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

This latest incident that happened in the suburbs of Beijing was sent to the imperial city in less than half an hour. "The second son gathered the slaves, massacred the officers and soldiers by the Guchao River, and raised his sword at Prince Yan who was out of the city to arrest the chaos. The youngest son of Dingxi General's Mansion led the three major battalions of soldiers and horses to take it down on the spot!"

The panicked words of the sentry were like sharp knives, cutting on the nerves that had gradually blunted with age, Gao Wujiu's ears buzzed until the huge shaking of the sedan chair dispelled the black haze in front of him, those old eyes Only then did the inside flood into the light again.

People hurried in and out of the abandoned house, the sharp edges were sheathed, and there were ruins and dead bodies everywhere.The troops of the three battalions stayed in place to take care of the aftermath, Gao Wujiu caught sight of his son curled up in the corner through the swaying figures.

Gao Zheng wrapped his head with a cloth indiscriminately, the blood on his left ear had gradually dried up and turned black, and flies landed on it, like salivating on a piece of stinking rotten meat.

Rubbing the knee-length dry grass with his robe, Gao Wujiu walked up to his son step by step, neither scolding nor comforting, his whole body was like a stone statue without sorrow or joy, fixedly looking at him.

"Father..." Gao Zheng raised his face, still holding the red sandalwood Buddha beads in his hand, his lips moved, he wanted to say something but gave up, he retracted one leg with difficulty, and knelt down on the ground.

"Where is the token of fatherhood?"

Gao Zheng's eyelids trembled slightly, he took out the iron plate engraved with the word "Gao" and held it over his head, his voice was like a mosquito: "It is the son who is useless and let the father down."

There are blood-stained Buddhist beads under the cold iron, as if there are many sins stacked on top of each other.Gao Wujiu's gesture of receiving the cards changed, and turned into a palm as a backdrop, and the other hand gently covered it, with the utmost affection.

"Zheng'er, my father has warned you a long time ago that being too sentimental is wronging yourself. You really shouldn't have let that woman go."

Gao Zheng looked straight at him, and burst into tears.Gao Wujiu also stared at his son with wide-eyed eyes, smiled, and when King Yan's relatives came towards him, he suddenly pulled back his hand, bringing the sharp sword light across the parents' and son's throats.

The poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, but what the Gao family has faced today is no longer the hunting of ordinary wild animals, but the siege of thunder and heaven.Gao Wujiu walks in the abyss, eliminates all anger including animal nature, and wants to be an evil god who looks down on the world.

Seeing this horrific scene, Chi Xiaoyu's stomach wall tightened, and he almost couldn't spit it out.Gao Wujiu leaned over to break the wall, held down his son who was still breathing, and moved the sword back and forth along the wound on the front of his neck.A large handful of blood was splashed on the snow-white beard, and the color was three points more blazing than the crimson brocade robe he wore for his birthday.

After many repetitions, Gao Wujiu gathered up a bunch of black hair with his hands covered in blood, and held the startled man's head in his hands.Their father and son were the most similar, but now, since no one can connect these two faces with relatives, it is more like the undead returning from hell, carrying his dead appearance, declaring war on the world of the sun.

"A rebellious son is high-minded, frivolous and reckless. He corrected his father internally to hoard and raise obscene monks, and externally used the shadow of his ancestors to bully his superiors. All kinds of illegal things are hard to describe."

Gao Wujiu's voice didn't fluctuate at all, it was stiller than a ditch of stagnant water outside the courtyard wall.He aimed at Feng Lin who came to the courtyard at some time, and said in a cold voice: "I know that there is no way to manage the family, and it is difficult to atone for my sins by killing a rebellious son. I hope that your Highness will punish me."

The whole court was shocked when the news that the second son of the Gao family intended to murder the prince came out.Before all the speculations could spread, a roster handed over to the palace overnight revealed the hidden story behind it, and then made it impossible to hide the filth under the solemnity of Hua Zang.

Using monks as the eyes and ears of party disputes, this behavior greatly angered Laoyan, who respects Buddhism.Introduced by the antecedents of the reclining Buddha weeping blood, for a while there were fierce discussions between the government and the public, and Emperor Longkang obeyed the will of the people and ordered a thorough investigation.

