Brocade without a knife

The man lay on his back in the thin bedding, nodded his head in a good manner, and said: "The factory owner is very right, I am overestimated, trying to deceive you like a torch."

Hesi snorted twice, glanced at the man's blood-stained skirt, sat back in the grand master's chair, rubbed the string of old tourmalines and said slowly: "Lu Zhengming, right? Died. He used to be a strongman in Fusili, Beizhen. He was promoted to captain not long ago, and now lives in No. 22 Household, Beiluo Hutong, Dongkangfang. Isn’t that right?”

Lu Zhengming didn't speak, but only slightly pulled the corner of his mouth, which was a tacit agreement.

The other party is the admiral of the East Factory, the head of intelligence with the most eyes and ears, as long as he has the heart, not to mention his details, even how many bowls of rice he ate in a day, and how many people he met.It's just that he was a little surprised that He Si, who was always busy with everything, had the intention to find out the bottom line of him, the most inconspicuous little lieutenant of Jin Yiwei.

Lu Zhengming looked at that handsome young face that was beautiful but not bewitching, and thought that he was a little careless, and almost underestimated the little admiral.

Dongchang's ability overwhelms Jinyiwei, and it has been sitting on the Diaoyutai for so long, so it has its own way of inheritance and selection.The old factory owners of the previous generation thought that they would not randomly hand over the huge Dongchang to an ignorant godson for their own selfishness, and let him ruin it.

If He Si knew what Lu Zhengming was thinking, his eyes would be filled with tears, big brother, you really think too much... His godfather is a willful, nepotism, completely unreasonable old bastard!Otherwise, why would he suddenly come to a walk-and-go retirement, leaving the debt-laden Dongchang to be the scapegoat for his godson.

He Si was barely satisfied with Lu Zhengming's attitude. He gave Lu Zhengming a warning, hoping that the other party would know that although he couldn't destroy Jin Yiwei for the time being, there were still 360 non-repetitive ways to handle his little lieutenant.

In this huge capital city, Yidongchang's method to make a person disappear silently is really too simple.

He leaned on his four elbows, resting his chin lazily: "Tell me, you are deliberately trying to get close to our house, what is your plan?" He put on a loose posture, but his eyes seemed to be firmly locked on the opponent's eyes. Eyes, word by word, slowly, "Our family felt strange from the beginning, how could Yue Zhong, as the deputy commander, feel sorry for you, a small captain who can't even be regarded as an official. If you really made a mistake, you will If there are people under you who are tormenting you, which round will you get your hands on?"

If it was someone else, oppressed by Hesi's bluffing eyes, he had already fought twice, not to mention explaining everything clearly, and the back of his clothes was soaked in cold sweat.

Lu Zhengming's performance was as calm as before, he faced Hesi no differently from other people, and Hesi didn't think he was bold, he just thought he might have broken the pot...

There was also a little sweat on Lu Zhengming's forehead, not because he was frightened, but because of the pain... That fall broke his unhealed wound. After scraping off a few ounces of meat, his face became paler, but he still tried his best to keep his tone steady: "I made a big mistake. I didn't complete the task assigned by Mr. Yue, so I should be punished. As for why he had to deal with me personally," Lu Zhengming With a wry smile, he exhaled foul breath, "Naturally, I was unlucky. It happened that my lord happened to see this big mistake, so I was brought back to be punished."

These words and four are one hundred disbeliefs, he noticed Lu Zhengming's pale blue lips, but did not let him go temporarily.His godfather once taught him that interrogating a prisoner is like a hawk, and he has to work hard and press hard every step of the way, forcing him to catch his breath before he can come up with words.

Hesi leisurely fiddled with the tourmaline on his wrist: "Oh? Your Master Yue has a leisurely way of life. Your family doesn't even have a legitimate family now. He handles all affairs here and abroad by himself, and he still has the mind to interrogate you. Lieutenant?"

Lu Zhengming's slightly closed eyes opened slightly, and his eyes flicked over the white as porcelain wrist under the tourmaline string. He wanted to speak, not wanting to affect the wound while breathing, so he frowned violently involuntarily.

He Si was unmoved at all, as indifferent as a ruthless god and Buddha on a high seat.

Lu Zhengming calmed down the heart-piercing pain with a few exhalations. He panted slightly, "The Governor doesn't believe me. Everything I say is useless." He closed his eyes, "As for what the Governor wants to ask, As a school lieutenant, I only know that I was ordered to arrest people that night, but I really don’t know who was arrested and whose name it is.”

It was really difficult for him to speak, and when he finished speaking in one breath, his face was as golden as paper, and beads of sweat were scraped off his thin cheeks.

He Si should have continued to press, but he was inexplicably attracted by the drop of sweat he shaved his cheekbone. He suddenly found that the little captain of Jin Yiwei was surprisingly thin. Like a ghost in human skin.

It shouldn't be, as one of the two evil forces in the current dynasty, Jin Yiwei's treatment is even more generous than that of Dongchang.Even if you are a small lieutenant, you can't do without people's filial piety when you walk in the streets and alleys.

He rubbed his lips, and as soon as he was lost in thought, Lu Zhengming closed his eyes weakly.

