Before I even got close, I could smell the strong medicinal fragrance.
In the open area in the middle of the yard, medicinal herbs of different colors are drying.
Many stone stoves were built around them, with many drawers placed on them. Now the stoves are cold and the drawers are cold, and they have lost their popularity at all.
Yu Qiansi rummaged through the cage drawer, picked out a few pieces of dried medicine and tasted it, but there was nothing unusual about it.
She was a little discouraged.
All medicinal materials, after being picked, need to be steamed and dried for nine times before they can be used as medicine.
If there is anything unique about the medicinal materials of Wanyaotang, it may be in the steaming process.
It's a pity that she only learned to identify common drugs, and she didn't even scratch the surface of pharmaceuticals. Even if there was some mystery here, she couldn't figure it out.
Yu Qiansi threw the medicinal materials in his hand back into the box, blew out the fire seal, and planned to leave.
After her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she walked to the wall and planned to climb it.
As the wind passed by and the moon shone brightly, a faint light suddenly appeared in the yard.
They are sparse and scattered everywhere, and the row in the corner is particularly conspicuous.
It's like someone gathered the moonlight and spread it everywhere randomly, appearing and disappearing as if breathing.
Yu Qiansi took advantage of the situation and squatted in the corner. There were neat rows of barriers in the corner, which felt like stones.
She picked up a piece in her hand, lit it and looked at it carefully, but she couldn't tell what it was.
It was pitch black and felt like quartz, but it shimmered slightly in the moonlight.
There were quite a few scattered around the yard, and she always felt there was something unusual about them.
She raised the lamp and looked around, but the dim light in the courtyard immediately disappeared. She had to blow out the fire stick again and search for the scattered light in the courtyard.
There are also a few scattered stones on the table, on the floor, and in front of the stove, but they are different from the stones in the corners. These luminous stones have been ground into long sheets, with one side thicker and one side thinner.
There is a round hole that has been polished smooth.
Rather like...the blade of a guillotine.
Thinking of this, Yu Qiansi dropped the things in his hands and touched the low shed of the guillotine herb by the moonlight.
Sure enough, there was a piece of bright stone stuck on the guillotine, but it looked like it had almost been sharpened.
Take a closer look at the freshly chopped herbs in this small shed. There is a subtle light on both ends.
She always thought that the medicine of Wanyaotang was made through the process of steaming and drying. Could it be that this strange stone was the key?
She thought carefully about all the medicinal materials she had memorized. This thing really looked like quartz, but its color was not common quartz. She had never heard that quartz could double the medicinal value of medicinal materials.
The moon was hollow, so she randomly picked a small stone and put it in her arms. When she was about to leave, she thought about it, turned back, and removed the stone knife from the guillotine.
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Zhang Yu rested in the official residence as usual.
He lit the lamp and read the letter that the county magistrate had ordered to bring this afternoon.
Zhang Yu took a long breath, and his heart dropped.
What they said in their hearts was that they seemed to be planning to continue the search and leave everything in Longyuan to themselves. They also said that they would be on guard around the city. Thinking about it, they still didn't give up and were searching everywhere for the whereabouts of Mr. Yu.
He spread the letter on the table, holding the pages in his hand, and his eyes fell on the autopsy sheet on the table.
Power, fame, wealth, and merit are all desires.
If you want everything, you will end up with nothing.
After all, who has no desires?
I am not any more noble than others, they are just cowards.
Zhang Yurun filled up his pen and was about to fill in the autopsy form when his eyelids suddenly jumped. The light from a small bean outside the window was reflected on the window paper and was still dancing slightly. He stared blankly for a long time until the bean
Light gradually covered the entire window paper, and there were many noises in the distance. Only then did he come back to his senses. He didn't even bother to put on his outer robe, opened the door and rushed towards the firelight.
The fire in the backyard jumped up to the roof, eager to see it, and it was the place where the body was buried.
The sound of the gong woke up many people around. Everyone rushed around in the thick smoke, holding back their coughs while trying to call more people to help.
"It's gone! Someone, come quickly!"
Zhang Yu approached the yard and was forced back by the heat. He saw someone carrying a bucket beside him. Without thinking, he grabbed it and poured it on himself before rushing in again.
The person on the side who had just taken away the bucket quickly stopped and hugged Zhang Yu: "Sir, please don't! The whole yard has been burned. If you go in, you will die."
Today was supposed to be the night watch for the four of them. The winter night was bitterly cold, and they had been running around here and there in recent days. They all hid away and relied on the brazier to catch up on their sleep.
Unexpectedly, a fire broke out.
If something happens to the county captain again, they won't want their heads.
Zhang Yu was choked by the smoke and burst into tears, but with a hoarse voice, he kept struggling: "Save people, hurry in and save people!"
The fire in the backyard roared up to the sky, and compared with Xuanyang, it seemed to burn a hole in the sky.
The tongue of fire licked lightly, and the water that everyone had worked so hard to bring turned around on the spot, turned into a fierce steam, and rushed towards everyone with the remaining anger of the fire.
The entire backyard couldn't bear the ambition of the fire, twisted a few times, and collapsed.
Most of the water on Zhang Yu's body was dried up in an instant. His eyebrows were curled up and there was a burning smell.
Even if the courtyard collapsed, Zhang Yu struggled. How could a Confucian scholar with no strength manage to give birth to such a big penis? Those bad guys didn't dare to let go.
The firelight suddenly dimmed, as if a seriously injured giant beast was making its final struggle.
Seeing everything turned to ashes, the giant beast slowly died. Everyone quickly covered it with earth and poured water to avoid future troubles.
When the night wind failed to wake up the giant beast, a red light appeared on the horizon. Everyone who had been busy all night was startled, and they stretched out their buckets to throw the light at it.
Hearing the exclamations and curses of the people next to him after being splashed with water, he suddenly came back to his senses.
It turned out to be daylight instead of another fire.
Zhang Yu was sent back to the room in despair.
After closing the door, he stood there, as if the tongue of fire had licked away his soul.
Until I heard a sneer, clear and bright, carefree and contented.
"Master Zhang, your handwriting is really good."
Zhang Yu slowly turned his head, and Yu Qiansi was sitting behind the table, playing with the autopsy sheet, smiling coldly, everything was self-evident.
As his thoughts gradually returned, his face was full of anger, and his throat pickled by the thick smoke screamed: "It's you! It's you who set the fire!"
Yu Qiansi didn't take it seriously and said lightly: "Your Majesty's men are slacking off at night, so I will take action on your behalf to teach them a lesson."
With that said, she walked around the table and stood in front of Zhang Yu, her smile getting brighter: "Similarly, if you are lazy, I will teach you a lesson."
Mingliang smiled lightly, but said the most terrifying words softly. Zhang Yu was so frightened that he took a few steps back.
"As an official of the imperial court, how dare you...how dare you set fire to the official residence...there is Mo Niang's body inside...how can you be so cold-blooded...
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"Oh," Yu Qiansi raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Master Zhang, are you planning to show off your cards? Are you going to stop pretending?"
