Chapter 15 Windy

After receiving the case of the presiding judge Han Xiao, Shang Hong did several jobs secretly. On the one hand, it is the name of Han Xiao. Even Shangshu, who lives deep in the court, has heard a little about it. If he can't resist death at that time, he will have to work harder; on the other hand, he is afraid of the family power behind Han Xiao. Although Han Shen has always been watching with a cold attitude between the party disputes in the court, his students are also a force that cannot be underestimated in the court. If these people deliberately block his good deeds, I'm afraid it will be more than enough.

But I'm afraid Shang Hong's competition has fallen into a big gap. Han Shen not only lived a simple life, just like an ordinary person, but also the students in the court seemed to receive any instructions, and there was no sign of investigating Han Xiao's incident.

After a few days of such dullness, a big incident happened in Bianliang Kyoto. For some reason, a fire burned a salt workshop at the end of the long street.

Originally, it was just an ordinary fire, but the tongue of fire seemed to be controlled by human hands. It could not be extinguished for a long time. In the end, the rescue was not ended, and the government had to shock the government. The government used the order to transfer 100 soldiers of the blazing army of the Han family to fight the fire together. Fortunately, the casualties were not heavy, and the fire was finally controlled and extinguished.

The matter should have been settled, but when the injured were finally count, a detained man was found among the injured.

A salt workshop detained people in private, which is not a small crime in the court. Immediately through the investigation of the Red Flame Army, this unknown matter was picked up.

The Flame Army took the lead in coming. It was Jin Yunfeng, who had just been appointed as a centurion in the army a while ago. He was dressed in armor, had awe-old military power, and wore a three-foot-long knife around his waist, which wiped out the original pleasure of the children of the world. The rest, in his eyes showed the unique tenacity and fortitude of the soldiers.

Jin Yunfeng bypassed the fire market and came to the place surrounded by his hands. However, the bundled man's burns were not serious, but his clothes and face were stained with ashes, his scattered hair was covered, and his face could not be seen clearly. But the scars under the broken and ragged clothes in front of people were obviously tortured.

This fire may be a disaster for others, but it is undoubtedly the savior of this person.

After Jin Yunfeng's beating, he carried the unconscious and seriously injured man to the camp for inspection and waited for a reply after waking up. After tossing for half a day, the crowd at the scene finally calmed down and sent food and quilts. After everything was reported clearly, Jin Yunfeng saw a pale green figure on the street far away. He frowned slightly, but still walked forward.

"Miss Su!"

Su Mu in the crowd suddenly heard this call and turned around. He saw Jin Yunfeng and smiled. His flawless face was because of the forced roasting of the fire just now. The tide was bright, as if he had a friend of Jin Yunfeng. He replied kindly, "It's you, Yunfeng!"

Jin Yunfeng is used to traveling alone and has lived in the world for a long time. Although he is not as restrained and careful as ordinary people, he has never taken the initiative to talk to the woman. Now Su Mu's sudden affectionate cry made him twist his eyebrows awkwardly. But seeing that Su Mu was like an nothing man, Shuiling's eyes still wandered towards the scattered crowd and changed the embarrassment just now, "Why did Miss Su come alone?" Looking behind Su Mu, the figure who should have come together as he expected did not go together. I couldn't help asking curiously, "Where's Mr. Gao? Why don't you come with the girl?"

"Uh!" When Su Mu heard Gao Yu, he suddenly paused, "He seems to be very busy these days, so I came by myself!" He replied carelessly, passed through the crowd next to him and pointed to the ruins in front of him, "Yunfeng, what's the matter? Hasn't the fire here been extinguished? Why are there so many people gathered?"

Jin Yunfeng turned his head and glanced at the scene of the fire. "Something happened. It needs to be checked." He turned his head and looked at Su Mu indifferently. "If Miss Su has nothing else to do, it's better to go back to home as soon as possible. After all, this is not a good place." Smelling the scorching stench in the air, Jin Yunfeng was a little uncomfortable in this scene when he first came to officialdom.

