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Chapter 28 Chapter 3 Gluttony
"It's hard for you to do this righteous deed." Ling Huai looked at him carefully.

"I admire her. She is a girl, but she has an iron frame. She can't fight, but she has to fight for her life and redress her grievances." Ling Jing looked at the bare branches in the courtyard, which seemed to have run out of life. Little did she know, only Waiting for spring to bloom, "I thought I couldn't do it. Didn't you also keep Li Guanqi? Ah Dang knows, right?"

She was caught off guard when she said the last sentence, and she said it with certainty.

She smiled and said: "In this family, except for you and me, no one else is supposed to know. They will more or less ask me about the whereabouts of the eldest sister, but A Dang didn't say a word about it, but privately asked Li Guanqi about Ganzhou Things in the city. I just don’t understand. You are so arrogant. You know well that A Dang can hide things in her heart, but you are willing to let her worry and be afraid with us. "

"..." After a few words, Ling Huai remained silent, leaned back, covered his face with a book, and made it clear to see off his guests.

Classes at Chongwen Academy started early, and Ling Huai and Ling Cen did not report. Ling Cen was busy treating the female prisoners, and Ling Huai followed Ling Jing through the streets all day long, wondering what he was busy with.

Ling Dang held his head and watched Ling Cen busying himself with a medical book.

He grabbed some medicine and brewed it, took out a Gu, looked left and right, put it back and took out a jar, and fiddled with it for a while. It probably didn't meet his expectations. He threw away the medical book with a wave of his hand and sat down on the spot. He held his head and scratched his head.

In a short while, his madness was over. He picked up the medical book again and carried it into the house as if it were a treasure. He took out a row of silver needles and inserted them into himself according to the acupoint atlas.

Facts have proved that Ling Cen is extremely talented in medical skills and is a self-taught one. He cured the whip scars and scars of the female prisoner who were tortured but not treated in time.

Sure enough, all efforts are worthless in front of talent.

The female prisoner's injuries can be treated, but the claustrophobic psychological trauma caused by her persistence in complaining about injustice for more than a year in the prison has made her unable to recover with any external force except self-healing.

Whenever she was awake, she kept chanting the two words "Unjust" in her mouth. The slightest movement would make her tremble all over, and she would be wronged again and again.

"I can't cure this." Ling Cen stood on the edge of the female prisoner's bed and shook his head, tapping his head. "She is mentally ill and has gone crazy."

The female prisoner is neatly dressed and has good appearance. Ignoring her stiff expression, just looking at her frail and graceful figure, one can tell that this woman is a rare beauty in the world.

She spent most of the day sitting in front of the window, her eyes unfocused, muttering about injustice, but she couldn't hear anything she said.

As soon as she saw the food, her eyes flashed green, and she grabbed it hungrily. She grabbed the food with both hands and stuffed it into her mouth. If she didn't stop it, she would keep eating until her stomach burst.

Yang Gan stepped into Ling's house on the pretext of coming to watch the dog, and Ling Jing invited him to the study.

Ling Huai made tea and invited him to sit down and drink tea.

Yang Gan sat down boldly, raised his glass and took a sip of the cow drink, and said boldly: "If you have any questions, just ask."

Ling Jing filled the cup for him, "Can I borrow the female prisoner's case file to read?"

Yang Gan quickly stretched out his hand to protect the tea cup and stared at her intently as she poured the tea. He stiffened and smiled when he heard this.

Ling Huai took a peck on the cup and said, "If it's really difficult, Inspector Yang can just talk to us verbally."

Ling Jing held the cup and passed it to the cup, smiling brightly, "Please."

"Oh, okay." Yang Gan happily took the tea. This time, he didn't tilt his neck to drink the tea. He held the cup carefully, pouted and took a sip, "Good tea."

"..." Ling Huai resisted the urge to raise his glass and throw it at him, and turned away in disbelief.

"Inspector Yang likes it. Don't forget to take a can back to taste it later." Ling Jing's smile did not diminish, "Can we talk in detail?"

