On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

After the castration of the eunuch, in this life, there is no love between men and women, but every time he falls into Gongsun Zhuoyu's arms, Du Lingchun feels an indescribable palpitation. He pressed Gongsun Zhuoyu's hand that was making trouble around his neck, pretended to be angry, and scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu withdrew his hand, landed on his waist again, buried his face on his shoulder, rubbed against him twice like a cat, and said in a deep and sweet voice, "Company..."

Du Lingchun's heart was beating wildly, wondering why Gongsun Zhuoyu, a handsome man, always used to act like a little girl. He tilted his head unconsciously, and his voice was stiff: "What's the matter?"

There was a hint of pampering in his tone that he hadn't noticed, as if no matter what the other party wanted, he would willingly offer it with both hands.

Gongsun Zhuoyu blinked: "I'm going to Luohua Hutong soon..."

"Bastard!" Du Lingchun's complexion changed immediately, and this time he was really angry, "What kind of place is that kind of fireworks place? You can go there once, and you have to go a second time?!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu wondered if Du Lingchun was jealous, tilted his head and looked at him: "It's just an investigation."

Du Lingchun stared at him and gritted his teeth: "Gongsun Zhuoyu, do you still remember how many times you entered brothels under the guise of investigating the case?"

Once in Jiangzhou, once in Beijing, and now is the third time.

Sigong Du doesn't like wearing a green hat, so watching Gongsun Zhuoyu run to the fireworks field every day is a bit of a bastard. Even if the other party doesn't do anything, it is inevitable that they will not be tempted when they see those women are so charming.

Du Lingchun thought about his physical disability, so he couldn't help becoming more anxious.

Gongsun Zhuoyu teased him: "If Sigong kisses me, I'll catch that accomplice, and I'll be back in half a stick of incense. Even if someone has the evil intention to ask for flowers and willows, it won't do."

Du Lingchun felt ashamed: "You——!"

He instinctively raised his eyes, but caught Gongsun Zhuoyu's gaze unexpectedly, and swallowed the words that came to his mouth. No matter how close the two are, the tips of their noses can touch each other, and their breaths are intertwined and lingering, making it difficult to distinguish between you and me.

"..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu has a pair of affectionate eyes, and the four characters of romantic and suave seem to lack a bit of charm. It also has good bones, and it is sought after by countless women in a place like Shangjing. Once the case is resolved, it will be just around the corner to reach the top.

Du Lingchun was always afraid that he had nothing to give him, not even the most basic sex. There was a momentary silence.

Gongsun Zhuoyu is a proud and shameless person, he has never felt inferior. He just stared at Du Lingchun's overly feminine eyebrows and gazed into his eyes, and slowly leaned over to kiss her, and said in a low voice, "Company..."

Du Lingchun closed his eyes, resigning himself to his fate. He was a little nervous, and slowly clenched Gongsun Zhuoyu's shoulders with his fingertips. Without struggling, he felt the other party's warm lips on his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, the side of his face, and finally his lips. He finally pursed his lips and responded jerky. .

Gongsun Zhuoyu noticed his movements, smiled and narrowed his eyes, and became more and more attached to him. The two of them turned upside down and unconsciously fell on the grand teacher's chair. Du Lingchun was so dizzy and hypoxic by his kiss that he didn't know what day it was.

The scarlet sleeve robe slipped off like water, revealing half of her fair wrist. After Du Lingchun passed through that period of jerky emotions, he began to hug Gongsun Zhuoyu unconsciously, his long black hair fell on his shoulders, as thick as a crow's feather. Only the lip color is getting darker, a piece of bright red.

Gongsun Zhuoyu pressed against the tip of Du Lingchun's nose, and rubbed him intimately twice. Du Lingchun held him down, and the words were meant to reprimand, but the tone of his mouth softened unconsciously: "It's in broad daylight, how decent it is."

There is still a half-slit in the outer window, allowing you to see the landscape and the lotus pond.

Gongsun Zhuoyu lay motionless in his arms, clinging to others.

Du Lingchun had no choice but to push him, and finally made a compromise: "Quickly go back."

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his head and asked tentatively, "Then I'm going?"

Du Lingchun had a hard face, but when he met Gongsun Zhuoyu's shining eyes, his heart was so soft that he couldn't hear his emotions, and he hummed: "If you want to go, just go, dawdling what to do."

