Peerless Pirates

While Lu Bingxuan and Pang Bai were having a "secret conversation" in the house, Song Zheng was sitting in the adjacent room, slowly drinking sour soup, and casually took out a copy of "Du Gongbu's Poetry Collection" from his arms and started reading.

Read the full version of Brain Domain Seven. He crossed his legs

, shaking his head, and sometimes groaning uncontrollably. In such a scene, he was like a sour scholar who was addicted to books. Hu Wenhu, who was accompanying him next to him, wiped his sweat while looking at the young man in front of him, full of surprise that made him

His mouth is still open.

Hu Wenhu really couldn't figure it out. According to Song Zheng's method of capturing Lu Bingxuan, it was really a sinister act and he looked like he wanted to get rid of it quickly. Why did Song Zheng go this way?

Will I be like this with Mr. Lu? It’s like we’ve been friends for years!

After thinking for a long time, Hu Wenhu couldn't figure it out, but in his heart, he still despised Song Zheng. The dignified civil and military champion, the emperor's tutor, was so weak when he met the third prince! A typical bully and fear of the strong! And now,

This guy puts on the face of a scholar again and puts on an air of pretense, which is really ridiculous.

Hu Wenhu grinned and thought to himself, it was thanks to the Third Young Master that he shocked him and gave Lu Zhizhou a chance to talk to the Third Young Master alone. Unfortunately, although the Third Young Master was his legitimate son, he was not involved in those things and did not know about Lu Zhizhou.

How did Zhizhou pass the message through him? It would have been fine if he was inside. Why did Mr. Lu even kick him out?

As Zuo Siyou thought, Hu Wenhu rolled his eyes and came up with an idea. He saluted Song Zheng and said, "Sir Song, I'm going to pay you respects."

Song Zheng waved his hand without raising his head, his eyes still staring at the book in his hand. When Hu Wenhu went out, Song Zheng raised his head, with a faint smile on his lips. Pang Bai was talking to Lu Bingxuan.

Tong still lacked a piece of evidence, so he didn't expect Hu Wenhu to take the initiative to take on this role.

After a cup of tea, Song Zheng walked out of the house and saw Hu Wenhu coming out of Pang Bai's room next door, followed by Lu Bingxuan and Mo Xiang. Seeing Song Zheng, Hu Wenhu smiled awkwardly, but Song Zheng

Ignoring him, he waved to Lu Bingxuan, "Master Lu, let's go."

This time, Hu Wenhu did not follow, and Pang Bai did not come out to meet them. Song Zheng and Lu Bingxuan walked along the street.

"It's pretty clean now, there's not a single one following you." Song Zheng said with a smile, "How about you and I eat some food outside and then go back to the inn?"

Lu Bingxuan took a deep breath, "In this weather, I can't eat anything."

"Pairing green vegetables with wine and inviting the moon are one of the great pleasures in life. Why should you care so much?"

"Master Song is right, I am the one who got the picture."

The two of them laughed at each other and walked into the roadside tavern.

White and tender shredded bamboo shoots, crisp green cucumbers, bright red radishes, and a plate of cold dog meat are today's delicacies. The wine is refreshing bamboo wine. After drinking a glass, you pick up a chestnut-like

Put the radish and even the radish leaves into your mouth, and it will make your whole body feel healthy.

The two of us had one drink for you and one for me. In less than half an hour, a jar of bamboo wine was consumed.

Song Zheng poured the last drop into his glass, put down the wine jar, and shook his head helplessly, "Although this bamboo wine is good, it is really too light. The ancients used wine to accompany books. How many poems should I read while drinking this bamboo wine?

Poetry is the thing. If you read history, this bamboo wine will be bland and tasteless, and you must use strong wine from the north."

"Sir Song's statement is quite strange." Lu Bingxuan said calmly, "Bamboo wine composes poetry, and strong wine accompanies history. If you read your father's "Neo-Confucian Justice", what kind of wine should you drink?"

Song Zheng chuckled, "Master Lu, do you want to hear the truth?"

"That's natural."

"I don't drink alcohol, I only drink salt water."

"Oh?" Lu Bingxuan became interested, "Why do you need to drink salt water when reading Mr. Xishan's book?"

"That way it will taste better in your mouth!"

Lu Bingxuan said happily, "Sir Song, you are too good at teasing."

Song Zheng raised his glass to signal to the other party and drank it all in one gulp. "It's getting late. After drinking this glass, we should go back to the inn."

Lu Bingxuan shook his head, "You are really calm. You have been talking nonsense all night, and you didn't even ask me a honest question. Why do you have so much confidence in me?"

"It's not that I have confidence in you, but that I have confidence in your brother-in-law." Song Zheng smiled up to the sky and walked away first.

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After leaving Ningguo, Song Zheng went directly north, choosing the relatively easy direction of Xuancheng, and entered Taiping Prefecture from there. Accompanying him was the third prince, Pang Bai, the Duke of the country.

Originally, Pang Bai just wanted to make his brother-in-law less aggrieved. However, after seeing the appearance of Se'er and Yuan Rong, this guy lost half of his three souls and seven souls, and his eyes glanced at the two girls from time to time. If it weren't for Lu Bingxuan

Here, this guy doesn't know what he's going to do.

Despite this, which of these two women is easy to mess with? They both glared at Pang Bai, and Yuan Rong even cursed. What’s funny is that while the two women were shopping in Xuancheng, Pang Bai shamelessly posted

He went up and tried to get close. Yuan Rong kicked him to the ground. Even Se'er stepped forward and kicked him, beating Pang Bai into a pig's head.