"It's not a big deal," Yang Gan held the tea cup and couldn't bear to put it down. "It's just that the master of Fusong Restaurant is involved here. What are the twists and turns in it? Of course, who has the final say is who has the upper hand. We outsiders At most, it’s fun to listen to.”

Yang Gan took a pot of water and put a drop of water on the table. He used his index finger as a pen and stroked it to write. He said: "This woman is in her twenties. Her surname is Pei and her name is Zhan Qing. I heard that she is the daughter of a famous family in Kyoto. Her predecessor The boss of Fusong Restaurant is her father-in-law."

He knocked on the table with his finger and continued: "She used to live in the courtyard where you live now, but within a few days, it was raided by people sent by the government. A year ago, she sounded a drum to sue Fu. Zhang Gaoxuan, the owner of Song Restaurant, accused him of poisoning his parents-in-law and husband, and killing and persecuting the Fu family's only infant son in order to obtain the Fu family's family recipes and knife skills, and to embezzle the family wealth."

Ling Huai said solemnly: "Zhang Gaoxuan retracted his confession."

"That's right." Yang Gan slapped the table, "Zhang Gaoxuan cooperated with the Yamen investigation, allowing the widow to open the coffin for autopsy, and went into the house to collect evidence. It can be said that the evidence is complete, and the evidence is conclusive, pointing to Pei Zhanqing's doings."

Ling Huai knew what was fishy as soon as he heard it, and said, "Isn't it far-fetched? Pei Zhanqing has an infant and only son, who inherited the family property after his father died. The family's recipes and knife skills are just like taking things from a bag. Why should she bother to sue?"

Yang Gan raised his eyebrows, leaned his upper body forward, and lowered his voice and said, "What if you catch someone in bed?"

Ling Huai frowned and asked, "Who will catch him?"

Yang Gan said: "I am from the Fu family."

Ling Huai asked again: "How many people? Whose are they? Where were they caught? Where is the adulterer? Is he still alive now? Why does Pei Zhanqing live in another place? The maidservant who was with me back then is now Where is it?"

Ling Jing answered: "How many of the Fu family's traitors are still alive?"

"..." Yang Gan was confused by their series of questions and waited for a while before speaking, "Anyway, at that time, the adulterers were all involved. It was said that Pei Zhanqing conspired with him to get rid of My parents-in-law and husband occupied the Fu family property, and they were afraid that Zhang Gaoxuan would cause trouble, so they arranged for the villain to file a lawsuit first and let Zhang Gaoxuan take the blame, and then wait for him to sentence him to death. This can be said to kill two birds with one stone by cutting the root of the problem and eliminating future troubles."

Ling Huai pondered for a moment, "What is the relationship between Zhang Gaoxuan and the Fu family?"

Yang Gan said: "The old man of the Fu family is Zhang Gaoxuan's master. The old man only accepted two apprentices, Zhang Gaoxuan and his own son. Therefore, Zhang Gaoxuan and the young master of the Fu family are brothers in the same sect."

He clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Pei Zhanqing's case is no less than a brother's feud. Hey, it's hard for an upright official to deal with family affairs."

Cases were being pushed in the study, and Kwai Tsing's screams and shouts suddenly echoed in the courtyard.

"Third Miss! Something bad has happened! The woman in the second room suddenly went crazy and grabbed the young master and refused to let go!"

The Ling family has a habit of taking a lunch break. Ling An woke up at noon. Mrs. Zhang Dong took him to the kitchen to eat a bowl of yam soup. After Ling An had eaten and drank enough, he went to the cell where the female prisoners lived to find Ling Dang.

Ling Dang was waiting at the door of the room, intently watching Ling Cen perform acupuncture on the female prisoner's brain. The silver needles, which were longer than fingers, penetrated into the scalp. After a while, white mist began to appear on the female prisoner's head.

After all, Ling Cen was young and struggled to learn acupuncture. After a while, he was sweating profusely. Kwai Ching was holding a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Halfway through the stick of incense, Ling Cen took the time to pull out the needle.