The door rang three times, and Siyi Jiling came back to his senses, without even thinking about it, he said casually: "Come in."

So, Zhao Jingzhong, who came in with the porridge, saw Jin Yiwei dying on the bed, blood-stained, and his own governor who was full of "dissatisfaction with desire" as soon as he entered the door.He was shocked immediately, quickly put the porridge aside, took two steps forward to check Lu Zhengming's breath, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I still have a breath, in case you are killed by you, the governor, this mouth will Can't pry it open."

He Si was furious: "...I didn't mess with him, so don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Jingzhong obviously didn't believe it, his small eyes cast wildly, he was devastated like this, and he also said that he didn't hurt him.

He Sigeng became angry, and slapped his chair in grief and anger: "What am I going to do to him!"

As soon as this remark came out, the room was silent.

Lu Zhengming's eyelids moved slightly as he was lying on the bed.

He stared at Zhao Jingzhong with a blank expression on all sides, and you said one more fucking word, believe it or not, I will find ten or eight strong men to fuck you well!

Zhao Jingzhong swallowed, picked up the porridge bowl tremblingly, and patted Lu Zhengming: "Don't pretend to be dead, get up and drink porridge."

Before Zhao Jingzhong's slap fell, Lu Zhengming opened his confused eyes "in time", as if he hadn't heard anything just now, coughed weakly, sat up with difficulty, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Every time he moved, the bloody cloth on his body became darker, and he looked even more horrible than when he was tortured.

He Si had the illusion that he really had to do this and that for a hundred times, he poked his forehead hard, pointed at Zhao Jingzhong and said, "You come and feed him."

Zhao Jingzhong: "..."

Lu Zhengming: "..."

The weak look on Lu Zhengming's face faded by half immediately, and he put on a late mother's face similar to that of He Si just now, looking indifferently at Zhao Jingzhong and the porridge in his hand.

Zhao Jingzhong panicked in his heart, he was just a loyal cannon fodder dark guard who would dedicate himself to defending his governor at any time.Why are you suddenly caught in the triangle relationship between your own governor and male favorite?

Zhongzhong was not happy, Zhongzhong wanted to practice breaking big stones in his chest, but he didn't want to stay in this Shura field.

Hesi saw Zhao Jingzhong's complicated and hesitant to speak eyes, and knew that this guy was imagining some weird plot, he took a deep breath, and calmly said to Zhao Jingzhong: "Zhongzhong, put the porridge down!" , you go and invite a doctor for him."

Zhao Jingzhong immediately fled away like a dog whose tail was stepped on like a ghost.

After calling someone to invite a doctor, Zhao Jingzhong squatted under the tree in a vicissitudes of life, staring at the grinding platform.

Yan Chunzheng and a few others had roughly tidied up the inside and outside of the house, rolled up their sleeves and was about to fetch water to wash their hands, when they came to the yard, they saw their boss staring at the grinding platform with a sad face.

Yan Chun stopped in his tracks and asked puzzledly, "What are you doing, class leader?"

Zhao Jingzhong was silent for a long time, and said quietly: "Why can't our governor take a fancy to an ordinary man from a good family?"

First he was the deputy commander of Jin Yiwei, and now he is the school captain. Why must he fall in love with his own nemesis and kill each other? Is it really cruel?

Yan Chun burst out laughing, and was immediately glared at by Zhao Jingzhong. He quickly suppressed his smile, unconsciously looked at the East Wing with closed doors and windows, and said silently: "Overseer?"

……

The atmosphere in the East Wing was very stiff, and He Si stared at the bowl of porridge in his hand as if he were staring at a bitter and vengeful father-killer.

Lu Zhengming saw that he was really unwilling, so he took the initiative to save the siege and said: "Don't dare to order the factory master, I will do it myself..."

He Si ignored him, but picked up the spoon and stirred it, and scooped up half a spoonful.

Lu Zhengming was taken aback for a moment, a complex look quickly flashed across his face, and he sat up a little in coordination.

Then I saw Kazushi put the spoon into his mouth as a matter of course.

Damn, he was starving to death, and He Si was moved to tears by the hot porridge he ate.

It's not easy, from making a tree hole for the little emperor in the morning to now, he has not eaten a grain of rice, and he is so hungry that he can eat a live pig!

Lu Zhengming: "..."

He Si ate the porridge spoonful by spoonful without any shame, and after eating, he took a handkerchief and slowly wiped the corners of his mouth with satisfaction. He exhaled comfortably, and kindly said to Lu Zhengming who was still waiting: "Don't panic, There is still in the pot."

I don't give them any food, I don't have a word of truth, and I still want to eat Lao Tzu's porridge? ? ?Eat farts!

Lu Zhengming still didn't say a word, he just looked at He Si silently, without condemnation or disappointment, for a long time he leaned his back on the bed and smiled faintly: "It's okay, I'm not hungry, I'm used to it."

As soon as he said it calmly, He Si suddenly felt guilty for no reason when he looked at the skinny him.

Lu Zhengming turned his head and looked at He Si calmly: "The governor has seen that I am deliberately approaching you, right?"

He Si: "???"

Brother, you are suddenly so blunt, I wasn't prepared for it!