The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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“I don’t know which one is best in the poems tonight?” asked Yan Yanyang.

On the river surface, the people discussed it for a long while, and went to inquire about the opinions of several busy Confucian scholars. Finally, they decided to make the next squad. Zhang Fei volunteered and said: “Today’s Yunxiaodu Bridge is not the same. I like to open the makeup mirror and wear a needle to pay attention to the moon.”

That smug look, as if this poem is what he did.

This is the poem of the Qixi Festival. To be honest, if the original master is somewhat self-cultivating, it is difficult for Yan Yan to understand the emotions. When I was practicing forensic medicine, because I wanted to read Song Ci’s “Washing Collection”, Yan Yan had also studied it for a while, but it was not a level to understand and understand the feelings expressed in poetry.

Yan Yan silently counted the poems she still remembered in her heart. In the end, she sighed and could remember all of them. There were only about ten, about “Wu Wo Day Noon”, “Two Huang Yiming Cui Liu”, and Tanabata. It’s not at all.

With the beauty of Yan Yan, if she believes that the soul has passed through this matter, she will certainly recite the complete works of Li Baishi and be prepared.

When I think of Li Bai, Yan Yan thinks for a moment and says: “I am a poem. If you can’t make a poem with a higher mood, please let me go.”

Great tone! The faces of the people on the river face were horrified, slowed down, but they felt disdainful. The girls were somewhat talented, and they could not be higher than the Lang Jun who had been studying in the day.

“Mother can not let Yan Shilang do the work.” Zhang Fei immediately said.

Although Yun Yunsheng did not enter the state, he did not test his fame, but everyone knows that his cultivation is not low, just because he was a merchant, he could not enter the official.

“Good.” Yan Ying Yingsheng.

There is silence on the Pingjiang River. Only the sound of water flows. Whether it is the young Lang Jun or the famous celebrity, they stop to listen and listen. On Qi’s ship, a group of noble women stood along the fence, Qi Liu Niang stared straight at the ship of Yan Yan, with a little bit of complexity in the cold look.

Qi Yuxiu whispered: “When the Seventeen Niangnier will release such a big talk, I want to come to the chest. Is it a premeditated thing to do today? Just to grab the position of the Six Sisters?”

Because I have seen the calm posture of Yan Yan in Yinfu facing the body, Qi Yuxiu has lost a bit of rejection to her, but she has not yet reached the favorite.

Qi Liu Niang licked her lips, but her eyebrows twitched slightly.

Yan Meiyu is a grin, and she has a few pounds and a few pounds. She is clear again! If not by the ten brothers, she can make a good poem! Thinking of Yun Yunsheng, Yan Meiyu’s heart is a burst of coping. The original ten brother was also good for her, but now she was robbed by Yan Yan. She is eager to make a fool in front of all Suzhou people.

Everyone has their own minds, and in the cabin, the sound of cold and quiet is slowly coming out. “Zhao Kezhen Hu Wei, Wu Hook Frost Xueming. Silver saddle shines white horse, like a meteor. Ten steps to kill one person, no miles .Hello.”

The face of the river is in vain, this is not the “Qi Xi poem”, but the assassin! And between the words, heroic, the assassin who buried his name and lived the lowest life, described it so noble and noble.

The cold and indifferent voice of Yan Yan is not big. With the cold wind and the wind blowing away, the feeling of taking people’s life and raising their hands is rendered to the fullest.

I was assassinated by Su Fu. I didn’t know who was it. It was just a moment of riots. Afterwards, I left without a sigh. So the rest did not know that there was an assassin tonight.

Yan Yan knows this, and dares to recite this poem with confidence.

Just as everyone thought that the poem had been finished, but he listened to Yan Yan and continued to swear: “Come through the Xinling drink, take off the sword and knees before the cross. Will Zhuhai, hold the 觞 觞 嬴 嬴 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯 杯It’s light. After the eyes are hot, the scent is neonatal.”

“Save Zhao Jinjin hammer, first shocked. Qianqiu two strong men, 烜he Daliangcheng. The death of the sorrowful bones, not the world of English. Who can book the Lord, Bai Xuanjing.”

The next two paragraphs are about the story of Xinlingjun and Hou Yu and Zhu Hai. The knights were able to get to know the Lord, and the Lord used the knight’s brave tactics to accomplish a career, and the knights became famous. Even if they did not succeed, they would still be famous.

Everyone was shocked by the poetry of this poem, but also sighed. It was not a singer, but a knight.

During the Zhenguan years, there was still a great advocacy of force. Besides, which man’s heart did not have a chivalrous dream? This poem is open-minded and sturdy, and it shakes everyone’s heart.

There is no sound on the river for a long time.

Even those big Confucians listened to this poem, but they were also awkward, so arrogant and generous, even Lang Jun was ashamed.

“Is this “Knights”, can you let me go?” Yan Yan is slightly intolerant.

Sometimes it is not that you don’t want to compare, you can stay out of the way, this is the world, and Yan Yan’s mind is figuring out whether it is necessary to find a time to dissect a body in public, so that after Suzhou people mention the seventeen mothers, it is fearful to avoid Not too late, such a boring comparison, really not her favorite.

Moreover, there are a few drops of ink in the belly of the abdomen. I am very clear and can resolve it once, the second time, and countless times later?