The female prisoner opened her eyes faintly, and another stream of grievances spilled from her lips. Ling Cen walked out of the room top-heavy, and Mrs. Chuhua quickly brought a basin of hot water in, wringing out the handkerchief and scrubbing the sweaty body of the female prisoner.

Mrs. Chuhua cleaned the female prisoner, took the basin and went out. She met Ling An and stepped into the room.

"Grandma Chuuai, where is the fourth sister?" Ling An asked.

"The young master is here. The fourth girl is inside." Chuuai pointed the way and went to the yard to fill the water with a basin.

Mrs. Zhang Dong opened the curtain, Ling An entered the room, Kui Qing helped the female prisoner sit down, and Ling Dang helped stuff the pillow.

Kui Qing smiled and said, "Young master, you've woken up."

Ling Dang immediately knelt down, clapped his hands towards him, opened his arms and said, "Xiao Qi, come here, let me give you a hug."

Ling An ran a few steps and threw herself into her arms, calling softly: "Fourth sister." Kui Qing moved a stool, Ling Dang sat down, picked up Ling An and sat on his lap, letting him play with her hair, and then you One sentence after another, I kept talking nonsense.

The sun was facing west, shining through the window and hitting people, which was so pleasant that even the female prisoners stopped talking and sat quietly on the bedside, staring blankly at Ling Dang and Ling An, laughing and playing with their backs to the orange sun.

"Fourth sister, it's itchy, it's so itchy." Ling An suddenly started scratching his head and ears.

"What's wrong? Don't scratch it yet, let me take a look." Ling Dang hurriedly took away his scratching hand, and a red rash appeared on the back of her hand. She hurriedly opened the skirt of her clothes, revealing her red neck. The most eye-catching one was undoubtedly A cinnabar mole between his collarbones.

Madam Zhang Dong rushed up and saw Ling An covered in red rashes. She was so frightened that she didn't know what to do. She screamed, and her beloved kept shouting.

Ling Dang looked at it carefully and said calmly: "It's not smallpox, it's probably an allergy. Grandma Zhang Dong, please go and ask Acen to come over and take a look. By the way, think carefully about what Xiao Qi just ate. I'm afraid there's something wrong with it." The food that gave him the rash.”

Madam Zhang Dong ran to call Ling Cen in a hurry.

Ling Dang put Ling An on the stool, but unexpectedly there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground behind him.

Kwai Ching exclaimed: "Why did you fall out of bed?"

The female prisoner accidentally rolled to the ground for some reason. Kwai Qing reached out to help her, but she was pushed away by the female prisoner. Kwai Qing was caught off guard, her head hit the corner of the cabinet, and she fell to the ground hard. Her forehead bled on the spot.

"Kui Qing!" Ling Dang exclaimed.

She was about to reach out to help Kwai Qing, but the female prisoner waved her away. Ling Dang did not expect that the female prisoner was surprisingly strong, and forcefully waved her back to the end of the bed, where she sat on the ground.

"Fourth sister!" Upon seeing this, Ling An immediately jumped off the bench, but was grabbed into her arms by the female prisoner who rushed up and tore open his collar without any explanation, revealing the cinnabar mole on his collarbone.

"What are you doing?!" Lingdang stood up.

The female prisoner's eyes protruded, staring at the cinnabar mole. Her senses were extremely sharp at this moment. As soon as she noticed Ling Dang approaching, she suddenly turned her face to stare at Ling Dang, and at the same time, she hugged Ling An into her arms. , she was tight.

She stared at Lingdang with a strange and fierce light in her eyes.

"Let go!" A madman's strength was so unreasonable that he allowed Ling Dang to pry her arm hard. Not only did he not move at all, but he tightened his grip on her more and more.

"Fourth sister!" Ling An waved his arms randomly, kicked his legs and struggled, terrified.

Kui Qing sat up with a cry and covered her head. She was in a fog and couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

"Kui Qing! Go and call someone!" Ling Dang shouted to Kwai Qing.

Kui Qing got up and rushed out, shouting as she ran.

After hearing this, Ling Jing and Ling Huai rushed out of the study one after another and ran straight to the sandwich room.

