My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 180 Luxurious Horse Carriage

The boy was still lying in the coffin, unmoved.

A lot of black poisonous gas disperses, but the maggots in the stomach have not decreased at all.

Yang Jiu picked up the spoon and touched it again.

Sure enough, another black air came out.

Only this time, the black air was very thin, and Yang Jiu sent all the black air outside the door with a wave of his palm.

Next, Yang Jiu used some force to dig out a spoon full of maggots.

If black air appears, send it away with palm force.

Under the table next to it, there is a wooden barrel that can be used to hold these maggots.

When almost all the maggots were cleaned up, it turned out to be a full bucket.

Yang Jiu carried the wooden bucket outside, then closed the door, and poured water to wash his hands.

As expected, the boy's abdominal cavity was empty, and it was unknown whether he had been plucked out by someone or eaten by these maggots.

Judging from the degree of decay of the boy's body, it stands to reason that there shouldn't be so many maggots, I'm afraid someone deliberately did it.

Yang Jiu used ghost paper to make up for what the boy was missing, and then lit incense and began to sew the corpse.

The sewing process is very fast.

The "Book of Life and Death" appeared immediately, and began to record the boy's life.

The boy's name was Song Jiajia, and his father died right after he was born.

His family was supposed to be very wealthy, but because of this, he was regarded as an ominous person, and he was kicked out of the house together with his mother.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, holding an infant in her arms, was kicked out of the house in the middle of the night, how desperate she must be.

However, the mother of the Song family was very strong, she did not go back to her natal family, because in her situation, even if she went back, she would only be severely humiliated.

She wanted to do odd jobs with her own hands to support their mother and child.

Bringing a baby to work and knowing no one wants to hire them.

But she didn't give up, she searched one by one, and believed that there would always be someone willing to hire her.

Unexpectedly, the last opportunity she found was to sleep with an old man who was more than 60.

As long as she is willing, she can get thirty copper coins.

Thirty Wen is enough for their mother and child to eat for many days.

Without thinking too much, she agreed directly.

She had just given birth, so she couldn't do anything, but the old man couldn't do it himself, he just tortured her severely.

In the following days, her body slowly recovered, and in order to raise her eldest son, she could only sell her body.

Seeing her son grow up day by day, no matter how much he suffers, she still feels sweet in her heart.

Every time she was humiliated, she came back with tears, and when she saw her son's smile, she laughed too.

Time flies, and the Song family soon grew to be seven years old.

At the age of seven, he is already able to understand some things about adults.

When the Song family asked her to stop serving those men, the mother of the Song family completely collapsed.

Unexpectedly, the Song family already understood this, but apart from her body, what other skills does she have?
The Song family was only seven years old, and they couldn't afford to earn a living.

She promised that she would still visit those old men regularly and earn food money from them.

This day, as usual, she earned sixty Wen, but when she returned home, she didn't see the Song family's house.

The Song family hid very well. Seeing his mother running out to find him, he entered the house, grabbed the roast chicken that his mother bought, and ate it with great relish.

"Is the roast chicken delicious?" A tall man suddenly walked into the room.

The Song family was taken aback, and asked in fear, "You, who are you?"

"I'm your father..." The man said and slapped him, but the Song family didn't dodge. His face was covered in blood and he passed out.

The man grabbed the remaining half of the chicken, carried the Song family's family and left.

When I came to a deserted house in the city, there was a sallow and thin little girl lying in the dilapidated house.

The little girl's lips were cracked and her breathing was weak.

"Baby, if you hold on, Daddy has found the medicine." The man put the Song family's house on the ground, and sat beside him, gnawing on the half chicken.

After he was full, he took out a short knife and slowly cut open the Song family's stomach.

The Song family woke up from the pain, crying loudly.

The man punched him in the face several times, knocking the Song family unconscious again.

"Dad, what, what's the sound..." The sleeping little girl was woken up, opened her eyes slightly, and couldn't move her head.

The man smiled and said, "It's medicine..."

The little girl let out a "hmm" and quickly fell asleep again.

Then the man poured a bottle full of green worms into the wound, sewed up the Song family's stomach with a needle and thread, turned around and said to the sleeping little girl, "Baby, three days, just three days, your illness will be cured." gone."

The Song family woke up several times during the period, but because of their extreme weakness, they couldn't move at all. They didn't maintain consciousness for a long time, and quickly fell into a coma.

