"Hey, Song Chengye, what are you planning?"

Every time Gu Yuzhu saw the other party showing this expression, he felt as if he was planning something.

Gu Yuzhu was inexplicably uneasy.

This uneasiness is not due to fear, but worry.

Worried that he would do something wrong, something extraordinary.

People have to have a bottom line, and they can't step over it, otherwise, one step will be wrong and every step will be wrong.

Song Chengye restrained his thoughts, and his face was calm: "It just suddenly occurred to me that when I went to catch the exam a few years ago, I heard that the prefect of Jiucang City has done some evil things, but it was wiped out later, no I don't know if there are any clues left."

Gu Yuzhu stared at him again and again.

But from his face, there is really no clue.

Finally had to give up.

"It's nothing, as long as he does these things, there will be a breakthrough." Gu Yuzhu made up his mind to find these clues.

Keeping that prefect is a disaster.

Not to mention the fish and meat people, if he can stand up, he will probably make a comeback and take revenge on their family.

There are so many small milk bags in the house, how can I stand it.

"Kunshan?" Yu Boyong drank tea and glanced at his favorite student, "Speaking of which, I also have a student in Jiucang City, and he can be regarded as your senior brother. I will write him a letter and let him Check this out."

"That would be great." Song Chengye still respected his teacher, "Thank you for your help."

Yu Boyong raised his hand: "Don't talk about those falsehoods between me and my teacher. If you really want to thank me, then get a good name in the palace examination. When I left, old man, there were countless people in the capital Everyone is saying that I am crazy, just let them see that a lunatic can teach a good student."

Song Chengye put his hands together and pressed his forehead: "The students will definitely live up to the teacher's expectations."

Yu Boyong let go of the little chirp on Erbao's head, got up and went to the study, and wrote a letter, which was rushed to the post station that night, and sent an urgent letter.

In the dim moonlight, a figure left quietly.

- crunch.

Gu Yuzhu's ears moved sensitively.

She nimbly rolled over and got out of bed, got dressed, and pushed the door out together.

A figure in a black robe disappeared into the backyard.

The clear scent of books and ink mixed with the scent of chrysanthemums in the yard got into my nose.

It's Song Chengye.

What is he going to do at night?

Gu Yuzhu's heart was itchy like a cat's scratching, and at the same time, there was a sense of uneasiness.

It was exactly the same as the uneasiness that came out of Song Chengye when he was meditating today.

After hesitating on the spot for a moment, Gu Yuzhu gritted his teeth and followed.

Song Chengye seemed to be born with the ability of anti-reconnaissance, and was quite keen. Gu Yuzhu didn't dare to get too close, but relied on the aura of his nose, followed the scent, and chased him all the way out.

The curfew in Fuyu County is not too strict. Gu Yuzhu avoided several pairs of patrolling teams and walked to the side of the county government office.

Next to the county government office is the prison cell, a place where prisoners are detained.

But what is he doing here?

Big doubts popped up in his little head.

Gritting her teeth, Gu Yuzhu got inside.

There was a jailer on duty at the door, and when he saw a figure rushing in, he was startled at first, and then wanted to curse angrily, but before he could leave his mouth, he saw Gu Yuzhu's face.

"Gu, Miss Gu?" The jailer was dumbfounded, and murmured in his heart.

The couple will come in two separate calls today?

The Gu family is from the county magistrate's side. Everyone in the yamen knows it, and of course the jailer knows it too.

Gu Yuzhu came out in a hurry, before she had time to get her purse, she simply tore off the bracelet and put a gold bead in front of the other party: "Mr. Song came in just now?"

The jailer stared at the golden bead, his eyes were straightened, but he didn't dare to take it away: "It went in. It is said that Mr. Song was specially invited by the county magistrate for interrogation. Miss, this golden bead is too precious."

He didn't know how the county magistrate had a good official job, so he asked a scholar to interrogate him.

But he didn't dare to ask more.

"What's for you is for you, I'll go in and have a look." Gu Yuzhu gathered the robe around her body, covering her ears that were red from the cold, and walked inside.

It's getting colder today.

The jailer happily accepted the gold beads, and opened the cell door for Gu Yuzhu himself.

The cells in the small county are not big, and there are not many prisoners locked inside.

The criminal law of the Tianfeng Dynasty was strict and strict, and it was not strict at all.

If a crime is committed, many people beat the board, and after the board is beaten, they can be lifted down.

If it was more serious, it would be the crime of beheading.

Therefore, Liu Ci was the only one locked up in the entire cell.

Gu Yuzhu heard a scream clearly.

She walked over quickly, and what she saw was Song Chengye's frosty face and the chilling indifference in her eyes.

He was wiping the blood with his hands, and Liu Ci wailed at his feet: "You let me go, I am willing to testify to you, and I am willing to identify Kunshan."

The pain was unbearable.

Song Chengye pretended not to hear, but wiped off the blood on his hands, threw the handkerchief aside, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

That little porcelain bottle looked familiar.

But there was only a dim candle lit in the cell, and Gu Yuzhu couldn't see clearly.

But when Song Chengye was about to uncork the bottle, she felt a thump in her heart.

"Song Chengye!"

For a moment, Song Chengye thought he was having auditory hallucinations.

But the footsteps in his heart at that moment were getting closer and closer.

It's coming!

Song Chengye re-corked the bottle in a little panic, but before he could hide it in his sleeve, Gu Yuzhu had already walked up to him.

"Is this the medicine in my pharmacy?"

When Gu Yuzhu got closer, he could see the little bottle.

Duotian pill.

This is the life-sustaining medicine she concocted with Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, Ziheche, etc.

With such a precious medicine, Gu Yuzhu didn't think that Song Chengye came to save Liu Ci, on the contrary, he might use this medicine to torture Liu Ci.

Gu Yuzhu stretched out her hand silently.

A moment later, an icy cold touch fell on the palm of her hand.

Liu Ci, who was lying on the ground, saw her coming, his desperate eyes became brighter and darker.

"Gu Yuzhu, you like his face, but even though he looks better than Pan An, he has a heart that is more poisonous than a snake and a scorpion. He came here to torture me today. Look at the wounds on my body. I have such a pillow. Man, aren't you afraid?"

Gu Yuzhu took a look.

Liu Ci's right hand was broken, and the broken bone pierced through his arm, leaving him exposed.

Because he had exposed the magistrate before, both Xiao Sheng and Lu Qing planned to save his life, let the doctor connect him, and then bandage him up.

But now those wounds are bleeding.

Probably Song Chengye's masterpiece.

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