Sheng Shian

In the early morning of the next day, Li Yunfu stared at the two huge black eyes and walked to the corridor outside the house. He thought all night that Xiao Jibei must be playing for a while, just like touching his face when he first met.

"Morning Li Yushi." An accompanying official from the Ministry of Industry came to him.

"Ah, morning..." Li Yunfu said in a restless manner.

"Ah! This mouth is all bald, Li Yushi, stop!" The official of the Ministry of Industry suddenly exclaimed.

Li Yunfu froze for a moment, and quickly withdrew his hand, his face flushed, and a hot pain suddenly came from his numb mouth.

I saw the official took out a bottle of ointment from his cuff and said: "The censor met me, so he met the right person. This Luojiang River is no better than the capital city. It has been raining heavily for days, and there are many problems with itching and rheumatism. I carry it with me." I bought some medicine for itching and rash, you can take it."

He added another sentence: "But don't scratch it anymore, the more you scratch, the more serious the damp poison will be, and it may be contagious."

Li Yunfu's face was burning hot, he thanked him hastily, and left as if fleeing.

He decided to go to Xiao Jibei and make it clear that there is no reason for two men to talk to each other no matter how playful they are, this is wrong.

Xiao Jibei grew up without a mother and grew up in a military camp, so he definitely doesn't understand these romances. He is three years older than Xiao Jibei, how can he pretend to be stupid and pretend nothing happened.

They can talk at night by candlelight, they can ride horses together, and they can hold each other in rainy days, but this kind of intimacy can only be done by husband and wife.

Li Yunfu took a piece of cream-like ointment with his fingertips, and applied it on his lips. The cool ointment stimulated his fragile lower lip, as if being run over by fine and dense silver needles, and he pursed his lips in discomfort.

The ointment is bitter on the taste buds.

The heavy rain was pattering, the thunder was roaring, and the demon wind chased the yard with the bean-heavy rain, which drenched the outer half of Li Yunfu's robe.

He walked out in the rain and asked the officers and soldiers stationed outside the mansion, "Master, where is Young Master Xiao?"

The military master smiled, "My little son still has a day to not cling to the censor, maybe he caused some trouble again, and he was arrested by the general and taken to the barracks to make an example."

The military master on the other side of the door interjected as usual: "Don't worry, Yu Shi, the young master sneaked back after noon."

The two laughed together, a strict general who loves his son, a little son who is not afraid of anything, is one of the few joys in the frontier camp.

Listening to their gossip, Li Yunfu unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth. He thought of what Xiao Jibei said when they first met, the dazzling sunshine that day, and the small portrait he had drawn inadvertently...

"It's more common to see one son at a time, just ask me to send north."

"Fame is only obtained from the pen, and the hero will meet immediately. I have learned literary and martial arts, so why should I be in the shadow of my ancestors!"

Li Yunfu couldn't tell what was in his heart, he lowered his head, bid farewell to the two, and rushed to the barracks.

He didn't open an umbrella, and stepped step by step in the puddles, his eyes were blinded by the heavy rain, and the chill came along with him. He reached out to catch the rain, just like when Xiao Jibei was carrying him on his back that day. , caught a handful of uncontrollable rain.

He seemed unable to reason with Xiao Jibei confidently. He lived in his heart with the sunshine of a day in the afternoon, which fell into the eyes of the sulky young man at that time.

The throbbing at that time has already deeply planted.

Li Yunfu was walking at the intersection of the three forks, to the left was the military camp, to the right was the city, Li Yunfu thought he didn't know what happened to the banditry yesterday, how dare he worry about this private matter, let's talk about it after the flood is resolved.

He goes to the right.

But I saw yesterday's empty streets, a few plaques scattered here and there, and five or six empty stalls that were pushed to the ground.

The heavy rain fell mercilessly, and Li Yunfu's heart skipped a beat. He stood beside the dilapidated plaque and looked at the wood marks cut by Japanese pirates' sharp knives...

There was a commotion from the end of the alley.

Li Yunfu ran over, and several arresters in coir raincoats lifted up two bamboo stretchers. The blood on the ground was washed thin by the rain, and there was a sound of cursing, "It's the third time!!! The soldiers and horses sent by the imperial court Did you just watch our people die!!!”

"Hey, what ever-victorious general is clearly a shrinking turtle!"

"The Japanese pirates are so mad that they even kill children!"

The child... Li Yunfu squeezed out from the crowd, approaching the corpses covered by the two straw mats, he stretched out his hand, and was stopped by a headhunter, he said: "Li Yunfu, the imperial censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

The head catcher lifted the straw mat for him respectfully.

Li Yunfu's expression changed drastically, revealing a face that had been slashed by a sharp knife to the point where he couldn't see its original appearance. He immediately opened the other one, and inside was a young child who had been split open in the middle with a knife, and was still holding on tightly to his face. An umbrella is like a weapon.

that umbrella...

Li Yunfu put his hands on his forehead and took two unsteady steps back. He could have saved the mother and daughter.

The sky hummed, the pattering rain became heavier and heavier, the dark clouds were low and dense, and a purple light exploded from the sky above Li Yunfu's head. The hearts of the people in the city were terrified, and they retreated in all directions, leaving Li Yunfu alone in the rainstorm.

Did he believe it wrong?

Yesterday's fresh and delicate life has turned into two cold corpses that have been humiliated today.

Why let Japanese pirates invade the people!

What about General Xiao's soldiers?array?What are you waiting for?

Li Yunfu leaned against the back of the corner booth in despair, supporting his crumbling body.

After an unknown amount of time, there was the sound of footsteps treading water.

Li Yunfu raised his head startled.

