Chapter 325: There Are Orphans in the Depths of the Bamboo Sea
With a scream and a bang, the door was pushed open, and Shen Yu led his people in with a roar. At first glance, he saw that Xu Guangdou's mouth was full of blood, and the front of his clothes was stained with blood, and he was already unconscious.
There, Lin Bulang was holding a sword upside down. Blood was dripping from the tip of the sword, with murderous intent on his face.
The examiner's face changed slightly, and he asked in a trembling voice: "What...what's going on!"
Lin Bulang had no expression on his face and said coldly: "This man is too noisy, I cut off his tongue..."
Hearing this, Zhen Zhou was so shocked that his eyes widened. After a while, he shook his head and sighed: "This... this is a bit inappropriate..."
Lin Bulang raised his eyebrows, stared at Shen Yu coldly and said, "I've done everything, so what's wrong? If you think there's a problem, you can keep your tongue..."
The judge shrank his neck in fright, covered his mouth with both hands, and shook his head in horror.
Only then did Su Ling speak out: "No, don't scare Shen Cao. He has upheld justice for us. We must thank Shen Cao..."
The judge shook his head again and again, covered his mouth and made a grunting sound.
Su Ling smiled, came over and put his arm on Shen Yu's shoulders and said, "Don't worry, Shen Cao! We are friends, and friends have to help each other..."
Friends have to help each other, so if I hit you, it will be in vain...
Su Ling paused and then said: "Besides, Xu Guangdou's curses are really unpleasant. He kept his tongue and cursed to make Cao angry. It's nothing. What if he was talking nonsense?
Isn’t it troublesome to talk nonsense that insults Cao Cao’s reputation... So, I will cut off his tongue for you... There is no problem, right?"
Shen Yu nodded hurriedly and said: "Master Chen is still thinking carefully...Thinking carefully! Of course there is no problem..."
Su Ling nodded and said: "Since there is no problem, just call your men and take Xu Guangdou back to the Judiciary Cao. If you splash it with cold water, you will always wake up... When the time comes, the Judiciary Cao will be able to wake up."
Just give it a good trial...and remember, to eradicate the root cause, it must be done quickly, otherwise changes will happen if it is too late!"
With that said, Su Ling patted his shoulder again.
Shen Yu secretly thought, your tongue has been broken by you, no matter how much you try, you can only say "Uh-oh", why bother trying...
He could only smile bitterly, cupped his hands and said, "In that case, Shen will take your leave... Mr. Chen, we have a long way to go..."
Su Ling nodded, suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked nonchalantly: "Oh, by the way, this Xu Guangdou can write, right..."
There was a trace of ridicule on the examiner's face and he said: "I know how to write..."
Su Ling's heart sank. This was going to be difficult. He couldn't say it out loud. If he was asked to write that he was Su Ling, he would still be exposed.
He regretted that he had been a little impulsive just now.
But what Shen Yu said next made him laugh a little.
"But he can't write much. Apart from one to ten, hundreds and thousands, he can also write his own name...others, he can't do anything else...otherwise his brother will correct him
Nan will not always let him go out to do things, almost everyone in Bohai City knows this..."
Su Ling then waved his hands with relief and said, "Okay... just take the people and leave..."
Only then did the trial officer bow his hands to Mu Yanqing and Lin Bulang.
Mu Yanqing nodded slightly, but Lin Bulang kept his face as cold as ice.
Without him, he had been poor since he was a child, and he really had no good impression of these second-generation ancestors at all.
After the pretrial escort left, Mu Yanqing giggled. Regardless of Lin Bulang's presence, she half-leaned on Su Ling's shoulder and said lazily: "Oh... for your sake, sister.
I've been working for most of the night and I'm almost exhausted. How can you thank me after all... By the way, little slut, how do you know if I'm coming with Lang..."
As she spoke, she boldly drew circles on Su Ling's chest with her onion finger.
Su Ling suddenly stiffened, and said with a face flushed with embarrassment: "Sister Mu... This is not good, okay, Bu Lang is still here... Besides, in front of Bu Lang, I always yell
My little slut..."
Mu Yanqing snorted and continued, saying softly: "So what if Lin Bulang is here? Isn't it right to call you a little pervert? You don't know what you did to me to get such a nickname?"
....."
Su Ling's face turned even redder. This girl really made him unable to do anything...
He hurriedly waved his hand to Lin Bulang and said: "Bulang, don't listen to your senior sister, I really haven't done anything to her..."
Hearing this, Mu Yanqing stared with beautiful eyes and said reluctantly: "Why, you don't dare to admit what you have done? Why don't you tell me to go to Jiangnan now, look for Fushenzi, and ask him to listen to Qianggen
What did you hear..."
