Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 112 Proof of the purse, how do you see her?
Those familiar pages were flipping rapidly in her mind, ink blots passing by like a fleeting shadow, reflecting what Song Daiyan had done in the past two years.

He opened private mines and killed people.

He took a concubine's room, spattered with blood.

Eloped outside, sent someone to give money, and a wisp of Buddha incense on the purse, Buddha...

The tumbling scene suddenly came to a standstill, Su Rao's eyes were sharply focused, and she looked at Yan Yun like a sword, "I remembered, after Song Daiyan died in his concubine's room, he specially invited the master of the ancient Buddhist temple to come to the mansion for a ritual ceremony , and offered a memorial tablet for her in the temple, and occasionally go to see it."

Because of his good superficial skills, it was said that Song Daiyan was affectionate and righteous, and he was a good match.

But in fact, the concubine was killed by someone, and he pretended to be deaf and dumb. The mausoleum was built two years ago, and he never paid homage to it once. Instead, he went to the temple to add sesame oil and money.

What is the reason for this?
"An ancient Buddhist temple."

Yan Yun chewed these words between his lips and teeth, thought for a moment and decided: "We will leave immediately after the matter here is finished."

"it is good."

After finalizing the next itinerary, Su Rao saw that there was still a mountain of official documents piled up in his hand, so she got up and said, "Young Master, let's get busy first, I won't bother you."

She went straight out.

The afternoon sun was quiet and soft, shining into the house through the cracked ice-covered window, and falling on the cool and picturesque eyebrows of the young man. He was sitting upright, quietly watching the figure push open the door, The robes disappeared from view.

The house returned to silence.

Yan Yun didn't know how long he sat frozen, and suddenly ordered: "Go and get Zhu Yan."

The figure in the dark immediately disappeared.

Not long after, the door of the room was quietly pushed open with a creak, and a head poked out. The person who came first looked around vigilantly, then slowly looked at the thin figure behind the desk, and smiled. Extremely flattering: "The young master has come to find his subordinates, what orders do you have?"

"Get in."

"Yes."

Zhuyan trembled all over, and subconsciously wanted to run away, but that cold, indifferent gaze fell on him, like a cold knife, forcing him to move his trembling calf with difficulty, dawdling Move towards him.

Three meters away, stop immediately.

Yan Yun didn't make a sound, and he didn't dare to speak casually. The eyes of the master and the servant met, and the flash of swords and swords flashed. Zhu Yan couldn't hold on and was the first to lose. His legs softened and he knelt down on the ground spinelessly. .

"The subordinates know their mistakes, and they must be beaten and punished, but it is up to the young master to make the decision."

He spoke forcefully, but at the next breath he raised his head and looked at Yan Yun with tears in his eyes, his face full of grievances.

Yan Yun turned a blind eye to this, and said coldly, "You've lived a happy life these few days."

"No no."

Zhu Yan shook her head like a rattle, and quickly argued for herself: "My subordinates are worried about your son's condition day and night, and I can't eat well, and I can't sleep well, and I have lost a lot of weight visible to the naked eye."

To show his loyalty, he hastily rolled up his sleeves, "Look, even his arms are thinner."

"is it?"

Yan Yun glanced at him, and there was no change at all, even with his slightly white arms, he silently tugged at the corners of his lips.

It would have been too much for someone else to pretend, but who is Zhu Yan?

He is the number one dog around the son of the world. Over the years of polishing, he has cultivated a thick skin comparable to a city wall. I'm afraid there won't be a hole in it if hot oil is poured on it.

How could he take such a small scene to heart.

According to what he knew about his young master, when he was still sitting here and talking to him, it was mostly thunder and rain, and a little punishment would pass.

That's why he had the courage to talk nonsense.

Seeing that Yan Yun had no intention of getting angry, Zhu Yan hurriedly hit the iron while the iron was hot, and said with a flattering smile: "The loyalty of my subordinates to the son can be learned from the world, and the sun and the moon can be shown. You tell me to go east, and I will never go west. You tell me to beat the dog." , I will never kill chickens..."

"Order Yaohuan to rush to Yunzhou."

As soon as Yan Yun spoke, Zhu Yan's eloquent voice stopped abruptly.

He stared blankly at his master, his laughing expression gradually cracked, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he fell to the ground in grief and indignation: "You should punish me, I can be punished by whipping, confinement or silence, and my subordinates will never complain."

"Didn't you just say that I pointed east and you never went west?"

Yan Yun looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhu Yan complained endlessly in his heart, how could he have thought that the young master would do such a trick?He would rather die if he had to stay with that crazy woman all day.

But he never dared to say this to Yan Yun.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "That's different. The reason why my subordinates stay away from Yaohuan is to be loyal to their master. Otherwise, they will be entangled with her all day long and cannot get away. How can they care about serious matters? What do you think?" right?"

Yan Yun didn't comment, but looked at him coldly.

Zhu Yan couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while, and didn't dare to speak casually, the atmosphere froze again.

After an unknown amount of time, the man's cold voice slowly came to mind in the room.

"If you do something out of tune again, you will never forgive me lightly."

After hearing this, Zhu Yan immediately turned from grief to joy. He knew that this punishment seemed to have escaped, and it was rare for such a good thing to happen. He stood up very winkingly, and went to the table to study ink for Yan Yun .

Yan Yun glanced at him, did not refuse, and took the official document next to him and began to annotate.

Zhu Yan, who succeeded in the first test, was overjoyed, this is a good sign!
It shows that his ancestors are in a good mood today.

While studying the ink, he glanced at the candied fruit beside the table, hesitated again and again, and took advantage of the gap between Yan Yun's exchange of official documents, and asked casually, "Miss, have you been here just now?"

"Ah."

The concise and clear answer made Zhu Yan happy, and asked again: "Then did she say anything?"

"What do you want to know?"

While Yan Yun was taking notes, he was distracted talking to him.

Usually, Zhuyan is stalking and stalking, and his ancestors remain unmoved, cherishing words like gold. He has never been treated like this before. He can only attribute all changes to Su Rao.

After deliberating over and over again, Zhu Yan tentatively asked: "Your Master, what is your plan for Miss Su?"

Yan Yun suddenly stopped writing and turned to look at him.

Zhu Yan was so startled by this action that he instantly jumped two steps away, tremblingly said: "Sub, did you say something wrong?"

He had tried his best to suppress his excitement and curiosity, and asked quite tactfully.

But obviously, his young master doesn't think so.

Yan Yun's eyes were calm, as calm as autumn water, and he didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly like this, Zhu Yan was most afraid of his appearance, seeing his appearance made his heart shudder, and secretly prepared to run away if something changed.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the jade carving person had no intention of doing anything.

He was calm and peaceful, and seemed to be in a trance.

"Sir?"

Zhu Yan bravely called out.

The man's wandering and bewildered expression suddenly gathered, and his cold eyes swept towards him. Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yan heard his always resolute and decisive son sigh softly in an unprecedented tone: "I don't know."

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