Broken Iron Clothes

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There were only two people left in the room, Yan Lingyong looked at the closed door, a little surprised: "Huaichuan, you..."

"I think Mr. Yan should have guessed who lived in Jiang's mansion even if he heard it from hearsay." Jiang Shiqing took a sip of hot tea, and then said, "What we touch is something that can be solved with money. , as long as the price can be afforded, the transaction can be done.”

Unexpectedly, he was so straightforward, Yan Lingyong opened his eyes slightly, and tentatively said: "It's not that I don't trust you, but if this matter leaks out, I will bear the death penalty."

Jiang Shiqing chuckled: "Young Master Yan, don't worry about leaking secrets. You have to bite your tongue and seal your mouth if you don't succeed. This is the rule."

Only two people were left in the space without distractions, Yan Lingyong almost forgot what was going on when he saw the man's face that became more and more charming after he smiled.If it weren't for Cen Yu's mess, he really wanted to push the person in front of him to the table to have a good time sooner or later.

Regardless of how much the tea in front of him had cooled, Yan Lingyong raised his head and drank it in one gulp, suppressing his desire a little, and told Jiang Shiqing about Cen Yu from the beginning to the end.

After listening, Jiang Shiqing asked: "What does Mr. Yan want to do?"

"Of course," Yan Lingyong's eyes flashed fiercely, "so that he will never be able to speak."

Jiang Shiqing was unmoved: "But he is in the prison department, even if he dies, he must die in a reasonable way."

What Jiang Shiqing said was not unreasonable, it would be strange if a person died in prison for no reason.Yan Lingyong thought for a moment, and said, "How about pretending to commit suicide in fear of crime?"

Jiang Shiqing shook his head: "If he committed suicide in fear of crime, and there is no evidence of conviction at the moment, if he does not plead guilty, he will not be punished. Why did Mr. Cen endure for so long and still find it difficult for himself?"

Yan Lingyong lost his patience and didn't want to think about it anymore, so he asked, "Then what should I do?"

"Song Shilang is trustworthy?" Jiang Shiqing asked.

Yan Lingyong nodded: "Creditable."

"Since it is credible, then give him a chance to make meritorious service."

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After Yan Lingyong's chariot and horses carried people away from Yue Tea House, Gu Nanxing lifted the curtain, walked out from the hiding place, and reached out to the money bag inlaid with gold thread on the table.

"Come to live? Do you need my brother to help?"

The sound of broken silver colliding was pleasant to the ear, Gu Nanxing put the money bag in his hand again, and said: "The deposit is all real gold and silver, and you can pay it back after the matter is completed. This Yan family is generous enough. .”

Jiang Shiqing said: "You have also taken on a lot of work outside in the past few days, and this matter should not be troubled by you."

Gu Nanxing put the purse away, sat down with his legs crossed, changed his smile just now, raised his face and said: "Huai Chuan, this matter can only be done with your head hanging, do you really want to get involved?"

Jiang Shiqing glanced at the money bag in front of him, pretending to be joking: "Then what can we do, money is always given face."

Gu Nanxing knew that money was just an excuse, but he really couldn't figure out what his purpose was to help Yan, so he asked: "By the way, Yan Lingyong doesn't look down-to-earth, and the way he looks at you is more lustful than seeing a beauty." , what is the benefit of helping him?"

Jiang Shiqing got up and straightened his crumpled clothes, saying, "It's not good, I just want to avenge some old grudges."

Gu Nanxing looked up at him and asked, "Why haven't I heard of the past between you and this person?"

"I didn't say that. But I didn't plan to tell anyone about today's matter. You just pretend you don't know about it." Jiang Shiqing was about to leave after speaking.

Gu Nanxing followed up and asked, "Then did you repay favor or resentment?"

Jiang Shiqing turned his head, showing a hesitant expression.

"you guess."

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Shiqing just said this and left.

Seeing Jiang Shiqing and Xu Guo walking downstairs, Gu Nanxing folded his arms and leaned against the door in thought. He met Jiang Shiqing for the first time when he was 17 years old, and Jiang Shiqing was only fifteen at that time. He didn't know about the older things about that person. Zhong Dingshan and Jiang Yu were not completely clear either.

When they were living in Crane Valley, Jiang Shiqing was often silent. He didn't mention the past and didn't talk about his thoughts. He usually practiced with Zhong Dingshan or studied in the room with Jiang Yu. Say nothing.The man's heart seemed to be very hard, only softened a little after picking up the fruit.

