My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

The innkeeper faltered, but still told the truth.

The county government office in Zishui County is very run-down, and somehow the place is perfect for cockroaches.

No amount of medicine can stop cockroaches from crawling up your face in the middle of the night.

Even if there is a maid waiting by the side all night, it is inevitable that there will be times of dozing off.

The fake county magistrate killed many maids for this, because the Naxi maids failed to take good care of him and let cockroaches climb onto his bed.

According to the fake county magistrate, he is busy with all kinds of affairs, and if he can't even sleep well at night, how can he serve the people of Zishui County?
Strange to say, there is an old mansion in Zishui County, although the mansion is not big, it is very clean.

The weirdest thing was that there were no cockroaches in the Chen residence.

The fake county magistrate naturally occupied Chen's house.

Moreover, even the wives and concubines of Master Chen's family were taken over by the fake county magistrate.

As for Mr. Chen, he was beheaded after being charged with random charges by the false county magistrate. Now his body may have turned into bones.

After listening to the innkeeper's words, Yang Jiu and the others felt their scalps go numb.

Now the imperial court has established a patrol system.

The special envoys sent by the imperial court inspected the microservices all over the country and indeed found many problems.

After these problems are reflected in Chang'an, they will be resolved soon.

Even so, there are still many places like Zishui County where people are still living in dire straits.

Only when the imperial court becomes more honest and diligent, can it completely prevent similar incidents from happening again.

When I came to Chen's house, I found that the guards of Chen's house were extremely strict.

In addition, there are still many officials coming in and out, and it seems that this is the county government.

Yang Jiu made it clear that he wanted to visit the county magistrate.

The guards guarding the gate all smiled after hearing this, who can see the county magistrate if he wants to?
"Please inform me that the special envoy from Chang'an is here to see you." Yang Jiu smiled.

The officer said: "Not to mention the special envoys from Chang'an, even the saints from Chang'an, if they want to see our lord, they have to queue up."

"I don't know when we are going to line up?" He asked with a frown.

Another guard laughed and said, "Let's think about it, we'll probably have to wait until next year."

The Chinese New Year has just passed, and if we wait until next year, we will have to wait a full year.

Gan Sisi said: "It's faster to rush in."

When the two guards heard this, they immediately pulled out their sabers and prepared to strike.

As soon as Yang Jiu raised his hand, the two flew out backwards, slammed into the door, and fell to the ground dead.

"Sanggong, are you going to strike too hard?" Ruanqing asked in a low voice.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "They are all members of the organization. Even if they are officials, they usually bully the people and even kill them."

To deal with such villains, one cannot be merciful, one must use methods a hundred times more brutal than them to scare them.

Someone broke into Chen's house, and the officials who stayed inside rushed over.

Seeing that the two guards guarding the gate had died of anger, those people didn't say anything, they just drew their knives and slashed.

Jueqing and Gan Sisi also showed their weapons at the same time, killing those officials.

They actually didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts, and when they saw Yang Jiu's killing spree, they no longer restrained themselves.

These servants who follow the fake county magistrate, fish and meat common people, all deserve to die.

The fake county magistrate was not flustered at all when he learned that a master of the rivers and lakes had come in, and ordered people to prepare a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry.

The people in the Jianghu came here just to ask for money, as long as they gave enough money, they would leave happily, and they were even willing to stay and use it for him.

In this world, as long as you have money, you can run wild.

The fake county magistrate only understood this truth after he became rich.

No one came to kill any more, but someone came to invite him politely.

When seeing the fake county magistrate, Yang Jiu wanted to slap him to death.

"You, you are..." The false county magistrate was shocked when he saw Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "It seems you know me."

The fake county magistrate is a member of the organization, and now Yang Jiu is very important to the organization, so all members of the organization who are performing tasks outside have seen Yang Jiu's portrait.

This is the request made by their superiors. They must imprint Yang Jiu's appearance in their minds. They may not know their parents, but they must not know Yang Jiu.

"Master Jiu, why did you come here?" Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the fake county magistrate.

He knew that although Yang Jiu was a member of the organization, he was also a member of the court, and he was about to sit on the dragon chair.

What he did in Zishui County was actually carried out without telling the organization. If it was exposed, his family would be destroyed.

Yang Jiu asked: "Your evil deeds in Zishui County were ordered by the organization?"

"No..." The fake county magistrate hastily shook his head.

Yang Jiu frowned: "No?"

"Yes..." The fake county magistrate shook his head again.

Whether it is true or not, there is no escaping the guilt.

