My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 85 The thief is brought to justice, the senior sister fell to her death

If Yang Jiu hadn't helped them a lot before, Jueqing would have lost his patience long ago.

Guided by the little paper figurine, they found a hunter's hut with lights on in the mountains.

"Thug Tintin is right there." Yang Jiu said.

Ruthless and cold-blooded immediately became vigilant, regardless of whether it was true or not, they had to be careful.

The two approached lightly from both sides.

The window of the hunter's hut was open, and a brazier was burning inside, and a man was sitting on a small bench, boiling medicine.

Unfeelingly signaled Leng Xue to guard the window, she kicked open the door and pointed her long sword at the man.

"How did you find me?" The man turned his back to the door, calm as water.

Unfeelingly and coldly said: "Put your head in your hands and turn around slowly."

"My medicine will be ready soon, can you wait for a while?" The man held a cattail fan in his hand and fanned it vigorously, so as to make the fire under the medicine jar burn hotter.

Yang Jiu walked into the room, sat down beside the brazier, stretched out his hands to warm the fire, and sighed: "Everyone says to make up for what is lacking. Men feel that they are not good enough, so they will eat the whips of various animals..."

"It's right to make up for what is lacking," the man said.

Yang Jiu sneered and said, "Since you believe it, then make it up, but harming others will eventually harm yourself."

"My mother is getting old and wants to have a grandson, what's wrong with me doing this?" The man was still fanning the fire violently.

Unfeeling frowned slightly, why did Lord Yang chat with Bandit Tintin?
Yang Jiu smiled, and said, "I guess the reason why you hurt boys aged six to 12 years must be because you had a fortune teller and got a folk prescription..."

"You, how do you know?" The man suddenly turned his head, his handsome face was full of the vicissitudes of life.

Yang Jiu sighed: "Someone was also deceived by that fortune teller, and they frantically took out people's hearts in Chang'an City in order to cure their illnesses."

The man had seen the notice of the heart thief, and had imagined that he would catch the heart thief and send it to the Yamen to get a thousand taels of silver.

At that time, he never dreamed that one day, he would also be on the notice of the government, and the silver reward was actually 1000 taels.

Gan Sisi and the blacksmith followed the man's way successively.

Now there is another Tintin thief, if they are looking for the same fortune teller, then that fortune teller can definitely be called the number one villain in Wei.

"This medicine is useful, the only thing missing is this last one. As long as I drink it, I can..." The man was very excited, and his face was a little hideous.

Yang Jiu said: "Then you drink."

Feeling that the medicine was almost done, the man stood up and carefully poured the medicine into the bowl.

Smelling the strong smell of herbs, Yang Jiu already knew which kinds of herbs were used, which indeed had the effect of strengthening yang and tonifying kidney.

There are still cold-blooded guards outside, Ruanqing knows that the Tintin thief can't escape, so he didn't do anything until now, just to give Yang Jiu a face.

After a while, the man drank a bowl of medicinal soup that was still a little hot.

"No response? Why, why..." The man threw the bowl heavily on the ground, emotionally.

Ruanqing wants to remind him that even if it is an elixir, it won't take effect so quickly, right?
"It clearly says that as long as you take the sixth dose of medicine, you can..." The man knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, excruciating pain.

Yang Jiu got up and said, "It's doomed to lose everything by hurting others."

Ruthlessly called into cold blood, tied up the man, and brought him back to the six doors.

When leaving, Rueqing specifically emphasized that tomorrow she will send the reward for capturing the Tintin thief to the corpse shop.

With the words "unfeeling", Yang Jiu smiled happily, and finally tonight's work was not in vain.

The news of Tintin's capture spread throughout Chang'an City the next day.

The people in Chang'an, who hadn't seen the beheading for several days, were almost sick from boredom.

For a heinous person like Tintin Bandit, the imperial court will generally sentence him to a death sentence, and will never spare his life to wait until the next autumn.

On the streets of Chang'an, the taste of the New Year is getting stronger.

