Jinyiwei work report

Xie Zhongyu opened his eyes, saw Song Yuye's panic-stricken look, and smiled slightly, "What's wrong with him, didn't you say that you have calmed him down?"

Song Yuye said angrily: "That's what I thought too. Who knew that after dealing with a traitor, he suddenly changed his face completely. Yesterday he was a filial son and grandson, but today his six relatives don't recognize him. Sure enough, he was adopted, and he was not familiar with it."

After complaining, he gave a general account of what happened just now, and urged: "You find a way, send someone out to ask for reinforcements, if he continues like this, sooner or later he will find out from the housekeeper that I ordered him."

"You are his father, what can he do?" Xie Zhongyu said: "The filial piety is too high, does he dare to fight you?"

"Why don't you understand? If he asks the real evidence from the housekeeper, he will definitely come to fight with me and tear his face. How can I bring him to meet my friends in the officialdom again?"

Xie Zhongyu nodded, somewhat agreeing with Song Yuye's words, "That's true, but I think since he brought Jin Yiwei home, he's already planning to tear himself apart."

"……did you mean……"

"Since the situation has changed, let's adapt accordingly. It depends on whether you have the courage..."

"You mean..." Song Yuye frowned. This progressed much faster than his original plan, but the officialdom was also unpredictable. How many times he saved himself from danger, he relied on his courage to break the boat, and he said, "Okay ! It’s just the elixir needed..."

"Just the moment before you came in, it has already been done." Xie Zhongyu said with emotion: "This is called God helping you."

He got up and took out a tray with a round and shiny black pill on it.

Song Yuye squeezed the pill with two fingers and narrowed his eyes.

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Song Yingbai sent his uncle away, and it was time to interrogate these people in front of him again.

He sat back on the chair and said coldly: "Where did you ask just now? By the way, should you identify the person who has entered our yard? Tell me, are you in this room?"

The big maid, who was drenched all over, opened her mouth slightly, panting non-stop, trembling all over, unable to tell whether she was cold or afraid.

If she told the truth, the housekeeper would not spare her. If she didn't tell the truth, she felt that she would die here now.

With trembling fingers, she pointed to a boy hiding by the wall, "It's Wang Guang! The other one isn't here, but I can see it clearly, it's Gui'er."

Song Yingbai looked at Wang Guang cross-eyed, and soon the school captain dragged him out, and threw him to the ground like a dead dog.

"Master, this hoof framed the slave, it's really not me." Wang Guang kowtowed like garlic.

Song Yingbai said coldly: "Go and arrest that Gui'er."

Immediately a school lieutenant obeyed the order and hurried out the door.

Wang Guang was trembling all over, the more the young master kept silent, the more frightened he became, until a circle of water stains appeared under his body.

Only then did Song Yingbai stand up, kicked him in the heart, and said harshly: "I only give you one chance, say, who ordered it?"

"Yes, it's the housekeeper. The housekeeper asked us to do it. After the work is done, we can get ten taels of silver." Wang Guang said in pain, clutching his chest. After coughing a few times, his saliva was bloodshot.

Song Yingbai looked at the butler with cold eyes. At this time, the butler who had just been punched kept hiding back, "Young master, this is a misunderstanding, it is really a misunderstanding, I just let them punish a little, who, who knows this Those two bastards actually killed people."

"Butler, that's not what you said. You told me that you must deal with people." Seeing that the butler put all the crimes on him, Wang Guang cried and argued, "Without your explanation, how dare we?!"

The housekeeper pointed at Wang Guang and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, who told you to kill people?! It's clear that you have made your own decisions! Just admit it, and don't make things worse."

There was a threatening tone in his tone, after all, Wang Guang also had parents and brothers.

There was a sneer at the corner of Song Yingbai's mouth, and he looked at the housekeeper with cold eyes, "You are screaming really loudly, I can even see that bad tooth in your mouth. Come here, take the pliers, and help the housekeeper clean the tooth .”

Soon someone fetched the pliers and handed them to the captain.

Song Yingbai nodded, and there were two people holding the butler's arms tightly, the other pinched his mouth with his left hand, and put pliers into his mouth with his right hand, pinching a tooth.

Amidst the screams, a timid servant girl covered her ears, not daring to look or think at all.

There were endless screams, and then, a bloody tooth was thrown on the ground, bounced on the spot, and rolled to Song Yingbai's feet.

He waved his hand, and the captain who was holding the butler pushed hard, making the bloody butler roll to Song Yingbai with his teeth.

Although the butler was not waterboarded, he looked as if he had been fished out of the water at this time, his head and face were covered with painful sweat.

