Chapter 1477 Shoot It Down! Pluck, Feed the Dog
"Yunfu is guilty?"
In the Six Kings Mansion on the main street, the yamen guard, Langtou, explained everything that happened in the yamen. After he finished speaking, the majestic man sitting opposite him smiled coldly: "He really said that?" Nodding hurriedly, his eyes also showed puzzlement: "According to what you said, my lord, the family surnamed Liu should be in the same spirit as the Yun family, but for some reason, that person is eating inside and outside the lobby, trapping the Yun family in eternal doom. The water is in dire straits, the little one dare not make rash claims, seeing the relationship between the plan and you
There was a mistake in the previous instruction, so I delayed it for the time being, and came here to ask the master, what should I do next? "
The sixth prince raised his brows slightly, looked at the hammer, but got up and walked directly in front of him.
Hammer only felt that Mount Tai was pressing down on him, rushing towards his face, he couldn't bear it so he fell to his knees with a thump, and he didn't forget to bury his head heavily.
"You know, what is good and what is evil?" The sixth prince bypassed the little guard, but walked to the window, staring at the scenery outside the window, with a warm smile in his eyes.
Hammer didn't know why, so he hesitated for a while before replying hesitantly: "The villain is ignorant, talking nonsense, just, only thinks that those who do good to others should be good, and those who do harm to others should be evil? Like, so..."
The Sixth Prince stared at a black perched bird outside the window, and asked with great interest: "Then do you think that the Yun family is good or evil?"
Hammer was so choked that he didn't dare to make a sound, and after holding it in for a long time, he said: "It's...it's evil..."
"It's good." The sixth prince said.
Hammer hurriedly changed his words: "Yes, yes, yes, it is good, it is good."
The sixth prince smiled: "Why is it kind?".
Hammer is just a mediocre yamen guard, how can he understand such a profound question of human nature, he can't answer this question. The sixth lord didn't seem to need him to answer, he just said to himself: "If you think you are right, you think you are good. It may not be true kindness, but you have done enough in style. You are always compassionate and compassionate for the country and the people. Splashing a little bit of dirty water on him would kill him, but he didn't want to, nothing
Official position, two no honors, but relying on being related to the royal family, he forgets about it, and he can't even weigh a few pounds or two. "
Hammer didn't know how to answer, so he opened his mouth to respond: "What you said is, what you said is..."
"They don't take favors from me, and I don't want to force them." The sixth prince looked at the hammer and sneered coldly: "I don't want to invite Yizhi anymore. Isn't it for business and not for personal gain? Since they pleaded guilty voluntarily , then you should go to jail, you will inform the Yamen, and deal with it truthfully."
Hammer was startled when he heard this: "Really...really going to jail? Then if the higher-ups ask..."
"Superior?" The sixth prince laughed loudly: "If there is evidence and evidence, he is the Ninth Five-Year Honor, so how can he bend the law for personal gain?"
Hearing that, Hammer shuddered and felt a chill on his back and sweat on his forehead. He didn't dare to think about how much cynicism and sarcasm were contained in Wang Ye's "Ninth Five-Year Honor" just now. do it.
After Hammer left, the study room became quiet. The Sixth Prince did not leave the room, but stood in front of the window, staring at the black bird outside the window that had been staring at him for a long time, and called out: "Come here."
Soon a servant came in.
The sixth prince's eyes were cold: "Shoot the black bird down for me, pluck its hair, and feed it to the dog."
The attendant paused for a moment, and naturally remembered that the master was most jealous of black, so he quickly raised his head to recognize the appearance of the bird outside the window, and immediately agreed: "Yes."
After a while, there was the sound of pinging, bells, and bangs in the yard. The attendants used various methods, some used slingshots, some held bows and arrows, and some hurriedly climbed trees to kill themselves.
The Sixth Prince was not interested in watching, so he turned and left the study.
But after taking two steps, he stomped his feet again, turned around and glanced at the door of the study, walked in again, opened the second drawer in front of the desk, and put an envelope inside on the table.
After doing all this, he left, took a soft sedan chair, and went to the Ministry of Officials to order.
And when the Sixth Prince left and the courtyard was in chaos due to rounding up the black bird, a figure like a sharp blade easily entered the study like thunder and lightning.
Rong Leng didn't even look at the envelope on the table.
The letter paper is pulpy yellow, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of bitter flowers. The envelope is poisonous. Last night he visited the Six Princes' Mansion and stole the roster of contacts in the mansion. Okay, so now, the other party is planning to catch the turtle in the urn.
Rong Ling went around to the back wall of the study room, without reaching out, just observing the cabinet with his eyes. Soon, he stopped in front of a cabinet decorated with a tripod clock on the right. He found that the dust on the front and back of the cabinet was Quite shallower than other cabinets.
He approached a little, lifted the lid of the cauldron, and saw that it was full of ashes, but there was half a piece of burnt paper corner with the words "Zhihui Yaji" printed on it.
Remembering that word in his mind, Rong Leng put the lid on again, restored it to its original state, and continued to inspect other cabinets.
There are no flaws on the cabinet surface, and the ground is as clean as new, and it seems that there are no flaws anymore.
But Rong Leng stood in front of the table, looked around the whole study room, and soon fixed his eyes on a wolf hair vermilion pen on the table.
Rong Leng carefully took off the vermilion pen, and saw that there were two small characters on the side of the pen, which were engraved with the word "Zheng Kui".
Putting the vermilion pen back, Rong Leng scanned the table again, and saw the same lettering on the handle of the candlestick in front of the table - Zheng Kui.
In this way, he proceeded step by step, took a moment of effort, and finally came to his mind.
When he left, he was as silent as when he came, but after he left, the black bird that had been hovering over the mansion courtyard, stalking the servants of the palace like a dog, also fluttered its wings and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Rong Leng returned to the back alley of the alley, took off his black clothes, and put on a black robe at the same time, walked out quickly, and asked the little guard of the Rujiang Palace next to him: "The six kings are in the staff department, can you serve as an attendant?" ?”
The little guard didn't know why he asked this question, Nana said: "The six kings served in the Ministry of Officials, it was ordered by the emperor, and it is easy to serve, but the servant, the servant... probably never served before."
The waiter is the writing teacher in every ministry, in other words, he is the copywriter of every ministry. It is impossible for a majestic prince to take on such a bad job.
Rong Leng rolled his eyelids: "It's not for serving the face, but it's easy to use block script. The characters are broad, not sloppy, and neatly laid out. It's more official than the copyists outside."
The little guard didn't know what he meant, so he said, "The yamen requires officials to write neatly and concisely, and the six kings can use regular script, so it shouldn't be surprising..."
Rong Leng knew that the little guard really didn't understand, and didn't know what he meant, so he changed the subject: "Six kings are good poems?"
The little guard had never heard of this, Nana shook her head.
Rong Leng saw that the little guard was really useless, so he didn't ask any more questions. He just got into the carriage and told the coachman: "Zhihui Yaji."