Chapter 12 Decapitation and End: Turns out my wife falls for this.
The atmosphere calmed down.
Di Ting nestled pitifully in Jiang Yuzhi's arms, the big dog rubbing against him incessantly, baring its teeth at him from an angle only Bai Yan could see.
"Alright, alright, don't be angry." Jiang Yuzhi gently patted Diting's back to comfort it, while explaining to Bai Yan, "Its name is A-Ting, and it understands some human emotions. It can understand those words, so why is it still angry?"
Jiang Yuzhi rarely showed a gentle smile that reached deep into her eyes. Bai Yan had never seen it before and was even a little jealous of the dog that was snuggling in her arms.
"Looks like you're being well taken care of. Can I have a hug?" Bai Yan, who was leaning against the bed, looked much better at this moment.
Jiang Yuzhi considered it for a moment and felt that Di Ting knew how to behave, and that hugging him wouldn't be a big deal and would definitely not strain Bai Yan, so she agreed.
What a cunning man! How could Di Ting not hear what he was thinking? He's so petty, he can't even tolerate a pet!
She was forcibly placed in Bai Yan's arms, and dared not struggle too much, so angry that she ground her teeth with his inner clothes.
Bai Yan stroked the big white dog's back intermittently, looking at it with a forced smile.
"It doesn't dislike me."
"Yeah, right!" Di Ting retorted fiercely in his heart.
If it weren't for Zhizhi's desire for them to get along well, it would have bitten this person so hard they would have screamed in pain.
“Who wants to…” Jiang Yuzhi paused, remembering Xie Bi’an’s gloomy face, “My second brother, don’t bother with him.”
"Your illness will get better soon if you continue with the treatment. If it suddenly worsens again, be sure to come see me immediately." Bai Yan clumsily changed the subject, not wanting to expose him.
The human and the ghost tacitly ignored the fact that it was Xie Bi'an who initially treated Bai Yan's illness.
"I just don't want to bother you. If you're like Brother Jiang and you're tired of me..." Bai Yan looked at her pitifully, seemingly heartbroken, which was quite endearing.
Even though she knew he was faking it, Jiang Yuzhi still felt a pang in her heart, feeling that the person in front of her shouldn't be like this.
"No, just come find me." At least until the complete Sheji Tu (Map of the State) is finished.
Even if it's just an empty promise, Bai Yan is willing to believe it.
Di Ting's teeth were practically grinding with sarcasm; he's so cunning! So cunning! Zhi Zhi, you absolutely mustn't be fooled by him!
The fat dog nimbly jumped off the bed, barking twice, but to no avail. The human and the ghost gazed at each other with deep affection, then opened their mouths and bit Jiang Yuzhi's clothes, pulling them out with all their might.
Jiang Yuzhi then looked away and patted Diting's head reassuringly.
"Ah Ting is probably hungry, I'll take it back first."
"Okay, I'll try my best to take care of myself." His tone grew lower and lower, and his head drooped, concealing his dejected expression in the shadows.
"or……"
Di Ting's movements became more urgent, clearly indicating that something urgent had happened, and Jiang Yuzhi could not hesitate.
"I heard that Zhou Quan will be executed tomorrow. I'll go see him, then I'll come see you and tell you what I've seen. Now I'm leaving."
Jiang Yuzhi spoke faster and started moving, afraid that if she was any later, she wouldn't be able to stay.
Bai Yan, watching her leave from behind, chuckled softly. So, his wife falls for this.
Eager to get back to the courtyard, Di Ting almost made me run along the way, attracting frequent glances from passersby.
"What's wrong, Miss, sir?" It seemed that the weaver who lived behind the counter asked with concern when she saw them walking so fast.
"It's alright, it's alright. I'll make some crystal orchid tea for the study later."
study
Jiang Yuzhi sat in the spot where Xie Bi'an usually interrogated her, while Di Ting squatted in her usual spot.
"Speak, what did you find?"
"Zhizhi! He's a cunning and treacherous man, you have to be careful of him!" Diting barked angrily.
"Just because he spoke ill of you?" Jiang Yuzhi picked up the crystal orchid tea brewed by Zhi Er and took a sip.
"Of course...no, I heard what he was thinking!"
"What did he say?"
"He said... well, it wasn't anything nice." Di Ting's eyes darted around, and he forcibly changed the subject. What if Zhi Zhi found out that the boy liked her, and that Zhi Zhi was also interested? Wouldn't that be a good thing for him?
Are you trying to say that he likes me?
"Huh? You know that?"
Jiang Yuzhi's calm and composed demeanor shocked Di Ting.
"But, but, he, he, he, so cunning, and he even pretended to be pitiful to deceive you!" Di Ting continued to find fault with Bai Yan.
"I know he's faking it, but I can't help feeling sorry for him." A hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.
Di Ting was speechless, and asked blankly, "Then do you like him?"
"No, I have someone I like, but they should be dead by now."
"Oh, that's good. I heard him calling for his wife when he was about to wake up, so he must have a wife or be engaged."
"What!?" Jiang Yuzhi jumped up.
"Don't you dislike him?"
No, the message clearly states that the eldest son of the Bai family is not yet engaged. But Di Ting wouldn't have misheard. There must be a family planning to arrange the marriage for them to make such a call. They must be satisfied with that family, and the two might even have a good relationship.
It couldn't be her. They've only known each other for a short time; they haven't reached that point yet.
Who could it be? The message didn't mention which young lady the princess was having close contact with.
Could it be that Bai Yan met them in private? And they've secretly pledged their lives to each other?