Gongsun Zhuoyu waited for his words, and after hearing the words, he secretly kissed him on the face, then ran out of the study happily, and disappeared in a moment.

Du Lingchun was a little dazed, and after realizing it, he slowly sat up straight. He raised his hand to touch his face, the warm touch still lingered, making people dizzy.

Du Lingchun leaned back on the back of the chair, put his hands on the browbones, lowered his eyebrows, and still couldn't figure out why he was fascinated by this little bastard, Gongsun Zhuoyu. His fingertips tapped on the edge of the table, making a dull sound.

Wu Yue immediately appeared outside the window: "What orders does the company have?"

Du Lingchun didn't even raise his eyes: "Gongsun Zhuoyu went to the place of fireworks, you find a few people to follow, secretly protect him, and don't allow him to mess around."

In just one sentence, Wu Yue made up a lot of things in his brain, his expression became subtle for a moment, thinking what kind of nonsense he was, he hesitated and replied: "Yes, this subordinate will order someone to do it."

The girls in Luohua Hutong only come out to do business at night, so the daytime is very quiet. Gongsun Zhuoyu led the people to the entrance of the alley last time, and was about to knock on the door when Shi Qianqiu jumped down from the tree and landed in front of him silently.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was pleasantly surprised: "Ah! Great Master!"

Traitor.

Shi Qianqiu swallowed back the two words that came to his mouth: "My lord, I have been waiting here all night, but I didn't find any movement."

Gongsun Zhuoyu patted him on the shoulder: "Master has worked hard, the murderer was captured last night, please wait a moment, I will ask that woman to finish talking, let's

Let's go back together. "

Shi Qianqiu: "..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu and Du Lingchun agreed to rush back in a matter of minutes, so naturally there would be no further delay. He walked to the gate of the courtyard where the bloodstains disappeared last time, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the sound of footsteps came from inside immediately: "Here we come!"

A plain-looking woman opened the door, and when she saw Gongsun Zhuoyu and his party, the smile on her face froze on her lips, and then she slowly regained her composure, her complexion pale and terrifying.

Gongsun Zhuoyu glanced inside: "Girl, we are from the government, so is it convenient for me to ask some questions?"

The woman didn't answer, but took a few steps back with stiff hands and feet, then turned around and walked to the well in silence, and continued to wash the clothes in the basin, bowing her head without saying a word.

Gongsun Zhuoyu asked them to wait outside, and walked in by himself, two black-clothed guards wanted to follow, but Shi Qianqiu's horizontal sword blocked them.

Shi Qianqiu frowned: "What are you doing after?"

The black-clothed guards looked at each other and said hesitantly, "I'm afraid that Mr. Gongsun will do something wrong."

Shi Qianqiu: "What nonsense?"

The guard in black stammered: "Who... whore..."

Shi Qianqiu narrowed his eyes: "What is he doing to you whores?"

The guards were all silent, pretending to be dumb.

Shi Qianqiu thought it was a broken rule of the government, so he simply put his sword back, crossed his arms, and said, "He doesn't have the guts."

The old lady at home made repeated orders not to allow Gongsun Zhuoyu to hang out with the fireworks girl, so he naturally didn't dare to mess around. Shi Qianqiu followed Gongsun Zhuoyu for three or four years, went in and out of the brothel dozens of times, listened to music and drank, and left after eating.

The guards had to observe the situation from the outside.

Gongsun Zhuoyu walked into the courtyard, and saw a small low table in the middle, with several home-cooked dishes on it, quite hearty, with two sets of bowls and chopsticks. He took a wooden stool casually, sat beside him and asked, "Miss is waiting for someone?"

The woman said nothing, and beat the clothes with a wooden stick. She was dressed in plain clothes and had the beauty of Xi Shi.

Gongsun Zhuoyu touched the cold dish, and sighed: "It seems that the person you were waiting for has not returned."

When the woman heard this, her movements paused, and then she returned to normal. She lowered her head and vigorously scrubbed the clothes with such force that two strands of her hair came loose, and her slender hands stretched out with blue veins.

Gongsun Zhuoyu said to himself: "He was seriously injured, his shoulder was pierced, and his knee was shot with an arrow. It is estimated that he will not live long."

A gust of breeze blew by, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers, but it was fishy and sweet like blood.

The woman finally stopped her movements, as if someone had tapped her acupuncture points, she remained motionless, with her head down, unable to see her expression clearly. A moment later, a tear slipped from the socket of her eye, and silently sank into the basin.

