On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags.

Perhaps because it was the last person he saw before his death, Gongsun Zhuoyu had a deep memory.

He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and he couldn't remember the voice. When he was dying, he only saw a white neck with a little cinnabar mole under his Adam's apple, which was as red as blood.Clear and striking in the dark cell.

Although Gongsun Zhuoyu died unluckily in the end, it still did not prevent him from having a good impression of that person.Now that it is Du Lingchun, Bu Fuzhi Huan Shao Mi Niu is mixed with surprise, but it should be taken for granted after careful consideration.

All the felons committed by the imperial court were handed over to the Beijing Law Department for trial, and he could casually exonerate himself in such a tight prison, except for Du Lingchun.

Du Lingchun's shoulders ached from his grip, he frowned calmly, and his voice sank: "Gongsun Zhuoyu—"

Generally, when someone calls his full name, it means that the other party is angry.

Gongsun Zhuoyu subconsciously let go, and when he realized it, he explained slowly: "I...I tidy up the clothes for the company."

What I said, I didn't see him tidying up his clothes, but I saw him stripping his clothes.

Du Lingchun quickly put on his clothes, and there was no way to tidy up the messy bun, so it could only be scattered on his shoulders.He guessed that he had had enough of staying in this troublesome place, so he slammed the door and left angrily. When he passed by, his sleeves brought a gust of cold wind.

My dear mother, it may affect my official career.

Gongsun Zhuoyu hurriedly put on his clothes, and seeing Du Lingchun's hairpins scattered on the pillow, thought it would be a pity to throw them away so expensive, so he slipped them into his sleeve and chased them out.

"Company, company."

As soon as Du Lingchun walked out of the brothel, he saw Gongsun Zhuoyu chasing him out, but he felt awkward and uncomfortable because of his mother.Wen Yan frowned, and said in a blunt tone: "Is there anything else?"

Of course, Gongsun Zhuoyu would not offend Du Lingchun, a golden thigh, and began to throw blame, and said righteously: "The suspect is shameless, hangs around the brothel, and makes the company suffer such grievances, he really deserves to die, and he will be dismissed soon. Capture this person and give the company a bad breath."

If the person surnamed Yu didn't go to the brothel, how could they enter the brothel?Anyway, it was wrong, but it couldn't be wrong with Gongsun Zhuoyu.

As soon as this remark came out, Du Lingchun would inevitably appear deliberate if he wanted to grab the captive and ring the cow again.

He wiped the dust coldly for a long while, and forced himself to comfort himself, since they are all men, it is not considered to be offensive, after doing this a few times, it finally feels better.Finally, looking at Gongsun Zhuoyu, he said without emotion: "Then our company will wait to see how you catch him back."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The guard has been guarding in the dark, and immediately followed behind him when he saw this.One of his confidantes noticed that Du Lingchun's bun had been scattered at some point, and all the long black hair was hanging down his shoulders. He hesitated and said, "Company, what happened just now?"

Du Lingchun hated others talking too much, his long and narrow eyes glanced coldly, and the latter immediately lowered his head in panic and retreated behind him.

If Gongsun Zhuoyu only suspected that Dr. Yu was involved in the case before, now he is completely sure that the other party has something to do with the case.

If the other party honestly stayed next door, it would be fine to drink tea with his Miss Qiongyue, but as soon as he heard that he was next door, he immediately came over to inquire about the situation.

To complete meticulous reasoning, it is necessary to collect a variety of huge information data.And Gongsun Zhuoyu obviously knew very little about this Doctor Yu.Seeing that it was getting late, he simply ordered the yamen servants under him to inquire about this person's information, and he returned to the other garden where the crime happened.

There must be something missing at the murder scene.

Gongsun Zhuoyu rolled up his sleeves, thinking that this bastard surnamed Yu would forget about visiting brothels, but he dared to implicate himself, and he had to clean up everything after solving the case.He can eat everything in his life, but he can't afford it.

The ancient well where the dead body was buried is in the middle of the small courtyard, and against the backdrop of the night, it reveals the breath of ghosts and ghosts.It used to live here, and there was no one there at this time, except for an occasional gust of wind, whining.

Gongsun Zhuoyu refuted the screen and searched carefully around.

A circle of bricks was built around the well, the height of which was about a little below the woman's knees.An able-bodied, non-blind adult man would certainly not have fallen into a well for no reason.He was either pushed or jumped in by himself.

But based on the current situation, the latter can be directly ruled out.

The back of the head of the corpse showed marks of being hit by a heavy object.There is a high probability that the deceased was attacked from behind with stones and the like, and then lost the ability to move and then threw the body into the well.

There are many rocks, flowers and plants in the small courtyard, which meet the conditions for the existence of the murder weapon.If the murderer hits someone with a stone, it will be stained with blood. The best way to destroy the evidence is to throw it into a well or a lake, so that no one can find it, and no one can retrieve it.

But the well has been carefully fished, and there is nothing suspicious.

Gongsun Zhuoyu roughly estimated that the nearest lake is at least three or four corridors plus a viewing bridge, and there must be a busy back kitchen in the middle. The murderer would not take such a big risk to deal with it. A heavy stone—

The murder weapon must still be nearby.

Gongsun Zhuoyu found a long bamboo pole and used it to pick and pull big rocks among the green plants.His target was not extensive, he only searched around the ancient well, and after about an hour, he finally found clues in the next yard.

The magistrate likes to be arty, and there are bamboo bushes in twos and threes in the corner of the Bieyuan near the wall, and the gatha heads are scattered around.Gongsun Zhuoyu picked out the largest stones that could be lifted with both hands, and finally found a heavy pebble in a corner.

