On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

Song Xitang was taken aback when he heard the words, the first thought in his mind was that he felt that Gongsun Zhuoyu was teasing him, he was ashamed and angry, stomped his feet angrily and said: "Master Gongsun, don't make fun of me at this time!"

Could it be that he changed his name today, and tomorrow he will fill the streets with gongs and drums to announce it to the world? !

Gongsun Zhuoyu touched the tip of his nose, and felt that this method might be a bit of a joke. He just simply thought that the murderer was a perfectionist, maybe even a little obsessive-compulsive, maybe changing his name would really help.

"I'd like to see if he dares to come," Du Lingchun sneered, clenched the paper in his hand, and told Wu Yue: "Call all the first-class Xuanyi guards from the Jinglu Division and stay here. If the murderer comes, he will be captured if he can, and if he cannot be captured, he will be killed!"

It is his style to cut grass and roots.

Gongsun Zhuoyu looked at Song Xitang and Leng Wuyan sympathetically when he heard the words, generally based on the kind of plot played out in TV dramas, no matter how many guards are sent, it is useless, people will definitely be killed in various bizarre ways died in the house.

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Song Xitang was stared at by Gongsun Zhuoyu, and his back was sweating coldly, his hair stood on end: "Why does Brother Zhuoyu look at me like this?"

Leng Wuyan's voice was hoarse: "Master Gongsun thinks that we cannot escape this disaster?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought this would be too much hatred: "No, no, I'm just worried about the two gentlemen."

After he finished speaking, he quietly glanced at Du Lingchun. Then little by little, little by little, he took out the crumpled piece of paper from the opponent's hand and compared it with the one he brought from the Ministry of Criminal Justice. After looking at it for a while, I found that the paper quality is the same, the trimming is the same, the font is the same, and the ink marks are of the same degree of age. They should be torn from the same book. "

In other words, the poem was indeed sent by the murderer.

If Gongsun Zhuoyu was thinking, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of something, but before he could figure it out, he heard Du Lingchun suddenly say: "You wait here for the news, Gongsun Zhuoyu followed me into the palace to meet the Holy Majesty."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was startled: "Ah?!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu may not have entered the imperial palace a few times in his previous life and this life, but he did not expect to get in with great difficulty, but under such circumstances. The carriage of the Sigong Mansion galloped all the way into the palace in the middle of the night, and finally stopped in front of Chongwu Gate. The commander of the imperial guards on duty stepped forward and stopped the carriage: "Who is in the carriage?!"

Du Lingchun opened the curtain, his eyes darkened: "Let's go quickly."

The commander of the imperial army was taken aback when he saw this, and quickly withdrew his hand: "So it's Du Sigong."

After saying this, he quickly signaled his subordinates to let him go, and at the same time said something quickly in a low voice: "Master Yan brought Tang Feishuang into the palace half an hour ago, and he is discussing matters with His Majesty in the Wuji Hall."

Du Lingchun was thoughtful when he heard the words, sneered and lowered the curtain heavily, secretly thinking that Yan Fu was old and cunning. Bringing Tang Feishuang into the palace at this hour was nothing more than wanting to seize the opportunity.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look across. Gongsun Zhuoyu was sitting on his seat studying the two pieces of paper, flipping them over and over again, but he didn't know what they saw, so he was so engrossed.

"Gongsun Zhuoyu." Du Lingchun suddenly called out.

"Huh?" The latter raised his head immediately, his eyes sparkling: "What orders does the company have?"

In fact, Du Lingchun was fine, he just wanted to call him, turned his head and looked away: "It's nothing."

The palace wall is majestic and majestic, and a long corridor leads directly to the front, making it impossible to see the end. The setting sun burns red in the corner of the sky and dyes it into twilight purple and gold, as thick as blood. Standing on the ridge of the palace is a 狻猊 beast, with its head upright facing the east, leaving only a black silhouette under the sky.

The wheels of the chariot rolled gently on the bluestone slabs, and the ladies and eunuchs who came and went retreated to the sides, waiting for the carriage to pass before returning to walking.

Du Lingchun closed his eyes and propped his head, not knowing what he was thinking. He spent the most humble days here, and also spent the most glorious days here. Step by step, I climbed up the ladder with my sister. In my heart, I can't always say that I am happy.

They've gone high, but not high enough...

Du Lingchun slowly opened his eyes, only to find that Gongsun Zhuoyu was sitting next to him at some point, holding two pieces of paper in his hand, under the light of the candle, there was a hazy halo, and he could see Fascinated.

Du Lingchun unconsciously sat up straight, smoothed the folds of his sleeves with his fingertips, and squinted at Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Why are you sitting here?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his head when he heard the words, and smiled at him, with a pair of affectionate eyes, with an innocent flair: "The company's side is well lit."

