My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 174 The third master is exposed

"Nurse is avenging the former prince." Rueqing said.

Yang Jiu was stunned, "That lustful prince who drowned?"

"Nurse seems to be having an affair with the former prince." Jueqing didn't know the specific situation, it probably was like this.

Now that the nanny has been thrown into the prison with six doors, it will depend on how Wu Sanyue will deal with it later.

This nanny was doing her best to take care of Li Xingjiang, and she was as close to Li Xingjiang as a mother and son, and she also won Wu Sanyue's trust.

With such a result, I believe Wu Sanyue will feel bad too.

"Master Yang has to leave so early, but he has to go back..." Jueqing showed a smile that you understand me and everyone understands.

There is a beautiful girl waiting in the body sewing shop, any man, how can he be in the mood to sew a body?

After nightfall, it must be beautiful to sleep with your arms in your arms.

Yang Jiu frowned and asked, "Jueqing, did you just come back from Saint?"

"The sage is still reviewing the memorials. I'm really tired." Jueqing shook his head lightly.

After the two left the East Factory side by side, Yang Jiu walked to the other side.

"Master Yang, the corpse shop is here." Jueqing hastily reminded.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "I'll go to the palace to find the saint."

Unfeeling and speechless.

As a corpse maker, Yang Jiu can enter and leave the palace at will, even in Kui Ye.

When Wu Sanyue woke up from Huang Liang's dream, she would always be fully dressed, looking a little messy, but not completely naked.

Sometimes she also recalls whether those memories are dreams.

But is there such a real dream in this world?
A dream that repeats itself again and again, unlikely.

Faced with a mountain of memorials, every time she wakes up, she still can't help but review them.

Maybe if she slows down for a day, many people will die because of this day.

"Saint, Lord Yang is seeking an audience outside." A father-in-law suddenly came in and said.

Wu Sanyue was slightly stunned, and said, "Let him in."

Yang Jiu walked very fast, and when she appeared, Wu Sanyue smiled and asked, "Miss me?"

"I want to sew up the body of His Royal Highness's nanny." Yang Jiu said directly to the business.

Wu Sanyue frowned, and said: "I plan to keep her whole body, after all, she didn't attack Jiang'er."

"San Yue, tell me the truth, but you ordered her to poison the late emperor?" Yang Jiu asked again.

Wu Sanyue frowned, got up slowly, stepped in front of Yang Jiu, and said seriously: "I have no reason to kill the late emperor."

Even if the first emperor was not poisoned, he would not live long if he was as lustful and indulged in excess.

Besides, the first emperor was much older than Wu Sanyue, even if Wu Sanyue wanted to be emperor, he could afford to wait.

In fact, when the late emperor was about to die, she hadn't prepared for anything, so she was anxious to renew the late emperor's life.

"Then chop off the nanny's head and hand over the body to me. If this matter is not found out, I'm afraid you will not be safe in the palace in March." Yang Jiu said.

Wu Sanyue quietly looked into Yang Jiu's eyes, those clear eyes were obviously worried.

"I said, I will definitely support what you want to do." Wu Sanyue smiled.

Seeing that Yang Jiu likes to sew corpses so much, if she is not worried that Yang Jiu's body will be exhausted, she would be willing to hand over all the corpses in the world to Yang Jiu to sew.

Yang Jiu took the initiative to kiss Wu Sanyue on the cheek, then turned and left.

Wu Sanyue covered her face and stayed in place for a long, long time before showing a peach blossom-like smile.

Then she sent someone to spread the word that Zhuge Zhengxiong would chop off the nanny's head tomorrow and send it to Yangjiu's body sewing shop at night.

In the future, if Yang Jiu wanted to sew anyone, he would just chop off the head and send it over.

Back at the corpse shop, Gan Sisi was sound asleep.

Yang Jiu soaked her feet and got into bed naked.

After dawn, the two of them were still lying in bed, when they were suddenly disturbed by cat meowing.

Yang Jiu lifted the quilt and saw the orange cat squatting on the ground with its family members, and looked at them curiously.

Gan Sisi, who was riding on Yang Jiu, felt quite embarrassed, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Yang Jiu scolded: "What are you looking at, Daju, have you never done such a thing?"

The orange cat showed contempt, meowed a few times, and gestured a few times with its paws, to the effect that Baiyun was going back to her mother's house, and maybe the four of them would have to live in Su's house for a while, so that Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi would not Miss them so much.

Yang Jiu waved her hands and urged, "Let's go, let's go quickly."

The orange cat meowed again.

Coming to say goodbye is one purpose, and asking for money to buy gifts is another purpose. Relatively speaking, the second purpose is more important.

It was the first time for Baiyun to return to her mother's house, so she must not be underestimated.

Although the cat can't speak, the orange cat always feels like a ghost, which is different from a normal cat.