The visitor squatted down, stroked the remaining bloodstains on the ground, and said sadly: "Little people are incompetent..."

Li Yunfu walked forward dully, he knelt down and asked, "Sir, how did you know there was a sneak attack by Japanese pirates?"

Feng Baiyi turned his neck with difficulty, his eyes were red, he was stunned when he saw Li Yunfu, then raised his eyes to look at the drowsy sky where the heavy rain was pouring, he shed two lines of tears, "If you want to, my lord, go to the city defense to see .”

"The qin and the drums are used to protect the ancestors of the fields. To pray for sweet rain, to introduce me to millet, and to use the grain to serve as scholars..."

Feng Baiyi hummed a little tune that Luojiang people sang when they were farming, and went all the way...

The common people's wish is to live and work in peace and contentment, to pray for rain, to have a good harvest, and to have a small and worry-free family.

Li Yunfu burst into tears.

go with him.

……

It was the end of spring, and the capital was getting warmer. An oriole was resting on a zelkova tree, and another oriole, which was bigger and more colorful, came and kicked it away. The big oriole trembled. Beautiful feathers, doves occupy the magpie's nest with peace of mind.

Cheng Yi walked over and asked, "Isn't the master going out, what are you looking at?"

Shen Shi smiled, pointed to the tree and asked, "What kind of bird is this?"

She said kindly and looked up, "Huang Li, the chattering is so noisy! Did you disturb the master, let me knock it down!"

Throwing a stone kindly, the oriole reacted quickly and spread its wings and flew towards the sky.

Shun He wanted to intercept this huge oriole to see if there would be any problems. Seeing that Sheng Yi couldn't hit a stone, he jumped angrily and flew to chase after him. Hug down the branch.

Shen Shi rolled his amber eyes, calculated the time, and the people from Dali Temple should have almost arrived at Meng's Mansion. He straightened his hat and wore a "Zi'anzhai" jade plaque on his waist.

After returning from Liu Changze's residence yesterday, he first went to "Zi'anzhai" to ask for evidence of Meng Yang's illegal salt sale. He never thought that Liu Changze had planned for a long time, and even found out the people's route, and even saved a batch of Chongming's goods ...

This is not to bring down the Liu family, but also to behead Meng Jinshan. Liu Changze really doesn't make money-losing deals, he wins both left and right.

What is tragic is Meng Yang, who is about to be exterminated, and Shen Shi, who has jumped into the fire pit.

But he had to jump into this pit, because Liu Changze was in the wrong direction, and it was not the Liu family who wanted the dog to bite the dog, but someone else.

If Liu Changze blindly started fire at Liu's house, it would only be counterproductive.

When Shen Shi arrived at the Meng Mansion, people from the Dali Temple surrounded him and were in a stalemate with the members of the Meng Mansion.

He closed his eyes, the Meng family's power was so powerful that even the government was afraid, if the branches behind this account book were cut off, it would suddenly collapse like a building, be dire and miserable, and the country would be in turmoil.

Shen understood that the Holy Majesty would not be able to eradicate the weeds, but would only kill one to serve as an example to others.

Who is this one?Shen Shi, Liu Changze, and His Majesty all hoped that it would be the Liu family.

But he knew that nothing would happen to the Liu family, because there was still a scapegoat waiting in front of the Liu family.

As for Meng Yang, he was an abandoned son.

Shen Shi gave the order to open the door.

The colleague said nervously: "Yesterday we checked the store and found nothing related to private salt. If you break into the mansion just by talking bluntly, I'm afraid he will wait for an opportunity to retaliate in the future. Shaoqing think twice..."

"I'm in charge." Shen Shi said in a deep voice, "Go!"

Officers and soldiers stepped forward.

I saw that the door of the mansion inlaid with gold beads was slowly opened, and Meng Yang walked out in a sapphire blue robe with a silver and gold mountain and sea bifang totem. , This kind of dress is very eye-catching, even cumbersome, but coupled with his handsome and slender features, it adds a bit of evil and extravagance.

"Brother Chen is here to visit, so I'm not far away to welcome you." He looked at the crowd outside the door and asked in a surprised tone, "This is it?"

Shen Shi smelled the familiar aroma on his body, and then took out the "Zi'anzhai" jade badge on his waist and said: "Brother Meng, Zi'anzhai sued you for selling illegal salt. Our Dali Temple is acting according to the law. We need to check your mansion and shop." Five days, you don't mind, do you?"

Meng Yang turned sideways, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of inviting him in, "Your body is not afraid of the shadow slanting, brother Shen can do whatever you want."

"Brother Meng understands righteousness." Shen Shi waved his hand, and officers and soldiers rushed in.

Meng Yang said: "Since the last lantern festival, I have been busy running around to help the people. I haven't seen Brother Shen. My wife and I miss it very much. If you don't want Brother Shen to let them check first, let's go to the elegant room to drink tea and talk about old times. .”

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

This was the first time for Shen to enter the Meng Mansion, and as expected, the room was filled with that scent, the unique scent that belonged only to Yu Shuyuan and Meng Yang, and it was also the lead for him to guess that Meng Yang was related to the private salt incident.

He saw Yu Shuyuan ordering tea, holding a tea whisk and making bites, but her hands were weak, and after stirring for a while, there was no froth, but green money floating in the water, a clear piece.

Shen Shi said, "Shuyuan's hand seems to be better?"

Meng Yang held Yu Shuyuan's hand, and turned it along the wall of the Tianmu Cup. He was so skillful that he re-created the old tea into tea milk.

Whatever Yu Shuyuan wanted, he would give.

Yu Shuyuan broke away from him, stretched out green fingers, picked up the tea and handed it to Shen Shi, she said coldly, "Stop shaking."