On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags.

The murderer is still here.

Under the cover of the shadow of the whirling tree, a black figure quickly passed the corner of the wall, frequently firing hidden weapons.The people on the roof drew their bows and set their arrows, and the arrows moved with the opponent's movement, and finally shot out with a whoosh.

"Well!"

The assassin narrowly escaped, but was still scratched by the sharp arrow on his shoulder.He has been lurking in the dark for a long time, using a wild cat to test out most of the people lurking in the dark, so he is proficient in dodging.With a flick of his wrist, the money dart in his sleeve shot straight at the window!

Wu Yue sternly said: "Stop him!"

The assassin seemed determined to die. Seeing the long sword coming towards him, he did not dodge or dodge. He fired dozens of hidden weapons in succession, but they were all shot down by the ambush masters.

Wu Yue stabbed with a sword, directly piercing the murderer's right shoulder, and at the same time, the sharp archer on the roof also shot a white-feathered arrow into his left knee, and the opponent was severely injured in an instant.

The murderer couldn't stand still, and fell to his knees with a thud.Everyone thought that he was exhausted, but unexpectedly, his ears moved slightly, he heard the sound to identify his position, a cold light flashed in his hand, and he shot three silver needles as thin as a cow's hair directly into the gap of the window, which could not be noticed unless he looked carefully.Wu Yue quickly swung his sword and chopped off two of them, but one of them was unable to stop it and shot into the window.

When Gongsun Zhuoyu heard the commotion outside, he was already vigilant to protect Du Lingchun behind him. When he saw the cold light flashing in the night, he hugged him and rolled on the spot, narrowly avoiding it.

"Whoosh-"

Just now, the two of them were standing opposite the bedpost, and now a silver needle was silently inserted into it, shining faintly under the moonlight.

Gongsun Zhuoyu pressed on Du Lingchun, looked out the window with piercing eyes, waited for a while, finally confirmed that there was no danger, and then helped the person under him up from the ground: "Company, are you okay?"

Du Lingchun was naturally fine, he glanced around Gongsun Zhuoyu and saw that he was not injured, so he said coldly: "Go, go out and have a look."

Just as Wu Yue wanted to go in to check on Du Lingchun's safety, he saw him come out in his outer clothes, and quickly knelt down on one knee to plead guilty: "This subordinate deserves to die, for failing to stop the assassin's hidden weapon, please forgive me!"

Du Lingchun flicked his sleeves and said nothing, his face was cold, and he asked him to go down to receive the punishment.

In the middle of the courtyard was a man kneeling. He was wearing night clothes, and his face could not be seen clearly.He was hit by an arrow in his left knee, and his shoulder was also stained with blood, but he was stubborn, and he held back a sound without shouting.

Du Lingchun stood on the steps, looking down at him condescendingly, with cold eyes: "Take off his mask!"

Immediately someone tore off his veil, revealing a young man's face.With sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is full of chivalry.It's just that his face was pale, and he inevitably lost a bit of prestige.

The guard asked: "Company, what should I do with this person?"

Du Lingchun always cut grass and roots in his actions, not to mention that this person wanted to take his life, and it would be difficult to vent his hatred without a thousand cuts.He squinted his eyes, and was about to say that he would be taken back to the Beijing Legal Department for torture, when someone pulled his sleeve suddenly.

"Company," Gongsun Zhuoyu whispered in his ear, "There must be an accomplice behind this case, let him live for now and let me interrogate."

He was clearly talking about something that couldn't be more serious, but he wanted to lean over and whisper it in his ear, making a look of hiding it, and outsiders would think they had some shady affair when they saw it.

Du Lingchun's ears were hot, he pulled back his sleeves sullenly, and said with a frown, "It's up to you."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought to himself and pulled up his sleeves, what to do with such a big reaction, he never saw Du Lingchun so anxious when holding hands.He touched the tip of his nose.Feel the heart of the company, the needle of the seabed.

Thanks to Gongsun Zhuoyu's words, the murderer was taken into the dungeon of Jinglu Division. Although he was seriously injured, he was not punished at least, and he was spared some physical pain.

The smell of the dungeon is rotten and damp, and the smell of death hangs over the head like a dark cloud, lingering.The people outside all know that the Jinglu Division is the Hall of Yama, but anyone who enters must die ten times and no one will live.

Early the next morning, Gongsun Zhuoyu came here.When he revisits the old place, he will feel more or less emotional.Holding a stack of files in his arms, he finally stopped in front of the cell where the murderer was held, and kicked the straw beside his feet.Through a door, he sat cross-legged in front of the other party.