"Well, that's all right!" Su Mu turned around, still just ruins and crowds. It seemed that as soon as the fire went out, he had nothing to do. He felt a little dull and responded to Jin Yunfeng's words briskly. Turning around and embroidering shoes, he stepped through the dark fire ruth and walked towards Jin Yunfeng.

On the street, black powder is blowing in the wind.

Su Mu walked out of the ruins. When he stepped out of the eaves, one side broke the tiles and rolled down with the wind and attacked Su Mu's head.

"Be careful!" Jin Yunfeng was suddenly shocked, jumped forward, pulled Su Mu's body, wrapped it in his arms, turned around and kicked it, kicked the tiles that came into the air, and blocked this sudden disaster for Su Mu.

The originally quiet crowd was easily attracted by this consterion**. In the street, a curtain blocked by the crowd stopped on the street. The person in the sedan chair raised the corner of the curtain with one finger, and the scene just now fell into his eyes.

The road of the sedan chair was blocked by the crowd and could not move forward. He stopped and said to the inside of the sedan chair: "Son, there are too many people in front of us. We can't pass!"

Gao Yun put down the corner raised by the curtain, his eyes were deep, and he looked forward without focus. His face was indifferent. He pondered for a moment and ordered the sedan chair outside, "No, turn back!"

After the sedan chair turned its head and walked away, the crowd was gradually evacuated.

Jin Yunfeng looked at Su Mu and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Miss Su?"

Su Mu was slightly surprised. After calming down, he looked at Jin Yunfeng gratefully, "It's so dangerous!"

Jin Yunfeng turned around and saw that the situation of the crowd around him had been controlled, so he was a little relieved. He ordered some things to the people around him. Looking at Su Mu, he naturally understood what Gao Yu was usually thinking. If something happened to Su Mu here, I'm afraid Gao Yun would not be able to explain at that time, so he turned around and said to Su Mu, " I'd better take you back!"

Su Muyu was shocked and was about to refuse, but he was stunned and nodded obediently and agreed, "Well, anyway, I'm bored alone, and Gao Yun has no time to pay attention to it these days! ......”

Jin Yunfeng was resolute and almost indifferent. He didn't seem to listen to Su Mu's words. He just walked slowly through the crowd street side by side with Su Mu. Occasionally, when he heard the topic about Gao Yun in Su Mu, he calmed a little. Mr. Han has been in prison recently. Mr. Gao naturally runs around for him. There are many things in the world!"

"Hmm!" Su Mu nodded without objection and suddenly thought of something, "Yes, Gao Yu doesn't have time to help me. You have become an official again. It must be easier to find out what to do in the capital!"

Jin Yunfeng frowned, "What did Miss Su want to check when she came to Beijing?" After Jin Yunfeng asked, he felt that he was talking too much and was about to say something more, but Su Mu said, "Find someone. He must be in the capital, but I haven't found him yet. Maybe he is also looking for me..."

"Oh!" Jin Yunfeng did not pick it down, but answered indifferently.

Walking side by side, he suddenly fell silent and passed by the gradual stream of pedestrians by the street. Jin Yunfeng suddenly thought that Su Mu seemed to ask for something in what he had just said. Such an indifferent response was indeed not a gentleman's way, so he asked again, "But I don't know if the girl has encountered anything difficult?" After a pause, he thought that his master also seemed to be very close to this woman, so he became bold and said, "If you have something to do, you can ask Mr. Gao to help her. There are few things in the world that he can't do!"

Confidence, full!

Su Mu looked at the martial artist strangely and was slightly suspicious. Suddenly, he smiled, "It is said that the martial arts are proud, and they look down on the literati who have no power to bind chickens. Today, it's not the case! Or our Jin Shaoxia is broad-minded and boundless..."

