Dugong is polite, Xiaosheng can't stand it

He has to wait and wait, the scholar hasn't arrived yet.

In the fog, a person came faintly, and his hands behind his back were clenched tightly. It was a scholar. Xue Yu could tell at a glance that the figure of the scholar, even if he was far away, Xue Yu could recognize him at a glance. The scholar's old clothes that have been washed white, the one that the scholar once borrowed from him.

Xue Yu smiled bitterly, he didn't wait that time, at least this time he got the person he was waiting for.

The scholar stopped suddenly when he walked closer to him, and looked up and down Xue Yu with calm eyes. His clothes were much darker than usual, but such plain clothes made Xue Yu stand out even more. that face.

However, Xue Yu looked at the scholar with obscure eyes, and there was a faint layer of fog between them, but this layer of fog was like mountains, rivers and seas, separating them into the ends of the earth.

Before the scholar could speak, he stretched out his hand and asked, "Are you still leaving?"

The hope in Xue Yu's eyes has not been completely extinguished, as long as the scholar said to leave, he would take him away, leaving regardless of the consequences, as long as the scholar said to leave.

The scholar looked at his hand, the distance between them was only a hand raised by the scholar, but the scholar didn't move, just glanced away, and turned to staring at Xue Yu with questioning eyes.

"Master Xue should be on the way to escort the tribute back to Beijing, but he appeared at Tongxia Pass at this time. What is the crime of leaving his post without authorization?"

The scholar still maintained his usual negligent attitude, even though he was smiling half a smile when dealing with the prisoners, there was no half-joke in his tone.

The hidden guards who suddenly appeared at the city gate surrounded Xue Yu, and Xue Yu's hand finally dropped slowly, accompanied by his disappointment at the result of waiting.

He didn't resist, there was a crisp sound when the iron cuffs locked his hands and feet, and when they passed by, Xue Yu never looked at the scholar again.

With Xue Yu's skills, there is no need to be arrested, whether to be arrested or not, the only reason is that Xue Yu, before the scholar, never thought of leaving, after the scholar, he wanted to leave, but the scholar himself broke the thought .

Blessed by heaven, my emperor's decree said that Xue Yu, the governor of Dongchang, ignored the laws of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, failed to escort the tribute, neglected his duties, and dealt with according to the rules.

An imperial decree drove Dongchang into the bottom of the valley, and many people in the court secretly cheered.

Prison——

The ruthless governor of Dongchang who used to kill and kill countless people is a thorn in the side of countless people, but now he is locked in a prison. Once he loses power, everyone will push the wall down.

The East Factory was temporarily closed, and Xue Yu was put in prison.

The dull sound of the whip was so insignificant in the crowded cell, but the scholar heard it the moment he stepped into the cell door. It was a lynching, a lynching that bribed the jailer.

The hand protruding from the bars of the cell on both sides, the prisoner's abuse and grievances were all ignored by the scholar, and the scholar walked straight forward, walking into the depths of the cell.

In that cell, Xue Yu's light-colored clothes had already been dyed dark red, and his whole body was covered with traces of execution. Every scar was torn apart and dripping with blood, and his whole body had been tortured out of shape.

Xue Yu's gaze was indifferent, and the executioners also looked at him indifferently. There is no lack of possibility that these jailers were bought by someone who hated him to the bone. After all, he was Xue Yu, the governor of the East Factory.

The scholar did not know when he entered the prison, and he was watching from a distance outside the cell. Xue Yu caught a glimpse of the scholar at the last moment before losing consciousness.

"Master Zhao." Seeing the scholar coming here, the jailer only replied one sentence, but the whip in his hand never stopped.

Lynching is an unwritten rule in prison, a rule that can be easily bought with money and power, so no one would care about anyone.

"Put him down." The scholar stepped into the cell and waved his hand to let the jailer put him down.

The jailer took a look at the scholar, but still loosened the chains that hung Xue Yu.

Xue Yu had already fallen to the cold ground under the Xingjiao. He barely opened his eyes, only to feel a blur in front of his eyes, but what he saw was the dusty ground. What he felt was that everything in front of him began to spin. .

Xue Yu's fingers moved slightly, what they saw was Xue Yu standing up covered in blood.

The iron chains that bound Xue Yu's hands and feet collided, causing him to fall precariously, but he still stood still.

The most severe punishment is the prison sentence in Dongchang. How can people who have come out of the killing be afraid of severe punishment.

He raised his hand and yanked the scholar towards him. The jailer panicked for a while, but he had no choice but to back down when the scholar said to back down.

He tightly grasped the scholar with bloody hands, his collar was scratched with blood marks, and the scholar was dragged in front of him.

As long as Xue Yu wants the scholar to live or die, all he needs to do is put his hand on the scholar's neck and squeeze gently.

However, his share of pain really disappointed him, disappointed?Not only disappointment, but also pain, more painful than cutting out the bottom of a heart-betrayal.

Xue Yu has never been afraid of betrayal, because he has never trusted anyone, so how can there be betrayal, except for him—except for the scholar, he gave it, but this is what he got back.

