Song Yuan, who was walking in the criminal department, was in a hurry, and his robe was flying, showing that he was in a very unhappy mood at this time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The officials and officials who followed beside him were even more breathless and silent, but there were still some things that could not be avoided and asked for instructions.

"Then according to the meaning of the Chinese book, let someone bring Lord Liao back?" an official asked in a low voice.

Song Yuan said: "What if not? Shall I ask him to come back?

The official immediately responded by stepping back,

Another official stepped forward and said in a low voice: "That murderer Zhong Shisan is still on the spot or bring it back..."

Song Yuan stopped, twisted a few short whiskers, and said, "Bring it back, I want to meet this iron-clad Zhong family disciple in person." ”

The official breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The other suspects, as well as the people selected by Zongda..."

Song Yuan waved his hand and said: "The suspect is interrogated on the spot in Chang'an Mansion, and if it is a murderer, he will be killed, if not, he will be released, as for those women... Bad luck, don't want it, don't want it. ”

The officials responded in unison, watching Song Yuan walk out of the yamen and get into a black carriage, surrounded by guards, swords and spears with cold light, so that people avoided it when they saw it from afar.

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The streets of the capital are bustling and noisy, there are many pavilions and pavilions that are higher than the imperial city, sitting in them can overlook the entire capital, at this time watching the crowd on the street retreat like a tide, and the black carriage walking in it is particularly eye-catching.

"Lord Song's pomp is getting bigger and bigger..."

"This carriage is more and more like a shell..."

A low laugh spread through the room, overshadowing the voice of the singer Qin Niang, and the woman holding the qin looked out of the window with some curiosity, her eyes lingering on the black carriage, and with a pluck of the strings in her hand, a solemn ambush poured out from all sides.

There was a ripple in the crowd on the street, and the basket vendors, the old tea sellers on the street, the old women and girls who were shopping arm-in-arm, and the young men on horseback and mules surrounded the black convoy almost at the same time, and their hands flashed with cold and shining weapons.

The streets resounded with the sound of clinking weapons, followed by screams and blood splatters.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and the people in it did not react, and they happened to see it clearly, Qin Niang screamed, and the people in the hall also flocked to the window.

There was already a scuffle in the streets, some people fled, others threw themselves at the black carriage, like moths crashing into the large net unfurled by the red-clothed guards, some people spun and fell, and the next moment the heads of the people fell to the ground and their limbs were broken, and the blood was like mist in the daylight.

The black carriage stood quietly in the street, the coachman did not panic, and the big black horse sneezed quietly, as if all this was commonplace.

The sky is also blue, the sky is white, and under the bright sky, there are thieves attacking the officials of the dynasty, is this the capital at the feet of the Son of Heaven? People who came to the capital for the first time were stunned and trembled when they saw it.

The crowd on the street dispersed, and the attackers were more clearly visible, this is a gang of less than ten people, men, women, old and young, all dressed in different weapons and skills.

The old man and the old woman obviously didn't have any advanced skills, and smashed the basket tea table in his hand at the red-clothed guard, and the person rushed up, waving a big knife, and the next moment the red-clothed guard cut off his hands and feet, and rolled on the ground, but the screams did not stop them, and he hugged the legs and feet of the nearest guard and pulled them to the end.

Two young women unfolded a rope and surrounded the guards with a light jumping posture, although it looked like a rope, but after touching it, the guards' necks and shoulders flowed instantaneously, and it was as sharp as a sword.

Four or five guards caught up with the rope, and the long knives in their hands held the rope against it, and it spun like a windmill, and the two women were thrown into the air and struck the carriage, but before they could get up, the long swords in the hands of the guards who had been waiting for them nailed them to the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground, and the young faces were full of beauty.

Everything happened in an instant, and everything ended in an instant, the streets were covered with blood, the corpses were scattered, the soldiers and horses were pouring in the distance, and the red-clothed guards here brushed and put away their weapons.

"Alright. Let's go. There was an impatient voice in the carriage.

The coachman whipped his horse, and the big black carriage swayed forward, and the bodies of the two women leaning on the carriage fell to the ground, followed by the hooves of the red-clothed guards stepping on them.

“.. Has Lord Song been assassinated again?"

“.. Is there a living mouth?"

“.. Don't worry, my lord, we're here to catch the murderer..."

The chaotic greetings of the people of the Terracotta Division expressed that they saw Song Yuan's carriage moving forward, and Song Yuan didn't even show his face from beginning to end.

