Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

He Zhiyang was shocked: "..."

Does this person walk without sound?I don't know how much he listened to the words just now.

He Zhiyang raised his eyebrows, and greeted stiffly: "Qiao Qianhu."

He patted Yu Chacha on the shoulder again: "Well... Chacha, let's talk another day, I have to go home and do my homework, let's go first."

Yu Chacha stood there in a daze, watching He Zhiyang run away in a flash.

He Zhiyang was actually quite guilty in his heart. To be honest, Qiao Yue has been quite stable these two days, and he didn't change his ways to torment him.

He didn't do any personnel work himself, and his methods of manipulating people were not very clever. Seeing that everyone started talking, he was too embarrassed to talk to Qiao Yue, so as not to do something out of control under the dual emotions of guilt and resentment.

Qiao Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Chacha: "What's the matter with him?"

"Oh, He Zhiyang?" Yu Chacha said casually, "Ask a few words about that young lady."

Thoughts flashed across Qiao Yue's eyes, and he frowned slightly.

"In fact, he is quite concerned about you. He said that Jinyiwei has strict rules, and he is afraid that you will be punished for this." Yu Chacha hurriedly took the opportunity to say a few words for He Zhiyang: "These young masters of the Imperial College are also righteous."

Pang Ying also wondered: "This kid, really think of us as buddies?"

Vague guesses flashed across Qiao Yue's mind, he looked down at the love letter in Pang Ying's hand, raised his chin to signal for it to be handed over.

"I've read it for you. It's just an ordinary courtship letter." Pang Ying shrugged and said, "There is no case and no inside story. It's not worth the trouble of our busy adults."

Qiao Yue was silent, and directly pulled the letter out of his hand.

He opened the letter and roughly scanned the handwriting. He was thin and well-behaved, and he wrote it like that.

"Being a buddy? I'm afraid not necessarily." Qiao Yue narrowed his eyes coldly, and there was already a contest in his heart: "How did He Zhiyang know that the letter of love was for me?"

Pang Ying said in a daze, "This..."

"How fast the rumors spread." Yu Chacha didn't know what Qiao Yue meant: "We have many brothers, so it's inevitable that we are a little quick-talking."

Qiao Yue squeezed the letter paper and patted his palm: "The young lady will come tomorrow, don't chase him away, just hand over the love letter to me for inspection."

Pang Ying chuckled and said, "After reading the love letter, are you interested in someone?"

If you want to read the love letter, you should look at it openly, and the ostentation must be as if you are investigating a case.

The corners of Qiao Yue's mouth curled up, but his tone was still cold: "It's rare for someone to care about me, and I can't let go of this friendship."

Yu Chacha smelled the smell of dog food, exchanged glances with a few Jinyi guards around him, and slapped his chest with a smile: "Don't worry, Qianhu, brothers will never reveal the slightest bit of news."

Qiao Yue waited for them to chat and leave with a smile before he said coldly to Pang Ying who was beside him: "Maybe the brothel was just entrusted by someone, and the person behind it hasn't shown up yet."

"Qianhu..." Pang Ying was confused by this reversal: "No, you were quite flirtatious, but you have become a veteran of solving crimes?"

"Keep an eye on it." The last trace of warmth faded from Qiao Yue's face: "When the person behind the scenes is found out, I will interrogate myself!"

The Imperial College rested and He Zhiyang lazily nestled in the schoolhouse playing Pai Gow with Huo Yao and the others. The gilded red felt covered the flames dancing in the furnace, and the whole room was like spring.

Huo Yao yawned, threw down the Pai Gow and said, "Playing cards every day is boring, how about going to Chunbo Tower for a drink or two?"

It's freezing cold in the capital, He Zhiyang just wants to lie under the blanket and hold his corpse: "The wine there is too fat and fragrant, I have no luck to enjoy it."

"Brother Yang, why don't we go and have a look?" Feng Jing stretched out his head and said, "It's just a critical moment, so I can give you a few more words of advice to Mr. Pan."

He Zhiyang immediately remembered the great cause he had secretly planned, tried to breathe a sigh of relief, got into the carriage and went to Chunbo Tower with them.

Di Di was still as enthusiastic as ever, but Mr. Pan was nowhere to be seen. He heard that he was kissed by a distinguished guest, so it was inconvenient to show up.

It was inevitable that He Zhiyang rushed over in the cold wind, a little disappointed.

"A few new boys have come to the restaurant." Di Di enthusiastically went up to greet him, and focused on taking money out of He Zhiyang's pocket: "Young masters can't go back for a while, why don't you call some of them over to listen to the music?"