Even on the side of the mortician shop, Dongchang hung a red lantern at the entrance of each mortal shop.

It's the Chinese New Year, and everything needs to be festive.

After eating the meat buns, Yang Jiu was going to sleep again.

Li Xinghe walked casually from the street, when he saw Yang Jiushi, he waved from a distance.

"I have seen His Highness King Qin." Yang Jiu bowed and saluted.

Li Xinghe said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go to the theater."

This scene has been agreed before, but it has been unable to make an appointment.

Now the emperor's health is much better, and every day when the sun is good, the emperor can go to the imperial garden to relax.

Li Xinghe ate fast and recited Buddha in the palace for a few days, praying for the emperor, he was just released today, and immediately came to Yangjiu to attend a play.

The place to listen to the opera is called Xingyuan.

The theater garden is full of apricot trees, and when the apricot blossoms bloom, they are as pink as clouds and picturesque.

When the apricot blossoms wither, the branches will be covered with blue apricots.

In summer, the apricots are ripe, golden and mouth-watering.

Xingyuan has Quan Changan, to be precise, is the best troupe in the whole Wei Dynasty.

All year round, no matter what the weather is, the apricot orchard will be full.

But as long as Li Xinghe comes to the theater, the best seat will always be his.

"This afternoon session is not as crowded as the night session." Li Xinghe asked Yang Jiu to sit down, and said with a smile.

For Yang Jiu, this place is simply a sea of ​​people.

After the delicious food was served, Li Xinghe began to introduce the dishes of Xingyuan.

The opera in Xingyuan is a must in Chang'an, and the food in Xingyuan is even more unique in Chang'an.

Yang Jiu tasted it, and praised: "The cook in Xingyuan is much better than the cook in Jiuxianlou."

"The cook in Jiuxian Tower is also good." Li Xinghe said and laughed.

When the suona sounded, the actor took the stage, and the applause was thunderous.

Qin opera?

Yang Jiu was a little confused.

As long as he listens to Qin opera, he will feel sleepy.

Fortunately, there are delicious food, but it can reduce sleepiness.

Li Xinghe listened with great interest, clapped his hands and applauded when he went to the exciting place.

After the first fold opera was sung, the cheers lingered.

boom.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, which scared all the fans to scream.

A woman fell from a height and landed on the bluestone floor, her brains fell out.

This afternoon show, it seems that I can't listen to it.

"What a disappointment." Li Xinghe was extremely displeased.

Master sister?
Yang Jiu stood up and saw clearly that the woman who fell to death was really a senior sister.

He quickly looked to the top of his head, and all the heads upstairs were looking down.

"Brother Yang knows someone?" Li Xinghe observed his words and expressions.

Yang Jiu nodded.

"Send down the order to block the apricot orchard and track down the real culprit." Li Xinghe shouted coldly to his followers.

Yang Jiu waved his hand and said, "Your Highness, no need, I think the real murderer has already escaped from Xingyuan."

Yang Jiu then asked Li Xinghe for help, and sent the body of the elder sister to his body sewing shop after nightfall.

Look at the life of the big sister, or you can know who the murderer is.

During dinner, Gan Sisi was still looking around, waiting for the big sister.

"Elder Sister went to buy rouge, and she hasn't come back yet. Could it be that something happened?" Gan Sisi looked at the sky with her chin resting.

I don't even know where the elder sister can buy it. Chang'an City is so big that I can't find it.

"Sewing corpses at No. [-] sewing shop, sewing corpses at No. [-] sewing shop."

Following the notification from the Dongchang guards, the body of the eldest sister was carried into Yang Jiu's body sewing shop.

"Master, big sister?" Gan Sisi chased after him, and almost collapsed after seeing the face of the corpse.

Yang Jiu went in to say a few words of comfort, and persuaded: "Sisi, you wait at the door first. After I sew up the body of the elder sister, maybe I can find out who the murderer is."

"It must be Master." Gan Sisi walked out of the corpse shop with red eyes.

Yang Jiu closed the door and started sewing the corpse.

(End of this chapter)