His mouth was full of blood, his nose burst into tears and he said: "Young master, the master ordered it. He said that Caifeng betrayed the master and cannot stay... I am completely obeying orders. The master ordered me, and I have to obey. I I don’t want to, but I can’t…”

Song Yingbai was not surprised at all, he had already guessed that it was his uncle who ordered the housekeeper to kill Caifeng.

Uncle... Hehe, he felt disgusted after saying two words.

Everyone held their breath and did not dare to breathe, because everyone knew that what happened today would never be let go. Wang Guang and Gui'er personally admitted that they strangled someone to death. This is a matter of life and death. One dies.

If the housekeeper instigates the servants, it will not end well.

Especially if the master is still involved, what will the young master do?Then, will the people present be silenced in order to cover up the truth?

Everyone fell into despair, they didn't even dare to cry, let alone look at Song Yingbai's face, even though everyone's life was in his hands now.

From the very beginning, Song Yingbai didn't intend to stay behind, let alone let the murderer live...

"Young master, it's not good—" someone shouted loudly in the courtyard: "Master is not good, you should go over quickly."

Song Yingbai raised his eyebrows, he couldn't do it anymore, why should he pretend?Knowing that the steward's confession was obtained through interrogation, are you going to pretend to be sick?

When the butler heard that the master was not good, he said with a mournful face: "Master, you have to make the decision for us—" He was about to crawl out, but Cheng Dongyi and others held him down.

Song Yingbai thought for a while, and ordered: "Cheng Dongyi, take the housekeeper and Wang Guang to the firewood room, and lock them up after you find Gui'er."

"Yes."

He strode out the door and walked to the upper room where his uncle was without looking back.

As the evening wind picked up, he couldn't help tightening his clothes.

In Song Yuye's courtyard, there were servants coming in and out all the time, with panicked expressions. First, the young master took Jin Yiwei to seal off the mansion, and now there was news that the master could not do it. Everyone was worried about themselves.

"Master, you are here, go in quickly, the master is waiting for you." The big maid in front of Song Yuye came out with tears in her eyes and said.

Song Yingbai walked a few steps quickly, entered the door, and walked straight into the bedroom, where he saw his uncle lying on the bed, his face pale and bloodless.

"Yingbai...you're here..." Song Yuye was about to get up, but the servant girl beside him hurriedly said, "Master, you can't move."

But he insisted on sitting up, and the others couldn't do anything, so they brought him a guide pillow, put it on his back, and let him lie on his back.

Song Yingbai looked around coldly, and said indifferently: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you go well just now?"

"It was fine just now, but if you don't listen to me, how can I be fine?" Song Yuye coughed non-stop, and the serving maid took a veil to his lips, and when she took it away again, there was a veil on the veil. A pool of red blood.

The servant girl looked at the young master with sad eyes, but found that the young master's eyes were cold and there was no wave.

"Didn't I just say that I'm investigating the case. Caifeng died of murder, saying that he drowned in the lotus pond, but there was no mud from the lotus pond in his nasal cavity and nails. This is abnormal. It looks like he died after death." Throw the corpse there. And now I have found out that the housekeeper ordered Wang Guang and Guier to do it, although the housekeeper said that you ordered it, but how can I believe it, it must be a false accusation."

Song Yuye didn't expect that Song Yingbai didn't hide anything, and just told the story of his order to kill in such a grand manner, without saving any face.

He suddenly realized that he really didn't know this person at all. He was originally an official in the capital and he was not married, and he was young, so it might be easy to play with this.

But now it is completely wrong, Song Yingbai has a kind of ruthlessness in him, if he is serious, he can ignore it.

Song Yuye didn't know whether he was mad at him or the effect of the pill had worked. He just felt the coldness at the end of his fingers, and the coldness slowly eroded his heart and lungs. He covered his chest and coughed a few times, "You, you……"

"You have to hold on, if you die, won't all the family property fall into my hands?"

Song Yuye was taken aback, as expected, it wasn't the wild cat that night, but him!He was so angry that he laughed back, laughed a few times, vomited a big mouthful of blood, half of his body fell under the bed, the maids rushed up, helped him to lie down, and kept calling for the master.

Song Yingbai kept standing where he was, and didn't go forward at all. Soon, he heard a servant girl screaming: "Master has passed away, master is dead!"

When the other people heard the words, they knelt down on the ground immediately, some were crying, and some were peeping.

Song Yingbai just stepped forward, bent down and tested his uncle's nose, and sure enough he was not breathing, his face was pale and swollen, according to Song Yingbai's experience, he was dead.

