After Wang Junhuan assisted Zhao Chonghuan in the bone steaming method of using bone steaming and inspection, Chen Shi had already passed.

The so-called method of steaming the dead is to first boil the bones of the dead with ephedra and licorice water thoroughly, then pour two liters of good wine and five liters of sour vinegar into the cellar that is calcined with charcoal fire, and use the heat in the cellar to rise, put the bones into the cellar, cover them with the recommended water, and steam them for an hour.

Zhao Chonghuan, wearing a face towel, stared at the bones in the cellar that were still emitting a strong smell of sour vinegar. He was thinking, but he didn't say a word.

She was waiting for the bones to cool down so that she could get it to the bright outside and cover it with a butter umbrella.

Xie Changhuai, who had been standing next to him, was also wearing a facial scarf. He couldn't help but approach and asked quietly: "Is this step almost over?"

"Yeah! It's almost!"

Zhao Chonghuan, wearing a face towel, suddenly woke up and responded subconsciously. He turned his eyes to him and whispered in surprise, "Aren't you letting you go out and wait? The breath here is not good, how can you still linger here?"

Although the ventilation of the Dali Temple Yifang is more than one or two points better than that of Qiantang County Bureau, the turbid air is too strong and the bones are steamed and boiled in the cellar, making the breath in the room become more and more unbearable.

Before steaming the bones, she reminded Xie Changhuai to go out and wait. Later, she was busy with her work, so she didn't care about him.

She thought he had gone out, but she didn't want him to be still in the charity room.

"It's okay! You can all stay, so I will stay too! There are not so many taboos!" He said seriously.

Unexpectedly, he leaned close to her quietly and murmured, "I want to be with you!"

Xie Changhuai's voice was almost unheard, but he still fell into Zhao Chonghuan's ears without a word. Her ears immediately became hot and she glared at him quietly.

His ink eyebrows were raised lightly, his thin lips were slightly bent, and his eyes were rippling with light and shadow.

Zhao Chonghuan had a urge to hold his forehead, but there were people from Dali Temple around her, so she couldn't have an attack, so she coughed lightly, quickly pretended to be unintentional, and turned around to continue studying her bones.

"Yes, Lord Xie is really doing his best!" Li Sicheng said in a bit of admiration.

I want to thank Changhuai, a handsome young man from the turbid world. Although he was a doctor in the Ministry of Justice who was appointed by Chuchu, he did not avoid places like ordinary officials who could avoid them. Instead, he visited them from beginning to end, and would never sit high and stay away because of his disgust of corpse gas and smoke it.

Xie Changhuai said gently: "I have just entered the Ministry of Justice, and everything needs to be learned! Since there has been such a big case in Pingzhang Mansion these few days, I cannot miss the opportunity to learn from you, so please give me some advice!"

When everyone heard this, their eyes were full of fear and could not help but say, "I dare not!"

Before yesterday, everyone had never heard of the news about Mr. Huai, the president of the Xie family.

Everyone knows that there is a young master Changhuai who is as extraordinary as the snow in the mountains and is outstanding. He is extremely favored by the Empress Dowager and is one of the most romantic figures in the noble families of Lin'an Mansion.

Originally, everyone was sure that such a person must be pure and self-supervised, and he was not ashamed of dust. He was even more disdainful of such mundane affairs. He didn't want to see him today but found that he was misunderstood.

Although he was cold and silent, and his handsome face was often expressionless, he was polite, not disturbed or irresistible, and he did not have the domineering and aggressive style of the official master.

They were also humble and elegant in their Dali Temple staff, and they were able to look at each other.

Facing such a famous young man from Lin'an, everyone was also amazed.

Li Sicheng said: "Your status is precious. It is a great honor for you to not dislike despise people like us!"

"There is nothing serious about human life, and the crime is greater than the death penalty. If a murderer is defeated, the law is unforgivable, but if the punishment is inappropriate, wouldn't it be uneasy? Therefore, the prison sentence is determined by the corpse and injury test as the truth!"

Xie Changhuai looked around the busy coroner, his eyes were solemn and gentle, and said in a leisurely manner, "If you are hurt, you will be punished by one death and one death. If you know the law, those who know the law are afraid of the law, the people will rarely violate it, and there will be many life preservation!"

He turned his eyes and fell on Zhao Chonghuan's face again, with all his pupils being sincere.

"If the test is not true, the injustice of the dead has not yet been eliminated, and the injustice of the living has been achieved. Kill two lives for one life, and revenge is followed by mutual misfortune. Therefore, what you do is to be sentenced to death by a person's life and the relationship is small, so how can you underestimate yourself!"

Zhao Chonghuan stared at him, his eyes slightly warm.

Although his heart was surging by his words yesterday at Fengbo Pavilion, when he heard what he said again, a hint of hot flashes would inevitably overflow into his bones and blood, causing her heart to tremble.

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