After he finished speaking, he folded the two pieces of paper and put them in his sleeve, but he didn't read any more.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was actually a little nervous, afraid that Du Lingchun would push him back to sit across from him, but after waiting for a while, seeing that the other party didn't seem to have such intentions, he was slightly relieved.

A gust of evening wind blew and raised the curtain of the carriage.

Gongsun Zhuoyu moved unconsciously, but when he found himself very close to Du Lingchun, he stopped again. They were shoulder to shoulder, legs to thigh, and the thin layer of clothes could hardly block anything, and they could feel the heat from each other's body.

Du Lingchun clenched his fingertips tightly, wondering why this bastard Gongsun Zhuoyu was sitting closer. He was a little flustered, and moved a little outside quietly, but it didn't take long for the latter to come closer again.

Du Lingchun stared at him: "What are you doing?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu's voice sounded really stuttering: "Xiaguan... This is the first time for Xiaguan to face the Holy Spirit, so I'm a little nervous..."

As he spoke, he spread out his right hand with well-defined joints, exposing his white palm to the air: "I don't believe the company, I touched it, and I broke out in cold sweat."

Du Lingchun thought that there was nothing to be nervous about, but when he saw Gongsun Zhuoyu looking at him innocently, he touched his palm lightly in a strange way. It feels sticky and wet to the touch, and he really doesn't sweat. He was about to take it back, but Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly held his hand, and said in a low voice: "Company..."

Du Lingchun was startled by his action and his heart beat suddenly accelerated: "What are you doing?"

That's all he seems to say.

Gongsun Zhuoyu moved his lips, and was about to say something, but before he could speak, a voice suddenly sounded from outside: "Sigong, you have arrived outside the Tai Chi Hall."

Hearing this, Du Lingchun forced himself to calm down: "Got it."

He didn't even look at Gongsun Zhuoyu after he finished speaking, he pulled back his hand and got off the carriage in a little panic, Gongsun Zhuoyu had no choice but to get off after seeing this.

The Tai Chi Hall is as big as a square, surrounded by a red wall, the carriage can only be parked outside the red wall, and the rest of the road needs to be entered by oneself.

The hall was brightly lit, and the emperor sat behind the imperial case, not angry and pretentious, but there were two men standing under the golden steps. One person has white hair and beard, and is dressed in a scarlet official robe. He is Yan Fu, the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. The other person is about twenty years old, and dressed in blue clothes. He is Tang Feishuang who broke into the Ministry of Punishment today.

Yan Fu entered the palace, and first reported to the emperor about the ending of the flood in the south, and then he seemed to mention the serial murder case unintentionally: "The murderer is really rampant, causing the court to be in turmoil. Fortunately, Mr. Tang has already entered the capital. The truth will be found out soon.”

When this matter was brought up, the emperor also frowned. He looked at Tang Feishuang, always showing some pity for young talents: "Tang Feishuang, although you have no official status, I have authorized you to investigate this case. Don't let me Outsiders saw the joke."

Tang Feishuang cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, Cao Min has gone to the Ministry of Criminal Justice today to look at the corpses. The three adults were all killed by the sword. The murderer is not weak in martial arts. Although it is tricky, it is not completely clueless. Now we only need to wait for him to send out the fourth poem, and we can ambush him secretly and capture him."

Officials in the court were killed repeatedly, and the emperor also felt the murderer's provocation, and said in a deep voice: "You must capture this person, otherwise, if it gets out, the royal family will become a laughing stock, and this Daye official will also become a laughing stock. Afterwards, there is no prestige among the people, how can we govern the country!"

As soon as the words finished, the chief eunuch suddenly trotted in and whispered in the emperor's ear: "Return to Your Majesty, Du Sigong asks to see you."

The emperor trusted Du Lingchun quite a lot, not to mention that because of the noble concubine Du Qiuwan, he also loved the house a little bit, and threw the memorial in his hand aside with a smile: "He really knows how to choose the time, and it just happens to be with Prime Minister Yan." We met together."

It seems that he is completely unaware of the open and secret struggle between Yan and Du.

The eunuch whispered: "Sigong Du is accompanied by a young man."

The emperor thought for a moment, as if he knew who it was, he waved his sleeves and said, "No problem, those are the people I summoned to investigate the case together, let them in."

Tang Feishuang glanced outside, the emperor caught his small movements, and said: "This man's name is Gongsun Zhuoyu, although he is only a county magistrate, he has the ability to solve cases. In my opinion, his talent is not inferior to yours. I'm rather curious, which of you two can find out the truth first."

Tang Feishuang is indeed talented, and talented people are more or less arrogant, not to mention that he has been sought after by others since he was a child, so he is inevitably frivolous and conceited. Hearing this, he said with a smile but not a smile: "Cao Min also really wants to compete with this Lord Gongsun."

