Jinyiwei work report

Song Yingbai found that after he finished saying this, Li Zhen was taken aback, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "If you like it, I will give it to you." Then he looked away and looked elsewhere.

Could it be that his face is too big, so he shouldn't ask for ear warmers?No way, Li Zhen is not such a stingy person.

"It's cold, stop chatting, remember our agreement." After Li Zhen finished speaking, he turned and returned to the side of the attendants who followed him, took the whip from one of them, got on the horse, and told him again, "But do not forget."

Song Yingbai had no choice but to wave goodbye, "...I will never forget, see you then."

Watching Li Zhen leave, he shook his head inexplicably.I couldn't tell that you were cold just now, did you suddenly become cold after wearing ear warmers?Can't figure it out.

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The next day, Song Yingbai got up early, but did not go to the Jinyiwei yamen, but changed into casual clothes to keep warm, and went to a small stall on the street to have breakfast.

It was still early at this time, and a small lantern was hung above the booth to illuminate the diners.

Song Yingbai ordered a bowl of wontons, and when he ate half of the soup and water, he saw a man in official uniform walking towards him.

The owner of the stall recognized this person, and when he passed by, he called out respectfully: "Master Yao."

This Master Yao naturally ignored a peddler and walked over like a gust of wind. When he passed by, Song Yingbai buried his head and hid himself in the heat from the wontons.

After he walked a certain distance, Song Yingbai paid the early payment and followed him not too far away.

This is Song Yingbai's task today, to replace Cheng Dongyi to monitor the Ministry of Rites and give it to Yao Laifeng.

Yao Laifeng has some background, he was the second assistant when his ancestor was the most powerful. Although he has declined in his generation, he is also a Jinshi, and at a young age he achieved the position given by the Ministry of Rites.

Although his official rank is small, he has a lot of power. He is responsible for supervising the affairs of the headquarters and has the qualification to directly sue the emperor.

Yao Laifeng's fighting power is naturally extremely strong. It is said that no one can tear him apart in the scolding battle of the Ministry of Rites, but maybe because he has stood on the peak of victory for too long, he has hallucinations, and he set his sights on the factory guards.

He actually went to the emperor and proposed to abolish the factory guards.

In fact, the abolition of factory guards is not a new argument, and people come out to fool you every now and then.

As a tool for the emperor to supervise the officials, the officials did not miss any chance to persuade the emperor to take the initiative to put down their weapons.

After all, what if it happens.

Although I don't know that Yao Laifeng is just talking casually because his mouth is itchy, but he really wants to build an official paradise without factory guards from the bottom of his heart. In short, his behavior has already aroused the idea of ​​factory guards.

The task of finding out Yao Laifeng's details was assigned to Song Yingbai, and Song Yingbai gave it to Cheng Dongyi. The other party was just a powerless scholar who didn't know martial arts or a monster. He sent Cheng Dongyi to do it. competent.

After monitoring like this for more than ten days, nothing unusual was found, until Cheng Dongyi asked him for leave yesterday, saying that his grandma was sick.

Song Yingbai was a reasonable boss, and he approved it with a wave of his hand. Then, in order to keep it secret, he didn't appoint anyone else to monitor Cheng Dongyi himself for a day.

Yao Laifeng was in his thirties, with vigorous steps, Song Yingbai followed unhurriedly, the two of them walked for more than half an hour, and arrived at the right courtyard of Qianbulang, where the six offices were located.

Watching him walk into Langfang, the yamen where he works, Song Yingbai's surveillance activities in the morning were over. On his way home, he found a teahouse and listened to operas to pass the time.

The day was very pleasant. In the evening, he saw Yao Laifeng passing by the door. After he walked a certain distance, he came out of the teahouse and followed behind him.

The ultimate goal of following a person is to catch the person's unknown handle.

The stalking of Yao Laifeng is still limited to peripheral observation, and has not yet developed to sneak into his house in disguise. However, if the peripheral stalking fails for a long time, then sneaking into his house for close surveillance is just around the corner.

Besides, Yao Laifeng's house is an ordinary residence, Song Yingbai felt that it would be easy for him to come in and out three times in one night.

Yao Laifeng didn't go to any place he shouldn't go, and he returned home with a clear goal. This was the same as what he knew before. Although Yao Laifeng's ancestors were secondary assistants, they had nothing to do. There is no rich silver for living.

In the documents written by Cheng Dongyi before, Yao Laifeng's family has only one servant, and it was left by his father's generation.

He is very poor and clean, and he doesn't engage in dirty business with other people. Following him is extremely boring.

