My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 147 Transporting the Corpse Back to Chang'an
Tan Shuangxi was lying on the narrow bed, showing no signs of cheating.

Yang Jiu glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Tan Butou, if you are here, please show up and see."

Tan Shuangxi's soul did not appear either.

Looking at Tan Shuangxi's intact body, Yang Jiu sighed, cupped her fists and said, "If that's the case, then I'm offended."

First make an opening on Tan Shuangxi's body, and then sew the opening, and you can see Tan Shuangxi's life.

Tan Shuangxi must have been deeply involved in the case of those female corpses.

But Yang Jiu didn't believe that this guy committed suicide in fear of crime.

After being stunned and thrown into the well, you can still...

Just when he was about to start, Gan Sisi said outside the door: "What are you doing? You can't go in..."

Yang Jiu went to open the door and saw a young man in white who was stopped by Gan Sisi.

This young man has an elegant appearance, with a cloth bag on his waist, he looks a little funny.

Yang Jiu pulled Gan Sisi who was standing in front of her, and asked with a smile, "Are you Zuo?"

"My lord, the younger one is Guo Chun, the only official in the government office of Yangzhou." The young man replied respectfully.

Hearing this name, Yang Jiu inexplicably wanted to laugh.

I remember there was a joke about this name.

The surnames of the three men put together is "Guo", and after "Chun" is taken apart, there are three people...

"My lord, the younger one was ordered by the magistrate to come to assist you." Guo Chun clasped his fists again.

Yang Jiu stepped aside and said, "Okay, let's do the autopsy first."

Guo Chun was also polite, entered the house, took off the cloth bag, and took out various knives from it.

As a courier, you have to take your belongings for meals with you.

Without any hesitation, Guo Chun slit Tan Shuangxi's throat with one knife.

"It's very clean. It was thrown into the well after death." Guo Chun concluded.

Yang Jiu wanted to say that the throat needs to be cut open?

Pinch open Tan Shuangxi's mouth, the inside is very clean, which is enough to explain everything.

But Yang Jiu appreciated Guo Chun's knife very much, so he didn't have to do it himself.

Seeing that Guo Chun wanted to cut open Tan Shuangxi's stomach, Yang Jiu hurriedly stopped her and persuaded, "It's almost done, you cut it open, who will sew it up?"

Guo Chun wanted to say that you are a corpse stitcher, but he didn't have the guts to say that.

If the other corpse sewers are okay, but Yang Jiu is from Dongchang, and he is also the No. [-] corpse sewer in Dongchang. He lives in the sixth rank and enjoys the salary of a fourth rank official. Even the prefect Guan Qiwen has to deal with Yang Jiu. Be polite.

Guo Chun wanted to do another autopsy, but was kicked out by Yang Jiu.

"What, the cause of death hasn't been found yet..." Guo Chun muttered softly.

Gan Sisi closed the door and said: "Let you cut it, it is already very good, go home, wash and sleep."

Guo Chun wanted to refute, but when he saw Gan Sisi's face, he blushed and left in a hurry.

With Guo Chun's knife, Yang Jiu can sew up the corpse.

He took out a stick of incense and was about to light it when he saw Tan Shuangxi's body suddenly turned over and sat up.

Tan Shuangxi raised his hand to touch his throat, turned his head slowly, and stared blankly at Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu explained: "The purpose of cutting you is to find out the truth of the year, forgive me."

"You didn't cut it, why are you apologizing?" Tan Shuangxi didn't open his mouth, but his voice floated out of his mouth.

Yang Jiu walked over, examined it carefully, and asked with a frown, "Is your soul locked in the corpse?"

"It's very painful." Tan Shuangxi said.

Yang Jiu had never encountered such a situation.

With the ghost arresting talisman, he can catch ghosts, but he really doesn't know how to take out the soul locked in the corpse.

"Heart, cut my heart..." Tan Shuangxi spoke again.

Soul locks are usually locked in the heart, but Yang Jiu forgot about this.

