After Heizi left, Wang Shouyi got out of bed, sat down on the imperial chair, and poured himself a cup of tea. Although the tea was already cold, he didn't care, and drank it in one gulp. The cold tea stimulated the buds, and Wang Shouyi shuddered.

He couldn't help but mutter: "Man, you are really old." There was endless desolation in his tone.

Autumn has passed, the flowers have faded, the temples have turned white, and the time has passed.

I put down the tea cup and looked at the moonlight outside, thinking about something in my mind. Lao BuSi and Wang BuSi had lived in that small mountain village for so long. As soon as they came down from the mountain, someone wanted to stop them. It seemed that someone didn't want them to come back. Who was it?

There is no grievance, no enmity, it is naturally driven by interests. I already have the answer in my heart, but I have no way to prove it for a while.

After a long time, as if he had made up his mind, Wang Shou finally spoke up and shouted to the door: "Old wine".

Then in response, the drunkard pushed the door open and asked, "Master, what are your orders?"

Wang Shouyi didn't want to talk nonsense, so he went straight to the point and said, "Wang Busheng has been arrested. Find someone to say hello and let him go, but you can't let others know that it was our Wang family who did it. Do you understand what I mean?"

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Although the drunkard was a rough man, he still had a good IQ. He naturally understood what the father-in-law meant, so he clasped his hands and nodded: "Please rest assured, father-in-law, I will definitely fulfill my mission."

"Okay, I'll rest assured if I leave it to you. You can go and take care of this matter at dawn. Remember, except you and me, I don't want anyone to know the identity of that kid, especially people from the Duke's Mansion." Wang Shouyi looked at the drunkard and meant

He gave a profound instruction.

The drunkard nodded and went out.

Wang Shouyi looked at the sky in the distance again. A star was shining. The face of a meteor piercing the night sky was the passing of a life and the reincarnation of life. When people get older, they always think more. Wang Shouyi returned to bed.

A thin blanket was covering my body, my heart was full of doubts and entanglements, what happened more than ten years ago appeared in my mind again.

There are no stars or moons. Crime always likes to happen in such an environment. I heard a scream coming from the bedroom of my eldest son Wang Jizu. When everyone pushed the door in, they were all shocked by the scene. My daughter-in-law

, the goddaughter who is also an immortal, is already lying in a pool of blood, blood is still flowing from her chest, her eyes are blank and incredulous, and her son is also covered in blood, with a dagger in his hand, his face

More of a panic.

His infant grandson, unaware of what was happening at the moment, was still playing by himself. The wind chimes on one side were blown by the wind, which always made him laugh.

Wang Shouyi was stunned, Lao Busheng was stunned, and everyone in the Min government was stunned.

His own son actually killed his wife. Who could have imagined that such a thing would happen to two people who were loving, deeply affectionate, mutually supportive, and very close to each other.

The old man was also a meritorious official, and Wang Shouyi could not cover up his son's crimes. Wang Jizu was also severely punished. Although he did not pay for his life, his whole life was basically ruined. He could not inherit the title and could not leave the Duke of Min for even half a step. This was very detrimental to a future.

After such a glorious career, nothing can be a fatal blow.

No one knew the cause and process of what happened, but everyone saw the result. The eldest young master was imprisoned and held for ten years before he was released. It didn't take long for rumors to spread throughout the Duke of Min's mansion.

, saying that the eldest daughter-in-law was unfaithful and had an affair with someone else. Wang Jizu found out about it and killed her in anger. Some people even said that the child was probably not Wang Jizu's biological flesh and blood, and that Wang Jizu belonged to Xi Dang's father.

Of course, Wang Shouyi did not believe these nonsense. His daughter-in-law also grew up under his own watch. She was beautiful, dignified, and gentle in her treatment of others. Her dead father also wore a robe of his own, so his character was guaranteed.

However, such rumors became more and more sinister as they spread. Some people even saw it with their own eyes. The time and place were spread in a certain way. If three people talked about something, the falsehood would slowly become true. In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore.

