Zhao Zhao guarded against Bai Lian, but the next day he knocked on the 'door' respectfully, it was this one who was completely different from Ma Ao's image that he couldn't find when he threw it in, and the second-in-command of the brocade 'door' can also be called a young talent, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and tall and long 'legs'. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ. (79 novels are updated the fastest and most stable)▲◎∠塵緣文网. (CY) .↓

"Lian Gongzi," he bent over, seeming a little embarrassed.

"Say it." Bai Lian raised his eyebrows and comfortably enjoyed Ma Ao's service.

"Please help persuade the master of my family's 'door' that since he returned yesterday, he has been interrogating and has not rested." The prisoner's mouth in the prison was as hard as a mussel shell, and he used all the torture, but he didn't say a word, he was originally thinking about the secrets of the brocade 'door', and he was unwilling to leak the 'exposure' to the next door, but the owner of the 'door' said that people knew about their group early on, and they could be trusted.

Since the 'door' master has said it, he will also ask people to do a little favor by the way.

When did the master of my 'door' become the old mother of the master of your family's 'door'? Ma Ao lowered his head and grinned, in Zhao Zhao's opinion, he was still honest and no different from wood.

Bai Lian also wanted to see the imprisoned felons with his own eyes, and Ma Ao's investigation result was that he was a clerk from Jiangnan Province, and a mere clerk would be hunted down? An instrument that can resist the criminal law of the brocade 'gate'? Interesting.

"Take me there."

The simple torture room, more than a dozen Jin guards outside the 'door' are guarded with knives, and the 'door' is of the same scale.

Under the leadership of Zhao Zhao, she successfully met the brocade, as well as the criminals who were beaten to a bloody 'flesh' on the cross, and the smell of blood in the air was rich and pungent.

Bai Lian didn't overhead and coughed lightly.

"Ah Lian?" Jin Ji stood up, he was really gray and blue, and he exuded a sense of decadence.

Bai Lian's interest in prisoners far surpassed him, and he circled around the wooden frame a few times, chuckling, "Zhong Jian Li, Feng and two hundred and thirty years of champion Yuanlang, why, reduced to becoming a prisoner?" She stared meaningfully at his fingers and shook her head regretfully, "These hands of adults are used for Danqing wonderful pens, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it's ......a pity."

It's a pity what, only she knows.

Zhong Jianli, who lowered his head, raised his head sharply when he heard this, and his eyes that were covered by puffiness 'shot' a 'fine' light, and he also shrank vaguely with fear.

"Zhao Zhao, give Lord Zhong's hand activity." She slowly returned to the edge of the brocade, and her mouth gestured for him to be calm.

Maybe it's an overhead dynasty, there is no millennium of finger pinching here, Zhong Jianli's fingers are slender and white, under the reflection of red 'Yan' and 'Yan', especially white as 'jade', I think it is perennial proper maintenance.

The iron tongs in the brazier stabbed and stabbed, and when Zhao Zhao picked it up, it was already burned red.

"What are you going to do?" Zhong Jianli asked urgently in a hoarse voice, and his bound hands shrank behind him desperately.

"Salt water whipping, iron soldering 'chest' without blinking an eye, are you afraid of touching your fingers?" Bai Lian sneered, innocently raising his smiling face, "It's a pity, I really want to see Lord Zhong's wonderful pen 'flower', but it's a pity that I won't have a chance in the future." ”

As she spoke, Zhao Zhao's footsteps came to the front of Zhong Jianli.

"No, I said, I said ......" Zhong Kaneli screamed in fright, and the iron tongs were still dozens of centimeters away, so he closed his eyes, as if he was extremely afraid.

"Alright, let's go back to dinner." Bai Lian smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled the sleeve of the brocade, "Oh, by the way, loosen the tie for Lord Zhong, and wait for him to freshen up, and then send it over." ”

"Do what you are told." Jin Yan sank slightly and 'groaned', and commanded in a low voice.

Bai Lian knew that he had also figured out all kinds of unreasonableness in the process, so he would make a fuss with her, look back at each other and smile, and tacitly understand each other.