Yang Jiu took out the snow-drinking knife and stabbed Tan Shuangxi into the heart, right in the heart.

A wisp of black smoke burst out immediately, and turned into Tan Shuangxi's appearance at the side.

Putting away the knife, Yang Jiu asked, "Are you all right?"

"Thank you, Lord Yang." Tan Shuangxi clasped his fists in salute.

Yang Jiu nodded slightly, and told Tan Shuangxi that he would sew up the corpse first, and then have a good chat.

Tan Shuangxi didn't bother, and stayed quietly by the side.

He wanted to come out all the time, but he couldn't get rid of the boulder that sealed the mouth of the well.

At this moment, Yang Jiu rescued him from his heart, but he didn't expect Yang Jiu to still see him.

It's time for those past events that have been buried for a long time to reappear in the world.

Yang Jiu quickly stitched up the two wounds.

After the "Book of Life and Death" appeared, it began to record Tan Shuangxi's life.

Tan Shuangxi was lonely since she was a child. Later, in order to survive, she ran to a bandit's cottage to be a slave.

In that cottage, Tan Shuangxi practiced a whole body of martial arts.

Later, the head of the family disbanded the cottage, and after Tan Shuangxi left, he got a job in the county government.

Tan Shuangxi's martial arts is strong, practical and capable, and won the trust of the county magistrate.

This county magistrate was none other than Chang Lehou Feng Chunze.

After Feng Chunze was promoted to the magistrate of Yangzhou, Tan Shuangxi also came to Yangzhou.

It was in Yangzhou that Feng Chunze's temperament suddenly changed, and he always asked the government officials to catch a young and beautiful girl with yellow flowers for him to enjoy.

After Tan Shuangxi learned about it, she ran to question Feng Chunze, but was persuaded by Feng Chunze.

In the following days, Tan Shuangxi knew that the missing girls in the city were all in the state government, but he could do nothing, and his conscience was greatly condemned.

After Feng Chunze raped those girls, he naturally wouldn't let the girls leave alive.

The girls who were killed were secretly buried in mass graves at the beginning.

Later, Feng Chunze simply carried the body and threw it into the well in the backyard of the state office.

Once, when Tan Shuangxi passed Feng Chunze's room, he heard a girl's moaning in the room.

He couldn't hold it back, he leaned closer and pierced the paper on the window, looked inside, clenched his fists, and almost rushed in without holding back.

The girl whose innocence had just been taken away by Feng Chunze was tied naked to the couch. Feng Chunze wetted the paper in the water basin and gently covered the girl's face.

Layer after layer, until the girl stopped struggling, Feng Chunze stood up and laughed wildly.

Feng Chunze quickly came out with the corpse on his back, ready to throw it in the well.

"My lord, stop it." Tan Shuangxi appeared by the well and persuaded him sadly.

When Feng Chunze was still a small county magistrate, he was definitely a good official who made decisions for the people.

Who would have thought that Feng Chunze would turn into a man-eating demon as the official became bigger and bigger.

"Shuangxi, don't meddle in my business." Feng Chunze didn't let Tan Shuangxi go and grab the girl for him, which was considered the greatest favor to Tan Shuangxi.

Suddenly, Tan Shuangxi's brain twitched, and she rushed forward, strangled Feng Chunze's neck with both hands, and wanted to throw Feng Chunze into the well.

Feng Chunze is just a literati and has never practiced martial arts, so he is naturally not Tan Shuangxi's opponent.

His face was flushed red, and his eyeballs began to roll white.

Tan Shuangxi suddenly regained consciousness, hurriedly let go, and knelt down to plead guilty.

"This is not an example." Feng Chunze coughed while talking, clutching his throat, and left in a hurry.

Tan Shuangxi lay limp on the ground, he knew that he couldn't stay in this prefectural office any longer.

The next day, he went to ask Feng Chunze to resign.

Feng Chunze pretended to persuade Tan Shuangxi to stay, seeing that Tan Shuangxi had made up his mind to go, so he brought wine, saying it was a farewell wine.