"Go and inform the second steward, and say that the chief steward is inconvenient. Send an obituary to the master's colleagues and old friends, and he will be in charge of the funeral and other matters." Song Yingbai said: "Also, you all step down, I want to be alone with the master a while."

The maid in the room sobbed and took a small step back.

When only their "father and son" were left in the room, Song Yingbai simply took the leading pillow, pointed it at Song Yuye's face and frowned.

Stuffed for a full quarter of an hour, even a big man like a cow should be suffocated to death, he removed the pillow, and then tried his breath and pulse again, and found that there were indeed none, so he breathed a sigh of relief .

After tidying Song Yuye's quilt a little, he turned and went out. At this time, people in the mansion had already started to pass the news of the master's death to each other, and everyone was in panic.

Song Yingbai came to the firewood room where the housekeeper and Wang Guangguier were imprisoned, and screened everyone except Cheng Dongyi.

The butler was sitting in the corner dejectedly, with blood froth still hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were empty, as if he had given up hope.

Gui'er was still holding a fluke in his heart, sneaking a glance at him from time to time.

"Master, master! The servants realized their mistake, and they will be your cows and horses in the future, all at your disposal." Wang Guang probably had a premonition that his death was approaching, so he knelt and crawled up to Song Yingbai, "No, I will be your dog. Okay."

Song Yingbai kicked him away expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice: "The master is gone, I give you two choices, either send you to the government, the murderer and the abetting murderer, how to sentence, your family will Think about what kind of treatment you will encounter. Or, if you commit suicide, I will tell the outside world that your loyal servants have died for the Lord, and you can still have a good reputation."

The housekeeper was surprised, "You really want our lives?"

Song Yingbai didn't bother to talk to them, "I'll give you two quarters of an hour. After that, I'll come in and send the undead to the officials." After speaking, he opened the door and went out.

After he left, Gui'er jumped up, grabbed the housekeeper and shook him fiercely, "You have to make up your mind, anyway, we sat down after following your orders."

The housekeeper cried: "How can I make up my mind, didn't you hear? The master is gone, who can save us?! It's no good, I've been smart for half my life, and finally fell on this! It's all your fault! , What kind of work did you do, it's so rough, before throwing it into the pond, wouldn't you put some mud in Caifeng's nose?"

Wang Guang, who was listening on the sidelines, immediately became angry. He took off his sweat scarf, rushed forward and strangled the butler's neck, and said with angry eyes and gnashing teeth: "It's you, it's you who killed us!"

Seeing Gui'er at the side, he helped hold down the butler's hands and feet, and they let go only after the butler stopped moving. After crying for a long time in despair, they each took their own sweat towels and put them on the beams of the house. As soon as you put it on, tie it into a set and put your neck in it.

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The news of Song Yuye's sudden death was spread that night. In the early morning of the next day, cars and horses from all over the world had already stopped at the gate, and there was an endless stream of people who came to express their condolences.

A few days ago, basically all the uncles and uncles I met came.

With such a big event happening at home, Song Yingbai naturally didn't have to go to the Jinyiwei Yamen anymore, and asked for leave to attend the funeral at home.

But Li Zhen heard the news early in the morning, changed into plain clothes, and hurried to the Song Mansion.

The gate was wide open, and people came and went in a chaotic manner. When they arrived at the courtyard where the mourning hall was located, as soon as they entered the door, they saw Song Yingbai dressed in filial piety, talking to those who came to mourn.

Seeing him coming, Song Yingbai asked others to go in first, and then came up to meet him.

It is said that women should be pretty and filial. Li Zhen felt that this statement was also applicable to men. He looked at Song Yingbai a few more times, and then asked in a low voice, "didn't uncle drink that water?"

Song Yingbai didn't know where to start, "It's hard to describe in one word, but a lot of things happened yesterday."

"Then tell me one by one."

Song Yingbai told Li Zhen what happened after taking back the Shark Water, and then said dissatisfiedly: "He just died like this. I feel like I punched the cotton."

"Where's the Taoist priest?"

"It's gone." Song Yingbai said unwillingly: "I wanted to attribute the cause of my uncle's sudden death to taking his elixir, and arrested him for questioning, but he disappeared."

"Your uncle is really dead?" Li Zhen asked suspiciously: "Didn't he say that he would not leave you a penny? Why did he die so easily?"

"I wondered too, wondering if I was mad at me."

As soon as he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by Li Zhen. Li Zhen looked around vigilantly, "Don't talk nonsense, you are really mad, and you can't speak out."

Song Yingbai broke away his hand, "I'll tell you, who else can I tell you?"

