turned their heads and saw that even the pot was gone, how could they not be angry?
In order to get the pot back, in order to fill the pot with meat again, they will definitely fight back frantically.

This change has been difficult.

Di Juyi didn't want to retreat, but the death of his son really hit him hard.

During the days when he returned to Yangzhou, he also thought carefully, if he just gave up, wouldn't Aiko's death be in vain?
People, before doing anything, you have to try to convince yourself first.

Even if these cranky thoughts are wrong, at least they can paralyze themselves and provide motivation for themselves.

Di Juyi wanted to go back to Chang'an, but he didn't have the face to do so.

The sage did not issue an order for a long time to remind Di Juyi, which made Di Juyi quite anxious.

The New Deal has already been implemented, and the early stage is the most difficult. If the obstacles encountered are not dealt with in time, there is a possibility of premature death.

He had already lost a child, but he didn't want to lose this newborn child again.

Di Mansion is not big, but the layout is elegant and pleasing to the eye.

When he came to the garden, Yang Jiu clasped his fists and saluted.

"Your Majesty Yang, you don't need to be too polite. The old man is just a grassroots person. Please sit down." Di Juyi smiled.

But in Yang Jiu's view, there is definitely a knife hidden in this smile.

"Old Dige..." Yang Jiu planned to directly explain his purpose.

Di Juyi waved his hand and said: "Lord Yang, this old man is just a grassroots."

"Old Man Di, I am ordered by the saint to invite you back to Chang'an." Yang Jiu said.

Di Juyi was slightly stunned, he had guessed countless purposes of Yang Jiu's visit, but he never thought that Yang Jiu was actually here to invite him back to Chang'an.

Why did the sage send Yang Jiu here?

Yang Jiu is a corpse stitcher.

Di Juyi really couldn't figure out the saint.

Nowadays, the voices against the saints in the world are rising one after another, and the waves are overwhelming.

Di Juyi chuckled and asked, "Lord Yang, do you have an imperial edict?"

"Not really." Yang Jiu also didn't understand Wu Sanyue, this woman asked him to invite Di Juyi, and didn't even give the imperial decree, which made it clear that she didn't want Di Juyi to come back.

For an old official like Di Juyi, even if he wanted to come back again, he would definitely save face.

Wu Sanyue is only a matter of decree, and it will not affect her face in any way.

Di Juyi's face changed slightly, and he smiled wryly.

The sage wants to gain prestige.

If there is no imperial decree, let a corpse seamer come to invite him. If he returns to Chang'an obediently, he will obey whatever the sage says in the future.

If so, the New Deal may also become the Old Deal.

If a sage really wants to stop the mouth of the world, he has to listen to advice.

To go back, or not to go back?

Di Juyi couldn't make up his mind for a while.

The servants brought fragrant tea, Di Juyi smiled and invited Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi to drink tea.

Gan Sisi sat beside Yang Jiu, admiring the beautiful flowers in the garden without saying a word.

Yang Jiu sipped his tea and asked with a smile, "What's Mr. Di planning?"

"I still have to go back, but I can't go back like this." Di Juyi said.

The implication is to ask Yang Jiu to go back and tell the sage first, since he wants to invite him, he should invite him well, don't be so perfunctory.

If a rich family marries a concubine, they have to hire a suona team.

Who wants to be aggrieved?
Who doesn't want to have a good time?
Yang Jiu persuaded: "Old Man Di, the mind of a saint is uncertain. I believe it is a great determination to let me invite you this time. But if Old Man Di procrastinates, I'm afraid..."

Di Juyi frowned.

How could Di Juyi not know what kind of person Wu Sanyue was?

Yang Jiu's words are very reasonable.

"Old Di, the people of the world are in dire straits, and they all look forward to the New Deal to save their lives. Now that there are continuous uprisings in various places, and the implementation of the New Deal is slow, I'm afraid... Mr. Di really wants to watch the New Deal come to an end?" Yang Jiu strikes while the iron is hot.

On the way here, he thought of many reasons to persuade Di Juyi to return to Chang'an.

After much deliberation, he felt that those reasons were superfluous, and what Di Juyi was most worried about was the New Deal.

If Di Yong hadn't been aggressive and brought someone to kill him, Yang Jiu would not have killed him.

But the pain of bereavement, I believe Di Juyi will be able to get over it soon.

Time is the best medicine.

