Du Lingchun was physically handicapped, and although he didn't show it on his face, he was sensitive and suspicious in his heart. Furthermore, Gongsun Zhuoyu often goes out to work on cases, and it is hard to guarantee that some woman will be hooked on one day. If the other party really goes to prostitutes, it will be a dead end.
Gongsun Zhuoyu touched the tip of his nose, but did not dare to say a word the whole time. When I got back to the mansion and closed the door, I explained to Du Lingchun: "The company should not listen to the nonsense of others. I'm the best at keeping myself clean. How could I go to the brothel."
Du Lingchun wondered if you went too far. He didn't speak, unbuttoned his belt, took off his outer clothes, and threw it aside. Then he stepped forward and actually pushed Gongsun Zhuoyu onto the bed.
Gongsun Zhuoyu lay on the bed and blinked, a little stunned, and said slowly, "... Company?"
Du Lingchun supported him by his side, looked down at him condescendingly, and said with a condensed voice, "Do you still dare to go to prostitutes?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that I had never been there at all, and shook his head honestly: "I don't dare, I don't dare."
Du Lingchun was slightly satisfied. He slowly leaned over and kissed Gongsun Zhuoyu, the crimson sleeves fell on the other side, with the cold and smoothness unique to silk.
Gongsun Zhuoyu took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around his waist, and turned upside down with a roll. Du Lingchun is always a little bit reluctant to let go of this kind of thing, and rarely takes such initiative on weekdays.
Gongsun Zhuoyu untied his belt, lightly pecked and kissed his ear, and his hot breath sprayed on his neck, making it a little itchy: "What happened to the company today?"
He deliberately dawdled, which made Du Lingchun a little intolerable, and gave him a light kick: "Stop talking nonsense, and ask so many questions about what to do."
Gongsun Zhuoyu wrapped his fingertips around a strand of Du Lingchun's black hair, thinking that he really didn't understand the taste. He pulled him into his arms, and then hugged him tightly in Du Lingchun's muffled sound.
Every time Du Lingchun arrived at this time, he suddenly became powerless. His eyes were stained with lust, and his pale skin gradually flushed, seductive and seductive. The voice is not as gloomy as the daytime, with calculations, humming, chirping, and the ending is soft and greasy.
When Du Lingchun was emotional, he called out his name lazily: "Zuoyu..."
Ink hair poured down like silk and satin, winding like snakes. When Gongsun Zhuoyu was hugging Du Lingchun, he would occasionally have the thought of "this is enough", and the clouds of fame and fortune seemed to be gone in an instant, and they became insignificant.
He is not from this era...
You should always ask for something to make yourself strong enough to survive, fame and fortune, or wealth.
Gongsun Zhuoyu is also afraid sometimes, afraid that what he is experiencing now is just a dream. Jiangzhou's more than 20 years of life were fake, his official position was fake, and so was Du Lingchun. When he woke up, he was still just a modern man.
He kissed Du Lingchun hard, making him sob.
Suddenly I remembered Li Yu's poems...
The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the spring is fading. Luo Qin couldn't stand the cold. In the dream, I do not know that I am a guest, and I am greedy for a while...
Probably Gongsun Zhuoyu was used to smiling on weekdays, and the sudden moment of deep thought in his eyes was particularly eye-catching. Du Lingchun couldn't even move his fingers. He noticed the mess on his body and quickly pulled the quilt to cover it before leaning back into Gongsun Zhuoyu's arms.
Gongsun Zhuoyu knew that he still cared in his heart, but fortunately he was not as sensitive as before, so he just pretended not to see it, and held Du Lingchun tightly in his arms.
Du Lingchun closed his eyes lazily, and his voice was hoarse, as if he could read his mind: "Didn't those assassins be released, and why are they unhappy?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu just suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be as obsessed with promotion as before, he bit his fingertips unconsciously, and sighed and said to himself: "Company, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to keep a name for Qingshi in the future."
Really worrying.
Du Lingchun opened his eyes and couldn't understand what he was thinking: "Do you want to leave a name for the history?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't know whether he wanted to or not now, so he hummed vaguely: "Think about it."
Du Lingchun touched his chin with his fingertips: "Why?"
Gongsun Zhuoyu felt that it would be cool if he could become a historical celebrity: "Well... I can leave a name for future generations."
However, it is necessary to obtain outstanding achievements, and those in high positions can leave a name in the annals of history, and Gongsun Zhuoyu is afraid that it is not very good.
