"The subordinates were incompetent and failed to send Na Du Liang to death row......"

Su Li turned around neatly and knelt in front of Su Zhiyu.

Fang had just seen the young master's ability, and he couldn't help but tremble.

With a few words, the young master made Du Liang change from a villain who intended to seize his niece's family property to a supervillain who wanted to kill his niece and seize the family property.

also made up a statement for Du Xiaoniang on the spot, the young master is really terrible......

"Death row?" Su Zhiyu hurriedly shook his hand, "You misunderstood, although Du Liang is not right-minded, he will not die for his crimes." If he really intends to kill Ruonan, I will send him to death or life. ”

"I just scared him," Su Zhiyu came from a society governed by the rule of law, and did not treat human life as a mustard, "Of course, it is also for the sake of Quan Ruonan's reputation." ”

In fact, sending Du Liang to prison is really a one-and-done method, which can save a lot of incidents.

They can also do it easily: as soon as Lin Ruofan heard that Su Zhiyu was a relative of the prime minister, he directly treated Su Zhiyu as his father, and treated Su Zhiyu respectfully and politely.

"Du Liang was really put on death row, and the people would not think that Du Liang was convicted according to the law, they would understand that Du Ruonan forced Du Liang to death."

The notion of a dynastic blood clan is too strong. If Du Ruonan insisted on questioning Du Liang, and in the end, Du Liang was executed by the government according to law because she sued the official - others will sigh at Du Ruonan's iron-fisted methods, and they will also secretly comment on her cold-heartedness.

It is a dynasty in which reason is greater than law.

"The young master is right, and now that Miss Du chooses to back down and spare Du Liang, the people will praise Miss Du for her magnanimity and kindness."

Su Li understood and nodded.

Young master, he is really thoughtful for Miss Du.

"Yes, yes, you can teach." Su Zhiyu glanced at Su Li with relief: It's not too stupid, it's saved.

"Young master, after this is over, shouldn't we ......" Su Li began to blow the horn of going home again.

"Thank you." Su Zhiyu looked at Su Li with a sincere look in his eyes, "Although I still don't believe everything you say." ”

"It's not your fault. It's my own reason, I have amnesia, so you say who I am, who you say you are, I don't have any real feeling. ”

Su Li opened his mouth, wanted to say something, and finally gave up.

"The identity of a relative of the Prime Minister's Mansion is really easy to use," Su Zhiyu touched his chin, recalling the county order, which is about the same as the mayor, and was respectful to himself, "But whether it is the prime minister's nephew or the prime minister's son, others are afraid of me, not afraid of me, but afraid of my father." ”

"Su Li. I really don't remember, I don't remember, it's just that 'Dad' doesn't mean anything to me. ”

"I can't take full advantage of being the prime minister's son, but I don't treat him as a father in my heart."

Su Li's heart ached, and he clenched his fists: Could it be that the young master knows about it......

"The reason why I am honest with you is because I am grateful to you, thank you for helping me, if it weren't for you, Ruonan and I would probably have to escape from prison and fall into the grass."

"Life is good now. Maybe one day I will change my mind and go back to be the prime minister's son, but until then, I hope you don't reveal my identity to others. Especially Ruonan. ”

"Ah yes, don't pretend to be lame, Uncle, there are not many people in this courtyard who haven't seen you work lightly."

Su Li was sluggish, and then his old face turned red.

"You should also go back to Su Li, your identity is my brother."

"Is it done?"

The boy pushed the door open, and the breeze followed his footsteps and poured into the world, and they playfully scratched the cotton silk and silk on the color shed, so that the quiet indigo color flowed slowly again.

Du Ruonan stood between the colored silks, her face was porcelain-white, her smile was bright, and she was as pavilion as a lotus.

She nodded to Su Zhiyu: "It's done." ”

"I knew it!" Su Zhiyu's right fist struck his left hand, "Although I don't have an operating instrument, how can a simple extraction operation be difficult for me!" ”

"But if you want to further optimize the color fixing effect, it is best to use soda ash."

But isn't it too advanced to engage in soda ash? Will it violate the law of the traverser? Su Zhiyu thought to himself, and his expression was uncertain.

The cost is too high, and the amount of consumables is huge, and now the wood dyeing workshop cannot afford it......

"That's a good condition." Du Ruonan comforted him, "The texture is also more fresh and elegant, and the dye can soak into it, making the cloth softer, and such a material is the most suitable for the upper body." ”

Hearing Du Ruonan's introduction, Su Zhiyu couldn't help but stare at the cloth in front of him.

It was indeed a very beautiful cloth, not like the stiffness of ordinary pulp-dyed cloth. The cold and bright indigo color is wantonly spread on the cloth, ironing the soft and delicate lines, stretching into a strange and intricate pattern.

Du Ruonan spread out a piece of cloth, and with her movements, the luxurious blue flowed in her hands.

Indigo is worthy of being a jewel color, and Rao is a straight man like Su Zhiyu, who can perceive the beauty of this rushing face.

"You still have to use a wax knife," Su Zhiyu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the fabric, "It is easier to wax and paint, and the dye is easier to soak in the white wax, perfectly presenting the ice pattern ...... with a gradient effect."

Su Zhiyu is really a pure person, and this is indeed a very beautiful cloth.

Du Ruonan also learned Su Zhiyu's movements, gently touched the cloth, and carefully sensed the texture of the cloth.

"How else can we improve......" The boy touched his chin with one hand and rested lightly on the fabric with the other, lost in thought.

Du Ruonan's hand stiffened, and through a thin layer of cloth, she suddenly felt an unfamiliar warmth.

It's like a fire.

The girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she realized that it was a cloth away, Su Zhiyu's hand.

It turned out that his hands were hotter than his own.