Di Juyi didn't refuse outright, it can be seen that he has long wanted to go back to Chang'an, no matter how hard he persuades him, he should be able to do it.

Di Juyi sighed, and said: "Lord Yang, let's rest first, let the old man think about it."

The servants of the mansion immediately arranged rooms for Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi.

This is a very delicate courtyard with a wonderful view.

Gan Sisi was very fascinated by seeing it, and said: "Ninth brother, we will also buy a house like this in the future."

"Us?" Yang Jiu smiled.

Gan Sisi said angrily, "Isn't this hairpin letting you know what's on my mind?"

When they earn enough money, it would be best to leave Chang'an and live a life envied by gods in a place where the seasons are like spring.

"Then shall we try first?"

"try what?"

"You know."

"Hmph, it's an inch."

"How can it be as long as a foot?"

Yang Jiu's eyes widened.

Gan Sisi's face flushed red.

"Lord Yang, our master is here to invite you." The housekeeper of Di Manor suddenly appeared at the gate of the courtyard at this moment.

The awkward atmosphere was instantly resolved.

When we came to the main hall, apart from Di Juyi, there were several people in official clothes.

They are all Yangzhou officials, and the one with the mustache is Guan Qiwen, the prefect of Yangzhou.

Seeing Yang Jiu come in, Di Juyi smiled and introduced: "This is Mr. Yang Jiuyang from Dongchang."

"Lord Yang, it's a good thing you're here." Guan Qiwen came over and held Yang Jiu's hands, looking very affectionate.

Yang Jiu was stunned, and asked, "What do you mean, my lord?"

"There was a dead body in the state government office, which made us miserable. This matter was reported to the imperial court, but no one cared about it..." Guan Qiwen had tears in his eyes, and his expression was agitated.

Yang Jiu's eyes lit up when he heard that there was a dead body.

Di Juyi said: "If Master Yang can get rid of this corpse, we will leave tomorrow."

"Ninth Brother, will that corpse be very vicious?" Gan Sisi was a little worried.

Yang Jiu looked at Di Juyi and said with a smile: "It's okay, as long as I can invite Old Man Di back, even if the corpse king comes, I have to take care of it."

Guan Qiwen is about to invite Yang Jiu to the state government office. If he needs anything, he has to make preparations early.

There is a well in the backyard of the state government. A few years ago, a head catcher jumped into the well.

At that time, the magistrate of Yangzhou only asked people to seal the mouth of the well with huge stones. The person who jumped into the well must have been drowned, and the body would not be damaged. It is not bad to use the well as a grave.

It was normal for the next few decades. The people in the state government changed wave after wave, and people even forgot the existence of the well in the house.

However, just a few months ago, a guard heard a strange sound in the backyard in the middle of the night. Following the sound, he heard the sound coming from the well, as if begging him to remove the stone at the well head.

The officer was scared to pee on the spot, and ran back to tell the other officers, which naturally aroused the ridicule of everyone.

As a result, on the second day, the voice was even louder, and almost everyone in the state government could hear it.

Guan Qiwen was also woken up and brought someone to the backyard.

The voice kept coming from the well, and it was indistinct, but just as the guard said, someone in the well was begging, begging the people outside to remove the big stone that was pressing on the mouth of the well.

Guan Qiwen was also very frightened, and ordered more boulders to be brought over to seal the mouth of the well even tighter.

In the days to come, every night, there would be shouts from the well.

The corpse-sewers in the Yangzhou Yamen did not dare to go down the well at all.

Besides, Guan Qiwen would not let them remove the boulder at the wellhead.

Guan Qiwen even invited Mr. Yin Yang to seal the entire backyard, and the walls were covered with talismans.

If so, as long as at night, no one in the prefectural office can sleep soundly when they hear the shouts from the well.

When he came to the backyard of the state office, Yang Jiu really wanted to laugh when he saw those talismans.

Randomly drawn talismans like this are used to cheat money.

This kind of talisman is fine for wiping your butt, but if you want to use it to suppress dead ghosts, you might as well put a handful of glutinous rice in your pocket for self-defense.

Whether it is a corpse or an evil spirit, they are all more active at night.

Therefore, if you want to find out, it is most appropriate to go down the well at noon.

The well was surrounded by huge boulders, piled up like a hill, very exaggerated.

"Master Yang, is this really going to be removed?" Guan Qiwen asked tremblingly.

