On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

The murderer came after all.

Under the cover of the shadow of the whirling tree, a black figure flew past the corner of the wall, frequently firing hidden weapons. The people on the roof stretched their bows and set their arrows, and the arrows moved with the opponent's movement, and finally shot out with a whoosh.

"Well!"

The assassin narrowly escaped, but was still scratched by the sharp arrow on his shoulder. He has been lurking in the dark for a long time, using a wild cat to test out most of the people lurking in the dark, so he is proficient in dodging. With a flick of his wrist, the money dart in his sleeve shot straight at the window!

Wu Yue sternly said: "Stop him!"

The assassin seemed determined to die. Seeing the long sword coming towards him, he did not dodge or dodge. He fired dozens of hidden weapons, but they were all shot down by the ambush masters.

Wu Yue stabbed with a sword, directly piercing the murderer's right shoulder, and at the same time, the sharp archer on the roof also shot a white feather arrow into his left knee, and the opponent was reborn in an instant. Create.

The murderer couldn't stand still, and fell to his knees with a thud. Everyone thought that he was exhausted, but who would have thought that his ears moved slightly, and he could distinguish his position when he heard the sound, a cold light flashed in his hand, and he shot three silver needles as thin as a cow's hair directly at the gap in the window, without looking carefully I can't feel it at all. Wu Yue hastily swung his sword and chopped off two of them, but one of them was unable to stop it and shot into the window.

When Gongsun Zhuoyu heard the commotion outside, he was already vigilant to protect Du Lingchun behind him. When he saw a cold light flash in the dark night, he rolled on the spot with his arms in his arms, narrowly avoiding it.

"Whoosh—"

Just now the two of them were standing opposite the bedpost, and now a silver needle was silently stuck on it, shining faintly under the moonlight.

Gongsun Zhuoyu pressed on Du Lingchun, looked out the window with piercing eyes, waited for a while, and finally confirmed that there was no danger, then helped the person under him up from the ground: "Company, it's okay Bar?"

Du Lingchun was naturally fine, he glanced around Gongsun Zhuoyu, and seeing that the other party was not injured, he said in a cold voice: "Come on, go out and have a look."

Just as Wu Yue wanted to go in to check on Du Lingchun's safety, he saw him come out in his outerwear, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee to plead guilty: "This subordinate deserves to die, for failing to stop the assassin's hidden weapon, please forgive me!"

Du Lingchun flicked his sleeves and said nothing, his face was cold, and he asked him to go down to receive the punishment.

In the middle of the courtyard was a man kneeling. He was wearing night clothes and his face was covered so that he couldn't see his face clearly. He was shot by an arrow in his left knee, and his shoulder was also stained with blood, but he was still stubborn, and he held back a sound without shouting.

Du Lingchun stood on the steps, looked down at him condescendingly, his eyes were cold: "Take off his mask!"

Immediately someone tore off his veil, revealing the face of a young man. With sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is full of chivalry. It's just that his face is pale, and he inevitably loses a bit of prestige.

The guard asked: "Company, what should I do with this person?"

Du Lingchun has always cut grass and roots in his actions, not to mention that this person wants to take his life, and the hatred in his heart cannot be vented without a thousand cuts. He squinted his eyes, and was about to say that he would be taken back to the Beijing Law Division for torture, when his sleeves were suddenly pulled.

"Company," Gongsun Zhuoyu whispered in his ear, "There must be an accomplice behind this case, let him live for now, let me interrogate."

He was clearly talking about the most serious thing, but he wanted to lean close to her and whisper it in her ear, with a look of concealment, outsiders would think that they had some shady affair.

Du Lingchun's ears were hot, he pulled back his sleeves sullenly, and said with a frown, "It's up to you."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought to himself and pulled up his sleeves, what to do with such a big reaction, he never saw Du Lingchun so anxious when holding hands. He touched the tip of his nose. Feel the heart of the company, the needle of the seabed.

Thanks to Gongsun Zhuoyu's words, the murderer was taken to the dungeon of Beijing Law Department. Although he was seriously injured, he was not punished at least, and he was spared some physical pain.

The dungeon smelled rotten and dank, and the smell of death hung over him like a dark cloud, lingering. The people outside all know that the Jinglu Division is the Hall of Yama, but anyone who enters must die ten times and no one will live.

Early the next morning, Gongsun Zhuoyu came here. When he revisits the old place, he will feel more or less emotional. Holding a stack of files in his arms, he finally stopped in front of the cell where the murderer was held, and kicked the straw beside his feet. Through a door, they sat cross-legged in front of the other party.

