Chapter 69: Leaving the household department and entering Lingyun Pavilion for the second time
The Yu family is rumored to be the least reclusive of the four major families.
It is so special because the foundation of the Yu family is to practice medicine.
According to rumors, the god of medical skills passed down from the Yu family can heal people's bones with medicine.
There is also an unwritten rule in her family's practice of medicine to save people.
——All patients who seek help from the Yu Family must spread their wealth in the beggars' dens around the Yu Family before entering the Yu Family. Only then will they be allowed to enter the Yu Family.
The Yu family is withering away, but the lazy beggars around them have become the natural barrier and guardian of the Yu family. Without spending a penny, they make the stingiest people in the world willing to be driven by them.
But......
Boyi thought about it for a long time. Except for the episode about the Yu family before he left Beijing when he was young, he had never heard that the Yu family was related to any mysterious case.
Yu Qiansi points to the heaven and earth in the jade above, which is the symbol of the heirloom of the Yu family.
It seems that she also knows some medical skills, but why doesn't she practice medicine and is willing to stay in the big dye vat in the capital? She even doesn't hesitate to risk her own reputation and that of the Yu family.
What does this have to do with the beads she so painstakingly sought...
There was also the voice of "Young Master" that concerned him the most.
Although Wang Song was called "Young Master", Wang Song's protective feelings were extraordinary.
Shang Fu's chattering in his ears became insignificant background noise, but he increasingly agreed with what Shang Fu said just now.
Yu Qiansi is really a woman shrouded in mist.
It wasn't until the surrounding scenery was covered with a fine layer of gold that he suddenly came to his senses and put down the cold remaining tea in his hand.
The stillness in the tea cup and the crumbs at the bottom reminded him of the corpses last night. For some reason, he felt an ominous sticky feeling in his heart.
Shang Fu on the side stood up with excitement: "Master Yu!"
Yu Qiansi walked out of the household department with slightly chaotic steps, the usual smile on his face full of weariness.
Boyi took a step behind, picked up the hot porridge he had just asked the waiter to run errands for, and then walked slowly over.
Except for the small bowl of hot noodle soup in the morning, she had not eaten any water or rice all day.
"Let's eat something first."
Lianxiangtang simmers the porridge with fresh lotus leaves and serves it in a pot that has been roasted on the fire. It still has a warm feeling and exudes a subtle fragrance.
Yu Qiansi thanked her lightly, her eyes filled with the setting dusk.
"It's getting dark soon..."
The first day is almost over.
She tightened the booklet in her hand, but fortunately she found nothing.
As soon as he heard about eating, Shang Fu's stomach rumbled.
"I haven't eaten anything all day, why don't we take a rest first and then discuss it further? I heard that the Lingyun brand was given to you two personally when you were rich!"
"After all, you have the title of 'Number One Dude', but why can't you even get a Lingyun Card? You are worse than a little Wuya Guard like me."
"It's not like you don't know that Yu Anning and I have never dealt with each other! The Qian family treats Yu Anning as a treasure, and his cousins naturally help her bully me! What else can you say to make me like other guests?
Start climbing from the first floor! I’m still on the fourth floor now!”
At this point, Shang Fu felt very aggrieved and muttered: "If I hadn't offended the old man in Dali Temple because of Master Yu, I wouldn't have been cut off from money and food by my old man. Now I can only pay for it out of my own pocket and rely on my salary to get into the palace. Otherwise,
How is it possible that you are still on the fourth floor now?"
"I really miss the meal I had on the ninth floor that day. Mr. Yu and Mr. Boyi, please do me a favor. Seeing that I helped Mr. Yu a lot, you took me to relive it.
Bar."
"You? What help did you help?" Boyi sneered: "It's already a big deal if you don't cause us any trouble."
Having said this, Shang Fu smiled and said, "You will know in a while!" By then, Lord Yu will definitely be grateful to him!
Yu Qiansi worked hard all day and spent a long time in the dark office of the household department. His head was as big as a bucket. Watching the two of them joking with each other, he felt a little like they were in another world.
After not seeing each other for a while, the relationship between these two people seems to be much closer. Is this boy Shang Fu trying to instigate Boyi to rebel...
It's better to get rid of him as soon as possible.
"I know the murderer's killing pattern." As he said this, he handed over the Lingyung Pavilion list he had copied earlier to the two of them.
A gust of dusk wind lingered, caressing Yu Qiansi's hair, causing the pages of the album to flip with the wind, and he vaguely skipped a few circled names.
Boyi stood downwind. The fragrant fragrance mixed with the book and a few wisps of pungent smell overwhelmed him, causing a hazy mist to appear in his black eyes.
The pungent smell of ink seemed to come from Yu Qiansi.
"Is the ink in the Ministry of Revenue so bad?" It stinks! It's hard to imagine what the officials of the Ministry of Revenue must be like, immersed in the archives of documents every day.
Yu Qiansi's heart moved, and she handed the manuscript in her hand to Boyi: "Smell this, does it smell bad?"
Boyi was very dissatisfied when he saw Shang Fu looking at him with schadenfreude, as if he attributed his role to that of a dog. But he reluctantly came over and sniffed it gently.
"Pearl apricot, fragrant and pure, fine Chunlin ink." The taste is richer and more obvious than the ordinary Chunlin ink.
Yu Qiansi's shallow eyes suddenly looked like morning glow filled with lotus dew, and she looked at Boyi happily, a little dazzled for a moment.
She silently gave Boyi a thumbs up and put away the manuscript.
"Your Majesty, Shaoqing, is right. Only when you are full can you have the strength to think. This place is not far from Renzhengfang. Let's go to Lingyun Pavilion for dinner."
Boyi was confused: "What about the case?"
"What Mr. Shaoqing said makes sense", he obviously cared about her first.
The feet of her silver and red robe were fluttering like butterflies, Yu Qian held her hands and smiled skillfully, and the twilight drew a soft golden edge around her body. The depression just now was swept away: "No, it's not too late to talk after we have had a drink and a meal."
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After entering Lingyun Pavilion for the second time, Yu Qiansi went straight in: "Take me to the small pavilion where the office is located, and then tell me in detail about the thief."
Shang Fu's hand trembled slightly as he was about to bite the stick: "Didn't we agree to come for dinner? Why...caught a thief again?"
Reluctantly dragging his feet, he followed the two of them, if it weren't for the Lingyun cards in their hands...
Shang Fu's aggrieved look did not affect the two of them at all.
Standing in front of the still crowded small pavilion, Boyi first smelled the strong fragrance of ink.
"It's Chunlin Mo, that's right."
Yu Qian nodded and asked Cao Guan, who was standing with his head down, "Can I borrow your book again for a look?"
Manager Cao nodded in agreement and wanted to go into the house to get it.
When Qian Shifang heard that the Criminal Secretary and the Shaoqing of Dali Temple had come together, he thought something terrible had happened again and hurried over.
After not seeing him for a few days, he looked gloomy and looked a little thinner.