As soon as the sun set, Xie Yilu came to the Weaving Bureau, through the back door, and the fireman invited him to Liao Jixiang's room. Once he entered the room, he first unloaded the things on his back. Liao Jixiang saw , is a roll of luggage: "Where are you going?"
"There is an urgent matter in the ministry to go to Zhejiang," Xie Yilu relaxed his shoulders, "I'll be leaving in a while."
Liao Jixiang thought he was in a hurry to say goodbye, so he was very pleased, and was about to give him a smile, but Xie Yilu said in a rather unhappy way: "You pulled out Yu Jiaozhi's ten fingernails?"
Liao Jixiang's smile froze on his face, and before he had time to speak, Xie Yilu blamed him bluntly: "An actor who apologizes for laughing, why should you make trouble with him?"
"You came here specially... just to criticize me?" Liao Jixiang looked at him, his lips trembling slightly.
Xie Yilu didn't dare confront him head-on, and argued with his neck on his back: "What's wrong with him..."
"I didn't break an arm or a leg, I just pulled out a few nails." Liao Jixiang's voice was a little arrogant, "Do you feel distressed about something that will grow out in a few days?"
This is nonsense, Xie Yilu yelled anxiously: "I don't love him, but I love you!"
Liao Jixiang didn't know what was wrong with him, ever since he fell in love with Xie Yilu and had that kind of relationship, he became unreasonable: "You love me, just follow me!"
"I see you hurting the sky and harming reason, so I follow you," Xie Yilu still didn't dare to raise his head, but his tone hardened, "That's not hurting you, it's hurting you!"
The word "harmful" obviously stabbed Liao Jixiang, he turned his back and said, "You think I'm cruel... After all, I'm an eunuch, and I killed countless people!"
"Nursing spring..."
"Do not call me!"
Xie Yilu sighed, and put the luggage on his back embarrassingly: "I have to go, we can talk about it when we get back."
He opened the door and went out. Just as he walked up the corridor, a person fell towards him, supported by two fire fighters. His face was covered in mud. Looking at his attire, he looked like he came from a palace. He rubbed shoulders with them and walked towards the back door. gone.
Ruan Tian lay on Wang Liu'er's stomach and listened to her ears: "There is no sound at all?"
"It's only been two months." Wang Liu'er put medicine on his blind eyes, and stroked his head as if coaxing a child. "I've heard that there will be movement in five or six months."
"Then..." Ruan Tian was about to speak, when he heard footsteps on the stairs, he got out of bed with a knife in his hand, and listened through the door panel, as if he was one of his own, so he opened the door and went out.
For a long time, when no one came up, Wang Liu'er rolled over and went down to the ground, and when she stepped on the sandals, Ruan Tian set them up for her. She stood up and went to the door, opened a gap, and heard two people talking at the bottom of the stairs.
"... What did the Duke say?" This is Ruan Tian.
"The duke asked me to give you this." This was his brother, and she recognized the voice, "there are only so many bank notes. You take your sister-in-law to leave overnight."
Ruan Tian didn't speak for a long time, and it took about a cup of tea before she said, "Okay, I see, you can go back."
Wang Liuer closed the door.
Ruan Tian went back to the room and saw her lying sideways on the bed. He pretended to smile relaxedly, and took out a stack of banknotes from his arms: "The people below brought money." He stuffed the banknotes under Wang Liuer's pillow, "It's one thousand taels, you can keep it."
Wang Liu'er didn't look back: "What's the matter, it's been so long?"
"It's okay," Ruan Dian stroked her back gently, "Duke Gong has something to do, tell me to go back, you sleep with you."
Wang Liu'er didn't speak, but his shoulders trembled a little. Ruan Tian grasped it and said in a tense voice, "If... it's a son, I'll call him Ruan Zhong."
"Ah." Wang Liu'er responded.
"Then I'm leaving," Ruan Tian let go of her hand, reluctantly stepped back, and asked worriedly when she reached the door, "Where is all the money at home, do you know?"
"Ah." Wang Liu'er responded again.
Ruan Tian didn't say anything more, opened the door and left, just like every night when he left in a hurry, but this time, Wang Liu'er was in tears, and she knew that he would never come back.