The fake county magistrate's mind turned quickly, and the only way to survive this calamity was to kill Yang Jiu.

It's just that Yang Jiu was able to kill here, which shows that his martial arts are as high as the rumors.

Although he has many people under his command, but if he wants to defeat Yang Jiu and the other three, it is probably hopeless.

Besides, if Yang Jiu wanted to escape, who would be able to stop his subordinates?

The fake county magistrate thought a lot, but was still at a loss.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "You don't have to tell the truth. After I cut off your head, ask your corpse. The corpse will not lie."

There are rumors in the world that Master Yang Jiu knows everything by sewing corpses, is it true?

"Jiuye has a question, but I don't dare to speak half a word." The fake county magistrate thought that now he had to fight it out.

Yang Jiu nodded, and asked, "Why does the organization want you to replace the court officials?"

"The organization has never done this before, it's all small..." The fake county magistrate's voice became deeper and deeper.

Yang Jiu frowned and said, "Then why do you kill people and bury the corpses in the mortuary without sewing them up?"

Did you even know about this?
The fake county magistrate's face was very ugly, and his body was trembling violently.

Naturally, this matter has nothing to do with the organization, it is all his own behavior.

Doing this is naturally for practicing.

The organization does not prohibit members from practicing evil exercises.

After all, as the strength of the members becomes stronger, the overall strength of the organization will also become stronger.

This is the world where the strong survive. From the first day they joined the organization, the organization has been teaching them this way.

Yang Jiu sneered, "You still refuse to tell the truth, right?"

"Jiuye, I was just infatuated with ghosts for a while. I beg you to show your kindness and let me go this time. I will definitely reform myself for the great cause of the organization..." The false county magistrate plopped down on his knees, tears almost splashing on Yang Jiu's body.

There were a few guards standing outside the door, all very suspicious.

They are the official servants of the county government, and they follow this fake county magistrate, obediently, just hoping to survive in the world.

But seeing the fake county magistrate kneeling in front of Yang Jiu, as timid as a mouse, they couldn't believe it, and felt that this was another fake county magistrate deliberately putting on a show.

The fake county magistrate had done this before, but many brothers were fooled, and all of them were murdered by the fake county magistrate afterwards.

Yang Jiu looked outside the door and asked, "Do you dare to take this man to the execution ground and cut off his head?"

Those clerks all looked at each other with fear in their eyes.

They wanted to do this, but they were worried that it would be a trap again.

They can definitely try to make it quick for a while, but the consequence of doing so is to implicate the whole family to die together.

If a person has a family, he will have ties and weaknesses.

But if a person has no home, can he still be considered a person?

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "I know you don't dare, but I dare."

When the fake county magistrate heard this, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and threw out a large handful of poisonous powder.

Yang Jiu moved quickly, took Jueqing and Gan Sisi with her, avoided the poisonous powder, and left the house.

The false county magistrate also fled from behind the house.

Since Yang Jiu refused to let him go, he could only run away.

Anyway, he used his real face here, and a fake face in the organization.

It is impossible for Yang Jiu to find him in the future.

After restoring his identity in the organization, it is impossible for the organization to know what he has done, and everything will be the same as before.

It is the gold, silver and jewels that have been searched over the years, and there is no way to take them all away, which really makes him feel distressed.

He thought so in his heart, but he saw Yang Jiu appearing in front of him.

He wanted to run away, but saw the heartlessness.

On the other side, Gan Sisi was guarding the roof.

On the other side, there are those yamen servants standing.

"Yang Jiu, are you really going to kill them all?" The fake county magistrate asked angrily.

Yang Jiudao: "Even if you kill you a hundred times, the innocent people you kill will not survive. Even so, I still have to kill you."

"You want me to make a fool of myself in front of the people in the city, but I won't do what you want." The fake county magistrate said, flashing a dagger, and stabbing it hard in the heart.

He knew very well in his heart that if he stabbed himself now, he could die comfortably, but if it fell into Yang Jiu's hands, life would definitely be worse than death.

Now that he has come to a dead end, naturally only death can free him.

But he never dreamed that Yang Jiu, who was still a few feet away, would appear in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The knife in his hand was also blown away by Yang Jiuyi's palm.

The acupuncture points are sealed, no matter how difficult it is to move.

The fake county magistrate was desperate, but there was nothing he could do.

Yang Jiu kicked out with two feet again, and the fake magistrate's two legs broke immediately.

Listening to the wailing from the fake county magistrate, the yamen servants were dumbfounded.

Breaking your legs is too much, even if you're acting.

