The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 302 Jiaojiao beat people (one more)

What happened to yourself?

Although there have been times of restlessness before, but they were quickly suppressed, but this time...

This uncontrollable feeling made Xiao Liulang at a loss and even a little irritable.

Did he read so many sage books, but in the end he only became a beast?

He shook his head, forcing himself to get the distracting thoughts out of his mind.

The effect is unsatisfactory.

It seems that the more forcibly suppressed, the more it is like tumbling magma, burning his entire chest cavity hot.

In the end, he had no choice but to get up and go to the ancient well in the backyard to draw a bucket of water and take a cool shower.

Gu Jiao was much more heartless here, teasing is true, and falling asleep after teasing is not fake.

Someone fell asleep almost next to the pillow.

However, she was destined to not sleep well this time.

She was dreaming again.

She dreamed of Xiao Liulang, an official in the Hanlin Academy.

Xiao Liulang was born in a poor family, and he beat the King of Anjun to win the new division champion, and was envied and envied by many people.

The Imperial Academy is also the territory of Master Zhuang, and his situation in it can be imagined.

However, gold always shines, no matter how those colleagues suppress and exclude Xiao Liulang, Xiao Liulang's ingenuity still has the opportunity to display.

But not in the Hanlin Academy, but in the Department of Punishment.

It turned out that there was a murder case in the Ministry of Punishment. The murderer was captured by a passing Hanlin officer and handed over to the Ministry of Punishment, but not long after the murderer's family came to the Hanlin Academy, saying that the Hanlin Academy had arrested the wrong person and his father was not the murderer.

It was a nine-year-old child.

No one would believe the words of a child, only Xiao Liulang went to the Ministry of Punishment, and Xiao Liulang found out that the child's father was indeed not the murderer.

Xiao Liulang helped the Ministry of Punishment capture the real murderer, and was greatly appreciated by the Minister of Punishment.

As things progressed to this point, Xiao Liulang seemed to have a successful official fortune and finally managed to keep the clouds open to see the moon, but Xiao Liulang was hit by a little Taoist nun who fell from the upstairs on the way back from the Punishment Department.

He was knocked unconscious on the spot, and the little Taoist nun also fainted.

In broad daylight, a man and a woman were dizzy together, unknowingly thinking what happened to the two of them.

At that time, Xiao Liulang was wearing the official uniform of the Hanlin Academy, and the matter quickly spread.

Xiao Liulang's reputation was ruined, and his official career also came to an end.

When Gu Jiao woke up, she sat on the head of the bed and hugged the quilt for a while with a toothache.

My husband is really in retrograde water.

Smart is really smart, bad luck is really bad luck.

The odds of being hit in the street by someone is about the same as the chance of winning the lottery in the previous life. Can this also happen?

It's actually easy to avoid. She remembered that when Xiao Liulang left the punishment department, he was stopped and reprimanded by a Hanlin officer surnamed Yang. If it wasn't for this delay, Xiao Liulang could have perfectly staggered the disaster. .

Before dawn, Gu Jiao got up.

In the past, Xiao Liulang also got up early, but not earlier than Gu Jiao, but today is an exception.

He fetched water in the backyard, first fetching it from the ancient well, then carrying the buckets back to the stove and pouring them into the water tank.

Judging by the way he was sweating profusely, it was not difficult to guess that he had been working for a long time.

"Why so early? You won't be up at night, will you?" Gu Jiao said strangely.

The energy is too strong, you must do some physical work to consume it, otherwise you will get angry.

Of course, Xiao Liulang didn't say that.

He sternly said, "I slept, it was a little hot, so I got up early."

It's quite hot, especially when the ancients wore more clothes.

Gu Jiao felt that the capital was hotter than the countryside, so she slept and her bedclothes were soaked with sweat.

She drank water and went back to her room to take a shower.

Hearing the sound of rushing water, Xiao Liulang's chest was full of blood, and he only felt that he had tossed around in vain all morning.

Xiao Jingkong didn't go to school today. He practiced kung fu in the backyard for a while. After breakfast, he went to play with Zhao Xiaobao next door.

Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun also took a ten-day vacation, and they slept late in the house.