"More than half of the 365 days a year are ambushed and assassinated, and it has long been commonplace. A soldier muttered.

"How many enemies has Lord Song provoked. One soldier looked down at the corpse on the ground, "Such a persistent assassination." ”

This old woman and old man should be living for a long time, and this young man and woman should also enjoy life, why is it not good to live, and they have to die? There were too many things to figure out, the soldiers dispersed the crowd around them, collected the bodies of the dead, and tidied up the chaotic and bloody streets, the streets became noisy and noisy again, and the people watching the excitement by the windows of the restaurant were also relieved.

"Come, come, drink, drink. ”

"Qin Niang, Qin Niang, don't stop the pipa. ”

The hall was laughing and noisy again, and the qin lady lowered her head and plucked the strings, and ambushed Wujiang on all sides.

The sound of the piano and the sound of the piano in the luxurious hall were mixed, and suddenly the door was opened, and someone came in with a piece of paper.

“.. A good song.. A good poem just came out of the court... Listen to me, everybody. He exclaimed.

Everyone in the room stopped talking, and the harp girl pressed the strings.

“.. When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine... I don't know what year the Heavenly Palace Que is tonight..."

"Good words, good words, which Hanlin new work in the court?"

"No, it's a student in Chang'an Mansion... It's called Xue Qing..."

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"Xue Qing. ”

Hearing this shout, Xue Qing raised his head and saw Pei Yanzi coming over.

Chu Minghui and the others avoided a few steps.

Pei Yanzi said: "Is there a new work?"

Zhang Shuangtong shook his sleeves and wailed on the side, and said, "Young Master Yanzi, when is this coming, can you still make poems?"

Xue Qing also shook his head with a smile and said, "No." "Please sit with Pei Yanzi.

Pei Yanzi sat down to look at the scroll in front of her, compared to the other students in the hall, Xue Qing was still the most serious in reading.

Pei Yanzi said: "There are no more arrests outside." ”

From time to time, you can still hear the commotion outside, but no one is sent in.

Chu Minghui reclined on the ground and said lazily: "Maybe I can't fit it here." ”

As he was talking, several students were arguing and arguing, and some people were crying, which made the atmosphere in the hall even more depressed.

Because they have been locked up for a long time, everyone's hearts are a little restless, most of the students here are from rich backgrounds, they are used to fine clothes and food, they are locked up here for lack of food and clothing, they can't take a bath, and it is very inconvenient, not to mention being served by the little maidservants, many people have become irritable, and many people are faintly regretting what they have done, so there are more and more disputes and quarrels between words.

"What is learning?"

A calm voice sounded in the hall, and the students all looked over and saw Mr. Qingxia standing in the front hall, who had been locked up for a while, and everyone's description was a little embarrassed, but Mr. Qingxia's Confucian atmosphere did not decrease.

"Learn, know. ”

Mr. Qingxia walked with his hands and looked around at the students in the hall, as if he was lecturing a big lecture in social studies.

"Through learning, you will know this world, all things, and the truth. ”

The noisy students gradually quieted down, and everyone sat in all directions.

"You have raised a banner in this matter and said that reading is for the sake of heaven and earth, for the people, for the sake of the saints, for the sake of the saints, for the sake of eternal peace, then do you know how to establish the heart, establish the life, inherit the sacred learning, and open the peace?"

"Learn and know, know and know, learn all the time, know anywhere. ”

"You must be able to assist the king and the people, so that you can inherit the cause of peace, and you should have no fear or regret no matter when, where, and where you are. ”

Mr. Qingxia's voice echoed in the hall, and the original gloomy atmosphere was swept away, and the students either sat or stood and listened quietly.

Xue Qing sighed lightly and lowered his head.

Pei Yanzi said: "Do you think it's too good to arrest Mr. Qingxia in?"

Xue Qing smiled and said, "How can you be so disrespectful to Mr. With a solemn expression, "Mr. Qingxia really deserves to be a gentleman." When the students were about to be arrested, he was the first to stand up and tell Liao Cheng and others to arrest the students and arrest him first, of course, Liao Cheng would not pay attention to his warning, so they were all arrested, and looked at Pei Yanzi again, "Why did Young Master Yanzi come to do this?"

This is something that everyone has been very curious about since the beginning, but no one has asked Pei Yanzi directly.

Pei Yanzi sighed and said, "It's fun, I haven't been arrested in prison yet." He looked around again, with a little regret, "It's a pity that this is not a real prison." ”