Feng Chunze was kind to Tan Shuangxi, even if it was poison, Tan Shuangxi had to drink it.

After drinking a bowl of wine, Tan Shuangxi quickly lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself tied to a narrow bed with a basin of water and a thick stack of paper beside him.

"My lord, stop it." Tan Shuangxi persuaded again.

Feng Chunze came from the side and sighed: "Shuangxi, I treat you like a brother, but you abandon me like a shoe..."

Tan Shuangxi stopped talking.

Feng Chunze didn't bother to talk nonsense, and put the wet paper on Tan Shuangxi's face layer by layer.

At the beginning, Tan Shuangxi could still lick the torn paper with his tongue, but as the paper on his face became thicker and thicker, he was in excruciating pain, his body trembled, and eventually lost his life.

[Sewing one hundred and three corpses, the host will be rewarded with reasoning skills. 】

Tan Shuangxi, as the head arrester of the Yangzhou government, has excellent handling ability.

But with this reasoning technique, Yang Jiuruo's ability to be a headhunter is definitely far superior to Tan Shuangxi's.

However, Yang Jiu did not take this reasoning pill.

He doesn't want too many abilities, such as this reasoning technique, if it is given to an honest and capable person, it will make the best use of it.

Looking at Tan Shuangxi, Yang Jiu asked with a smile: "Tan Butou, if you were given another chance now, would you kill Feng Chunze, or continue to choose to be killed by Feng Chunze?"

Tan Shuangxi shook her head.

Yang Jiu sighed: "Back then you let Feng Chunze go, how many innocent people died under Feng Chunze's hands in the next few decades, I believe Tan Butou's heart..."

"Is... is he still alive?" Tan Shuangxi raised his head abruptly.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "Alive, and a very good life, how can Chang Lehou be alright?"

Tan Shuangxi couldn't be happier when he learned that Feng Chunze had been sealed as a marquis.

As Yang Jiu said, because of his weakness back then, countless innocent people died tragically, which is really a heinous crime.

"Tan Butou, now Feng Chunze is a representative of the conservative faction, trying his best to prevent Mr. Di Ge from implementing the New Deal. The people of the world are living in dire straits, and only the New Deal can bring them hope..." Yang Jiu wanted to persuade Tan Shuangxi to testify against Feng Chunze.

After all, Feng Chunze is Lord Hou, and if he wants to overthrow him, he must have real evidence.

Tan Shuangxi thought for a while, then cupped his fists and said, "Master Yang, I am willing to do the work of a dog and a horse."

What to do, Tan Shuangxi decided to listen to Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "You can rest on the body."

Walking out of the house, what she saw was Gan Sisi's worried face.

Back in the main hall, Di Juyi was still reading the files.

"Old Di, when we return to Chang'an tomorrow, we will take Tan Butou with us." Yang Jiu said bluntly.

Di Juyi was slightly stunned, and asked in puzzlement, "What are you doing with Tan Butou's body?"

"Testify Chang Lehou." Yang Jiu smiled.

Di Juyi shook his head, feeling that Yang Jiu's idea was too bizarre.

If you want to bring down Chang Lehou, you still have to find real evidence.

"Feng Chunze asked people to sort out this file, will there be any evidence in it?" Gan Sisi's words made Di Juyi's face flush, and he almost choked to death from coughing.

Things have passed more than 30 years, and even if there were any evidence left back then, it has been washed away by the years.

The reason why Di Juyi flipped through the files was because he was too anxious to numb himself.

Yang Jiu never thought of persuading Di Juyi, so he immediately went to Guan Qiwen for help.

It takes more than a month to travel from Yangzhou to Chang'an. The weather is so hot now that embalming Tan Shuangxi's body is the most difficult thing to transport.

When setting off the next day, Guan Qiwen was very generous and put some ice cubes left in the ice cellar into the coffin.