Before He Zhiyang could answer, Huo Yao and Feng Jing couldn't wait to agree.

He Zhiyang chuckled: "Yes, you guys, you really don't have the reputation of being a dude for nothing, you have to try everything new?"

Before crossing over, He Zhiyang knew that someone liked him. He was abroad at that time, and his circle was chaotic, and no one controlled him.

Even then, there was no interest in men.

Now that there are two sets of rules at home and school, he is naturally even more reluctant to risk his life.

"We are testing human nature." Feng Jing propped his head on one hand and said with a smile: "From the process of your fall, we can see how Qiao Yue went from resistance to trap step by step. This is called knowing yourself and your enemy."

"Don't fucking talk nonsense." He Zhiyang kicked him directly, and said disdainfully, "Can he and I be the same kind of people? Our concentration and vision are not at the same level."

He Zhiyang is quite obsessed with relationships, and occasionally teases girls with a sense of propriety, and it is even more impossible for him to have any desire to play with men.

To put it bluntly, she is like a clean stream among the dandies in the capital.

While talking, two men/men in light pink shirts opened the curtain and came in, their eyes were like water apricots, seeing a few people smiling and looking at him, they shyly stepped forward and called "Young Master", they were not at all attractive people hate.

He Zhiyang had no feelings for them, but he didn't feel disgusted as he imagined.

Everyone was here, He Zhiyang waved his hand to signal them to sit down.Seeing this, Di Di hurriedly signaled the two waiters to pour wine.

The young lady snuggled up between He Zhiyang and Feng Jing with her limp body, obediently gave them wine.

He Zhiyang chatted and drank with him, the earth dragon in Chunbo Tower was burning hot, and within half an hour, he felt his cheeks were hot, and he took off his outer shirt.

When he looked up, he found that Huo Yao was not joking with the young man beside him, but was looking at him with a pair of black eyes with a smile.

"What do you see me doing?" He Zhiyang rubbed his hot cheeks, confused: "The one next to you is the one who spent money, so hurry up and look back."

"My young master spent the money." Huo Yao said leisurely with great interest, "I will definitely not let my eyes be wronged."

He Zhiyang: "..."

Huo Yao's tone sounded like the uncle who spent money like dirt on his early days/nights.

Just as he was about to turn back, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside, followed by two harsh shouts: "Everyone in the room, come out!"

The movements of several people paused, and He Zhiyang raised his voice, "What's going on?"

As soon as the words were finished, Di Di opened the door and came in with a calm expression: "It must be someone from the official family who came for a routine inspection. The young masters don't need to panic, just go to Bingma Division with them."

That appeasement sounds good.

Going to Bingmasi with two legs, it sounds like the fuck is going home for dinner.

He Zhiyang was speechless, he put up his thumb and said coldly: "Ah, you are quite generous, you have always done business like this? The customers are really tolerant of you."

"Oh, our building has already greeted the higher-ups, and this rarely happens." Dili smiled wryly while waving a handkerchief: "The guests are all here to taste the fish, and they also know about this, so it's just a matter of watching." Fortunately, you also happened to catch up."

"We don't look forward to this rare thing." Huo Yao's face was full of frost, and he said coldly: "Quickly tell me what to do now?"

He and Feng Jing have nothing to be afraid of, but He Zhiyang has been trying to hide it because he is afraid of his family. If this matter is publicized, someone will be in danger.

Before they could decide whether to jump out of the window or hide nearby, the two doors were kicked open with a bang, and several arresters in armor said coldly: "The soldiers and horses handle the case, the people in the house, Come with us."

The people who were kicked out stood outside the building one by one with their heads down, waiting to get on the bus to go to the Bingmasi Yamen. The people in the capital heard the news and came, pointing around the gate of Chunbo Tower.

"You two quickly cover your heads with your coats." He Zhiyang was covered with vermilion coats, only showing a pair of bright eyes looking around, and said softly: "This is not something to show your face, don't show that kind of handsome face .”

"No." Huo Yao refused with a strong character, and lazily said: "My young master never misses the opportunity to be watched by everyone."

He Zhiyang didn't listen to his nonsense, grabbed him, took off his coat and covered him tightly.

"Brother Yang, you're wearing...this hijab," Feng Jing saw He Zhiyang wearing a scarlet jacket, and his exposed nose was flushed red from the cold, and laughed: "It looks like a little daughter-in-law getting married .”