On the second day, his stomach was bursting, and a large number of maggots crawled out.

The man was very excited when he saw it, and said repeatedly: "It's done, it's done, baby, look, it's done..."

He took a stone mortar, grabbed a handful of maggots and put them in, smashed them into a pulp after a few strokes, then continued to grab maggots in, and kept pounding...

Finally, he came to the little girl with a stone mortar, squeezed her mouth open, stuffed the smashed maggots into her mouth, and said in his mouth: "Baby, take the medicine, and the disease will be cured. I will take you to see the sea..."

"Father, it stinks..." The little girl's eyes were tightly closed, her lips moved slightly, and she made a barely audible sound.

But the man didn't care, he just wanted the little girl to eat more, the more she ate, the faster she would recover.

Unexpectedly, the little girl suddenly rolled her eyes, foamed at the mouth, and twitched all over before taking a few bites.

The man was terrified and panicked.

Song Jiajia was sober at this moment, turned his head to look in his eyes, grinned and said: "I have a companion on the road to Huangquan."

The man wanted to come over to clean up the Song family's house, but saw the little girl suddenly stopped moving, breathed out, and died.

"My baby, my baby..." The man hugged the little girl's body, crying like rain.

The Song family also closed their eyes at this moment.

Once a person is desperate, he can really do anything.

That man had no doubt listened to the charlatan's words, so he used this method to treat his daughter's illness, but in the end, the daughter died faster.

It's just that the Song family became innocent victims for no reason, it's really pitiful.

Yang Jiu looked around, but did not see the soul of the Song family.

It was only five points of merit, but there was no chance to earn merit.

Yang Jiu gently closed the coffin lid, as if afraid of waking up the Song family.

[Stitch 130 five corpses, and reward the host with detoxification pills. 】

When I came outside, it was already late at night, and I had to go on the road tomorrow, and I needed to sleep for a while.

The next day.

Yang Jiu got up a bit late, after washing, when she opened the door, she saw Jueqing and others waiting outside.

Yang Jiu felt quite embarrassed, rubbed the back of her head and asked with a smile, "You guys are so early?"

"Master Yang is too late." Feng Bao said coldly.

If it weren't for this being the territory of Dongchang, he would have smashed the door long ago.

Gan Sisi then came out, locked the door, and stood beside Yang Jiu.

When Feng Bao saw her, he lowered his head inexplicably, but he was thinking in his heart, what kind of bastard Yang Jiu did he burn to marry such a beauty like a fairy.

Yang Jiu greeted Rueqing and Lengxue, looked at a handsome young man standing not far away, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Master Gongsun."

"Master Yang." That person returned the salute, it was Gongsun Qing from Jin Yiwei Qianhu.

Su Qingcang, the commander of Jinyiwei, respected Yang Jiu very much, and Gongsun Qing dared not be rude.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Since everyone is here, let's go."

Although it was not clearly stated who was the boss among these five people, before the rest of them set off, their respective immediate superiors clearly told them to listen to Dongchang.

Dongchang only sent one Yangjiu, so of course it was Yangjiu.

Among the other four, perhaps only Feng Bao was not convinced.

"Master Yang is planning to bring his family?" Seeing that Gan Sisi was also carrying a burden, Feng Bao teased coldly.

Yang Jiu asked with a smile, "Can't you?"

Feng Bao snorted coldly.

At this moment, Xiao Xuanzi drove over in a large and luxurious carriage.

The carriage was empty.

"Lord Yang, the governor prepared this carriage for his wife." Xiao Xuanzi said with a smile.

Yang Jiu clasped her fists and said, "Thank you, Governor, for your kindness."

This carriage is the surprise that Wei Zhongxian said?

This old fellow had expected that Gan Sisi would follow?
"Ma'am, get in the car." Yang Jiu immediately reached out to Gan Sisi.

Gan Sisi supported Yang Jiu's hand and got into the carriage gently.

The interior of the carriage is luxuriously decorated, the cushions are soft and large, and it is super comfortable to sit on.

And when the cushions are raised and laid flat, the entire carriage will become a big bed, enough to sleep four people.

After a brief research, Gan Sisi realized that this carriage must be very expensive.

