The girls in the garden were all savoring these words carefully.
Lin Daiyu, who loves poetry the most, couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Where are the people behind?"
While the girls were savoring the poems, Li Yunze was already running away with oil on his feet.
As soon as he left the hospital, he met Wang Xifeng who was returning from doing errands. "The sisters are having a wine and poetry party. Why did you come out so quickly?"
"You know best whether I am happy or not."
After a few words of teasing, Li Yunze walked away quickly under Sister Feng's scolding.
It’s really not that he doesn’t want to be a porter of literature, because he really has no need to move it.
You can't disgust people with your shit-peeing poems.
He took his soldiers with him, left Jia's mansion and went straight to Jing Zhaoyin.
Theoretically, Jing Zhaoyin is the largest in the entire Shenjing City, but unfortunately this is Shenjing, where nobles from the clan, civil and military officials are everywhere.
In the past, being Jing Zhaoyin was the most irritating because there were so many mother-in-laws above me.
But things are different starting today. Li Yunze, the living king of hell, has become Jing Zhaoyin.
He came to the government office to receive the seal, and from then on this place was his territory.
"Bring over all the backlogged cases, this government will review them."
Naturally, the cases that can be transferred to Jingzhao Yin cannot be handled by Chang'an and Wannian County, or they dare not handle them at all.
For example, the file he was holding in his hand at this time was about the incident of Captain Qiu's son hurting someone in the street.
Chang'an County didn't dare to take care of it and kicked it directly to Jing Zhaoyin.
Li Yunze didn't hesitate. He directly picked up the water and fire sign and threw it to the fast-paced policeman, "Go and get someone."
The detectives looked at each other, and then looked at the judge next to them.
The judge raised his hands and saluted and said, "Sir, that Qiu Ying is the son of Captain Qiu."
"So what." Li Yunze frowned when he heard this. "Which law of the Zhou Dynasty says that the son of a captain can hurt people in the street?"
"This, this." Tongjian hurriedly explained, "Sir, it is said that Captain Qiu is an old friend of the Jia family, and he is serving for your own good."
"Then I have to thank you." Li Yunze's face darkened. "I don't need your interrogation. Take off your clothes and go by yourself."
"Sir!" Tongpan, who was shivering like a withered leaf after autumn, immediately threw himself on the ground and begged, "I am a disciple of the government. Please forgive me~~~"
A disciple of Jia Zheng, he is still Tongpan.
Li Yunze was stunned for a moment, "What's your name?"
"My official name is Fu Shi."
As expected, it was Jia Zheng's disciple, Tongjian Fu Shi.
"Ahem." After coughing twice, Li Yunze lowered his tone, "I see your official robe is dirty. Go to the back and wash it yourself. You must know how to protect the face of the court. From now on, I will give orders not to say anything."
Fu Shi, who had escaped the disaster, responded repeatedly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly turned around and went to the back hall.
The reason why Fu Shima was released was certainly not because he was Jia Zheng's disciple.
Simply because he has a very outstanding sister in his family named Fu Qiufang.
I wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, but at worst, I would just kill the geese instead of the chickens.
He looked at the fast-moving head catcher and said, "What are you waiting for? You can't wait until I invite you to dinner."
The head catcher was so excited that he hurriedly saluted and led his detectives out to arrest the person.
"The one who takes pictures of flowers."
"Forcing good people into the water."
“There really is a gang of beggars”
"The one who collects blood money"
"The one who blocked the place."
Li Yunze, who looked through many files, found that in addition to the nobles of the clan and the officials in the court who oppressed the people, the gangs inside and outside Shenjing City were even more hateful.
But because most of these gangs have backers, from Wannian County in Chang'an to Jingzhao Prefecture, no one dares to control them.
"This world." Li Yunze put down the thick stack of files in his hands, shook his head and sighed, "It doesn't give the poor a way to live."
Regarding this garbage, Li Yunze's attitude is to clean it up.
He arrived at Jingzhao Mansion in the future, and without much waiting, he sent a quick team of detectives to pick up the person.
But everyone who was waiting around clocked out at Youshi, and the police officers hadn't come back yet.
"Jia Ping." Li Yunze, who was in a calm mood, called to his increasingly important bodyguard, "Where does Captain Qiu live?"
"Daozhengfang." Jia Ping responded immediately, "When I was young, I played with the son of the evil thief Jia Rong and Qiu Duwei."
Li Yunze nodded and nodded, "It's not that far. Why don't you come back now if you take someone to ride a horse?"
Jia Ping responded and immediately led the people out of the government office.
Li Yunze, who volunteered to work overtime, sat on his chair and continued to read countless files.
The more he read, the more he became depressed. Behind every file, there was a tearful figure or even a whole crying family.
Jia Ping, who was riding a horse, was very fast and returned quickly in less than half an hour.
"General." Jia Ping ran in and saluted, "I have found out clearly that those detectives have indeed entered the Qiu Mansion, but the Qiu Mansion arranged for them to have wine and money for running errands, saying that they would wait until the General returned home.
return."
Speaking of this, Jia Ping lowered her voice slightly, "I learned from the servants of the Qiu Mansion that Captain Qiu had arranged for Mr. Qiu to go out of the city to avoid the limelight, and the policemen came back and said they had not found him."
