Wearing women's clothing to farm [live]

In the letter, the younger brother also mentioned in detail, especially that they treated a brother who was seventeen or eighteen. Because of this incident, the parents of the brother insisted on Xiao Shengjie, and they wanted to go to the yamen to ask for justice. ,Xiao Shengjie has been caught in prison, waiting for interrogation......

The last page of the letter is slightly yellowed, and it can be seen that when I wrote the letter, there were tears falling on the letter paper, wetting the paper, and falling marks.

Song Chiguang could imagine how sad his younger brother was crying when he wrote this letter from the letter.

While watching the live broadcast, the audience in Song Chi's live broadcast room also gave out various opinions:

[No way, can't accept that little brother who knows a doctor is involved in a murder case? 】

[I feel sorry for the good-looking little brother, I have always thought that his face really looks like a ****! 】

[I have always been curious, what would the ancients do if they put people to death? 】

[At that time, the medical skills were not good, and only poor people became doctors, and they lived for a living. There were many people with good medical skills and a great reputation. If the medical skills were not good, they would not be involved in lawsuits. , I’m talking nonsense, you just look at it hahahahahaha]

【I think it’s a big deal. Although there were many diseases and deaths in ancient times, there were also medical troubles in ancient times......】

【quack!Definitely a quack doctor!!]

.......

"young married woman."

Dashuai Cao gently comforted him, "Don't get too emotional now..."

"But handsome, don't you think it's weird?"

Cao Dashuai was interrupted by Song Chi as soon as he spoke.

Song Chi became more and more uneasy, looking at Dashuai Cao with panic in his eyes: "Xiao Shengjie's doctor is inherited from Mr. Xiao's ancestors, so he naturally learned the essence of Mr. Xiao. Healers have the heart of parents, and doctors value human life more than anything else." It's important, now that this kind of life lawsuit is on the table, how do you want them to handle it?"

"No. I have to hurry."

Song Chi didn't wait for Marshal Cao to speak, he rushed towards the door in a hurry, Marshal Cao stopped him, "Daughter-in-law, calm down, what can you do now that you're gone?"

Song Chi gritted his teeth: "I can..."

"What can you do?" Dashuai Cao asked him back.

Song Chi opened his mouth, his heart suddenly turned cold, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"I know that if you care about it now, you will be in chaos."

Dashuai Cao sighed secretly, but remained calm in the panic: "Can you leave this matter to me? Firstly, you have no power, secondly, the journey is far away, and thirdly, you are pregnant, so it is not suitable for traveling."

Song Chi stared at Marshal Cao, he couldn't be as calm as he was.

If this incident was indeed caused by Xiao Shengjie's improper medical skills, it would not only make him unable to cheer up after practicing medicine.

In fact, if Xiao Shengjie just stumbled over this matter or it was a trivial matter, he was afraid that Xiao Shengjie was a dead-headed person, and if he thought about something, one life is worth one life......

Song Chi didn't dare to think about it anymore, it was scary to think about it.

I have no power or power, but you are powerful and powerful now, Commander-in-Chief.

In the end, Song Chi compromised, and hurriedly asked Marshal Cao: "Marshal, you are the Marshal, you can help me clean up my charges, Marshal, what are you going to do next?"

"This matter... is more complicated."

Cao Dashuai thought about it and said: "Listen to me, now you can write a letter to tell your brother, tell him that we have known the situation, let him relax, I will help to deal with this matter."

Song Chi heard Cao Dashuai's words, turned around and walked to the desk, ink a few times at random, then grabbed a brush and dipped it in ink. When the letter paper that had been set aside for a long time was about to be written, he paused.

He can't write with a brush.

The reason why he can understand ancient characters depends on the system's literacy function, but the second function is that it cannot replace Song Chi's writing.

Song Chi held the brush in his hand and hesitated beside the desk for a long time, but in the end he found it difficult to write, and his whole face turned ugly.

Cao Dashuai's heart fell on Song Chi's body, how could he not notice that Song Chi's state was not right at this time, and his heart ached.

He approached Song Chi, and said in a low voice: "Daughter-in-law, please wait, your mind must be very messed up now, let me write."

Song Chi let out a sigh of relief and gave up his seat.

Dashuai Cao wrote together, writing with spirit, and immediately showed a different state of energy, extraordinarily serious and serious.

Song Chi on the side looked at it, unable to move his eyes away.

The room suddenly became quiet, except for the occasional sound of Cao Dashuai shaking the letter paper, there were not many words.

Marshal Cao was probably used to writing. He finished writing a page of letters within a few strokes. When he reached the last page, he raised his head and looked at Song Chi, whose face had softened a lot, and asked, "Do you want to write?" Alright, daughter-in-law, do you have anything to say to your younger brother?"

Song Chi thought about it, and finally said these four words:

"Good luck, don't panic."

After that, Song Chi scratched his head uneasily, looking a little irritable: "Oh, I don't know what to say, so you can send me something with a similar meaning."

Thousands of words, Song Chi was full of words and wanted to have a face-to-face chat with his brother, so as to enlighten him.

But when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know if it was because of his mood swings, and he still didn't know what to say in the end.

Marshal Cao: "I will give the secret guards a detailed account of this matter. You won't think about it at home. If you feel really worried, you can write more letters to them, ask the details and the current situation, and comfort my brother."

