Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

Chapter 9 Can you rescue it?

Obviously there was nothing, but Chen Qianhu felt that he had a pair of iron pliers-like hands pinching his neck, tightening it tightly.

Chen Qianhu scratched his neck with both hands desperately, and his nails ripped out the neck to count the blood.

The men hurriedly trapped his hands from the left and right, lifted him up, found the nearest medical clinic, kicked open the door, dragged the doctor out of the bed, and treated Chen Qianhu.

The doctor saw Chen Qianhu’s unconsciousness, half of his body, and a tight throat. Others said that his five-generation son was killed. First, he judged that it was a stroke caused by irritation. He used a three-sided needle to pierce the Neiguan, the water ditch and the ditch. Bleeding at these three acupoints at Twelve Jing points.

After the bloodletting, the doctor found that the blood was not in the right color, it was black, and it was judged to be poisoned.

Zhou Xiaoqi, who was serving Chen Qianhu in the Yamen, struck his head with a hammer, “Since the young master was killed, the adults have not entered the rice, no matter how I persuade them, I only have a cup of tea in the public hall in the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion! It must be the few people in the court!”

It is said that Jin Yiwei fought the guys back to Shuntian Mansion Yamen to find the real culprit.

In a rush, the doctor couldn’t tell what the poison was. He first gave the medicine to induce vomiting, but Chen Qianhu had difficulty breathing, his teeth were closed, and he couldn’t get in at all. The doctor took a bamboo piece and forcibly opened his teeth, and even his teeth broke. Two pills were poured in, and Chen Qianhu died.

When Chen Qianhu kicked his legs, the three watch drums were beaten on the street. Chen Qianhu and Chen Dalang, the father and son, went to the west on the same day.

The Chen Mansion, who had been doing the funeral overnight, looked forward to the paternal master bringing the murderer’s head to pay tribute to Chen Dalang, but it was Chen Qianhu’s body that he waited for.

Originally the five generations of the Chen family had a single biography. Chen Dalang was killed. At the age of Chen Qianhu, he took in a few good concubines and might be able to fight for a second child. Now even Chen Qianhu is dead, and the Chen family’s blood is completely cut off. .

Chen Qianhu’s father and son were dead, and the title of Jinyiwei Qianhu was left empty. In order to compete for the hereditary title, the Chen family promoted their sons as Chen Qianhu’s heirs and inherited them adoptively.

On the day of the funeral of the father and son, more than a dozen Chen family members rushed to mourn and even fought. The funeral became a farce and became a joke in the capital. Of course, this is all an afterthought.

Let’s talk about the Shuntian Palace. After a turmoil subsided, the witnesses returned home with a pass issued by Wang Niyang.

Wang Qianhu **** his prodigal son Wang Yanei like a zongzi, and gagged, chatted with Wang Niyang, and returned to Wanping Tianshui Alley.

The Shuntian Mansion’s Yamen finally recovered calm, and the three watch drums rang outside, and Wang Niyang said to the two masters: “Thanks for your hard work today, please go back and rest, and I’ll talk about it tomorrow if you have something to do.”

Wang Niyang got on the sedan chair, and the sedan chair swayed slowly. Wang Niyang dozed off with his head tilted in the sedan chair. He thought that the only advantage of being a capital official in the Jiajing dynasty was that he could sleep in late, without having to get up and go to the palace early.

If it had been more than fifty years since the founding of Ming Dynasty, the previous emperors were all energetic, and the morning dynasty was not enough every day, and there was noon dynasty, and the Beijing official would wake up. No matter the heat and cold, Pi Xing Dai Yue rushed to the palace to line up.

It’s better for the Emperor Jiajing. Since the fifteenth year of Jiajing, he has stopped going to court. For more than 20 years, the officials in Beijing have been able to sleep well—

“grown ups!”

Wu Dutou, who escorted Wang Niyang home, reported on horseback, “The Jinyiwei people are back!”

“Here again? Is this going to be endless?” Wang Niyang woke up suddenly.

The angry Jinyiwei Zhou Xiaoqi directly ran his horse towards the official sedan, without intending to stop, and kicked the sedan door to vent his anger.

But Wu Dutou in Shuntian Palace’s Yamen is not a vegetarian. At night, when Jin Yiwei rioted at Shuntian Palace’s corpse, he endured it. Now even a small flag dared to run into Lord Fu Yin, just as we are all dead!

“Protect Lord Wang!” Wu Du headed the horses and drew his sword to fight.

The officials of the yamen fought with Jin Yiwei, and Wang Niyang, a civil official, shrank his head in the sedan chair and did not dare to come out.

The night patrol soldier Ma Si heard the movement and hurried over and saw a scene that seemed familiar.