When the ice cubes melted completely, Yang Jiu had to look for ice cubes again to ensure that Tan Shuangxi's body would not rot.

Yang Jiu spent a lot of money to buy ice along the way.

Di Juyi dismissed Yang Jiu's behavior.

What he was thinking in his heart was that when he arrived in Chang'an City, how should he have the cheek to meet the court officials and the people of Chang'an?
"Master Yang, I've made you spend money." During the break, Yang Jiu bought ice cubes from a wealthy family in the city.

Tan Shuangxi felt sorry for seeing it.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "Money is spent, I've always been curious, who locked your soul into your heart?"

Feng Chunze obviously didn't have the ability.

"A person holding a strange flag." Tan Shuangxi replied.

Yang Jiu inexplicably thought of sending the mourner, and then shook his head, it is impossible for the mourner to be everywhere.

A few days later, the group approached Chang'an City.

Passing through the canyon in front is eight hundred miles to Qinchuan. At that time, the official road is flat and wide, and the speed of the carriage can be increased.

Yang Jiu rode in the front and stopped suddenly with a wave.

Gan Sisi caught up and asked, "Ninth Brother, what's the matter?"

They had just rested, and it was impossible to stop and rest again.

"It's not right." Yang Jiu said.

Gan Sisi's right hand slammed down on the hilt of the sword, and said in a low voice, "Murderous."

Di Juyi poked his head out of the carriage and said with a smile, "It seems that some people don't want this old man to return to Chang'an alive."

Di Juyi's return to Chang'an was like a doomsday for conservative officials.

This journey went so smoothly, Yang Jiu felt incredible.

Di Juyi only had a few servants who knew martial arts, and if he really encountered bandits, he would definitely be unable to resist.

Those who wanted to kill Di Juyi couldn't send cronies to do it, they would just spend more money and invite bandits.

For the sake of money, those bandits don't care if you are old Di Ge or Wu Shengren, they will kill you.

Yang Jiu said in a low voice: "Sisi, protect Old Man Di well."

The bandit's ambush circle was still ahead, and Yang Jiu noticed it in time, so he couldn't go in.

I believe that behind them, there are also bandits who are responsible for blocking the back road.

After Yang Jiu finished speaking, he swung his whip and galloped forward.

Gan Sisi got off the horse, came to the side of the carriage, and was on guard.

"Kill..." A shout of killing quickly came from the front.

Di Juyi was worried, and said: "Miss Gan, should we help Lord Yang?"

"Brother Jiu asked us to stay here." Gan Sisi believed in Yang Jiu's ability, no matter how worried she was, she didn't want to run to make trouble for Yang Jiu.

"Brothers, go." A voice suddenly came from behind.

There were more than a dozen bandits, armed with big knives and covered with black scarves, rushing forward shouting.

Gan Sisi drew out her peach blossom sword and rushed towards the bandits.

Di Juyi's servant stood beside the carriage with a dignified expression.

Clang clang.

Gan Sisi flew over, and the Peach Blossom Sword appeared like peach blossoms dancing in the air, with one sword swinging several big knives.

These gangsters' kung fu skills are very good, but their coordination is chaotic, they only know how to wave their swords and greet Gan Sisi blindly.

Gan Sisi fought and retreated, cutting the throat of a gangster with a sword from time to time.

When she got back to the carriage, there were only five gangsters left in front of her.

Those servants immediately came over to help, and within a few breaths, the five people were dealt with.

"Protect Mr. Di well, I'll help..." Gan Sisi just got on his horse when he saw Yang Jiu turn around on his horse.

Running to the front, Yang Jiu said with a smile: "The roadblocks are cleared, let's continue on the road."

When they got to the front, they could only see dead bodies on the side of the road and in the forest on both sides.

All the corpses were bleeding from the corners of their mouths, but there were no obvious injuries on their bodies, which was very strange.

In order not to burden the seamstresses, Yang Jiu only chopped the hearts of these bandits into pieces with the energy of a knife.

The heart is still in the chest, there is no need to sew up the body.