As soon as Tu Key fell asleep, he was woken up by Zheng Miao's men and rushed over in the middle of the night. Zheng Mian was already dressed and waiting for him. He didn't speak at first, and seemed to be thinking about it before he picked up his pen and signed the note for dispatching troops. .
Tu Yao stared at his clumsy pen tip. After following Zheng Mi for so many years, this was the first time he saw him manipulating military aircraft: "Duke... something went wrong?"
"You," Zheng Mi handed him the note, "take this to the northern camp, only dispatch troops, not generals, and you will lead them."
Tu Yao took it over and saw that there were not many, only five hundred people: "Where are you going?"
There was an unpacked official letter in Zheng Xian's hand, so he folded it up and handed it to him: "The Weaving Bureau."
Tu Yao was startled, and hurriedly shook the letter away. Before he could read the words clearly, he saw a huge red seal, Supervisor of Ceremonies!
"The old ancestor fell down," said Zheng Mi, so suddenly, "Three thousand three hundred and fifty-seven cuts were cut after three days."
Tu Yao read the letter tremblingly, and it briefly mentioned the crimes of his ancestors, one was colluding with Japanese pirates, the other was embezzling military rations in ink, and the third was forming a party for personal gain. Among the names of the heads, Gong Nian and Zang Fang are impressively listed.
"This... was made by the superior?" By "superior", he was referring to Dongchang.
Zheng Mi shook his head dejectedly: "If we had done it on this line, there would have been news by now."
Tu Yao looked down in disbelief. The people under the old ancestors, those in Beijing all committed suicide, and those outside had to be questioned one by one. He was puzzled: "It's not us... who is that?"
Zheng Mian rubbed his temples wearily: "It's Qi Wan," he drew out, "he's reversed!"
Tu Yao was terrified, and the first thing that came to his mind was Liao Jixiang, "Is he going to kill them all?"
"Liao Jixiang's spring stool has broken its back." Zheng Mi frowned deeply, "There's nothing to lean on."
Tu Yao immediately excused Liao Jixiang: "It is the ancestor who colluded with the Japanese pirates, and he has nothing to do with him!"
"It is said that our ancestors colluded with Japanese pirates, do you believe it?" Zheng Mi looked at him ridiculously, "It's just a crime!" He wrung his hands together, and it was obvious that his hands were shaking slightly, "There is no crime on this list right now." Those of us who live in this branch should clamp our tails, maybe one day we will cut them off at the waist!" He pondered for a moment, then said quietly, "In the final analysis, Liao Jixiang killed the common people in Nanjing."
He was referring to that time of trying to turn the tide, that time of sacrificing one's life, which made Tu Yao's heart ache.
"Put down all the work at hand," Zheng Mi slapped his hand on the big case, forcing him, "I want to see Liao Jixiang's edict before noon tomorrow."
At this moment, Tu Yao had murderous intentions. For Zheng Xian, on such a dark and windy night, it was easy to seal his throat with a knife... But then? He was cowardly again, to be buried with Liao Jixiang
"Go," Zheng Mi didn't know what he was thinking, and waved his hands contemptuously. Tu Yao was slightly startled, and finally bowed and retreated. , "Don't hurt him!"
Tu Yao took Jin Yiwei to transfer soldiers, and when they were transferred, he turned and went straight to the weaving bureau. When he arrived at Xuanzhen Alley, it was just dawn, and Tu Yao got off his horse and asked Fanzi to call the door.
The common people have been stirred up, and the shouts of "Let's go! It's war!" can be heard from afar.
Fanzi knocked for a long time, but no one answered. This is unusual. They caught a few hawkers who were eager to close their stalls. During the first trial, someone saw a man and a horse coming yesterday evening. The horse was exhausted as soon as it arrived.
This is the leaked news from Beijing! Tu Yao immediately ordered: "The front and back are dead, smash the door for me!"
It seems that the old ancestor really loved Liao Jixiang, his life was at stake, and he still didn't forget to rescue him. Tu Yao felt bad. What he wanted to catch was the last concern of an old man in this world.
There seemed to be something stuck inside the door, and the battering hammer slammed back and forth, the door panel was cracked, and the door shaft didn't turn. When it was fierce, someone shouted in the distance: "Tu Yao, wait!"
