Xiao Yu immediately glanced at Minglu, "What?"

Ming Lu pulled a wicked smile and raised his index finger to sway from side to side in front of his chest, "It's just that you can't say it!

It's just that before the words fell, he followed another cry of doubt, his eyes suddenly became as sharp as iron, he pointed to a sedan chair passing in front of him, and said softly: "Hey, isn't that Lu Jiuzheng?"

When Xiao Yu heard this, he immediately looked in the direction of Ming Lu's finger, and a cold smile surged under his warm and jade eyes, "That's right?" The voice was not as shocked as Ming Lu, as if he had already known something about this person who had died in the prison of the Criminal Department but suddenly appeared at this time.

Minglu nodded and said categorically: "It will never be wrong." But then there was a series of confusion, and he looked at Xiao Yu, "Your Highness, didn't he die in the prison of the Criminal Department?"

Xiao Yu let out a cold snort from the tip of his nose, "He is a living chess piece that Xiao Duo knocked down the prince, such a good chess piece, how could Xiao Duo be willing to let him really die." ”

Minglu suddenly gasped, and his face was shocked, "But ...... But the Ministry of Criminal Punishment reports to His Majesty......"

The corners of Xiao Yu's mouth brought a smile like frost.

"What is the report of the Criminal Department, the Criminal Department still doesn't listen to him!" Speaking of this, Xiao Yu only felt a turbid breath in his chest, "Now the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are cut into three parts like being cut into watermelons, Duan Wang Ye takes the largest share, Xiao Duo and Xiao Yi each take one point, how can anyone really be loyal to this court." Those who are upright and loyal are simply rare. ”

Minglu has always understood Xiao Yu's mind best, and knew that he hated this kind of party and personal matter the most, so he sighed in his heart and said, "Your Highness......" But if you want to persuade you, you don't know where to start.

This is the case, let him how to persuade.

Fortunately, Xiao Yu did not sink into it and couldn't extricate himself, and after sighing with emotion, he looked the same as before, and said: "Although Xiao Duo got the secret letter of the Duke Duan and Nanyue's fornication, he refused to report to his father for a long time. It's a good plan. ”

"Duan Wang Ye knew that things were stolen, but he didn't panic and feel uneasy like last time, and he didn't send someone to secretly investigate, who was doing it, it can be seen that what he was planning was a bigger ......" Looking at the layers of black clouds that gradually condensed overhead, Xiao Yu said coldly: "Some people want to stir up the sudden change in the situation in Kyoto, but this day is not to say that change can change!

In the last sentence, he said it extremely hard and solemnly, and in his slightly narrowed eyes, there was a surging cold light, which was indistinguishable from the gloom of the sky.

All the way back to the mansion, after Xiao Yu gave a few orders, he handed the file related to the bloody case of the Qibei Gusu family that he borrowed from Gu Yuqing to the secret agent.

The spy received the order and turned to leave.

At this time, the sky has been pressed by dark clouds, and from time to time there are lightning bolts overhead, and dazzling white light passes through the sky, illuminating the world in a miserable white.

Xiao Yu turned a wolf brush in his hand, staring at the sky outside, only a candle that was not bright was lit in the dim study, and he drowned in the wide chair, his expression was uncertain.

Knocking down the prince Duan, Xiao Duo wants to monopolize this credit, then it depends on whether he has the ability!

He won't steal his limelight, I'm afraid that Xiao Yi will be impatient!

……

Soon, the spy sent by Xiao Duo to the Hou Mansion of China sent back a piece of news that made Xiao Duo excited.

Gu Yuqing planned to report all the crimes committed by Prince Duan to His Majesty at the banquet where His Majesty invited the envoys of South Vietnam.

Hearing this, Xiao Duo's eyes immediately burst out with a dazzling luster like lightning.

The timing was simply wonderful! It coincided with him!

In front of all the guests, my father is such a good-faced person, and the so-called difficulty in riding a tiger is probably this reason.

Gu Yuqing, it's really not simple!

Her move can be described as a ruin, if she can't hit Duan Wang Ye with one blow, what awaits the Hou Mansion of China will be doomed.

It seems that she is completely sure.

Xiao Duo immediately geared up and ordered, and their plan would be launched at the same time.

Finally, after a sunny afternoon, the rain began again, crackling with bean-sized drops of hail the size of pigeon's eggs.

Those who had not yet had time to find shelter from the rain were hit by the sudden hail.

In Xiao Yi's mansion, Luo Zhisong, who was dressed in a stone blue robe, held a stone blue oil paper umbrella, standing in the courtyard with a white rain curtain in a daze, his shoes had already been soaked by the rain that overflowed his feet, but he didn't realize it.

An indescribable sadness welled up in his eyes, and the crackling sound of hail smashing umbrellas in his ears.

"Sir, such a big hail, this umbrella can't last long, if you want to enjoy the rain, you might as well stand under the porch. A little guy passed by Luo Zhisong's side and couldn't help but pause.

In recent days, Luo Zhisong has Xiao Yi's blue eyes, and those people in the house who are used to worshipping high and stepping on low have people who want to go his way, and when they meet Luo Zhisong, they speak very politely, shouting and asking for warmth, and smiling.

Luo Zhisong's long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyelids drooped slightly, hiding the sadness in his eyes, a smile on the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at the little guy, and said, "Let's go." ”

Holding the oil-paper umbrella in his hand that had been smashed by hail and had a broken keel, like a lonely soul, he floated in Xiao Yi's mansion and went straight to Xiao Yi's study.

Outside the study, he still put away the umbrella, unhurriedly straightened his robe, raised his hand and knocked on the door, not caring what kind of mark his wet shoes would leave on the marble floor of Xiao Yi's study.

It's as if everything has nothing to do with him.

Soon Xiao Yi's voice came from the house, Luo Zhisong pushed the door in, his wet shoes walked on the marble floor, making a sound of "chirp, chirp", Xiao Yi couldn't help frowning and looked at Luo Zhisong's feet, but Luo Zhisong looked calmly without any embarrassment or uneasiness, gave Xiao Yi a salute, and sat down where he had always sit.

"Why are Mr.'s shoes so wet?" I didn't expect Luo Zhisong to come over at this hour, and it was raining so heavily outside, Xiao Yi asked with concern, and at the same time instructed the little servant to bring a bowl of ginger and red date tea specially boiled for him in the kitchen.

Luo Zhisong was not shocked by the honor and disgrace on his face, and only smiled lightly and said: "It's raining heavily outside." ”

There was no superfluous explanation, and when the little servant held the tea cup, Luo Zhisong did not raise his glass and held it, his fluttering gaze swept across the red dates floating on the water in the bowl, and a cold light emitted from his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.