Recommendation: "Beauty is Fierce", medium word count, killable
After death and rebirth, she decided to either never marry or find a son-in-law.
Moreover, in order to fight against her ex-husband who killed her and save the family property, she participated in the business of the family's Jinxiu Lingluo.
And use everything you have learned from him to deal with him!
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On the other side of the alley next to the Yamen of the Punishment Department, there is a Yamen with blue bricks and gray tiles. It does not look good, but it is obvious that it is heavily guarded and the walls are much higher than other Yamen. This is the Prison of the Punishment Department.
It looks very ordinary, but the interior layout is extremely exquisite. Especially after Zhu Chunyang took over, the level of criminals imprisoned became higher and higher, the controversies became more and more, and the number of assassins and prison robbers increased. So after more than ten years of development here, Constant maintenance has made it so impregnable that even if there are only three or four guards, no one from the outside can even think of targeting the prisoners inside.
Gu Yu passed through three doors, and the surrounding area was completely plunged into darkness. The smell of putrid blood was getting stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but reach out and cover his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.
He had been to this kind of place once before, but he didn't expect to come again.
"My lord...this way..." the jailer who led the way suddenly whispered and stopped in front of a black wall.
Before Gu Yu showed his doubts, he saw the man pressing the button a few times, and a secret door appeared from the wall.
"It's actually worth being locked up in a secret room..." Gu Yu laughed softly, with no discernable emotion.
"Sir, please keep your story short..." the jailer said in a low voice, "There are many people here, and we really don't have many brothers to cover the scene..."
Gu Yu nodded and passed him in. The door creaked and closed slowly, as if it separated Yin and Yang.
Behind an iron railing, Gu Hai, wearing only a white gauze single robe, was leaning against the wall, reading a book with only this dim light.
"You seem to be in good spirits." Gu Yu said with a smile, reaching out and knocking on the railing.
Gu Hai heard the sound and looked over. When he saw it was him, he immediately put down the book in his hand and stood up.
"How is Shiba Niang?" He walked over quickly, staggering a little.
"Have you been tortured?" Gu Yu asked with a slightly raised brow. Standing closer, he saw a little bit of plum red showing through Gu Yu's white clothes. This was certainly not an embroidery decoration...
"How is Eighteenth Mother?" Gu Hai asked again.
"It's not bad now. The food, drinks and accommodation are much better than yours..." Gu Yu sneered and looked at Gu Hai and shook his head, "Why do you think I am a family with you? What else in the world can you do?" It’s just bad luck.”
When Gu Hai heard that Gu Shiba Niang was fine, he felt relieved and ignored his taunts. Instead, he smiled and walked back to sit down and continue reading.
The prison fell into dead silence again.
"Now because I am worried about what His Majesty wants to ask you, I haven't fought to death yet... It will take some time..." Gu Yu said with a click of his tongue.
This time, he finally caught Gu Hai and put him in jail. Zhu Yan wanted to pry open his mouth as soon as possible, take out the big fish, and give him a big greeting as soon as he came in. However, because he was worried about the emperor, he did not dare to make too big a move, but These methods are enough to torture people to the point of madness. After a long time, the emperor forgets about him, and if Zhu Xian cannot get the results he wants, real torture will not be polite. At that time, Death is a blessing.
"For the sake of the family, if you have any last words, just say them." Gu Yu said angrily.
Gu Hai raised his head and glanced at him, then reached out and groped on the ground.
"Really? Did you write a suicide note?" Gu Yu asked, seeing Gu Hai taking out a stack of paper from somewhere on the ground and walking over to hand it to him.
Gu Yu stretched out his hand to take it, shook it open, and asked, "There's a lot written..."
With the dim wick of the lamp, he glanced across the paper, and suddenly his face became condensed.
"This is my memorial..." Gu Hai said calmly, "I also want to impeach the Zhu family and his son..."
"It seems that you are treated too well here..." Gu Yu sneered, "You are really overestimating your capabilities..."
He crumpled the paper in his hand.
Gu Hai looked at him with an indifferent expression.
"I know that the Zhu family's traitorous party is powerful and has great grace..." He said slowly, "The law of the jungle is an indisputable fact, but it is not the right principle in the world. We cannot erase the right principle just because of the facts..."
"Okay..." Gu Yu smiled, raised his finger and shook it at him.
