The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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As night falls, Jiangning is already in sight.

Shortly after experiencing the dinner, Yan Yan listened to some noise outside, and vaguely heard the boatman heard that Jiangning Pier was just around the corner.

"Mother, do you want to go to Xiaolang Jundao? After all, he also helps a lot of mothers." Xing Niang thought for an afternoon, he asked Yan Yan opinions.

"Yeah." Yan Yan should have a voice, "Go here."

The evening green helps the face to wear a cloak.

Song Blue pushed open the door, and then saw Xiaoyue under the moonlight, standing in the doorway, wearing a dark red round neck uniform, ink hair, it looks much more spiritual than in the afternoon.

"Working with the seventeen mothers to announce a sound..." Xiao Yu said half of it, Yan Yan has already appeared at the door.

Xiao Yan naturally floated a smile on his face. "Jiang Ning is here, I will say goodbye to the seventeen mothers."

"Well..." Yan Yan sank for a long while, did not know what to say, had to say: "Xiao Langjun a smooth wind."

"You too." Xiao Xiao smiled, but this smile was obviously a little less joy than the party. In the face of the servant, he could not say anything about his relatives. He only said: "Seventeen mothers have a good rest, to If there is any difficulty in Chang'an, look for me."

"Thank you Xiao Langjun." Yan Yan owed a debt.

"You don't have to be polite." Xiao Yu's hand behind him pinched the contents of the cuff and rushed her slightly, but after all, he couldn't take it out and turned and strode away.

Only after six or seven steps, but behind him, there was a cold voice. "Xiao Langjun has nothing to give me?"

Xiao Yu stayed in the footsteps and turned around. The handsome face smiled and said, "Go to the deck to see the night view of Jiangning."

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The two walked side by side on the deck of the ship, the wind was rushing, and the wind blew through the ears.

Xiao Yu reached out and helped the cockroach to gather a cloak, and the person stood up to the vent, and the tall body blocked the wind from the wind. He took out a thin book from the sleeve and a small porcelain bottle with a red plug. "This is the score of "Guan Shanyue". If you want to practice it, you might use it. This bottle is I have been relieved of seasickness. I used to be seasick, but it has some utility."

"Thank you." Yan Yan did not deny it, stuffing both things into his pocket.

"How do you know that I have something for you?" Xiao Yu asked.

Yan Yan looked up and his quiet eyes stared at him. "You lost so obviously, and you still clenched your sleeves. It is obviously intentional... In fact, what you want to ask is, why do I accept your things? ?"

Xiao Yu is indeed deliberate. Last night, Yan Yan discovered the tricky thing of Mao Shi’s bidding. He also knows a little about it. With his observation, if he does this, Yan Yan will definitely find out that he is only I want to know what Yan Yan is about him.

"Cut the corners." Yan Yan smiled as if the flowers bloomed in the middle of the night. "Although you often wear a mask, I can't see the truth, but it's not good. I know very well. For me, I am self. Will not refuse to be thousands of miles."

"Even if I know that I don't have an attempt?" Xiao Yu has an expectation. Since the last incident in the carriage, he has been much more direct. In front of Yan Yan, he also unloaded his own disguise. Although he sometimes seems to work hard, it is a long-term immersion bureau. For a moment and a half, it is impossible for him to have a red heart like Sang Chen.

"Giving opportunities to others is giving them opportunities. This is not a bad thing." Yan Yan slowly said.

Xiao Yu couldn't restrain her inner joy, and she stretched her arms into her arms. He softened and deliberately avoided her injured arm.

Xiao Yu’s observation of Yan Yan reveals that she is not an impulsive person, nor is she a person who is always in love. Since this decision has been made, it must be well thought out.

This hug did not last long, and only a short five-year Xiao Yu reluctantly let go.

"But this period is half a year." Yan Yan added another sentence.

In the analysis of Yan Yan, love is nothing more than a qualitative change after two different hormones are contacted. Just like chemical experiments, some hormones are naturally attracted to each other. Once contact occurs, qualitative changes occur immediately, and some are through long-term contact fusion. Quantitative changes produce qualitative changes. But for a long time or not, there is no necessary relationship between the process of homogeneity.

Xiao Yu is a good person. Yan Yan has no feeling of rejection at first. She wants to know if it will take a while for the two to have the desired qualitative change.

"Half a year." This matter can not be said, Xiao Yu, even if Zhizhu is in the grip, can not guarantee that Yan Yan will have different feelings for him within half a year. But there is a word called "Letter than No", which is better than nothing.

The two talents said a few more words, they were interrupted by Yan Meiyu. "Xiao Langjun, I heard that you have to disembark in Jiangning?"

"Exactly." Xiao Yu slightly manicured.

Xiao Yu and Yan Meiyu were chilling one or two sentences, and the boat was already docked. Xiao Yu has very few things. There is only one set of official uniforms, two sets of uniforms, and the rest are public.

It was just after the night that the Jiangning Wharf was bustling, mainly for unloading ships, and the docks were also carrying workers.

