After a few breaths, as the door opened, Lin jumped away and came back.
He glanced at Zhou Miaotong, who was sitting quietly at the table, opened the cabinet in the outer room, lit a lamp, brought it to the wooden table in the bedroom, and fixed the rice paper next to it with a ruler.
Without saying anything else, Miaotong walked over and took the inkstone placed in the corner to gently grind the ink inside.
"Ms. sir, it's so late, why don't you rest?"
"Don't you like Yu Shinan's regular script? How about we continue practicing today?"
"Um."
Miaotong pushed the ground ink over, picked a langhao pen from the pen holder and walked to the wooden case.
Lin Yue held her in his arms, held her hand holding the pen, floated it in the inkstone, brought it to the rice paper, and while gently applying force, he said: "Yu Shinan's calligraphy is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and the strokes are round and harmonious. You have the spirit of a chief, and you copied Wang Xizhi's calligraphy when you were a child. There is some understanding between the two, so it shouldn't be difficult to learn."
"Yes." Miaotong followed his guidance, moved her wrist slowly, and wrote a poem on the rice paper.
As the last period came to a successful end, she put down the brush and picked up the rice paper to look at it.
"The new cracks are all in their original state, and they are as bright as frost and snow."
"Cut it into a silk fan, which looks like a bright moon."
"When you go in and out of your arms, you are shaken by the breeze."
"I'm always afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will overtake the heat."
"Throw away the donation box and put it in the basket, and the way of kindness is gone."
After reading the poem, Miaotong looked at him curiously: "Ms. sir, this should be a poem by Ban Jieyu of the Han Dynasty. Why do you think of writing her "Song of Resentment" today?"
Lin Yue looked out the window and said: "Snow is floating in the night, winter is coming, I just feel it."
Zhou Miaotong leaned into his arms, holding his hand and clasping their fingers tightly.
The fart made him feel it.
Yan Yanbin knew very well that the palace resentment poem that this bastard wrote while holding Miao Tong's hand was definitely not inspired by the weather, it was clearly written for him.
This poem talks about the role of the round fan after autumn, and will be abandoned and thrown into the bamboo box, and the past kindness will be ended halfway. Isn't it talking about his status in Miaotong's mind?
This dead eunuch is so hateful and bullying. The key is that he can curse people with rubbish without using any curse words. Not only does he not use any curse words, he can also recite a good poem, write well, and spread a handful of good dog food.
Yan Yanbin was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. In this situation, he could only call him a eunuch ten thousand times to relieve his inner depression, telling himself that he still had a sense of superiority in front of him, at least he was a complete man.
Lin Yue opened the window a little, and the two of them looked out the window and said a few words. He took Miaotong's hand and walked to the bedside, saying, "Madam, do you know? Today is my birthday. "
"We have been married for nearly half a year, but Miaotong doesn't know the birthday of her husband..."
Of course this is not the truth, but it doesn't matter, whatever day he says it will be that day.
"It doesn't matter." Lin Yue patted her hand and said, "Actually, I have wanted something for a long time over the years."
Miaotong looked up at him and asked softly: "What does your husband want?"
"you."
She remembered what he had said before, about his admiration for her when he was young.
"My lord, hasn't Miaotong been yours a long time ago? Why are you saying such things now?"
Lin Yue shook his head: "It's different."
"What's different?"
"You'll find out later."
The voice fell, followed by the sound of undressing and undressing.
…
After a stick of incense.
I'm going to kill you, damn fake eunuch, fake eunuch!
Yan Yanbin collapsed. The man surnamed Lin made him watch his beloved woman sleeping with his love rival and his enemy. This was the most powerful counterattack against his sense of superiority as a complete man. He had been sent to prison, but he already considered death as home. However, Lin San's harm to him far exceeded death. How many times did he imagine that he died with ridicule next to Lin San, because even if he died, a eunuch would not be able to get Miaotong's body. Based on this, Lin San You will always be a loser in front of him.
But at this moment, every second under the bed is torture.
He has never seen a guy as vicious as Lin San in all his life.
Vicious?
maybe.
From Lin Yue's point of view, it was quite satisfying, not only because of revenge against his enemies, but also because just now, the system once again reminded him that the side mission was completed, +1CM, and the current value was fifteen.
Even if the mission ends here, the result can be regarded as a blessing. After all, ordinary people don't get this kind of treatment, right?
…
The next morning, Lin Yue drank the shredded pork porridge made by Miaotong himself and ate half a bowl of egg custard. The two of them stayed on the bed for half an hour before finding an excuse to send her away, leaving the bottom of the bed ashes. Yan Gongzi was pulled out and knocked unconscious, and he was taken to Yunqi Slope in the north of the city.