Seeing that Yang Jiu alone had eliminated so many enemies in an instant, Di Juyi felt inconceivable.

It's such a pity to stay in Dongchang as a corpse maker with such ability.

Passing through the canyon and entering Pingchuan, the carriage ran extremely fast.

Yang Jiu spread the news early and asked the officers and soldiers to go to the canyon to clean up the corpses.

Returning to Chang'an City again, Di Juyi lifted a corner of the car curtain, looked at the familiar scene, tears in his old eyes.

Yang Jiu asked Gan Sisi to send Tan Shuangxi's body to Dongchang, and temporarily borrowed a cold jade coffin for storage, while he himself followed Di Juyi into the palace.

Wu Sanyue summoned Di Juyi in the garden outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Di Juyi knelt on the ground and called himself a "grassman".

Wu Sanyue quickly helped him up, and said with a smile, "Di Qing, it's good to be back."

Wu Sanyue restored Di Juyi's position as prime minister on the spot, and gave Shang Fang a sword, which can kill rebellious officials and thieves.

After chatting with each other for a while, Wu Sanyue ordered someone to call Yang Jiu in.

This time she did not misunderstand the person, Yang Jiu went out and invited Di Juyi back so quickly.

With Di Juyi around, Wu Sanyue's heart is at ease.

"Yang Jiu, what reward do you want?" This time Yang Jiu has made great achievements, so Wu Sanyue naturally has to reward him well.

Yang Jiudao: "The sage will just watch and reward."

Di Juyi frowned immediately, Yang Jiu dared to talk to the saint like this, isn't he afraid of the saint...

Unexpectedly, Wu Sanyue didn't get angry at all, instead she smiled and said: "Then I will give you a reward after I have made up my mind. Let's step back."

"Saint, Lord Yang can't leave yet." Di Juyi stood up, and slowly told Chang Lehou Feng Chunze's crimes.

After hearing this, Wu Sanyue turned and looked into the distance.

Feng Chunze was a marquis conferred by the former emperor, and now he is at home long ago, so if he is moved at this time, it will only prove his reputation.

"Saint, Feng Chunze is the leader of the group of conservative veterans. If we don't get rid of them, the new policy may..." Di Juyi was a little anxious.

Wu Sanyue turned around and asked, "Di Qing, do you have evidence?"

If you want to move Chang Lehou, you have to come up with real evidence.

If Feng Chunze is really a villain who has done all kinds of bad things, killing him will definitely win the hearts of the people, just like killing a martial artist.

but if……

Wu Sanyue thought to herself that she even killed her own brother, why couldn't Feng Chunze kill him?

The root cause of the difficulty in implementing the New Deal is actually the obstruction of this group of conservative veterans.

Since Feng Chunze is taking care of himself at home, he should take good care of it. It is already a capital offense to meddle in government affairs in the dark.

"This case has been more than 30 years, and I want to find evidence..." Di Juyi said truthfully.

But Yang Jiu said at this moment: "As long as Chang Lehou admits it himself."

"Let Feng Chunze admit it himself?" Wu Sanyue was very interested.

Yang Jiudao: "The sage can urgently call Marquis Chang Le into the palace tonight, when the time comes, I will have a way to make him confess."

"Okay." Wu Sanyue readily agreed.

After leaving Chang'an for several months, Di Juyi felt that the saint had changed a lot when he came back again.

If it were a former saint, Yang Jiu's head would have been beheaded for such nonsense.

This change of the saint is undoubtedly a good thing.

Di Juyi was very pleased.

After leaving the palace, Yang Jiu went straight back to the corpse sewing shop to catch up on sleep first.

After waking up, I went to a hot pot restaurant to have dinner. Seeing that it was almost time, I took Tan Shuangxi's body into the palace.

Wu Sanyue authorized Tan Shuangxi's body to be placed in an empty room.

There is still a partition in this room. When the time comes, Wu Sanyue, Di Juyi and other ministers will hide behind and watch the show quietly.

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