Yan Yan and Yan Meiyu stood on the side of the fence and watched Yun Yunsheng send Xiao Yu and Liu Qingsong to the boat. Until the boatman’s voice was again sipped, Yan Meiyu took back his eyes and glanced at Yan Yan’s eyes.

In the past and present, Yan Yan and this word have never been smeared. When he was crowned with this name, he could not help but smack two words, "fresh."

Being smashed by "Foxe", Yan Meiyu has seen various reactions, but he has never seen this kind of face, and he looks at the back of Yan Yan and forgets what he wants to say next.

The boat left Jiangning Pier for a long time, Xiao Yu still stood in the shadow.

Liu Qingsong poked his head out from behind him, stretched his neck and looked at Xiaoyan’s eyes and looked at the river’s waters. He coughed. “Jiuro Lang! I don’t want to pour cold water, but I have years of experience in reading the love field and reading countless books. Analyzed……"

After a pause, seeing Xiao Yu did not stop him from speaking, he assuredly continued: "Innumerable stories, the general male actor is full of domineering, there is a kind of defiance, including the heroine's momentum, generally from From the beginning, I was not obsessed with the handsome man, not the cannon fodder or the man."

Liu Qingsong explained the words "cannon fodder" to Xiao Yu early, so it is not too hard to understand.

"Let me tell you anything about this story." Xiao Yu sleeves walked away and said: "I have never seen such an example in the history of the past, and all the messy things are your handwriting."

"Hey, I really don't mean to say that Jiu Lang knows what is called me in the workshop?" Liu Qingsong asked.

Xiao Yu is not salty and not ruthlessly cast a look of reluctance to care, Liu Qingsong will be happy to say: "There is a count, a thousand years after knowing a thousand years, the people called Liu Banxian."

"Six months ago, you said that you called the title of "Da Tangshang Langzhong". Four months ago, it was a 'Yufu Shen Medicine'. A month ago, it was a 'Friend of Women'. In the past ten years, your title has been changed almost every month. How many? Faith?" Xiao Yu is in a good mood and does not have a general knowledge with Liu Qingsong.

"How powerful is it before you met the seventeen-nine-year-old girl. Hey! The beauty is so beautiful, and countless heroes are bent to the waist." Liu Qingsong replied with a question.

After a pause, I suddenly asked: "After this, after Chang'an, can you no longer tie up Sangchen?"

Xiao Liu has long been eccentric about Liu Qingsong’s way of jumping and shifting topics. For this question, he decided to remain silent: Curious Liu Qingsong.

On the first look at him scratching his heart and scratching the liver for a long time, Xiao Xiao smiled like a smile: "Want to know? Want to know, tell me honestly when you smashed "Guansan Moon" to the seventeen mothers."

Liu Qingsong shot his head, the hate in my heart! It’s all the catastrophe of Yan Yan, you said that you have nothing to blame, even if you say it, you can’t just finish it yourself? I have to push him here.

Yan Yan pushed it smoothly, but Liu Qingsong could be bitter. Xiao Yu’s **** is not to quit, but it is an unscrupulous means to foresee how difficult he is in the future.

The wind on the river gradually stopped after the middle of the night. The moon on August 16 was bright, the fog was thin, and the speed of the boat began to speed up.

The symptoms of the seasickness were much better, and soon I entered the dream. Many familiar faces in the dream swayed in front of the eyes, Xiao Yu, Su Fu, Sang Chen, Li Wei... There are many faces that have never been seen. With a little closer to Chang'an, these people's faces swept.

Wake up the next day, Yan Yan knows those strange faces, but she is imagined according to historical records. Chang Sun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Cheng Yaojin, etc., there are many people in the Tang Dynasty, thinking that they will have the opportunity to see the true meaning of these people, and the calm heart has always been a big wave.

"Mother, can you wash?" asked the greener when he was awakened.

There is less water available for use on board, so it is also a province that saves you from being washed several times a day.

"Knock your teeth, don't wash your face." Yan Yandao.

When the evening green got the words, he and Xiaoman went to the cabin to lift the water.

Xiaoman is the person who Gao sent to Zhuang, and the sales deed is also in the hands of Gao, but I don’t know what it is. Gao’s even gave her a deduction to Yan Yan.

Yan Yan suddenly wondered if she should continue to trust Xiaoman, so that she would not have to be on the service for the time being.

After the washing is finished, Yan Yan will go to the deck to enjoy the scenery.

The more you went north, the more cold it was. The wind of the river was already with the meaning of biting bones. It was close to the cloak and looked at the gradually changing buildings on both sides of the river. Yan Yan felt as if the Huji wine cellar and the fresh clothes were angry and open. Chang'an has gradually approached her.

The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away.

Do not swear by the emperor, and know the heavens.

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Article 9 is a city of Mo Li, and thousands of households open on the door.

The re-route is slanting through the view, and the cross is directly pointing to the Phoenix Terrace.

- "Dong Jing Pian" Tang Luo Binwang

Volume II Emperor Beijing Fu

Where did the falling flowers go, and laughed into the Huji wine cellar.

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