The moonlight fades and disappears.

Tonight, the clouds are heavy, and low pressure is over the capital.

In the alley, the husband banged the drum and chanted "be careful of the candle".

Every day is a fixed route walking, the surroundings are quiet, and the husband naturally can't get up the spirits, when the monk rings the bell for a day, therefore, he doesn't notice at all, a dark shadow has crossed his head.

Of course, even if he really concentrated, he might not be able to see clearly.

The shadow was pitch black, blending into the night, and its movements were swift and fleeting.

Unless it happens to be moonlit, even martial arts practitioners with outstanding eyesight may not be able to detect it.

Ebony jumped from the tree to the courtyard wall, landing lightly, without a sound at all.

It continued on, to the study of the house.

This is the mansion of Dicha.

His ancestors were businessmen, and he accumulated a lot of wealth and built this big house.

The Di family started from Di Cha's father and climbed to the fifth grade, which is not high, but it is not low.

Naturally, the mansion has also been renovated, and many furnishings have been added that only the official eunuchs can have.

Waiting for Di Cha to embark on his career and throw himself into the Shen family, he finally became a squire in the military department in the spring of last year, as long as he does not travel to the pool, in a few years, it will not be difficult to be promoted to Shangshu.

Unfortunately, his path was suddenly cut off.

The study was brightly lit, and Di Cha sat behind the big desk with his shoulders down, and the whole person was like a cool eggplant, dying.

The room is ventilated with open windows.

Ebony was bold, jumped under the back window, and then jumped into the study.

Between the floor cover and the Bogu frame, there is a narrow slit, just suitable for ebony.

It burrowed inside.

In this position, unless someone stares wide-eyed to look at the gap, they will not find a cat hiding at all.

Dica didn't have that mind anyway, and he wouldn't have thought that he was being targeted by a black cat.

He just sighed.

At today's court meeting, the emperor suddenly attacked, scolded him bloody, and told him to go home and write a letter of self-incrimination.

Dica was so scolded that he didn't even know what he had done wrong.

Di Cha had heard about the incident on Dongqing Street that day, but he didn't want to go to his heart.

I didn't expect Huo Yixiao and Wen Yan to use the topic to play and turn the drama of the county lord of Wanyang into the eldest princess of Yongshou against the prince.

If you can't get in touch, you can't tell the difference.

There was a knock on the door outside.

Dica got up and opened the door, leaving the little servant outside, and only led a scholar-like man into the study.

"Sir," said Dicsa, bowing his hand, "what can be done, master?" ”

The scholar shook his head: "It happened suddenly, and the master was also very helpless. Lord Di, the emperor said it at the court meeting, in front of hundreds of civil and military officials, the king has no jokes, and it is impossible to be the same as if something never happened. ”

Di Cha smiled bitterly: "Mr. Bu said that I want to write, but I don't know where to start, I really don't know what to sin." ”

The scholar thought for a while and said, "Last year, the cotton used in the batch of clothes sent to Northern Xinjiang to keep the soldiers warm was collected by the Di family, right?" Master Di, the difference between the left hand and the right hand ......"

Dicha's face turned pale.

He did this, but it was also under the instruction of his master, otherwise, how could he, a newly promoted squire, have the courage?

He didn't dare to go too far, he didn't do shoddy, he just turned his hands.

In the end, the big heads were provided to the master, and he took a few.

Taking a step back, others are short of money as officials, but Di Cha is not short at all, and the silver saved by his ancestors is enough.

"Sir......" Dicha's mouth trembled, and his heart sank when he looked at the expressionless scholar.

He knew that Mr. was right, and you had no jokes.

The master couldn't keep him, so he thought about it again and again, so he had to give up on him.

Otherwise, he will definitely fight for it, after all, he has only been in the military department for a short time, and there are still many things he can do, and the master finally sent him to this position......

To put it bluntly, it hasn't been paid back yet!

Di Cha is very good, he knows that there is no hope, and he does not say what he has and does not have, but said: "I understand, I just hope that after I confess my sin, the master can take care of my family." ”

"Don't worry, sir." Scholar Dao.

Di Cha studied the ink, and wrote with a pen.

Even after receiving this result, I was inevitably anxious, and my brushstrokes became more and more urgent, and when I was excited, I even dripped ink spots and smudged the paper.

When he was done, Dichard asked, "Do you want to make a new copy?" ”

"No, it looks like an adult is sincere," the scholar finished speaking, and took out a slender rope from his sleeve, "Your Excellency, go on the road yourself, otherwise Ming'er will enter the yamen, and under some interrogation, you will have to suffer more." The old lady and Linglang, the master has a place in Jiangling, and the family lives for a while, and when they change their identity, they will live well in the future. ”

Dica looked at the rope, grinned and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and choked up, "Let me arrange it and clean it up decently." ”

The scholar made a gesture of please.

Di Cha summoned the servant in, asked him to wake up the old and young in the house, packed up the soft clothes, prepared the carriages and horses, and went out of the city as soon as the morning dawned before the people from the yamen came, and ran all the way to Jiangling.

The scholar sat at the table and drank tea.

Di Cha turned his back to him, and while he was not paying attention, he squeezed the little man's hand heavily, and said in a mouth shape: "From the south city, to the north, the farther the better." ”

The scholar didn't see this movement, just as he didn't find the black cat hidden in the cracks.

After arranging the family, Dica wiped his face, changed his clothes, and put the dried self-incriminating letter in an envelope and placed it on the bookcase.

The string was thrown over the beam and knotted.

He stepped on the chair probe, and with a bang, the chair flipped over.

The scholar put down the tea bowl and looked at Dicha, who instinctively kicked and beat on both legs, until he slowly couldn't kick anymore.

Dica choked.

The scholar walked back to the big case, confirmed that the self-incriminating letter in the envelope was correct, and left the study.

Ebony stepped out of the crack, jumped onto the beam, and looked condescendingly at Dicha for a moment.

Dead.

Ebony jumped on the case again, picked up the envelope, and jumped out of the window.

In the alley, it is not as quiet as when it comes.

Dicha's family didn't care about their grief at all, and they were preparing to set off in the dark.

Hei Tan'er trotted all the way back to Yanzi Hutong and called Wen Yan up.

"Dica is dead?" Wen Yan was sleepy-eyed, rubbed her eyes and sat up, and after reading the self-guilty book, the whole person was also half awake, and she said in a low voice, "If you die, you will die." ”

After all, Dica is not a good thing.

In this life, Wen Yan wants to take revenge, and he will not let go of Dicha.

It's just that she didn't expect that the emperor's killing of chickens and monkeys would happen to Di Cha's head.

This is probably an unintentional planting of willows and willows.

Wen Yan sighed, his luck was better, and he saved his effort.