The four big lanterns in front of the red-sleeved building are always lit all night until the rooster crows. For many years, it has never stopped, and it is the unique signature style of the Red Sleeve Building. Whether this lamp is a street lamp to facilitate the return home, or a pillow lamp to keep the lover, it is unknown.

The carriage went all the way forward, waiting to look at the red patch in front of him from a distance, Yu Haoxin was refreshed, and the hand holding the reins of the horse finally slowly relaxed. He didn't care if the lanterns soaked in fat powder were too hazy, and whether the bright red hue was correct or not. I saw a lot of guests in front of the red-sleeved building, a prosperous and prosperous world, but I never thought that in the end, it was these four lanterns that made me the most yearning and unforgettable.

Dong Ru leaned on the edge of the window, his slender fingers like jade onions half-clenched into fists, holding his cheeks and closing his eyes to recuperate. There was a bright smile on her lips, as if she was thinking of something very interesting. Listening to the clicking sound of the horse's paw hitting on the bluestone street, I keenly felt that the originally brisk rhythm was quietly slowed down a little unnoticed, and knew that I could already see the door from a distance, so I couldn't help but open the curtains, and said with a chuckle, "Xiaoyu, they are all big guys, why are you still afraid of the dark like when you were a child." ”

Yu Haoxin was not ashamed at all, and while pulling the reins of the horse, he retorted angrily, "It's not that I was scared by the ghost stories you made up when I was a child. I don't know, I was so scared that I was so scared that I insisted on making up ghost stories to scare children. Sister Ru, won't your conscience hurt? ”

Cao Ruwan smiled, and was about to put down the curtain with a weak heart, when he raised his eyes to see a gray shadow sitting on the top of the pavilion diagonally opposite, a puff of gray hair bathed in silver moonlight, but it was like a spine beast above the main hall, quite a bit of majestic and solemn atmosphere.

Even though the space in the carriage was small, Cao Ru still held the curtain in one hand, bent down uprightly, and saluted the gray cat with a grateful face.

But I saw Uncle Cat squatting and sitting, and when he saw Cao Ru from a distance, he shook his tail twice, which was regarded as a greeting and a salute. While thinking that the little girl is still reliable, how to look at how well-behaved, and I am happy to help a little favor, which is like that kid, wilting and drooping with a bad stomach.

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It was not until the next morning that six corpses were dragged out of the prison that the people in the city knew that there were bandits who did not know whether they were alive or dead that night and set fire to the house. The residents of Nanshao, who are accustomed to living a peaceful life, can not withstand such a provocation, as if they have suddenly revived the brave blood in their bones, and the neighbors are shouting everywhere that they are determined to pursue the remnants of the party and eliminate bandits.

Some people even saw that the city lord's mansion did not follow the routine to expose the corpse and offer a reward this time, thinking that the city lord wanted to swallow his anger and calm the matter, led by some young people who were studying in the school, and a group of people were angry and blocked the petition outside the mansion, which was in a uproar, if it weren't for the city lord's good reputation and deep love, otherwise he would have rushed in and smashed the mansion to a pulp. Many people were even more whimsical, thinking that they would spontaneously go to the mass graves in the eastern suburbs to open a grave for an autopsy, but they were already stopped by Li Xinglin.

"Look, after all, my Tang people's hearts can be used."

Li Xinglin sat on the small bench at the door of the cell, taking care of the tea stove, and at the same time turned his head sideways to listen to the petitions of the people on the other side of the government office, and he was interested. When the water boiled, he picked up the teapot and poured the pottery plates in front of him one by one, looking at the yellow bud leaves rolling in the water and stretching out, and then looked up at the Taishou who was sitting opposite the small square table in casual clothes, and said apologetically, "Lord Wang, the tea is not bad, it is a new dry top tea this year." It's just that in prison, there is no good water, everything is simple, and it can only be settled. ”

Wang Zhi looked at the two pottery dishes in front of him, although they had been scalded countless times, he still felt that the pottery dishes were shiny and stained with mud, and he thought that good water was enough, but drinking tea was different from drinking wine after all, and the tea set had to be a little more particular. This set of clay dishes, which are the most commonly used for serving soup and rice in prison, is really too crude and shabby. It was the small square table that was not much higher than the stool, and I don't know how many years of soaking in the soup sauce, the greasy table top showed a strange jet-black luster, and the sparse table slit was embedded with shredded rice grains that had fallen at some point.

It's just that Li Xinglin doesn't care, and Wang Zhi also knows that Li Xinglin is angry in his heart, and he doesn't dare to put on the shelf of Shangguan to pick and choose. This time I visited in person, and it was already a big face given by the upright City Lord Li without a closed door, and it was even more precious to be able to have a small bench to sit on outside the low and dilapidated cell.

As for the tea, the pottery dish looked at it a few more times, and when I thought about it a few more times, I felt that the greasy strength in my stomach went straight up.

Be content. Fortunately, it is not wine after all, so I didn't persuade tea.

