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When the fly saw the bright killing weapon, his legs swung extremely fast, and beads of sweat the size of beans poured out fiercely, and he didn't dare to wipe it when he fell into his mouth, and said in a trembling voice: "Gu... Gu Ye. ”

Gu Ye saw that it was a little guy who often served wine, his doubts suddenly disappeared, and he glared at him and reprimanded: "Why are you all clumsy guys in the building!"

The fly picked up the fallen wine glass, accompanied by a smiling face, and his voice was still a little unclear: "Gu Ye, you... You don't remember the villain......"

Gu Ye put away the knife and entered the house.

The flowers hiding in the corner are raining smokeless......

......

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It wasn't until late at night that Michun Lou was restored to cleanliness.

The fly twisted his sore shoulders and returned to the bedroom, where he saw Hua Wuyan curled up at the foot of the bed, his head buried deep in his knees, and the bedding was scratched in a few places, revealing some dirty cotton wool.

The fly slapped the boy's arm as a sign of comfort.

Hua Wuyan raised his head, his bloodshot red eyes were extremely terrifying, thinking of Brother Fly helping him out of the siege just now, he said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Fly, thank you......"

Like him, the fly leaned against the mottled wall and sighed lightly: "Hey, I don't know what kind of grudge you have with Gu Ye, you are so out of shape." If you want to take revenge, you have to weigh it, and don't give up your life. Our people who have a hard life not only have to fight with people, but also with the sky, and if they die, even if they lose. ”

Hua Wuyan heard the meaning of his words, and asked in surprise, "You are also burdened with a deep hatred of the sea of blood?"

The fly nodded, and said desolately: "In the past, my family planted a few acres of thin fields, and my father and I were both croppers who shaved in the field. Later, the matchmaker said that the daughter-in-law of the house, that girl I had seen in the field before, handsome, and in good shape, if she didn't like it, she was a little more beautiful than the green butterflies in our building. Later, on the night of the wedding, a group of masked men rushed into the house and killed my father and my mother, and my daughter-in-law was also taken captive by them, and I was stabbed eight times, but I did not die. Now that I think about it, it's better to die......"

"Do you know who did it?" Hua Wuyan asked with a frown.

"I didn't know it at first, but then I saw my daughter-in-law in the Li Mansion and I understood. ”

"So it's Li Shanren's hand, how can you find a way not to save her!"

"Help? The group took her away from my house and called for help. If I take her out of the Li Mansion, it's called kidnapping. She is now Li Shanren's concubine...... When I saw her that day, she was wearing a brocade dress and a mink fur, and she smiled beautifully, I had never seen her smile so comfortably...... "The fly seemed to be telling a trivial matter, his tone was slow, and his face was not shocked.

"You came to the building to assassinate Li Shanren?"

"Yes, but not a chance. Li Shanren may have done too many bad things, so he is very careful, and he sends two people to be on duty at the door every time. The fly shook his head.

"Brother Fly, I will do some martial arts, and when my revenge is over, I will help you!" Hua Wuyan said sincerely.

The fly patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "No smoke, thank you." ”

"Brother Fly, what's your real name?"

"Shi Shangfei. ”

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......

Song Ci came.

This surprised Hua Wuyan.

Originally, I thought that such a high-ranking official would just respond casually that day, but I didn't expect it to come. And he didn't sit in the hall, but just set up a wine table in the smokeless bedroom.

It seems that he has not rested for a few days, Song Ciqing's face is full of tiredness, and he is still greasy and bright from not washing for a long time.

"Lord Song, is the case closed?" Without the slightest politeness, this was the first sentence Hua Wuyan said when he sat down.

"The case you said is closed, but the case I saw is not closed. Song Ci frowned and drank a glass of wine.

"What... What do you mean?"

Song Ci cleared his throat and slowly explained: "The case of the three members of the Da Niu family has been closed, and according to the evidence left at the scene, it was quickly found out that the murderer was Li Minghui. ”

"Li Shanren?!" Hua Wuyan took the case.

Song Ci snorted.

"How many hurtful things has the old Wang Balamb done! I know that there are already several lives! My lord, if you don't cut off his head, he will kill more people!" Hua Wuyan gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Don't worry, Lao Wang's eight lambs have been taken into custody and will definitely not be able to escape. Song Ci thought that this title seemed good, and replied jokingly.