Gu Jiao didn't tell Xiao Liulang what she saw in her dream, and went to the hospital as usual.

Xiao Liulang went to the Hanlin Academy.

As soon as he entered the main entrance, he saw a lot of Hanlin officials standing in the open space in front of the hall, and the atmosphere was intense and he didn't know what was being discussed.

He has always had nothing to do with the excitement, and he didn't plan to join them, so he headed to his office.

But before taking two steps, he saw Ning Zhiyuan at the corner of the corridor quietly beckoning to him.

After thinking about it, he went there anyway.

Ning Zhiyuan pulled him to the other side of the corridor and whispered gossip: "Have you heard? King Anjun made a great contribution this morning!"

"Oh." Xiao Liulang responded perfunctorily, not interested.

"Hey—" Ning Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, "It's your opponent anyway, so don't you wonder what he did? You're the champion, he's the second place, and it stands to reason that you have to climb faster than him. Faster than you... well, it's normal to be faster than you, who can't make you beat your father."

This is the true truth. A poor student who has struggled for ten or eight years may not be able to reach the starting line of others.

Some people are born at their end.

But Ning Zhiyuan still wanted to say: "There was a murder case in Beifang Street, and it was reported in the middle of the night. The murderer was caught this morning."

"King Anjun caught it?" Xiao Liulang asked.

Ning Zhiyuan said: "That's right, he came on duty, and when he passed by the Department of Punishment, he ran into his uncle, the waiter of the Department of Punishment, and the waiter of the Department of Punishment told him about it. Captured! He can't get away from the punishment department at the moment, and he asked someone to come to the Hanlin Academy to ask for leave, saying that he will come back in the afternoon. Why do you think he is so powerful?"

It’s okay to have a good background, but he is better and harder than ordinary people, how can ordinary people live!

The entire Hanlin Academy was shocked by the fact that King Anjun solved the case. At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"You caught the wrong person! My father is not the murderer! Not him!"

is the voice of a child.

Xiao Liulang followed the prestige and looked around.

Ning Zhiyuan said, "Let's go and have a look!"

He thought that Xiao Liulang would refuse, after all, he was never a person who likes to watch the fun.

Little did he know that Xiao Liulang actually followed.

There was a commotion outside the door.

A child wearing a commoner, less than ten years old, with a thin body and messy clothes, he was sweating profusely and lost one of his shoes, perhaps because he had been running all the way.

He tried to rush in, but was stopped by Kong Mu of the Hanlin Academy.

His eyes were red, but he held back his tears: "You Hanlin Academy arrested the wrong person! My father is not the murderer! He didn't kill anyone!"

After all, it was a child. I heard that a Hanlin official helped solve the case, so I thought that his father was arrested and brought to the Hanlin Academy.

He shouted piercingly, but no one in the room believed him.

Kong Mu was a little impatient: "How do we know if your father is the murderer? Even if you want to make trouble, you should go to the Punishment Department to make trouble. Our Hanlin Academy is not a place to hear cases!"

"Where is the punishment and punishment department... I finally found the Hanlin Academy..." The child finally couldn't help it and cried in despair, seeing that he could no longer walk, and the soles of his feet were worn out. blood bubbles.

Murderer's child.

Not many people really sympathized with him.

Just when he couldn't help crying, a tall and tall figure came to him: "I'll take you to the punishment department."

His crying stopped abruptly, he raised his tearful eyes, and looked at the handsome face like an immortal in disbelief: "Really, really?"

Everyone looked at Xiao Liulang like a fool.

Help a murderer's child, is he crazy?

"I'm asking for a leave." Xiao Liulang said to Kongmu.

Kongmu Yuemo was shocked by his behavior and didn't say a word.

Xiao Liulang hired a carriage and took the child to the punishment department.

The child's narrative ability is fairly clear. From what Xiao Liulang learned from him, he had abdominal pains in the middle of the night. His father went out to find a husband for him, but he didn't return overnight. The next day, he heard that his father was caught as a murderer.

His mother has passed out.

Xiao Liulang asked, "Is there anyone else in the family?"

He shook his head: "No more. My lord, my father won't kill! He really won't! Trust me!"