In the afternoon, Jin Ji slept for an hour, Zhong Jian Li was washed and sent white, to speak, he is not very old, the champion of the wind and two hundred and thirty years, also once in his prime, the year of the weak crown won the first place, his own eyebrows are clear and beautiful, once rumored to become the east 'bed' horse, unfortunately, the official luck is not smooth, the first year of the office, because of offending the powerful and sent to Jiangnan, and then it is degraded again and again, becoming a little-known transfer envoy under the document.

In this way, Zhong Jianli is only one year older than Jinji.

Bai Lian looked at the long beard on his chin, compared to the smoothness of the brocade, and just went back and forth many times in front of the two parties, full of playfulness.

"Lord Zhong, I hope you tell me everything you know." Jin Ji patted Bai Lian and turned back to business.

"Nishiki-sama must be able to reach the heavens, right?" Zhong Jian Li leaned down and bowed, tears streaming down his face.

"Although Lord Zhong speaks, Jin Qi will definitely play according to the facts." Jin Yu helped him up and sat aside, his posture like a pine.

"My lord, Jiangnan has been divided into an independent small country, please be sure to tell Your Majesty," Zhong Jianli, the person who had just sat down, bowed forward and knelt down again, "Jian Li served as a transfer envoy clerk, although he was humble and light, but he also saw the most, the silver money and materials that were transferred back and forth, as long as they passed through the Jiangnan border, they would be secretly transformed into inferior products, they acted meticulously, and their methods were brutal, except for the people involved, the rest of the people who knew about it had all been killed. ”

"Such a big thing, how can you not know about the embroidered 'door'?" The brocade does not move the 'color', and sits firmly like a mountain.

"I'm afraid that the embroidered 'door' will be 'blinded' in the dark." Zhong Jianli sighed, "If the top and bottom of Jiangnan Province deliberately conceal it and don't leak a little mistake, the embroidered 'door' won't smell at all." ”

Bai Lian's fingers tightened, and the corners of his forehead had an urge to twitch, which meant that they were not vigilant enough to embroider the 'door', "Lord Zhong can survive by luck, it's really heaven's blessing,"

"Don't hide it from Lord Jin, the lower officials are guilty, and the pen in the hands of the lower officials has added a lot of convenience to them...... "Zhong Jianli has 'handed over' a series of events that were degraded to the south of the Yangtze River, he is good at Danqing calligraphy, but few people know that he is the best at imitation, regardless of calligraphy and painting, it can almost reach the point of being fake 'messy' real, copying account books, transcribing letters, piles and piles, and the list goes on.

"The old mother in the family '' her life, and was 'forced' by the villains on her deathbed, and the lower officials had to do it." Deeply in the direction of Kyoto, "Now that the mother of the family has passed away, the lower officials have to expose the 'yin' conspiracy, Lord Jin, please escort the sinner to Beijing." ”

Jin Yan stared at him, his eyes calm as water.

"Lord Zhong intends to testify, why did he not obey last night."

"I'm ashamed, Xia Guan didn't believe in my lord's heart last night, in the past, every Qin messenger who came to Jiangnan and investigated the case would be bought, and Xia Guan was afraid that the adult would ......" Zhong Jianli smiled awkwardly.

"Lord Zhong will rest first, and this official will send someone to send your lord into Beijing." Jin Ji picked up the teacup and was about to bring it to his mouth, when he was slammed on the shoulder, it turned out that Bai Lian broke his foot when he got up, and his body fell into his arms.

The teacup in his hand flew away, crackling and shattering.

The arc before the fall passed through Nakanone's arm, and the hot hot water sprinkled on the wound he had just bandaged, seeping in instantly.

"It's okay to do it," Zhong Jianli hurriedly waved his hand, there was no pain on his face, but he deliberately pushed away Bai Lian's hand to help, "Xia Guan has not been sensitive to pain since he was a child, just change the 'medicine' again." ”

"Then Lord Zhong should hurry up." Bai Lian smiled slightly, not entangled.