Chapter 1092

To prove the real fatal injury of hookah death.

Ji Yun Shu brought some small quantities of Baijiu, clean white paper and some camphor juice.

Then the previous experiment was carried out on the head of the deceased.

To verify whether the wound on the occipital bone of the skeleton is fatal? Or an old wound?

She first painted camphor juice on the pillow bones, and then soaked the paper on the top of the baijiu.

After a while.

The paper with a touch of Baijiu shows a faint light red.

In other words, the wound was caused before the death of the deceased.

It's fatal!

She got the answer she wanted, but her heart was very heavy.

Although she had long thought of the result.

But my heart is still like pressing a huge stone.

At this moment, she can be sure that the death of hookah is the beginning of the whole homicide!

It can be said to be the fuse.

She took off her gloves and covered the bones with white cloth. After finishing, she went out and told the bodyguards: "you stay here and don't let anyone near the bones. When the case is over, you can bury them back."

"Yes."

"Also, let the guards of the Yizhuang give some incense to the dead later."

"Yes!"

The bodyguard replied seriously.

The voice is neat.

Jing Rong heard the sound and looked inside before asking her, "have you experienced it?"

"Yes." She nodded, then looked at Song Zhi, "son song, I want you to do me a favor."

This is why Ji Yunshu said "even if you don't come to me, I'll go to you"?

Song Zhi held out his chest and said solemnly, "as long as song can do it, you can say it."

"I need you... To write a new play book for me."

New playbook?

Confused.

……

So that day, Song Zhi wrote a new play book according to Ji Yunshu's requirements.

Until the evening.

The new script was finally completed!

Give it to Ji Yunshu.

Ji Yunshu was very satisfied after reading it.

Then let Baiyin go out with a new play book and explain something.

the second day.

Ji Yunshu stayed in the inn all day.

No case!

Not even mention it.

Looks leisurely.

Jing Rong asked Song Zhi to come and read some play books in the room.

Song Zhi sat opposite him like a child accepting criticism.

Wait for Jing Rong to publish his "feeling after reading".

In fact, the plots of those plays are generally written, and there is even nothing to see. No wonder Song Zhi has eaten the "soil" for so many years. Of course, it is not his bad writing, but his too literary and artistic writing.

It's too poetic!

Only words, not plot.

Naturally, there is nothing to see.

Coupled with Song Zhi's reluctance to rush, he refused to write those vulgar books.

However, he is a scholar after all!

Seeing that Jing Rong was so serious, Song Zhi blushed and said, "I'm really ashamed. I'm afraid what I wrote can't get into the eyes of strong men."

Jing Rong raised his eyes and said, "good diction!"

"Everyone says so, but the situation is endless."

"It will get better and better."

"Maybe." Song Zhi stopped talking again and said, "in fact, you told me yesterday. I thought about it all night."

Upon hearing this, Jing Rong put down the script in his hand and seriously asked him, "what do you think?" "Although the officialdom is dark, if I take part in the imperial examination and gain fame, I'm afraid I'll be in a deep puzzle in the future. But as you said, the wick burns out at night, thousands of acres of fertile fields are at home, the umbrella rain can be avoided, and the car mark is in a hurry. If I have this, I should show my talents. If I can be an official, I must work for the people

Well being. "

It can be seen that Song Zhi is going to take part in the imperial examination!

Jingrong understood what he meant: "there are still two or three months left for the spring palace in March. It's too late."

"As soon as the case is closed, I'm going to leave for Gaoding." Song Zhi made a decision.

"I'll congratulate you in advance on your bright future."

"Thank you, hero."

"You don't have to call me a strong man all the time. My last name is Jing."

"Young master Jing." Song Zhi raised his hand as a gift.

Always polite.

Jingrong didn't tell him he was going to Gaoding, thinking that when the matter passed, everyone would go their separate ways!

It's not appropriate to involve too much.

At this time——

A voice came in.

"Why don't you get down to business?"

It's Li Cheng.

He trotted in.

Look worried.

As soon as Song Zhi saw him, he immediately got up and saluted, "Cheng Shizi."

Li Cheng didn't like those false rites. The folding fan in his hand was buckled on Song Zhi's elbow and gently lifted up, "I'm not a big man. What kind of ceremony!"

"Last time, thank you for your help. Otherwise, I'm afraid song has been convicted."

"Just a little effort." Li Chengyang frowned, looked at him up and down, and said, "it seems that Lord Zhuo is very efficient. He let you out so soon. I thought the old guy would shut you up for a few days."

This

Song Zhi doesn't know how to answer him!

Li Cheng stopped chatting with him. Instead, he looked at Jing Rong and asked, "I knocked on the young master's door just now, but she refused to open it for me. What are you doing? The sun is about to set, and it will be two days."

Typical acute child!

As a reminder.

Jing Rong looked at the sky and said, "the time hasn't come yet."

"Soon!"

"How long is it?"

"This..." Li Cheng said, licking his lips, sat down on the stool, poured a glass of water and gulped down.

He noticed several play books in front of Jing Rong, grabbed them and read them.

After reading a few pages, his eyes lit up and asked, "who wrote this? It's so beautiful!"

Nice writing?

As the saying goes, radishes and vegetables have their own love.

No matter how bad the plot written by Song Zhi is, several crooked melons and split dates like it.

For example - Li Cheng!

Song Zhi was embarrassed and said, "I wrote this."

"You wrote it? Good guy, what a talent."

"Where, where."

"Don't be modest!" Li Cheng continues to watch.

I saw it all.

Became Song Zhi's little fan brother.

Until the sun sets.

Ji Yunshu went out of the room.

Baiyin also came back from the outside and said to her, "it's all arranged."

"Is there a mistake?"

"Don't worry, I watched it myself."

"That's good."

Ji Yunshu went to Jingrong's room.

As soon as the door opened, I saw three big men crowded into a room at the moment.

They were silent around the table.

The picture is a little happy!

Hot eyes.

Song Zhi is still the first person to get up, very polite.

Li Cheng is still watching with a play book.

Frown and think about the next plot.

I feel the story inside is stirring!

Jing Rong looked at Ji Yunshu, then took another look at Bai Yin, and already understood.

Ji Yunshu smiled and said to the three men, "let's go to the theatre together."

Go to the theatre?

As soon as Li Cheng heard this, he immediately put down the script and turned around and asked, "see the play? What play?" "Of course it's a good play!"