He stayed and took Wang Busheng away from Min Guogong Mansion. Wang Shouyi did not stop him. After experiencing many battles, he always felt that this matter was very strange. Maybe leaving was also a way to protect the child. Of course, the rumors were too true. Wang Shouyi

Some believe it too.

Although Wang Shouyi asked Lao Immortal and the others to leave, it was impossible for Wang Shouyi to be unquestioning. After all, the child might also be a member of the Wang family, and Heizi's father was responsible for this matter. Of course, they would not appear in front of Lao Immortal, but would only protect them secretly.

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Destined to have no sleep tonight, Wang Shouyi opened the box next to him. Well, it was still password-protected. He took out a yellowed photo from it. It showed an old man. Although he had white hair, he had a majestic appearance and the appearance of countless young people.

He was not energetic. There was a child sitting on his shoulder. He was naughty and playing with Wang Shouyi's beard, with a happy smile on his face.

Gently wiping the photo, a little tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and he murmured: "My child, I'm sorry for you."

The drunkard returned to the bedroom, and the room was filled with the aroma of malty wine. Although the father-in-law told him that he would do this tomorrow, the drunkard still planned to finish the matter now. The night was long and he had many dreams. If something happened to that boy, he would regret it.

Now, I still remember that boy. He was so naughty. As soon as he learned to walk, he had to compete with me to see who could pee farther.

The drunkard picked up the wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, wiped it with his sleeve, and let out a satisfied belch. Sure enough, the drunkard regarded the wine as tea. Since he couldn't come forward in person, he had to find someone to do it, and he had to ensure that this person

Listen to yourself, but also have certain rights, and you can't have any contact with yourself. The drunkard thought about it and finally thought of a person, Wu Zuo, now Songjiang Qianhusuo Qianhu, that boy used to obey orders under his command, and he

He would also take good care of that boy. During the Chinese New Year a few years ago, that boy had called him to wish him a happy new year. Thinking of this, the drunkard didn't even bother to drink another bowl. He took out the phone book and started searching. Finally, he found it and called him.

Songjiang Prefecture, Songjiang Prefecture's modernization development is still very fast. Although the Ming Empire has always implemented a closed-door policy and no one is allowed to go to the sea, the huge benefits of the sea will always urge countless people to flock to it and compete to go to the sea secretly. Therefore, many foreign entertainment

Facilities are also springing up in Songjiang Prefecture.

At this moment, Wu Zuo was sitting in a modern entertainment venue KTV drinking wine.

Wu was just a military attache. You must know that the status of a military attache has always been very embarrassing. He did not have much oil and water, and he had to be restrained by civil servants. He was scolded by them as Qiu Ba, and he was often impeached by the imperial censor Hanlin. Therefore, many people

Wu Zuoshi is such a person who is unwilling to be a military attache. Although he is a military attache and has achieved great achievements on the battlefield, he still likes to wear a Confucian shirt, hold a feather fan in his hand, and pretend to be a Confucian scholar.

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According to common sense, Wu Zuang still has no money left to spend in such a high-end entertainment venue. Firstly, the salary is too low. Secondly, there is a shrew in the family, the management is too strict, and there is no pocket money. Generally, the couple will fight and the woman will cry.

, shedding tears, even those with a bad temper would wipe their necks and hang themselves, but this Mrs. Wu was not like that. They asked for a martial arts competition, each person had a weapon, and whoever won would listen to whoever won. Of course, it was Wu's fault every time he lost.

My skills are not as good as others, so I can only give in. Wu Zuo cannot go to entertainment venues. However, my wife recently returned to her parents' home, so opportunities like this are rare, not to mention that there are people to treat her.

Songjiang Prefecture's Criminal Registrar Li Zuozuo. This Li Zuozuo also came from a noble family, but his knowledge was a little poor and he couldn't pass the exam. He could only spend money to donate to officials and work in the local area for several years. As for his grades, he didn't get good grades.

