Grandpa is such a bunny

Zhu Hongyi admitted that the other bandits, seeing his fearless and arrogant look, thought that he was confident and would escape from prison, so they all made rude remarks in the courtroom. 'The stupid look, until Du Yun dropped the beheaded signature, he didn't care.

The bandits in the mountains were big, and together with Zhu Hong, more than 50 people were all sentenced to beheaded, and the remaining more than [-] people were sent to the border to serve as labor labor.

After the verdict was over, there was a burst of cheers and applause outside the door. Some people saw that the bandits were indifferent, and asked worriedly, "Can this young master really be beheaded?"

Another person replied, "When did Master Du lie to us? This group of vicious things finally got their retribution."

Zhu Hong was quickly pressed down by the arrest, with his face on the ground, still roaring endlessly, full of contempt, "You think you can convict me? You are a little magistrate, my father will kill you, I will kill you!" Daddy won't let you treat me like this, Du Yun, you won't be proud for long, I want you all to die."

Roaring, a cotton cloth was stuffed into his mouth and dragged down.

A major case ended neatly, without even an emergency, until the people in front of the yamen were evacuated in an orderly manner, and Du Yun was sitting in the inner hall in an official robe, holding his face in a daze.

When Tubo and Qian Fan entered, he was pouring himself a cup of herbal tea in a depression.

"This is a serious case, why are you unhappy?" Tu Bai took the tea, poured a cup, turned around and handed it to Qian Fan, with an unusually attentive attitude.

Du Yun stared at Tubo suspiciously, "I'm not unhappy, I'm just empty. It's so easy to solve, but I feel a little strange. Tell me, can Zhu Hong really be killed smoothly?"

Tubo turned his head and asked, "What does Qianfan think?"

Qian Fan was holding a Buddhist bead, his brows reflected in the blue robes were soft, and he said a word steadily, "Yes."

Tubo nodded, then turned around and said, "That will definitely kill him."

Du Yun held his head, "Why?"

Tubo got up and patted him, and said with a half-smile, "Guess."

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes on the faces of the people beside him, and turned around Qianfan's handsome face, Tubo thought, "It's really reasonable to play the feudal lords in order to make the beauties laugh. .”

As soon as the interrogation result was released, Du Yun had already sent the memorial to Wangcheng, and the tiger-headed guillotine on his side could fall to the ground at any time as long as the emperor wrote the word "accurate" on it.

Even though I still feel a little uneasy in my heart, the days are coming soon, and everyone in the yamen has a happy face.

As soon as the morning sun came out, Tubo squatted by the lotus pond in the backyard with his breakfast and waited.

The sandalwood incense wafted out of the room, and Tubo put the dinner plate aside, and cautiously revealed his eyes through the slightly open window.

The monk sitting quietly among the cigarettes has a picturesque face, which is so beautiful.

Tubo watched, showing a shallow smile, looking away, and sat down by the window, he reached out and touched his ear, thinking, "If only I could keep looking at him like this, I'll just take a look at him, and then Have a great day.”

He was thinking happily, when he heard a cry coming into the backyard, he got up and walked over.

The cry was soft and soft, it was from the baby in Yunniang's arms.

Amidst the crying, Du Yun's voice drifted out, "Madam, I'm afraid it's impossible, neither you nor I can use lynching."

Yunniang didn't care about coaxing the child, her eyes turned red, "Just die like this, it's too cheap for him, I want him to taste that pain, my lord, I beg you." She grabbed Du Yun's robe , plopped down on his knees, the swaddle in his arms fell apart, and the breeze blew, making the baby cry even louder.

In just a few words, Tubo probably guessed what Yunniang wanted to say.Sentenced by beheading, once the guillotine is released, and the head is rolled, the grievances and hatreds in the world are gone. If you talk about the way of death, it is really cheap and neat.But her husband was scalded by Zhu Hong, tied with a rope, and skinned from the ankle.

Yunniang cried bitterly, her face was covered with tears, her thin body was shaking violently, no matter how much Du Yun helped her, she couldn't get up. She cried loudly and lay down on the cold ground.

"I know he's dead, I can accept it, but I can't bear the cold and pain of his death, you know..."

Tubo has never been able to see the girl's tears, and his heart softened when she cried. When he wanted to say something, Du Yun frowned.

This kind of thing is unacceptable. If Zhu Hong is handed over to Yun Niang for lynching and spread to the emperor's ears, even if they have made great contributions, they will still be punished.

Tubo saw that Du Yun was in a dilemma, so he didn't say anything more. He hugged the child and asked Du Yun to help Yunniang up and send him to the guest room, "Your Excellency, go back first, and leave it to me."

Du Yun whispered worriedly, "I know you are soft-hearted, but you can't do anything illegal."

Tubo curled his lips, shooed him away, went to the kitchen to find a bowl of rice porridge and took it back.

I don't know what he said to Yunniang, but the woman never mentioned it again, as if she had forgotten about it.

Five days later, the memorial approved by the emperor finally arrived in Luo'an City.

Tubo peeled a large basket of carrots and announced in public, "Since this is the case, this basket of carrots should be a celebration for everyone tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, the happy people dispersed on the spot. Some said, "The yellow noodle soup made by my wife is better", and some said, "By the way, my bacon can be eaten." Clean, only Tubo was left standing holding a basket of juicy carrots, saw a piece of blue clothes, and immediately said, "Qianfan, do you want to eat shredded carrots in cold salad?"

After being given carrot vegetarian food by him for five consecutive days, Qian Fan could still maintain a polite smile, and held out a handful of green vegetables from behind and said, "Thank you for your kindness, the poor monk has dinner."

He hurried to the backyard, as if afraid of being grabbed by Tubo to feed a basket of carrots.

