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1183 Play a play

"Golden coffin, female corpse, female corpse, golden coffin..."

Fan Zhuyi paced back and forth in the room, repeating these words in his mouth.

Those were from the previous dynasty, and he confirmed that they were from the previous dynasty.

The golden coffin style, the gold foil soft silk mask, the gorgeous brocade gold clothes, the seven-star plate phoenix crown and the nine-dragon golden phoenix helmet... There is also the unsheathed long sword and the small blue and white incense burner with entwined branches.

But who is the identity of the female corpse?

I have never heard of any famous female relatives of famous princes in Hengxiang.

On the other hand, Zhao Ning and Qu Xiling, with their extravagant and extravagant style, may die like this one day.

There was a knock on the door, and a delicate girl's voice said: "Mr. Fan, my eldest lady asked me to bring these things to you."

Fan Zhuyi stopped and wanted to ask about something, but in a blink of an eye, he realized that he was already in poverty and poverty. He would not refuse anyone who came.

Fan Zhuyi went over and opened the door. Suddenly a foul smell came out. He looked intently and saw a pot of black and burnt...

"What is this?" Fan Zhuyi asked in shock.

At the same time, I heard a mess downstairs. A group of women were busy shouting and shouting. It was very lively.

"These are special chicken legs and duck legs," Yiqiu held them up with a smile, "It smells bad, but it's delicious!"

"These are chicken legs soaked in stinky tofu water and become sour!" Fan Zhuyi almost vomited, "Take it away, take it away!"

"No, Mr. Fan, my eldest lady said, if I give it to you, I'll give it to you."

With that said, Yiqiu walked towards the house with her legs. Fan Zhuyi pulled her, but he didn't exert any force. The small porcelain pot in Yiqiu's hand was not held tightly and fell to the ground with a clang.

The stench suddenly became more severe, the soup splashed everywhere, the ink soup was thick, and Fan Zhuyi opened his mouth and wanted to vomit.

In the next room, Zhao Ning, who was sitting upright and about to drink tea, frowned and slowly put down the tea cup.

Mrs. Qu sat opposite her, covering her mouth and nose with her fat hands. It was the first time her facial features showed such an expression. She wanted to laugh but was uncomfortable with the stench, so she became extremely confused.

"Oh!" Yiqiu shouted, "You, what's the matter with you? My eldest lady kindly brought you food, but you are so messed up!"

"I told you, this is good stuff! It was made with dozens of precious medicinal materials. Because Miss Ali was busy and couldn't come, I decided to come and take advantage of you! You'd better just throw it on the ground!" I said

You stinky old man, if I call you Mr., you really don’t know what’s good for you!”

"If it weren't for the fact that your apprentice, Mr. Shen Shu, saved my life, I would not deal with you now!"

"Look at you again, what are you capable of? You are an ugly, poor old man, and you are still showing off your power here. Now you are just a homeless stray dog! My wife is kind enough to take you in!"

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Yi Qiu usually has a nice voice, but now she has to curse at the top of her lungs because she deliberately angers the other person. Now because she speaks quickly and is emotional, she looks a bit sharp and mean.

Fan Zhuyi's face became increasingly angry. He reached out to close the door several times, but was blocked by Yi Qiu.

Yiqiu not only refused to close the door for him, she even kept asking him to lie down on the ground and lick it with his mouth like a dog.

Fan Zhuyi started to scold her.

"Humph! You disrespectful old thing!" Yiqiu put her hands on her waist and took a step forward, "I tell you, I have been seriously ill. If you dare to talk back and make me angry again, my eldest wife will

I won’t let you go! I am the big celebrity in front of the eldest lady! Do you understand, the big celebrity!”

Mrs. Qu held her cheek, pointed outside to Zhao Ning, and gave a thumbs up.

Zhao Ning smiled lightly.

"Shut up!!!" Fan Zhuyi suddenly shouted, extremely excited, and pushed Yiqiu forward.

Yiqiu's head hit the middle stone pillar without any bias, and with a heavy knock, she groaned and her body fell to the ground softly.

Fan Zhuyi was dumbfounded and stared at her.

After slowing down, Fan Zhuyi walked towards her and raised his hand to explore her neck, but footsteps came from the other side of the corridor and someone was coming up.

Fan Zhuyi quickly looked to the other side and fled quickly.

As he ran, he was glad that the downstairs was busy at the moment, and the sound of their quarrel just now was completely covered.

With a "squeak" sound, Mrs. Qu opened the door to the next door, and Zhao Ning followed her out.

Yiqiu opened one right eye on the ground, then opened both eyes, and got up happily: "Madam, did I act really well?"

"It's acceptable." Zhao Ning said calmly.

"It's amazing!" Mrs. Qu said with a smile, "You gave me a good show!"

"Thank you for Mrs. Qu's compliment!" Yi Qiu said smartly, "I just hope that Mr. Fan can escape unimpeded right now!"

"Yes," Zhao Ning looked down at the patio downstairs and said, "It is easy to keep a person locked, but it is difficult to let him go without leaving any trace."

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"Meow~"

The black cat lay lazily on the eaves and barked at the people coming in and out of the courtyard gate.

No one paid attention to it.

The clerk from Ning'an Tower came to Qingyue Pavilion and informed Xia Zhaoyi and Fan Zhuyi that they had escaped.

Xia Zhaoyi was giving Wei Dongyou acupuncture. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Yiqiu."

"That smell is so unpleasant..." the waiter couldn't help but said.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly, took out a few candies from his sleeves and passed them around: "I don't have anything else with me yet, so let's take these candies and give them to Yiqiu first."

"Okay!" The waiter came over, "Miss Ah Li got the candy as a gift, Yi Qiu will be so happy!"

Not long after the clerk from Ning'an Building left, someone from the Yamen came over to report the corpses of the soldiers placed at Hengxiang Guard Station, as well as the matter of the purple su dyeing workshop.

The matter was a little complicated, and the information about Zisu Dyeingfang's previous life and the Yamen Secretary Sihu's rummaged through was also added, and the two soldiers sent talked about it for a full two-quarters of an hour.

Xia Zhaoyi stood up and asked Zhan Jiuye and Zeng Jishi to help knead Wei Dongyou's muscles and dredge his blood. She motioned to the two soldiers to follow her outside the hospital.

Seeing someone coming out, the little black cat meowed again, lazily turned over to the sky, scratched a branch with its paws, and started to nibble on it.

After listening to the words of the two soldiers, Xia Zhaoyi said: "Under that dyeing workshop, General Shen happens to be there too?"

"Um!"

"Is he okay? Is he injured?"

"This... we don't know," a soldier said, "the people who were sent back never mentioned it."

Xia Zhaoyi nodded and said: "It sounds like the secret passage is really strange."

It was deliberately turned into a grotesque musical instrument, either to prevent people from discovering the secret passage, or to prevent people from entering the wine cellar.

When a soldier's body was found in front of the Chen Family Ancestral Hall, she demolished the entire Chen Family Ancestral Hall and the Chen Family's old house.

Now, aren't you afraid that she will also demolish the perilla dyeing workshop?

However, are the people who created the weirdos in the Perilla Dyeing House and the people who led them to the Perilla Dyeing House the same group, or are they not?


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