As soon as the imperial decree came out, the troops of the Zhenfu Division were divided into multiple groups, and the fake monks placed by the Gao family in temples and temples in various places were arrested and brought to justice according to the list.In view of the evil deeds of these monks, the folks call them "guitou mi".

"Such a huge information network, the Gao family alone may not be able to support it alone." Cang Lang thought for a while, and settled the corner of the chessboard with a black piece.

Bai Zi followed, and Hu Jingzhai stroked his beard and said, "Anyone who has anything to do with this matter, regardless of their rank, will be suspended for punishment. Regardless of the rest, there are no less than dozens of officials involved in the theft and sale of Dudu certificates."

"Crack", Heizi hangs up: "Gao Dang thinks it will be a lot of setbacks this time."

"It's a pity that the thief failed to capture the king." Bai Zi turned back, Hu Jingzhai stopped to drink tea, "This old man has been an official in the same dynasty as Gao Wujiu for many years, and I didn't realize that he still has such ambition. Do it." Jing Ke, treats his own son as Fan Yuqi."

Cang Lang kept his eyes on the chessboard for a moment, trying to see the way to break the game: "When he signed up to become an official, he probably wanted to retreat. finish him."

"It's hard to say," Hu Jingzhai knocked on the chessboard with her pincers, something flickered in her pupils, "Yingtianfu is the place where Gao's family flourished. It controls one side of the sea, and the wealthy merchants dominate the world. If it is true, let him go." Going back to the homeland is just to move the troubles of the confidant to the elbow and armpits, and then try to goug out the rotten sores, I am afraid that it will be too late."

"What do you mean, teacher?"

Three catastrophes in a row, the battle situation is indistinguishable.In the light smoke that filled the room, Hu Jingzhai's voice seemed to come from far away.

"Going to Kyoto here, the mountains are high and the water is dangerous, it is very common for some accidents to happen along the way. Forget it, you don't need to intervene in this kind of thing, as a teacher, I have my own plans."

Cang Lang lowered his eyes and answered "Yes", and wiped the chessboard with a flick of his sleeve, "Guitou Mi's report in the Qingyuan Dynasty caused many unjust cases. The teacher asked for a thorough investigation. Can the sage give the verdict? Brother Wan Shan's charges Is it also expected to be cleared?"

Hu Jingzhai was in a daze, and the sunspots fell into the white urn, like a painting with a little bit of ink splashed, nothing could be more disharmonious.

"Qianqing, listen to me, the Songjiang poetry case actually has something else hidden. In this world, there is a kind of crime that cannot be cleared, called the crime of innocence."

The whole night was full of thoughts, Cang Lang drank a few more glasses, walked along the street under the shadow, looked at the lights, candles and window papers, but none of the sorrows and joys related to him.

The four corner cornices are far away, and the blue bricks and black tiles are the regulations of the palace.He hasn't been back for a few days. Hu Jingzhai has a separate courtyard in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, which is regarded as his office, and he can also take a nap in his spare time.

Just after entering the door, Huai Ying, who was sleeping on the ground, tripped and staggered.

Cang Lang poked the wolf's head with his toe angrily, but he didn't wake up.I heard that General Wang has been following it recently, and he takes it to Shanglinyuan every now and then to chase dogs and chickens, and never return until night.

The major general was delighted. Gu Chaohe's achievement in capturing the thief not only ended his sister's bad relationship, but also made the sage feel that he owed their royal family. He ordered Wang Yunping to be the lord of Nanyang County and bestowed ten thousand hectares of fertile land.Therefore, the worries about food and grass that had plagued Dingxi for many years were easily resolved.

Walking through the corridors and courtyards, the Western chiming bells rang loudly, eight times in total.Yin and Yang, five elements, eight masters and new prosperity.

Through the window, Boss Yu's voice was even louder than before: "Surnamed Liao, do you want to drink this medicine? You must force me to feed it to you!"

After a while of coughing, Liao Wuji's voice was as gentle as water, but when he observed it carefully, it was rippling: "The medicine stone is bitter, but after passing through the beautiful woman's tongue, the taste can be diluted a little, I think it is feasible."

"...Liao, Wu, Ji!"

Cang Lang held his breath outside and shook his head, blue shirt and peacock flowers, blind eyes and heart, walked through the gate of hell, and his articulate words became more sharp than before, it seems that the emotional hurt is very thorough.

