I was transformed in ancient aristocratic waste

"Little uncle? Where are you going?" Gu Zhi stood up through the window and asked, dressed in green clothes, with a simple wooden hairpin on his head, and the hair hanging down his face that he had smoothed out by himself. He was still holding the exam paper that he had done no less than ten times, with ink stains sticking to his sleeves, and he looked like a handsome scholar.

When the young master Gu Zhu turned his head, he could see the disguise that his nephew Gu Zhi had smeared on himself, and he could no longer see any flaws: "Go and come back, you are so good at learning from you, come back, I will But still need to check!"

In fact, Gu Zhu couldn't check anything, but he had nearly a hundred copies of the answers to the papers made by the academicians of the Imperial Academy. The way of thinking is definitely to follow the examiner's lead, the most hopeful to get a high score!

"Where are you going?" Gu Zhi chased after holding the paper, but only saw the little uncle's back leaving quickly, and his waving hands that were raised up without looking back at him.

Gu Zhi quietly looked at the direction where his uncle left. After a long time, he turned back and continued to study, not for himself, but for his parents, and the uncle who hoped that he would become a success.

Although Gu Zhi has known his uncle for a very short time, but in the matter of listening to his uncle, no one can compare.

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Guanshi Guo prepared the carriage, Gu Zhu patted Xie Chongfeng's thigh, and was carried up. He got on the carriage with a calm tone, while looking at the at least twenty guards accompanying the carriage, he said to Guanshi Guo: "Go straight to Yangzhou." Prison."

Guo Guanshi sat in front of the carriage shaft, held the whip, put on his hat, and said to the young master behind him: "Understood, I will also close the door of the carriage, and the wind will be strong when I run. If you see the wind, you will get a headache."

Although Gu Zhu followed suit, he felt a bit of a headache after closing the car door: I don't know if Liu Ling in the prison has left, but if he hasn't left, I will go over and ask Liu Ling to admit that he is the murderer of the dry well murder case. Can Liu Ling agree?

He shook his leg, and when he realized it, he immediately pressed his leg again, but he was full of thoughts, but there was no thread that could be pulled up to solve the problem for him.

Gu Zhu sighed, closed his eyes and leaned against Xie Chongfeng to rest, intending to recharge his energy until he saw Liu Ling, and if he couldn't see Liu Ling, then go directly to see third cousin!He still doesn't believe it, the third cousin can rob civilian men in broad daylight?

Xie Chongfeng, who was resting on the arm of the little guy, tilted his head and looked down. He could see that the young master who had been jumping up and down since he met him, and was full of beautiful words, seemed to have lost a little weight. Before, his face still had baby fat, but now he doesn't I don't know if it's because I've grown up a bit, or because I've been worrying about it these days, my chin has become much sharper.

Always crying, and always unexpectedly courageous, he really deserves to be Gu Jinchen's child, and also worthy of being the eldest princess's child.

It’s just that in Xie Chongfeng’s view, most of the young master’s troubles are self-inflicted, and there are always simpler solutions. It’s a pity, the young master doesn’t know whether he is stupid or unwilling to do that. It is tactful, so it makes people feel uneasy.

It was still raining outside the car at some point.

The south is always so humid, not as vast as the north, and even the air seems to hide a knife's edge, cutting people's cheeks.

Xie Chongfeng closed the window curtains with exquisite patterns in the car to block the cool spring breeze pouring in through the gaps, and the sound of the car driving past the bluestone slabs was heard in his ears.

Xie Chongfeng suddenly realized that he seemed to have never heard these voices so carefully, nor remembered where the rain was, but the rain in Yangzhou was too much, as if he wanted to soak people in water, drowning out all restlessness , leave calm.

I don't know how long it took, the warm little friend beside Xie Chongfeng left, like a vigilant cat, suddenly realized that he was in a place, left him as a meat pillow, changed his soft and coquettish appearance just now, opened the He got out of the double doors, jumped out of the carriage, and turned around to urge him in the drizzle: "Tie Zhu, hurry up!"