When Xu Laifeng entered the house, Song Yingbai pretended to be a passer-by and passed by his house calmly, and jumped into his neighbor's house when he was unaware.

His neighbor's family went out to visit relatives because of the Chinese New Year, and the house was unoccupied, which made it more convenient for the Jinyiwei people.

Cheng Dongyi used the neighbor's house to monitor in the past few days to avoid freezing.

Song Yingbai sneaked into the neighbor's house and did not dare to take it lightly. He kept observing the movements of Yao Laifeng's house, but what disappointed him was that Yao Laifeng was like everyone who came home from work. asleep.

Seeing that the lights next door went out, Song Yingbai walked lightly into the courtyard, tiptoed to the wall, looked inside, and saw that the small courtyard was in order, while the main room was pitch black, obviously he had indeed fallen asleep.

Song Yingbai also yawned, went back to the neighbor's house, hugged his shoulders, sat by the window and closed his eyes to rest, but dared not fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a noise and quickly woke up. He looked out the window and found that the sound seemed to be coming from Yao's house, so he immediately opened the door and followed.

Looking up the courtyard wall, I saw Yao Laifeng walking along the alley to the street with an old lantern in hand. Song Yingbai hurriedly climbed over the wall and followed out. In order not to disturb him, he stopped and walked, even breathing in a controlled rhythm.

Where is he going sneaking around in the middle of the night?Although he didn't know the destination, it was definitely a secret event that he didn't want others to find out.

Could it be that he is a serial killer who abuses his victims in the middle of the night?

Song Yingbai thought about seven or eight possibilities in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more curious he became, and he followed him closely.

Yao Laifeng carried the dim yellow lantern and turned into a nearby alley without walking very far. Then he stopped in front of a small courtyard, held the lamp in one hand, felt in his sleeve with the other, and looked around from time to time.

Song Yingbai was afraid that he would find out, so he didn't go into the alley. He didn't go in until he heard a click, which was sure to be the sound of the door lock being removed.

At this time Yao Laifeng had already entered the yard and was opening the door, Song Yingbai observed from the crack of the door to make sure that he had entered the house, then turned over and entered the yard, and tiptoed to the heel of the window.

Just as he was about to observe the situation in the house from the gap in the window, he suddenly found that the window was sealed with wooden boards from the inside, and he couldn't even tell whether it was bright or not.

He became more and more sure that this house had hidden secrets. Song Yingbai couldn't help but feel the excitement of receiving information immediately. He jumped on the spot, clung to the eaves with both hands, and slowly climbed up to the roof.

Song Yingbai even watched the stone demon, and Yao Laifeng, a scholar, is far less sharp than the stone demon, so it's no problem.

It took him about two hours to climb steadily to a suitable position, move the tiles away, and peep inside.

It is said that when Taizu first set up Jinyiwei, there was a minister who quarreled with his family at night, and the next day the emperor asked him why he was unhappy last night?As he said that, he also took out a painting, which showed the minister's gloomy appearance.

The minister was angry in his room, but there was a man from Jin Yiwei who not only observed him in the dark, but also took the time to paint his portrait.

It's creepy just thinking about it.

Song Yingbai now does things in a similar way, the difference is that he does not bring a brush, and his drawing skills are not good, but he has a good memory, especially good at image memory, and the pictures he has seen can be firmly imprinted in his mind.

He peeled away the tiles and peeped inside. He originally thought that the lights in the house were dim and the position of people could not be seen clearly, but to his surprise, the house was as bright as day, and there were dozens of candles on the ground on the windowsill cabinet. At the same time, several floor-to-ceiling mirrors are displayed. The reflection of the mirrors doubles the brightness of the room and illuminates everything clearly.

Yao Laifeng was seen standing in the candlelight, stroking the mirror surface of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of him with both hands, standing there motionless.

A quarter of an hour passed, and he was still motionless, just when Song Yingbai almost thought he was being held down.

He opened his mouth slowly, feeling both emotional and helpless, "...I am so beautiful...so beautiful..."

Yao Laifeng pressed his cheek against the mirror, and murmured emotionally: "I know, I know, I'm so beautiful..."

Song Yingbai gasped, and continued to spy with a complicated expression.

Yao Laifeng stuck it on the mirror for a while, and then began to take off his clothes slowly, with a sense of ritual in every move, the last one was even held by an orchid finger and turned around in place before throwing it away.

Song Yingbai could not help grinning and sticking out her tongue as if she had eaten Coptis chinensis, isn’t it, Yao Laifeng, you look just like that, with a greasy face, a belly, and not so much hair, where is the confidence coming from? .