"There is also some evidence of corruption and corruption between the father and his son, which is under the flower garden in front of my house..." Gu Hai continued.
Gu Yu's expression slightly condensed, "Where did it come from?"
"As long as they do it, they will naturally leave evidence..." Gu Hai said, without answering directly.
Gu Yu's eyes flickered, and the two brothers looked at each other for a moment.
"Do you think that just what you wrote, plus those things about greed and cheating that don't hurt, can bring them down?" Gu Yu said slowly.
Gu Hai looked at him without saying anything.
"The Zhu family has been involved in the government and the public for decades. No matter in the court or in the local government, there are many disciples and former officials all over the world..." Gu Yu continued, "If it is not absolutely necessary, His Majesty will never touch them in the slightest..."
He shook the paper ball in his hand and shook it away again, "These things of yours are too big. You can kill the old master with random punches, but the premise is that you get close to the old master... "
Gu Hai's expression changed, he slowly closed his eyes, and clenched his hands in front of him into fists.
"Is there no other way?" He murmured, "There is no other way."
"Look at what I wrote..." Gu Yu said suddenly.
Gu Hai was stunned for a moment. Before he could open his eyes, he felt something being thrown towards him and hurriedly reached out to catch it.
This was a memorial. Gu Hai glanced at Gu Yu suspiciously, his expression unclear in the darkness.
Walking to the corner, Gu Hai used the wick to open the memorial. As he looked at it, his hands began to shake slightly, and a thin trickle of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Before returning from Lizhou, he heard that Gu Yu had impeached the Marquis of Pingyang for the Eighteen Niangs. He was a little surprised at the time, thinking that there was nothing to impeach in such a thing. Instead, he would be labeled as unreasonable. He did not expect that Dali Temple He actually accepted it seriously and was about to summon Marquis Pingyang. Of course he knew that Dali Temple must have received instructions from above to do this. He guessed that it might be the prince...
But today I saw the impeachment of Zhu Xian. Yes, Gu Yu's plan was to impeach Zhu Xian. He didn't mention Zhu Chunming or other Zhu Party members at all. He even cried and praised Zhu Chunming, whose bones were still cold. Gu Hai finally understood. , why did Dali Temple officially accept the impeachment of Pingyang Marquis...
For many people, the things mentioned in this Zhezi are just trivial matters, not worth making a fuss about. However, there are some words in this world that will hurt the hearts of some people, and this person is exactly the one who is about to see the Zhezi. Emperor Longqing.
This is an emperor with weird thoughts and moody thoughts, and he is best at using the greatest malice to predict his ministers.
What was going on in his mind? How could he write such a memorial? Zhu Chunming's attempt to frame Ye Zhen and others was probably just this way...
This person... Gu Hai raised his eyes to look at this Gu Yu. He used to be wary of him, but he was more disdainful, but now he only has one thought, this person... is really scary...
"You present this, and then those hidden in your flower garden can be considered treasures..." Gu Yu said slowly from the side.
Gu Hai closed the memorial, his ears felt like swords clashing, and his heart was surging. He took several deep breaths before suppressing the urge to scream.
"You mean in my name..." he asked.
"What? Isn't that what you were planning to do?" Gu Yu said calmly.
Gu Hai said nothing and stuffed the memorial into his arms.
"Of course, the consequence of doing this is that you will most likely be pushed out and beheaded immediately..." Gu Yu said calmly.
"Isn't there one or two more?" Gu Hai cut off his words and replied.
Gu Yu smiled, "And even if it succeeds, it will only open a hole. As for what will happen next, no one can guarantee..."
Gu Hai also smiled and said nothing.
There was a rumbling sound outside the door, and Gu Yu knew that this was a signal from the outside, reminding him not to stay here for a long time.
"In three days, Inspector Zou will come over, and then you can write the zhezi..." Gu Yu whispered, "Oh, by the way, don't worry, this zhezi is written in imitation of your handwriting, and the date is also yours. When I was in Lizhou..."
Gu Hai had noticed it and nodded, watching him turn around and walk away.
"Gu Yu," he called, but Gu Yu didn't stop, "Why did you do this?"
"If this doesn't work, I won't lose anything..." Gu Yu sneered and glanced sideways at him, "If it works, I will have the big profits I deserve, why don't I do it?"
"No matter what you are doing, I thank you." Gu Hai suddenly bowed and bowed.