Gongsun Zhuoyu flipped through the "Anthology of Miscellaneous Poems" page by page, not at all like interrogating a prisoner, at least that's what Wu Yue, who was hiding in the dark, thought.

Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes fell on the murderer's right arm, which was wrapped with a circle of gauze under the clothes, which looked bulging: "What's your name?"

The murderer leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and said nothing, blood snaked down the side of his leg, and solidified into lumps again.Already have the will to die.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Gongsun Zhuoyu simply changed the question: "What's your relationship with Luo Jianming?"

The murderer finally moved and gave him a cold look: "I don't know what you're talking about."

His eyes were full of disgust, and he hated corrupt officials deeply.

The "Miscellaneous Poetry Collection" in Gongsun Zhuoyu's hand was almost finished, he browsed quickly, and said: "You have your own rules for killing people, and the names of the dead can be found in this book, but Zhang Xian's "Genglouzi Du Ling Spring" was not included in the "Miscellaneous Poetry Collection", obviously killing Du Lingchun was not within the scope of your original plan. Today you came to assassinate regardless of your injuries, just to absolve Luo Jianming."

The murderer didn't seem to expect him to find out this. Hearing this, he glanced at him in surprise, and then sneered after a while: "It seems that you are not all fools. But you guessed wrong, there is nothing wrong with me killing people." Law. Today I was captured by mistake. If you want to kill or cut, you can listen to it. You don’t need to ask useless nonsense. Du Lingchun eunuchs the party to disrupt the government and frame Zhongliang. Everyone will be punished. If I don’t do it, I will Someone else will do it."

When he said this, Gongsun Zhuoyu was not willing to listen to it. He closed the book with a snap, raised his eyebrows and said, "You are still so stubborn when you are about to die. If you are a eunuch, people who don't know will think you are a nobleman." , priceless."

The murderer seemed to realize that Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't like the word "eunuch", and deliberately sneered: "Although I am a reckless gangster, I am better than them who oppress the people. Besides, people are divided into three schools and nine streams. Gen eunuch, did I say that he was eunuch wrong?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu usually had a smile on his face, but when he heard him say this, his complexion sank in a rare way.Throwing the collection of poems in his hand aside, he flipped through another volume, and said without beginning or end: "According to what you said, General Mo Yanwu of Long Xiang was defeated in front of the battle, his family was beheaded, and his only daughter Mo Jing Isn't Xianchong also a lowly person when she joins the Jiaofang Division and becomes a firework girl?"

"Whoa-"

The murderer stood up violently and pulled the iron chain on his wrist.He rushed to the cell door, panting heavily, and stared at Gongsun Zhuoyu fiercely: "What did you find out?!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu said unhurriedly: "What can I find out? This file says that Mo Jingxian fell into the water and died shortly after joining the Jiaofang Secretary. It's a pity that the body was not found. If she is alive, it must be Is it the last blood of the Mo family?"

As he spoke, he paused: "But maybe he's not dead yet, and he's hiding in some messy alley right now."

This remark was a deliberate probing, the murderer didn't intend to say anything, but after hearing his next sentence, his expression changed drastically, and he firmly gripped the prison door: "You must not hurt her!"

Arresting a woman in for torture and torture, this kind of thing can definitely be done by the Beijing Law Department.

Gongsun Zhuoyu threw the file aside: "Answer my question first, what's your name?"

The murderer stared at him, but Gongsun Zhuoyu was unmoved. After a while, the other party finally couldn't bear it anymore, and gritted his teeth and said three words: "Ye Wuhen."

Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Why did you kill those four people?"

Ye Wuhen sneered: "Man's evil will be eradicated by heaven. If the sky does not eradicate it, I will eradicate it."

Gongsun Zhuoyu wanted to give you to whoever he could, so why didn't he kill the emperor: "Why did you take Dong Qianli's face off?"

Ye Wuhen said: "He loves money like his life, but he is harsh and oppressive to the people, and he is known as Dong Pai skin in the market. He is a shameless person, so what if I strip his face?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "Then why did you cut Guo Han in half?"

Ye Wuhen sneered: "He is lustful by nature, rapes women of the people, and forces good men into prostitution. Keeping that thing underneath is a disaster. But I was afraid that my sword would be dirty, so I cut him in half."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was very curious: "Where is Jing Zhaoyin and Chu Lianjiang, why did you hang him in the court?"