Xiao Liulang only believed in evidence.

If his father is really the murderer, then he must understand that the court has not wronged anyone.

If his father is not, then the court will also give his father justice.

Xiao Liulang took the person to the Ministry of Punishment.

Seeing that it was the Hanlin official, the guards of the Ministry of Punishment were very polite. He took Xiao Liulang to the side hall, where the Prince of Anjun was discussing the details of the case with his uncle Qin Shilang.

Because the murderer refuses to plead guilty, they must find more evidence to convict the murderer.

"Master Qin, there is someone from the Hanlin Academy." The guard reported outside the door.

Qin Shilang was puzzled: "Why are the people from the Hanlin Academy here?"

Anjun Wang shook his head: "I don't know."

He was also confused.

"Come in." Qin Shilang said.

Xiao Liulang walked in with the child.

"It's you?" Anjun Wang frowned, and his eyes fell on the child, "Who is he?"

"He is the son of the suspect, he went to the Hanlin Academy." Xiao Liulang said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Qin Shilang had heard a little about the new champion, and when he saw him leaning on a cane, he could almost guess the identity of the other party.

Hmph, is this kid who robbed his nephew of the number one spot?

The boy said, "My father is not a murderer! He didn't kill anyone!"

"Who told you to bring him in? Take him out soon!" Qin Shilang finished drinking sharply, seeing that Xiao Liulang didn't move, he said coldly, "Someone!"

A guard came in and took the crying child out.

Xiao Liulang looked at Anjun King.

He didn't say a word, but King Ke'an was inexplicably seen by his eyes like a thorn on his back, and he sighed: "In the middle of the night, he appeared suspiciously on the street. When Wu Yang found him along the bloodstains along the way, He was planning to bury the tools of the crime."

"My father is not suspicious! My stomach hurts! He went out to ask a doctor for me! You are suspicious! You wronged a good man!"

In the corridor outside the door, there was the stubborn roar of the child.

"May I go and have a look?" Xiao Liulang asked.

The Hanlin Academy is not allowed to interfere in the work of the Department of Punishment. King Anjun is purely helping his uncle, but since he has all intervened, it is no big deal for Xiao Liulang to take a look.

The corpse was parked in the ice cellar of the Ministry of Punishment.

Xiao Liulang went to see the body first, and then went to see the child's father.

"The boy's father was a butcher."

King Anjun said to Xiao Liulang.

It was as if he was telling Xiao Liulang that it would be easier to kill people who killed more people.

"You arrested the wrong person, the murderer is not him." Xiao Liulang said.

Qin Shilang laughed angrily: "If you say no, then no?"

Xiao Liulang said: "The wound is on the lower right abdomen of the deceased, the back of the knife is on the top, the blade is on the bottom, and the tip of the knife is slightly deviated to the left back. This is an oblique stab wound. Using the right hand to stab at such an angle will not be easy enough. With a knife in his left hand, his dominant hand is likely left."

Anjun Wang frowned: "You mean he is left-handed?"

Xiao Liulang nodded.

Prince An: "That butcher..."

Xiao Liulang: "I tried it, he is not left-handed."

Prince An's expression became solemn.

Qin Shilang sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could the prince catch the wrong murderer?"

Qin Shilang was not so arbitrary in the past. He also had too much confidence in the Duke of Anjun, and felt that as long as it was sent by the King of Anjun, it could never be wrong.

"Are there footprints at the scene?" Xiao Liulang asked.

"Yes." King An handed the blueprint drawn by the painter from the scene to Xiao Liulang. "The footprints are deep on one side and shallow on the other, so they should be injured, and the suspect's leg happened to be injured..."

Xiao Liulang looked at the drawing and said, "It's not an injury, it's a natural lameness. The footprints of the injury are messy and of different shades, and these footprints are very regular."

The King of Anjun was dumbfounded.

I wanted to ask how you knew, but when I glanced over his legs, it became clear again.

There was no sign of a fight at the scene, and the perpetrator was more likely to be an acquaintance.

And the other party is a man, about five feet tall.

Qin Shi Lang didn't believe it at first, but he didn't believe it. Someone else believed it. Another Shi Lang, surnamed Ming, took the guards to find the murderer.

