please respect yourself

Liu Yan took the blame, or some people abandoned some people to minimize the damage.

However, Yan Suiyuan is a veteran at digging graves and pits for others. Even Liu Yan left a suicide note saying that he sold officials and nobles, organized cheating gunmen, killed people after the incident, and committed all kinds of corruption. Big heads digging graves.

Obtained testimony from Cheng Zangzhi, and collected a lot of articles, Yan Suiyuan himself took a few moths who were directly involved in the case vigorously and resolutely, and straightened it out. All the officials who were qualified to meet third-rank officials were all thrown into the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice by him.

However, there is still a big head--Guozijian Jijiu Dongwei.

The first thing Dong Wei did when he escaped was not to seek help from the prime minister Liu Xuan, nor to blackmail the capital censor Weizheng, but to directly seek the third-generation number one scholar who entered the official career by relying on the cheating army organized by the Imperial College.

As soon as the big heads got together, they all wanted to kill Yan Suiyuan.

Cheating in scientific examinations, selling officials and magnates, murdering people, disrupting the court, corruption... Isn't this the common practice of the court?

Everyone turns a blind eye, but Yan Suiyuan has bull's eyes—bigger than others?The emperor and Lao Tzu can't take care of things, but Yan Suiyuan can take care of them in a hurry?

After some high-spirited speeches filled with righteous indignation, everyone hit it off immediately—even though Yan Ting had many soldiers and horses in his hands, let's kill Yan Suiyuan first!

Dong Wei said: "Liu Yan committed suicide in fear of crime. If Yan Suiyuan hadn't been so aggressive, I wouldn't have been wanted. At most, I would have been relegated from the official position. My lords, Yan Suiyuan dared to touch me, and I couldn't be guaranteed. The next one is everyone, Qin Cheng, the only contact person between Prime Minister Liu Xuan and this matter, is also dead, and his old man is clean, you are different!"

Every word punishes the heart, every sentence is critical.

The three champion masters of Dong Qinian glanced at each other, and they agreed to Dong Wei's proposal to kill Yan Suiyuan without any hesitation.

"The old lady Liu Yao and Qin Cheng in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice must also die!" the No. [-] Scholar Lang of Jinke, who was named and confessed, said harshly.

"Yan Suiyuan will practice martial arts. Fortunately, the officials of the Three Jurisdictions are busy reviewing the case these days, and Cheng Zangzhi has ignored him for several days. Let's find more people, so that Yan Suiyuan won't die!"

"Two fists are no match for four hands, we can kill Yan Suiyuan even in a wheel fight!"

Inside the Cheng gate, Cheng Zangzhi was lying on a rattan chair with his eyes closed, basking in the sun, with a cup of tea, a plate of melon seeds and a field of melon seed husks in hand.

There are not many people in Cheng's family, even Cheng Zangzhi and Zhao Jue can count them with two hands.

Therefore, in Qijin's Cheng family, Zhao Jue is the only one holding a broom to clean the melon seed shells for Cheng Zangzhi.

A black shadow fell down from the rattan trellis, angrily said: "Report to master, Dong Wei met with Zhuangyuan Lang and some Jinshi, and is planning how to kill Yan Shangshu."

"Understood, step back." Cheng Zangzhi grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate them leisurely.

The ground that Zhao Jue had just swept clean was full of melon seeds scattered here and there.

"You...won't you go see Yan Shangshu?" Zhao Jue couldn't help asking.

"What does it have to do with me? Why should I go to see him?" Cheng Zangzhi felt that his mouth was dull.

"Aren't you planning to steal... borrow Yan Zhuang's general nameplate?" Zhao Jue asked.

Cheng Zangzhi closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and said after a long time, "It's fine if he's dead, save me trouble, I can take the nameplate directly when his body cools down."

"..."

A sentence popped up in Zhao Jue's mind for no reason - no poison, no husband.

"I asked you to find me the lychee and longan, did you find them?" Cheng Zangzhi opened his eyes and spoke after feeling comfortable.

Zhao Jue scratched his head: "My lord, lychee and longan are both southern fruits. It's already summer and I can't find them in the north. Would you like to eat something else?"

Cheng Zangzhi pinched a melon seed and used it as a dart, and in a daze made a hole in Zhao Jue's robe, "If I tell you to find it, you can find it for me! Why are there so many excuses! Besides, who said I want to eat it! Can't I give it away!"

Zhao Jue was taken aback, the young master has been in Qingjing for three years, even the things that the emperor and Liu Xuanna gave were nothing more than jade and stones, not to mention, others gave the young master to play with.

He also heard for the first time that the young master wanted to give gifts to others, and it was not a vulgar thing like dung.

"Who are you giving this to? Is the fruit suitable?" Zhao Jue was talkative.

Cheng Zangzhi picked up the white fungus soup that had just been delivered. He always liked these soupy soups. He took a bite of the glutinous rice balls in the soup, and said, "Give me a pretty girl with a very hypocritical temper."

"..."

For a moment, Zhao Jue was crying like a tiger. His young master expressed his heart to Yan Shangshu every day, so that he was worried that Cheng Zangzhi would cut off the Cheng family's bloodline when he had nothing to do. Now he was very happy to hear Cheng Zangzhi's words.

He said: "My lord, don't be so sloppy in front of a human being, the girls always want to coax you with nice words."