That's right, according to my younger brother's character of being unable to sit still when encountering big things, now that he has encountered such a big difficulty, I don't know what will happen to him now?

Marshal Cao finished writing the letter, passed it on to the secret guard, and after a few important instructions, he saw Song Chi stunned and didn't know what he was thinking.

Before Marshal Cao could ask, Song Chi spoke up by himself, full of grief and indignation: "Tell me, am I really a broom star?"

"What?" Dashuai Cao asked in surprise.

Song Chi couldn't help but want to blame himself, "I don't even think it's my problem. I'm really a bastard. When my aunt was here, she always used this incident to scold me. I think I'm unlucky and forget it." Well, why did I pass the bad luck on to them..."

My younger brother has finally found someone he likes, but this kind of murder case happens again. Xiao Shengjie's delicate skin and tender flesh are more expensive than Song Chi's. What if he also meets some muddled official who beat him up? My younger brother may not know for sure. To die of grief.

What it's like to be in prison, Song Chi knows better than anyone else.

"Why do you think so?"

Cao Dashuai calmly said: "You, daughter-in-law, it's wrong to think that way, you can't quench your thirst at a distance, you really shouldn't think so about all these things."

It's no wonder that Song Chi has this kind of thinking, but since he crossed over, Song Chi feels that he has influenced all the series of things that he encountered.

The long-term oppression of the aunt's family, the desire of the younger brother to study medicine, and his experience of being imprisoned, including his relationship with Cao Dashuai,...

. I don't know how the original Song Chi encountered these things, how would he solve them?

Will he make the same choice as Song Chi now?

Before Song Chi said anything, there was a rhythmic sound of knocking on the door outside the room.

The voice of the old housekeeper came in: "Master, the palace has sent someone again, urging you to enter the palace immediately."

Song Chi: "......"

Things became more and more chaotic, and Song Chi forgot about it.

Dashuai Cao frowned, feeling rather helpless.

"okay."

Song Chi sorted out his thoughts secretly, "I know what to do, and accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger. You should hurry up and enter the palace."

Marshal Cao: "Okay."

Song Chi said suddenly: "Don't tell Aunt Lin about my brother for now, she doesn't have to worry."

Marshal Cao: "Okay, I'll listen to you, my wife."

Song Chi forced a gratified smile.

Marshal Cao had to wear court clothes specially for going to the palace, and the clothes were heavy. Song Chi didn't know how to help him change clothes, and Marshal Cao didn't blame him, but he put on the court clothes quickly with his hands and feet.

Song Chi looked at the court dress that was wearing a round neck robe at this time, the dress was so gorgeous and stunning, it was pleasing to the eye.

The wisdom of the old ancestor is really extraordinary, Song Chi secretly sighed.

But Marshal Cao frowned slightly, which really made Song Chi think too much, thinking that he must have been impressed by this incident.

At the last moment when Cao Dashuai put on his court shoes, he looked at Song Chi who was staring at him, and said lightly, "Then I'm going to the palace. If you don't understand anything at home, just ask Uncle Cao and Mother."

Song Chi pretended to be relaxed and smiled and waved to him: "Okay, let's go."

After Dashuai Cao left, the room became very quiet for a moment.

It turns out that this is how it feels to be sent to court.

Song Chi sighed heavily immediately, his throat was so dry that he wanted to drink water, but there was a kettle on the table in the room, Song Chi poured himself a glass, took a sip and then spit it out.

It was very cold, which made Song Chi feel sick to his stomach, so uncomfortable that he lay down beside the table and retched.

"Ma'am, Sister Qingzi invites you to the living room." A servant girl's voice came from outside the door.

Song Chi vomited uncomfortably, and it took a long time before he came out after tidying up.

As soon as he came out, the servant girl repeated: "Madam, Sister Qingzi invites you to the living room."

Song Chi asked, "Who is Sister Qingzi?"

The servant girl replied: "She is the maidservant next to the old lady. She has served the old lady for more than 30 years."

Oh, so to speak, he is an old man in Cao's mansion.

When Song Chi first arrived at the Cao Mansion, he still didn't know exactly who was in the mansion.

Song Chi followed the maid to the living room, and saw a woman younger than the old lady sitting in the living room, and an old man with a white beard carrying a medicine box.

This woman must be Qingzi, but Song Chi doesn't understand what's going on right now.

As soon as Song Chi appeared in front of everyone, the woman gave orders to the old man, "Doctor Lin, this is my wife. Feel free to diagnose his pulse. If you diagnose a happy pulse, the Cao family will reward you."

After the old man nodded and answered, he said respectfully to Song Chi who had not yet sat down: "Madam, I'm sorry to trouble you, please."

Song Chi was surprised: "What do you mean by taking the pulse?"

As soon as Song Chi finished speaking, Qingzi suddenly covered her mouth and laughed: "Madam, after all, you are the wife brought back by the master. We'd better ask the doctor to take a pulse and make sure."

Song Chi was not stupid, so he could naturally understand what this old woman named Qingzi meant.

Oh, who gave you the guts to doubt me?

Song Chi sneered secretly, showing a smile, and asked: "But mother wants to confirm?"

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