Tu Yao was in the center of the crowd, surrounded by Jin Yiwei, outside the Jin Yiwei were soldiers from the Northern Battalion, far away, were ordinary people watching the excitement, and a small man squeezed out from inside, wearing commoner clothes and wearing a thick bun, he was too small .
Tu Yao frowned: "What are you doing here!"
Guo Xiaozhuo was carrying a burden on his back, dressed for a long trip, he had never been so clean, no rouge or powder, a simple beauty came out from the tattered clothes: "Let me talk to the inside !"
Tu Yao knew that he wanted to find Aliu: "It's a matter of military affairs, what trouble are you making!"
Guo Xiaozhuo knelt down to him with a "boom". For so many years, although he is an actor, he has always been proud of himself. If he is willing to do this, Tu Yao will inevitably be moved: "Tell them to stop," he told Baihu , "Make way for him."
The road just gave way, Guo Xiaozhuo walked through those icy spears alone, the early autumn wind gently blew his forehead hair, and the red light of the sunrise occasionally shone on the tip of the raised knife, flashing and shaking his eyes.
When he got to the door, he looked back. Tu Yao's soldiers were awe-inspiring, solid like stones, and stared at him indifferently. He knocked on the door, but there was still no response. He shouted anxiously, "Aliu, I'm looking for Aliu!"
Such a weak actor, caught in the sharp edge of the sword, so abrupt, so pitiful, but he didn't give up: "Stinky dumb, it's me, too small!"
Suddenly, the small window on the door opened, and a child's face appeared inside, dark, with big eyes, and his cold eyes wandered around the crowd, and fell on Guo Xiaozhuo.
"I brought your bank note," Guo Xiaozhuo hurriedly took it out of his chest, took it out and wanted to hand it over, but didn't hand it over, and said embarrassingly, "I also have some savings..." He won't say more, just Tremblingly begging, "Come out and take me away."
The crowd exclaimed, saying such words, Guo Xiaozhuo is shameless: "Last time... according to what you said last time, I will go ashore." He raised his feet and grabbed the small window, "Come out, I will keep you alive!"
Aliu looked at him deeply, deep into his bones, saw his determination, his love, he was satisfied, slowly grinned, and smiled brightly.
Guo Xiaozhuo seemed to have been fooled by him, and laughed along with him, tears streaming down his face, and said while wiping, "From now on, from now on, I will obey you in everything!"
Aliu looked at him very tenderly, for a moment, Guo Xiaozhuo almost thought that it would last forever, but the smile was still stingyly withdrawn, Aliu closed the small window cruelly.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, and Guo Xiaozhuo even had a smile on his face, staring at this tall and rich door, he should have been crying, but his heart was like the ashes left after a burning fire, which could never be lit again , he turned and walked back, Tu Yao watched, but he was laughing at Aliu in his heart.
Suddenly, he thought of the official letter from the Supervisor of Rites, saying that one of the ancestors counted as one, and they all killed themselves. Could it be that these lowly eunuchs... are planning to use their own lives to exchange Liao Jixiang for a face
"Slam the door! Hurry up!" He suddenly became anxious, unable to tell whether he was in a hurry to arrest people or to save them. Everything happened very quickly. Knife, fallen corpse, Tu Yao slashed all the way, and when he reached Liao Jixiang's big house, there was already a long trail of blood behind him.
There was a man in front of the house, wearing a red hat, a horse-faced skirt tied around his waist with a thick silk rope, two short knives crossed across his chest, a big cloak of cloud crane peony, which was loosely hung on his shoulders, and a hair bun was slanted sideways. A small camellia.
"Meazza, get out of the way!" Tu Yao was anxious, frequently looking at the big house behind him.
"Come on, step over me!" Meazza shook off his cloak and drew his sword with both hands at the same time. At this time, the door of the big house creaked. There was a person sitting in front of Bai Yushan, Tu Yao hurriedly looked over his head, there was a white chain hanging in the air.
It could also be poison! He went to look at the small tables next to the man, and at this moment, Liao Jixiang said, "Brother Seven."
Meazza turned around suddenly, as if he couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe that this person didn't die, why!
Does he really not know? In fact, both he and Tu Yao knew that Liao Jixiang was not afraid of death, but that he was greedy for someone and was reluctant to die.