Ten days before and after the Qingming Festival are the days of worshiping ancestors and visiting tombs.

After Xin Tianyou paid homage to the royal tomb and pays homage to the ancestral temple, he left Baisha City the next morning. Time is tight and there are too many plans and tasks, so he has to race against time.

On the same morning, in a small manor in Niujiaotang, the retired coroner's troupe, Sun Shuan, was in trouble in a small manor in Niujiaotang, the southern suburb of Qiyun County.

At this point in life, he has nothing to be dissatisfied with.

Last March, something earth-shaking happened in China. The legendary little prince, the current Xintian master, killed Zhou Wuyang, the holy fetal real person of the Xiaoshui Sword Sect.

The royal party regained power, and Princess Qiyun, Mrs. Dong, became Queen Jianming. The officials were reshuffled, and among the various orders, there was a very strange reward order.

Yun, Sun Shuan, the head of the coroner's troupe who returned from Qiyun County, worked diligently and responsibilities, and gave him 200 taels of silver, so that his descendants would not be subject to lowliness.

Two hundred taels of silver are not surprising, and it is not surprising to escape from the cheapest place. What is strange is that this will actually come from the Royal Palace of Baisha City.

Sun Shuan is just a coroner team leader who has been engaged in low-court service all his life and has resigned. He recognizes the queen, but the queen does not recognize him.

Smart people believe that King Tianqi wanted to cancel his "fairy family" and gave up halfway. After the queen ascended the throne, she implemented her brother's policy. However, the resistance was too great and she had to slowly plan. As soon as she came from Qiyun County, she chose a chess piece to throw a stone to ask for directions, and Sun Shuan became the lucky one.

The old coroner knelt down to thank Wang En for his great deeds, guessing that the will came from a higher level than the queen, and the Master of Trust in Heaven.

According to folk legend, the national teacher is two feet tall and has two old men in his hand, and he has the courage to be unstoppable to thousands of men.

Sun Shuan didn't know what the national teacher looked like, but he remembered the fierce boy who visited him late at night, and the laughable promise left by the other party when he left.

"Whoever dares to kill you, I will kill him. If anyone dares to kill your whole family, I will... forget it, just kill him."

The boy who didn't mention his name arrived at Niujiaotang the next day, leaving behind four hundred taels of silver and fifty taels of ingots. He said that one hundred taels were given to Xia Xing's brother-in-law Wang Er, and stipulated that he would only take two taels per month.

Wang Er came to the door to make trouble and insisted on taking the whole thing at once, but of course he failed to get what he wanted. But after Queen Jianming ascended the throne, he never came again.

In April last year, the forgotten coffin of Xia Xing and his wife was transported back to Qingshui Township.

The funeral specifications are so high that it is amazing.

The inscription was written by Prime Minister Guo Chunhai, and the memorial service was presided over by He Lang, Minister of Rites. The person who served as the escort was the Secret Investigation Department. Even the husband of Queen Jianming, the governor of Qiyun County, and the first-class Duke Dong Zhong also participated.

Xia Xing’s son, the little prince, and the national teacher, what is the relationship between these three?

Sun Shuan closed his mouth tightly and dared not think about it. Anyway, he couldn't think of it.

Two ingots of silver rewarded him, the old coroner specially made a shrine offering to worship him, preparing to be a family heirloom. Two deep handprints were left on it, and the fingerprints were clearly visible, and even a skilled craftsman could not carve it so well. The boy said that if he encountered threats, he would show the silver for the other party to see.

It was past eight o'clock in the morning and I just had breakfast.

The grandson was free from his lowly family and could study, so his wife was escorted to a private school. The small family only had a dozen acres of land, and his son went to the field to work with the long-term workers.

Sun Shuan was the only one left in the manor, who sorted out the fruit trees and fed the chickens and ducks.

The exception happened at this moment.

The whole garden was surprisingly quiet, even the bees and bees were not "buzzing" and there was a young man in white in the woods. At first glance, it seemed that he was far away, but when he looked, he found it was right in front of him.

His clothes are not gorgeous, but handsome and spotless, like a person walking out of the picture, bowing politely:

"I've invited you, but Sun Shuan, the head of the coroner's troupe in Qiyun County?"

Sun Shuan let go of the hand holding the iron ruler at his waist, clasped his fists and said:

"Young master is safe, the villain is just right."

Youth said:

"There is one thing that I ask my father-in-law to tell me. Is there a tragedy in Yangyan Valley in early summer sixteen years ago?"

When he heard this, it seemed as if thunder was blew above his head, and Sun Shuan took a few steps back.

The young man in front of him is completely different from the young man who visited him late at night. One is noble and elegant, the other is vulgar and fierce. But his age is about the same, and his questions are exactly the same.

Seeing this, the young man smiled:

"The father-in-law must have some concerns, don't be afraid. I guarantee that no one in the world dares to harm you. I will not ask for anything in vain, and I will give you a generous reward."

The tone of these words is simply too big!

In fact, the Yangchang Valley bloody case has been issued with the return of Xia Xing and his wife's coffin, which is not a secret.

Sun Shuan always felt something was wrong and asked:

"I would like to ask the grand name of the young master?"

The young man smiled and said:

"Qi Tian."

Monkey King? Why not just call Monkey King?

Sun Shuan felt it was a pseudonym, but he didn't say it out loud, saying:

"Sixteen years ago, there was indeed a tragedy in Yangchan Valley in early summer. I wonder what the young master wanted to ask?"

“Details.”

"A group of bandits attacked the pedestrians and transferred their bodies to Xinji Horse Farm in Dengfeng County, but they were mysteriously killed."

"I want to know about a young official who was carrying his wife's baby among the pedestrians."

"The person the young master asked about was named Xia Xing, who was from Qingshui Township here. He passed the Jinshi in the first year of Tianqi and entered the Hanlin Academy to become an editor. That year he got a pair of twins, so he took leave and took his wife and children back to his hometown, and encountered a sudden disaster..."

The young man raised his sword eyebrows and said sternly:

"You make it clear, how do you know it's twins?"

Sun Shuan's tone was suffocated and he couldn't speak. He eased after counting breaths and replied:

"When Mr. Xia saw that his son had not returned for a long time, he asked someone to go to the royal city to inquire, and then he found out that he had twins. Last year, Dengfeng County had renovated Xinji Horse Farm and found the corpses of Xia Xing and his wife. After reporting to the court, he was sent back to his hometown."

"Where are the twin babies?"

"This... the villain really doesn't know."

"You have no secrets to tell me, think about it for a long time, don't miss it."

Sun Shuan trembled when he heard this.

Is this a threat?

It is useless to deny it. Since the other party has been chasing this, he must have mastered some clues. It is not possible to refuse hard, and the consequences are worrying. He will not really let him kill himself, and the young man will take revenge again.

Let's talk about it, which will touch dangerous content...

Sun Shuan thought about it and decided to show the silver ingots left by the young man. Even if the prince and noble princess saw the finger marks on it, he would give up.

"Please wait for a moment, my son."

After the old coroner finished speaking, he staggered away.

The young man stood under a half-baked water-tight peach, smelled it on his back, revealing his intoxication, and muttering to himself.
Chapter completed!