If the fake county magistrate is just to get rid of a few of them, it seems that there is no need to work so hard, right?

When Yang Jiu gave the order again, they mustered up the courage to come over and tie the fake county magistrate to Caishikou.

It was already afternoon, and there were not many pedestrians on the street.

But seeing the county master tied up on the execution platform, a large number of people soon gathered.

The people wanted to see who would dare to kill this dog official who oppressed them.

Yang Jiu didn't show up, but asked a government official to read the imperial documents.

Seeing that the false county was head-scratching, the people cheered.

Those yamen servants also breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Yang Jiu and the others are really high officials from Chang'an.

The people of Zishui County are lucky. If Yang Jiu and others did not happen to pass by, they might have to be oppressed by the fake county magistrate for many years.

After nightfall, Yang Jiu decided to sew up the fake county magistrate's body to see what the fake county magistrate did, whether it was a personal act or an organizational arrangement.

After reading his life, Yang Jiu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that it was indeed his own audacity.

If the organization does this, there will be situations like Zishui County all over the country, and it will be very troublesome to deal with.

When leaving Zishui County the next day, the common people lined up to see him off.

Yang Jiu sat on the carriage, wondering who had leaked the news.

"Jiulang, don't guess, it was I who told Jueqing, after all, letting the common people know the truth will give you a good reputation, won't it?" Gan Sisi explained with a smile.

This time when they return to Chang'an, Yang Jiu is very likely to be enthroned as emperor.

Counting the time, Wu Sanyue's stomach should also be bulging.

Since Wu Sanyue doesn't want to be the emperor anymore for the sake of her children and Yang Jiu, the only one who can inherit the great line is Yang Jiu.

It's about the country, so you can't just find someone casually, just let him sit on the dragon chair.

"Jiulang, after you ascend the throne, how do you plan to enshrine us?" Gan Sisi suddenly thought of this, and immediately overflowed with curiosity.

Yang Jiu said: "Maybe Sanyue changed her mind."

"Then let's talk about what if." Gan Sisi said.

After leaving Zishui County, the beautiful scenery on the way also made the three of them feel good.

He said with a heartless smile: "The empress must be Sanyue, the two of us are naturally imperial concubines."

"Imperial concubine?" Gan Sisi felt that the imperial concubine was also good.

Jueqing also felt that she had never thought that she would still be a noble concubine in this life. Just thinking about it would make her feel like a dream, not real at all.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Why don't the three of you become queens?"

"There is no reason to have three empresses at the same time, and Jueqing and I are not suitable, Sanyue is a perfect empress." Gan Sisi chuckled.

As the master of the harem, the queen has to deal with a lot of things every day, which is very troublesome.

It's better to be a relatively leisurely imperial concubine, quietly accompany Yang Jiu, and spend this life together.

……

Chang'an City.

Royal Palace.

Royal Garden.

Wu Sanyue sat in the pavilion, looking at the blooming flowers, gently stroking her belly with her right hand.

That place has been swelled very high. When going up to court, every time I get up and leave, I always feel that all the officials will cast strange glances.

Fortunately, she had already found a solution, and immediately admitted generously that she was pregnant with Liujia, and discussed the matter of abdication in the court hall.

All officials were shocked.

But with Di Juyi and others standing on Wu Sanyue's side, those opposing voices were like mosquitoes.

Everything has been prepared, and now we are waiting for Yang Jiu to come back and ascend the throne as emperor.

All Wu Sanyue could think about now was the child in her womb.

Yang Wu and Yang Yun are both cute, and I believe the child in her womb is also the same.

Wei Yuyan and Aunt Mei also came to the Royal Garden with Yang Wu and Yang Yun in their arms.

Wu Sanyue got up to play with the two children.

At this moment, Xiao Xuanzi hurried over and said, "Saint, Mr. Di Ge has fallen ill."

The smile on Wu Sanyue's face disappeared immediately, seeing that Xiao Xuanzi was in such a hurry, I'm afraid Di Juyi was seriously ill.

"Let all the imperial physicians go to Di Mansion quickly." Wu Sanyue said quickly.

Xiao Xuanzi ran to deliver the order.

Wu Sanyue was worried, so she decided to go and see for herself.

At this juncture, Di Juyi must not have any accidents.

If Di Juyi passed away, after Yang Jiu came to the throne, all kinds of harsh voices would inevitably appear in the world.

When he came to Di's mansion, he saw that the people in Di's mansion had already started to take care of the funeral, and Wu Sanyue was almost fainted.