Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

Hu Shoufu didn't come early or late, but he chose this time.

At this moment, Cang Lang was "tortured" until his hair trembled. He was trapped in the shadow of the bookshelf and the wall, with the words "Economic Lun Jishi" written on his forehead, and Feng Lin's chest was behind him.

This kind of light and shadow makes Cang Lang mistakenly think that they are having sex, and the sound of breathing needs to be suppressed indefinitely, surrounded by silently peeping sages of the past dynasties, and outside the window there are polite and honest officials.

Footsteps approached.

Cang Lang hooked the corner of Feng Lin's clothes with his backhand, slurred his words so that people couldn't hear what he was saying, it was as light as a hum when he was bitten.

Feng Lin followed his lead and approached, only to hear what he said: "Dog...what's the matter with the dog, um, didn't you bark?"

Sneaky, they took one of them.

Feng Lin bent her neck, put her jade-like earlobe in her mouth, and smiled ambiguously: "Dog, I pulled out your tongue, for fear of attracting others and disturbing your secret love!"

The waves were wet, and the feeling of the onset of Gu poison gradually faded away. He was deeply trapped in the dangerous situation created by Feng Lin. He was repeatedly torn apart by the joy from the body and the shame from the spirit. The wolf teeth could hardly hold in his mouth. .The man behind him pressed the tip of his nose against his wet temples, breathing close to his ears.

"Kill the long songbird and flick the black bird.

I hope that even the dawn will never come back, and that there will be a dawn all year..."

Dayan is the number one Tanhualang, with a talent as high as the sky, and a first-rate romantic. He once compared poetry, prose and ethics to the body, and there was a moment of debauchery when exchanging sable fur for wine.Feng Lin recited Qiu Qianqing's erotic poems in a slightly malicious way, completely wiping away the last bit of stubborn will of Cang Lang.

The sound of footsteps was clear to the ear, and Cang Lang could even hear the soft rustle of Yipin Crane's sleeves when he raised his sleeves.

He turned his face sideways, and the wolf teeth slipped down silently.Just when Feng Lin thought he was afraid, Cang Lang raised his chin slightly, the corners of his eyes dotted with red moles were full of temptation, and he said with hatred and tears: "Hurry up, hurry up..."

……

"Cough, cough!"

Hu Jingzhai coughed twice, but when she pulled her snow whiskers together, her expression became full of majesty.He walked around the screen, and saw a person carrying a tall body and a graceful figure under the shadow of the lamp.

"...a thousand hectares."

The people under the lamp turned their heads in response, clapped their hands together and bowed: "Unfilial, I have seen the teacher."

Feng Lin came out of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the moon was in the sky, only Huaiying was waiting under the old locust tree at the entrance of the alley, a slender and long shadow, very lonely.

He stretched out his hand, and the wolf's head came up, and he licked his palm affectionately.The slightly gritty warmth became Feng Lin's only consolation in the cold weather, and the entanglement just now seemed to be just his own illusion.The husband left him and returned to the great light cleanly, but he could only be imprisoned in the darkness, fighting to the death with his overwhelming love and karma.

Feng Lin turned to cover his heart——

This time it seemed to be less painful.

If the twin love Gu is not willingly planted by the lovers, it must be nourished by resentment.But the Gu planters acted contrary to their feelings, and the pain of being eaten by thousands of insects was the price they had to bear.

Feng Lin knew that his husband hated him deeply, so he used that resentment despicably, twisted it into a vine, tied one end to Cang Lang, and strangled the other end around his own neck.The three thousand sentient beings have their own destiny, and even if they hate each other, they have to be close to each other. This is the bond he imposed on himself and Canglang.Every time the Gu poison flares up more fiercely, it reminds Feng Lin that this bond is still strong so far.

He is in pain, and he is happy with it.

But now, it seems that something is slipping through the fingers.

Feng Lin was not in a good mood, stared at the cold moon in the sky for a long time, thought for a while, and took Huaying to the imperial prison.