Did Jin Yiwei get rabies today? Bite when you see someone?

Originally, the people of Beicheng Soldier Masi and Jin Yiwei were angry when they fought in Gulou West Xiejie. Now, watching Jin Yiwei press down on the servants of Shuntian Palace, Mu Baihu can’t stand the good-tempered people, and shouted:

“You fanatics dare to beat the third-ranking commander of the imperial court on the site of the North City! Is there still Wang Fa? Brothers, come on!”

The addition of Beicheng Soldier Mars, hit one by two, turned the situation around in an instant.

Zhou Xiaoqi was dragged off the horse by Wudutou and Mu Baihu, and he was pushed down on the street. Zhou Xiaoqi’s face was put on the bluestone road, and he shouted: “We adults from thousands of households were poisoned and killed by the poison at the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion. It is clear that you Shuntian Palace Yamen and Beicheng Soldier Ma Sihao were all in one go! Killed Chen Qianhu’s family!”

As soon as I heard that Chen Qianhu was dead, Wang Naiyang, who was shrinking in the sedan chair and pretending to be dead, finally spoke, “You are talking nonsense, it’s not me, I don’t. The murder of the imperial court official is very serious, and we can’t control the Shuntian government. The Department of Punishment, The three law departments of Dali Temple and the Metropolitan Procuratorate will conduct the trial together!”

Wang Niyang is well-deserved, and Jin Yiwei rides on his head to pull/shit. The first reaction is to throw the pot away and talk about it.

So Mubaihu regretted helping him.

Wu Du could not see it, and reminded Wang Niyu in the sedan chair, “Master Fu Yin, these lunatics are slanderous, and they have no basis to slander us in Shuntian Fu Yamen who poisoned Chen Qianhu, and ran into the adult’s car in the middle of the night. Now Beicheng The Soldier Mars has helped us take the madman, what should we do now?”

Wang Niyang originally wanted to say let it go. It’s better to do more than less, but after another thought, if a mad dog like Zhou Xiaoqi runs to Jinyiwei Commander Lu Binglu, the villain will first file a lawsuit, Shuntian Mansion will be in bad luck.

So he changed his words and said: “First take them to the yamen to record their confession. The officer will rush to Jinyiwei to command and knock on the door of Master Lu’s residence overnight to make things clear.”

Wei Caiwei, who was stalking at the inn, had already turned off the lights and made the illusion of sleeping. She observed the Shuntian Mansion Yamen. At three or two o’clock, the Beicheng Soldier Ma Si and Shuntian Mansion’s servants escorted a group of Jinyi Guards in. The group cursed. The one who scolded the most was Zhou Xiaoqi, who had hunted down Wang Daxia last night.

When the night is quiet, the yelling is the sharpest, and Wei Caiwei can hear it clearly:

“My lord died only after drinking your Yamen tea! Shuntian Mansion and Beicheng Soldier Masi, none of you can escape the relationship!”

“Don’t think that our thousands of adults are dead, and Jinyiwei will be unmanned! We still have the commander, Master Lu! You must not eat it, just go around!”

Wei Caiwei heard the yelling and was as excited as hearing Xianle: I succeeded! On the third day of rebirth, Chen Qianhu and Chen Dalang were killed!

Father, sister, I have revenge for you!

Wei Caiwei was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep, and did not fall asleep until the fifth watch drum was beaten and the sky was light.

Wei Caiwei thought she would wake up after taking a nap-she was fifty years old in the previous life, and she feels little and shallow.

But when she woke up, the sun had risen to the middle, it was already noon.

She was awakened from starvation, with a roar of protest in her belly. If she were not hungry, she might be able to sleep until the afternoon.

Wei Caiwei touched her shriveled belly. She was still a little uncomfortable with her seventeen-year-old body. It was just when she was growing up that she was able to eat and sleep.

After sleeping, Wei Caiwei was washing herself while thinking about the “wonderful” performance of the dead ghost husband last night. At that time, she wished to castrate him by herself.

But now calm down and think about it. At this time, the dead **** was only fourteen years old, like a weed that grew up in the wind and sunshine. He hadn’t experienced a bit of wind and rain. Wang Qianhu used him to be lawless and grow savagely.

Fourteen-year-old Wang Daxia actually believed in the brothel girl and sold his mother’s dowry Tian Jiu Fengchen, thinking that the brothel girl would one day pay back!

Later, Wang Daxia, the right **** of Dongchangchang Gong, had no shortcomings, no weaknesses, and suspicious nature, except for his fear of his wife. He looked like someone who had been deeply tortured and beaten by the society.

This year, Wang’s family has undergone tremendous changes. Wang Daxia went to extremes to enter the palace from the palace. Wei Caiwei has never heard of this girl Yingying paying back money or handing out a hand, and has never heard of the dead **** mentioning his rescue when he was young and frivolous for the rest of his life. The matter of wind and dust.