Gongsun Zhuoyu flipped through the "Anthology of Miscellaneous Poems" in his hand page by page, not at all like interrogating a prisoner, at least that's what Wu Yue, who was hiding in the dark, thought.

Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes fell on the murderer's right arm, under which was wrapped a circle of gauze, which looked bulging: "What's your name?"

The murderer leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and said nothing, blood snaked down the side of his leg, and solidified into lumps again. Already have the will to die.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Gongsun Zhuoyu simply changed the question: "What's your relationship with Luo Jianming?"

The murderer finally moved and gave him a cold look: "I don't know what you are talking about."

His eyes are full of disgust, and he hates corrupt officials.

The "Miscellaneous Poetry Collection" in Gongsun Zhuoyu's hand was almost finished, he browsed quickly, and said: "You have your own rules for killing people, and the names of the dead can be found in this book, but Zhang The previous "Genglouzi Du Lingchun" was not included in the "Miscellaneous Poems", so killing Du Lingchun was obviously not within the scope of your original plan. Today you came here to assassinate Luo Jianming regardless of his injuries Exonerated."

The murderer seems

He didn't expect him to find out this. Hearing this, he gave him a suspicious look, and then sneered after a while: "It seems that not all of you are just fools. But you guessed wrong, I There are no rules for killing people. Today I was captured by mistake. If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want. Don’t ask useless nonsense. If you do it, someone else will do it."

When he said this, Gongsun Zhuoyu was not happy to listen to it, and closed the book with a snap, raised his eyebrows and said: "You are still so stubborn when you are about to die, you are a eunuch, I don't know Some people think you are some kind of aristocrat, you are beyond words."

The murderer seemed to realize that Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't like the word "eunuch", and deliberately sneered: "Although I am a reckless gangster, I am better than them who oppress the people. Besides, people are divided into three schools and nine streams. He’s just a rootless eunuch, did I say he’s eunuch wrong?”

Gongsun Zhuoyu usually had a smile on his face, but when he heard him say this, his complexion darkened in a rare way. Throwing the collection of poems in his hand aside, he flipped through another volume, and said without beginning or end: "According to what you said, General Mo Yanwu of Long Xiang was defeated in front of the battle, and his family is full of people. Being beheaded, the only daughter, Mo Jingxian, was imprisoned in the Jiaofang Division and reduced to a firework girl, isn't she also a lowly person?"

"Wow--"

The murderer got up violently and pulled the iron chain on his wrist. He rushed to the prison door, gasping for breath, staring at Gongsun Zhuoyu fiercely: "What did you find out?!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu said unhurriedly: "What can I find out? It is said in this file that Mo Jingxian fell into the water and died shortly after joining the Jiaofang Secretary, but it is a pity that the body was not found. If she Alive, it should be the last blood of the Mo family, right?"

As he spoke, he paused: "But maybe he's not dead yet, and now he's hiding in some messy alley."

This remark was a deliberate probing, the murderer didn't intend to say anything, but when he heard what he said later, his complexion changed drastically, and he tightened his grip on the prison door: "You must not hurt her!"

Arresting a woman in for torture and torture, this kind of thing can definitely be done by the Beijing Law Department.

Gongsun Zhuoyu threw the file aside: "Answer my question first, what's your name?"

The murderer stared at him, but Gongsun Zhuoyu was unmoved. After a while, the other party finally couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth and said three words: "Ye Wuhen."

Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Why did you kill those four people?"

Ye Wuhen sneered: "Man's evil will be eradicated by heaven. If the sky does not eradicate it, I will eradicate it."

Gongsun Zhuoyu wanted to give you to whoever he could, so why didn't he kill the emperor: "Why did you take Dong Qianli's face off?"

Ye Wuhen said: "He loves money like his life, but he is harsh and oppressive to the people, and he is known as a pickpocket. He is a shameless person, so what if I pick up his face?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "Then why did you cut Guo Han in half?"

Ye Wuhen sneered: "He is lustful by nature, rapes women and girls, and forces good men to become prostitutes. It is also a disaster to keep that thing underneath. But I am afraid that my sword will be dirty, so I cut him in half."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was very curious: "Where is Jing Zhaoyin and Chu Lianjiang, why did you hang him in the courtroom?"