The haze of imminent loss weighed heavily on his heart, and he couldn't breathe. He had to do something, kill someone, or something else.

Prison is the Asura Field in the world, Feng Lin stepped on the hard snow and kicked open the door of the Asura Field, his cold and ruthless temperament quickly blended into it.

"What about people?"

Yang Dazhi got the news and came out to welcome him, his chin was surrounded by green stubble, obviously the result of staying up all night.

"Still stubborn, refusing to say anything, just yelling to invite the three judges to interrogate." He led Feng Lin in, and opened the half-closed cell door with the handle of Xiuchun knife, and a smell of corruption rushed to his face.

Regarding the key points of the Jizhou bandit case, Feng Lin had already figured it out long before he stepped into the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He lied about Cang Lang, just to get another advice from his husband.

Feng Lin's expression didn't change, "Huke is in progress."

The prisoner was tied tightly to a stake, and when he heard the words, he peeped forward tentatively from under his messy hair, and the moment his eyes touched the golden python on his chest, he shrank his shoulders in fear.

"I, I am the third rank officer of the imperial court. Even if I make a mistake, I should be judged by the third division. How can Your Highness—"

"In the 45th year of Qingyuan, you were the deputy commander of the Jizhou bandit case." Feng Lin interrupted, his eyes flying over like knives. Take this seat today."

He remembered things from a long time ago so clearly that the prisoner was speechless.

Feng Lin turned a thin blade between his fingers, approached it, and stuck it on the man's right wrist: "The battle report of that day was written by you. Let me ask you, are there any omissions?"

The hands that are full of words and ink are callous-free and white, and the thin veins under the skin can be seen, and they are bursting out of panic at this moment.

"No ah!"

The blood was splattered, splashing on Feng Lin's cheeks and shoulders, making him look as sinister and frightening as an evil ghost of Yama.

The prisoner howled wildly like a pig butcher, Feng Lin plugged his ears wearily, raised his finger to wipe off the blood on Bai Chifeng, and turned to point at the other wrist.

"Yes or no?"

Hu Jingzhai sat on the chair, and the candlelight reflected the majesty and oldness of a generation of chief assistants.He was so rigid and unsmiling, but when he looked at Cang Lang, a smile slowly flowed from the tip of his eyes.

At the age of Chunwei, the first emperor made a Zhu Zhu to delineate the top three yuan list, and he also saw the high-spirited young man at the first glance of the civil servants.There was decades of time difference among them, but Hu Jingzhai suddenly felt a sense of like-mindedness.

He is the humble minister mentioned in the books, he became lonely because of his loneliness, he was loyal because of his loneliness, and there are many followers behind him, but in Hu Jingzhai's view, he is far from enough for the word "comrade".

"There are no masters and apprentices after a thousand hectares" is the feeling of a courtier who has walked alone for decades, and finally met his bosom friend, and it is also his solemn response to the pity of God.

"Those test papers, were you handed over to King Yan?"

Cang Lang had nothing to hide, nodded his head and said yes, "However, the theft and sale of dukes has been a common occurrence since the Qingyuan period. It's just a whimsical idea to shake the foundation of the Gao family based on this crime alone."

Hu Jingzhai twitched his beard and muttered.

Cang Lang said again: "Since the student returned to the court, he has cleared all the files related to the Gao family in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and found that there are many doubts about the bandit suppression case that helped Gao Zheng to rise to the top five years ago. Go ahead and investigate Sure enough, after the monk was murdered, the whereabouts of the 510 Du certificates that he carried with him were unknown. In the following years, Gao Zheng used various methods to obtain Du certificates, and raised monks in various temples and Buddhist halls, not only for profit. Simple."