Pang Bai vowed to take revenge on Yuan Rong, but when Song Zheng revealed Yuan Rong's identity and mentioned the prime minister's office in a subtle way, Pang Bai was discouraged. He was the dignified commander of Yousi in Gyeonggi Province, and Yousi was born out of

Dark Eagle, Pang Bai took it for granted that she was Huang Yuandu's direct descendant, or even a forbidden wife. No matter how courageous Pang Bai was, he would not dare to say anything. Especially since he was about to arrive in Jiangning City, Pang Bai could only swallow his anger.

The "chief culprit" could not be punished, Se'er was also firmly protected by Yuan Rong, and Pang Bai received a beating in vain. This guy no longer had the shame to mix with Song Zheng and others, so he left dejectedly.

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When they were still thirty miles away from Jiangning City, Song Zheng stopped and began to dress up and sit on the ground like an immortal.

First of all, the prison car borrowed from Xuancheng was put to use. Lu Bingxuan, who was originally dressed as a member of the public, changed into a tattered beggar's uniform, and his hair was messed up. Se'er hunted a pheasant from the roadside.

It also came in handy. The chicken body was roasted and eaten naturally, and the chicken blood was smeared on Lu Bingxuan's face.

Without Song Zheng's invitation, Lu Bingxuan got into the prison car and pretended to be a serious prisoner. The splints were used and the shackles were put on his legs. Everyone in the group of government officials waved their whips and shouted, although they didn't

Will hit Lu Bingxuan, but angry

The momentum was strong. On the four sides of the square prison car, two yellow paper strips crossed each other were pasted. One said "Corruption Suspect" and the other said "Yuanzhou Zhizhou", and at the intersection,

Covered with the large seal of the Imperial City Secretary Yousi.

In front of the prison car, Song Zheng made eight gongs and sent eight government officials, each holding one hand, to ring the gongs in unison every few steps.

Not only that, Song Zheng also made a large sign two to four feet wide and more than one foot wide. Four soldiers held it in front to open the way, and wrote five characters, "Imperial City Si Yousi".

It was so majestic that it was difficult for passers-by not to notice. Many people followed up consciously and quietly inquired about the situation from the soldiers behind the team. These soldiers had already received orders from Song Zheng and showed a cold and serious look.

This makes Yousi and his team even more mysterious: they make a big show of themselves, but they are secretive, and they have some secrets no matter how they look at them.

Song Zheng changed into the clothes of an ordinary soldier and followed slowly, deliberately pretending to be very nervous. The common people had encountered problems with other soldiers, so they had sharp eyesight and hid Song Zheng's appearance. Who made him look too good?

Even though he is young, he still lags behind.

"Hey, little brother, what do you guys do?" A pockmarked man followed up and asked in a low voice.

Song Zheng waved his hands and whispered, "You can't say it, you can't say it." Then he looked forward in a panic. The pockmarked man was curious and pulled Song Zheng's horse's bridle, "Brother, just tell me."

"Don't be like this." Song Zheng wiped his sweat, pushed away the pockmarked man's hand, and galloped forward two steps on his horse.

Soon, another lean old man followed and asked Song Zheng about You Si's origins.

After doing this again and again, until a coquettish young lady selling wine also inquired, Song Zheng whispered, "Our Imperial City Division is the emperor's eyes and ears, the Right Division is to look after the officials for the Emperor, and the Zuo Division is to look after the officials for the Emperor."

The emperor is watching the army. We can even capture the governor."

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It spread to ten and hundreds of people, and the people started talking about it, and they all knew that there was such a department in Daqi. Song Zheng's propaganda made the people regard it as gossip.

When Song Zheng and his entourage entered Jiangning City, it was evening, and crowds of people came and went at the city gate. Such gossip soon entered Jiangning City.

In the eyes of the people, gossip is more credible than formal official documents. Originally, ordinary people rarely knew about the Imperial City Division, and they could not distinguish between the Zuo Division and the Right Division. Now, with the help of Lu Bingxuan's arrest,

Dongfeng, the Imperial City Secretary Yousi, was immediately captured by the people

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Lu Bingxuan was taken to a stronghold of Yousi in Jiangning. Since Yousi's office was in the imperial city, there was no separate cell. So Song Zheng borrowed a place from Yuan Rong to detain prisoners of the Central Yousi.

The land is guarded by soldiers trained by Song Zheng.

This stronghold is about three miles away from the imperial city in the northwest. It was originally an outhouse of a wealthy family. Song Zheng ordered people to renovate it, heighten the courtyard wall, dig out the basement, and transform it into upper, middle, lower, and three levels.

Level prison cell.

The first floor is on the second floor, with the best conditions, three meals a day, a small stove, and guaranteed reading. Except for the restrictions on going out, the rest is just like staying at home and staying behind closed doors.

The average one is on the first floor. The food is a large pot of food, and the books are only the Daqilu, plus at most the Four Books and the Five Classics. There are no splints on the hands, but shackles are required on the feet.

Of course, the most attractive is the lower class, this is the real prison cell. Not only do you live in a dank underground, but you are also treated like a serious prisoner in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Once you enter here, life is truly worse than death.

On May 21, the 11th year of Zhengyuan of the Daqi Dynasty, Lu Bingxuan, the former magistrate of Luzhou, as the first "VIP" in the Yousi cell, honorably checked into Room A of the upper class cell on the second floor and took off the splint.

Shackles.