Chapter 129

Early the next morning, Kong Changhui knocked on Bingwen's door, faster and faster.

Holding a bleary face, Bing Wen opened the door and asked weakly, "what are you doing in the early morning?"

"Didn't you make an appointment early in the morning?" Kong Changhui's self righteous rhetorical question.

"You can't go at dawn. The Dali Temple hasn't opened yet." Bingwen replied angrily.

I was about to close the door and sleep for a while, but I saw Kong Changhui put his feet in the crack of the door and said, "I'll wake you up by pinching this hour. Get up, wash and have breakfast. When we go to Xiang Taiyi, it's time. Then we go to Dali Temple together. Isn't the time just right?"

"Stop reading, stop reading, be afraid. I can't get up yet." Bingwen raised his hands in surrender and opened the door.

In Kong Changhui's nagging voice, Bingwen quickly cleared his face and followed Kong Changhui to the pavilion in the backyard.

Jiaoshi had already put breakfast on the stone table. Now it was just early summer, and the cool morning wind came to his face, blowing away all the remaining sleepiness of Bingwen.

Seeing that Bingwen was in high spirits, Kong Changhui couldn't help laughing and said, "look, how fresh and pleasant the morning air is. You sleep until the sun rises. How long have you not seen the sunrise?"

It's true, except that early summer morning letters can make him get up early.

In the past, Bingwen was used to going to bed late and getting up late.

"Why didn't you call Shang Xie Jiming and Shi Zhongfei together?" Bingwen asked while eating.

"Oh, I can't speak. If he asks something, if I accidentally leak my mouth, I'll drag them down together for nothing." Up to now, Kong Changhui believes that this case is a thankless and offensive matter.

He always looks like a great enemy and looks like death at home.

Bingwen shook his head and didn't know how to explain it. He simply didn't eat or sleep and ate up.

In fact, Kong Changhui is not to blame. He has never experienced any strange events.

He studied diligently since childhood and went to Beijing for the examination after many years. He compiled the book after the title of the golden list.

For a long time, my life has been in good order. Suddenly, Bingwen has been dragged into such an old case. It is inevitable to be terrified and nervous.

After the two finished their meal, they got up and went out to the house of doctor Xiang.

After Bingwen knocked on the door this time, the boy immediately smiled, opened the door and said to him, "doctor Xiang has been waiting for now for a long time. Please come in."

Bingwen nodded and went into Xiang's house with Kong Changhui. Xiang Chengfang dressed neatly early in the morning. At this time, he finally waited for them and said after a salute: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The two returned a salute and Bingwen said with a smile, "let's go now?"

Xiang Chengfang made a gesture of invitation and led them out of the house again.

When he got out of the house, Bingwen led the way.

"Doctor Xiang can eat too early?" Kong Changhui greeted Xiang Chengfang.

"Yes, both of you have?" Xiang Chengfang then exchanged greetings.

Both nodded.

"Where are we going now?" Xiang Cheng just reacted that he didn't even know where to check.

"Dali temple." Bingwen replied.

"Who is the dead?" Xiang Chengfang asked casually.

Kong Changhui pulled the corners of his mouth and looked at Bingwen.

"Doctor Xiang, don't ask for the time being. I'll talk to you in detail after the inspection." Bingwen prevaricated.

Xiang Chengfang didn't care. He asked casually. Seeing that Bingwen was inconvenient to answer, he stopped asking questions.

Kong Changhui changed the subject, and the three chatted and walked slowly to Dali temple.

When the party arrived at the door, the three looked at each other. Bingwen's eyes motioned Kong Changhui to go up and report to himself.

Kong Changhui had no choice but to step forward and say to the officers and soldiers, "the Imperial Academy compiled Kong Changhui to ask to see Lord Hu."

Xiaobing glanced at him, turned to Bingwen and Xiang Chengfang, and asked politely, "are there any childe Bingwen among them?"

"I am." Bingwen took a step forward when he heard the speech.

"Please come here, Mr. Bingwen. Lord Hu knows you're coming and has been waiting for you for a long time." The officers and soldiers immediately squeezed out a smile on their faces, made a gesture of invitation and led the way.

Kong Changhui and Xiang Chengfang looked at each other and followed up.

"When did you make an appointment with Lord Hu?" Kong Changhui took two quick steps and asked with Bingwen in his ear.

Bingwen shook his head and asked for a fart.

Hu Yingmao was also an expert. He threw the hot potato to him and estimated that he would follow. He probably ordered the officers and soldiers at the door early in the morning to wait for him to deal with the corpse.

Kong Changhui saw Bingwen shaking his head and didn't ask much, so he followed him all the way to the front hall.

When they met Hu Yingmao, they all saluted. Kong Changhui and Xiang Chengfang reported their identities respectively.

"Kong Changhui, the editor of the Imperial Academy, met Lord Hu."

"Xiang Chengfang, a doctor of xiaguantai hospital, has seen Lord Hu."

"No need to be polite." Hu Yingmao nodded and looked at them more.

A writer also came to this muddy water?

And that contractor, as a person of the Taiyuan hospital, dare to intervene in this case?

The courage is very fat

Although Hu Yingmao was puzzled in his heart, he remained calm and said with a smile to Bingwen: "childe Bingwen, let's go to the cold cellar now?"

Good guy, Hu Yingmao is actually steering according to the wind.

Seeing that the corpse was the younger brother of the nine door warden, it was unexpectedly sent from the morgue to the cold cellar.

Kong Changhui doesn't know the particularity of cold cellar yet.

So he stood quietly aside.

However, Xiang Chengfang knows that those who can enter the cold cellar are officials.

But I haven't heard of any adult's death recently, and it's still this kind of murder that can't be tolerated in the world.

"Is the corpse an adult?" Xiang Chengfang asked with fear.

Hu Yingmao was delighted. It turned out that the doctor Xiang was not bold and fat. He didn't know at all. He was deceived by Bingwen.

In that case, he could not easily expose Bingwen, so he had to say to Xiang Chengfang, "no, it's a white body. It's not because it's Bingwen's son who wants to check. In order to keep it properly, I sent it to the cold cellar."

Bingwen saw Xiang Chengfang's original appearance and didn't say much. He said to Hu Yingmao, "please, Lord Hu."

Hu Yingmao called the storage hall and introduced it to the three people: "this is the storage hall for processing the remains of Lord Hui. The corpse was also inspected by him before, so let him lead the way."

Upon hearing the speech, the storage hall saluted and led the way.

The party came to the open space at the back door of Dali temple, and Xiang Chengfang sighed.

On the day of the caesarean section of Lord Hui, he also came.

It's a pity that even this open space can't squeeze in.

Now I see that I'm going to go to the cold cellar. That's the cold cellar that only officials with more than five grades can enter that day.

In my heart, I was excited for a moment