In fact, from the very beginning, Cang Lang only noticed that Gao Zheng was doing business in duo, and didn't think deeply about it;

Until Wang Lang exposed the fact that the "future brother-in-law" was raising a young lady in Pujue Temple, and then when Yu Feirou lost his hand and Yu Xiaoxiang's grievances surfaced, many seemingly irrelevant fragments were connected into a line, and Cang Lang's mind Suddenly it was bright.

"What do you mean?" Hu Jingzhai shook her white beard indistinctly, "Gao Wujiu, Gao Zheng and his son, in the name of recruiting monks, deliberately set up their eyes and ears in the Buddhist Pure Land?"

"The teacher is wise. There are thousands of secrets in the world that are difficult to express. They are so suffocated that they can only express their feelings in front of the gods and Buddhas. The monks in the temple are considered to be people with six clean senses. If you leave your mind behind, no one will be wary of it. The two Gao family fathers and sons took advantage of this to intervene in the ultimatum business for money on the surface, but in private to collect the shady secrets of the court officials."

An admiring smile flickered across the corners of his eyes, and Hu Jingzhai turned to say in a solemn voice: "The new emperor ascends the throne, and he hates this kind of party unity and dissidents the most. On the road to nowhere."

Cang Lang said: "It will take a lot of time to wait for them to kill themselves. Tuer and the Gao family have had two generations of feud, so I really can't wait, so I spared my hand and gave them a push."

The hand he freed is called Feng Lin.

Hu Jingzhai looked at his lover with deep meaning in his eyes, and said, "You and King Yan were together three years ago."

There are many interpretations of "being in one place". Cang Lang was silent for a moment, and only said briefly: "Qin'an City Tower, he saved me."

Hu Jingzhai said meaningfully: "Then you choose to be in the same boat with him, is it for repaying kindness or revenge?"

Canglang is like a knot in the throat, he and Feng Lin have never had pure love and hatred, but a mess that cannot be dismantled.The answer was surrounded by clouds, mountains and fog, and even he himself couldn't see clearly.

The room suddenly fell silent, and the core seedlings floated without wind, which stretched the lines of Hu Jingzhai's facial features to different lengths.Apart from being a strict teacher, he showed the face of a loving father: "King Yan's heart is mad and rebellious. If he is enshrined as the king, he will be afraid of harming the country in the future. If he treats each other as a master and apprentice..."

Hu Jingzhai's eyes flickered coldly: "It's enough to let the wolf bite itself once."

After a moment of indiscernible silence, Cang Lang sighed, "In the Qin'an tragedy, besides the teacher, he is the only one who is willing to prove my innocence." Although the ending failed, Cang Lang knew very well that not everyone has This waste of life is a one-man decision.

Hearing the words "Qin'an tragedy", Hu Jingzhai's eyelids moved a few times.

At the end he said: "Come on, your own affairs should be handled properly. This old man once lost his beloved apprentice, and from now on he only hopes that you will live in peace, have a virtuous wife and son, and be happy in this life."

Lord Shoufu's words were ringing his alarm.Cang Lang bowed his head to listen to the training, the foreign body sensation somewhere in his body became more and more obvious, and the begonia on the back of his neck was extremely hot.He was urged by heat, and a thin sweat broke out.

"Student understands," Cang Lang said in a calm voice, "When this matter is over, I will clear up the entanglement with him, teacher, don't worry."

"what--"

The screams pierced through the dark night, and went up to the sky, followed by the wind and sneaked into someone's house, becoming the master's nightmare tonight.

The door opened, Feng Lin calmly stepped out of the cell, and threw a stack of papers to Yang Dazhi who was guarding outside: "The confessions are all here, call people, and immediately find out the whereabouts of the roster in his mouth."

He was very clean, almost blood-free, but there was a salty smell when he passed by. Yang Dazhi saw the incident through the open door.

"...!"

Yang Dazhi's stomach was churning, he suddenly turned around and supported the doorpost.It was the first time that he vomited violently in front of the jailer after being on the job for so long.

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Wolf cub: I am so happy, I want to kill someone???