Bone Painting Coroner

Chapter 1159: Tongyu Pavilion Poetry Society

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Fang Tong has a dark appearance and is very small, but he is a very cheerful person.

Cheerful temperament, like to make friends everywhere.

He said, "Brother Song turned out to be from Yiwu! I also went to Yiwu in the early years, but I didn't stay for long. The scenery there is beautiful and beautiful! And the people there are also very nice. I think you are a good person, Brother Song. ."

"I am over-flattered."

Is it too low to be vigilant and say that he is a good person after meeting

Fang Tong said, "By the way, Brother Song, we are also predestined. There will be a poetry festival in Tongyu Pavilion on East Street. They are all our students who participated in the exam. I think you are going to leave too, right? You can go with me too, let's meet and discuss knowledge, how about it?"

warm invitation!

Song Zhi also just missed such an opportunity.

He has come to Gaoding these days, and he has never attended that kind of party.

So, do it without thinking.

The two left the bookstore together and headed towards Tongyu Pavilion.

On the way, Fang Tong kept talking to him because he knew a friend.

"Brother Song, you must be a book lover too."

"Books are golden jade, so naturally cherish them."

"I also love books, so I go to the bookstore every day, but my family is poor and some books are too expensive to buy, so I can only read them inside."

"Me too."

The two finally have something in common.

are poor.

It also became more and more open to chat.

Fang Tong asked, "Where does Brother Song live now?"

"At a friend's house."

"It's really good to have a place to stay in Gaoding." Fang Tong was very envious.

Song Zhi asked him, "Where does Brother Fang live?"

"Wenshe!"

Uh!

Song Zhi was shocked.

The pace inevitably slowed down a bit.

I thought I had heard it wrong.

Then he asked again, "But... that haunted Wenshe?"

Fang Tong smiled when he asked, "Brother Song must have heard those rumors?"

"Rumour?"

"Isn't that true? It's all rumors, and the more they spread, the more exaggerated they are!" Fang Tong said.

Although Song Zhi is not a curious person, since he has said all this, he can't help but want to figure it out and see what is going on

Confused, he continued to ask, "What the hell is going on? Now, everyone is spreading the word about it."

Fang Tong looked around while walking, and then said to him in a low voice, "Brother Song, you don't know something, the exam is held once every three years, and every time this time, Wen She will spread such strange things, there is no need for it. really!"

"It's all passed down? Why?" "You don't know this! Because every year the official takes the high-level examination, many inns start to increase the price, and many people can't afford it. But Wenshe doesn't spend a penny. , there are still three meals to eat, many people from poor families want to live in, so they can save a lot of money

Money, so many people try their best to live in, but there are only so many rooms, and there are simply not too many people. There are also people who deliberately spread this kind of thing to dispel the thoughts of those who want to move in. "

Between words, there are other meanings.

Song Zhi understood and said, "According to what you said, it was spread by those who lived in the Wenshe?"

"Brother Song, I didn't say that, you guessed it yourself."

"..." Song Zhi asked again, "Then what happened to the person who said he was frightened by a ghost this morning?"

"He just caught the cold! I don't know who spread such absurd things, it's ridiculous."

"I see." Song Zhi doubted, "Is there really no ghost?"

Fang Tong laughed for another day, and said embarrassedly, "Actually, I have to tell the truth. I have already taken the exam twice. Three years ago, I lived in Gaoding, and I also lived in Wenshe. A lot of people saw it, but I didn't! Several people I knew didn't see it either."

"Oh!"

"Okay, let's not talk about that."

Song Zhi was inconvenienced to ask any more questions!

The two walked forward.

Saw a group of people gathered around.

The two were curious and walked over to have a look.

Only then did I realize there was a picture on the wall.

It was the portrait of the deceased painted by Ji Yunshu, but this one is a copy.

The painter's skills were not as good as Ji Yunshu's, and the paintings were very simple, and some of the colors were not pure, but the appearance of the deceased could still be seen.

People gathered around the painting and pointed at it.

"Who is this man?"

"do not know."

"Is it really the portrait of the skull found at the gate of the city?"

"Seems."

"How do you draw a portrait of a skull?"

"It is said that the government has hired an expert, and that expert can touch the bone portrait, and this portrait was painted by her."

"And this class of people?"

"My cousin was on duty in the city department, and he told me personally."

"It's amazing."

There was a lot of discussion.

But no one knows who is in the portrait.

Song Zhi looked at the portrait and admired Ji Yunshu from the bottom of his heart.

That little guy is awesome!

The portrait was painted in just three days.

Fang Tong asked him, "Brother Song, have you heard of that case?"

"Listen."

"It's really appalling. There are skulls in the stone. It's scary to think about."

It's pretty appalling.

Song Zhi smiled.

did not speak.

The two didn't stay, and they left in a hurry to attend the poetry party.

There was a little girl in the crowd. She was wearing the clothes of a maid from a big family, and she was carrying a basket in her hand, as if she came out to buy.

She stared at the person in the portrait for a long time, her curved eyebrows twisted together.

pondered for a while.

He murmured, "This... isn't it Su Qiao?"

Shocked.

But he didn't dare to speak up.

Quickly cut through the crowd and hurried back to the house.

When Fang Tong and Song Zhi arrived at Tongyu Pavilion, it was already dark.

Tongyu Pavilion is a gathering place for literati. It is said that today a big man organized this poetry meeting, so many literati came here to discuss and ask each other.

It's lively inside.

Someone is talking about poetry.

Fang Tong pulled Song Zhi to sit down in an empty seat and ordered a pot of tea.

Just took a sip-

"Fang Tong, why are you here?" A man in Tsing Yi came over to say hello.

Fang Tong got up, "Jiang Wen, you're too boring. You agreed to come together, but you didn't wait for me."

The man in Tsing Yi who was called Jiang Wen said, "You are going to visit the bookstore yourself, and I will come first." "By the way, let me introduce you to someone." Fang Tong pointed at Song Zhi, "His name is Song Zhi, and I was with me just now. When I met him at the bookstore, just like us, they all came to participate in the test. I saw him alone, so I brought him here, and we also got to know each other." Then he turned to introduce, "Brother Song, this is Jiang Wen.

, I am a hometown. "

Song Zhi smiled warmly and cupped his hands, "Brother Jiang is polite," Jiang Wen also quickly cupped his hands at him, "Brother Song, don't be so polite, everyone here is friends, don't be so restrained, there is a poem over there, brother Song Do you want to try it?"