[Seven-Five] I Long Song

The churning became violent, and white smoke gradually came out of the bowl, with a slight fishy smell. Gongsun Ce stuffed a gray-brown pill into Yang Chizhang's mouth quickly.

Yang Chizhang swallowed it without noticing it for a while, only feeling a warm object that was about to break apart, subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked it.

"Boom—" Gongsun Ce's ears were completely red, and his brain was completely muddy, but he subconsciously stuffed himself with an antidote pill.

The ink gradually became clear, until after another cup of tea, the whole bowl of ink had completely turned into clear water.

Yang Chizhang looked at Gongsun Ce in surprise: "Look, Gongsun, it really is the fragrance in Meng Lixiang, and all the changes are as described in the book." Then he looked at the bowl of clear water: "This poison is really powerful. Just a little on the hair, a bowl of ink is so clear."

It was the first time that Gongsun Ce saw Yang Chizhang's happy face, and he was also very happy: "In this case, let's report to Lord Bao immediately."

"Yeah." Yang Chizhang gently pushed Gongsun Ce's hand away, carefully picked up the small bowl, and said with a smile, "Let me do it, it's full of poison, in case it spills out if you touch it One point, you are not good as a scholar."

Passing through the corridor, the two walked towards the lobby of Kaifeng Mansion, and when they arrived, they saw Master Bao sitting on a chair and sighing.An old beggar was sleeping soundly on the ground, while Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were sitting beside them, drinking tea slowly.

Seeing Gongsun and Yang Chizhang coming, Zhan Zhao, a big-hearted man, didn't care about Mr. Bao's frowning face, and greeted him cheerfully: "Hey, sir, good afternoon, Chizhang."

Bai Yutang couldn't help laughing, he just took the cat to Zuixian Pavilion for a whole fish feast, and he probably still savors how beautiful this person is!

Yang Chizhang also had a sharp nose, and when he smelled fishy smell on Zhan Zhao, he immediately became interested: "Zhan Zhao, Yutang, have you eaten?"

Zhan Zhao was delighted: "I've eaten it."

"What are you eating?" Yang Chizhang was curious.

"Yutang went to Zuixiange to eat a whole fish banquet. Zuixiange recently invited a master fish cooker. The fish fillets are smooth and tender, and the fish soup is delicious. Especially the fried small crispy fish is spicy and crispy, and black fish tofu The soup is also full of flavor and has a lot of aftertaste.”

Gongsun Ce also showed interest: "Eating more black fish is good for your health. Black fish has the effects of removing blood stasis and promoting regeneration, nourishing and recuperating."

Yang Chizhang immediately wanted to eat more.

Master Bao saw that the four young people below were talking about more and more off topic, the veins on his forehead twitched suddenly, he clenched his hand into a fist and pressed it to his mouth, coughing forcefully.

Zhan Zhao was still happy, talking endlessly: "The boiled fish is also very authentic, and the peppers that are special in Sichuan are used, so it is very spicy and delicious."

"Cough cough cough!!"

Master Bao coughed so hard that his face turned red, and it can be seen from such a dark face that he has turned red, which shows that Master Bao also worked hard.

In order to prevent Mr. Bao from really coughing to death, and a generation of virtuous ministers die young, Gongsun Ce kindly asked, "Why is your lord so sad?"

Usually, no matter how difficult the case is, your lord is calm and composed, with an air of confidence.

Lord Bao frowned: "The emperor called me into the palace today and told me that Zhao Wenxiu's body must be buried in five days. Today is the second day. Time is running out, but the case is still clueless."

"What? You will be buried in five days? Why?" Gongsun Ce was surprised.

"I don't know where Princess Zhaoyang found a feng shui master to calculate that Zhao Wenxiu's failure to be buried after five days will hinder his reincarnation."

Zhan Zhao said angrily: "It's ridiculous, these ghost stories are simply nonsense!"

"Ugh."

Yang Chizhang was not so worried. For a winner in life like Bao Zheng, the protagonist's halo will definitely bless him in the final flop, so he persuaded: "My lord, don't worry too much. Gongsun and I have already found the cause of Zhao Wenxiu's death."

Hearing this, Mr. Bao regained his spirit: "Oh, let's hear it."

"Yes. Your Excellency, Gongsun and I reviewed the medical skills left by Master Gongsun, and found that Zhao Wenxiu was poisoned by a strange Xixia poison called Menglixiang. This poison is colorless and odorless. People who are poisoned often die in their sleep. .”

Xixia?

Master Bao instantly thought of conspiracy, war, royal family and other similar words, and he couldn't stop it for a while.