They opened the curtain and saw Ling Cen and Ling Dang holding the female prisoner's arms on the left and right, and pushing her to the ground.

As soon as Ling An saw Ling Jing, he felt like he had met his backbone. He burst into tears and threw himself into her arms, crying so hard that his shoulders twitched.

"What happened?" Ling Huai hurried up and pulled out the sheets, neatly twisted them into a rope, and bound the female prisoner three or five times.

Ling Dang was about to open his mouth to explain.

"My son——"

A heart-rending scream and cry echoed through the sky.

The female prisoner stared at Ling An, her mouth wide open, and she could clearly see the saliva hanging in her mouth. She burst out with that stern cry, and the elongated tone lingered, and then gradually fell silent. But her mouth was still wide open, her face was pale, and tears were pouring down her face. Her lips opened and closed, but no sound came out.

People are so grief-stricken that they can't make any sound.

For example, Pei Zhanqing at this moment.

Yang Gan stood outside the house and asked, "What's wrong? Do you need help?"

Everyone in the room came to their senses instantly.

Ling Cen immediately struck Pei Zhanqing unconscious with a knife, "If she keeps crying like this, she will die."

Ling Jing turned around and gave her a look. Mrs. Chuuai understood. She nodded and turned to the door. She said politely to Yang Gan, "I'm really sorry. There's something urgent at home, so I can't accompany you. I apologize for the poor reception. I'll meet you another day." Come and apologize."

Yang Gan was invited out of the house. As soon as he stepped out with his heels, the door closed with a loud "bang".

"Huh?" He turned around hurriedly and raised his hand to knock on the door, but then put down his hand like a frost-beaten eggplant. He kept chattering in a low voice, "Where's the tea you promised me? If you have something to do, Yang Inspector will drink tea. If you don't have anything, I'll forgive you. It’s hard to be with you, and you’ll throw it away after you use it. This little girl’s face, tsk, is faster than flipping through a book, and her mouth, her mouth... Hey, hey hey..."

Outside the house there are many silly smiles, but the house is as quiet as ever.

After Pei Zhanqing, who had fallen asleep, was settled, everyone in the Ling family crowded outside, standing or sitting, all staring at Ling Cen as he treated Ling An.

After looking over it carefully, Ling Cen adjusted Ling An's clothes and said, "It's rubella. It's okay. Be careful in the future and don't give him too many yams."

Ling Jing ordered: "Mrs. Chuuai, take the young master back to the house."

"Wait a minute." Ling Huai stopped him, "Xu is two years old, it's time for him to become a governor."

Mrs. Chuahua looked at Ling Jing. Ling Jing sighed helplessly, stood up and hugged Ling An on her knees, caressing his red face, brushed away the tears, and tucked the loose hair behind his ears. She blushed quietly. Eye sockets.

There was another silence outside.

Although the incident happened suddenly today, but looking at his heart, it is difficult to express, and it can be seen that it is not a whim, there must be a hidden secret, and it is very likely...

Ling Dang stood up and got off the stool, breaking the silence and saying, "Third sister, do you know her last name?"

Ling Jing raised her eyes, "Pei Zhanqing. Why do you ask? What does A Dang know?"

"Wait for me." Ling Dang left the room.

After a while, she returned, holding a piece of red bellyband in her hand.

Ling Jing took over, her hands trembled as she took in her eyes. The five poisons were embroidered on the pocket, and the stitches were inscribed with the word "Juan":
"Mother wears Zhan Qing and wishes my son good luck."

Ling Dang's eyelashes trembled and he said: "When my mother brought Xiao Qi back, she was less than a month old and she only wore this kind of bellyband. My mother asked me to pick it up and said it was the key to Xiao Qi's home."

Ling Cen and Ling Huai gathered around, one on the left and one on the right standing beside Ling Jing, looking at her bellyband. Ling Jing slapped the table with a bang and said coldly: "Zhang Gaoxuan must die."

Ling Huai raised his eyes, and there was a deep coldness in his eyes. He said quietly: "Death would be too easy for him. But he must confess his crime."

(End of this chapter)