The demeanor is careless.

In the outer room, Gongsun Zhuoyu followed Du Lingchun into the inner hall, adhering to the idea that more things are better than less things, honestly lowered his eyes to stare at the tufted flower carpet on the floor, and didn't dare to look at the surrounding decorations.

Du Lingchun walked to the threshold and looked back at him: "Follow me, don't be nervous."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking to himself, and said in a low voice: "With my company here, I'm sure I'm not afraid."

Du Lingchun shook his sleeves and went into the hall. When he saw Yan Fu, he smiled coldly, then looked away, bowed his hands to the emperor and saluted: "I have seen Your Majesty."

Gongsun Zhuoyu followed suit: "I have seen Your Majesty."

The emperor waved his hand: "Aiqing is free of courtesy. I ask to see you late at night. I don't know what's important?"

Du Lingchun said: "Today, the staff of Weichen's mansion were gathering in the teahouse, but they accidentally received the fourth letter from the murderer. It is expected that the other party will attack again, so I dare not delay, so I came here to inform His Majesty."

After finishing speaking, he handed the fourth piece of paper to the person in front of the imperial court and presented it.

When everyone heard the news, they were more or less slightly surprised. The emperor frowned and took the paper, then handed it down to Yan Fu and Tang Feishuang to read, and said with a gloomy expression, "This man has a serious murderous intention."

Already killed three, now is the fourth, I don't know how many times the other party will kill before stopping.

Tang Feishuang actually took a piece of paper from the Ministry of Criminal Justice, he took it out from his pocket, compared the two, and said after a while: "The quality of the paper is the same, the handwriting is the same, it is indeed from the same murderer."

Du Lingchun said to the emperor: "My minister has transferred people from the Jinglu Department to guard it strictly. As long as the murderer dares to come, he will surely be unable to fly."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought to the company, let's not be so absolute, it would be bad if we slapped him in the face. Finally, he couldn't hold back and looked up, only to see the emperor sitting on the dragon chair, staring at himself with great interest.

The emperor was very fond of Gongsun Zhuoyu.

The image was quite deep, and suddenly he asked: "Gongsun Zhuoyu, do you still remember me?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu: "..."

Isn't this the old man talking outside when he was trying Yu's case?

Gongsun Zhuoyu never thought that he was not the emperor. After being shocked, he came to his senses and smiled awkwardly: "Maybe there was a chance meeting. His Majesty is very kind."

The emperor said: "When I went out to patrol Jiangzhou, I saw you solve a case. It was quite wonderful. Regarding this case, what do you think?"

Du Lingchun glanced at Gongsun Zhuoyu, raised his chin slightly, and signaled him to speak bluntly, this is a good opportunity to show his face.

Gongsun Zhuoyu took a step forward, cupped his hands and said: "Wei Chen went to the Ministry of Punishment to look at the corpses, and found that they all had dense sword marks on their bodies, and the wounds were of the same shape and size, indicating that the murderer had extremely high martial arts skills, was good at using long swords, and had a strong sense of belonging to the deceased. Deep hatred..."

The emperor frowned: "Hate? How can you tell?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu said: "The murderer's martial arts are extremely high. He could have stabbed them to death with a single sword, but he tortured them to death by cutting their faces, cutting them in half, and hanging them to death. If there is no vengeance, then they are cruel by nature."

Yan Fu glanced at him from the side, nodded slightly, and showed approval on his face. Obviously, he didn't expect that besides corrupt officials, Du Lingchun's subordinates also had people who could do things.

Gongsun Zhuoyu continued: "Before the murderer kills, he will send a piece of poetry with the name of the deceased, indicating that there is a set of rules in doing things, and the person he kills must have similarities to be stared at by him." Above all, it’s just that I’m stupid, and I haven’t figured out where the similarities are.”

Tang Feishuang suddenly said pointingly: "Isn't this easy to find? Dong Qianli and the others are notorious among the people. They are all people who oppress the people. It is not uncommon for them to be targeted by murderers. As for Du Why do the company's customers receive poems, we have to ask them."

The implication is that Song Xitang and Leng Wuyan are the same people, their hands are not clean, they even dragged Du Lingchun into the water.

When Du Lingchun heard the words, he squinted his eyes calmly, and already had murderous intentions towards Tang Feishuang, and said with a sneer, "Mr. Tang, what do you mean by that?"

Tang Feishuang pouted: "It's not interesting."

Gongsun Zhuoyu frowned slightly beside him, always feeling that the murderer's target should not be the two cautious counselors, but for a while he couldn't figure out the key.

The author has something to say: Gongsun Zhuoyu: This old man talks too much.

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