After the eunuch was castrated, he had no relationship with the four characters of male and female love in this life, but every time he fell into Gongsun Zhuoyu's arms, Du Lingchun had an indescribable feeling of heart palpitations. He held down Gongsun Zhuoyu's hand that was haunting his neck, pretended to be annoyed, 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 his face twice like a cat, and said in a low and crisp voice: "Company..."
Du Lingchun's heart was beating wildly, thinking why Gongsun Zhuoyu, a dignified man, always used to act like a little daughter. He tilted his head unconsciously, his voice stiff: "What's the matter?"
There was a hint of pampering in his tone that he didn't even notice, as if the other party could offer whatever he wanted with both hands willingly.
Gongsun Zhuoyu blinked: "I'm going to Luohua Hutong in a while..."
"You bastard!" Du Lingchun's expression changed immediately, this time he was really angry, "What is a good place to go to that kind of fireworks place, you can go once, but you have to go a second time?!"
Gongsun Zhuoyu wondered if Du Lingchun was jealous, and tilted his head to look at him: "Just investigating the case."
Du Lingchun glared at him and gritted his teeth: "Gongsun Zhuoyu, do you remember how many times you entered a brothel under the guise of investigating a case?"
Once in Jiangzhou, once in Beijing, and now for the third time.
Du Sigong didn't like to wear a green hat on his head, and watching Gongsun Zhuoyu running to the fireworks field every day was too much of a tortoise. Even if the other party doesn't do anything, seeing those women are so charming and charming, it is inevitable that they will not be tempted.
Du Lingchun felt more and more anxious when he thought about his physical disability.
Gongsun Zhuoyu teased him: "If the company kisses me, I will catch the accomplice, and I will rush back at the hour of half a column of incense, even if there is a thief's heart to seek flowers and ask willows."
Du Lingchun was ashamed: "You!"
He instinctively raised his eyes, but he was caught off guard by the gaze of Shang Gongsun Zhuoyu, and he swallowed when he got to his mouth. No matter how close the two of them are, the tip of their noses can touch, and their breaths are intertwined, 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 have lost a bit of charm to him. Both have the right bones and appearance, and are also sought after by countless women in places like Shangjing. Once the case is concluded, it is just around the corner.
Du Lingchun was always afraid that he had nothing to give him, not even the most basic love of fish and water. There was silence for a while.
Gongsun Zhuoyu was a complacent and shameless person, and he never felt inferior. Just staring at Du Lingchun's overly feminine brows, he was fascinated, slowly leaned in and kissed, and said in a low voice, "Company..."
Du Lingchun closed his eyes with a bit of resignation. He was a little nervous, his fingertips slowly clenched Gongsun Zhuoyu's shoulders, without struggling, he felt the other person's warm lips falling on his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, the side of his face, and finally his lips, and he finally pursed his lips in a jerky response.
Gongsun Zhuoyu noticed his movement, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and became more and more clingy. The two of them were upside down, and they collapsed onto the chair of the Grand Master unconsciously. Du Lingchun was dizzy and deprived of oxygen because of his kiss, and he didn't know what was going on.
The crimson sleeve robe slipped down like water, revealing half of the white wrist. Du Lingchun passed the awkward emotion, and unconsciously began to hug Gongsun Zhuoyu tightly, his long black hair falling on his shoulders, thick like a crow feather. Only the deeper the color of the lips, a bright red.
Gongsun Zhuoyu pressed against the tip of Du Lingchun's nose and rubbed it intimately twice. Du Lingchun held him down. It was originally a reprimand, but his tone subconsciously slowed down: "In broad daylight, what a formality."
The outer windows are still half-slit, and you can see the landscape lotus pond.
Gongsun Zhuoyu lay still in his arms, clinging to him.
Du Lingchun had no choice, he pushed him, and finally made a compromise: "Go quickly and come back."
Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his head and asked tentatively, "Then I'm going?"
Du Lingchun's face was sullen, but when he met Gongsun Zhuoyu's bright eyes, his heart was so soft that he couldn't hear the emotion.
Gongsun Zhuoyu just waited for his words, and when he heard the words, he secretly kissed his face again, and then Le Dian Dian ran out of the study, and Xu disappeared for a moment.
Du Lingchun was a little stunned, and then he slowly sat up straight. He raised his hand and touched his face, and the warm touch still had traces of it, which made people dizzy.
Du Lingchun leaned back on the back of the chair, put his hand against the brow bone, and lowered his eyebrows, still wondering why he was fascinated by this little bastard Gongsun Zhuoyu. The fingertips tapped the edge of the table, making a dull sound.
Wu Yue immediately appeared out of the window: "What's the company's order?"
Du Lingchun didn't lift his eyes: "Gongsun Zhuoyu went to the place of fireworks, find a few people to follow, and protect him secretly, and don't allow him to come here."
In a short sentence, Wu Yue made up a lot of things in his brain, and his expression became subtle for a while. He thought about what kind of nonsense he was, and hesitantly 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 took 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 surprised: "Yeah! Master!"
Rebel.