Everyone naturally did not want to let her go immediately, but everyone present, including a big Confucian, for a moment and a half, who can make a poem that “Knights”?

Therefore, whether you like it or not, you have also opened the way to the ship.

The boat was wandering in the water, and the sky in the cabin stared at Yan Yan, saying: “A Yan’s poem, generous and free, ambition, even the big Confuss are compared!”

Yan Yan smiled lightly. “This poem is just what I heard. I have read books for a few years. I don’t know if I am a teenager. How can I make these verses?”

Yun Yunsheng nodded and immediately worried about her: “Who is this poem made? If someone is told that you use a verse, it is not good for your reputation… If you know who this person is, it is better…”

“Buy money to buy?” Yan Yan interface.

Yan Yunsheng has obviously never done this kind of thing, listening to Yan Yan so straightforward, suddenly blushing.

“You also said that this poem is generous and free, and the poet will be an open-minded, noble person. How can he bend for money?” Yan Yan also knows that Yun Yunsheng cares about her, her heart is warm, and she speaks and says: “The ten brothers have to worry, I know this person for a long time, and I promise that I won’t go to the east.”

When Yun Yunsheng saw her so determined, it was only after the heart came out that the probe looked out of the window, and the Pingjiang River resumed its noisy, as if it were more than before.

“Tea, let’s go back.” Yan Yan said lightly.

This is the end of the matter, and if I go shopping, I am afraid that it will cause more troubles.

Yun Yunsheng also agreed, so the famous boatman moored the boat to a deserted shore, and took the boat with Yan Yan. After a walk, he saw the market and soon saw the market.

“Isn’t it tired? Do you want your eldest brother to carry you?” Yun Yunsheng saw the bright sweat of the nose and couldn’t help but ask.

“I am so big, I still let my brother carry it, not a system.” Yan Yan’s tone of Xing Niang, right color.

Yan Yunsheng was described as amused by her, and her smile was like a sly moon, reflecting the dimly lit river bank, but Xiaoyun smiled and smiled, but her heart was awkward. After all, they have grown up, and they can no longer be as close as they were when they were young.

The two walked quietly on the embankment, getting closer and closer to the market, and suddenly heard the sound of snoring nearby.

Jin Yun gave birth to a meal, grabbed Yan Yan’s wrist and glanced at the sound. He was about to speed up his steps. From a piece of willow forest, there was a female voice. “Shi Lang… Do you know…”

The voice was warm, with a touch of resentment, and a looming tenderness. “Do you know that in this river, there is a woman.”

Yan Yan lived in Yun Yunsheng, and compared him to a quiet gesture, walking gently toward the sound.

After hiding in a thick willow tree, the two looked slightly into the head. From the gap in the woods, they saw a Chinese man lying in the grass beside the river bank. They couldn’t see the face, the river wind was blowing, and the air was floating. The strong taste of the wine is drunk.

And the woman, an apricot gauze skirt, fluttering, leaning over the slim hand to gently caress the man’s face, low-browed eyebrows, small nose and lips, with a touch of smile, It seems to be joyful, but also seems to hate, back to the moonlight, showing a bit sullen.

It is Yin Yi. When Yan Yan heard the sound, she recognized her.

Fang Cai Yin called a “Si Lang”, is it difficult for the drunk man to be Qin Shilang?

“Shiroro.” Yin Yan sighed, quietly looking at Qin Musheng for a while, suddenly and suddenly dragged him, and struggling to walk toward the river.

Just a distance away from the distance, Yin Mu and a scorpion will bring Qin Musheng, who is tall and strong, to the river.

In the moonlight, her white forehead oozes fine sweat, her hair is slightly scattered, her hair is blown up by the wind, and she is attached to the face. She smiles like a flower, and she always shows a kind of sorrow and laugh. Intertwined, hidden and crazy, “Qin Silang, Qin Musheng, today is her sacrifice day, we will die together, go find her.”

“I can’t live anymore…” Yin said, the fog in his eyes gathered, and his tears fell down his cheeks.

Yan Yunsheng’s arm was a little harder, and he sent a question to Yan Yan, and Yan Yan shook his head.

The two stood in the same place and continued to listen.

“Niang!” A girl with a light pink skirt, hurriedly ran over with her sister-in-law, and saw Yin Yin crying with pears and rain, and quickly said: “Mother calm, past things, let it go, mother It should be put down.”

The waiter softly comforted, and quickly helped Yin Yin to organize the makeup.

“Mother, let’s go, the people there have already gathered together, and the needle is well-behaved.” The aunt saw the drunken Qin Shilang on the ground and pulled up Yin Yin.

Yin Yan closes her lips and glances at Qin Musheng deeply before she turns to leave.

“A Yan!” Qin Musheng suddenly grabbed her ankle and asked for help with a drunkenness: “A Yan, don’t go.”

Yin Yan turned back and trembled: “What do you say?”

“Mother, don’t take care of him, let’s go.” The aunt looked down and forced Qin Musheng’s hand.

Qin Musheng shouted loudly. “A Yan, A Yan, don’t quit, I won’t be tempted in the future.”

Yun Yunsheng couldn’t help but look down at Yan Yan, but he was destined to see no movement from her face. The pair of quiet eyes stared at the riverside quietly, as if the phrase “A Yan” in Qin Musheng’s mouth was Others are average.

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