With a little ridicule and a little joke, Su Mu looked up and smiled. Jin Yunfeng glanced at Su Mu's innocence and didn't mind. He just said, "The sword is sharp, and the pen is a spear. If the world's Mo people really want to speak up, they may not lose to the warriors. Moreover, Gao Yu, the prince, is not an ordinary Mexican literati! Therefore, it is impossible for Jin to admire him!"

"Real?" Su Mu had some doubts, but what surprised her was that Gao Ying, a seemingly weak person, actually had such a position in the world. Even the few people with martial arts in Kyoto in front of her admired him so much that he must have his own advantages. He couldn't help but feel relieved and laughed, "Heroic opinions are indeed different!" After thinking about it, Su Mu said, "But forget it, I'd better find the person I'm looking for by myself. I believe that one day, I will definitely meet me somewhere in the world. This is our fate!"

After saying that, Su Mu swept away his rigorous attitude and opened the topic. Jin Yunfeng shook his head helplessly. Along the way, he was as indifferent as him, but also got along well with Su Mu, a person who was as noisy as a bird in the forest, which was really amazing.

Jin Yunfeng did not refuse her noise, and Su Mu was even more complacent, so he talked about Shu Tao and extraterritorial customs countless times and then repeated it again.

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After several collections, Shang Hong listed Han Xiao's past deeds by the same time, as large as no court discipline, as walking horses on the street, knocking down street vendors, and all kinds of deeds, all of which are all charged. In Yu Shanghong's view, such a dancy, coupled with the fate of this time, can be said to be out of books and full of bad deeds. Moreover, if it falls into his hand again, it will definitely be difficult to fly.

It's just what he wants, but it's not. This time, he not only wants to avenge his son, but also pull down Han Shen's old man. Even if he can't defeat Han Shen at one time, if he has a son, Han Shen's reputation in the court must have been greatly reduced. At this time, Prince Chengming, who has been at discord with Han Shen in North Korea, will definitely take advantage of the situation to pursue him, and Han Shen will find it difficult to stand.

"Your Excellency!" Cui Jian, the master in Shanghong's mansion, please personally push the half-open study door and come to Shang Hong on the desk, take a letter and hand it over to Shang Hong. "Your Excellency, the letter from Prince Ming is bound to read in person."

As soon as he heard Prince Chengming, Shang Hong's uncertain look had a little abnormality, "Bring it."

Zhan Xin read through and smiled gloomyly, "My good prince, I really want to go with me." After reading the letter, Shang Hong slowly got up, came to the back of the study, brought out a brazier, threw the letter into the fire and burned it up.

"And..." The master bowed his waist, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare.

"What else?" Shang Hong was a little unhappy. Looking at the master's appearance, he was really more and more impatient.

With his usual habit, Master Cui Jian paused and picked up his beard under his beard before speaking, pretending to be a tall man. Unexpectedly, when Shang Hong lost his son, he was eager to revenge, and his heart naturally became much more irritable. Seeing that the master was so beaten, he was angry from his heart. He raised his foot and kicked him in the master's leg. "Get out of here, old calf, don't you fart."

Master was kicked to the ground and rolled neatly for two laps before stopping a moment. His buttocks were raised high, and he looked like he was born to be beaten. But this time, I learned to be much better and hurriedly said, "This, the salt workshop in the city, burn!"

"Burn, it. It's none of my business. I just want to talk about the man surnamed Han..." Shang Hongjing said this. Halfway through, his eyes suddenly stared up, bent down and pulled the master's front, exclaimed, "What are you talking about burning?"

"Salt, salt workshop!" Master repeated it again, but looking at Shang Hong's appearance, he was really afraid that he would be beaten again, so he had to say what he should say and never mention what he shouldn't say.

Who knew that Shang Hong seemed to be suddenly powerless. His hand holding the front of him suddenly loosened. He also lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground, but muttered to himself, "How can it be so coincidental to be burned? So... the matter of private salt,... Prince, why didn't the prince stop talking about it in the letter just now?"

