She leaned close to Ruotong's ear and told her softly: "Why are you pretending to be stupid! There are few evil things in your family, but you don't have them, but he is willing to share them with you!"
Du Ruotong didn't expect that she would compare him with the bad boy. He blushed instantly and pinched her thigh: "Oh, you stinky girl! You're not ashamed to say this!"
After returning to her husband's house after dinner, Du Ruotong passed by Pan Zhuqing's bedroom and saw Xue Jiu, the servants Mo Yu and Yu Lian standing outside the door, trying to persuade the people in the room through the door. "Young master, please don't keep doing this.
Locking yourself in the room is not an option!" Mo Yu slapped the door with a sad look on his face, his mouth was dry.
When Yulian saw Du Ruotong, the only hostess in the house, had returned, she hurriedly stepped forward to ask for help: "Second Young Mistress, the eldest young master is keeping quiet inside, is something going to happen? Please advise him."
Du Ruotong walked to the door and patted the door: "Brother, please open the door and have something to eat." There was no movement inside, only the cool light shining through the window screen.
After waiting for a moment, Du Ruotong muttered to Xue Jiu, Mo Yu and Yu Lian in a low voice: "Why do men go on hunger strikes now...are they infected by jealousy?"
The response to her was still the silence in the room, and the three people outside the room looked at each other anxiously. Although Du Ruotong was a bit clumsy and not very good at comforting people, fortunately, this girl was sincere and perseverant. She held the door open and murmured for a long time to persuade her.
, even though my legs were sore from standing, I had no intention of giving up.
"Well...brother, don't be so desperate. Others don't believe you, but there are finally people who are on your side and believe in you. Well...like me Du Ruotong, like Yulian, like Brother Xue Jiu, and like Yueyue...
...We all believe in you! Don’t give up on yourself... Yueyue said, there is something fishy about this..."
Before he finished nagging for the last while, the door actually opened.
"Have you been to the Zhao Mansion?" Pan Zhuqing's chin had a faint green tint, but his spirit was not as bad as everyone imagined, and his expression remained cold and indifferent.
Seeing that he was in good condition, Ruotong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, I just came back from there."
He murmured thoughtfully: "Everything has reached their ears..."
"Actually, no, Yueyue and I told her." Ruotong felt ashamed that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. He didn't know if Pan Zhuqing would be angry.
"What did she say?" Fortunately, his expression remained normal.
"She said something was fishy, saying that Brother Pan would not be so stupid as to know and break the law. She also said that if you drank too much, you would... what..." Thinking of Gong Yueyue's original words, Du Ruotong was really embarrassed to continue.
Yu Lian and Mo Yu didn't understand, but Xue Jiu secretly laughed.
Even Pan Zhuqing broke the ice and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine. These days I just meditate alone in my room and have never thought about committing suicide."
Du Ruotong asked awkwardly: "Did you hear what I said so quietly just now?"
"Your quiet voice is actually not much different from other people's noisy voices." After he finished speaking, he took the lunch box from Yulian's hand and turned around and walked into the house.
Xue Jiu and Yulian Mo Yu both laughed again. "Hahahaha!" "Pfft!"
Ruotong curled his lips and felt relieved: "You know how to joke, which means it's okay!"
Just as everyone was about to disperse, they saw Shi Biao, the leader of Pan Mansion's nursing home, walking quickly and standing outside the house to report: "Young Master! There is an official outside looking for a meeting!"
Pan Zhuqing didn't waste a moment. He put down his bowls and chopsticks and walked down the hall to the gate of Pan's mansion. A dozen police officers were waiting in the cold wind.
"I have met Mr. Pan in my humble position!" The leading police officer saluted Pan Zhuqing respectfully, and then explained his purpose straight to the point: "Xue Jiu is suspected of the murder of Han Xian'er, the courtesan of Yihong Mansion. He must come back with us to investigate clearly."
Pan Zhuqing turned and looked at Xue Jiu, then looked at the police officer: "Where is the official document?"
The messenger immediately handed over the official document: "Your Excellency, please take a look."
Pan Zhuqing read the official document with an expressionless face, handed it back to him, and asked loudly: "Why do you think he is a suspect?"
"Reporting to your lord, someone claimed that they witnessed Xue Jiu escaping from the crime scene after the incident. We also acted according to the rules..." Cold sweat broke out on Mr. Chai's forehead, and Mr. Pan Zhuqing, who was full of aura, stared straight at him.
You really don't have the guts to look at me.
Xue Jiu walked up to Pan Zhuqing disapprovingly and said, "Master, it's okay. I didn't kill anyone. I just went with them."
Pan Zhuqing patted his arm and told the police: "Take him away."
The result was that this little marshal, with a small force of cavalry, killed two Liao generals and captured a large number of soldiers in one day. Indirectly, he rescued Cao Rui's army and broke through. The Emperor of Song Dynasty was very happy.
The slap on the thigh made Emperor Liao so angry that he couldn't sleep for several nights.
Nowadays, Cangzhou Prefecture is peaceful and peaceful. The generals are on duty at the military fortress, and Zhao Changyuan conducts random inspections at random times. In his free time, he can either practice nunchaku and study more reasonable teaching methods, or learn from the generals who are not on duty.
Learn Cuju.
Among the lieutenant generals in the army, there are only three who can't play Cuju, Xiao Jun, Zhao Changyuan, and Pan Aishao. They are ranked in no particular order. They all started learning from scratch. As a result, after a few days, Aishao made rapid progress and was able to officially join the competition.