Jiang Yuzhi's mind raced, but she couldn't think of a definite candidate.
"Weaving? Weaving?"
If it listens for a long time without getting a reply, it won't listen to the feelings of its loved ones unless absolutely necessary.
"I'm going to make some clothes, you can play by yourself for a while."
"All right."
The chat ended abruptly, but Diting, being a happy little dog, didn't mind.
Jiang Yuzhi almost tripped and fell on the threshold, but she managed to steady herself with her powerful core strength and floated up to the second floor like a wandering ghost.
She absentmindedly relied on her physical memory to finish making Zhou Quan's funeral clothes, and then altered the dozen or so small clothes for Di Ting to make them larger.
When you're busy, you really don't have time to overthink.
As noon approached, Di Ting hopped up the stairs with light, quick steps. "Zhi Zhi, Zhi Si said Zhou Quan has been taken to the execution ground. Didn't you want to see him? Shall we go now?"
Jiang Yuzhi gently pinched her brow. "It's time now. Here, I've altered it for you. Let's put it on and go together."
She first put a black mandarin jacket on Di Ting, which fit perfectly, and then put the specially made red funeral clothes into her bag.
When everything was tidied up, Di Ting was still admiring himself in front of the bronze mirror.
Let's go.
"Okay, good."
Di Ting enlarged its body and lowered its forelimbs, gesturing for Jiang Yuzhi to sit on its back.
When they were in the underworld, they often went out for a stroll like this. Di Ting could fly very high and took Jiang Yuzhi to see all kinds of strange and wonderful landscapes in the underworld.
Having not sat for a while, she was a little rusty. But Di Ting's tail gave her a push, and she firmly grabbed the fur on her neck and sat down.
After concealing its form, Di Ting leaped up and flew towards the execution ground against the wind.
Before long, a noisy crowd could be seen gathering on the ground like ants. Di Ting slowly landed on the rooftop closest to the execution ground, its thick flesh pads making no sound as it stepped on the bricks and tiles.
Many people, carrying rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs, shouted and threw them at Zhou Quan.
Once there's one, then two, then three. Soon, Zhou Quan's body was covered in all sorts of rubbish. His face was contorted with rage, and his red, resentful eyes swept over the angry people, as if he wanted to remember them all and take revenge on them in the future.
However, there was no chance for revenge.
Jiang Yuzhi, with her sharp eyes, noticed that Xie Bi'an had been standing under the eaves of the house opposite them for a long time, waiting to collect the soul.
Xie Bi'an also saw the two children. They were so big that if they hadn't concealed themselves, they might have caused a commotion.
He warned him with his eyes not to make any rash moves.
Jiang Yuzhi nodded repeatedly, having no intention of doing anything in the first place.
The executioner glanced at the sun, pulled a warrant from the warrant box, and slammed it onto the blood-stained ground of the execution ground. "It's noon. Execution is here."
The executioner was a veteran. Upon receiving the order, he swiftly brought down his blade, and Zhou Quan's life was over long ago. The vengeful ghost finally met its deserved end.
Cheers erupted from the crowd.
Jiang Yuzhi thought in a daze that in the same execution ground, the cursing people were not dragged away, and the people being punished deserved their punishment. The people sincerely supported the decision of their superiors and were happy.
This court is different.
As the crowd gradually dispersed, Zhou Quan's body was taken away by the body collectors. A coroner would come to sew his head back on, then burn it to ashes and scatter them on uncultivated wasteland to increase fertility.
The previous dynasty had mass burial grounds, but Xiao Yao disliked them for being unclean and a waste of land. So he secretly petitioned to have them repaired, burned on the spot, and then given to prisoners to cultivate. He couldn't support a group of guilty people for nothing. Most ordinary people would feel disgusted if they knew, so let's feed the prisoners. If they feel disgusted, let them starve to death.
Jiang Yuzhi had to dress Zhou Quan in his burial clothes before his body was burned.
She pinched Diting's ear, and the big dog immediately understood and followed closely behind.
Xie Bi'an had already bound the vengeful ghosts with the Soul-Hooking Lock. Seeing them fly away, he knew what they were going to do, so he didn't interfere and quickly took the ghosts back to the underworld.
Otherwise, the Soul-Hooking Lock might not be able to withstand it.
Unlike Fan Wujiu's lock, which is a magical artifact, the locks of ordinary ghost messengers are made of yellow paper and are not durable. His mourning staff is also not very effective in this regard. The underworld is too busy, and it is very inconvenient not having colleagues with him.
When Jiang Yuzhi and Diting arrived, the coroner was sewing, and several yamen runners and corpse collectors were guarding the area.
They hid in a corner, and Di Ting shrunk to its normal size, not showing itself and staying by Jiang Yuzhi's side.
She took the burial clothes in her hands and walked towards them, feigning grief.
The yamen runners were used to it; it was common for family members to come and see someone off after they died. They wouldn't punish the family for their crimes, otherwise they would have been sentenced to have their entire family executed.
After a few brief questions, they let her in.
The coroner was almost finished sewing when he heard a noise. He looked up and saw a young woman. "Are you here to change clothes? Let me do it. It's inconvenient for a young lady like you."
Jiang Yuzhi was at a loss for what to do. She glanced gratefully at the coroner, turned her back, and gestured to Diting to check the stitches on her neck.
A note from the author:
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Someone's there! [Sprinkling flowers]
I paced back and forth excitedly, deciding to update the time earlier, to 8 PM. Two hours earlier is considered early, right? I'll be doing it at this time from now on.
Catching insects
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