Yang Jiu jumped into the carriage, took the reins of the horse, took the whip from Xiao Xuanzi's hand, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

"Master Yang, what, it's exposed to the wind and the sun, anyway, the carriage is so big, can you let me..." Leng Xue also wanted to sit in such a luxurious carriage.

Yang Jiudao: "Master Jueqing, please."

Rueqing was slightly taken aback, but chose to take the carriage, as Leng Xue said, no woman can stand the wind and the sun.

Going to Wanjian Mountain Villa is a long way, and if you ride a horse, your buttocks will be burnt until it smokes.

"Lord Yang, the Governor has prepared a coachman..." Xiao Xuanzi said when he saw that Yang Jiu was going to drive the coach himself.

Yang Jiu waved his hand and said, "No need." As he spoke, he swiped the whip, and it hit the horse's buttocks, and the horse hoofed forward.

Cold-blooded and speechless, he could only get on his horse and follow closely.

Feng Bao and Gongsun Qing rode at the end.

After leaving Chang'an City, the speed of the carriage also increased.

"Master Yang, I'll go first." Feng Bao overtook the carriage and quickly left.

No matter how fast a carriage runs, it is definitely not as fast as a single horse.

Seeing Feng Bao's behavior, Yang Jiu slowed down instead, and didn't say when he would arrive at Wanjian Villa. It would be okay to be late for three or five days.

"Ma'am..." In the carriage, Jueqing and Gan Sisi were a little embarrassed, because they were not familiar with each other.

Gan Sisi laughed and said, "Master Jueqing, call me Sisi, Madam sounds weird."

"Okay, then you can call me Jueqing, this lord sounds even weirder." Jueqing said.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and after a short silence, they started talking nonsense again.

Once a woman's chatterbox is opened, it is difficult to close it.

Hearing that Gan Sisi wanted to tell the number of times they had intercourse, Yang Jiu hurriedly coughed again and again as a reminder.

When it was almost noon, I happened to come to a small town.

Yang Jiu parked the carriage in front of a restaurant and said, "Let's have a quick fight here first."

A person who can sit in such a luxurious carriage must have a noble status.

The owner of the restaurant came out to greet him personally, and asked the man to drive the carriage to the backyard so that the horse could be fed.

The five of them came to the private room upstairs, and Yang Jiu ordered a lot of food.

"Lord Yang, although the imperial court will reimburse our expenses, it is so extravagant, I'm afraid..." Ruanqing is also for Yang Jiu's good, if the expenditure is too much, the imperial court will not reimburse us, it will be miserable.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I will treat you to this meal."

"Unfeeling, Mr. Renyang is a big boss, he makes a lot of money every day, and still cares about the food?" Leng Xue rubbed his palms, ready to feast.

Gongsun Qing sat on one side with an elegant posture, looking sideways outside.

The food was served quickly, and it can be said to be delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

"This is the 30-year-old Naughty Red from the store. Please use it slowly." The owner of the restaurant personally delivered a jug of wine.

The so-called collection of 30 years must be more bragging.

But this wine is really good wine, and it doesn't matter if you blow it.

While several people were eating and drinking, Feng Bao was sitting alone at the roadside stall in front of him, eating wontons.

He just ran in front of the carriage just out of anger, he would not be so stupid as to rush directly to Wanjian Villa.

This time when Shi Xiongxiong decided to send Feng Bao to the Wanjian Villa to investigate the case, Feng Bao's heart was chilled.

Who in the imperial court did not know that Wanjian Villa hated the imperial court the most. As an official of the imperial court, when entering Wanjian Villa, basically there was no exit.

A few nights after eating wontons, Feng Bao burped and led the horse back. No matter how slow the carriage was, it should be here by now, right?

Not far away, he saw Yang Jiu and the others coming out of the restaurant, all of them flushed, obviously after drinking.

The restaurant clerk drove the carriage over, and the restaurant owner came out with a smile to see him off, and Feng Bao was very angry when he saw it.

"Lord Yang, this is an urgent matter, yet you ran to a restaurant to eat and drink..." Feng Bao felt aggrieved when he thought that he had only eaten wontons for a few nights.

Yang Jiu said teasingly: "Master Feng rode a fast horse first, why are you still strolling here?"

"You..." Feng Bao was speechless.

He absolutely did not dare to criticize the carriage that Yang Jiu was riding in. Who told him that the carriage was prepared by Wei Zhongxian for Gan Sisi.