Zhan Zhao saw Master Bao's strange expression and remained silent, pointed to the person lying on the ground and said, "My lord, this is the old beggar in the south of the city, but he has fallen into some kind of enchantment, we can't wake him up for a while, We can only bring this person back to Kaifeng." Then he said to Gongsun, "Sir, you have excellent medical skills, please show me."

Gongsun Ce nodded, stretched out his finger and lightly placed it on the old man's wrist, and got up suddenly in three seconds!

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

The white palm slapped the old beggar's dirty face several times hard and quickly!

These few slaps were so crisp that the people around were stunned!Even Yang Chizhang could feel the burning pain watching from the side!

Gongsun Ce stood up and rubbed Shan's aching wrist, but a group of people looked at him in awe.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Gongsun Ce was a little embarrassed by the look, and was about to say something to divert his attention.

It just so happened that the people on the ground let out a weak voice, which attracted everyone's attention.

"Where is this place? Hey, fifth master, why are you here? There is also a young and handsome young master?" Bai Yutang and Yang Chizhang.

Zhan Zhao suddenly felt a little upset, he didn't even want to call the old man anymore, but he asked for someone again: "This is the Kaifeng government office, I came here because I want to ask you something."

"Oh..." The old man didn't know where he was thinking, he lay on the ground and couldn't get up: "The little old man has always been law-abiding, and he has never done anything sneaky, how can you knock the little old man out!"

"Bah!" Zhan Zhao wanted to spit at him.

"You still have the nerve to say, if it weren't for me and Yutang, you probably would never have woken up."

After finally explaining what happened before, Zhan Zhao was also curious: "It stands to reason that you are not weak in martial arts, so why did you fall for this low-level ecstasy so easily?"

Everyone is a little speechless as to how advanced the Mihun Xiang, who can wake up with a fan, can go.

The old beggar was a little embarrassed: "I went back to the dilapidated temple after begging yesterday morning, and saw that there was half a roast chicken left by someone who didn't know. Please honor me, and the aroma of the roasted chicken is overflowing, and I couldn't hold it back for a while."

Everyone was a little speechless, this beggar is not only lustful, but also delicious, and he can live to this day without being killed, it is considered that God has the virtue of a good life.

The person who gave the medicine also had a good estimate of the old beggar's temperament, knowing that he might be wary of a whole roast chicken, but not necessarily the leftover half.

Didn't this successfully trick the old man?

Although I really want to ask if he has provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked recently, but there are obviously more important things to ask right now.Zhan Zhao cleared his throat and asked, "We came to you to ask you some news."

The old beggar rubbed his hands, trying to put on a serious face about business: "Master Zhan knows my rules, three messages a day, one message is 1000 taels of silver."

Zhan Zhao was angry: "We just saved your life, isn't your life worth 3000 taels?"

The old beggar was skinless and shameless, and smiled: "Why is my cheap life worth 3000 taels of silver, 3 taels is too much."

Zhan Zhao was so angry that he didn't want to speak anymore.

Bai Yutang tore off the wallet from his waist and threw it into the old beggar's arms, obviously not wanting to hear the two of them arguing anymore, then he winked at Zhan Zhao, which meant—be patient for the time being, and quickly put the money away after asking. Throw the old beggar out.

Zhan Zhao held back his breath and snatched back Bai Yutang's money bag without saying a word, threw the silver inside to the old beggar, and then took back the empty bag.

Hmph, Yutang's purse is also made of high-quality brocade, and then embroidered by a famous embroiderer in the south of the Yangtze River. It is worth a hundred taels, so it won't be given to this annoying old man for nothing!

Closer to home, the rich is the boss, so naturally Bai Yutang asked first.

"I want to know, where did Zhao Wenxiu go when he left the mansion alone?"

The old beggar scratched his head: "This grade is old, and my brain is not working well. Let the little old man think about it. Emmmmm, I remembered, this Zhao Wenxiu is indeed a bit strange. Zhao Wenxiu has quite a literary name when he was young, and he is arrogant and arrogant. , so I have always sneered at those people who sleep in flowers and live in Liusu, and disdain to be with them. But during that time, they went in and out of brothels uncharacteristically."

"The brothel, which brothel?"

"Flower House."

The brothels in the Song Dynasty were not as bad as modern people think. Although the girls in the brothels were humble, they were not equal to sex workers.And most of them are official prostitutes. If there is any official banquet that needs singing and dancing, they will call a few to come.As for other excessive requests, the girl is unwilling to have the right to refuse.The official prostitution system in the Song Dynasty was much stricter than that in the Tang Dynasty. In the late Tang Dynasty, the officialdom was extremely corrupt, and it was common for officials to prostitute themselves.

Gongsun quietly explained to Yang Chizhang beside him that Yang, a country bumpkin, old ideas, had gained some insight.