Xie Chongfeng was helpless, he didn't like being bullied, but he still followed.

Gu Zhu is a frequent visitor to the Yangzhou magistrate's yamen, and he is very familiar with Song Dongshi, the son of Song Zhifu. Song Dongxi was still studying at his house some time ago, and I don't know if he still went there, but every time we met, Song Dongxi like this. The kid really likes to come up to him and give him something to eat, come and go again and again, he can be regarded as a cooking buddy.

As soon as Gu Zhu arrived at the yamen, he went straight to the backyard, looking for the magistrate.

Song Zhifu happened to be drinking tea at the third prince's place, and he was not free, so the master came to greet him in person, but before he could say a few words, he pushed back and forth and said that he could not go to the prison.

"Then I'm looking for Mr. Song from your mansion, is he there?" Gu Zhu didn't talk nonsense to a master, he knew that this prefect of Song, who was so respectful to their Gu family before, wanted to stay away now. , his previous five-star treatment here is gone now.

"Unfortunately, the young master went out for a boat trip with other young masters. It is said that the lotus flowers bloomed in early spring. It's strange to see it."

"Oh, okay, I see. Let's go." Gu Zhu nodded, not intending to waste time here, so he found a teahouse to sit down and ordered a table of small snacks.

After another cup of tea, I saw Song Dongfang, who was found by the guards, coming in a sedan chair, pretending to be holding a folding fan in his hand. When he saw him, he sat across from him unceremoniously, squeezed a small bun and put it in his mouth. Li Sai said vaguely: "Gu Zhu, did you call me over? Wow, this duck slice is so good, dip it in sugar and eat it!"

"What's the best? Did I let you eat it?" Gu Zhu looked displeased at the little son of the Song family who was wearing a light blue gown in front of him, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "I want to go to the prison to see someone, but your father won't let me Go, what do you say?"

Song Dongxi is not as cunning and thoughtful as his father, he is born with no brains and no brains. He treats whoever treats him well, and whoever treats him badly will always hate the other party.Unfortunately, Song Dongxi didn't have this problem with Gu Zhu. He didn't know why he didn't like Gu Zhu always bullying the son of Yuchi's family, but when he saw Gu Zhu laughing after bullying others, he felt like It's not unforgivable either.

"Then, why don't I take you there? I made a bet with Lao Liu and the others a few days ago and took them for a walk. Don't worry, follow me. I'm sure you can see whoever you want." Song The young master patted his chest, pulled a duck leg and took a bite, then took it away, and when he got into the carriage, he saw a tall and imposing man wearing a mask, riding with him, so he inevitably became curious and asked, "What is this?" Who is it? I seem to have seen it several times earlier, following you, Gu Zhu, is it your father who hired you as an expert?"

Gu Zhu glanced at Xie Chongfeng who was beside him, and introduced seriously: "The bedside girl my father found for me knows a little bit of martial arts, so I asked her to disguise herself as a man to protect me."

Song Dongxi was dumbfounded: "Is he a woman?!"

"What? It's normal for people who practice martial arts to be stronger." While Gu Zhu was nervous, he teased others to make him happy. Seeing Song Dongxi's small expression, he instantly relaxed a lot. "Look, he is so big here. , I’m sure he’ll be very fertile in the future, and he’s handsome too, do you like it? I like him and he has a twin sister, let me introduce you?”

Song Dongxi followed Gu Zhu's hand to look at the chest of the masked 'sister', and nodded. It was strange, but it seemed that the way of drumming was not right.

"No, no, my bed-accompanying mother has chosen her. It's the niece of my mother's aunt. Like you..." Mr. Song covered his mouth with a fan, leaned over and whispered to Gu Zhu, and said, " The taste is too strong and a bit old."