Tubo gnawed on a stick, thinking, "I don't even know good ones, carrots are so delicious." Seeing that the green robe was about to disappear into the night, Tubo threw away the basket and ran away In the backyard, he said while running, "Wait for me, small green vegetables are also fine, I like to eat radishes and green vegetables, bouncing around is so cute..."

The days passed day by day, and seeing that the day when Zhu Hong and the bandits would be beheaded everywhere was approaching, Du Yun was still uneasy at first, but seeing that the execution would be executed the next day, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. When I came out, I heard someone shouting outside the door, "It's flooded! Put out the fire!"

The flames reflected on the window paper in an instant, and twisted strangely. Du Yun didn't even care to wear his clothes. He ran out to take a look, only to realize that it was not a fire, but someone deliberately set it on fire.

Wooden arrows all over the sky shot into the yamen with tongues of fire, a strong smell of kerosene poured into the mouth and nostrils along the wind, and a wooden arrow made a sharp whistle through the night sky and shot straight at Du Yun. The constricted pupils turned into a spark approaching.

The moment the arrow shot over, Du Yun was thrown down heavily, and Tubo ran into the dark with his collar, cursing, "What are you looking at, do you want someone to shoot you like a sieve of fire!"

"What's going on? Who dared to set fire to the yamen!" Du Yun shouted after regaining his senses.

Tubo staggered him, "Whose son are you going to kill tomorrow?"

Du Yun was taken aback, "Didn't the emperor put him under house arrest?" He shouted loudly against the flying fire and arrows, "Zhu Hou Ye, Zhu Hong is more than innocent when he dies—"

The arrow swept past Du Yun's head with a stream of fire, and successfully swallowed his unfinished words.

"Look what you're calling me, you bastard, get out!" Tubo pressed Du Yun in his arms, walked against the wall, avoiding countless stray arrows, and sent him to the back door of the yamen.

The handymen and police officers in the yamen are all gathered here, Sun Xiao is holding the child, the master is supporting Yunniang, and when he turns around and sees Qian Fan escorting a small police officer out, Tu Bai hastily nodded and pushed Du Yun, "Let's go first , while it hasn’t been discovered yet.”

Du Yun grabbed him, "What else are you going in for?"

Tubo tore off his clothes to cover his mouth and nose, "Without paperwork and imperial decree, how will you kill Zhuhong tomorrow, don't be silly, go quickly."

After finishing speaking, he stopped listening to his dissuasion, and with a flash of flexibility, he avoided Du Yun and rushed into the sky filled with flames.

The flames jumped up to the roof, and the beams were burnt to emit black and thick smoke. The files in the inner hall were all flammable, and the black smoke billowed outside. The inner hall had not completely burned, but it was hard to breathe.

Tubo tightened his wristbands, held his breath, and slid in against the wall.He didn't dare to return to the original form, the rabbit fur was the most flammable, so he had to move as fast as possible to find the documents and imperial edicts when the fire came in.

"What should I do?" Du Yun turned around in a hurry, and suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing by him, but he didn't see anything.

"It's Chan Master Shanyue." Sun Xiao said.

Du Yun patted his thigh, "What he does when he goes in will add to the chaos."

The master said, "My lord, let's go to the dungeon. I wish the Marquis wanted nothing more than documents and people."

"Okay." Du Yun put the coat in his hand on Yun Niang, "We are guarding the dungeon, I don't believe that Lord Zhu would dare to step on my corpse and snatch someone away."

The flames of the yamen lit half of the night sky red, and the neighbors who heard the news wanted to carry water to fight the fire, but before pouring a basin of water, they were overturned by the stern man in black. Looking back, they saw Dozens of people were standing outside Huohai Yamen, wearing black family robes, surrounding the Yamen.

The leader is the master of an unknown family, with loathing and hatred in his cloudy eyes, and the fire is moving in his eyes, like a roaring snake.

"Master Hou, people ran away from the back door."

Zhu Laohou gritted his teeth with his old and wrinkled jaw, and answered a word in a cold voice.

"Grasp."

The files in the inner hall were scorched by the fire outside, and tongues of flame shot out from the crack in the door, crackling the doors and windows.

Not long after, the wind and fire sneaked into the inner hall along the gap, and burned the files in the room in an instant.The beams hanging above the head were peeling off scorched charcoal wood. Tubo wrapped the box containing the official documents and memorials in his arms, and raised his head, only to find that the door of the inner hall had been blocked by the collapsed bookcase. It's a flickering flame.

"Cough cough cough..." Tubo felt that his skin was about to be scorched, and seeing that the fire was about to burn his body, he looked for a way out from the burning surroundings, and he still had the time to think, "I heard that roasted rabbit meat is very good." What to eat, I turned into a rabbit and burned to death here, will it look less scary?"

As soon as he thought of this, he heard a rumbling sound of the huge beam above his head breaking from the middle, and Tubo thought, "It's broken." The fire scraped into the originally sealed inner hall, and the bricks, tiles, broken tables, broken chairs and fire flew away together.

Tubo was covered in gray tiles on the wall, barely covered his face with his sleeves, squinted his fingers and saw a person in a green robe flying outside the flames, his hands reflected in the red sandalwood were white and beautiful, Tubo was happy, and bumped into the She slipped into her arms with a touch of sandalwood, and took the opportunity to rub her head twice.

"Thank you."

Tubo jumped out from the wall blasted by Qianfan, extinguished the flames on his body, looked up and saw that the yamen was completely burned into a sea of ​​flames, and said in a low voice, "Let's go and find Du Yun." He picked up a bag from the ground A burnt carrot rubbed against his sleeve and took a bite.

"Eat or not?"

Looking at his dark face and dark carrots, Qian Fan couldn't laugh or cry.