According to the characteristics provided by Xiao Liulang, the murderer was brought to justice without much effort.

Ming Shilang's eyes were crooked with a smile.

Oh my god, this is simply a credit that fell from the sky! Who knew that you could catch a fake if you catch a murderer!

He patted Shilang Qin on the shoulder and said with a smile, "It's not necessarily better to start first, right?"

The corners of Qin Shilang's mouth were about to twitch.

Ming Shilang went to the Minister of Punishment to ask for credit. Of course, he did not forget to bring Xiao Liulang with him.

The Minister of Punishment was surprised: "How did you understand this?"

The Hanlin Academy would never teach this, would it?

Xiao Liulang paused and said, "My eldest brother used to be a Zuzuo."

In order to support his mother and young Xiao Liulang, Brother Xiao gave up the opportunity to study and entered a low-ranking job.

The Minister of Punishment suddenly realized that he had also heard a little about the life experience of this new champion. He heard that he came from a poor family, but he didn't expect that there was another big brother who was a geek.

The Minister of Punishment asked: "Your eldest brother is now..."

Xiao Liulang whispered: "He died."

"what……"

The Minister of Punishment did not have a good impression of Hanlin officials. Maybe because he didn't enter the Hanlin at the beginning, he said that the grapes were sour when he couldn't eat them.

But he felt that Xiao Liulang was not the same as those Hanlin officials who felt superior to others, and he accidentally chatted with Xiao Liulang late.

It was noon when Xiao Liulang came out of the punishment department.

It was about the same time as Gu Jiao expected.

On the other hand, the news that Prince An had arrested the wrong person had already been communicated back to the Hanlin Academy, and Yang Shidu came to the Punishment Department angrily.

What happened to Xiao Liulang? Relying on how smart you are, you are defiant, right? He actually dared to demolish the platform of the Prince of Anjun, does he still want to work hard in the Hanlin Academy?

Wouldn't he secretly offer tricks to the Duke of Anjun and have to slap the King of Anjun in public?

Yang Shidu is furious!

The carriage stopped in a small alley near the Ministry of Punishment.

As soon as Yang Shidu jumped out of the carriage, someone put a sack in it!

It wasn’t too far from the Criminal Department to the Imperial Academy. The reason why the carriage was hired in the morning was because the child couldn’t walk, and now Xiao Liulang planned to walk back.

He took a short cut.

As he walked through that secluded alley, he always felt that something was going to happen, and he looked back, but saw nothing.

strangeness.

Suddenly there is an illusion of life after the catastrophe.

In a stable near the Ministry of Punishment, Yang Shidu was beaten with a sack and screamed.

"Rescue- ow--"

"Fate - ow - ow -"

"Ow—"

Bullying my husband, hehehe!

Gu Jiao's small fists greeted him like snowflakes.

Yang Shidu was beaten to the point of doubting his life.

He was murdered once outside the gate of the Ministry of Punishment, and no one dared to believe it.

Gu Jiao beat people up, and it took a long time to remember the business.

oops!

Forgot there was a little Taoist girl to save!

It would be bad if she fell to her death!

She didn't fall to her death in the dream, because Xiao Liulang gave her a back pad, and now there is no human flesh pad!

"Humph!"

Gu Jiao kicked Yang Shidu, took back her exclusive sack, and hurriedly ran towards the alley where the little Daoist fell from the building.

Too bad she was a step late.

The little Taoist girl had slipped and fell from the window on the third floor.

Gu Changqing had just come out of the military camp when he caught a glimpse of his sister sneaking around near the penal department.

He was curious about what the little girl was doing, so he walked over on his horse.

Just halfway there, a loud noise came from overhead, and a small figure broke out of the window and fell from above.

Gu Changqing's eyes moved, and he flew up, caught the opponent in the air, and slowly fell back to the horse.

The little Taoist aunt glanced at him in shock, her eyes lit up: "...General Fu?"

I tilted my head and fainted!

- Say, did you write General Fu based on Gu Changqing's appearance?

Old Sacrificial Wine: Cough! As long as I don't admit it, no!

Little Daoist Nun: Today is the day to hit a real person ^_^