Chapter 42 I’m here to pick up my brother

Song Zhen was sitting in the check-in room, looking at Yang Xuan's back as he left, and suddenly smiled.

"Using Jin Wuwei's methods seems to be cunning, but he can also put aside fame, wealth and credit for the sake of his brothers. This is stubbornness, cunning and perseverance... interesting."

The little official who started the attack said: "Shang Shu, please ask me over there..."

Previously, a comrade of Song Zhen's in the army came over. After some joking, he mentioned the idea of ​​asking Song Zhen to help reconcile Zhou Yan and Yang Xuan.

Song Zhen picked up the document and suddenly thought of those years of fighting with each other. There was a hint of awe in his eyebrows, "Go tell him that what the bad handsome man wants is not credit, but justice. If he doesn't want to lose his security in the end, he can take it back."

Claw, otherwise...I will not be able to help but chop it off!"

The junior official knew that the minister meant what he said, but he still couldn't help but pretend that he was a confidant and said, "Shang Shu, for a young man..."

Song Zhen said calmly: "The Tang Dynasty has become decadent in recent years. As the Minister of the Ministry of War, I know it very well. With one more young talent, the Tang Dynasty will have more vitality in the future. Now that I have met him, if I don't protect him, can I just watch him being destroyed?"

Are those flies and dogs drowned?"

The clerk resigned, Song Zhen raised his head, his eyes filled with memories.

"Why wasn't I so stubborn when I was young?"

…

Yang Xuan returned home.

Jia Ren had already changed his clothes and said, "I have met Mr. Lang."

"Raise horses in the front yard." Yang Xuan assigned the old thief his duties.

After a while, he entered the room, and Cao Ying followed him, "Lang Jun, this man is an old thief, what's the use of keeping him?"

"Let's take a look first." Yang Xuan asked, "How is the business over there?"

"It's hot." Cao Ying was quite happy, "The fourth lady hired some people, and now it's getting bigger and bigger."

Yang Xuan nodded, "I'll take a look later."

He had some ideas in his mind, but he had to wait until Bao Dong was over before he could do them.

Lunch is ramen.

Yang Xuan, Cao Ying, and Yiniang slowly enjoyed the delicious food.

"Passing gods please enjoy first!"

The three of them turned their heads and saw Jia Ren holding a bowl and praying into the void.

Cao Ying raised her head and glanced at Yi Niang, then looked at Yang Xuan.

"Mr. Lang..." Thinking of the old thief's identity as a tomb robber, this pre-dinner discussion was a bit scary.

"Is this worshiping gods?" Yang Xuan's eyelids were twitching.

Jia Ren sat down and said, "Yes!"

Is this a magic trick coming?

After finishing a bowl, Jia Ren said awkwardly: "I haven't eaten for a day..."

"Go and serve it yourself." Yi Niang pointed to the kitchen.

After a while, the sound of scraping clay pots came from the kitchen.

Yang Xuan shouted: "No licking!"

A picture emerged in the minds of Yi Niang and Cao Ying: Jia Ren scraped the bottom of the jar with a spoon until he couldn't bear the last bit of residue and soup, so he stuck out his tongue to lick it...

No way?

But they both looked at Yang Xuan at the same time. Cao Ying sighed and Yi Niang was angry.

What exactly did Lang Jun go through?

Yang Xuan ate the noodles and ordered: "Jia Ren goes to find out where the home of Jinwu guard Cao Huangli is, and go in to find some things."

"What?" Jia Ren stood up.

"Irregular things."

Jia Ren didn't hesitate, "I'll go take a look now."

After he left, Yi Niang and Cao Ying complained, "What are these old thieves doing here?"

After lunch, Yang Xuan went to Wannian County.

Zhao Guolin and Wen Xinshu have arrived.

He also brought two women.

One looks a little charming, and the other is a fat woman with a flattering smile.

"I've met Yang Shuai." The charming woman's name is Zhixiang.

Yang Xuan looked her up and down. Although she was a bit charming, she wasn't to the extent that her clients would bleed, right?

"Tell me, how did that man die?"

Zhixiang said honestly: "Just...spurt blood and die."

Yang Xuan asked: "Where is the blood spurting?"

He checked the information for this, and Suzaku said that the wind would not spurt blood immediately.

Zhixiang lowered her head and whispered: "Spray up and down."

Just thinking about that scene for a moment made Yang Xuan's spine tingle.

Then she interrogated the madam, who swore that someone just came to warn her not to change her story.

"The wife of the deceased is here."

Zhao Guolin and Wen Xinshu were both at a loss, but Yang Xuan was very confident.

The deceased's wife came, dressed in white and looking very pitiful.

"Which doctor did he usually go to?"

Yang Xuan's question was direct and sudden. The deceased's wife subconsciously said: "Doctor Wang from Daodefang."

"Bring it here."

Doctor Wang came with a medical kit on his back and looked a little busy. As soon as he arrived, he glanced at everyone present and looked extremely professional.

"I've met Yang Shuai."

Yang Xuan seemed to be sitting there with his knees relaxed and reading a book. When he heard the sound, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Did the deceased suffer from gastrointestinal diseases before he was alive?"

The doctor nodded, "Yang Shuai actually knew?" He glanced at the deceased's wife, but what he saw was the shock on the woman's face.

Yang Shuai had no idea?

The two of them were already shocked. Yang Xuan struck while the iron was hot, "Have you ever vomited blood?"

The doctor covered his forehead and said, "I think about it... By the way, five years ago, he drank too much and vomited blood, and I saved him."

Yang Xuan stood up and said, "Go to Jinwu Guard."

In the earphones, Qingque is still talking...

"...Stomach bleeding is the most likely cause of death by vomiting blood, followed by tuberculosis, but tuberculosis means coughing up blood...so stomach bleeding is the most likely..."

Yang Xuan asked softly: "Then how did Ma Feng die?"

Suzaku: "It's so cool."

Yang Xuan: "..."

Jin Wuwei, Zhou Yangang got furious and smashed his own room into a mess.

Huang Li came back, and Zhou Yan snorted coldly, "Yang Xuan, are you willing to stop?"

He was at the critical moment of promotion, and the more negative things he had, the less likely it would be, so even if he hated Yang Xuan to the core, he was still willing to swallow the bitterness and choose to shake hands and make peace.

In his opinion, Yang Xuan should be flattered.

Huang Li raised his head and said, "He refused."

"Bitch slave, what does he want?" Zhou Yan had blue veins popping out on his forehead.

Huang Li smiled bitterly, "He wants justice for Bao Dong."

"Fair?" Zhou Yan was stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

He burst into tears as he laughed, "Hey! I used to be so stubborn back then, but I soon learned... There is no justice in officialdom."

"Vice General Zhou, Yang Xuan came with his people and said they wanted to conduct an autopsy."

Because the case had not been solved, the wife of the deceased refused to let the body be buried, saying that if she was wronged, she would become a ghost or something.

When everyone came to the front, Yang Xuan led two of his men, plus Zhixiang and Lao Bustard, as well as the deceased's wife and Dr. Wang.
To be continued...