Just go all the way, go deep.A little heat suddenly appeared in his heart, and he saw that person.

Feng Lin sat under the tree, as if he knew he was going back tonight, but also as if he didn't know.The long hair was loose, but the pigtails were still tied, and the bright red agate was lightly covered with a thin layer of frost, which gave this man a vicissitudes of life.

Cang Lang suddenly recalled that in the past many late nights, the wolf cubs waited for him like this, with bright eyes and shadows, young and mature.

The drunk Qiu Taifu has no self-consciousness of being a teacher, he orders nine times obsessively, either yelling that he has a headache and asks Ah Lin to rub it for him, or pulls the cold hand that is cold no matter whether it is cold or hot, and presses it on his hair. Hot heart, euphemistically called "crossing your body temperature".

Whether it is true or not, once upon a time, he sincerely hoped that this rock-like young man would melt away the ice that had accumulated in his heart as soon as possible.

It may be the same now.

Cang Lang let Feng Lin take off his official robe, untied his hair tie, lowered his neck, and rubbed his temples: "Sir, you haven't returned for five days."

"You didn't bother to look for it." Jiu Jin melted his tongue, his eyes were soft and his words seemed to be reproachful.

Feng Lin raised his hand to wipe off the sweat from the forehead of his husband, only to find that there was another stream of heat that could not be wiped off no matter what.He stroked Cang Lang's lower back, calmly said, "Sir, he drank again tonight."

"Well, the Hu's family banquet couldn't stand the teacher's kindness, so I drank a few more glasses. Halfway through the banquet, my heart was burning like a fire."

Feng Lin's chest rose and fell, and he unbuttoned his clothes one by one with his fingertips, and he was still talking, "Master Shoufu has a heart of cherishing talents. I heard that there are plans to get closer. It's a pity."

Fingers deftly parted the breasts, and Canglang pressed against the slightly hard cold, the scarlet color became more intense: "What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that Ms. Hu's body is weak and slender, and she can't resist the Gu worm in Mr.'s body." He took half a step and pushed into Cang Lang's legs, and at the end of the sentence, he said with the strength that he was determined to win, "Mr. Only I can understand."

Late at night, the charcoal was icy and cold, and the waves couldn't bear it after a few strokes, and the whole person seemed to be ignited.

Feng Lin is very fierce, judging from his posture, he is asking for money with interest. At this time, he doesn't need to say anything to express his dissatisfaction. He only needs a powerful deep blow, which can make the neck of the husband flush, and make those eyes Eyes soaked in desire were filled with tears, and became extraordinarily aphrodisiac.

Cang Lang raised his neck and let out a breath, something slipped out of his half-opened collar—a two-finger-wide silver-edged leather belt, connected with a palm-sized square cork. You can see the fine dark lines of the thousands of waves washing tassels above.

Feng Lin went in and out of the imperial prison many times, but how could he fail to recognize that this is a shackle commonly used when punishing prisoners.

Ordinary shackles are mostly used to prevent prisoners from uttering bad words or biting their tongues to commit suicide during torture.However, the one he is holding in his hand is too delicate and cute, it is not suitable for those vicious prisoners, it is only suitable for Mr.'s fresh tongue.

"Does it look good?" Cang Lang didn't see the panic of the secret being exposed at all, and smiled, "The spike is too hard, change to this next time."

This scene is too powerful.

Feng Lin propped up his arms, pinched Zheng Canglang's chin almost crazily, and hid his uneasiness tightly, "If it wasn't for the outbreak of love, sir would not come back tonight, right? Could it be that the sir's kindness is really towards the chief assistant and your son-in-law?" Did you move your mind?"

Cang Lang kissed next to each other, trembling violently after a jolt.He found Feng Lin's hand, pulled it to his lips, lowered his eyes and bit it lightly, leaving extremely shallow tooth marks, "Won't the wolf cub become even crazier without me watching by his side."

Feng Lin didn't answer, her eyes became darker as they met each other.

With a sigh in Cang Lang's throat, he took the initiative to wrap his arms around the back of Feng Lin's neck.

The world is dirty tonight, the two of them who are not innocent are biting each other, Cang Lang suddenly feels that this is also a kind of dependence.

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