Among them, Xiao Jun is second, but his ball control skills are still rusty, but fortunately he will not affect others. Zhao Changyuan has no talent and no progress. The only saving grace is his extraordinary physical strength and patience. Even though he has been lagging behind, he is lagging behind.
, kicking and hurting people, knocking people away... His interest and enthusiasm have not faded at all. He is simply the Sakuragi Hanamichi of the Cuju world. Fortunately, he is a big boss in the military, and no one dares to dislike him... at least not openly.
dislike.
He was looking forward to Gong Yueyue coming to reunite with him, and the other generals were gradually looking forward to the arrival of the marshal's wife more than he was. Now only that godlike woman could help them kill the marshal's excessive energy.
.
For example, Yang Jinyi, after he was knocked out ten feet away by Zhao Changyuan for the third time on the court, he finally couldn't help but asked privately: "Brother-in-law, when will my sister come?"
Zhao Changyuan was happy when he mentioned this: "It's coming soon. I've recently started arranging a place for her to live."
"Oh, that's good. If you need any help, just ask." Even Yang Jinzhong, who has always been calm, couldn't help but lend a helping hand.
Zhao Changyuan was moved by their enthusiasm, but he didn't see Pan Eshao, who was lying on the ground resting, turning his head to the other side with a knowing smile.
The generals on the field were sweating profusely and having a great time. The messenger came quickly and walked to Zhao Changyuan, who was rolling up his sleeves and undressing his robes outside the field, eager to try on: "Marshal! There is a letter from General Pan here, which seems to be
very urgent."
Zhao Changyuan took the letter and handed it to Pan Ershao who jumped up. After the other party quickly opened it and read it, his face became more and more ugly. "Why, it seems like bad news from your look?" Zhao Changyuan was also surprised in his heart.
The Pan and Zhao families are now getting closer because of the relationship between Gong Yueyue and Du Ruotong. Naturally, he does not want to hear bad news about the Pan family.
The evil young man held the letter and said to him: "This is a letter from my wife. Something happened to my eldest brother."
Zhao Changyuan felt strange: "Pan Zhuqing? Didn't he just take office and become the censor Zhongcheng?" I just heard the news about his promotion a few days ago... The interval between good and bad news is too fast.
"Take a look." The evil young man simply handed the letter to him.
Zhao Changyuan took a look at it and found that the letter clearly explained all relevant matters from the day of Pan Zhuqing's birthday to Xue Jiu's arrest. The most terrible thing is that Pan Zhuqing is currently accused of being the mastermind. Not only has he been suspended from his post, but he has also handed over his official seal.
, was also imprisoned in the government posthouse, pending further investigation of the case.
"What do you think about this?" He collected the letter and returned it to the bad boy and asked him.
The evil young man said with certainty: "I have been with my elder brother for so many years, and I know him very well. First of all, he would never be so stupid as to know and break the law and stay with that woman overnight. Secondly, he would not be so stupid as to send someone to the police the next day.
My own henchmen go and kill people without any hesitation."
Zhao Changyuan nodded in response: "It's as I thought. Unless your eldest brother suddenly loses his mind and goes crazy, how can he be so stupid? There must be something fishy in it. Well, there's nothing wrong recently. I'll allow you to go back, brother.
Please help him." When he said this, he was extremely envious and wished he could go back with him, but the person who approved the holiday for him was far away in Kaifeng.
The evil young man said gratefully: "Thank you."
"Also, by the way..."
He hesitated to speak, but the evil young man knew what he wanted to say: "I know, by the way, I'll help you see your wife and tell her that you miss her."
He has long been used to being teased about the fact that he is clingy to his wife, and he will no longer feel embarrassed. "If you stay for a long time, bring her here. With you escorting me all the way, I feel a lot more at ease."
Not only did the bad boy not feel disgusted with Big White Goose's unabashed love for his wife, but he also admired it very much. He believed that the straightforward way of expressing feelings like Big White Goose was better than those who clearly cared but wanted to die.
A man who wants to save face and hides it looks much more masculine. So he responded to the big white goose without hesitation: "Well, yes. It just so happens that my wife also feels that staying in Luoyang is too boring, so I will take her with me by the way." It's obviously true.
He himself missed his wife, and Du Ruotong was very well-behaved and never complained to him about being boring.
Zhao Changyuan was even more happy when he heard what he said: "That would be great, the two of them can still be companions here."
"That's exactly what I meant."
"Well, without further ado, you pack up and get on your way."
"Farewell."
The evil young man had just taken a few steps when Zhao Changyuan suddenly remembered something and stopped him again: "Wait a minute. I just read the letter and said that the dancer was invited by Lord Jin, right?"
The evil young man recalled for a moment and said, "Yes, that seems to be what he said."
Zhao Changyuan came up to him and reminded him in a low voice: "The relationship between Mr. Jin and Wei Tingyue is unusual. Don't ignore this."
"Are you trying to say that this is a trap set by Wei for my elder brother?" The evil young man was awakened by his words: "I think it is very possible."
Zhao Changyuan put his hands behind his back, kicked the stone under his feet, and talked eloquently: "If this is true, you will be very passive now. No matter how smart and capable your eldest brother is, he has been completely disabled in martial arts at this time because he is suspected of being the mastermind. I'm afraid
He doesn’t even have a chance to say a word. And you are his younger brother, just like your father and your father-in-law. You can only help him secretly, and you probably don’t have much say.” (To be continued)