The eldest daughter, her weak character has collapsed again

Chapter 147 Killing Chickens and Respecting Himself
Hearing that Master Tai Tuo was coming, Song Zhao sighed deeply and made a bitter face.

He wanted to yell violently, "Hey, you are a nuisance in the middle of the night!"

But he didn't dare, he ran to wait outside the prison, followed behind the two of them, and asked secretly, "My lord, what's the matter in the middle of the night?" ?”

Shen Yuyuan glanced over, and Song Zhao fell silent.

Pei Yanru had been here before, and this time he was familiar with the way. They stopped all the way outside the cell where a group of girls from the Qinxiang case were detained.

Because they were not sure about the identities of these people, they were afraid that they would be silenced if they were released, so they simply locked them up and issued a notice to wait for their family members to come and collect them.

Even at night, the patrols in the prison did not relax in the slightest.

The jailer watched his master come, hurriedly found his companions, and held a torch to light the way ahead for them.

In the gloomy prison, there were cries, sighs, and curses.

Seeing someone approaching, the girls who were huddled together suddenly trembled, and some of them raised their eyes tremblingly.

Since they were locked in, they were still given food and drink, but those cares were gone.

Someone had the courage to ask the jailer, and only then did they know that they had come to Dali Temple.

It is a place dedicated to detaining criminals.

Panic.

Someone opened the door for them, and Pei Yanru walked in, and the girls inside immediately shrank back, curling up with their hands on their knees.

I'm afraid that the person who comes is a deadly ghost.

"Don't be afraid." The soft voice fell.

Pei Yanru squatted in front of one of the girls, she had a little impression of this girl.

"You called Zhu Xiangyun, right?"

Seeing that the woman in front of her knew her name, the vigilance in Zhu Xiangyun's eyes relaxed slightly, "Who is the girl?"

"Pei Yanru." Pei Yanru didn't hide it, and reported himself.

Miss Pei?Zhu Xiangyun exchanged glances with the other sisters.

Pei Yanru is indeed famous, the number one beauty in the capital.

No one can't help the existence of gossiping.

Girl's house is no exception.

"Miss Pei, save us!" Perhaps because of the same sex, many girls got excited and rushed over to grab her skirt, as if grabbing at straws.

This scene fell into Song Zhao's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Living here for free, he didn't charge for it. What's the matter? Are you still dissatisfied?

Pei Yanru didn't get straight to the point, and only comforted a few people. After a while, the girl asked, "Miss Pei, what did you come to see us for?"

In the middle of the night, the girls from ordinary boudoir families have already rested, so why would they come to the prison.

Pei Yanru glanced back, then slowly opened her mouth.

"Are you familiar with Lu Yi?"

When Lu Yi was mentioned, the faces of the girls changed slightly, and they fell silent for a while.

Pei Yanru was not in a hurry, the night was silent, and the faint sound of conversation passed through the air into another cell.

Lu Yi raised his brows, his meaningless eyes sparkled slightly, but they disappeared quickly.

She thought that someone would come, but she didn't expect that the person who would come would be her who only met on both sides.

Forget it.

She thinks so much about what to do.

Live every day.

She is used to the days when she is drunk today, and her expectations and longings have long since ceased to exist.

A few words came occasionally, and Lu Yi closed his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy anymore.

Under Pei Yanru's persuasion, those girls still said it.

Pei Yanru's legs were numb from squatting, she stood up slowly, walked outside, felt several pairs of eyes watching her from behind, and comforted her, "Someone will come to pick you up in a few days."

Song Zhao didn't know what the girl was thinking, so he didn't tell the truth to a few people, and only locked her up with good food and drink.

As everyone knows, the fear of the unknown can destroy people's hearts the most.

As soon as she finished speaking, hope appeared in the eyes of the girls.

Song Zhao: "..."

It's easy to say, but it's not easy to find people in such a big capital city, not to mention these girls from different places, if they find people and post their portraits and go door-to-door to ask them, it will take a year or so at least.

After a few days passed without any news from that day, not to mention the disheartened girls in the prison, even Song Zhao was quite helpless.

The money flowing out is all silver!
But the situation in Lu's residence has not calmed down. Lu Hanlin's disciples went to Dali Temple every now and then to make a fuss. If Dali Temple is really a shopkeeper, those irrational lunatics will definitely vent their anger on those innocent women.

Five days later, in Taifu's mansion, in the study.

Song Zhao was dressed in his normal clothes, his pink-faced scholar-like face was full of sorrow, he leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the noble man sitting upright with tired eyes, and said in a sad voice, "My lord, help me! "

Yun Jiuhe was a frequent visitor to the Grand Tutor's Mansion, now he was wearing a green robe, playing with the jade bone fan, and squinting over, "Master Song, what's wrong?"

He is a fourth-rank official, and Song Zhao is a third-rank official.

It doesn't matter if you call Master Song.

But the two are very familiar with each other.

Mr. Song couldn't hear Mr. Song's sound at all. He glanced over and felt that this guy wanted to make sarcastic remarks, but he was really not bothered. He sighed and said, "The Lu dog thief is solved. But the troubles keep coming, and it's all coming to me. Those lunatics dare not confront them face-to-face, so they can only do small tricks behind their backs, such as smashing the door with bricks, throwing urine, and all kinds of indecent tricks. Yes, even if they are threatened to arrest them, they are not afraid, they just linger."

Hearing this, Yun Jiuhe glanced at Shen Yuyuan.

Seeing that no one wanted to speak, Fang answered, "Then you order one of them to be arrested and killed in public as an example, so that they will never dare to do it again."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Shang Song's eyes like an idiot, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "What?"

Isn't this a common routine, what did he say wrong?
Song Zhao let out a breath, wanting to cry in a storm, "You think I never thought of this trick? I have used it before, so they turned from bright to dark, and I can't catch who did it!"

He killed chickens and respected himself almost!

"Then there's nothing I can do to help." Yun Jiuhe spread his hands, and the bone fan opened with a "wow", and slowly shook it.

He is in charge of investigating cases, and he can't deal with these open and secret fights in the officialdom.

The censer in the corner lit incense, and the aroma was lingering, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Shen Yuyuan slightly raised his eyelids, met his straight eyes with obvious intentions, paused slightly, and opened his lips, "If officials from Yangcheng and other places come to report to the emperor, what problems do you think will happen?"

Yangcheng is located in the north and has a strong accent.

Song Zhao paused, although he didn't understand what Shen Yuyuan's sudden question had to do with his matter, he still replied, "I don't understand the language, I met a man from Yangcheng who was a thief when I was handling a case, but when I asked him, he They said a lot, but I didn't understand a single word."

Yun Jiuhe nodded.

He went to so many places, many places even had different pronunciations for eating, and occasionally made jokes.

But what do adults ask this for?
Both of them looked up at the handsome man in black python robe behind the desk.

"Then how to solve it?" Shen Yuyuan asked again.

How to solve?

Song Zhao and Yun Jiuhe looked at each other. They had never thought about this issue. There were officials in the court who did not understand the language, but they were usually silent and would not hold important positions. The emperor didn't care.

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(End of this chapter)