Ye Wuhen sat back again, and his face was a little pale because of the cracked wound: "As a parent official, if you can't plead for the people and appeal for grievances, what's the use? Chu Lianjiang clings to the powerful, and there are countless unjust, false and wrong cases. , in vain of the word 'Ming Jing Gao Hang', I will hang his body in the court, so what?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "Very good."

Ye Wuhen didn't need him to ask, he consciously told the cause of Baiqiu's death: "Baiqiu has a mouth that turns black and white, mixes right and wrong, and it's useless to keep his tongue, so I pulled out his tongue and made him a mute, so as not to worry Harm people and ghosts after death."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that this method of death was quite particular, so he returned to the original question; "What is your relationship with Luo Jianming? What is your relationship with Mo Jingxian?"

The murderer glared at him fiercely: "I killed the man. If you want to interrogate, you can interrogate him, and if you want to cut him up, cut him up. Don't ask nonsense!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't ask any more, because he knew that even if he kept asking, Ye Wuhen wouldn't confide another word. Standing up from the ground, he patted his dusty sleeve robe: "Since that's the case, it's inevitable that I'll wrong you to stay here for a few more days. Don't worry, you won't be here until I play Your Majesty. Someone will kill you."

Ye Wuhen glanced at him: "Should I thank you?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his eyebrows: "That's not necessary, I like honesty, thank you verbally would be too insincere."

Ye Wuhen clenched the prison door tightly, and sneered with disdain: "No wonder you joined Du Lingchun's sect, so you are on the same level as that eunuch."

Gongsun Zhuoyu had already left, but when he heard the words, he turned back, looked at Ye Wuhen and said seriously: "You can call him a traitor, but you can't call him a eunuch, let me hear it a second time, I don't promise Will it involve the girl who lives in Luohua Hutong?"

Du Lingchun may not be a good person, and his actions should be criticized, but those bad words should not fall on his handicap. Like when a lame man is caught stealing, he is to be blamed for the theft, not the lame leg.

Ye Wuhen gritted his teeth and said nothing after a while, "Those who do evil things will not end well."

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "I believe this sentence seventy percent."

Nothing good happened to him in his previous life.

Wu Yue hid in the dark, and when he saw Gongsun Zhuoyu coming out, he remained silent.

Sei turned and left, and returned to the company's mansion.

"He really said that?"

Du Lingchun was practicing handwriting in the study room, when he heard that his strokes paused, the ink couldn't be contained, and it immediately leaked out, soaking a large area of ​​traces. A piece of calligraphy just practiced was ruined.

Wu Yue stood not far away, still expressionless, cupped his hands and said: "Your subordinates dare not lie."

Du Lingchun said nothing, crumpled up the paper and threw it away, and replaced it with a new one. He has tried his best to practice according to Gongsun Zhuoyu's handwriting, but he still lacks some strength. Now that I heard what Wu Yue reported, I lost my pen edge——

A part of my cold and ruthless heart suddenly softened.

Du Lingchun closed his eyes: "Understood, let's go down."

Wu Yue raised his head: "Company, what should we do with the assassin?"

Gouging out flesh, deboning, or gouging out eyes? In short, people who offend Du Lingchun never end well.

But Du Lingchun said: "Leave it to Gongsun Zhuoyu to investigate, if he wants to be promoted to Beijing Zhaoyin, he should have a head in front of the emperor."

This is not his way of doing things, Wu Yue's eyes also faintly flashed a trace of surprise when he heard the words Gujing Wubo, but he still retreated as he said.

Gongsun Zhuoyu left the dungeon, originally planned to go to Luohua Hutong to interrogate the woman about her details. But thinking that Ye Wuhen had already been caught in the dungeon, and the woman was also watched by Shi Qianqiu, she couldn't escape anyway, so she went to the study to see Du Lingchun.

"Company!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu took a look at the window first, saw someone inside, and then went in. Whoever wanted to open the door to have a look, found that Du Lingchun was actually practicing calligraphy in the study.

When Du Lingchun saw him coming, he casually put down his pen and asked casually pretending not to know, "Why, the interrogation is over?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu moved closer to him, like a piece of sticky rice cake: "Not yet."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the desktop: "Is the company practicing calligraphy?"

Du Lingchun accidentally saw him again, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it aside: "Written indiscriminately."

Gongsun Zhuoyu quietly hugged his waist from behind, his chin just touched Du Lingchun's shoulder, and his fingertips scratched a little red mole on the other's neck, and asked in a low voice Said: "Why doesn't the company let me teach?"

That's Du Lingchun's sensitive spot, like a switch, his body softens as soon as he touches it.

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