The Laughing Usa of the Red Chamber

Du Ruoqing frowned slightly, took a few steps back, nodded and said, "My lord."

Ji Mingli stopped kicking Xue Pan for a long time, then slowly put his feet down, and turned to look at Du Ruoqing.

Du Ruoqing lowered her eyes slightly and said: "This matter should be handed over to the Wucheng Army Commander. It is inappropriate for the prince to abuse lynching."

The people from Wucheng Bingmasi had arrived long ago, but they were afraid of Xue Pan's power and did not dare to approach. Now that they heard the prince's move, they naturally stepped forward to salute respectfully.

"The last general of the Five Cities Army, Qi Zhiyuan..."

Ji Mingli waved his hand and said, "Let the idlers wait around."

Qi Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, but still gave orders.

A team of 40 patrol soldiers looked rather bluffing, and many ordinary people shrank their heads and retreated far away, and the voices of discussions gradually became inaudible.

It's been a long time since I saw him, and he has lost weight again, but his cold and haughty appearance has not changed.

Ji Mingli closed his eyes, and suddenly snorted and said with a smile: "This short-sighted thing bullied my darling yesterday, and if it dares to get under my eyes today, it would kill him...it deserves it, Du Do you have any opinions?"

Du Ruoqing paused, and said: "I don't dare to be an official, I am an official... Cao Min has already resigned from office, and I can't be a prince, Cao Min still has important things to do..."

Ji Mingli was slightly startled, and said with a light smile, "It's okay, I'm not doing your business, you go."

Du Ruoqing saluted, and without hesitation led Suyun in through the gate of Jinxiufang, and disappeared after turning a corner, but anyone could see how stiff his steps were.

Ji Mingli's face was calm, but his hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists.

Qi Zhiyuan looked hesitantly at the screaming guard on the ground and Xue Pan who was unconscious at Ji Mingli's feet, and said in a low voice, "I don't know how the lord is going to deal with this..."

Ji Mingli glanced at the carriage with the curtains tightly closed, and said with a sneer, "His cousin Jingui, this king's... Qiguan was raised in a rough way? This Xue Pan has coveted this king's person not once or twice, and he is a man Isn't it too much to despise the royal family?"

Qi Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to reply. The prince said that these people should be beaten if they should be beaten, and locked up if they should be locked up. He is a general in charge of patrolling, how can he know any laws and regulations?

Jia Baoyu, who was stunned in the car, woke up. The most common words that the elder sister used when admonishing the servants were... despising the royal family is a crime that implicates the three families!

No, no, the old ancestor had the emperor's iron edict... Jia Baoyu settled his mind, straightened his clothes, lifted the curtain and got out of the car, forced himself to salute calmly, and said, "Baoyu has seen the prince."

Ji Mingli recognized the Jia family's phoenix egg, and it's just a good time to save face for Jia Daishan's heirs, but this Xue Pan...huh!

Jia Baoyu saluted but did not see Ji Mingli yelling, his face flushed for a while, but he did not dare to raise his head, knelt down and said: "My lord, let me tell you, this incident was caused by... a grassroots man, that man bumped into a grassland man, uncle Brother, don't resent him for being rude, it's only when he speaks that he loses his sense of propriety."

Ji Mingli sneered and said, "Brother? Mr. Jia is very loyal, but I don't know where Mr. Jia was when Mr. Jia sent his concubine to this king six years ago?"

That matter was a secret in Jia Baoyu's heart, and now that Ji Mingli said it in front of everyone, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed, he opened his mouth, unable to say a word for a long time.

Ji Mingli ignored him, and said to Qi Zhiyuan, "These two men are attacking this king, so please tell Commander Qi to take care of you."

Qi Zhiyuan should be.

After all, he left without looking at Jia Baoyu's sudden pale face.

Qi Zhiyuan stood on the spot, scratched his head, and muttered in his heart, he is an official son after all, let his commander take care of him... so there is still life?

☆☆☆☆☆.

In a blink of an eye, on the remnant willows in the east city, the supervisor who had been idle for many days also became popular. Shen Yulin flicked the new tea with the lid of the cup, and sighed softly.

The new Deacon Zuo was also recommended by Du Ruoqing, Li Shizhou from the third-rank Imperial Academy, in his 40s, unknown, judging from the past few days of getting along, he is cautious.

Du Ruoqing really has a delicate heart. Knowing that he acts decisively, she specially found such a soft-tempered colleague for him.

The left deacon's official duties are not as complicated as those of the right deacon, but they are very complicated. After a few days like this, he is busier than the month before.

It's just that it's better to be busy, so as not to be upset.

Pressing the jade pendant on his heart, Shen Yulin sighed softly.

Some people and some things are precious only when they are away from them.

In this glorious life, he made up for a lot of regrets, gained a lot of sincerity, made every step of the way, and found success everywhere.On the contrary, he felt a little empty. The timing of Ji Qian's appearance was too good, and the timing of his confession was too good. Leaving aside his status, he was also tempted.

Mother treats him well because of blood ties, master treats him well because of the friendship between master and apprentice, Mingyin treats him well because he knows temperament and character...Only Ji Qian is because he is Shen Yulin.

Although these words are cold, they are true. If the body of his resurrection is not Jia Huan, his mother is Stranger. , those little bosom friends... so what?

His temperament is actually very similar to Ji Qian, cold into the bottom of his heart, proud into his bones, but countless lessons from previous lives made him slowly pick up the mask of a gentleman, but that person saw it at the first sight. bottom of his heart.

