The wind

The rainbow is broken and the Hengjiang River is broken, and the waning moon is towering in the sky.

Zhenjiang, prefect government office.

"Young Master." Wan Huaiyin* stepped into the room and called out to the person at the desk.

"I'm no longer a young master, why can't I change my words." Hearing Wan Huai's words, Yu Ruyi raised his head. After the fire, he had been working hard for the past few days, and he had less food and less water all day long. He has already lost most of his body, "Have you checked?"

"Yes." Wan Huai Yin Xun moved his fingers in front of Yu Ruyi, "The accounts were sent to Taobai Bank in Changzhou Prefecture."

"Taobai Bank?" Yu Ruyi originally thought that Wan Huaiyin would bring some good news, but when she learned of the place where the accounts of the Yang family were sent, she might as well destroy them.

Recently, because of the destruction of the Yang family, Yu Ruyi only felt that her own life was about to be killed—not to mention the warnings from the court, and the intricate network of relationships in Yang Daishan, as well as the hard-to-appease public opinion; What's even more frightening is the identities of Yang Jie and Lou Beiyin.

Although I don't know what His Majesty meant, but the court wanted to close the case with Wai Lang Lou Beiyin, a member of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, but Shen Qianhe refuted it before Yu Ruyi made any statement—the man said lazily, "" If one person can fight against a hundred people, why should we raise troops in the court?" This directly made the Minister of the Ministry of Justice almost lose his temper, and lost 20 years of his life on the spot.

It is no secret that officials and officials protect each other, but what Yang Daishan is involved in is multiplied. After careful investigation, everyone is suspicious, making it impossible for Yu Ruyi to start.That man has a bold heart, never rejects anyone who comes, and can do business anywhere, this is really similar to that rich man Li Peizhi from Taobai Bank.This also explains why Yang Daishan was willing to entrust the account to Li Dadao's family - the same spirit is like a grasshopper on a rope.

As for popular sentiment, there is no need to mention it. As soon as this incident happened, Zhenjiang became a turmoil, and Dantu became a so-called "ghost town".Yu Ruyi was already guilty of her own father's fault, but this time she moved the public, it was even more emotional.It has even been rumored that he turned black and white in this process, and did not know what to do.

Besides Yang Jie, apart from knowing the identity of his mother, he has no idea where Yang Jie has been or what he has done these years.

As for the former number one scholar Lang Lou Beiyin, strange to say, it has only been two years since the ranking was released, and when this person is mentioned again, everyone can barely mention it, as if saying that the existence of this person is indispensible*.I don't know if he was run on by his colleagues after becoming an official, or because he is a bitter man on the road, Yu Ruyi doesn't know.

What's even weirder is that no one knows exactly what they look like, and the two of them who have nothing to do with each other are always in a kind of ambiguous line.Under such a terrible coincidence, Yu Ruyi could hardly breathe and dared not think about it.

On the inside, Yu Ruyi tried her best to maintain the situation, on the outside, Mr. Shen, who seemed to be able to help, rarely replied since he and Gong Liangzhan went to Songjiang Mansion.

At this very moment, Yu Ruyi somewhat understands what her cousin Yu Shenghan was carrying.However, Yu Ruyi earlier was still young, indulged in the melodious songs of the Qing Dynasty and the downfall of Yushan all day long, and couldn't understand Yusheng's coldness at all.Facing the same situation, Yu Shenghan didn't mention it the first time, but now that it's him, he can't hold it anymore.

Every moment passed, the coffin board on the top of the head was pressed down an inch, Yu Ruyi tried to push it up, but was crushed into blood.

It's so cruel, I tried my best, but in the end I still ended up with nothing left.

After thinking about it in this way, Yu Ruyi's face became even more miserable, and she laughed at herself: her father designed his siblings for the benefit of the future, which led to the downfall of the Yu family's offshoots - except for her own family, the rest were all copied and killed. Of the remaining two heirs, one was castrated, and the other was almost killed when he was sent outside the domain.

It can be said that Feng Shui turns, and now it is my son's turn. If his father sees his situation in the sky, will he feel the word "retribution".

"Huaiyin, grind the ink."

Yu Ruyi took out a piece of plain paper and put it on the table. Over there, Wan Huaiyin opened the inkstone box and helped him polish the thick ink. Yu Ruyi dipped the pen in this box and wrote down a few words. After the ink was dry, Take the envelope of the letter paper, fold it and stuff it in.But after sealing it, Yu Ruyi hesitated, who should this letter be given to?

Can the prefect of Changzhou trust it?Can Shen Qianhe and Gong Liangzhe believe it?

Yu Ruyi shook her head and sighed secretly, how long had it been since she enjoyed a peaceful pillow and then slept until the sun was shining.

……

Speaking of the sweltering tunnel on the Songjiang side, the fire on the wall was swaying helplessly, but it seemed extremely lonely.

"The young master of sword casting has only forged two swords since he closed the mountain, the snow-treading sword and the plum-hunting sword." Gong Liangzhe said in a deep voice with Shen Qianhe, who had not yet recovered from his strength, "The snow-treading sword is broken, and the plum-hunting sword is here. I didn't know where to end up in the fire before..."

"Gongliang, do you answer me for everything I say?" Shen Qianhe asked without waiting for Gongliang to continue.

Gong Liangzan looked at Shen Qianhe for a while, and felt that he should not answer him at this moment, but he nodded his head anyway.