Lin Bulang didn't dare to laugh even if he wanted to, so he could only look at Su Ling with sympathy, as if I can't save you.
Mu Yanqing suddenly said again: "Do you think Lin Bulang doesn't understand anything? When she and her senior sister Wen Fanghua were not shy, they were much more extreme than the two of us..."
This time it was Lin Bulang's turn to be embarrassed, and said to himself, sister, just do whatever you have to do, I didn't say anything, it's not right for you to hurt innocent people...
Lin Bulang didn't care about Su Ling's life-saving look. He suddenly closed his eyes and clasped his fists at the two of them: "Young master and senior sister, hurry up... Bu Lang still has something to do, so I'll meet Qihua first."
Yuan is..."
As he said that, no matter how hard Su Ling glared and pursed his lips, he ran away in a hurry...
After swaying three times and two times, I came to the wall of Sanqing Temple. I flew up the wall and saw a white shadow passing by and disappeared in an instant.
"Lin Bulang...you are really not loyal at all..." Su Ling looked at the courtyard wall where Lin Bulang disappeared and shouted helplessly.
With the beauty Su Ling in my arms, I had no choice but to transform into Liu Xiahui again. No matter how much Mu Yanqing teased me, I remained unmoved. The Sanqing Dao Ancestor came again to protect my disciple's innocence...
After being ambiguous for a moment, Su Ling said: "Sister Mu, I have something to ask for..."
Mu Yanqing spat at him and said: "How come you are really like a pretty boy, you are so stubborn when you have something to do, but you are stupid when nothing happens... After all, let me listen first and see if I am interested in helping you...
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Su Ling said solemnly: "The major events of my trip to Bohai are basically completed, but there are still a few small things that I need to do. These few small things may be more dangerous than this big thing, so I would like to ask
My sister placed Cang Shu in Qihua Garden and took care of me for a few days..."
Unexpectedly, Mu Yanqing said reluctantly: "I only care about you, what do other people have to do with me... Besides, he is Xiao Yuanche's son, and he will follow him to death.
What does it matter to me...it would be better if I died..."
What she said was true. She was originally serving Qian Zhongmou, the Marquis of Jingnan. There was nothing between Jingnan and Xiao Yuanche, but secretly they were competing with each other. Her own Hong Shaoying and Xiao Yuanche's Shadow Sizhi
There was also constant secret friction between them, so naturally she wished Xiao Yuanche's son was dead.
Su Ling looked helpless and could only say angrily: "Sister also said that she would only help me. Xiao Cangshu is also my disciple, so if you help me protect him, it can be regarded as helping me..."
When Mu Yanqing heard this, he curled his lips and said: "He is your apprentice? You have misjudged your vision. He is a weak and weak young man like him. What can you teach him? What can he learn...
..."
Su Ling said hurriedly: "Master in terms of knowledge...it's not like you want to fight and kill..."
"in spite of......"
"I..." Su Ling was speechless for a while.
But she heard Mu Yanqing giggle, sigh, and look pitiful, and said with a clear look: "Alas... who told me, Mu Yanqing, to owe you in my previous life... no matter what
You can take care of it...then you have to make your sister happy no matter what...right?"
Saying that, he curled up towards Su Lingxing.
The next moment I felt warm and fragrant.
Su Ling suddenly felt dizzy. If this girl was like this, there would really be nothing she could do.
Lin Bulang, if I want to blame you, it's your lack of loyalty... Seeing your brother suffer, you ran away first.
Su Ling immediately entered the wooden form, but today this girl is really a bit unwilling to give up until she achieves her goal.
His breath was as soft as orchid, and under the charming and delicate look, Su Ling couldn't help but feel short of breath, his whole body felt hot, and his heart felt like a deer.
Seeing that he could no longer control himself, he suddenly looked serious and said hello: "Oh... when did Sister Wen come... Why didn't you say hello...
..”
Mu Yanqing was teasing him. Hearing this, his face couldn't help but blush. He was stunned and thought to himself, why is this little hooves Wen Fanghua here? Her mouth is not forgiving, so why don't she make fun of me to death.
.....
Thinking of this, he quickly jumped out of Su Ling's arms, turned around and said, "Wen Fanghua..."
But when she said this, she couldn't help but froze. There was nothing behind her, and there was no trace of Wen Fanghua anywhere.
She immediately understood that Lidya Su had deliberately lied to her like this.
Mu Yanqing was angry and ashamed, and turned around to look for Su Ling. There was no trace of Su Ling anywhere in the Sanqing Hall.
