Chapter 508 Catch the Rape and Take the Double

"Of course, all this is my assumption. Who and who is the party in Ningxia Town, whether the King of Anhua really has any intention, whether he has won over the generals in the army, all of which still need the support of evidence; what you and I say today is limited to you and me, and what we need most now is core evidence, if there is participation. It would be good if there were people who supported the incident or had key material evidence.

Song Nan slowly stood up and slowly walked to the window. Outside the window, a bright moon hung in the western sky. The sky and the sky were white. In the cold night, there was an unknown night owl making a sound. In addition, it was silent.

Yang Yiqing said behind Song Nan, "If it is really as the lord said, I will set off another bloody storm in the Ming Dynasty, and I will do my best to help you find out the matter."

Song Nan said lightly, "I'm not afraid of the bloody storm. I'm afraid that we know that danger is coming, and we are still in the dark. There are only you and me here. From today on, you can put down the preparations first. We have to clarify this matter. The account needs to be calculated one by one. The reason why the preparation is difficult is not that Lord Yang is incomparable, but that someone is doing it. Only by solving these people from the root can everything go smoothly.

"That's right. I completely understand that I have something to do in the northwest. Maybe I can find out some clues to help you."

Song Nan smiled and said, "Okay, you have to look at people before you speak. Don't take it lightly. There is one more thing to ask for your help. Today, on the fifteenth day of the first month, when I left Beijing, I told the emperor that I would return to the capital before the fifteenth day of the first month. Now it seems that I have to write a memorial request to extend my time in Ningxia Town. Please write a memorial to the emperor and ask me to postpone my stay in Ningxia Town after you.

Yang Yiqing nodded and said, "I'm going to write a memorial. What's the reason?"

Song Nan said, "There is a good reason. If someone assassinated me on the street, I can naturally stay and find out about this matter. Just prove it to me."

Yang Yiqing nodded and agreed. He stood up and said, "I'm leaving. Your arm is inconvenient. Let me grind ink and paper for you."

Song Nan hurriedly said, "No, how can you make it?"

Yang Yiqing said righteously, "Now everything should be careful. Even the secretary under him can't fully believe that anything can happen here."

Song Nan thought for a moment and said, "That's right, then there will be Miss Lao Koer."

Yang Yiqing did not answer, turned around and went downstairs. Song Nan looked at the bright moon in the sky with his hands behind his back, and his heart was confused. On such a Yuan night, when the family was reunited, he not only could not reunite with his family, but on the contrary, he had just experienced a life struggle. Such a busy and dangerous business has given up many good things in life, but I don't know whether it is worth it or not.

"Brother Song... Drink some soup." Yang Guoer's voice sounded softly behind her.

Song Nan turned around and stood behind her, holding the tray in her hand, and a bowl of soup was steaming on the tray.

"Thank you very much."

"There is no need to thank you. Dad said you wanted to write a memorial, right? I'll grind the ink for you." Yang Koer put down the soup bowl, rolled up her sleeves and quickly took the inkstone, dripped a few drops of water into the inkstone, holding the ink stick and slowly grinding it.

"Let it go, don't worry." Song Nan said, "Blowed the candle."

Yang Erer was shocked and blushed, "What are you doing?"

Song Nan said, "Come and take a look at the moon tonight. In an hour or two, the moon will fall, and the moon on the first night this year will not be seen."

Yang Ge'er gently pouted and blew out the candlelight. Suddenly, the frosty moonlight shone into the window and sprinkled on the ground in front of the window, like water and smoke, like a dream.

Song Nan looked up and squinted and stood quietly to appreciate it. I don't know when Yang Ge'er gently stretched out her hand and held Song Nan's slender palm. Song Nan's body trembled and turned her head to look away. Yang Gouer's eyes were shining and staring at herself in the moonlight.

"Brother Song, do you like Koer?"

“......”

"I know if you don't tell me, and I also like Brother Song very much."

“......”

"I understand that the situation between you and me is very embarrassing, but after what happened tonight, Koer suddenly figured out a truth."

“......”

"The truth is... life and death are only between the eve, and the meeting at this moment may never be seen again. People are really easy to die and easily gone. I don't want to leave any regrets."

Song Nan's heartstrings were slightly shocked. Although Yang Kuer's expression was simple and inaccurate, Song Nan understood what she was saying. After experiencing life and death tonight, she felt the impermanence of life. She realized that some things needed to be done immediately and did not want to leave regrets.

"Brother Song..." Yang Kooer was still waiting for a dreamy whisper, but Song Nan didn't allow her to go on. She stretched out her unhurt left arm and hugged Yang Koer in front of her chest.

No matter what secular rules he has, no matter what he is, no matter what he is unmanageable, life is comfortable, and there are too many frightening things. Song Nan doesn't want this reborn life to be more and more hindered by these shackles. Go to his mother and talk about it.