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't want to make the girl cry, so he sat in a different position: "What's the girl's name?"

The woman clenched the wet clothes in her hands, washed them with numbing pulp, and said three words coldly: "Mo Jingxian."

He actually spoke the truth directly.

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his eyebrows: "But according to the file, you fell into the water and died not long after you were recruited into the Jiaofang Division."

At that time, the entire family of Mo's family was demoted to slavery, all adult men were executed, and all the women were sent to Jiaofang as official prostitutes, and they could not get out for life.

Mo Jingxian is slender and beautiful, she doesn't look like a general's offspring at all: "I can swim, so there is no difficulty in feigning death."

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "The Jiaofang Division is closely guarded. If you can escape successfully, someone must help you. Is it Ye Wuhen or Luo Jianming?"

He knew far more news than Mo Jingxian imagined.

The woman finally raised her head, and Gongsun Zhuoyu saw that her eyes were red, as if stained with blood: "Uncle Luo is my father's former department, he tried to help me escape, and found this place for me to settle down."

Although Luohua Hutong is full of fish and dragons, its location is secluded, and the neighbors around do not know each other, and they all huddle in their houses. If you don't leave the gate and don't step through the second gate, it's safe.

Gongsun Zhuoyu clasped his hands, twirling his thumbs: "Where's Ye Wuhen?"

Mo Jingxian is like a person who has lost her soul. Whatever Gongsun Zhuoyu asks, she will answer. She lowers her head and smooths out the folds of her clothes. Her voice cannot detect emotion: "When I was in Jiaofangsi, I once saved his life, but he insisted on pestering me to repay his kindness, so I ordered him to kill four people for me, and he went."

Gongsun Zhuoyu let out a cry, put his hands into his sleeves, and seemed to sigh: "You tell me everything, are you afraid that I will take you into prison?"

Mo Jingxian finally let go of the clothes in her hand: "You have already captured him, and you have found out here. Whether I say it or not, you will know sooner or later. It's just that Uncle Luo has nothing to do with this matter. Please don't involve him."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was puzzled: "Why don't you intercede for Ye Wuhen?"

Mo Jingxian looked at him: "Is it useful?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu smiled apologetically: "It's useless."

There is a qualitative difference between Ye Wuhen's crime and Luo Jianming's.

Mo Jingxian wrung out her clothes and hung them to dry on the rope in the yard. Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't urge her, and just waited quietly. He saw two pieces of clothing on the rope, one for men and one for women, touching each other, clean and even.

The food on the table was freezing cold.

Mo Jingxian pursed her lips, looked up at Gongsun Zhuoyu, calmly and calmly: "Aren't you going to catch me, let's go."

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't put shackles on her, but ordered her hands to be tied up with hemp rope. Arms folded, it is inevitable to feel pity: "The girl is only in her early twenties.

? "

Mo Jingxian said, "Eighteen."

Only eighteen.

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded and said nothing. He has always liked to be a confused official, because sometimes the truth may not be as everyone wishes. He walked in front, and Mo Jingxian was escorted behind.

Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly asked: "Young lady, don't you regret it?"

Mo Jingxian did not speak.

The small courtyard was left far behind. There were thirty-two memorial tablets in the inner hall, and a handful of half-burned incense was inserted in the incense burner. The smoke and fire lingered, making everything around it unreal.

At the beginning Mo Yanwu led his troops to fight in the front, but the food and grass in the rear were delayed, and it was snowing and cold, 50,000 soldiers had to suffer for half a month, exhausted, most of them were killed by the enemy. It was later discovered that someone was just greedy for military expenses and deceived the superior and the inferior. However, all the blame was placed on Mo Yanwu alone.

Mo Jingxian didn't answer, Gongsun Zhuoyu knew that she didn't regret it, but he had nothing to persuade her.

This dynasty is different from the later generations. There is no police to uphold justice, but only officials to protect each other. Corruption is rampant, and human life is as cheap as grass. If ordinary people want to redress their grievances, they can't even find an upright official who can uphold justice.

Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't help thinking of his colleagues in Jiangzhou. When the magistrate hosted a banquet in honor of Du Lingchun, everyone came, but Bai Songhe, the county magistrate of Ning County, did not come, and finally offended Du Lingchun, so he should be at home now.

The example of Bai Songhe is the situation of most upright officials in this dynasty. If they don't want to join forces with others, it is not tolerated by the world. Bao Zheng has only produced one in hundreds of years.