So Wang Zhi tried his best to remove his eyes from the small table, and looked up to see that the cell behind Li Xinglin was only a few square in size, and it was even darker and damp, where can people live, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "In the past few days, I have wronged City Lord Li." ”

The shocked expression on his face was not entirely fake, but it was somewhat deliberate. Shangguan is sympathetic and comforting, subordinates are grateful, and then put all the past mustard into the clouds, which is the logical way of officialdom. However, Li Xinglin's expression was as usual, and he didn't have the slightest imaginary reaction, but just picked up the kettle and refilled some water into the dish in front of him, and symbolically lowered the spout to Wang Zhi and dripped a few drops, and then said mockingly, "That's not thanks to Lord Wang." ”

Wang Zhi was speechless for a while, and smiled, fortunately, he had been an official for many years, and he had already practiced his self-cultivation and temperament, but he would not be cold because of a little embarrassment, and immediately transferred the topic to the robbery of the prison a few days ago without a trace, and praised it with a little sincerity, "It is also thanks to the command of the city lord Li that those thieves can be wiped out, and this matter is done beautifully." It's just that I don't know if the robbers have traced any clues? ”

Li Xinglin didn't talk, just busy boiling water and pouring tea, the pottery dish in front of Wang Zhi was already overflowing, and he didn't let go of it, and every time he remembered to add a few drops, at this time, he smelled the praise of Lord Taishou, and he just smiled faintly, which was considered to be a promise.

Seeing that Li Xinglin was silent, Wang Zhi thought about the cruel words he put down when he broke up unhappily earlier, and was worried that he would really attribute those thieves to himself, so he eagerly defended himself, "City Lord Li, don't think about it, these thieves have nothing to do with me, and Wang can be a guarantor for this matter." ”

It's just that Wang Zhi didn't know the details of that night after all, and he was looking at Dongjie from afar at that time, so naturally there was no alibi to prove his innocence, so he could only vouch for his head or personality, hoping that Li Xinglin would be able to believe one or two.

Li Xinglin put down the object in his hand, raised his head, and said seriously, "I have been under the jurisdiction of Lord Wang for many years, and I have been taken care of by Lord Wang, and Xia Guan has always been grateful to him. To put it arrogantly, I have worked with adults for many years, and the lower officials also know a thing or two about Lord Wang's character. ”

Although this character is very vague, but seeing Li Xinglin's solemn expression, and even more so hearing this, there should be such a sharp turn of "but", Wang Zhi sighed slightly relaxed, just listening to the four words of gratitude in his heart, but remembering that he almost robbed his wife as a hostage the night before, he couldn't help but blush slightly, and he couldn't help but feel that he had drunk all the tea on the small table, and his face was ashamed.

was about to say a few words modestly, but he saw Li Xinglin leaning over and whispering when he was busy pouring water, "I still want to thank you." ”

The water poured down from the spout of the pot against the edge of the dish, and the tea leaves that had been fully stretched out danced in the saucer, and the water vapor swayed with the fragrance of tea, hiding the unspeakable words inside.

Like Wang Zhi, an old fox who has been up and down in the sea for decades, if he is deliberately trying to rescue a death row prisoner, he can use all kinds of conspiracies in a place where he can't see the light, even if he finds a reason, he will not come to the door to ask for people in person, and he should not quarrel with Li Xinglin in the study in person after the important person is not successful, and let out the cruel words of robbing the prison, let alone be so angry that he will carry out all the strong generals under the command of the second prince to oppress people.

These key fields were mixed with meaningless words full of accusations and threats, and then released through the sound of blushing quarrels, I originally thought that this subordinate I admired the most would be able to prepare early to avoid his edge after understanding it, but I never thought that Li Xinglin was an elm head or a strong man, not to mention that he was stationed in person, and he was even more prepared to play yin. It's a good thing that he has been dragging the second prince to his side, and there are those black-clothed people who don't know where to do it, otherwise what if the two sides lose each other.

I almost cheated myself.

Therefore, hearing Li Xinglin's whispered and sincere thanks, Wang Zhi, who did not have all the previous concerns, did not have much happiness or satisfaction at all, but wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with some fear.

It's really terrifying.

It's scary.

On the contrary, Li Xinglin looked sincere, and even deliberately put on a flattering expression to please his boss. I only saw that Wang Zhi had a headache, and his right hand stroked the long beard under his chin, and was about to put up the shelf, so that he could scold this nonsensical subordinate, but he happened to see the tea that had just been filled, and then he realized that he had inadvertently drunk all the clay dishes, and suddenly felt that there were countless small worms churning in his stomach, and his face was even more ugly.

Li Xinglin didn't think anything of it, just leaned his head over, and asked quietly with a solemn face, "The lower official has something that he wants to verify with the adults." ”

"Do these two princes want to save people, or kill people?"

"Huh?" Wang Zhi's eyebrows raised slightly, he couldn't understand the intention behind Li Xinglin's question, thinking that the criminal who was supposed to be beheaded by the queen of the autumn, why did the second prince spend so much effort just to let him die a few months early. But since Li Xinglin asked so, he must have his own reasoning. So Wang Zhi pondered for a moment, combed through all the fragments of the past few days, and then replied in a relatively positive tone, "Although I can't guess why the second prince wants to save Li Chengyang, one thing is certain, what the second prince wants is a living Li Chengyang." ”