My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 81 Marriage
Helping Xue Renzhan fulfill his last wish and get merit points, Yang Jiu's goal has been achieved.

As for drinking tea in Dingxihou's Mansion, the days will be long, and if you can't drink it, you won't drink it.

As a corpse sewer, it is safest to sew the corpse honestly and receive rewards honestly.

Yang Jiu shook her head and refused, saying: "Master Hou, I have sewn up your father's body and can bury it."

"You, have you finished sewing?" Xue Xue's body trembled.

So many sewers have tried, even a few died, but they couldn't sew up Xue Renzhan's body.

Hearing that Yang Jiu had sewn the body up, Xue Xue was shocked.

After thinking about it, Yang Jiu can let him see his father who passed away, so it is easy to sew up his father's body.

Yang Jiu nodded and said, "It's in room No. 16 of the yellow character."

Of course Xue Xue knew where his father was lying.

Every time he went back to Chang'an, he would visit the Yan Luo Hall in Dongchang, thinking that his father could not be buried in peace, he would always be haunted by nightmares and burst into tears.

Back at the body sewing shop, Yang Jiu fell asleep and slept until the sun was up.

No matter what time he sleeps, as long as he gets up and walks out of the mortuary shop, Gan Sisi will always deliver hot and fragrant meat buns.

Today Gan Sisi not only sent buns, but also brought a message.

Recently, in the counties around Chang'an City, there was a habitual criminal who cut the penis of a little boy.

As many as [-] little boys have been killed. Some of the little boys have survived and will be able to enter the palace as eunuchs to make a living in the future, but many more have not survived.

In the official announcement, this habitual offender was called "Big Tintin". Whether it was captured alive or sent with a corpse, as long as you can prove that you caught the big thief Tintin, you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver.

This reward was already on par with the heart-thieves who made people panic in Chang'an at that time.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that these days, wars are frequent, there are more women than men, and the ratio is seriously unbalanced. The imperial court attaches great importance to the protection of men.

The palace has not recruited new eunuchs for several years.

Through tracking, the government discovered the crime pattern of the Tintin thief, that is, he was gradually approaching Chang'an City.

Therefore, the government concluded that in the coming days, the possibility of Tintin thieves entering Chang'an City to commit crimes is very high, reminding families with six to 12 years old boys to take good care of their children and prevent Tintin from being cut off by the thieves.

For those children whose penis was circumcised but survived tenaciously, their parents soon came out of their grief and thought about sending their children to the palace.

Seeing that Gan Sisi was talking vigorously, Yang Jiu said contemptuously: "I'm eating buns, can you talk about it later?"

"They're all children, it's not disgusting." Gan Sisi blinked and said.

Yang Jiu frowned and said, "Then you think I'm disgusting?"

"I, I didn't mean that, I..." Gan Sisi lowered her head, almost crying because of her grievance.

Yang Jiu laughed, and said, "I'm not teasing you anymore, where is Elder Sister?"

"Still sleeping." Gan Sisi said.

Gan Sisi was very upset about how to deal with the elder sister.

Although I don't know what method Yang Jiu used to make the senior sister listen to Yang Jiu's words, but the senior sister is a senior sister after all, and among the many senior sisters, the one who is most loyal to Murong Ba is the senior sister.

"Be careful these few days, those senior sisters of yours may come at any time." Yang Jiu urged.

What Gan Sisi is most afraid of now is that Murong Ba will come to the door in person.

As soon as Gan Sisi returned to the bun shop, Yang Jiu saw an acquaintance.

big eater.

No, it's Fan Tong.

Fan Tong was wearing a thick padded jacket, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, and a thick felt hat on his head, looking like a frozen ghost.

"Idiot, long time no see." Yang Jiu smiled and waved hello.

Only now did Fan Tong see Yang Jiu, trotted over, panted and said, "Hero, you are really easy for me to find."

Is it hard to find the No. [-] mortuary shop in Dongchang?

Yang Jiu didn't believe it, and asked with a smile, "Is there a business?"

"Big business." Fan Tong nodded.

Master Zhang in the outskirts of the city has only one son, but he has been suffering from a strange disease since childhood.