He did not kill him, but cut the hemp rope after waking him up and took off the rag that was used to gag him.
"you're free."
He said he was free.
Is he free? If he survives, what happened last night will torture him for the rest of his life. And it is impossible to seek revenge, not only because he is now a mute whose throat was burned by poison and one of his hands was broken, but also because he is a rebel. Not to mention that no one will believe his accusation against Lin San. As long as he goes to the yamen gate As soon as he got together, what was waiting for him was beheading.
Lin Yue ignored Yan Yanbin's changing expression and turned around to walk down the mountain. However, before he had gone a hundred meters, he heard a thud behind him.
Turning his face, Yan Yanbin hit his head on the stone where Ding Chong once sat and played the flute, and died.
"I won't even give you a chance to survive. You're crazy."
Lin Yuechong raised his middle finger behind him and continued walking down the mountain.
An hour later, he changed into Zhou Tai's identity and met the three brothers Lu Jianxing, Shen Lian, and Jin Yichuan at Shilipo in the south of the city. He helped them choose a relatively safe route to escape south. He returned to the city at noon and went to Zhao Zhao as soon as possible. He went to jail and asked the jailer why he didn't send the person to the Justice Department last night, and then "knew" what happened last night. Now the Jin Yiwei is searching the whole city for Yan Bin and his accomplices.
After coming out of the imperial prison, Lin Yue went straight to the Forbidden City. After reporting to the internal officials on duty, he met Chongzhen in the Qianqing Palace.
"You said you have something to report, tell it."
Lin Yue glanced at Chongzhen who had big dark circles under his eyes behind the desk, and cursed in his heart that he was working in vain.
"Your Majesty, after the Yan Mansion incident, I became more and more suspicious of the identity of the corpse, and ordered my men to keep an eye on Lu Jianxing. Yesterday evening, Lu Jianxing was attacked at home. Fortunately, I arrived with soldiers from the Five Cities Military and Horse Division and killed the man. A group of masked men. That night, I went to the imperial prison to interrogate the rebel Yan Bin, and the jailer took him to the Ministry of Punishment to confront Wei Ting. Unexpectedly, Yan Yan Bin was rescued on the way to escort. This morning, I first went to Lu Jianxing’s house. However, it was discovered that Lu Baihu disappeared after knocking out the soldiers arranged by Chen. His mother and wife were also missing. I went to General Banner Shen Lian and Xiaoqi Jin Yichuan and found that they were not at home either. According to the scene Judging from the situation, it seems that when Lu Jianxing's home was attacked, the two of them were also hunted down. I don't know whether they are dead or alive, but they are missing."
Zhu Youjian frowned and said, "Is there such a thing?"
"Your Majesty, I feel that...the coffin was opened for autopsy today, and the three brothers of Jinyiwei were attacked yesterday. It seems that someone wants to kill them and silence them."
"What exactly do you want to say?"
"I suspect that... Wei Zhongxian is not dead, and the charred corpse is a fake. Because I and Han Shoufu decided to conduct an autopsy, some people were worried that the matter would be exposed and implicated themselves, so they wanted the three Jin Yiwei brothers dead."
Although he was mentally prepared, Zhu Youjian was furious when he heard these words: "What a courageous dog, how dare you do something small under my nose."
Lin Yuexin said it doesn't matter. The civil servants have united to punish you. Isn't there nothing you can do? What is good for them is that they are very active in execution. What is not good for them is soft resistance and inaction one by one. The farmers below have no channel to express their opinions. You don’t know whether they are living a miserable life or not. This is such a bad administrative environment. , If you don’t finish the Zhu family, who will finish it?
"Your Majesty, the three Jin Yiwei brothers are missing. Even if the burnt corpse is found to be fake, I'm afraid...it will be difficult to continue to pursue the case of Wei Zhongxian."
Zhu Youjian frowned: "Are you complaining to me?"
"I don't dare." Lin Yue said: "According to the previous case handling procedures, in the face of this situation, the best countermeasure is to issue a notice to arrest the three Jin Yiwei. If they are still alive, there is a possibility of catching them. If they have already He died and his body was buried deep in the mountains and forests, so... I'm afraid it can only become an unsolved case."
Zhu Youjian took a deep breath and his face softened slightly. At this point, he also knew that anger and impatience were useless.
At this moment, Lin Yue glanced around and said seriously: "Your Majesty, I have a plan that may improve the current situation."
Zhu Youjian said: "Speak."