"Heh~~~"
Instead of being furious as expected, Li Yunze, who looked calm, simply stood up and said, "Let's go back home for dinner."
"General." Jia Ping was a little confused. Li Yunze, who always wanted to seek revenge, was not the type to let others bully him.
"Jia Mang." Li Yunze called to his flag bearer, "You ride out of the city and go to the military camp. Inform Dong Hai that they will send a team of elite soldiers to capture Mr. Qiu. Also, ask the sergeants in the army who have open wounds and hidden wounds. But
There are those who are willing to retire from the army and join the Jingzhao Mansion as a police officer."
"Take your orders!"
"Don't be in a hurry." Li Yunze got on his horse after leaving Jingzhao Mansion. "You have to eat the food one bite at a time and do the things one by one."
When we returned to Ningguo Mansion, the sky had already darkened.
We walked all the way to the backyard, and when we were about to enter the gate of Huifang Garden, we were startled by a figure that suddenly appeared from behind a tree.
If it hadn't been for his good eyesight and seeing that the person coming was actually Sister Lin, Bigfoot would have passed by.
"Why are you so scary here at such a late hour?" Li Yunze patted his heart and joked, "Aren't you ignoring me? Why are you taking the initiative to come to me now?"
Lin Daiyu, who has a pointed face, has a pretty face that is slightly red.
There was a reason why she ignored Li Yunze, because she couldn't figure it out after she went back that night, so she simply went to her sister-in-law Li Wan and asked why Li Yunze bullied Qin Keqing.
Li Wan also saw the clues to the problem, so he quietly explained it to Lin Daiyu in detail.
After saying this, Sister Lin simply couldn't sleep a wink all night long!
The shame, shame, regret, and blushing in my heart can boil water.
Because he really didn’t know how to face Li Yunze, he finally armed himself and faced him with a tough and cold face.
As for why I came here to wait for him now, it's because Sister Lin loves poetry.
Lin Daiyu has a sensitive personality, loves reading, and loves poetry.
In the afternoon, after listening to the phrase "If life is only like the first time we met", I felt bad all over.
I was confused all afternoon, and all I could think about was what was going to happen next!
After racking my brains, I really can’t come up with the following sentence, so I’ll just block the ‘original author’ and ask for the answer.
Hearing that Sister Lin actually came here for poetry, Li Yunze sighed in his heart, 'It would be great if the history of this world had changed from the time of lay Buddhist Dongpo. I guess I could get close to Sister Lin just by relying on poetry.'
what a shame.
"This poem is actually a tragedy." Li Yunze patiently explained, "It's better not to listen to it."
These words really scratched Lin Daiyu's itch, she just liked tragedies.
Seeing Li Yunze turning around and about to enter the garden, Lin Daiyu, in a hurry, actually reached out and grabbed Li Yunze's arm.
The little face looked aggrieved, and the big watery eyes looked at him, "Tell me, okay?"
Looking at the pretty face in front of him, Li Yunze felt confused and said, "Okay, I will listen to you."
Then he woke up, looked at Sister Lin who was covering her mouth and snickering, and coughed, "There is only one sentence, the next sentence is 'What is the sad autumn wind painting fan'?"
Li Yunze turned around and wanted to leave, fearing that he would fall into Sister Lin's charm and be unable to extricate himself.
On the other hand, Lin Daiyu was crazy and murmured in her mouth, "If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be so sad as to draw a fan?"
When I think about it, I feel so sad that I actually cover my heart and cry secretly.
Seeing Sister Lin's thin body swaying, Li Yunze hurriedly stepped forward to help, "What's wrong?"
Sister Lin wiped her tears with a handkerchief and choked with sobs, "Why is it so well done? Why is there such a masterpiece?"
In the era in which Li Yunze lived, poetry and other genres had already been dominated by the shitty genre.
They mess it up at will, and it doesn’t matter what happens anyway, so naturally there won’t be any masterpieces of poetry.
So Li Yunze doesn't understand how much influence such a masterpiece has on a girl raised in a boudoir in this era of lack of entertainment.
"It's just a poem, it's not that big of a deal." Li Yunze comforted him kindly, "There's nothing better than beauty. Ahem, nothing can be as attractive as delicious food. My appetite is not much stronger than this."
Lin Daiyu came back to her senses and glanced at him: "Second brother is so talented, why did he hide his clumsiness in the past?"
I'm not hiding my clumsiness, I really can't move it.
Li Yunze's expression became upright, and his whole body was filled with awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Poetry is just a small way, saving the world is the right way. A man should run rampant in the world and save all people from fire and water! This is the true way of a man!"
These impassioned words, coupled with Li Yunze's achievements in pacifying the chieftains in the southwest and pirates in the southeast, are by no means empty words.
Thinking about the big face that spends the whole day wandering around in piles of makeup and powder, looking for girls to eat rouge, the way Sister Lin looked at Li Yunze gradually became different.
What are the heroes who help the world as mentioned in the book? This is it!
Comparing Baoyu with him is really humiliating.
Thinking of this, Sister Lin blushed with embarrassment, raised her hand to smooth her temples, and lowered her head.
Then suddenly, she thought of Sister Feng.
‘I already have Sister Feng’
Thinking of this, Lin Daiyu's heart felt miserable, and she covered her heart and was about to collapse again.
Li Yunze hurriedly helped him, when a clear voice came from behind.