But since entering the city, Jiang Shiqing's contacts with others have become closer. Although it was to help Jiang Yu and the owner of the Yemen Villa who had never shown up, he always felt that everything Jiang Shiqing did was more or less related to him. Some of the past that has not been mentioned is related, but there is no way to know it.

Just thinking about it like this, he felt that Jiang Shiqing had died several times, and he always needed some reason to survive in order to survive.As for what those reasons are, he just doesn't want to say, after all, how many people in this Yemen Village have never died.

He lowered his head and sneered, looking for the smell of alcohol, he went to the street again.

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At night when the wind calmed down, the shadows of the trees drawn by the moonlight outside the palace walls were stretched slender, a pair of black boots rushed across the shadowed long street, and the flying knife fell from his hand and touched the ground with a crisp sound.

The guards turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw the blade lying on the ground alone. When they wanted to check whether there were other people around, a yell from the east led the guards all over.

After chasing after him, the guards saw Song Bing holding a knife standing on Jinlu Street, with a few flying knives scattered beside him, and a black shadow flashed quickly under the moon, fleeing in the direction of the jailer.

Song Bing was on duty tonight, and Jiang Shiqing carried a few throwing knives with him according to the memory of the night outside the city, and then avoided the people in Jiang's house and went to the Ministry of War alone.After confirming that Song Bing had moved the prepared corpse to the back wall of the Ministry of War, he put on the same night clothes and tied a face scarf and went to perform a play with Song Bing.

Taking advantage of the depth of the night, Jiang Shiqing relaxed his movements and quietly walked along the street to find the prison secretary. At this time, Song Bing followed Yan Lingyong's instructions and led the guards to the prison department.

"Song Bing, Minister of the Ministry of War," Song Bing lit up his card, and he wanted to call all the people on duty in the Prison Department tonight for questioning, "During the patrol tonight, the guards found a suspicious thief running towards the Ministry of Punishment. In order to prevent the adulterers from getting in, I also ask you to call everyone in the Criminal and Prison Department to take stock."

Although the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of War perform their own duties, the Department of Criminal Prisons is an official office under the Ministry of Punishment.Cui Cheng is not here tonight, and the chief prison officer, Prison Shi, is the leader. Song Bing is the Minister of the Ministry of War. Even Prison Shi has to salute him when he sees him, and everyone present has to be afraid of Song Bing regardless of their rank or official position. Besides, if this incident really caused trouble, no one can bear the responsibility, so they also listened to Song Bing's words, first reported the prison history, and then called everyone out, leaving only a few guards the jailer is in there.

There is a wall between the offices of the Department of Criminal Prisons and the Ministry of Criminal Justice. If there is any movement, the Ministry of Criminal Justice can immediately send people to the Department of Criminal Prisons for support.

Time was running out, and Jiang Shiqing didn't wait for the people to leave before sneaking in. When there were almost half of the people inside, he jumped up the wall and entered the prison department.

Cen Yu was imprisoned in a row of empty cells, and there were no other criminals around him, so it was convenient to use his hands.Not long after, Jiang Shiqing knocked out the guard and went to Cen Yu's cell door, took the steel needle from his waist and pointed at the hole to unlock it.

Seeing someone, Cen Yu stepped forward to hold the prison door, and asked, "You, are you—"

The needle moved in the slot, and with a soft sound, the lock cylinder was pushed out. Jiang Shiqing took the wide lock off the door, but still did not speak.

"Yan Youqian asked you to come?" Cen Yu felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he still didn't dare to confirm who it was through the mask.

"The prison door has been opened, please leave or not." Jiang Shiqing only said a word coldly.

Cen Yu looked at him cautiously, and suddenly reached out to grab the lock in his hand, but it was in vain.

The lock cylinder was held between Jiang Shiqing's fingers and turned, almost reaching Cen Yu's fingertips, but then brushed his gaze and returned to Jiang Shiqing.

Jiang Shiqing wanted him to not take his eyes off the cleat even for a moment, and then, as if teasing him, he broke the elusive thing into two before his eyes, and threw it at his feet.

Cen Yu squatted down anxiously to pick up the destroyed lock cylinder, and resentment filled his chest instantly.

Guangsuo has been destroyed, it is a foregone conclusion whether to go or not to go.

Cen Yu grabbed Jiang Shiqing, who was about to leave, and said harshly: "The door is open, staying here is an attempt to escape, going out is absconding in fear of crime, Yan Youqian is so heartless, what else do I have to survive?!"