Li Zhen felt that she shouldn't smile at the funeral, and twitched the corners of her mouth, "That's good. You've been busy so much by yourself, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Song Yingbai said with a blank face: "There is no fluctuation in my heart, and I even want to laugh."

Since Li Zhen came, he had to go in to express his condolences no matter what, and had a conversation with Song Yingbai, and the two entered the mourning hall together.

There were many crying people in the mourning hall, some with real feelings and some pretending to cry. Seeing Song Yingbai and Li Zhen entered the mourning hall, no matter if they were real or not, they all began to cry hard, and the crying was loud for a while.

After Li Zhen paid his respects, Song Yingbai sent him out.

"You have filial piety, don't think about marriage in three years."

Very good.Song Yingbai didn't expect that the death of an uncle would bring such benefits, "...Speaking of which, I don't know why in my heart, I feel like something is going to happen."

"Actually, I also have such a premonition." Li Zhen lowered his voice, "Whether it's the adoption or his death, for you, the benefits are too many, too many to be true.

He has been a real power in the local area for decades, and the wealth he has accumulated becomes yours overnight.And you took Jin Yiwei home to interrogate the housekeeper because of Caifeng's matter, obviously you went to him. If I were him, even if I dictated it, I would have to write a document to sever the relationship between father and son with you, so that you can't occupy any It's cheap, but he didn't, even if it hurt his face, he still didn't do it. "

Song Yingbai nodded, "That's right, I thought so too. He clearly told Xie Zhongyu that he wouldn't leave me a penny, but he died in a blink of an eye. Could it be that I'm so lucky? God help me ?! After he died, I held his face down with a pillow and held him for a quarter of an hour. If he was just in a state of suspended animation, he should have really died. But what happened to Ma Yongyan before... I still dare not It is concluded that he is dead. I searched the house, but found no strange box."

"Ma Yongyan wants to use his death to escape the fate of being imprisoned. Officer Song Shilang has done a good job. He is dead. He will abandon his current power and position. What is he planning? Unless he has a greater benefit, and this benefit, you get it He can get it." Li Zhen analyzed, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and looked at Song Yingbai suddenly.

Song Yingbai had a vague premonition before, but when Li Zhenyi reminded him, he understood, his head was buzzing, and he said dumbly after a while, "Do you think he wants to take the house?"

"Only in this way, everything can be explained." Li Zhen lowered his eyes and thought for a while, hugged Song Yingbai's shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "But don't worry, I have an idea, listen to it... "

Song Yingbai's ears were itchy because of him, but in order to listen to his idea, he had no choice but to bear it. After listening, he raised his head and asked, "Is it too late?"

He found that Li Zhen had so many tricks, as cunning as a fox.

Song Yingbai sighed again, it was not a loss to save him back then.

"Is it too late?" Song Yingbai asked worriedly.

"It's only morning, and there's still a day left." Li Zhen said, "There are people coming and going during the day, so don't worry, I'm afraid we won't do anything until night."

Song Yingbai nodded slightly.

Li Zhen went out of the gate, and before getting on his horse, he said loudly: "Anyway, take some time today to come to the Jinyiwei Yamen and explain the affairs to Fang Jiamo." After speaking, he tightened the reins and followed his followers away.

Song Yingbai stood at the gate, looking back at the white banners all over the courtyard, thoughtfully.

Song Yingbai took some time to go to the Jinyiwei Yamen in the afternoon, and when he came back, it was already evening, and almost all the mourners and worshipers had left, only the original servants of the Song family were left, and suddenly became deserted, when the cold wind blew, white flags surged, Quite a bit bleak.

He went straight into the mourning hall, waved his hands to signal the crying maids to go down, closed the door by himself, knelt on the futon, and stood guard for his uncle.

Song Yuye is the servant of the household department, and Song Yingbai is also considered to be an official. Although the funeral is not a grandiose extravagance, it must also be decent. Hua Yinzi didn't even blink her eyes.

Kneeling for a while, Song Yingbai may feel that there is no need to kneel when a person is dead, unless he wants to deceive ghosts, and instead sits cross-legged, but stares at the coffin board motionlessly, and even takes out the dagger in his boots and rubs it on his sleeve , thinking about it, it is also expected that there will be no peace tonight.

Time passed little by little, and soon it was the middle of the night, and there was dead silence everywhere. Song Yingbai's eyelids were a little heavy, and he pinched the back of his hand hard, forcing his eyes open.

But the danger is slowly approaching in this silence.

Suddenly, the candle jumped, and the delicate smoke floated towards Song Yingbai's position with a density that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Song Yingbai shook his head vigorously. Soon, he realized the danger and ran out the door.