"You don't want to go, I'll go to the Flower Tower." Shen Qianhe still had his ashen face, and forced out a few words from his throat, "You go to Jinling, or wherever you go, and you must catch Amon. "

It was obvious that the person behind him froze and his breathing became heavy—it was the puzzlement and anger that he tried his best to suppress.

"Gongliang, don't you want to be nice to me? When you come back, I will accept you."

This is not what Gong Liangzhan wanted to hear. For a moment he seemed to lose the ability to speak, but his reason still made Gongliang Zan leave Shen Qianhe's body. He hates Qianqiu forever, and sees each other indefinitely.

"Let me explain to you a few points. Ameng inherited Zhujian Villa, and he will share equal shares with you. You should be careful. If it really endangers your safety...you can take his life." Seeing that Gong Liangzhang seemed to be persuaded, Shen Qianhe still confessed The rest of the words, did not notice the turmoil in Gong Liangzhan's heart at all, "And..."

In Shen Qianhe's exclamation, Gong Liang pulled him whole and faced him, not allowing Shen Qianhe to say any more, he lowered his head and gnawed on him.Gong Liangzhang's kiss was a bit too domineering, he kissed Shen Qianhe's lips, licked, sucked, sucked wantonly, stuck out his tongue, and swayed the river in his mouth.

How could Shen Qianhe be able to resist him like this, his whole body was instantly numb with heat, but it was a pity that he had no time to respond, and the frenzy stopped in the middle.

"Master Shen, take care." Gong Liangzhe hurriedly avoided Shen Qianhe's eyes, left this sentence, and turned to leave.

"Take care." Shen Qianhe blinked hard, forced himself to be calm, and waved at Gong Liangzhe's back, as if trying to dispel the haze of indeterminate separation and separation in front of him.

"I'm like him, but...you think it's weird?" When Gong Liang came out of the tunnel, Shen Qianhe's lips were still slightly swollen, and the corners of his mouth still had a hint of charm. He saw Zong Yuan looking sideways, so he asked.

"Ah no no, Brother Shen is worrying too much, Brother Shen is worrying too much." Zong Yuan shook the fan like that twice with a smile, but it became hotter and hotter, "My wife is also a man, there is nothing wrong with it. "

This made Shen Qianhe a little surprised, he raised his hand to wipe away the lingering breath of Gong Liangzhe on his lips, murmured, and continued walking forward.After some time, finally a black door to the sky appeared in front of my eyes.

Before recovering from Cai Gongliang's bad attitude just now, Shen Qianhe felt more and more depressed, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Zong, what is the difference between this Juhualou and other places?"

"It's different, but it's very different." Zong Yuan smiled, and at the same time he didn't know what to press on the door. The voice came from the front, and he couldn't hear the emotion, "Master Shen, do you know why Jiangshan Jade Doctor Li Xianyue Will it die?"

Shen Qianhe was taken aback for a moment, and the chill that had just been dispelled came back again. That's right, Gu Qinhuang didn't lie to himself, his reply letter was just a poem——

It should have been ten years ago. Due to the flooding in the south, a loyal official in the court suspected that someone was corrupt and diverted the funds that should have been repaired for the dam, which attracted several ensembles.Shen Qianhe naturally participated in this matter as one of the mainstays, but he accidentally brought half a piece of paper with him when he handed in the documents.

When the Ministry of Household Affairs submitted it on its behalf, Gu Qinhuangyuan, who was still a low-ranking official, noticed the suspicious red note. He thought it was something entrapped, but when he took it out, it turned out to be a half-line poem written by the most disgusted Mr. Shen. ——

Asuka was startled.

Gu Qinhuang immediately sneered, thinking how could this guy be so careless about things, but a few words still need half a piece of paper?So without hesitation, he picked up his pen and replied:

Violence disturbs the soul.

After Shen Qianhe received the crumpled paper, he felt it was very funny. He was just trying out the pen before writing, just wishing that the words would be easy to write. Who knew there would be such fussy people in this world.

After that, the two of them continued to do this kind of thing on and off for nearly ten years. At first, it was just a poem, and later they got involved in some mysteries.Shen Qianhe felt that this was for fun, but Gu Qinhuang thought it was an embarrassment.Seeing the difficult-to-eye-catching cursive script, Gu Qinhuang can always remind and spur himself not to be lazy, otherwise he will become a person like Shen Qianhe who can't be put on the table.

Back to the topic, the poem is nothing, but if it is disassembled as usual, what we get is the imperial tomb.

For the imperial mausoleum, what Gu Qinhuang was referring to was the late emperor.

And this information was enough to make Shen Qianhe's soul fly away last night, and his soul was scattered; that's why he took so long to read it, partly because he was afraid that the nightmare would strike again, and partly because of his hesitation.

This wavering is because of Gong Liangzhang.

Originally, I wanted to find a way to keep Gong Liang from following him, but now that what happened to Amon happened, Shen Qianhe took advantage of the situation and let him go out. As long as he leaves this place, he will be safe, no matter what happens to him afterwards , After all, it is better than dying with yourself.

"If heaven and earth can't give you the answer, then Juhualou can do it." Zong Yuan changed his voice and pushed the door in front of him, "Because this Juhualou does not gamble with cards, but with... human life."

The author has something to say: For the story of Wan Huaiyin and Yu Ruyi, please refer to my book "Qingqilong".

Impossible: dispensable.

赍恨: excited hèn, holding hatred.