Although the night is blurry, the dark brown bloodstains on the cobblestones can still be seen vaguely through the grains of the tomb. Because there are many cracks, the blood flows into the gaps, which is quite difficult to clean.

Gongsun Zhuoyu took a closer look and smelled it, there was a faint smell of blood, and it was basically confirmed that it was the murder weapon.However, just as he stood up from the ground and was about to see whose yard it was, he was surprised to find that it was actually Danqiu's residence.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the bright and cold light poured down softly, adding a layer of fine silver light to the lake.Evening wind blows, calm down calmly

Du Lingchun sat on the ground beside the low table, enjoying the lake and moonlight while pouring wine by himself.Facing him and a few steps away, two maidservants, one on the left and one on the right, held up a scroll with their backs on their backs. The mountains and rivers on it, and the faint stream of the river, are really a spectacle.

No matter how strange it is, staring at the department for nearly two hours should be enough, right?

The servant girl raised her hands sorely, and her mind became sleepy, but thinking of Du Lingchun's bad mood when she came back today, she cheered up again, so as not to make mistakes and anger the other party.

Du Lingchun drank cup after cup of wine, his face expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.But people in high positions are mostly worried and thoughtful. It is very dangerous to be guessed at the center of their thoughts, so they are used to not showing their emotions.

"Is this painting nice?"

Du Lingchun finally spoke lazily.Thin, feminine voice, neither man nor woman.

Kneeling beside him was a guard in black robes, with a black and thin face and a strong figure, it was the swordsman who almost clashed with Shi Qianqiu last time.

Wu Yue didn't know calligraphy and painting, but he also felt that the painting was magnificent, so he replied honestly: "Back to the company, it's beautiful."

Hearing this, Du Lingchun lowered his eyes and murmured, "What about the painter?"

Painter?Isn't it Gongsun Zhuoyu?

Wu Yuezai carefully recalled Gongsun Zhuoyu's appearance, he rarely saw someone who could mix the two temperaments of uprightness and romanticism, so he thought about his words before saying: "Master Gongsun...Suave and romantic, naturally he is also good-looking of."

"..."

As soon as Wu Yue's words came out, Du Lingchun closed his eyes calmly, with a faint bulge of veins on his forehead, he threw the marigold wine glass in his hand with a clang, and said coldly: "Bastard, who asked you if he looks good! "

Du Lingchun's temper is always so moody, Wu Yue has been with him for many years, so he naturally understands it somewhat.It's just that he is a man in the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't understand those twists and turns, so naturally he can't guess Du Lingchun's mind.

Wu Yue honestly pleaded guilty: "This subordinate is dull."

After saying this, he shut up.Say more and make more mistakes, say less and make fewer mistakes, and it is good not to say.So he doesn't like to talk.

Du Lingchun has to sigh with emotion once a day, he has a bunch of wine bags and rice bags under his hands.A person with high martial arts skills is not good enough to use his brain, and he is a sick child who is good at using strategies. After finally supporting a few confidantes, he only knows how to bribe and make money all day long, all of them are useless!

The bad mood just got worse.

Du Lingchun went to Jiangzhou this time, and all the family members and counselors stayed in Beijing.Originally, he only planned to stay for a few days before returning to Beijing to return to his command. Who would have thought that all the tricks would be exhausted, and the variable of Gongsun Zhuoyu would be missed.As a result, besides Wu Yue, he had no other confidants to talk to at this time.

With a wave of Du Lingchun's sleeve robe, he ordered someone to put on a new cup. It was unprecedented. The slaughter-resistant Zai Youzhi Shi Song Xiang revealed the skeleton of the locust tree, the skeleton of the starling, the old man, the old man, Sun Zhuoyu, how about this person? "

Wu Yue said: "The subordinates don't know."

After finishing speaking, he felt that it was too simple, so he added a sentence uncertainly: "It should be a good official."

Wu Yue felt that Gongsun Zhuoyu was willing to take over this hot potato in order to clean up the grievances of a maid, so he should be a good official... right?

He is also a slave, so it is inevitable to feel empathy at this time.There are countless Chinese people in the capital, and there are also countless high-ranking officials, many of whom are famous outsiders. However, for so many years in Wuyue, only Gongsun Zhuoyu has seen one person who can say, "The life of a slave is also a life, and he is also a citizen of Jiangzhou." Such words.

Although Gongsun Zhuoyu is known as the Three Evils of Jiangzhou, Wu Yue thought to himself that no matter how bad a person can say this, no matter how bad they are...

"A good official?" Du Lingchun looked over suddenly, and asked slowly, word by word, "Then what if our company wants to recruit him?"

Fish goes with fish, shrimp goes with shrimp, and turtle goes with tortoise.Although these words are rough, they are not rough.If a good official who pleads for the people wants to join the camp, he will naturally choose a like-minded person, such as Prime Minister Yan Fu; but if a corrupt official who wants to get promoted and make a fortune, he will naturally choose the camp, such as... Admiral of Jinglu, Du Ling Chun.

Now that Wu Yue said that Gongsun Zhuoyu was a good official, it sounded a bit more unspeakable.The implication is that Gongsun Zhuoyu is not the same as them?

Du Lingchun felt unhappy when he heard this, he squinted his eyes, but he never let go of the idea of ​​wooing Gongsun Zhuoyu.

When a drop of white ink falls into black water, will it be assimilated or swallowed?

The author has something to say: Gongsun Zhuoyu (kissing his hips and laughing wildly): Unexpectedly, I am dripping black ink!

Wu Yue: "The company always likes to ask questions that test my IQ"

"Lord Gongsun is Suave and Suave"

"Master Gongsun is naturally good-looking"