When Ding Yi walked out of the Guogong Mansion, he looked at the blood-soaked entourage lined up in the gatehouse, with their hands and legs twisted in a strange direction, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Alas, it's so pitiful, Grandpa really can't bear it!" It's really miserable, you punched and kicked me before, and the students were resentful, but when I saw you, although I didn't know what it was, but I was beaten like this, the students don't blame you, go to the doctor quickly......" He didn't finish speaking, among the lying entourage, there was a mouthful of blood spurting out, and there was no sound at all, and I didn't know if it was shock or exhaustion, Ding Yi wiped the corners of his eyes a few times, but he couldn't hide his footsteps when he walked out of the door, it seemed that his steps were three points lighter.

Ding Yi, who rode back to Goldfish Hutong, almost collided with Hu Shan who ran out of the horse at the entrance of the alley, and strangled Martin Yi and asked: "Didn't you write clearly, and you still haven't returned at three o'clock in the afternoon, so you went to find Huai'en and find Wang Zhen and Uncle Wang Shishu to talk about it?" Of course, he wouldn't ask Liu Tie to send a letter to Guozijian to find some prisoners, if he really couldn't get out of the Guogong Mansion, only Wang Zhen could save him.

It's one thing to say that it's one thing to listen to the people in the Guogong Mansion, but it's another thing to arrange it behind the scenes.

Hu Shan blushed and replied: "I saw that Mr. hadn't returned yet, so I got anxious, and the four guys from his mother instigated me all the way to move quickly, even if I waited outside the gate of the inner mansion......"

"Don't do this in the future, say what time is it, you are about to make a mistake. Forget it, go back. Ding Yi recognized Hu Shan's loyalty, so he didn't blame him too much, and Ding Yi was really in a hurry to go back to the mansion.

As soon as he arrived at the study, Ding Yi instructed Liu Tie: "Seven and a half points of stone pine nuts and one point of cinnabar、...... Wait, grind it into a fine mix together, and do it quickly. ”

Liu Tie immediately replied when he heard this: "The things that the master wants, there are all in the house, and the little one will immediately teach people to grind!" ”

The things were delivered quickly, and Ding Yi made them leave, took a white cloth and made a simple multi-layer mask to put on it, dipped the silver powder on the brush, and gently and evenly sprinkled the pieces of paper he brought out of Ding's mansion.

Ding Yi really didn't believe it, the British public Zhang Fu could remember how many pieces of paper there were in the study!

In a moment, two of the five pieces of paper showed clear fingerprints on the left side, which was what Ding Yi wanted.

As long as they are officials, they have the right, and these five pieces of paper are the handle that Ding Yi will hold them in the future, as for the five pieces of paper, only two can show fingerprints, Ding Yi is not in a hurry, won't he go to the natural residence to invite those people to have a drink in two days? It is precisely because I am worried that after bringing out the paper, some fingerprints will not be clear, so there will be an agreement after these two days!

As for the powder he instructed Liu Tie to prepare, it was the experience of the criminal police career, and in a more general sense, stone pine nuts and Sudan dyes and other substances can synthesize red pattern powder. Naturally, there was no Sudan red in these years, so Ding Yi used cinnabar and other items instead, if he hadn't been a criminal policeman, he really didn't have to do it.

There were clear red fingerprints on these two pieces of paper, but the fingerprints on one of them were too far to the upper left to be suitable, and only one was used together, so Ding Yi filled in the name of the military attache with the eagle hook nose on the fingerprints - each paper was written with different words and phrases, just to distinguish which military attache had fingerprints, because each military attache got a different piece of paper.

Then I put a pen on the blank space to fill in the text, and the original words on it were connected, but it became "...... A gentleman should strive for self-improvement, how can he sit back and watch the world turn upside down? The British public wants to do something rebellious, and I can't mislead the country because of personal friendship, so today ......" in which the words "gentlemen should be self-improving" were originally there, and Ding Yi added a complaint exposing the rebellion.

Ding Yi went to say that it was naturally a joke for the British public to conspire against him, but what if the British public confidants went to expose Zhang Fu's conspiracy? It's a different story. Either it is the fall of the British Princess, of course, this possibility is not very likely, and it is more likely that this military attache will definitely not die well.

After this piece of paper, it naturally has to go through steaming and other processes, so that the powdery fingerprint becomes like ink, which is a very easy thing for Ding Yi. In fact, there were methods for identifying fingerprints in this era, whether it was the "Record of Clearing Grievances" or the "Yunmeng Sleeping Tiger Land Qin Jian" unearthed in later generations, which can illustrate this point.

To be more realistic, Ding Yi's rough method of getting out fingerprints is impossible to count, and the ancients are not necessarily very easy to fool.

But is it possible that Ding Yi really wants to hand over this complaint to the yamen? Of course he wouldn't do that, what Ding Yi had to do was to give this thing to the military attaché, and then squeeze something out of him was the goal. Those military attachés were not the masters of the six rooms of the Yamen, let alone the old officials and pawnshops, Ding Yi didn't believe that they could still distinguish the authenticity of this fingerprint under panic, especially in this era of fearing ghosts and gods.