He died a few days ago, Mr. Zhang has strong financial resources, and it is a piece of cake to match his son with a yin marriage.

But the blame is that no matter what kind of female corpse Mr. Zhang buys, Mr. Zhang is not satisfied.

Young and beautiful, old and pale, and those who have already turned into bones, without exception, Mr. Zhang is not satisfied.

"Stop it, this son is dead, how do you know he is not satisfied with his wife?" Yang Jiu interrupted Fan Tong with a smile.

Fan Tong lowered his voice and said fearfully: "I heard that during the worship, Mr. Zhang would turn over and sit up, and then say 'I am not satisfied with this daughter-in-law'."

He intentionally imitated Mr. Zhang's sullen voice, which sounded a bit creepy.

Yang Jiu was speechless and said, "This is really strange."

"Isn't that right? That's why Master Zhang said that whoever can marry Mr. Zhang will be rewarded with 1000 taels of silver." Fan Tong said drooling.

The chance meeting at the mass grave cast a great psychological shadow on Fan Tong.

He can still smell it when he eats.

But when he heard that there were 1000 taels of silver, he wavered and decided to take a gamble with Yang Jiu.

Even if Yang Jiu gave him 100% of the money after the matter was completed, that would still be [-] taels.

For 100 taels of silver, he can buy a house in Chang'an City, and find a kiln sister who wants to be good, and he will still live a beautiful life in those days.

Yang Jiu took the guy who was eating, and under the leadership of Fan Tong, went to Master Zhang's house.

This Mr. Zhang has opened several rice shops, several cloth shops, and several jewelry shops in Chang'an City. He is extremely rich.

Seeing that it was almost the seventh day of Mr. Zhang's life, Mr. Zhang refused to be buried because he failed to marry a yin marriage.

Zhang Gongzi had never touched a woman because of a strange illness before his death, so after his death, he can't be left alone in another world.

There have been several Mr. Yin and Yang who have come to Zhang's house, eloquent when they came, and dejected when they left.

Even so, Mr. Zhang still didn't give up, and always believed that under the reward, there must be capable people.

Capable people also need to eat.

If you don't have money to drink Northwest Wind, you can't drink happily.

When Yang Jiu came to the door, Mr. Zhang greeted and entertained him personally as usual.

Without further ado, Yang Jiu went directly to the mourning hall where the corpse was buried.

"Master Yang, you didn't bring the female corpse with you, how can you marry my son?" Master Zhang has become haggard and aged a lot these days, his temples are full of white hair, and his eyes are swollen and red from staying up late and crying for a long time.

Yang Jiudao: "Master Zhang, in fact, you don't need to use a real corpse for a yin marriage, just a paper doll."

"Paper man?" Master Zhang was stunned.

Instead, he ordered a large number of paper fires for Aiko, many of whom were beautiful maids.

But is this thing really useful?
Yang Jiu said confidently: "The paper figurines made by others may not work, but the paper figurines I made will definitely work."

Although Mr. Zhang felt that something was wrong, but now, what the master said is what he said.

As long as Aizi can be married successfully, Aizi can be buried as soon as possible.

Mr. Zhang in the coffin was pale and emaciated, as if he had fallen asleep.

Fortunately, it was winter, and it was freezing cold. If it was summer, the corpse would have stink by now.

When he came, Yang Jiu brought some ghost paper, and immediately sat down beside the coffin, and began to make paper figurines, asking Mr. Zhang what kind of girl he liked.

Master Zhang looked confused, and couldn't help asking: "Master Yang, can you talk to Gouzi?"

Yang Jiu waved his hand, meaning not to be disturbed.

In Yang Jiu's hands, the ordinary ghost paper instantly transformed into a beautiful woman.

Fan Tong was also dumbfounded, this hero Yang knows too much!
"This paper daughter-in-law is beautiful, but my son..." Mr. Zhang still feels that his son doesn't love a real female corpse, so how could he love a paper girl?

Yang Jiu said: "Master Zhang, I have to borrow two drops of your blood."

Master Zhang didn't know why, so he obediently obeyed Yang Jiu's order and pricked his finger belly with a needle.

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(End of this chapter)