It didn't matter. He spent some money to take care of things in the imperial court. Li Zuozuo was transferred from the local area to the county. Although the rank of the criminal director was a little lower, he still had great power and managed Songjiang.

All prison matters in the government can be regarded as the real power of the Yamen.

The small ninth-grade criminal master register is not even a shrimp in Songjiang Mansion. If you pick an official at random, his rank is much higher than that of Li Dangzuo. In order to draw closer attention to leaders at all levels, Li Dangzuo has money.

, naturally we often organize banquets, exchange cups and cups, and we can’t rely on friends who are friends with meat and wine, but they can be used.

The private room reserved by Li Zuozuo was very large. Basically, he invited all the reputable people in Songjiang Mansion. Of course, he still couldn't invite people from the British government. Low-level officials like Li Zuozuo could not even enter the British government.

He also has no qualifications for the government. Even Xie Xiangrong, the magistrate of Songjiang, a dignified fourth-grade civil servant, wanted to see the British prince, but he was ignored and ignored. Whether he met or not depended entirely on his mood.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Wu Zui enjoyed the meal very well. Although he was a court official, he usually only ate simple meals. It was difficult to eat meat. The main reason was that the salary was too low and the family could only

Barely maintaining, if it weren't for the fact that he still had some black income as a Qianhu official in the first government, otherwise the usual human relations would have brought Wu Zuo down.

Wu Zuo was enjoying the feast and even picked up the meat to eat. His face was stained with oil and was not bothered at all. The civil servants on the side were very disgusted and leaned to one side involuntarily.

After chewing a pork knuckle, Wu Zui was very satisfied. The meat was tender and the skin was smooth. No wonder the emperor liked it. He wiped the oil stains on his face. Wu Zuo started to enjoy the show.

A very coquettishly dressed woman was babbling and singing, and there were two backup dancers next to her. Wu Zuishi didn't like this kind of show very much. It had to be exposed but not exposed. It was very uncomfortable to watch, and it was worse than painful.

Go to the bathhouse to feel refreshed.

Several officials were commenting on the women on the stage, and as the host, Li Dingzuo was also chatting enthusiastically with everyone.

At this time, the cell phone in Wu Zui's arms rang. When he took out the phone and looked at it, Wu Zui's blood suddenly surged. He was so familiar with the number, just like his first love, which he had already engraved in his heart.

Wu Zui stood up and left the box without making a sound. It was like this every time. He left as soon as he was full. He didn't dare to participate in the following programs. Everyone was already used to it. After all, the old Wu family had a fierce wife.

In a corner, Wu Dingcheng carefully answered the phone, his body bent unconsciously, "Hello, Mr. Jiu,"

"I need your help with something," the drunkard asked directly on the phone without being polite to Wu.

"Jiuye, if you have something to do, just give me your orders. Even if I have to go up the mountain of swords or get off the oil pan, I, Wu Zuosheng, will not frown at all and will complete the job with quality and quantity." Wu Zuosheng swore that Jiuye was from the Duke of Min's Mansion.

When people are asked to do something by themselves, they value themselves and give themselves face. Wu Zuang was very excited.

"It's not that serious. It's done. I owe you a favor as an alcoholic."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zuang was very surprised and his heart was beating fast. Jiuye's favor was not acceptable to ordinary people. But he said, "Jiuye, you are too polite. If you have something to say, just say it."

After thinking for a while, the drunkard said, "I have a junior who was arrested by Tiancishan Zhizhen and said he was going to be sentenced. I hope he will receive a fair trial."

Wu Zuo understands the meaning of the drunkard. This is the rhythm of wanting to be a monk and wanting to eat meat. As for the drunkard, Wu Zuo only believes in the second half. It doesn't matter whether he is a junior or not. If the drunkard can speak in person, his identity will naturally not matter.

Generally speaking, it is possible that a drunkard gave birth to an illegitimate child.
Chapter completed!