Suddenly, a talisman came out from nowhere and stuck to his ankle. Immediately, he was nailed to the ground like a nail, unable to move.

He was startled, looked up, and there was a looming appearance of a person on the ridge of the roof. This person did not know what kind of spell, and he merged with the ridge like a chameleon. At this time, he withdrew the spell, so his figure kept flickering, For a while, his outline appeared, and for a while it turned into the ridge of the roof.

Flashing for a moment, his appearance clearly revealed that it was Xie Zhongyu.

Without further ado, Song Yingbai raised his sleeve and released a sleeve arrow, but that arrow didn't hit Xie Zhongyu, and then he released several more, but none of them missed. Instead, Xie Zhongyu unhurriedly fell to the ground, and shot at him again. Two talismans were thrown out.

These two talismans were attached to his wrists, and immediately, it was like being bound by steel wires, and he could not move his feet and hands.

At this moment, Xie Zhongyu walked up to him, personally pasted a talisman on his mouth, and said with a proud smile, "Okay, let's start."

Xie Zhongyu took out a small bottle from his sleeve, poured a puddle of blood into the palm of his hand, dipped his fingers, and drew a rune on Song Yingbai's forehead. No matter how much Song Yingbai stared and groaned, he was unmoved, "Don't you Cry, this is your uncle's blood. He has taken a fancy to your body and has been plotting with me for a long time. Just accept your fate.

Eh?If you don't accept it, don't even think about it, why would such a well-behaved court official adopt you?Your older brothers are actually okay, but they are all married, with a bunch of wives and children, and if they change people, they will be found out if they don’t keep them together.Choose and choose, you are the most suitable, good-looking, in good health, and not married yet.

Waiting for your uncle to change into your body, with his lifetime of talent and experience, he will take part in the imperial examination and easily rank first.He has already told his classmates to take care of his good son after his death. Tell me, with the care of these high officials, the career path is limitless. "

Xie Zhongyu took off his shirt again, and drew a rune on his chest with blood, and when he was done, put him on the ground.

Then he took Song Yuye out of the coffin and put him opposite Song Yingbai, "Actually, what your uncle told me to practice is the Soul Locking Pill. After taking it, the heart will fail and die soon, but the soul is locked in the body. won't run out.

Originally, we planned to wait until all his friends in the officialdom were familiar with you before taking action, but because of Caifeng's reckless behavior, we had to act earlier.But it doesn't matter, sooner or later this day will come. "

Xie Zhongyu cut the back of Song Yingbai's hand, dipped it and drew a rune on Song Yuye's forehead, "The time is just right, let's start."

He sat between Song Yuye's body and Song Yingbai, a big living person, concentrated his thoughts and muttered words.

"Young master, young master—" Suddenly, a young servant's courteous voice came from the door, "Are you hungry? The servant asked the kitchen to prepare some vegetarian snacks. You should eat."

Xie Zhongyu gritted his teeth with hatred, but at this time.

"Master, are you there? The servant has come in." The boy tried to push the door open.

Seeing that Xie Zhongyu had no choice, this guy would come in if he didn't leave, so he had to get rid of him.

He got up and stood in front of the door, waiting for the boy to come in and start his work.

Creaking, the door opened, a servant lowered his head, and walked in cautiously with a plate of dim sum. Then, a pair of square shoes worn by Taoist priests appeared in his sight.

Xie Zhongyu stepped forward, just about to cover the boy's mouth and break his neck.

But he didn't want the boy to take the initiative to take a step forward and threw himself into his arms. Immediately, he felt a chill in his chest, and when he looked down, there was a knife stuck in his chest, and only the handle of the knife was exposed.

And the boy looked up with a sneer at this moment.

It's Song Yingbai.

Xie Zhongyu pushed Song Yingbai away violently, looked at the one in front of him in disbelief, and then at the one lying on the ground. Suddenly, he came to his senses, stepped forward and pulled the "Song Yingbai" lying on the ground behind the ear, and sure enough, Pull off a human skin mask.

Where is Song Yingbai lying on the ground, but a complete stranger.

"You didn't expect it, did you?" At this moment Li Zhen came in from the outside.

Zhang Bo lived up to expectations and made a mask of Song Yingbai in one day. Although there were flaws, but because it was only used by candlelight at night, it still got away with it.

Song Yingbai sneered at the unwilling Xie Zhongyu: "Otherwise, what do you think I'm going to Jinyiwei Yamen for in the afternoon?"

Of course, it is to let someone come back to guard the spirit in his place, and lead the snake out of the hole.

He and Li Zhen hibernate, waiting to give each other a fatal blow.