Chapter Eighty-Nine: Countering Violence with Violence

Today, Yanyu came to pick it up, it was already very weird, and when he came out, Yanyu slapped three palms, and waited for someone outside to respond, he opened the secret passage. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She followed Yanyu out of the secret passage, but saw that the guards outside were just servants who usually guarded the study, and when she looked around the study, it was empty.

She was a little surprised, "What about Master Hou?" ”

Yan Yu listened to her question, her face was heavy, and she sighed secretly, "Master Hou is not in good health, so he is resting in the bedroom at the moment." ”

When she heard this, she was silent for a moment, "Since you are sick, it will be the same to see me in two days." ”

Yan Yu smiled bitterly, "I naturally persuaded it, but Master Hou only threw me one sentence, today's matter, today's end." ”

Lu Qingli, whom she knows, is meticulous in his work and does not drag his feet, which is very much in line with his taste.

It's all here, are you still afraid to see it?

Lu Qingli's bedroom was behind the study, and she walked in with Yanyu, the layout of the room was similar to that of four years ago, and the rosewood side seat landscape screen blocked the bed.

There was a poem inscribed on this screen, and she still remembered that it was a poem by Li Taibai in the Tang Dynasty.

Whose jade flute flew darkly, scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles. In this nocturne, I smell the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden.

The corners of this screen are very round, and after years, the landscape has faded to the traces, and she can even faintly see the figure on the bed from this landscape ink painting.

Yan Yu spoke first, "Master Hou, the person has arrived." ”

The figure on the bed moved, sat up, "Let her in!" ”

Yan Yu answered, stretched out her left hand and asked her to cross the screen.

She walked in along Yanyu's left hand, and when her eyes touched the person on the bed, she saw that he was pale and had lost his blood, and only then did she realize how serious Yanyu was when he said that his body was not good.

She stood still, and the footsteps of Yanyu outside the screen sounded, and she actually walked away and went out.

Lu Qingli's gaze came over, and she bowed her head and avoided his gaze.

A deep voice began, "Say, what do you want to see me do?" ”

He got straight to the point, but she was dumbfounded, paused for a moment, and then spoke, "Master Hou has arranged all my retreats, so I naturally want to thank you in person." ”

For such a reason, Lu Qingli didn't believe it, even so, he didn't want to say more, "We just take what we need, and since you have nothing to do, go back!" ”

The correspondence between them is nothing more than two relationships, using and being used, master and servant, no matter which one, it is extremely difficult for Lu Qingli to be so pleasant.

Thinking of Fan Li, she gritted her teeth secretly, and said thoughtfully, "I have something I want to ask Master Hou for help." ”

Lu Qingli glanced at her and frowned impatiently, "What's the matter?" ”

She raised her head slightly and looked at Lu Qingli, "Since I entered Changle Mansion, I have been helped by someone, and now he is in prison, I am afraid that he will be worried about his life, I wonder if the Hou Ye can say a few kind words in front of His Majesty?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Qingli immediately guessed who it was.

He glanced at her, "You are thoughtful, you must be able to understand that Your Majesty will not let him go easily, I am just a down-and-out marquis now, and I can't help this matter." ”

Nowadays, the saint is very suspicious, and he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one person go, and it must be difficult for the saint to release people, and maybe he will drag the person who intercedes into the water together.

She naturally understands this truth, but Zhou Wu has really helped her a lot, and she can't really leave it alone.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and said softly, "I can exchange the retreat given by Master Hou." ”

When she finished speaking, she heard Lu Qingli chuckle, "I also gave you the way to retreat, how can you exchange it?" I don't take such a risk. ”

There was a coldness in his laughter, a precursor to anger.

She raised her head, her purple eyes focused, stared straight at his face, and said word by word, "If the Hou Ye can't speak well in front of His Majesty, he will definitely be able to hide it from the world, right?" ”

Lu Qingli put away the corners of his mouth, his face was as cold as white moonlight, and it seemed to be sprinkled with autumn frost, he said coldly, "Tell me what you know." ”

The hands in front of her subconsciously clenched up, and there was a thin layer of cold sweat in her palms, and she suddenly remembered that she begged for this matter, but once she opened the bow, there was no turning back.

Should she say it? said that she really sealed her retreat.

"Say." Lu Qingli snorted lightly, not allowing her to retreat again.

She blessed her body lightly, "A year ago, the Jianing county lord executed by the government was not the real Jianing county lord at all, and the Jianing county lord was cremated in the territory of Ting County, Changting County, more than ten days before the fake Jianing county lord was executed. ”

"Yanyu." Lu Qingli's face was cold, and he ordered Yanyu, who was guarding outside the door.

Yan Yu entered the door, bowed his head and said, "Master Hou." ”

Lu Qingli closed his eyes and only spit out three words, "Kill her." ”

She knew that Lu Qingli would not let her go easily, but she didn't expect him to directly let people kill her.

Yan Yu didn't know why, walked up to her, shook her head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Why did you make Hou Ye angry?" ”

She was silent, she had been wronged by years in prison, and she thought more than once in prison that if there was an afterlife, let them meet again, she would never rejoice in him again.

Lu Qingli looked at Yan Yu with cold eyes, "What's the matter, now you don't listen to my orders anymore?" ”

Yan Yu was slightly embarrassed, whispered a word of offense, and reached out to choke her throat.

She slapped Yanyu's hand away and said to Lu Qing, "Master Hou doesn't want to ask me how I know?" And I remember her last words. ”

Yan Yu didn't feel anything in the first half of the sentence, but after listening to the second half of the sentence, Yan Yu's pupils shrank, and she understood who the "she" in her mouth was, after all, there were not many people who could cause such a big reaction from Hou Ye.

Yan Yu was silent, probably nothing to do with him at this time.

Lu Qingli raised his head, and the green tendons clenched in the fist of the brocade quilt burst out, and the word "last words" deeply touched him.

He also dreamed back in the middle of the night about the people he missed, but the people in the dreams always looked at him with resentment, and refused to say a word to him.

If she had a last word, what would she say? I probably hate him to death.

He waved his hand and let Yanyu out.

He calmed down a little and looked at Su Fu, "You can tell me carefully." ”

She was calm, "Master Hou asked Song Ze to find out my identity, and naturally knew that I had been in the prison of Changting County, and the jailer was lazy, so he happened to put me in the only cell for female prisoners, which was the county lord of Jianing." ”

She paused, and then said, "Actually, I told Fan Shilang about this when Fan Shilang went to pick up the spirit, and I also said that the county lord of Jianing didn't have his hands, didn't Fan Shilang tell the Hou Ye?" ”

She looked at Lu Qingli with mockery in her eyes.

Lu Qingli was stunned, his heart was like a storm, he was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he didn't tell He Shouzhi carefully, he didn't think that He Shouzhi would be like this, no wonder Fan Qiu just left Tingzhou on the front foot, He Shouzhi lost his life.

If it was him, how could it be as simple as He Shouzhi just losing his life?

He was so angry that he couldn't help coughing violently, but at first, he couldn't stop, chasing people's lives.

She looked at it coldly, and every word was fine, "I haven't told you yet, those hands were cut off by her." (To be continued.) )