Shi Qianqiu swallowed the two words that came to his mouth: "Sir, I waited here all night and didn't notice any movement."
Gongsun Zhuoyu patted him on the shoulder: "Master has worked hard, the murderer was captured last night, you wait first, I'll ask the woman, let's go back together."
Shi Qianqiu: "..."
Gongsun Zhuoyu and Du Lingchun agreed to rush back after a stick of incense, so naturally there would be no further delay. He walked to the gate of the courtyard where the bloodstain disappeared last time, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the sound of footsteps immediately came from inside: "Come on!"
A beautiful woman opened the door, the smile on her face suddenly solidified on her lips when she saw Gongsun Zhuoyu and his party, and then slowly returned to calm, her face pale and a little scary.
Gongsun Zhuoyu glanced inside: "Girl, we are from the government, so is it inconvenient to ask some questions?"
The woman didn't answer, she took a few steps back stiffly with her hands and feet, and then silently turned around and walked to the well, where she continued to wash the clothes in the basin, bowing her head and saying nothing.
Gongsun Zhuoyu asked them to wait outside, and walked in by himself. Two black-clothed guards wanted to keep up, but were blocked by Shi Qianqiu's Hengjian.
Shi Qianqiu frowned: "What are you going to do?"
The guards in black looked at each other and said hesitantly, "I'm afraid Lord Gongsun will come here."
Shi Qianqiu: "What nonsense?"
The black-clothed guard stammered: "Whore... whore..."
Shi Qianqiu narrowed his eyes: "What does he do to you?"
The guards were all silent, pretending to be dumb.
Shi Qianqiu thought it was the government's breaking the rules, so he simply took the sword back, folded his arms with both hands, and the old god said: "He doesn't have that courage."
The old lady in the family ordered Gongsun Zhuoyu not to hang out with the fireworks girl, so he naturally didn't dare to mess around. Shi Qianqiu has been with Gongsun Zhuoyu for three or four years, going in and out of the brothel with each other no less than dozens of times, listening to music and drinking, and leaving after eating.
The guards had to observe the situation outside.
Gongsun Zhuoyu walked into the courtyard and saw a small low table in the middle, with several home-cooked dishes on it. He took a wooden stool and sat next to him and asked, "Is the girl waiting for someone?"
The woman was silent, beating her 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 people waiting for the girl didn't come back."
Hearing the words, the woman paused, then returned to normal. She lowered her head and vigorously scrubbed the clothes, with great strength, her hair also loosened two strands, and her slender hands were stretched with blue veins.
Gongsun Zhuoyu said to himself: "He was seriously injured, his shoulder was pierced, and an arrow was shot in his knee. It is estimated that he will not live long."
A gust of breeze blew past, blowing a light floral fragrance, but it was as sweet as blood.
The woman finally stopped, she seemed to be acupuncture points, motionless, lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly. After a while, a tear slipped from the eye socket and silently disappeared 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 the numb pulp, and coldly spit out three words: "Mo Jingxian."
He actually told the truth directly.
Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his eyebrows: "But the volume says that not long after you were charged into the Jiaofang Division, you stumbled into the water and died."
At that time, the entire Mo family was demoted to slavery, and all the adult men were beheaded, and the women were all employed as official prostitutes in the Jiaofang Division, and they were not allowed to leave for life.
Mo Jingxian is delicate and beautiful, and doesn't look like a descendant of a general at all: "I know how to play mallards, so why is it so hard to fake 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 mixed with fish and dragons, its location is hidden. It is safe to go out the door and walk through the second door.
Gongsun Zhuoyu clasped his hands and circled his thumbs: "Where's Ye Wuhen?"
Mo Jingxian is like a soulless person, she answers whatever Gongsun Zhuoyu asks, bowing her head to smooth out the folds on her clothes, her voice can't tell her emotions: "When I was in the Jiaofang Company, I once rescued her. After his life, he insisted on pestering me to repay my kindness, and I ordered him to kill four people for me, and he went."
Gongsun Zhuoyu let out a sigh, put his hands in his sleeves, and seemed to sigh: "You tell it all, are you not afraid that I will put you in jail?"
Mo Jingxian finally let go of the clothes in her hand: "You have already captured the person and found it here. If I say it or not, you will know sooner or later, but Uncle Luo has nothing to do with this matter. Please don't involve him."
Gongsun Zhuoyu wondered: "Why don't you plead for Ye Wuhen?"
Mo Jingxian looked at him: "Is it useful?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu smiled apologetically: "It's useless."
Ye Wuhen's crime was qualitatively different from that of Luo Jianming.
Mo Jingxian wrung out the clothes and hung them on the rope in the courtyard. Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't rush her, and waited quietly. He saw two clothes on the rope, one for men and one for women, next to each other, clean and flat.
The food on the table was already cold.
Mo Jingxian pursed her lips, looked up at Gongsun Zhuoyu, calmly and calmly: "Aren't you going to arrest me, let's go."
Gongsun Zhuoyu did not shackle her, but ordered her hands to be tied up with hemp ropes. With his arms folded, it is inevitable to feel a pity: "The girl is only in her early twenties, right?"