Yang Kouer stared at Song Nan's eyes in horror and expectantly. Song Nan suddenly bent down and kissed her fragrant lips. After only a moment of dullness, the two kissed each other and kissed so hard that they couldn't stand, and then separated.

The two looked at each other and smiled, standing in the moonlight with their hands together. The halo of the moonlight shrouded them, as if they were in a dream.

......

Song Nan leaned on the chair to drink tea. Yang Er put her hair on her forehead, quickly cleaned up the things on the table for Song Nan, put the wind-dried ink seal into the cover, and cleaned up the pen and ink on the table.

The stairs thung, and Song Nan straightened up. After a moment, Hou Dabiao and Wang Yong rushed into the house with a chill.

"Are you successful?"

"Your Excellency, Zhu Changshun is not at home and is still on duty in the royal palace."

"Ah?" Song Nan's face changed and she shouted disappointedly.

"But my lord, guess who we caught at Zhu Changshun's house?" Hou Dabiao laughed.

Who? Don't sell it."

"I really didn't expect that Wan, Zhu Changshun's wife, stole people at home behind Zhu Changshun's back. Haha, when we went there, they were working hard..."

Yang Ke'er's face turned red. Hou Dabiao's words were really explicit, and Yang Ke'er was not standing or sitting.

"You can't be rude. Didn't you see Miss Yang here?" Song Nan scolded.

Hou Dabiao was too excited. Only then did he realize that his words were inappropriate and hurriedly said, "Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Yang. I want to hit my mouth. Please forgive me."

Song Nan frowned and said, "It's Zhu Changshun who wants to be arrested, and I don't want you to catch the traitor. What does this woman have to do with us?"

Wang Yong inhaled a hot tea ceremony like a storm: "My lord, you didn't expect it this time. Do you know who Wan's hooked up with is? We have all seen this person."

"Who?"

"A staff member under King Anhua, Wei Xue lectured on history, do you remember him? That night, we went to the royal palace for a banquet. This guy and that Sun Jingwen were among them. Didn't we secretly inquire about it afterwards? Sun Jingwen, Meng Bin and this Shi Lian are all henchmen who often go to and leave the king of Anhua. This man got together with Zhu Changshun's wife, and Zhu Changshun provided a fake map. Doesn't all this have anything to do with this?

Song Nan got up and said, "How could it be him? Have you been arrested?"

Hou Dabiao said, "Naturally I caught it."

Song Nan said, "Okay, where is the bet?"

"In the barracks in the yard, we dare not take him into the building to prevent leakage. The Uigu housekeeper surnamed the party has not slept yet."

Song Nan got up and said, "Let's go and meet him."

The three immediately went downstairs and walked out of the hall to the rows of small houses in the yard. At the door of a small house, several guards guarded the door. Seeing Song Nan coming, they hurriedly salute.

Entering the room, under the dim candlelight, the two figures were tied and tilted like a zongzi in the corner of the room. Their hair was scattered, their clothes were untidy, and their mouths were stuffed with cloth.

The guard brought a stool and asked Song Nan to sit down. Wang Yong went forward to pick up the cloth strips of the two people. The man and a woman immediately cried like killing pigs.

"The military master spares his life, the military master spares his life."

"Don't quarrel, and invite you to eat the nail mallet again." Wang Yong shouted.

The two were shocked and quickly silenced. Song Nan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, your men don't understand the rules and disturb your good deeds. They are both rough people. They don't understand the elegance of the willow head on the moon to make an appointment after dusk. Even if they catch people, they shouldn't be there tonight. I'm really sorry."

A man and a woman are ashamed and speechless. After all, Shi Lian has seen the world and has some courage. He looked up and asked, "Who are you? Do you dare to arrest people indiscriminately? Do you know who I am?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "Shi Lian, don't you know me so soon? That day, we bowed to each other for a long time in the royal palace. How forgetful you are.

Shi Lian squinted and stared at Song Nan for a moment, and suddenly stared at the boss in panic and shouted, "You...are you... Song Nan?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "It's just a history lecture. Hello."

The woman beside Shi Lian suddenly shouted, "You...aren't you the mason who came to my house that day to beg my husband to draw a picture?"

Song Nan laughed and said, "You're right. I'm the mason. You have good eyesight."

Shi Lian turned his head and asked the woman, "What's the matter? How do you know him? He is the Marquis Song, the commander of Jinyiwei, but he is not a mason. What the hell is going on?

Song Nan's smile restrained and waved his hand. Wang Yong came forward and slapped Shi Lian's hair and slapped his mouth. Shi Lian was dizzy and shouted, "What are you doing?"

"The rules in my brocade guard, people can't talk much without asking. You just said one more mouth, so I slapped you twice. You just said one more sentence, or slapped twice." Wang Yong sneered and stretched out his hand, and there were two cracks. Shi Lian's eyes were jumping around. Just as he was about to curse, he suddenly swallowed the curse words back into his stomach and closed his mouth tightly.

"I learned very fast, and I can teach you." Song Nan smiled.