"Get out!" He Zhiyang's school tyrant's dignity had been shattered, he raised his leg and kicked Feng Jing's ass: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't cover it with believe it or not, I'll make you ashamed for a month. "

"What am I covering?" Feng Jing said with a confused face, "You just cover yourself well."

"Do you understand reasoning? The three of us stick together every day." He Zhiyang almost laughed angrily: "You two are showing your fucking face, so do you have to guess who is left?"

After the fierce Baba reluctantly subdued the two, the three of them stood in a vertical row with the guests of Chunbolou, with their heads down, and got into the carriage bound for Wucheng Bingmasi one by one.

The carriage was bumpy, He Zhiyang just wanted to curse.

He was an innocent young boy, squeezed into the carriage with a group of men who didn't bother to wear outer clothes, and he was dizzy and dark from the smoke.

He is not clean anymore!

It's all fucking Qiao Yue's fault!

"Bing Masi encountered a case, and today he routinely went to the Fengyue restaurant to search." In the Jinyi official school, Pang Ying walked in with a mysterious face: "Guess who was caught?"

Qiao Yue didn't even lift his eyelids: "Are you involved in a shocking case?"

"It's not a shocking case, but he's also an extraordinary person." Pang Ying stopped being a joke, and revealed the answer directly with a chuckle: "The one next door is He."

Qiao Yue paused, and his voice became a little heavier: "Is he prostitute?"

The Ming Dynasty strictly prohibited prostitution/prostitution, and officials who committed crimes were punished with a staff of one hundred sticks and were sent three thousand li. The students of the Imperial College are not officials, but this group of civil officials regards integrity as the most important thing, and they are extremely strict with their children and students. Congratulations Zhiyang dared to enter and leave the land of Fengyue, Qiao Yue was unexpected.

"It's wilder than this." Pang Ying raised his eyebrows and said, "He was caught in the male/wind guard together with those two young masters. He should be playing with the young guard."

Qiao Yue's expression gradually calmed down.

"If this matter is known to the uncle's house, he must be miserable." Pang Ying was obviously in a happy mood: "Tsk tsk, he didn't dare to blow himself up in the military and horse division. Everyone else has finished their names and returned home. He is still miserable. I'm suffering."

He thought Qiao Yue would have fun with him, but in the end Qiao Qianhu just had a cold face and said unkindly: "The uncle's house has come forward for today's matter, you should go to Ren'anbo's house, you don't have to report it to me."

"I forgot about the business when I got excited!" Pang Ying patted his head, stopped interrupting and said seriously: "Didn't you say before that the love letter is very strange, if you find out who is behind the scenes, you must interrogate yourself?"

Qiao Yue frowned and looked at Pang Ying.

"Qianhu, don't you think about it too much. Today, the person behind it was really caught by Wucheng Bingmasi." Pang Ying said solemnly: "Look at the handwriting, this is a love letter for you, It should have been copied out together with other letters before it was delivered in time."

Qiao Yue flipped through the pages, "Where did you find it?"

"In the room where He Zhiyang was captured," Pang Ying snorted, "It's kept in a small red lacquer cabinet."

"I thought you were lucky, but it was actually this kid's idea." Pang Ying had already figured out the key point, and said through gritted teeth, "I figured it out. He knew the rules of Jin Yiwei and hooked himself up." Your friend wants to use evil tricks to harm you."

lover.

Qiao Yue shook his head, and said suddenly: "It's true that he wants to harm me, but that young lady may not necessarily have an affair with him."

He Zhiyang probably didn't have the guts to hang out with the young man.

Most likely it was to deal with him and wanted to go to Chunbo Tower to discuss ideas.

As a result, stealing the chicken didn't cost the rice, but hurt myself.

Qiao Yue stood up and walked to the window like a leisurely stroll. Outside the window, the sun was setting and the clouds were covered with layers of light.

If He Zhiyang didn't speak again, he would have spent the whole night in Bingmasi.

Qiao Yue held the whip in his hand and tapped his palm lightly: "I'll go to Bing Ma Si."

"You don't have to go in person." Pang Ying knew that Qiao Yue was unwilling to swallow this breath: "Let's quietly tell the brother over there, beat him half to death, and then send a letter to the uncle's mansion, give him a breath to hold on, and return I'll have a meal when I get home."

"Isn't it too cheap for him to be locked up in the Military Division?" Qiao Yue stood up, put on his cloak, and a cold look flashed in his eyes: "It's still early, I'll go and take good care of our young master next door."