"She is not worthy of you, I know... only you are worthy of yourself..." Yao Laifeng admired her "carcass" in the mirror, her eyes were reluctant to leave for a moment.

Song Yingbai felt his eyes were hot. Why did he, a big man, watch such a "picture of hell" on a cold winter night? !

Just when he wanted to poke his eyes blind, he heard Yao Laifeng panicked "Ah!".

He hurriedly observed again, and saw Yao Laifeng lower his head and said, "Why is there a little red pimple here? It's like a white jade blemish!"

"Are there any other places?" Yao Laifeng picked up the hand mirror that was on the ground, and began to examine her skin inch by inch, showing obsession from time to time.

"..." Song Yingbai finally understood what is meant by "the picture is too beautiful to watch", should he report a work-related injury in this situation and demand compensation for mental trauma.

Suddenly, he suddenly saw the image of "Yao Laifeng" in the floor-to-ceiling mirror slowly raising his head, with a smile on his lips, while he outside the mirror still kept his head down.

Image and actual out of sync!

Song Yingbai rubbed his eyes hurriedly, and looked again intently, but saw "Yao Laifeng" in the mirror also lowered his head, clearly maintaining the same posture as outside the mirror.

I read it wrong? !It turned out that Yao Laifeng came here just to appreciate his "beauty", so he already planned not to accompany him.

But just now, because he saw that he in the mirror was out of sync with the real him, Song Yingbai was afraid that he would make a mistake in his judgment, so he didn't dare to draw conclusions easily, so he had to continue to observe.

So, he just stared at Yao Laifeng intently, while observing the image in the mirror, until Yao Laifeng finished "appreciating himself", put on his clothes and left.

It's just that the phenomenon that people and images are out of sync has never happened again.

When Yao Laifeng left, Song Yingbai got off the roof with an ugly face. He didn't know whether it was the cold or the mental torture. He climbed over the courtyard wall twice before getting out. go outside.

For the first time, he hated his image memory ability.

Back in the Song Mansion, Song Yingbai changed into a piece of clothes, after a simple cleaning, he asked the servant girl to burn the kang, added charcoal, pulled the quilt, and wanted to get inside.

The bed is a black hole of corruption, especially when one is cold and sleepy.

He lay down, turned over, and wandered in a daze on the edge of dreamland.

... seems to have forgotten something ...

Hmm...it seems to be...

"Li Zhen!"

Taking a rest today, I have an appointment to go to Li Zhen's house!Now that he remembered it, he couldn't delay, so he got up quickly, told the servant girl to get ready for breakfast, changed into casual clothes, packed up, and hurried out to Li Zhen's house.

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Duke Jing found out that since yesterday, the servants at home have been busy, going to and from the school yard behind the mansion. Besides, his grandson ran horses there most of the time.

After inquiring, it turned out that the young master ordered that some distinguished guests come to ride horses, and asked someone to clean up the school grounds.

Duke Jing was very interested, honored guest, grandson invited his friend to his home again, and with anticipation, he soon met this so-called honored guest, who was Song Yingbai from last time.

When Song Yingbai came to visit, he naturally wanted to visit the elders of the family first, so as soon as he came to the door, he came to greet Duke Jing as soon as possible.

This time, Duke Jing still looked at him like he was looking at a rare animal, and Song Yingbai felt a lot of pressure.

Li Zhen said dissatisfiedly: "If you have no other orders, we will leave."

After watching Song Yingbai, Duke Jing stepped down from the soft couch, pulled his grandson aside, and said, "What benefits did you do him? I think he is quite a normal child. It's fine if he can't escape on official business, but why is he willing to endure it in private?" Your temper?"

Li Zhen didn't want to fall into his grandfather's trap, "Qin Hui still has three good friends, why can't I have friends?!" After speaking, he turned around and raised an eyebrow at Song Yingbai, and led them away.

When the two went outside, Li Zhen suspected that Song Yingbai had heard all the conversation between their grandparents and grandchildren just now, and explained: "Teasing me is one of his pleasures, don't worry about it."

Song Yingbai smiled and said, "I don't care, so don't take it to heart."

Seeing him smile, Li Zhen's mood brightened instantly, and she raised her head towards the school yard, "Let's go horseback riding."

When Song Yingbai saw the school grounds of Duke Jing's mansion, he felt a sense of envy from the bottom of his heart. It was spacious and tidy. There was such a large open space in the house, which was enough for everything to play. Why don't we flatten our own garden and change it? A school yard?

No, it seems that the place is still not spacious enough, probably only the veteran Xungui's family can afford to build a large campus.