Shen Yulin was a born hypocrite, but he seldom pretended to be in front of him. Pride is pride, exhaustion is exhaustion. In Ji Qian's eyes, Shen Yulin is himself.

It's just that one day, when that person ascends to the Ninth Five-Year Plan and sits in the Sangong and Sixth Courtyard, what is he, Shen Yulin?

The emperor's sincerity is the most perishable thing.

The incense in the furnace was broken, and the lingering smoke curled up. Shen Yulin lowered her phoenix eyes, and suddenly remembered that the eldest princess was standing proudly in front of the Fengwei Hall in a red dress, and said to him: "Ji Langjun, I don't care what happens in the future, my heart Yuejun, I am willing to be married as a gentleman's wife, even if it is only a one-day relationship."

Shen Yulin blinked, but realized that a stream of tears had already wet his sleeves. It was ridiculous. After two lives, he didn't have the courage to indulge.

In the past I was not jealous of his rear affairs, just because he didn't care about it, but now he bit his tongue, how could he not be jealous?

The four beauties of the Jin Dynasty, a noble concubine of Emperor Wen, a noble concubine Feng Gui... and Emperor Wu Zhi Zhaoyi, Xuan Zhaoyi, who are twin beauties... With a beautiful appearance, she was recruited as a servant, later named Zhaoyi, Fengge had no heir, and the sixth palace had no concubine, only these two daughters for 30 years].

Reciting the history books in a low voice, there was only sourness in his mouth, Shen Yulin closed his eyes and laughed at himself.

You once said that life and death are inseparable, so is it possible to be alone with me?

"My lord, then Wang Ren...is making trouble again..." Liu Yijie pushed the door open, facing Shen Yulin's cold expression, his hurried steps froze, and his voice gradually died down.

Wang Ren's nine passes were full, he reported to the Minister of the Ministry of Officials to send him out, and he was heard by the Holy Majesty at the last court meeting.

Shen Yulin paused, raised his eyes and said indifferently: "Have you hurt someone?"

For some reason, seeing the calm and breezy appearance of the young man in official robes, Liu Yijie's mood slowly calmed down. He thought about it and said, "That's not true, it's just that this kid stood in the courtyard and said a lot of bad things about adults... , and even smashed things, saying that we would shut down our Supervisory Judiciary...Many newcomers were bluffed, after all, Prince Teng Wang is a close minister of the emperor."

Shen Yulin rubbed his forehead, frowned and said, "Where is Deacon Zuo?"

Liu Yijie carefully looked at Shen Yulin's expression, and said in a low voice: "Master Li is not feeling well, so he just issued a leave..."

Not only cautious, but also soft-boned, Shen Yulin chuckled, got up and brushed his sleeves, and said: "Let's go, go and have a look, I'm always sitting, and I'm a little tired."

Liu Yijie quickly agreed, Wang Ren is the son of a high-ranking official, if they play tricks, they have nothing to do.

There are usually few people walking around in the compound. Because of the spring rain the day before yesterday, there was a layer of green turf on the ground, and some scattered small wild flowers dotted it, which is quite poetic in early spring.

It's just that at this moment, people are surrounded by three layers of people, which ruined the good scene in vain.

"Fuck off with the Lord one by one! When the time comes, people will be too addicted to officials, and they will lie in the arms of men with twisted waists and ignore everything, leaving you a bunch of idiots to support the situation...Damn, Nan'an Palace, Beijing Palace... You have offended that brat, and you still have a way to survive?"

Wang Ren crossed his legs and sat on the grand teacher's chair with a proud face. A dozen or so guards in green clothes stood behind him, quite powerful.

Someone in the crowd snorted and said, "It's just a few Wangs with different surnames..."

Wang Ren stared, and said: "What about the king with a different surname? The king of Nan'an County is in charge of 20 soldiers... I am trying to persuade you with a few words of friendship in the past. Don't think that your prince will become prestigious after fighting a few battles. What the family is afraid of is..."

Shen Yulin listened to a few words under the eaves with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Wang Ren is a little weird.

Seeing his solemn expression, Liu Yijie couldn't help calling out: "My lord?"

Shen Yulin said: "Is he in the same shape as usual?"

Liu Yijie glanced at Wang Ren who was arrogant and complacent in the courtyard, shook his head, and sighed lowly: "In the past, although he was more arrogant, he was never so arrogant. Now, I'm afraid it's Mr. Wang who...will be promoted."

Shen Yulin pondered for a long time, then suddenly said: "Send me a note, I have something urgent to go home."

Liu Yijie was stunned, "My lord! What about this matter?"

Shen Yulin also glanced at Wang Ren, frowned and said, "Go find Commander Ma Siqi of the Five Cities, and imprison him for a few days. The charge...is to disrupt public affairs and incite people's hearts."

Only then did Liu Yijie realize that his family's background and contacts were unfathomable, even Wang Ziteng would not be able to reach him, so he respectfully agreed now.

It wasn't long after lunch, the sun was high and it was still early, there were few servants in his house, there was no housekeeper, and no one dared to ask anything.

Shen Yulin ordered Jinxiu to go to the pigeon house in the backyard to fetch a high-quality carrier pigeon, rolled up a note and put it away, fed it and let it fly.

This hidden line was given to him by Ji Qian to send him a private letter before his departure. The pigeons from Beiyi always come and go, but this time it is rare.

Shen Yulin curled his lips into a smile, and lowered his eyes to study the thick ink.