"You kid is such a fool, hahaha!" Wang Zhen looked at the complaint in front of him that exposed the British public conspiracy, and couldn't help laughing, and said to Ding Yi, "This kind of thing is as you said, it is impossible to bring down Taishi Zhang, and you are always young. ”

Ding Yi was also happy, and it seemed that he was more relaxed in front of Wang Zhen, the eunuch: "The little nephew is also to give out a bad breath, at least teach one of them to pay fifty taels of silver to buy it back, I think they will not refuse." ”

Wang Zhen laughed and laughed, but nodded: "That's right, at least it can disgust them." It's just that have you ever thought about finding someone to hand over these complaints after the results of those military attachés? "If you hand it over after killing someone, it will be dead without proof, and it is completely possible to frame the British public Zhang Fu for finding out that his henchmen are going to tell the poison.

Ding Yi looked at Wang Zhen glaring at him, but shook his head without panic: "No, this thing must have flaws in the hall, that is, there will be no flaws, if it is just like this, it can bring down Taishi Zhang, Uncle Shi wants to do it a long time ago, why wait until now?" "If Wang Zhen wants to do it, he doesn't need to use any fake fingerprints at all, he directly sends his subordinates to touch a few subordinates of the British government, forcibly press the handprints, and then kill them.

Hearing Ding Yi say this, Wang Zhen touched his smooth chin and nodded, and smiled: "Good boy, good boy......" Because Ding Yi was sober enough and was not confused by the possible vision he described - but he didn't know how many brainwashing classes Ding Yi had listened to in order to crack the pyramid scheme, how could he be so easily confused?

"Uncle Shi, you must be careful lately." Ding Yi said to Wang Zhen, "If it weren't for the little nephew to make a move to Uncle Shi, they would have no reason to endure the rampant behavior I showed at that time; I thought they couldn't be the only one with me, and I was afraid that there would be more to come. ”

Wang Zhen didn't say anything, just patted Ding Yi on the shoulder.

Ding Yi didn't have any good feelings for the eunuchs, and he didn't have a good impression of Wang Zhen, the eunuch who caused the change in Tumubao. But Wang Zhen has been extremely good to him since he went to Beijing, whether it was killing the two petty officials of the Experience Division, or Uncle Zhong asking for the removal of the surveillance manpower, Wang Zhen made Ding Yi happy.

When Ding Yi left the Internal Affairs Office, he only felt extremely conflicted in his heart, if he came to the Internal Affairs Office to report the coming and going of the British Mansion to Wang Zhen, so as not to cause dislike, but Ding Yi did not know that he would repeatedly remind Wang Zhen to be careful.

However, he finally found a reason to explain himself: Wang Zhen could not die, Wang Zhen should die in the Battle of Tumubao, and if he died early, the course of history would be changed. I do this only to get history back on track, or else I will lose the advantage of insight into the future......

Whether this is the case or not, Ding Yi doesn't know, maybe it's just that no matter how bad Wang Zhen is, at least it's not bad for Ding Yi, if Ding Yi wants to sit back and watch Wang Zhen die, he really can't do it.

Huai'en, the little yellow door who sent him out, looked at Ding Yi walking on the road and was a little distracted, but he grabbed him, shrank his head and saw that there was no one left and right, took out a small oiled paper bag from his arms, hesitated for a moment and stuffed it to Ding Yi, but said: "It's delicious, Brother Ding, you take it back and eat it." ”

"Where did it come from?" Ding Yi opened it, but saw that it was a small piece of osmanthus cake.

Huai En whispered: "The fellow villager in the imperial dining room secretly brought it to me, Brother Ding, you just have to eat, that fellow villager brought me a big piece of ......" He gestured his hand, afraid that there would be a big table, "I'm tired of eating for a long time, I don't like to eat, you haven't eaten anything in the palace, have you?" Give it a try! The heart is depressed, and it will be better to eat some osmanthus cake. ”

Ding Yi looked at the teenage little yellow door, and couldn't help but sigh and touched his head, Huaien avoided Ding Yi's hand, but said, "Don't touch people's heads!" I'm not a child! Ding Yiyi took him in his arms, but said to him, "Brother, xiexie." ”

This little yellow door in the palace is not necessarily a good time, this piece of osmanthus cake is afraid that he has been hiding for several days and is reluctant to eat - not to mention whether his fellow townsman can steal the tabletop cake for him, the emperor is not a pig, the imperial dining room is so idle that the egg hurts to make a tabletop osmanthus cake?

Seeing that Ding Yi was in a bad mood, Wynne took out his beloved pastry to make Ding Yi happy, the only thing he had.

Ding Yi let go of Huaien, wrenched the soft osmanthus cake into two pieces, and handed one to Huaien: "Brother, Brother Ding can't finish eating such a big piece, I know that you are tired of eating, but I also help you eat some." Huai En took it, but he muttered that Ding Yi's talent was really useless, such a big man, a small piece of osmanthus cake couldn't be eaten.

Just watched him bite in small bites, but he knew that this was really a friendship.

is not much lighter than Wang Zhen's gift of the house.

"Brother, don't worry about going back, Brother Ding is much more comfortable." Walking to the door of the Internal Affairs Mansion, Ding Yi saw that Huai En was still a little worried, so he smiled and comforted him and waved goodbye.

There are many transactions in the world, but there is still something that is not mixed with the stench of utilitarianism. ――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

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