Li Zhen first took Song Yingbai to a nearby stable to choose horses. Song Yingbai found out who kept what kind of animals. Li Zhen's horses were full of arrogance, and they were extremely difficult to tame at first glance.

And among these horses, one of them has dark and shiny fur, slender legs, and a beautiful body line, which is very valuable at first glance.

Song Yingbai suspected that it was the one that Li Zhen favored so much and left his last words, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"You try to ride it?"

The mount is a personal property, and the owner generally doesn't like outsiders to get involved, Song Yingbai shook his head, "That's not good, besides, I'm not its owner, and it doesn't obey me."

"We don't distinguish between each other, my horse is your horse." Li Zhen said, pushing him to the front of the horse, sending him up, and let him ride on it.

Song Yingbai clamped his stirrups, and the black horse galloped out. It really was as fast as lightning. Maybe Ma Conghui could see that the master agreed with Song Yingbai to ride it, and he didn't kick it. He obediently ran around the school field and came back to Li Zhen.

Song Yingbai praised: "A good horse, a good horse."

Li Zhen said with a smile: "Then let's have a competition. You ride it, and I will choose another horse. Everyone will shoot ten arrows on the pile and see who can hit more."

Song Yingbai readily agreed, took the bow and arrow and quiver from the servant, and stood on the edge of the school field, and Li Zhen quickly chose a horse, holding a bow and arrow, and raised it towards him.

Wait for the servant to say: "Start!"

Song Yingbai's competitive spirit was aroused, and he held a bow and arrow, and saw that he ran to the pile, put on the arrow, and pulled the bowstring to the full, while the horse was still galloping. He not only had to stabilize his mount, but also aimed at the target, which was extremely demanding.

The arrow was sent out by the wind, and it hit the pile impartially.

He was hit by an arrow, and looked at Li Zhen's situation happily, seeing that he also hit the pile, he reined in the horse with a smile, "Continue to compete!"

Li Zhen also turned his horse's head, "I will accompany you to the end!"

In the end, Song Yingbai hit seven arrows, and three of them missed, while Li Zhen seemed to have been shot, not to mention all ten shots, and a few arrows were still drawn with his left hand.

Song Yingbai was satisfied with this result. Before he came to the capital, he had practiced riding and archery with his master at home. He neglected to practice for such a long time and wasted a lot.

However, I lost in the end, and I felt uncomfortable, "Let's compete again, compare...compete Cuju!"

Li Zhen smiled and said, "You don't want your feet anymore?"

The emperor Taizu of the present dynasty ordered that soldiers should not play Cuju, and those who violated it would be allowed to leave their feet. Although it has been more than 100 years, no one cares about it, but after all, there was such a regulation, and the two of them were "knowing the law and breaking the law".

Song Yingbai snorted and said with a smile: "Don't dare? I'm good at playing for free." The so-called free play is a game, whoever catches the ball when it flies above the head will catch it. Head on shoulders and feet, caught the bump a few times, and then kicked others.

"Then I have to see and see."

The two of them found Cuju, instead of playing outside, they went to a spacious room with no furniture, closed the door, and played Cuju behind their backs.

Song Yingbai is not bragging, he is confident that he can win against Li Zhen, after all, football competitions in the future will be much more developed, and he likes it already, and here he often plays secretly by himself, and playing for nothing, relying entirely on skill, completely depends on his skills. favorable.

Sure enough, things went exactly as he had expected. Li Zhen, a "law-abiding citizen", was no match for him. After a few rounds, Cuju landed more times than him.

Then, Song Yingbai wisely announced in time, "I'm tired, I don't want to play anymore." He stepped on Cuju to announce the end.

Li Zhen saw through his thoughts, "Are you afraid that I will gradually get to know each other well, and after a few more games, I will master the skills and beat you?"

"No, I'm really tired..." Song Yingbai couldn't admit it, walked to a soft couch in the middle, and lay down on it, "I didn't close my eyes last night."

"What are you doing? Do you want to come to me to have fun?" Li Zhen joked after coming over.

"No, I'm monitoring Yao Laifeng for Cheng Dongyi..." The scene of last night came to mind, Song Yingbai frowned and shook his head in pain, don't recall, don't recall.

"Oh, Cheng Dongyi..." Li Zhen pouted, "He is your subordinate, why do you do it yourself for him?"

"Yeah, I regret it too." Song Yingbai didn't lie down, but it was still so comfortable when he lay down, he took a long breath, and closed his eyes, "If I had known that my eyes were so hot, I would never have gone there. ..."

"What did you see?" Li Zhen sat beside him, with one leg resting on the edge of the soft couch.

Song Yingbai grinned, "For the sake of your physical and mental health, I won't say anything."