Gongsun Zhuoyu is a very vulgar person. He can't live a hard life, and he can't fight against so many people. As the saying goes, if you can't beat it, join it. Maybe there will be a little bit of pain in my conscience, but at least my life will be saved, right?

The group returned to Sigong's mansion, but Gongsun Zhuoyu did not go to the palace to report immediately, but asked someone to find a place to detain Mo Jingxian first, while he sat on the veranda railing and thought about the case.

Of course, it may not be thinking about the case, but thinking about life.

Gongsun Zhuoyu always felt that his conscience was a little bit off when he handed over Ye Wuhen and Mo Jingxian. Strange, he hadn't felt this way before.

The system reappeared after a long absence, it landed on Gongsun Zhuoyu's left shoulder, and patted the back of his head with its wings: 【This is the fault of the dynasty. 】

It's too profound, Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't understand: "What do you mean?"

The system flapped its wings: [No matter where, there are always many people who do bad things and few people who do good things. But this dynasty lacks an official who can stir up the Qing Dynasty. 】

If there were officials in this dynasty who were not afraid of power like Bao Zheng, maybe Mo Jingxian would have chosen to report to the officials to appeal for grievances, and would not have embarked on this road. But unfortunately not, the civil servants headed by Yan Fu are already old and can't compete with Du Lingchun's party.

Gongsun Zhuoyu hated 009's chicken soup for the soul the most, and slapped it flying: "If you want to be an upright official, you should be yourself, and I won't be."

After speaking, he jumped off the railing and went to the study to find Du Lingchun.

People in love are probably like this, wishing to stick together every day.

Naturally, Du Lingchun also wanted to see Gongsun Zhuoyu, but he couldn't meet each other, and the other party would inevitably try to get close, so he was in a dilemma.

Recently, a plague of locusts has occurred in the south, and the food of the people has been damaged, and a large number of victims have appeared. According to the usual practice, the emperor must send people to bring disaster relief money to rescue the disaster, and there is a lot of money in it, and people from Yan Fu's party and Du Lingchun's party are vying for this position.

Song Xitang was analyzing the situation, when he suddenly saw Du Lingchun's absent-minded look, he couldn't help but shut up: "Sir?"

Du Lingchun raised his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Song Xitang stroked his beard: "I see that the company is frowning, it seems that there is something on my mind, why don't you say it, I may share some worries."

Share your worries?

Du Lingchun sneered in his heart, thinking that you can't worry about such things at all. He glanced at the sky, guessing in his heart that Gongsun Zhuoyu should be back soon, and said to Song Xitang: "I know what Mr. said, and I will think about it carefully."

Song Xitang tactfully resigned: "Then I'll go back to my room first."

As soon as he left on his front foot, Gongsun Zhuoyu came over on his back foot.

"Company!"

As soon as Du Lingchun heard this familiar voice, he knew that it was Gongsun Zhuoyu, that little bastard again, and felt a little helpless in his heart. He got up from his seat, and as soon as he walked out of the study, his waist tightened, and he was hugged head-on.

Du Lingchun raised his eyes and saw that the doors of the room were closed, so he didn't stop him. He looked at Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Have you been caught?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "I caught it."

Du Lingchun asked again: "Has the trial found cause and effect?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu paused before nodding: "The trial has come out."

Du Lingchun didn't speak, he looked at Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyebrows and eyes, his eyes seemed to be able to read his mind: "Then why do you have a sad face?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu touched his face unconsciously: "Is there any?"

Obviously still as romantic and unrestrained as ever.

Seeing him shaking his head and shaking his head, Du Lingchun turned around and sat behind the desk, and asked casually, "Tell me, what happened again."

Gongsun Zhuoyu insisted on going over to squeeze together with him: "Sigong, if you want to save the murderer's life in front of His Majesty, isn't it difficult?"

Du Lingchun glanced at him, and said in an unkind tone, "It's as difficult as reaching the sky."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyebrows again and said, "Why, what?

Which girl did you feel sorry for? "

Obviously, the guard who went with him had already reported the matter to him.

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that Du Lingchun's words were so sour and flustered, he smiled but said: "The little lady already has a lover, so naturally it's not my turn to cherish, we just cherish each other's flowers, the company Say it?"

I think his Gongsun Zhuoyu is also a beautiful and delicate flower.

The author has something to say: #Please take good care of this wonderful flower in the company#

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