Ye Wuhen sat back again, his face was a little pale because of the cracked wound: "As a parent and official, if you can't plead for the people and appeal for grievances, what's the use? Chu Lianjiang clings to the powerful, and his subordinates have countless unjust, false and wrong cases. It's useless." If the mirror hangs the word ', I will hang his body in the courtroom, so what?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "Very good."

Ye Wuhen didn't need him to ask, but he consciously told the cause of Baiqiu's death: "Baiqiu turned black and white with one mouth, confused right and wrong, and it was useless to keep his tongue, so I pulled it out for him, making him a mute, so as not to cause harm after death." People kill ghosts."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that this method of death was quite particular, so he returned to the original question; "What is your relationship with Luo Jianming? What is your relationship with Mo Jingxian?"

The murderer glared at him fiercely: "I killed the man. If you want to interrogate, you can interrogate him, and if you want to cut him up, cut him up. Don't ask nonsense!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't ask any more, because he knew that even if he kept asking, Ye Wuhen wouldn't confide another word.While getting up from the ground, he patted the dusty sleeve robe: "Since that's the case, I'm sorry that you stay here for a few more days. Don't worry, no one will hurt your life before I give the performance to Your Majesty."

Ye Wuhen glanced at him: "Should I thank you?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu raised his eyebrows: "That's not necessary, I like honesty, thank you verbally would be too insincere."

Ye Wuhen clenched the prison door tightly, and sneered with disdain: "No wonder you joined Du Lingchun's sect, so you are on the same level as that eunuch."

Gongsun Zhuoyu had already left, but when he heard the words, he turned back, looked at Ye Wuhen and said seriously: "You can call him a treacherous minister, but you can't call him a eunuch, let me hear it a second time, I don't guarantee whether it will be true or not." Involve that girl who lives in Luohua Hutong."

Du Lingchun may not be a good person, and his actions should be criticized, but those bad words should not fall on his handicap.Like when a lame man is caught stealing, he is to be blamed for the theft, not the lame leg.

Ye Wuhen gritted his teeth and said nothing after a while, "Those who do evil things will not end well."

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "I believe this sentence seventy percent."

Nothing good happened to him in his previous life.

Wu Yue hid in the dark, and when he saw Gongsun Zhuoyu coming out, he turned and left calmly, and returned to the Sigong Mansion.

"He really said that?"

Du Lingchun was practicing handwriting in the study room, when he heard that his brush strokes paused, the ink could not be collected, and it immediately leaked out, soaking a large area of ​​traces.A piece of calligraphy just practiced was destroyed.

Wu Yue stood not far away, still expressionless, cupped his hands and said: "Your subordinates dare not lie."

Du Lingchun said nothing, crumpled up the paper and threw it away, and replaced it with a new one.He has tried his best to practice according to Gongsun Zhuoyu's handwriting, but he still lacks some strength.Now that I heard Wu Yue's report, I lost my style even more——

A part of the cold and ruthless heart suddenly softened.

Du Lingchun closed his eyes: "Understood, let's go down."

Wu Yue raised his head: "Company, what should we do with the assassin?"

Gouging out flesh, deboning, or gouging out eyes?In short, people who offend Du Lingchun never end well.

But Du Lingchun said: "Leave it to Gongsun Zhuoyu to investigate, if he wants to be promoted to Beijing Zhaoyin, he should have a head in front of the emperor."

This is not his way of doing things, Wu Yue's eyes also faintly flashed a little surprise when he heard the words Gujing Wubo, but he still retreated as he said.

Gongsun Zhuoyu left the dungeon, originally planned to go to Luohua Hutong to interrogate the woman about her details.But thinking that Ye Wuhen had already been caught in the dungeon, and the woman was also watched by Shi Qianqiu, she couldn't escape anyway, so she went to the study to see Du Lingchun.

"Company!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu took a look at the window first, saw someone inside, and then went in. Who ever wanted to open the door and find Du Lingchun practicing calligraphy in the study.

Seeing him coming, Du Lingchun casually put down his pen, pretending not to know, and asked casually, "Why, the interrogation is over?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu leaned towards him, like a piece of sticky rice cake: "Not yet."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the desktop: "Is the company practicing calligraphy?"

Du Lingchun accidentally saw him again, crumpled up the paper and threw it aside: "Written indiscriminately."

Gongsun Zhuoyu quietly hugged his waist from behind, his chin just rested on Du Lingchun's shoulder, his fingertips scratched a little red mole on the other's neck, and asked in a low voice, "Why doesn't the company let me teach you?" ?”

That's Du Lingchun's sensitive spot, like a switch, his body softens when he touches it.