Forced to stop, Jiang Shiqing's eyes turned cold, showing some imperceptible hatred.

He didn't turn his head to look at Cen Yu, but only stared ahead, and his mouth was faintly returned to him, with a slightly sarcastic tone: "You are the one who is willing to be someone else's stepping stone, who can blame you? Why don't you read it under the Nine Springs?" The surname is Yan, so I'm sure he can die with peace of mind."

Cen Yu was stunned, the broken lock cylinder fell from his hand, and a clear sound echoed alone.

If it was someone sent by Yan Youqian, why would there be hostility towards the Yan family in the words, Cen Yu felt uneasy.

"Who are you?" Cen Yu asked, reaching out to grab Jiang Shiqing's collar.

"The road in Huangquan is cold." Jiang Shiqing's eyes were full of frost, and he pulled the collar back from the man's hand with a chuckle, and said slowly, "Cen Xue is just leaving."

Meng Chen's past was startled, and a chill suddenly crept up his back. Several vague figures appeared in front of Cen Yu's eyes, and those people called "Cen Xuezheng" one by one, dragging him down with hatred, flattery, and contempt. .

Cen Yu didn't ask any more questions, he didn't need to mention his past when he was a student in the Imperial Academy.

At that time, it seemed that stepping on others to climb high branches was just an insignificant thing like raising a foot to kill a few ants, but he didn't expect that safety and danger would be exchanged, and now the person who became the ants under his feet was himself.

Cen Yu staggered, shaking his head and laughing at himself: "A fool is a fool, a fool is a fool—"

At the prison door, the man's hopes were completely shattered, he shook his chains and laughed wantonly, almost insane.

Jiang Shiqing stopped looking at him and turned to leave, but the man behind him opened the cell door and rushed forward.

"To die together—"

Cen Yu hung the iron chains that bound his hands around Jiang Shiqing's neck, intending to strangle him. Jiang Shiqing blocked him with his arms, raised his feet and hooked the iron chains on the feet of the man behind him. Cen Yu's feet were unsteady, and his hands After a little venting, Jiang Shiqing took the opportunity to pull out the iron chain locked around his throat, lowered his body and retreated, then pulled the chain and turned over to bring the person down.

There was a lot of commotion in the prison this time, the prison department was vigilant, and even the imperial guards guarding Lai Chang on the other side were holding their breath.

The sound of footsteps came from outside, Jiang Shiqing tightened his face scarf, and when he was about to leave, the man lying on the ground grabbed his left foot.

Cen Yu raised his head and laughed wildly: "Who would believe you are my accomplice?!"

Jiang Shiqing bent down, his eyes were filled with a frightening chill, but under the face scarf, the corners of his mouth were raised strangely.

"It's not impossible to kill each other if you don't agree with each other."

Cen Yu felt something was wrong, and before he could react, Jiang Shiqing broke his arm. With the crisp sound of bones breaking, Cen Yu screamed, and saw his right arm hanging by his side in a strange shape in a hurry. Even more dizzy.

Jiang Shiqing dumped the man, turned out of the aisle and bumped into the jailer and the guards head-on. He immediately repelled the flying blade, pushed his palm and wounded a guard in front of him, and then pulled out the man's knife, slashing all the way.

When they got to Song Bingna's side, the two pretended to fight a few times, and took advantage of the opportunity to fight outside the house.Before anyone could gather, Jiang Shiqing stepped on the eaves and led the jailer Shi and prison officials who had been chased away to the direction of the Ministry of War.

Cen Yu was lying on the ground with his head up and panting, and in a daze he saw Song Bing approaching with a knife, he laughed wildly, his voice trembling: "Song Shilang, Song Shilang is right—"

Song Bing picked up the man by his collar, looked at the man's eyes that were blinded by cold sweat, and asked, "What did I say?"

Cen Yu gasped in pain, took a moment to grit his teeth and said, "I'm stupid, you followed in my footsteps, and you're even more stupid."

After saying that, he crazily broke away from Song Bing, and shouted: "You and—uh..."

With the name still in his throat, Song Bing pinched the back of his neck and slammed the man's head against the wall.Cen Yu lost his breath on the spot and slid along the cold wall to the ground.

Song Bing put the unstained knife into the sheath with a cold face, turned his head and walked out of the aisle, and said to the guards who were waiting outside the door: "The prisoner, Cen Yu, committed suicide in fear of crime. Follow me to arrest the prison robber. If you encounter a thief, shoot and kill!"