Du Lingchun didn't know he still had this kind of idea, so he pinched Gongsun Zhuoyu's chin and curled his lips slightly: "Fool, Qing Shi can't remember you forever,"
He leaned over and kissed Gongsun Zhuoyu slowly, his lips were slightly cold, and after a short pause, he said in a low voice, "But I can..."
He can remember Gongsun Zhuoyu for a lifetime. Remember his appearance, remember his good, remember his bad, remember everything about him. A hundred years of life, until it is brought into the coffin after death, and decays with the memory of the corpse.
I also remember him, once came to this unfamiliar dynasty... Gongsun Zhuoyu's dark pupils looked at him quietly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and suddenly he hugged Du Lingchun tightly, the strength was so strong that people almost couldn't breathe .
Du Lingchun thought that Gongsun Zhuoyu would say something, but in fact the other party didn't say anything, just held him tightly in his arms, inseparable. Du Lingchun couldn't help but scolded him reluctantly, "What's going on insane."
Gongsun Zhuoyu buried his face in his neck, rubbed it gently, and after a long time he raised his head and said slowly, "Oh, I just didn't expect the company to say this kind of shameless. Shao's love words, did you also read some messy words book?"
Only then did Du Lingchun realize how ambiguous what he said just now, and his ears warmed: "Little bastard, don't talk nonsense!"
He wanted to get up in embarrassment, but was held down by Gongsun Zhuoyu and couldn't move. He only listened to the other party's earnest and low voice: "Company talk, I like to listen."
After Gongsun Zhuoyu finished speaking, he pulled the quilt up and tightly wrapped the body of the two of them, blocking the cold air that hit at night. old disease.
Du Lingchun was still embarrassed, but it was not as strong as the first embarrassment that almost wanted to die. In the end, he hugged Gongsun Zhuoyu in vain, feeling like fate.
Gongsun Zhuoyu lowered his eyes and spoke to him softly: "Company, if you want to be a good official in this world, will the road ahead be bumpy?"
Du Lingchun thought to himself that he still had such a thought, but he was not surprised for a while. After a moment of silence, he closed his eyes and said, "...If you want to leave, I will protect you, and the journey will naturally be smooth."
Gongsun Zhuoyu smiled when he heard the words, and kissed him on the forehead: "That's not good, the company is a bad person, and I am also a bad person. We are good and bad, and we don't look like a couple."
Yes, a fair and honest official, a notorious eunuch, in the eyes of outsiders, how can not be involved together, called the difference between clouds and mud.
Du Lingchun covered Gongsun Zhuoyu's mouth, and didn't want to listen to him whispering to himself: "Be quiet and sleep."
The Cuiyu ducks in the pond were not as noisy as him.
Gongsun Zhuoyu snorted and had to obediently close his eyes to sleep, still falling asleep in three seconds. Du Lingchun heard that his breathing was steady, and then he slowly put down his hand and looked at Gongsun Zhuoyu in the dark night by the dim moonlight, wondering what he was thinking.
Actually that's fine...
Gongsun Zhuoyu has the ability to be an honest official, and he has the ability to protect him. In the ups and downs of officialdom, there are several people who can be like them.
He is the way he came, and he is named after him...
In the light autumn season, the maple leaves have gradually turned red, and the branches and leaves are stretched, almost dyeing the corner of the sky red. Du Lingchun entered the palace early the next morning, Ye Wuheng and others were let go, so naturally they needed an explanation. They casually said that they fell off a cliff and died or were buried in a sea of fire. Check carefully.
It's just that Du Lingchun's judgment must be reported. At this time, he didn't forget to harass Shilang Hong, saying that he was ineffective in guarding and letting the prisoners escape from the prison of the Criminal Department.
He has a deep foundation, and there is a nepotism like a noble concubine. The emperor naturally won't do anything to him, but instead speaks to appease him, rewarding him with a lot of things, and scolding Hong Shilang well.
Du Lingchun was looking for the bad luck of Hong Shilang in the court. Gongsun Zhuoyu had already taken the yamen to the Hong Mansion. In front of the crowd, he knocked on the door of the Hong Mansion in person.
The doorman yawned and opened the door, wondering who was so hateful, and disturbing his sleep early in the morning. Unexpectedly, when he opened the door and looked, he saw the brigade of swordsmen standing majestically at the door of his house, and he couldn't help but take a step back in fright.