Cheng Zangzhi choked on the soup, looked strangely at Zhao Jue, a rough-looking guy, and said quietly: "You know a lot, he's going to drive me to death, and I have to coax him ? How can there be such a reason!"

Zhao Jue looked seriously at Cheng Zangzhi and said, "My lord, you are angry with the person you like, isn't that creating double anger? If you like it, you can coax me, and if you don't like it, you can change it."

Cheng Zangzhi, who was blocked by the word 'change', felt uncomfortable. He had been tossing and turning for three years. If he really wanted to change someone, he really might not have the willpower to toss and turn for another three years.

Cheng Zangzhi chewed the fermented glutinous rice balls with the tip of his teeth, felt the tip of his tongue was sweet, and his nose was full of intoxicating fragrance.He handed the porcelain bowl to Zhao Jue and said, "It tastes good, put a food box for me."

Zhao Jue took the porcelain bowl, the corners of his mouth were stiff and he said, "Which play is this?"

"You don't care which play I'm playing, just pretend if I tell you!" Cheng Zangzhi flattened his sleeves, and before he walked away, he still didn't forget to tell him: "Don't let the soup cool down!"

Yan Suiyuan, who had never been harassed by Cheng Zangzhi since he left the Ministry of Criminal Justice with a feeling of gloom, ransacked the owner's house and the west's house.

After sending away the Guozijian Siye, Si Cheng, and the chief bookkeeper, Yan Suiyuan pressed his eyebrows, and a group of people such as doctors, assistants, straight speakers, and five classics doctors were waiting for him, and the follow-up Those top scholars are also 'awaiting arrest'.

The manpower of the government office is obviously not enough. Fortunately, with the cooperation of Jing Zhaoyin, he is rushing to the next place where the house will be searched alone.

The six-foot alley with gray walls, the copper rings on the small doors of the houses are blue, and the gray and black stone roads are clean and tidy.Yan Sui wished this shortcut was really clean, and he couldn't find a single person. If night falls, it must be a good place for Yue Hei to kill people on the night.

It is said that weapons are one inch longer and one inch stronger, but Yan Suiyuan is an unbelieving stick—he replaced the superb long spear he danced in the Zhongning Army with a dagger.

Right now, he was blocked by a group of men in black with long swords in the six-foot alley. Sparks flew from the exchange of weapons, and Yan Suiyuan leaped out of the encirclement as lightly as a swallow through the gray brick wall.

The silver wire flicked between the wrists, and a sharp short sword swam like a fast arrow or a dart, taking a person's life in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Zangzhi was not present, Yan Suiyuan's killing pace was decisive, if he didn't make a move, the blood would be splashed on the spot - assassinating court officials, according to the law, he could be killed on the spot, so there is no need for politeness.

After some fighting, the men in black realized that they had underestimated Yan Shangshu—a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, not to mention that Yan Suiyuan still hadn't lost the habit of practicing martial arts after he started writing.Forced by the disadvantage, the leader of the men in black and the remaining men threw the accomplice who was still lying on the ground to Yan Suiyuan, and slipped away with smoke on the soles of his feet.

Yan Suiyuan took out a square handkerchief from his wide sleeves and carefully wiped the bright red on the frost front.

"It turns out that you have a handkerchief." Cheng Zangzhi leaned against the entrance of the alley with a food box in hand.

Yan Suiyuan suddenly felt that the handkerchief in his hand was a piece of hot potato, and he didn't want to throw it away, he could only stay in place like a frozen figure.

Cheng Zangzhi, who didn't think it was a big deal, stood up straight, raised his free hand and touched his face, but it made Yan Suiyuan feel as if this guy was touching his face.This was not enough, Cheng Zangzhi also made a gesture of bandaging his eyes, as if telling Yan Suiyuan that both of your sleeves were broken on my face!

Yan Suiyuan felt that the place was very compact and cramped, and the thin air was filled with musk, so he held his breath and fled in the opposite direction.

"Hey, I told you not to leave." Cheng Zangzhi sighed and followed up resignedly, "I'm here to deliver something to you."

Yan Suiyuan, who was stopped at the end of Liuchi Alley, noticed the food box in his hand, feeling puzzled and guilty.

"Today I found out that the sweet soup made by the cook in the mansion is pretty good. Thinking of your hard work in confiscating your home, I'll give you some to try." Cheng Zangzhi lifted the food box and said, "I don't know if it's cold or not. It doesn't matter if it's cold. It's hot and delicious."

Yan Suiyuan's eyelashes drooped, and he couldn't figure out the meaning of Cheng Zangzhi's move. He came here just to deliver soup?

He said: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng, for your kindness. No need, I still have official duties." After saying that, he turned around and raised his foot in the opposite direction again.

Cheng Zangzhi's stagnant energy accumulated for a few days finally ignited. He wanted to strangle Yan Suiyuan's neck and drag him back, but Yan Suiyuan's reaction was very fast and he turned around on guard—let Cheng Zangzhi hug him. full of.

"Don't move, I have something to tell you, can I spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you?" Cheng Zangzhi's tone was rarely chaotic or even expectant, and then he said nervously: "I know you are busy raiding the house, but rest It is also necessary, drink this, and I will search the house with you in the afternoon."

The author has something to say:

Yan Suiyuan: After suffering losses twice, don’t I know how to prepare the bill?

Cheng Zangzhi: - I don't care.

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