Howling, yelling, begging, roaring...
All kinds of noises sounded like magic sounds, which woke the exhausted Shi Xiangyun from his slumber. His eyes flowed, and the apricot-yellow gauze hibiscus tent immediately came into view, so he added a little bit to his eyes that were not sober. Stupid color.
In a trance, the cries and screams came into her ears again, and the various words during the period made her seem to have returned to the night of grief, fear, and helplessness when the Bowling Hou Mansion was raided.
Shi Xiangyun shuddered uncontrollably, groping to get up, but just as he bent his elbow, he bumped into a rock-solid arm.
Her movements froze, and with the pain in her body, all kinds of things rushed to her heart last night, and her cheeks flushed for a while.
Just when she didn't know what to do, the thick arm wrapped around her, locking her delicate body into her arms.
Shi Xiangyun became more and more at a loss, and his mind was blank for a while, and he just lay in the man's arms in such a dazed way, until the shouting outside became very clear from far to near, which made her He regained his sanity again.
She didn't dare to look at the man beside her, so she hesitated to start the conversation: "Outside... what's going on outside?"
"It's alright, go to sleep."
The man responded indifferently, and took advantage of the situation to put his big fan-like hand on Xiangyun's belly, and climbed loosely and unscrupulously.
Xiang Yun's face was burning like fire, with two small hands trying to push back, but he couldn't think of a reason to push back, let alone the courage to push back.
Just like that, the gloomy atmosphere in the prison gradually turned into a charming one.
It's a pity that the movement outside the door was really uninteresting. Instead of stopping there, it became more and more noisy.
After a while, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps rushing in, and then the prison door was violently smashed open. Step by step, he grabbed the front of the bed, knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, and said in his mouth:
"Lord help, lord help!"
Xiang Yun had only been happy for the first time last night, and was forced by the situation to succumb to private teaching. He was already seven points ashamed, but now he was stuck on the bed, and he didn't know what to do with himself.
Anxiously biting his teeth, he retracted his entire body into the quilt, and curled up on the man's chest as if covering his ears.
Accompanied by the man's heart beating like a drum, Yingyingchuochuo heard the green prison guard cry again: "Sir Shaoqing, this group of policemen came from nowhere, shouting that something happened to the little people, and no one is allowed to do so. I'm going to be locked up! The subordinate officials only defended a few words, and they shouted and killed. If I hadn't escaped faster, I'm afraid I would have been caught..."
"Ha ha."
Shi Xiangyun was hearing this inexplicably. He didn't know what the case was for those officers who broke into the prison, but he heard the man sneer and asked, "You really don't know, where did those officers come from?"
Hearing this, he seemed to have anticipated this, and knew more clearly which group of people came.
The green and green prison guards suffocated outside, unable to utter a complete sentence, until the sound of footsteps came from outside, and they heard people shouting and searching, and then hurriedly distinguished: "You are from our punishment department. But Xiaguan and others have always done their duty, you always know this, and most of them are misunderstood by scoundrels and misunderstood! Please also ask Lord Shaoqing to clarify for me!"
He originally said hesitantly, but his eyes swept across the festive red candle in the room, and there was more hope and confidence in his words.
These days, I have tried my best to serve Master Sun. Yesterday, I even secured a big matchmaker. Even if Master Sun didn't remember his hard work, he would never want to make it public, right
Thinking like this, five or six policemen rushed in behind him, and the surrounding generals holding iron rulers and dancing iron locks came up, shouting and scolding:
"Good grandson, let Grandpa catch him!"
"Run, keep running! I'll see where you're going!"
"Take it, don't let him run away again!"
Seeing this posture, the green and green prison guard jumped forward, turned his back against the edge of the bed, turned his head and pointed at the window and shouted, "Don't come here! Sun Shaoqing of Dali Temple is in front of him, who dares to make trouble!"
Seeing how he was clinging to the edge of the bed, it was because he was worried that there was still Shi Xiangyun on the bed, so he had already rushed up and hugged Sun Shaozong's thigh.
