Chapter 12 The money is coming
Qian Sanwu showed a weak and flattering smile, and his lips turned white with pain.
"I don't know who the person looking for me is? It's just that he is wearing a dark purple butterfly mask, and none of us have ever seen a specific appearance. Qian Sanwu licked his lips, his breath was so weak that he was about to break, but he didn't dare to delay and explain truthfully.
The Masked Man?
Xie Jingyuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, in recent days, there has been an increase in the number of unprovoked victims in Beijing, and there have been many incidents in his life, he noticed that the situation was different, and he had already reported it to His Royal Highness the Prince, but His Royal Highness did not take it seriously.
Now there's another masked man......
Qingming's eyes were covered with a layer of gloom at this moment, Xie Jingyuan looked out the window, the originally dark night was already white at this time, and with the rising sun, the sun was even a little dazzling.
Xu Shuo continued to ask, "You guys? Who are they? ”
"We are all refugees from the western suburbs outside the city, and we only listened to that person when we were desperate and hungry," Qian Sanwu explained one by one, how could he still look like when he was arrogant just now: "My lord, I have already explained everything I should explain......
"Are you sure there's nothing else? If we find out that you are still hiding it, you know the consequences. Picking up his collar, Xu Shuo sneered.
"I didn't ...... No, even if I am given ten guts, I won't dare. Qian Sanwu was so shocked that his neck tilted back, and he shook his head in the great pain on his body, eager to kowtow to them and beg for mercy.
"It's so lively here!"
Just as the interrogation was about to end, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and people came before they arrived, "What kind of wind invited Master Hou today?" Su was sluggish and had just rushed back from outside the city. ”
Xie Jingyuan turned around slowly, and looked at the person with a calm face, this is the new Shaoqing of Dali Temple-Su Wuchen, he was wearing a moon-white silver silk dark pattern group flower robe, and there were some beads of sweat on his forehead, it could be seen that he had received the news and hurried over.
Su Wuchen saluted, glanced at Qian Sanwu, who had already been tortured, his expression did not change, but he asked the jailer beside him, "Why didn't Master Hou inform him earlier?" The execution of this kind of thing is left to Hou Ye himself. ”
Xie Jingyuan didn't say anything, Xu Shuo said respectfully: "Shaoqing has a lot of affairs, and the Hou Ye said that there is no need to bother with such trivial matters." ”
"Do you not have to, or do you not want to?" Su Wuchen smiled gently, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and the words he said were even more to the point.
He is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, but Xie Jingyuan interrogated the prisoner without going through him, which is really a bit of a transgression, and no one is happy to change anyone.
"Are you questioning this?" Xie Jingyuan's voice was cold, his expression was calm, and there was an undoubted sense of majesty.
In the air, there was a faint smell of gunpowder.
"How dare you." Su Wuchen bent over, and in the next moment, he looked straight at Xie Jingyuan's eyes, "In his position, although he is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he doesn't do his job, and he is worried that he will not be able to see the saint next time." ”
After speaking, he looked at the confession in Xu Shuo's hand: "This confession should be kept by the subordinates, can the Hou Ye hand it over to the official?" ”
A good sentence seeks his position in his position.
didn't mention Xie Jingyuan every sentence, but forced each other step by step.
Xu Shuo glanced at his own Hou Ye worriedly, the newly appointed Su Wuchen was dealing with it for the first time, and he didn't know which tendon was so wrong.
The people sent in by Hou Ye, Hou Ye still can't be tried?
Xie Jingyuan's narrow eyes were cold and sharp, and he stared at Su Wuchen indifferently. For a while, the atmosphere was dull and oppressive, so quiet that you could hear the rustle of the wind blowing the trees outside.
After a while, Xie Jingyuan laughed very softly, breaking the silence in the room, his tone was lazy but with his usual indifference: "What if I don't pay it?" ”
Su Wuchen opened his mouth and was about to speak, when a guard suddenly came, leaned over to Xu Shuo's ear and whispered, Xu Shuo pondered for a moment, stepped forward and lowered his voice: "Master Hou, Mrs. Yue has something to look for you." ”
What could she do?
Xie Jingyuan didn't have any expression on his face, but he hadn't rested all night, and he was really too lazy to go around in circles with Su Wuchen.
He frowned, didn't even lift his eyelids, and walked away, leaving only an indifferent voice when he passed Su Wuchen: "Shaoqing wants to know so much, why not try it yourself." ”
Xu Shuo followed and left, and then looked at Qian Sanwu, who was dying, and his heart trembled.
Good guy, this person is already dying, and it is estimated that he will not be able to open his mouth in the short term, and when he can speak, it is estimated that Hou Ye should take the person away again.
Tsk, he glanced at Su Wuchen with some sympathy, fighting with Hou Ye, he was still too tender.
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The outer room of the study of the Hou Mansion.
A faint scent of sandalwood fills the whole room, and there is a large case of pear marble next to the carved window cypress, and all kinds of books are placed on the table, which is neat and tidy.
Hotaru didn't dare to move around, but after looking around in place, she sat down at the desk closest to the door, and when she was really bored, she took a book.
The evolution of writing is a long process, and Rao was involved in it when he was in college, but he still struggles to read it.
Xie Jingyuan stood outside the eaves of the porch, through the pineapple wood carved window, she saw a silhouette of the moon, she was immersed in the book, her back was very straight, her neck was slender, her side face was soft, the golden sunlight was through, her skin was like white porcelain, there was no flaw at all.
For a while, Xie Jingyuan was in a trance, and when this woman was not noisy, she didn't seem to be so annoying.
A wave of disgust rose in his heart for no reason, and he twisted his brow and coughed lightly.
Hearing the sound, Yingyue tilted her head to look, she was already bright and bright, but now she is well-behaved, her eyes are clear and pure, her eyes are full of smiles, and she quickly got up: "You're finally back!" ”
Unconsciously slowed down a little, Xie Jingyuan's unruly expression was a little twisted, passed her, and sat on the main seat.
Firefly Yue's eyes lit up, with a sweet smile on her face, she took the blue and white porcelain teapot on the side, and diligently poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.
Xie Jingyuan's meaningful gaze fell on the teacup, and naturally he didn't miss Firefly Yue's fox-like cunning eyes.
Oh, nothing to do.
Xie Jingyuan lowered his eyelashes, didn't look at her, picked up the tea lid with his thin fingers, gently scraped off the foam on the tea, took a sip, and in the expectant eyes of Yingyue, the corners of his lips hooked: "Bad things." ”
A simple single sentence made Hotaru stunned, and only raised the round apricot kernel eyes to look at him.
sighed in her heart, she really didn't study the tea tasting part, according to Xie Papi's attributes, wouldn't she still be asked to pay for tea......
Xie Jingyuan suddenly smiled, his fingertips gently rubbed the sachet, and his tone was lazy: "Something?" ”
Can you talk?
The corners of Hotaru Yue's lips curled up little by little, and she said with a smile, "I'm here to ask for my share." ”
Xie Jingyuan raised his eyebrows lightly, his expression was subtle: "Share? ”
"That's right, it's the share. I'm also your young mother, right, but I didn't see any share, and I can't make people laugh at the shabby of our Hou Mansion when I go outside? Hotaru looked at him, the pleading meaning in her eyes unmistakable.