"Maybe it's the prince in the palace. I haven't received any news yet!" The master replied with a sad face, as if the foot that had been kicked in his leg just now was still painful.

Looking at the master's appearance, Shang Hong really became more and more annoyed. Suddenly, he didn't understand how he would like such an annoying person as his staff. When I was about to lift my leg and kick it again, I rarely stopped my foot and shouted an anguishly, "What are you doing here? At such a burning moment, you can't figure out something quickly."

The more Shang Hong thought about it, the more strange it became. "Why did Yanfang have an accident at this time? I always feel that it's not appropriate."

The master got up and still picked up his beard, still the procrastinating appearance just now, but this time, he is really stirring his brain, "Maybe, if things are really as the adults think, then this must be Han Shen's action, and this action is really not small, I can't help but implicate you, even Prince Chengming is also involved in selling salt without permission, but it is a felony!"

"Nonsense!" Shang Hong roared at the master and patted the cases around him heavily. He seemed to be a little impatient. "This officer naturally understands that what I want to know is countermeasures and countermeasures!"

The master looked at Shang Hong's anxious appearance and was a little gloating, but on the surface, he still looked sophisticated and said leisurely, "Since this matter involves the prince, that is to say, when the sky falls, it does not hit the adult first!" The master smiled and was worthy of the old deep-fried dough sticks. "Since he hit the prince first, the prince is bound to try to save the fire. So when you hit the adult, even if the fire has not been extinguished, you will not burn yourself!"

A lot of witty words, but the words were reasonable, which swept away the panic in Shang Hong's heart and patted the master's back several times. "It's really worthy of the old fox. It's reasonable and reasonable! Since the prince and I are grasshoppers on the same line, what am I afraid of? Hahaha..."

The master coughed a few times and took the opportunity to retreat a few steps. He did not dare to withstand such 'devastation' under Shang Hong's palm. He said again, "It's just that adults should still do what the prince ordered, Han Xiao..."

Shang Hong glanced at the master. Although he was still so unpleasant, at least his heart was much better. "Yes, since Han Shen has done it, we can't delay any more. We must let Han Xiao spit out something." Shang Hong cleared his emotions and ordered, "Master, I ordered Han Xiao to take him to the yard where the body was parked behind the execution room. I will interrogate him in person. Hey..."

The smile on the side of the vagina made the master shudder.

"Yes!"

Shang Hong started and moved to the execution room. After waiting for a while, Han Xiao was escorted to Shang Hong and looked at each other. Han Xiao looked around. There was grass and trees, and there was a large pool on the side. The pool was clear, and it looked a little red under the afterglow in the afternoon.

Sum, Han Xiao said, "I didn't expect that there would be such a place in the dark and dim cell!"

Shang Hong shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Well, isn't it good!" Standing up and walking in front of Han Xiao, with an attitude like overlooking the world, introduced: "The people in the government office generally call this place 'Huangquan Road'. Have you seen the path in the forest, hey..." Shang Hong lifted the shackles locked between Han Xiao's wrists and raised his chin and pointed to the path on the edge of his finger, "From here The prisoners killed by Xing will be sent out of this road, and have you seen the pool over there..."

"Well," Han Xiao glanced at the sinister person in front of him, but he still looked relaxed and praised, "The sunset is so beautiful!"

"Wrong!" Shang Hong put down his shackles and returned his steps back to his original seat. "That's not an ordinary pool. That's a 'blood pool', a blood pool under hell."

"We have many ways to treat prisoners to torture them to death. One of them is to cut off his tendons and hamstrings to blood, and then throw them in this pool to struggle. Finally, when they are exhausted, they are pale and have no blood color! ...Tut, it's dead, that's horrible!"

"Oh, that's it!" Han Xiao suddenly realized, "No, do you want me to die like this!"

Shang Hong's eyes widened, stared at Han Xiao's pretentious expression of surprise, and roared, "I will make you die worse!"