Aroused by his curiosity, Li Zhen lay down next to him, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen anything, so tell me quickly, don't be a fool."

Song Yingbai really gave up on it, "I don't want to say it." After arousing Li Zhen's curiosity, he told him again, which disgusted him severely.

"Don't tell me, right?" Li Zhen suddenly scratched his armpit after finishing speaking, "Will you tell me or not?!"

Song Yingbai was attacked by him, smiled and got up to escape, but before he could sit up, Li Zhen jumped up and pushed him back on the couch, and the two immediately got into a mess.

Song Yingbai couldn't stop laughing, tears were misty, the end of his eyes were slightly red, and because of the constant struggle of resistance, Li Zhen felt itchy in his heart, and the strange feeling that had arisen before came back again.

But this time, it was clearer and stronger.

His head buzzed, but Song Yingbai didn't notice anything unusual, and shouted with a smile: "Stop messing around, let me go."

Hearing this, Li Zhen felt like waking up from a dream, and immediately let go of her hand without saying a word, and took the initiative to stand aside, not looking at him, but at the corner of the room.

Song Yingbai was a little embarrassed, "You don't have to react so much, I'm not angry."

"I know you're not angry, but you suddenly feel that we're not kids, and making such a fuss...is meaningless." Li Zhen said casually to cover up her panic.

Song Yingbai raised his eyebrows, okay, whatever you say, he sees it's getting late, "I have to go back, I have something to do tomorrow."

"How can you come to play without eating? You should have a meal before you go." Li Zhen stayed.

"No, I'm too sleepy and tired, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep after eating." Song Yingbai yawned.

Seeing that he was really tired, Li Zhen said, "You, you, since you didn't sleep all night last night, you wouldn't send someone over this morning to say you won't come, you have to hold on."

Song Yingbai said heartily, if you promise a good thing, how can you break the promise, either you don't agree, or you must do it. "Not much to say, I'm leaving."

Li Zhen sent him to the gate, watched his leaving back, and held his forehead with a heavy expression.

The scene just now is vivid in his memory. At that time, he wanted to kiss him from the bottom of his heart.

...want to kiss my friend...

...This seems not normal...

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Song Yingbai fell asleep when he got home, and when he woke up until dawn, he was the best age after all, he was resistant to tossing, and he was alive and well the next day.

He told Cheng Dongyi what he saw at Yao Laifeng's place, including the moment when his body and image were out of sync.

Cheng Dongyi didn't know that Yao Laifeng had this narcissistic habit at all, at least he didn't show any signs of it during the ten days of his surveillance, so he couldn't help but looked at Song Yingbai very sympathetically.

Song Yingbai is not worried, as long as Cheng Dongyi continues to monitor, he will definitely encounter Yao Laifeng's "narcissism in the middle of the night".

Sure enough, almost half a month later, Cheng Dongyi tracked Yao Laifeng back to the mysterious courtyard to look at himself in the mirror and feel sorry for himself.

Cheng Dongyi wanted to poke his eyes, but fortunately he was mentally prepared, so he didn't spit out the overnight meal.

When Yao Laifeng left in the morning, he managed to unlock the door, went in to observe on the spot, and saw that the windows were completely sealed, the floor was covered with traces of burning candles, and five floor-to-ceiling mirrors were placed facing each other. repressed.

When he was patrolling the room, he didn't notice his reflection in a full-length mirror behind him, and his movements were different from his own body.

With his back facing the mirror, Cheng Dong bent down to examine the candles on the ground, but he stood up slowly in the mirror, turned around slowly, and stretched out his hand towards him...

Suddenly, as soon as Cheng Dong sensed something strange, he turned his head abruptly, and saw him standing expressionlessly in the mirror, with his hands lowered neatly.

But the problem is, the real him outside the mirror is holding the Xiuchun knife, and his eyes are round.

After being stunned for a moment, Cheng Dong turned around and ran away.

"Don't go, let me take care of you, I don't want to take care of ugly guys anymore, let me take care of you, let me take care of you."

A strange call came from behind.

As soon as Cheng Dong ran out, he immediately closed and locked the door, and then ran over the wall without looking back.

He ran directly to Song Yingbai's place in one breath, ready to tell him everything that happened.

Song Yingbai saw that he looked like he had seen a ghost, so he quickly asked Fang Jiamo to bring him a cup of tea, "Drink slowly."

As soon as Cheng Dongyi was about to finish his mouth, he heard a strange call from the reflection of the teacup: "What are you hiding, let me take care of you."

He was so shocked that he slipped his hand and dropped the teacup.