611 Xingshi asked for guilt

Four days is a good time to sleep.

Jing Zhaoyin hugged his concubine in the 17th room and slept soundly. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the drums and ignored it. However, the sound of the drums was endless, and the louder it became.

The beauty in her arms was frightened and trembled.

He got up angrily and ordered the nursing home to drive people out.

After going out for a walk, he quickly turned back and said through the door panel, "Your Excellency, it seems that no one can catch up?"

"What, did he give birth to three heads, six arms or four eyes, even if he is the king of heaven..."

But the nursing home muttered a name.

The shopkeeper of Tianxiang Building? What is she doing here?

However, this person is not ordinary. Although Tianxiang Building denied that she was Luo Shangyi who was expelled from the palace, he knew that she was the man.

Because in those years, when he was awarded the imperial examination and was awarded the title, wouldn't the woman standing in front of the left of the Lord of the Endless Kingdom be her?

It's just a matter in the palace. If you want to protect the official, it's better to say less.

Now it seems that the thin camel is bigger than the horse. This person can't be neglected just by the 100 officials on the opening day of the Salesman Bureau.

He got up quickly and dressed and scolded in his heart. He was just a civilian. Relying on the hardness of the background, he dared to toss him in the middle of the night.

but forgot that he also came from a humble background and was promoted to today's Wusha through the imperial examination.

But you can't help but admit that many people forget their original grayness after flying to the branches and bathing in the sun.

He walked angrily to the lobby, sat in a high position, and patted in shock: "Who is unjust?"

Before dawn, the government, the master book, the government officials, etc. have not yet arrived at the government office. Only a master stood behind him drowsily and whispered to remind him: "Your Excellency, collar, collar..."

He looked down and found that because of his hurry, the buckle was twisted, which made his collar crooked and lost his majesty, and he couldn't help but be even more angry.

Looking around again, there was a large group of people standing outside the door, and his lobby was empty. In contrast, he seemed to have been questioned.

However, at this time, one person came out in the crowd.

A lake blue dark flower silk short jacket, covered with a long robe of pear blossoms and white clouds, and a light green skirt underneath. During the action, a pair of blue satin embroidered white lotus shoes loomed with branches.

Such a plain woman walked into the hall with rapid pace but elegance. She lowered her eyes and gave a slight salute.

The lively lobby was quiet in an instant, and even the anger in his heart was breathless.

He saw this woman several times in the court many years ago, but he was located in a remote location, and he could only see a slender shadow. A green Shangyi palace suit in the lake was also so bowing his head and lowered his eyes. However, just by looking up, he felt a sense of shock.

At that time, he was strange. He was just a little woman. How could he be sopressive? He explained that the place where she stood was a little higher, the background behind her was a little gorgeous, and there was a golden king beside her.

And today, he is high. She stands quietly in the hall, without background, honor, and nothing, but why is he also shocked?

His hand left the Jingtangmu in panic, and for a moment, cold sweat oozed out of his palm.

Yes, he remembers that it was this woman who assisted Wang in carrying out the imperial examination, so that he, a poor family, and many civilian children, were able to enter the official position and show their grand plans.

But time has passed, and now he is more and more comfortable, and has already lost the sharpness of the past. Moreover, since he became this Jing Zhaoyin, he has done a lot of things by mistake and made the imperial historian impeachment. If it hadn't been for the same year, he would have left office long ago. Nowadays, he is careful about everything and is afraid of something wrong. He also suspected that he had rushed some feng shui, which led to the bad luck of these years, and now he is looking for a wizard to set up in the backyard to crack it.

But the bad luck seems to be more serious. This woman suddenly beat the drum and shouted injustice. What's the inside story? Today's Shengjing, who dares to bully her?

He put away his uneasiness and cleared his throat. When he opened his mouth again, his voice was a little arrogant, smoothly revealing the official voice cultivated over many years: "Who is below? What's wrong with you? Come on..."

In fact, he was a little dissatisfied, but whenever he came to the government office, regardless of the defendant and the plaintiff, he had to kneel down three times first, but she...

Of course, he dared not mention this dissatisfaction. He only hated it in his heart, but he slept with Wang for two years and dared to be so arrogant. But no matter how arrogant you are, won't you be chased out of the palace by the king?

However, as soon as he "hummed", he saw the long eyelashes raised by the people in the hall and raised his eyes...

What kind of eyes is that?

cold, clear, bright.

It flows like water waves and condenses like ice. In the clarity, there lay two points of darkness, like stars like jade, like ink like crystals, just facing him in an instant.

He seemed to have been pierced in an instant and almost fell off his chair.

Holding his forehead with his hand, he was actually secretly wiping his cold sweat... But he was just stared at or without emotion, he seemed to be like...

However, he has been an official for many years, and he still has a little determination.

He sat down and was about to open his mouth. Suddenly, he saw the lips of his subordinates gently open: "The time is approaching. Please order that the gate of the city should not be opened. The soldiers and horses of the five cities should strictly check the personnel who have recently entered the city and increase the patrol. And issued a notice ordering families to keep an eye on children under the age of six, and inform the government in time if they encounter suspicious people..."

Jing Zhaoyin was confused.

Isn't it here to shout injustice? Why did it become a "down"? Strangely, he did not have the slightest sense of resistance, as if his mission was to listen to her.

But he was still uncomfortable. He suspected that it was because he always watched the woman standing beside the king and heard a lot about her power, so he couldn't help but develop the habit of fear.

So he patted: "A bold woman, since you are shouting injustice, she will speak out her grievances and accept the paper. If you talk nonsense like this again, you will be guilty of disturbing the court!"

I thought, my words have given you face, if you don't...

"Your Excellency, 13 boys and nine young girls have been missing tonight. In recent days, some people in Beijing have also lost children under the age of six. Don't you think..."

"Bold!"

The shocked wood patted heavily, making his fingertips tremble.

Jing Zhaoyin is really anxious.

It's been half a month that he lost his child in Beijing. He tried his best to subdue those families for fear that they would make trouble and protect himself, but how could she know this woman? Still say it in front of so many people...

He watched more and more people outside gather, and they all heard the sound of drums in the middle of the night.

What should he do about this?

"Bold unruly woman, playing drums late at night, not talking about grievances, talking nonsense, destroying law and discipline, and roaring in court. Come on, give it to me..."

The word "typ" has not been exported yet, and I suddenly realized that my men had not yet arrived.

These idiots are usually lazy to do it. Do they have to fight in person?