"I can't afford it..." Gu Yu said, turned around and strode away, walking out of the secret door. His eyes looked around the dark and putrid surroundings, as if he saw souls suspended in the air, and said lightly in a voice that only he could hear. , "...I promised you, I won't lie to you..."
At the same time, in a village outside the capital, there was a tea shed next to Guan Road. Although it was approaching evening, there were still a lot of people passing by. The old couple selling tea were very busy welcoming and dropping off. Compared with the bustling front , the back door was much quieter. The wooden door was gently pushed open, and a thin figure walked out, wrapped in a scarf, and walked out quietly, looking sneaky.
She had only taken two steps when two figures emerged from the diagonal stab and stopped her violently.
"What are you doing!" the visitor shouted in a low voice. He was dressed like a mason and was carrying a workman in his hand.
"I...I..." The person who was stopped raised his head, revealing a frightened face with tearful eyes. His face was yellow, and there was a black spot from the corner of his eye to the side of his ear. It was very ugly. Even if Gu Shiba Niang was in front of her at this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to recognize this spiritual treasure.
"You want to go to the city to see your lady again, right?" the young man who stopped her shouted in a low voice.
Tears welled up in Lingbao's eyes, "Miss... Miss is going to be beheaded... We can't help but be implicated..."
"You are the only one who will hurt her if you go!" The two of them shouted at the same time, lifting her up one side and stuffing her back into the door. "If you don't believe it, go ahead and try it! See if it makes her die faster! "
Lingbao was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak anymore, he just covered his face and choked in a low voice.
"You heard us right..." After a long time, the two of them slowed down and whispered.
Lingbao choked and nodded. Seeing that the two were about to leave, he couldn't help but grab the corner of one of them's clothes, "I...my brother...he...really...really...isn't he gone..."
The two of them stopped, and looked back at her with a look of sadness and fear on her face. A trace of unbearability flashed in her eyes, and there was some hesitation on the younger one's face. She opened her mouth to say something, but was gently pulled back by the older one.
"Remember our words, your young lady will be the safest if you don't show up, otherwise..." the older man whispered, and then closed the door and walked out without stopping.
Lingbao slowly sat down on his knees in the courtyard, covering his face and crying softly. The sound reached the front hall, and everyone who drank tea was not surprised.
"This ugly girl is sick again..." the guests shrugged and shouted to the old lady carrying the teapot, "You can't support your old age even if you pick this up, you might as well go to the Salesian Hall to pick one up..."
"She's not sick, she's not sick. My girl is not sick, she's just a bit ugly. Please don't say that, sir..." the old woman said with a smile.
"You're such an old lady, you're so protective of your shortcomings!" The guests laughed, and the tea shed was very lively.
Gu Shiba Niang had no idea about the hustle and bustle of the outside world. She just sat in the hall every day, staring at the spring scenery outside in a daze.
"Ms. Gu, someone has brought something." The officer outside called.
Gu Shiba Niang was a little surprised. She had been locked up for so long and no one had sent anything to her. Gu Hai must have been locked up, and the Cao family might not be free in Jiankang. Apart from the sudden visit of the prince yesterday, there was actually someone else Give her something...
"This is this?" Gu Shiba Niang watched as a man dressed as a servant lowered his head and brought in a set of brocade bedding. When he opened it, there were actually some medical books and a paper package, exuding the fragrance of medicine.
"Who is it?" Gu Shiba Niang couldn't help but ask the boy.
But the boy lowered his head, bent over respectfully, and slowly backed out without saying a word. He had an aura that was not that of an ordinary boy, it was a kind of person who had been trained strictly for a long time to maintain his health. servility.
It was very cold in late spring, and the bedding here was not very good, and it would be cold at night...so, she had a bit of a cold these days...
She picked up the paper bag, opened it, and was stunned. This was...
"Medicine to cure cold..." she murmured.
who? Who knew she was slightly cold? The servants? Impossible, otherwise she wouldn’t have picked winter jasmine flowers and cooked them in water to drink...
Spring flowers... Gu Shiba Niang thought of a possibility, and her heart skipped a few beats unexpectedly. She was stunned.
Her eyes swept over a brocade quilt on the table, two fine medicinal scriptures, and finally landed on a bag full of herbs for dispelling wind, cold and fever. Her nose slowly became sour, and then there were tears along her cheeks. One by one they fell.
I see