Gan Sisi blushed with embarrassment and wanted to go down, but Yang Jiu grabbed her tightly.

Yang Jiu waved his hand, and an ingot of gold fell in front of the orange cat.

The orange cat screamed happily, urging Baiyun to leave quickly, for fear that Yang Jiu would take the gold back.

"Daju, don't leave yet, I still have a present for you." Yang Jiu called out to the orange cat.

Baiyun had already crawled out of the doorway with the two kittens.

The doorway had been blocked before, but under the strong condemnation of the orange cat, it had to be reopened.

"This is Kaihui Dan. You have eaten it before, and the effect is good. I got another one, so let's give it to Baiyun." Yang Jiu said and handed Kaihui Dan to Orange Cat.

The orange cat let out a merry cry, and Chaoyang Jiu grabbed its claws and crawled out of the door opening.

Gan Sisi looked at Yang Jiu curiously, and asked, "Jiulang, what is Kaihui Pill?"

"continue."

Yang Jiu's eyes widened, and he only said two words.

Gan Sisi was so angry that she beat Yang Jiu's chest with her fist.

It wasn't until the sun was high that the two of them got up to wash and walked out of the body sewing shop.

Wei Yuyan was sitting on the steps of the bun shop across the street. When she saw them coming out, she immediately took out the buns in the steamer and ran over cheerfully.

"Auntie, all the steamed stuffed buns are sold out today." Wei Yuyan was very excited to start a business alone for the first time.

With Gan Sisi's help, the buns she made still taste the same.

The brand of Maobuli steamed buns has already been sold, as long as they are not too unpalatable, the business will not be too bad.

In the future, Wei Yuyan will work harder, and in a few years, she will become a full-fledged rich woman.

"Yuyan, now that you have made money, you have to save some money. You must save more..." Gan Sisi picked up a bun and said with a smile.

Wei Yuyan nodded and said, "I know, I want to save money to buy a big house."

"I know how to buy a house at such a young age, and I have a way to make money." Yang Jiu also praised.

After working for a long time, Wei Yuyan was also hungry. Fortunately, she left a lot of buns, so she also sat beside her and ate them.

After eating two meat buns, she was very satisfied, and asked curiously: "Uncle, is the old man in the corpse shop sick?"

What she pointed at was the No. [-] mortuary shop of the third master.

Get ill?

Yang Jiu asked with a smile, "Why do you ask that?"

"Very early in the morning, just as I was about to steam the steamed buns, the old man opened the door and asked me to bring him more steamed buns. I saw his face was very bad, as if he was sick." Wei Yuyan said.

Gan Sisi said: "Jiulang, don't you know how to see a doctor? Go and show the third master."

"Okay, let's go later." Yang Jiu nodded.

Thinking about it carefully, I really haven't seen the third master in the past two days.

According to Wei Yuyan's description, the third master must have suffered from an unspeakable strange disease.

You said that this third master is really true, he just comes to look for him when he is sick, so he can't delay if he hides it?
After eating the buns, Gan Sisi and Wei Yuyan went to the hot pot restaurant.

Yang Jiu came to No. [-] corpse shop, reached out and knocked on the door, and shouted, "Master, open the door."

There was no response from the body shop.

"This door is not strong, if I don't open it, I will smash it." Yang Jiu shouted again.

"Don't, don't smash..."

The third master's deep voice came out.

After a long time, he slowly opened the door with a very funny look.

"Third Master, are you sick with Hualiu?" Yang Jiu asked with a smile.

The third master saves some money, except for the normal living expenses, the remaining money is divided into two parts, one part is used to buy aphrodisiac medicine, and the other part is used to go to Yunyu Tower.

Girls in brothels these days rely entirely on herbal medicines for contraception, and those who are greeted and sent are all in close contact, which is very unsafe.

Sometimes when a girl suffers from the willow disease, it can make all the men in Chang'an City terrified.

In fact, Hualiu disease can be cured, Yang Jiu felt that there was no need for the third master to feel ashamed.

I'm embarrassed to go to another doctor, so I secretly came to find Yang Jiu in the middle of the night.

The third master pulled Yang Jiu in, slammed the door shut, and whispered: "Shh, keep your voice down, don't invite them here."

"Who?" Looking at the appearance of the third master, Yang Jiu didn't seem to be sick.

The third master clasped his hands tightly together, fidgeting restlessly, his body was shaking all the time.

"Be careful..." the third master suddenly shouted, and flew towards him, chasing a moth away from the candle.

With the curtains drawn, even in the daytime, the mortuary shop is very dark and can only be seen clearly by lighting candles.

"Look at my memory, I forgot the lampshade again." The third master said, picked up the lampshade thrown aside, and gently covered the candles.

Yang Jiu said contemptuously: "Third Master, isn't it just a moth, it's no big deal if it dies."