Yang Jiu said: "Master Guan, if you don't move away, how can I go down the well?"

Guan Qiwen gritted his teeth, and with a wave of his hand, the Yacha began to get busy.

Every stone was removed, making everyone tremble with fear.

It always feels like as long as all the stones are removed, the zombies in the well will jump out and kill everyone.

Under Yang Jiu's command, the boulder that was initially pressed against the mouth of the well was also moved away by all the yamen.

Standing by the side of the well and looking inside, the well was swishing, and one could see a lot of water inside, reflecting the blue sky, and Yang Jiu who was looking down.

"Brother Jiu, don't go down." Gan Sisi grabbed Yang Jiu's arm and shook her head gently, with tears in her eyes.

Yang Jiu smiled and said: "The guy inside is also a poor man, I'll go and fish him up and let him go to the ground for peace."

Gan Sisi knew that Yang Jiu couldn't be persuaded, but Yang Jiu did such a dangerous thing, if one day...

Bah, bah, bah, don't think about it.

"Master Yang, do you really want to go down?" Guan Qiwen was horrified.

Although it is noon and the sun is very strong, the well is still a dark place.

Yang Jiu nodded, tied the rope around his waist, agreed on a secret sign, and quickly went down the well.

Only Gan Sisi stood by the well, looking inside nervously.

Guan Qiwen didn't even dare to approach the well.

Di Juyi also hid far away.

Yang Jiu's body quickly disappeared into the well water.

The light in the water was very dim, and Yang Jiu tried hard to find the body, but couldn't find the body.

He probed up, took a breath, and continued to enter the water.

The mud at the bottom of the well was very deep, so I dared not go deep.

Yang Jiu quickly groped in the mud with both hands.

When I couldn't hold it any longer, I had to go up again to take a breath.

But this time, just as he turned around, he suddenly felt a chill in his ankle.

Turning his head, he saw a hand covered in mud, tightly grasping Yang Jiu's ankle.

Yang Jiu tried her best to go up, but her body was dragged down by the hand, and her feet sank into the mud.

Yang Jiu pulled the rope three times, which was the agreed signal.

Gan Sisi grabbed the rope and shouted, "Quickly pull."

More than a dozen yamen servants exerted their strength at the same time, pulling Yang Jiu out of the water in an instant.

Yang Jiu took a deep breath, looked down, and saw that hand was still firmly grasping his ankle.

He bent down and locked the guy's wrist, urging the people above to pull quickly.

When the guy was pulled out of the well water, the dappled sunlight fell, and the guy immediately let go of Yang Jiu's ankle, and his body twisted violently.

"Sisi, ask Lord Guan to bring a big black cloth." Seeing that the corpse was afraid of the sun, Yang Jiu hurriedly shouted.

Yang Jiu lifted up his robe to help the corpse block the sunlight.

The corpse no longer twisted, but still wanted to get rid of Yang Jiu's control so that it could return to the well.

Yang Jiu said speechlessly: "Didn't you cry and ask someone to let you out? I'll take you up, why are you so cowardly?"

If the corpse could speak, it would definitely say that Lao Tzu wanted to come out at night, not at noon to die, even though Lao Tzu had been dead for decades.

After the black cloth was brought, Yang Jiu asked to continue to take it up.

The moment he dragged the corpse out of the well, Yang Jiu wrapped it in a black cloth and said, "Master Guan, please send him to a darker room."

"Master Yang, since this corpse is afraid of the sun, why not..." Guan Qiwen thought it would be good to let the sun bask in the corpse, it would be even better if it could kill the evil spirits.

Yang Jiudao: "He didn't do anything evil, it's against the law of heaven to burn his soul like this."

Guan Qiwen just said it casually and ordered people to carry the body away.

"Master Yang is really powerful. I have ordered people to prepare clean clothes and hot water. Master Yang can go take a bath and change clothes." Guan Qiwen was in a great mood.

Dispose of this corpse, and the state government will be quiet in the future.

Yang Jiu glanced at the well, and said, "Master Guan, I always feel that there is something at the bottom of the well, but this is not the way to fish it. It is best to dry the water, dig out the silt, and see if it can..."

"It's so troublesome..." Guan Qiwen frowned slightly.

Yang Jiu smiled and said: "If your lord finds it troublesome, just pretend I didn't say anything. Anyway, we will go back to Chang'an with Di Lao tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Guan Qiwen's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly ordered to follow Yang Jiu's instructions.