Yang Jiu let Gan Sisi and Jueqing get on the carriage first, while he continued to drive.

Qi to Qi, after all, we still have to go together.

This time Feng Bao learned his lesson and rode behind Gongsun Qing, so that next time there is a big meal, he will definitely not miss it.

At night, they failed to get to the place where there were houses, so they had to sleep in the wild.

At this time, the advantages of the big carriage are reflected.

Gan Sisi turned up the cushion early and flattened it, turning the inside of the carriage into a big bed.

Unfeelingly wants to sleep outside, leaving the carriage to Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi.

Gan Sisi pulled her back and said with a smile: "Unfeeling, only three people sleep, it's very spacious."

When falling asleep, Jueqing and Yang Jiu slept on both sides, with Gan Sisi in between.

Leng Xue leaned against a big tree not far away, looking at the carriage, full of envy.

Even though he knew that the three people in the carriage were just sleeping and could never do anything, he envied Yang Jiu very much.

This was the case for the next few days, but whenever they wanted to sleep in the wild, the three of them would sleep in the carriage.

For Leng Xue and the others, it would be fine if it didn't rain. If they were unlucky, it would rain and they would get wet in the autumn night, and the cold wind was like a knife, making them miserable.

Fortunately, Wanjian Villa is located in the south of the Yangtze River. The further south you go, the warmer the weather will be.

"Cross the mountain in front and you will enter Qingzhou." Rueqing opened the curtain and looked ahead, said softly.

Gan Sisi asked with a smile, "Are we getting there?"

Wanjian Villa is located in Qingzhou.

But this is only at the border of Qingzhou, and it will take at least two days to reach Wanjian Villa.

After turning over the mountain, I saw many refugees walking north.

Qingzhou suffered severe drought year after year, and almost no crops were harvested. The people relied on the government's disaster relief food to survive.

After those corrupt officials withheld money layer by layer, very little food was actually delivered to the people.

Di Juyi had implemented the New Deal for more than half a year, and it had achieved remarkable results, but in Qingzhou, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, nothing has changed for the time being.

Stopped a commoner to ask, the commoner dared to say that all the relief food was sent to Wanjian Villa by the official for the sake of money.

Wanjian Mountain Villa raises countless scum of the rivers and lakes, and the demand for food is very large.

Yang Jiu drove the carriage forward slowly, and asked in a low voice, "Who is the prefect of Qingzhou?"

"Wu Youwen, a distant relative of the saint." Ruthlessly opened the curtain of the car and said.

Wu Youwen and Wu Sanyue had a little relationship, so they became an official.

Wu Sanyue might not have remembered that she still had such a distant relative.

In fact, when Wu Sanyue was in favor, many people changed their names and surnames, and tried their best to get married with Wu Sanyue in order to get a job.

No matter who comes to Qingzhou to be an official, if they want to gain a foothold here, they must first establish a good relationship with Wanjian Villa.

Wu Youwen gave all the relief food to Wanjian Villa, and then don't expect the state government to save lives.

The further you go, the more refugees you encounter.

Near the evening, a small county town finally appeared in front of us.

Entering the city, everything is desolate.

Trash rolls on the street, and there are few pedestrians.

Almost all the shops on both sides are closed, and occasionally open, and there is no business.

The whole city is gloomy and dead, without any human spirit.

Everyone walked through the long street, trying to find a place to eat and stay.

Finally, they decided to go to the county government to have a look.

The red lantern at the gate of the county government office was on, and two servants of the government office were sitting lazily at the door, each carrying a wine jar, talking nasty words.

"Where's the county magistrate?" Leng Xue stepped forward and asked.

The two servants got up slowly, and one of them stared and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Cold-blooded raised his hand and showed the token.

"It turned out to be the cold-blooded lord of the six doors, please forgive me for being disrespectful and disrespectful." The servant immediately changed his face and apologized respectfully.

Cold-blooded asked again: "Where is the county magistrate?"

"Your Excellency has already left." Another servant said.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, the county magistrate ran away?
"Our place is poor, and the drought is the worst. The people can't pay taxes, and can't get relief food. Those who can run away, and the rest are those who can't run. They can only stay and wait for death. "One yamen was talking, while the other was wiping away tears.

Feng Bao said: "Let's live in the county government office tonight."

The crowd had no objection.

Feng Bao led the horse into the county government first.

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