Obviously, Wang Daxia’s innocence was let down by Yingying.

Thinking of this, Wei Caiwei lost a lot of anger, and even felt sorry for the dead eunuch.

In this life, I will be here to guard your free smile. I know what disasters the Wang family will encounter in the future, and that is to resolve the disasters in advance.

However, everything must first establish a relationship with Wang Daxia, starting with friendship.

Wei Caiwei went to have lunch downstairs in the inn. Almost all the diners were discussing the murder of Jin Yiwei and Chen Qianhu and his son overnight. It is said that the ruling and the public were shocked. The King Yin of Shuntian Mansion wrote a letter to the emperor early in the morning. , Jin Yiwei is required to supervise the case.

In the restaurant, reminders of “Don’t talk about state affairs” are posted everywhere, but at the feet of the emperor, almost everyone thinks that they understand politics and have big conspiracies in everything.

“The imperial court ordered the father and son to be killed, because the three departments of Dali Temple, the Criminal Department, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate were interrogated, but the emperor asked Jin Yiwei to investigate and become an imperial case. I don’t think it is simple to find the murderer.”

“I am afraid that the emperor wants to take action against certain ministers in the DPRK. He has no handle, and there is a murder in his hand, so it is convenient for the crime…”

“I don’t think it is necessary. The emperor hasn’t gone to court for more than 20 years. He just used an excuse to knock the mountain and shake the tiger. He asked his courtiers to be obedient. Not going to court doesn’t mean ignoring politics. The world will always be the emperor.”

Wei Caiwei ate silently, settled the money for the house and meals, put on a hat, hung down the catkin-proof gauze on the brim of the hat, and inserted the two small flags of “Wonderful Hand Rejuvenation” and “Gynecological Sacred Hand” on the silk bag, and put a silk ribbon on his back. The tiger with a big fist rested on his thumb and shook.

The ringing bells rang through Shuntianfu Street. The capital was prosperous and crowded. When Wei Caiwei walked to Gulou East Street, someone asked her to see a doctor.

Wei Caiwei walked and stopped, no different from ordinary travel doctors, without flaws.

In the afternoon, I saw two women who had been infertile for three years after marriage, a girl with irregular menstruation, a young woman with moss on her body, and even a woman with a big belly asked her if she would deliver a baby.

Wei Caiwei nodded, “I live in Dingzihu, Tianshui Alley, Gulou Xixie Street, Wanping County. However, I am going to move in the last few days. I will tell my neighbors the address of my new home and ask my neighbors to relay it-rest assured, it should be near Tianshui Alley. It’s easy to find.”

Wei Caiwei will continue to make friends with her boyhood dead ghost husband, and the rabbit will eat grass near the nest, and it will be more convenient to live close to “eat”.

At dusk, Wei Caiwei returned to Tianshui Alley. By the sweet water well not far from the door, Broker Chen was sitting on the well platform eating watermelon. Seeing her from a distance, he quickly put down the half-eaten watermelon and ran over with a handful of watermelon in his hand. key:

“Doctor Wei! Finally hoped you back! I’m worried that you won’t be able to get in.”

Broker Chen held the key to Wei Caiwei in both hands. “Wang Er Shao asked me to pass the key to you. He said that because you saved his life last night and saved him from being shot through by an arrow, this house You can live, I hope you will take care of it, after all, the furniture in it is his wife’s dowry.”

Money can change one’s mouth.

Yesterday, one mouthful of Wang Yanai, today is Wang Ershao. Broker Chen is a businessman. He finally got the brokerage fee of five taels of silver. He made a lot of wife’s money, and suddenly forgot how Wang Daxia beat him.

Unexpectedly, Wei Caiwei did not expect that there was a real surprise waiting for her, took the key, and asked: “Where is the Wang Daxia? The three of us have a meal in the evening, this time I will invite.”

Broker Chen pointed to the high wall of Wang’s mansion and said: “Wang Er Shao wanted to thank you in person, but he was forbidden by Wang Qianhu and couldn’t get out, so he asked me to hand over the keys. He also told me to wait at the door. When you come back, don’t spend the money to rent a house like yesterday. There is still a home that can’t be returned. I’m really sorry.”

Wei Caiwei listened, her heart warmed, and her tiredness disappeared.

In this way, the dead ghost husband is not completely unreasonable.

Can you rescue the dude like him?

The author has something to say: “Cut it off, hurry up” and “Can you still save it?” Plucking repeatedly horizontally. Good morning everyone, what kind of zongzi do you like to eat on Dragon Boat Festival? If the boat doesn’t make rice dumplings, just send 100 red packets.