Gongsun Zhuoyu was wearing a crimson official uniform, with a long and jade-like body, and his smiling appearance did not look like he was looking for trouble: "This official is Jingzhao Yin Gongsun Zhuoyu, and the day before yesterday, I found a female corpse that was made of human wax, and I found out after inspection. It's the maid of the Hong Mansion, and now I suspect that Mrs. Hong is suspected of murder, please go and spread the word."
After all, the Hong family has an official status. If it were an ordinary person, Gongsun Zhuoyu would be summoned directly to the hall, so why should he come to the door in person? His voice was not too loud, not too small, and the people onlookers could just hear it, and when he heard the words, the pot exploded.
"Human Wax? What is Human Wax?"
"Don't you understand? It's extremely sinister to turn people into candles!"
"It's true or false, I didn't expect the Hong family to do such a thing. It's really Jin Yu's failure."
"Look what they say."
The Great Ye law stated that the servants could not be killed without permission. If the servants really made a big mistake, they also needed to be reported to the government by the master, and only after permission could they be killed. The female corpse Siyun did not make any mistakes, but was made into adult wax for no reason.
As soon as Jiading saw this battle, he rushed in and tipped off in a panic. Mrs. Hong got up early in the morning because she often recited Buddha's words, and suddenly heard that the servants came to report that Gongsun Zhuoyu was going to arrest her and bring her to justice.
Mrs. Hong stared at the servant who came to report: "What did you say?"
The servant knelt down and didn't dare to lift his head: "Back to the old lady, Jing Zhaoyin took the senior yamen to block the gate of the mansion, saying... You said that you made Siyun into human wax and harmed people's lives in vain. I want you to pass the court. trial."
"joke!"
Mrs. Hong patted the table heavily, her face turned pale with anger: "A mere servant, who died when he died, he really dared to check the door, this is not taking my Hong family in the eyes, go and ask the master to come back! "
The servant wanted to cry but had no tears: "Old Madam, the master is not good enough. He was summoned to the palace by His Majesty this morning, and he hasn't come out yet."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Hong's eyes flashed, leaning on crutches and getting up from the seat, sneering, her face was old, but she did not show any kindness: "Gongsun Zhuoyu clearly chose this time to come here on purpose. What tricks he's up to."
Gongsun Zhuoyu waited for half a cup of tea outside the door, when he saw Mrs. Hong walking over surrounded by servants, he smiled and bowed before the soldiers: "I have seen Mrs., I bothered you early in the morning, don't be surprised. "
The surrounding people saw this battle, and the surrounding area became more and more surrounding, forming a vacuum circle.
Mrs. Hong had inconvenience in her legs and feet, so the maid moved the carved wooden chair and placed it at the door, and helped her to sit down. The two sides confronted each other, the sun was hanging high, and the street was used as a court for a while.
Mrs. Hong didn't smile: "It turned out to be Lord Gongsun. He is no more than a woman, and half of his body is buried in the ground. Naturally, he does not dare to blame."
As soon as she said this, it was clear that Gongsun Zhuoyu was bullying the elderly, the weak, women and children.
Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't understand, he waved and ordered Siyun's body to be lifted up, and personally lifted the white cloth covering the body. Along with his movements, a ferocious corpse appeared in front of the people, startling the crowd, and the crowd quickly retreated a few meters away from the naked eye.
Siyun's body has been stored in the ice cellar, and there is still a little coldness on his body. Her legs were bent unnaturally, her face was covered with corpse spots, her mouth was wide open, and the scars that split behind her ears were shocking. Under the scorching sun, it quietly exudes the smell of decay. Mrs. Hong didn't know if she was frightened, and her face was a little ugly.
Gongsun Zhuoyu bowed to the four directions, then pointed at Siyun and said: "Everyone, please see, this woman's name is Siyun, she is an embroidered maid in Hongfu, just two decades old, but she was brutally murdered. Made into human wax."
Some people were both afraid and regretful, thinking how could such a young girl die so well.
Gongsun Zhuoyu went up the steps: "Do you know what human wax is? Do you know how this woman died? During the autopsy, her stomach and throat were full of solidified wax blocks, which were taken from her mouth. Pour hot wax oil into it, and it will burn to death!"
Gongsun Zhuoyu had never seen such a cruel method of death even in modern times. His tone was a little harsh, and his words caused an uproar in the audience.
"What! Burning alive?!"
"Amitabha, it's really a sin."
"Who is so vicious!"
Mrs. Hong's face became more and more stiff, and the newly changed rosary in her hand could not move.
Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his hand, pointed at her slowly, and focused everyone's eyes on one place: "And the one who committed such evil deeds is the old lady of the Hong family!"