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, Mo Jingxian was escorted behind.
Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly asked, "Don't you regret it later, girl?"
Mo Jingxian did not speak.
The small courtyard was left far behind, there were thirty-two tablets in the inner hall, and a half-burning incense stick was inserted into the incense burner.
Mo Yanwu had led his troops to fight in the front, but the food and grass in the rear had been delayed. The 50,000 soldiers had to suffer for half a month in heavy snow and cold days. Only later did I find out that it was someone who was greedy for military spending and deceived the top and the bottom. However, the blame was all on Mo Yanwu alone.
Mo Jingxian didn't answer, Gongsun Zhuoyu knew that she had no regrets, but she had nothing to persuade.
This dynasty is different from later generations. There are no police officers to uphold justice, and there are only officials who protect each other. Corruption is rampant, and human life is as cheap as grass. If ordinary people want to appeal their grievances, they cannot even find an honest official who can uphold justice.
Gongsun Zhuoyu couldn't help but think of his colleagues in Jiangzhou. When the prefect held a banquet to entertain Du Lingchun, everyone came, only Bai Songhe, the magistrate of Ningxian County, did not arrive, and finally angered Du Lingchun, and now he should be idle at home.
The example of Bai Songhe is in the situation of most honest officials in this dynasty. Bao Zheng has only produced such one for 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 he can't beat him, join him. There may be a little pain in the conscience, but at least the life is saved.
The group returned to the company's mansion, but Gongsun Zhuoyu did not immediately enter the palace to report, 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 the conscience of handing over Ye Wuhen and Mo Jingxian was a little awkward. Strange, he hadn't felt this way before.
The system appeared again after a long absence, it landed on Gongsun Zhuoyu's left shoulder, and patted the back of his head with his wings: [This is a drawback of the dynasty.]
It's too advanced, Gongsun Zhuoyu can't understand: "What do you mean?"
The system flapped its wings: [No matter where you are, there are always more people doing bad things and fewer people doing good things. But this dynasty lacked an official who could stir up the Qingliu Liangliang.]
If there were officials in this dynasty who were not afraid of power like Bao Zheng, maybe Mo Jingxian would have chosen to file a complaint against an official, instead of going down this road. But unfortunately it didn't. The civil officials headed by Yan Fu were already old and could not fight against Du Lingchun's party.
Gongsun Zhuoyu hated 009's chicken soup for the soul the most, and slapped it away with a slap: "If you want to be an honest official, you should be yourself, and I will not be."
After jumping off the railing, Pidianpidian went to the study to find Du Lingchun.
People in love are probably like this, and they can't wait to stick together every day.
Du Lingchun naturally also wanted to see Gongsun Zhuoyu, but just meeting, the other party would inevitably have a close relationship and be in a dilemma.
Recently, there has been a locust plague in the south, the people's food has been damaged, and a large number of victims have appeared. According to the custom, the emperor must send people to bring disaster relief money to the disaster relief. Among them, there is a lot of oil and water. People from Yan Fu's party and Du Lingchun's party are fighting for this position.
Song Xitang was analyzing the situation when suddenly seeing Du Lingchun's absent-minded appearance, he couldn't help but stop his mouth: "Company?"
Du Lingchun raised his eyes: "What's the matter?"
Song Xitang stroked his beard: "Seeing the company's frowning frown, it seems that he has something on his mind. Why don't you say it, and you may share your worries below."
Share your worries
Du Lingchun sneered in his heart, thinking that you can't share your worries about this kind of thing. He glanced at the sky, and guessed 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 wisely retired: "Then go back to the room first."
As soon as he left on the front foot, Gongsun Zhuoyu came over on the hind foot.
"Company!"
As soon as he heard this familiar voice, Du Lingchun knew that it was the little bastard Gongsun Zhuoyu again, and there was some rare helplessness in his heart. He got up from his position, and as soon as he walked out of the study, his waist was tight, and he was hugged head-on.
Du Lingchun raised his eyes and saw that the door was closed, so he didn't stop him, and looked at Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Has anyone caught it?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "Caught."
Du Lingchun asked again, "Did the trial come out with cause and effect?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu paused before nodding: "The trial is out."
Du Lingchun didn't speak, he looked at Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be able to see through his thoughts: "Then why are you so sad?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu touched his face unconsciously: "Is there any?"
Obviously still as elegant as ever.
Seeing him shaking his head, Du Lingchun turned to sit behind the desk, and asked casually, "Tell me, what happened again."
Gongsun Zhuoyu insisted on going over and huddled with him: "Company, if you want to save the murderer's life in front of Your Majesty, isn't it difficult?"
Du Lingchun glanced at him, and said in an inhumane tone: "It's as difficult as going to the sky."
After he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, which girl did you feel pity for Xiangxiyu again?"
Obviously, the guard who went with him had already reported the matter to him.
Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that Du Lingchun's words were sour and panicked, and he smiled but said, "That little lady already has a lover, so naturally it's not my turn to cherish, let's each cherish each other's flowers, the company Say yes?"
I think that his Gongsun Zhuoyu is also a beautiful and beautiful flower.