Hearing that the culprit was about to be punished, Hua Wuyan clenched his fists.

The revenge of the big cow family is revenge, and the revenge of Brother Fly is also avenged.

Looking at Song Ci's still lonely expression, Hua Wuyan asked in surprise: "My lord, since the murderer has been arrested, why are you still ......?"

Song Ci drank it all, shook his head and sighed: "When interrogating Li Minghui, the old Wang Balamb was afraid of death, and before he could be tortured, he uncovered the hole cards one by one, but I didn't expect that the small Rongzhou City would hide dirt and dirt so much!"

"The powerful protect each other?" Hua Wuyan somewhat understood what he meant.

"It's not just these...... Song Ci sighed for a long time, "I also learned some other important things from Li Minghui's mouth. A few years ago, the imperial court delegated a silver tael, one million, for the construction of the river embankment, but did not even buy a sandbag. From the long history of the assassin to the soap servant, all of them are full of private pockets, and those who see it have a share, and they are all embezzled. As a result, the flood spread that year, and the lives of the people were devastated, and the mourning was everywhere. That night, after the two giants of Assassin Shi Benzhou got the news, they came to Song's residence together, and first handed out a silver ticket of 500,000 taels to persuade each other. After Song refused, they tore their faces again, saying that the ministers of the DPRK and China were also involved, and if they checked further, Song would fall into a situation from which they could never recover. ”

"Minister, how big?" asked Hua Wuyan in a deep voice.

"It's very big...... Song Ci pursed his lips and smiled helplessly: "Dozens of high-ranking officials are all involved, and the most powerful one is the first product of the dynasty." ”

Hua Wuyan was suddenly startled!

A product.

How many people can there be in the entire Zephyr court?

Under a few, above 10,000!

Five products up, according to the normal officialdom order, every step of climbing, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Compared with Song Ci, a first-class official and a fourth-grade pusher, there is absolutely a world of difference.

"Lord Song, then you ?......"

If Song Ci didn't pursue it, Hua Wuyan didn't feel inappropriate. is like the blood feud between Donghua Siwei and himself, it's not that he doesn't want to take revenge, but he is completely incapable of revenge.

How difficult it is for one person to shake the mountains!

"It is foolishness to know what it cannot do. Song is just a scholar, some readers are pedantic, and some nerds are stubborn. Knowing that you can't do it, you have to insist on going your own way!" Song Ci looked resolute, looked out the window at the clear sky, and stood with his hands in his hands, "Song used to focus on prison litigation and seeking justice for the dead, but now that he thinks about it, it is really a way to make up for the dead - it's too late." Sending those young people to prison before they kill anyone is the right way. And those lawless nobles who hold power in their hands are the murderers! Often, between their desires, the people lay in the dead of millions!"

"In Song's lifetime, I wish to purge the rule of officials!"

"Song has the heart of death, just for the world to get a bright future!"

Hua Wuyan looked at the thin scribe with great ambitions, and clenched his fists in salute.

Can you move to a towering tree?

The odds are slim to none.

But as far as this integrity is concerned, how many people can there be in the world?

Song Ci expressed his heart, his sad face was reduced by a few points, and he said with a smile: "I'm afraid you are the only friend in the city, now you know why Song Mou just came here to hide." ”

Hua Wuyan suddenly realized.

Black clouds cover the city.

Tick the fence to hide.

Strange ways.

Song Ci took out a blue-covered book, handed it to him, and said cautiously: "Prison affairs are not more important than the great opening, the great opening is not more important than the first love, and the first love is not more important than the test, this book describes most of the deaths in the world, how to distinguish between suicide and homicide, read through this book, you can wash away the grievances of others." If Song is unfortunately persecuted, you can spread this book widely, this book is the work of two generations of my father and Song Ci, I don't want to be buried like this. Little brother, if something happens to Song, then please. ”

Hua Wuyan stretched out his hand to take it, and the four big characters on it - "Collection of Grievances".

Song Ci said lightly:

Although there is no general sword, it can turn the tide with a few times.

Broken bones are not afraid, and they are left in the world.