A message left by Su Ling after she fled floated in the air: "Sister Mu... Su Ling does have something to do today... I will thank my sister properly someday..."
.I will leave first...and please ask my sister to take care of Cangshu..."
Mu Yanqing stamped her feet angrily and spat in the direction of the sound: "Su Ling... you are really not a man when you run away from the battle... take care of Xiao Cangshu...
.Dream your spring and autumn dreams... "
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To the west of Bohai City, there is a deep and quiet mansion.
The two stone lions in front of the door are lifelike with their teeth and claws spread out, representing the incomparable respect for the status of this family.
It's just that although this mansion is deep and spacious and covers a large area, both the gate and the buildings inside look extremely simple and have no luxurious atmosphere.
There are two lanterns on the red painted main entrance, and with the help of the lights, there are two big characters: Hanzhai.
There are no lights in the entire mansion. When you walk through the corridor and pass through the courtyard, you can see several deep and tranquil bamboo forests planted in the courtyard.
It seems that the owner of this house is very fond of bamboo, so the entire mansion is planted with it, and there are no other tree species.
The breeze blows and the bamboo shadows dance, making the mansion even more elegant, deep and peaceful.
The last courtyard of the mansion is full of bamboos, with dark green bamboo waves surrounding a two-story building.
The small building is painted red, with jade railings and small golden bells hanging at the corners. The breeze blows, rustling the bamboo sea, and the golden bells are crisp.
There was a faint light shining through the second-story window lattice of this small building, and it seemed that there were still people who were still asleep late at night.
Through this dim light, one can faintly see that this two-story building is the boudoir of the girl in this house.
Inside a small two-story building.
Plain gauze and tent, elegant and simple.
There are several pictures of green bamboo hanging on the wall, with dark blue tones and skillful brushwork. Both in terms of technique and style, they all reveal the character of green bamboo. On the lower right side of the painting, there is a small inscription of the owner of the painting praising bamboo, with elegant handwriting.
Square, signed with three small characters: Han Yingniang.
Opposite the plain couch is a large window, from which you can see the green bamboo sea.
Under the window, there is a book table. On the book table, there is a clear lamp covered with plain gauze. Under the dim light, a girl is sitting there, holding a pen in her left hand and holding her chin in her right hand. She is slightly lost in thought, not knowing what she is thinking.
Her eyes are as clear as stars, calm and elegant.
Her face was as smooth as cream, and she hadn't even applied a single trace of makeup, but her face was still beautiful.
Dressed in plain clothes and white gauze, the whole person is pure and pure, and the slender body has an indescribable charm.
The two curved eyebrows look like frown but not frown, and the pair of eyes look like joy but not happiness. The expression is filled with the sorrow of two dimples, which is a disease of the whole body.
Out of dust and elegance, yet with a hint of tenacity and stubbornness.
This girl is the owner of this mansion, the only daughter left in the world by Han Fu, the former governor of Bohai Prefecture - Han Yingniang.
She looked out the window at the bamboo sea with starry eyes, there was a faint light in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
The frown between his eyebrows seemed a little anxious, as if he was waiting for someone.
At this moment, there was a slight sound behind her.
Even so, she heard it clearly, and then she gently placed the pen in her hand on the inkstone, turned around slowly, and said in a soft but pleasant voice: "You are back...
Is it going well..."
On the second floor, a person walked up slowly.
It is better to say that he is a human than a ghost, because his body is lifeless and there is no hope of life at all.
Looking at the face, this person's face is as pale and dull as paper money, without a trace of blood. His eyes are dull and bloodshot, his lips are blue and purple, and his cheeks are sunken.
It has a completely run-down atmosphere.
The whole person was so thin that he seemed to have only a skeleton, which was covered in a large dark red robe. Maybe he was too thin, but the whole robe did not match his body very much, and the hem and sleeves were swinging hollowly.
In addition, the most eye-catching thing is that there is a begonia flower as red as blood on his forehead.
The blood-like begonia flowers seemed to be stained with human blood. It seemed that the blood had not yet dried up and seemed to be flowing faintly.
This man looked like a dead man, terrifying and ghastly.
But when Han Yingniang saw him, she didn't have any fear at all. Instead, she smiled lightly.
It seemed that the person she was waiting for was him.
"I'm back, subordinate. See you, young master!..." This lifeless man was extremely respectful to Han Yingniang. He knelt down on one knee and solemnly handed her over.
Han Yingniang smiled faintly, then waved her hand and said as gently as water: "What are you doing...I said, when we are two...you don't need to salute...
.I have never regarded you as my subordinate...you are just like Ying Niang's brother..."