"What are you talking about? Yes, that is a moth, but a moth also has a life. I lit this candle. If I burn the moth to death, it is equivalent to killing the moth..." The third master was emotional.

I don't know what suddenly came to my mind, and I shrank back on the cold couch, shivering.

Kind hearted?

Chicken-hearted?

The symptoms are so obvious, there is no need to think about it, Yang Jiu also knows the result.

"Third Master, are you... sending the mourner?" Yang Jiu asked with a frown.

The third master is definitely not like this on weekdays. It is very enjoyable to watch the beheading. How could he care about the life of a moth?

This is clearly the heart of a Bodhisattva at work.

Seeing how timid the third master is, even the slightest sign of trouble can scare him into such a bird.

This is cowardice at work.

The third master is definitely sending the mourner.

On the day of the wedding, the third master left the banquet suddenly, and never came back later, probably because he was making preparations.

No. [-] mortuary shop and No. [-] mortuary shop are not far away. The third master can know when Yang Jiu is not in the shop, so he can easily put the paper puppet in No. [-] mortuary shop and then run to the ruined temple manipulation.

The third master knew that he would not be able to hide this matter sooner or later, and he didn't know what medicine Yang Jiu and Wei Yuyan gave him to make him become like this.

He had had enough these two days and wanted to commit suicide, but if he committed suicide, the Bodhisattva would never forgive him, and he would definitely be sent to the eighteenth level of hell.

Suffering and pain made the third master become neither human nor ghost.

Seeing the third master nodding, Yang Jiu laughed and said, "Third master, you really know how to be a dog."

Who would have thought that Liu Sanye, the lustful corpse-sewer of the Tianzi Brand, would be a mourner who has done all kinds of bad things.

"Xiao Jiu, I can't help myself." The third master sighed.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "I know that bad guys often say that after they are defeated."

"Since I'm still alive, let me tell you that there is more than one person sending the mourner away." The third master said.

His eyes were full of fear.

Yang Jiu had already guessed this before, there might be a group of people sharing the name of the mourner, and the third master was just one of them.

So many people can share an identity, either a cooperative relationship or a colleague.

After questioning, the third master said: "We are all under the control of one person."

"Who?"

"Xiao Kun, owner of Wanjian Villa."

Saying this name, the third master mustered great courage, and after saying it, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Unexpectedly, sending the mourner off is actually related to Wanjian Villa.

"Xiao Jiu, you don't need to ask anything else. I don't know anything else. As for who the remaining mourners are, only Xiao Kun knows." The third master said.

Yang Jiu pondered for a while, and stared at the third master closely, which made the third master feel hairy and uncomfortable.

"You, you look at me like this, I'm terrified..." The third master's lips trembled, his heart was terribly frightened.

Yang Jiu grinned and said, "Third Master, why do you look so familiar to me?"

"We've known each other for how long, and we just went to whoring together, can we not be familiar?" The third master stared, and then fell into a state of nervousness and fear.

Yang Jiu waved his hand and said, "No, no, I seem to have seen your face somewhere..."

To be precise, it should be the face of the third master when he was young.

When sewing the corpse before, I saw the mourner showing his face, and that face should be that of the third master when he was young.

After stitching up Liu Zongcheng's body last night, he saw the same face, which was younger than the face of the mourner.

"Shen San? Third Master, you are Shen San, aren't you?" Yang Jiu got the answer immediately after smoothing everything over.

This time it was the third master's turn to be dumbfounded.

How did Yang Jiu know his real name?
"No, it stands to reason that after you killed Liu Zongcheng, with your status in Wanjian Villa at that time, you would definitely become the owner of the villa. Where did that Xiao Kun come from?" Yang Jiu felt that things had become clear. , it seems to become more complicated.

The third master was dumbfounded.

Yang Jiu's few words exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt, and he almost fainted from the shock.

"Xiao Jiu, you..." The third master swallowed, unable to turn his head around for a while.

Yang Jiu patted the third master on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Third master, I sympathize with you very much, but this bodhisattva's heart and cowardice are irreversible, please forgive me and I can't help you."

"You won't kill me?" The third master looked puzzled.

On the night of Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi's wedding, he was fully prepared and determined to take the hearts and minds of the new couple.

Immortality pill is about to be refined, and he must not give up just because he admires Yang Jiu very much. You can only blame Yang Jiu and Gan Sisi for their bad lives. The medicine primer he sent.

If it wasn't for Yang Jiuqi's one move, he might have achieved great success at this moment.

Yang Jiu smiled and said: "Third Master is right, after Sisi and I got married, her heart disease was indeed..."

"It won't heal, I lied to you." The third master interrupted Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu frowned slightly, today he even took Gan Sisi's pulse, feeling that her heart disease has been completely cured, and it is not in vain for him to work hard day and night to cultivate.

"That girl's illness is not curable, and may never be cured, and she won't live long..." The third master shook his head while speaking.

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