Those police officers from the Ministry of Punishment heard that it was Master Sun in front of him. Although he didn’t know how this big man was in prison, he didn’t dare to act recklessly. Unwilling, he stepped forward and saluted: "Sir, the little one is..."
"No need to say much, just get someone."
Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, Sun Shaozong waved his hand and instructed calmly, "Leave two people guarding outside the door, and don't let anyone come to disturb you."
The policemen looked at each other in dismay, and were a little overwhelmed - the prison head fled here desperately, obviously because he had something to rely on, but how could this be the result
The green prison officer was also stunned for a moment, and then quickly shouted: "Sir, the subordinate officials are wronged! You should know that the subordinate officials have always been diligent, how can they..."
"Ha ha."
Sun Shaozong sneered again: "What have you done, this official naturally knows clearly, otherwise how did these policemen come?"
After saying what he meant, without waiting for the prison head to figure it out, he signaled the police to take him down quickly.
Although those police officers are still in the fog, but they have received repeated orders from the future Shangguan, how can they dare to neglect
He hurriedly swarmed up and locked the head of the cell, and pushed him out.
"Sun Shaoqing?! Master Sun?! A subordinate officer has been wronged, a subordinate officer has been wronged! Lord Sun, Sun... Have you forgotten that it was the subordinate officer who helped you to take this noble lady..."
The prison head struggled and shouted, gradually turning from pleading to threatening, but Sun Shaozong ignored it.
As the shouting of the cell leader drifted away, the cell was quiet again.
He indifferently retracted his gaze, feeling a little itchy in his chest, but it was caused by Shi Xiangyun's breathing.
After pondering for a while, he raised his hand and pressed it on top of Xiangyun's head, pushing her into the depths of the bedding.
Xiang Yun didn't understand what he meant, and he raised his head with force, blushing and panicked: "He... what he just shouted about, if it spreads out, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
In the end, there is still a lack of training and understanding.
Sun Shaozong was secretly disappointed, and he smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, I made arrangements last night, and he is not afraid even if he calls out to the sky."
Xiang Yun was still apprehensive, but seeing his confident attitude, it was not easy to keep asking questions.
the next day.
Suddenly, news spread in the capital that Sun Shaozong, the minister of Dali Temple, was going to be transferred to the Ministry of Punishment. In order to live up to the entrustment of the court, he often visited various departments of the Ministry of Punishment during the rest period to familiarize himself with the public affairs of the Ministry of Punishment in advance.
During this period, he accidentally learned about the criminal case of the Ministry of Punishment, so he went deep into it without hesitation. After several unannounced visits, he sent someone to urge the Ministry of Punishment to send troops overnight, and finally wiped out the group of city foxes and rats.
As for the rumors, Master Sun and a certain female prisoner have two or three things, but they are just using themselves as bait, in front of the thieves and convicting snakes.
There are often passages in this series of stories, not to mention the truth is difficult to distinguish, even if there is something, it is just a fragrant chores in the process of 'Master Qingtian's understanding of the people's feelings'.
It’s okay to say it’s a good story. At most, it can be harshly condemned as absurd, but how can it be regarded as a bad deed
Not to mention being used as a life-saving handle by some city fox club rats.
I've been decadent for a long time, I'm going to finish the book this month, and it's time to cheer up after the new year.
Just don't know whether to continue writing "Yi Ming", or start a new book
Not to mention the continuation of "Yi Ming", the new book has two ideas.
One is to regenerate the city, use yourself as a template, and write some true and false stories.
The second is to write back to the story of the Red Chamber. After all, "Famous Detective" is an external perspective. Although it has also written a lot of stories about the two houses of Rongning and Ningxia, it is separated by a layer, and it mainly involves either Yingyingyanyan or Yingyingyanyan. The prominent figures of the Second Rong Ning Mansion are always floating at a high place, and there is no fireworks in the market.
If I want to write again, I will try my best to make up for some shortcomings and shortcomings. I will probably start from the low-level little people and cut into Cao Gongmeng from a different perspective.