Gu Zhu laughed loudly, hooked shoulders with Song Dongxi, and said suddenly: "Actually, your father doesn't allow me to go in and find someone. If you agree, won't you be punished when you go home?"

Mr. Song continued to shake his fan, shook his head by the way, raised his chin, and said, "What's the matter? Ban is nothing, we've known each other for many years, it's just a small matter to beat you up."

"Okay, when it's over, I'll invite you to have another meal."

"It's a deal." Young Master Song immediately stretched out his little finger. He remembered that Gu Zhu always did this with the son-in-law, which was very interesting.

Soon I arrived outside the prison, the head of the guard was sitting at the table, drinking and eating meat, playing dice with three or five jailers, and the rest were standing guard. I heard the young master leading his friends into the prison from a distance, but he didn't care, saying: "I'm afraid it will happen again." Come and take a walk around to test your courage, just let them in, watch carefully, don't hurt those blind prisoners!"

After the prison boss finished speaking, he hid himself to hide for leisure, and handed over the errand to his subordinates.

The jailer named Four Fingers was assigned to take care of Young Master Song and Young Master Song. This jailer remembered that an adult ordered him to draw a line with Young Master Song, the Gu family and the Yuchi family. Whoever comes from these two families to do anything in this prison should not care about it.

But who would have thought that it was Mr. Song who led it in?

The jailer was in a mess, but he didn't dare not listen to Mr. Song's words, and he didn't dare to be disrespectful to the young master. When he heard that he was looking for the boy Liu Ling who was sent earlier, he said immediately: "Here! Actually, it should have been done earlier. The ones who were sent out were only senior, and it was raining continuously in spring, so the task of escorting these prisoners into exile was delayed until next month."

Gu Zhu hurriedly walked in the front with bright eyes, and said with a smile to the jailer: "That's okay, it's just right, I'll trouble this uncle to lead the way, and it will be done in a while, Mr. Song said that he wants to pay for the wine."

Song Dongxi had a question mark on his face, when did he say that?But when Gu Zhu raised his eyebrows at him, Song Dongxi recognized him again, smiled and nodded, begging Gu Zhu to smile.

Gu Zhu followed the jailer to the front, turned east and west, and reached the depths of the dark and damp prison cell. Along the way, countless pairs of eyes in the dark looked from both sides, making his scalp numb, clenched his fists, and blinked. Blinking and trying to ignore it will make you feel better.

"That's right here." The jailer brought him here, knocked on the wooden pillar, and said to Liu Ling who was locked alone, "Hey, Liu Ling, someone is coming to see you, please be smart, do you hear me?"

Gu Zhu was standing outside the cage. In fact, he hadn’t prepared well mentally yet. He didn’t know what to say when he met Ling Geer, who was like a murderer. Brother Ling seemed to realize that it was him who came, so he didn't dare to see him. He hid in an unobstructed corner, with his back facing him, with a raised spine on his back and disheveled hair like a ghost.

Gu Zhu was afraid of ghosts, but at this moment he hated iron and steel, and opened his mouth to curse: "Liu Ling, tell yourself, did you kill Feng Yan? Then you threw him into the dry well?"

Liu Ling, who had his back turned to him, did not speak.

"I have the ability to do what I have done, but I have no ability to admit it? I am really blind to love you. I really shouldn't accept you at the beginning. You make me feel that I am your accomplice. You make me sick." Gu Zhu got excited and said everything.

However, this sentence turned the ghost who had been silent for a long time, his eyes were still and crimson, but he couldn't shed any tears, and he only admitted in a dumb voice: "I did it, little master, you are not my accomplice, I recognize, I recognize ...I'm... not disgusting...don't think I'm disgusting..."

"Very good, everyone present should be a witness, Song Dongshi, come here." Gu Zhu tilted his head.

Young Master Song immediately took two steps forward and said, "I know, I'll be a witness, don't worry."

"Very good, follow me to the third prince's place, and press Liu Ling down by the way."