Look at his brain, the person who has lived in this state government for a long time, but he is Guan Qiwen.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, Yang Jiu came to the room where the corpse was stored.

The body was still wrapped in black cloth and no one touched it.

"Brother Jiu, is he... a zombie?" Gan Sisi followed behind Yang Jiu's buttocks, her voice trembling.

Yang Jiu said: "Like, but not like."

He tore off the black cloth, and saw that the corpse was covered in mud, so dirty it was shameless.

Yang Jiu fetched clean water to wash away the mud on the corpse.

This is a man in his early forties, wearing an officer's uniform, his body is white and swollen from the well water.

According to Guan Qiwen, the headhunter jumped into the well more than 30 years ago. After so long, the body has not decomposed, which shows that the problem is very serious.

The body lay motionless.

Yang Jiu asked several times, but didn't get a response, so it seems that he can only wait for the evening to come and have a look.

"Master Yang, go and have a look." A guard suddenly shouted from outside.

When I came to the backyard, I saw another eleven corpses were salvaged by the Yacha, all of them were female corpses.

Without exception, these female corpses were all without clothes. Even though their bodies were covered in mud, it could be seen that they were not very old.

All the bodies were intact, without the slightest wound.

Yang Jiu made a quick inspection and said, "They probably died of suffocation, and their bodies were thrown into this well after death."

These corpses don't need to be sewn up, they just need to be buried properly.

more than 30 years ago, many young girls must have disappeared in Yangzhou City.

Di Juyi asked Guan Qiwen to send someone to investigate the case files of the year, and tried his best to find the families of these female corpses.

After so many years, there is not much hope of finding it, but finding one counts as one.

The fact that the head-hunters committed suicide by throwing themselves into the well may have something to do with these female corpses.

After all the female bodies were washed, dressed and sent to the morgue.

"My lord, I found the dossier from that year." The master of the state government ran over with the dossier.

Guan Qiwen handed the dossier to Di Juyi.

This is the dossier requested by Di Juyi, which records the information of the previous magistrates of Yangzhou.

Eleven female corpses were thrown into the well in the backyard of the state government. It would be nonsense to say that the prefect at that time had no knowledge.

It's just that after so many years, the prefect at that time may have passed away.

After looking through it, Di Juyi quickly found it, frowned and said, "How could it be him?"

"Chang, Chang Lehou?" Guan Qiwen took a look, dumbfounded.

Feng Chunze, Marquis of Chang Le, is now an old man who has been rare since ancient times, and he is currently spending his days in Chang'an City.

Although he no longer held any position, Feng Chunze still had great influence in the court.

It can be said that Feng Chunze is one of the spiritual leaders of the conservatives.

It is really not easy for a literati to be a marquis. Feng Chunze was already a marquis when he was more than 50 years old, which shows his ability.

Several rebellions broke out in Yangzhou that year, but Feng Chunze suppressed them with thunderous force, which won the trust of the late emperor.

If the case was really related to Feng Chunze, Di Juyi felt that it was God saving Wei.

Only by implementing the New Deal can the country of Wei, which is in dire straits, be saved.

Yang Jiu did have an idea, but if he just said it, no one would agree.

He only needed to make a wound on one of the female corpses, and then he would sew it up himself, to know who killed the female corpse.

This may only be done secretly.

Now wait until it gets dark, so I can ask the head catcher.

"The head catcher who threw himself into the well was called Tan Shuangxi, but there is no detailed record in the file." The master interrupted at this moment.

Guan Qiwen sighed and ordered the well to be filled.

Then Guan Qiwen invited Di Juyi to the main hall, and asked in a low voice, "Old Di, if this case is really related to Chang Lehou, what should we do?"

"Investigate according to law." Di Juyi said.

Guan Qiwen was a little timid, thinking of going against Chang Lehou, no matter whether he succeeded or failed, his end would be miserable.

There are too many people who follow Chang Lehou. Even if the charges are confirmed and Chang Lehou's head falls, his followers will take revenge.

Di Juyi knew what Guan Qiwen was afraid of, and said with a light smile: "This matter is related to adults, so you can stay out of it."

"Xia, Xiaguan doesn't mean that at all, Xiaguan just..." Guan Qiwen faltered, his face turned red from being suppressed.

After dinner, Yang Jiu came to Tan Shuangxi's room just as it was getting dark.

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