Xue Yu said word by word in the scholar's ear, to the scholar who betrayed and deceived him, that sentence made the scholar stunned.

Being tightly gripped by the collar made the scholar have difficulty breathing, the scholar's throat moved up and down, calmed down, stretched out his hand, and put it on Xue Yu's hand, Xue Yu's hand was very cold, really cold.

The scholar took his hands off his collar little by little, and said, "Xiaosheng wait."

(47) reason

A month ago, after the Qixi Festival.

The scholar was in a good mood after the Qixi Festival. After all, there was someone who promised to spend every festival with him, and I heard from Xiaosi that Xue Yu spent the night in the mansion on the Qixi Festival to take care of the drunk scholar, not so much to take care of the drunken scholar. A drunken scholar might as well be said to stop a drunken scholar.

Although the process was a bit difficult for the scholar to face, but this time the result was the same, which made the scholar happy.

Anyway, the scholar’s ​​mood these days is sunny, very good, except for today, this morning, the corrupt officials have not been eliminated, the scholar has filled himself in, the emperor gave the scholar’s ​​position in a fit of anger, and let The scholar shuts himself behind closed doors in the mansion and thinks about his mistakes.

The scholar returned to the mansion and pulled off his official uniform, flicked his official boots, and walked in, shaking his head and tail.

Still shutting the door and thinking about the past, the scholar forgot that he was still a scholar when he thought of this, and lowered his head to the door and poohed: "What are you thinking about! Xiaosheng doesn't, why don't!"

Xiao Si packed up the clothes and shoes that the scholar threw and kicked, and seeing that his lord was not happy, he asked, "What's wrong, lord?"

What's wrong?He was actually surrounded by a group of corrupt officials. The scholar couldn't stand the result. If he was careless, he would lose to those people!

After this incident, the scholar was very angry. He was dismissed from office, and Gao You suffered a little because of it. Those treacherous officials had to deal with them with some treacherous means!It should definitely be killed in its infancy, and it must not be given the slightest chance to breathe.

The scholar was so angry that he patted the table in front of the hall and shouted at him, the tea in the tea cup was shaken out, and the scholar was scalded by the overflowing tea, his face was wrinkled and he shook his arms.

"What are you doing?" Xue Yu saw the scholar shaking his arms on the spot as soon as he entered the door.

The scholar hurriedly wiped his hands clean, held the teacup in place, waved his hand and said, "Stop, Xiaosheng accidentally knocked over the teacup."

It's not that Xue Yu hadn't heard about the incident in the early court. The scholar and the seventeen princes were fighting corruption, but those corrupt officials united and bit him back. The scholar was dismissed because of this, presumably because of this just now.

He laughed and asked the scholar: "Don't you think being an official is too tiring, don't you just take a rest now."

"Xiaosheng just doesn't want to rest now."

The scholar drooped his head, holding the folding fan in his hand, and flipping it again and again, it could be seen that the scholar was not in a good mood. Xue Yu was a little surprised that the scholar who had never paid attention to fame and fortune suddenly grabbed his official position and would not let it go.

However, the appearance of the scholar secretly gritting his teeth and refusing to admit defeat is not the slightest bit of scholarly demeanor. Xue Yu used this to laugh at the scholar, but the scholar did not deny it, and his mind was full of the matter of being dismissed from office.

boom!The scholar only felt a pain in the head, a pain in the head, he held his forehead that was hit, and looked at Xue Yu timidly, he had already been dismissed from office, and now he didn't get any comfort, let alone that he was hit in the head.

The scholar clutched his forehead and turned around in the other direction, flung off the fan proudly, and fanned himself, as if wanting to blow away his anger.

Xue Yu naturally knows what kind of temper a scholar has, and that of a scholar can be called temper, but in the words of a scholar, it is called being able to bend and stretch.

Xue Yu said unhurriedly: "The governor has a list in his hand, which has something to do with this matter, but..."

Before he finished speaking, the scholar turned around suddenly, his gloomy face suddenly cleared up, and he approached Xue Yu with a smile, that is to say, can this scholar be called tempered?It's almost the same as being dead skinny.

"Master Xue, you see that it is not easy for you and Xiaosheng to be an official in the same dynasty..."

Before the scholar finished speaking, Xue Yu took the folding fan from the scholar's hand, covered the scholar's face, pushed him back, and smiled softly: "I'm afraid I'm confused, I remember you today. Being dismissed as an official is no longer considered an official in the same dynasty."

"What's the matter, the result will be the same when the Xiaosheng officer is reinstated." The scholar said with a big wave of his hand, and said, the scholar moved forward again, and continued to say with a shy face, "Master Xue, if you think about it, everything will be fine." Once you become an official, naturally it is better to work with someone who is pleasing to the eye, do you think Xiaosheng is pleasing to the eye? Be pleasing to the eye."

The scholar asked and answered by himself there, causing Xue Yu to smile helplessly: "Who said that the governor thinks you are pleasing to the eye?"

"Xiaosheng is not stupid, you