Originally, Gao Dafu wanted to say that he had known Li Muyang for several days, but when he thought that Li Muyang had just come to Tiandu from his hometown in the countryside, he changed the topic and replied: "Replying to this young master's question, I have known Huang Ergou since childhood. We grew up playing in the mud in a big pit — —"
This person looked tall and big, but at the critical moment, he could really be relied on.
He looked strangely at Li Muyang's buttocks and said: "I even know that there is a black mole on his buttocks. If young master doesn't believe me, then let him take off his pants for young master to see. "
Song Tao naturally would not let Li Muyang really take off his pants. If he did that, would the young master of the Song family still want his face?
Perhaps the next day, the entire Tiandu would be talking about how the romantic scholar Song Tao had a penchant for short sleeves and forced an innocent satin shop assistant to take off his pants — — and the key point was that the assistant was so ugly.
"That's not necessary." Song Tao looked at Li Muyang with some disgust. "It's just that when I was sitting in the carriage, I saw that this — — Ergou's walking posture is very similar to an old friend of mine, so I came to intercept and ask. But now it seems that I mistook you for someone else. "
Li Muyang's heart tightened. It seemed that he had been too careless.
Although his appearance and voice had changed, the movements of his throwing hand and feet had not changed much. That kind of thing was a habit of more than ten years, hidden in his blood and every piece of skin and bone. If he was not careful, a big secret would be revealed.
During this period of time, he had already adapted to his new identity. Moreover, the streets were bustling with people, so he was able to relax and return to his previous walking posture.
He did not expect that there would be people watching him everywhere, and that he would even be recognized on the street — —
Fortunately, there was a natural shield like Gao Dafu beside him. If he was alone, with Song Tao's intelligence, he would never let him get away so easily.
Song Tao waved his hand and said: "It's okay, you can go."
"Thank you, Young Master," Gao Dafu bowed slightly and pulled the confused Li Muyang away.
Li Muyang also bowed and turned to leave.
"Wait …" Song Tao suddenly called out.
The two of them stopped at the same time and turned around to look at Song Tao.
Song Tao's lips curled into a smile as he said, "Sorry to bother you after all. Here's a bag of gold coins for you two …"
It was a bag embroidered with flowers, and the sides of the bag were inlaid with gold thread. Just by looking at the bag, one could tell that it was very expensive. The bag was bulging, and there should be a lot of gold coins inside.
To Mr. Gao Dafu, this was a huge sum of money. To Li Muyang, who was disguised as Huang Ergou, it should also be a huge sum of money.
Gao Dafu's face was filled with ecstasy, and even his eyes instantly became bright. Li Muyang also showed his excitement at the right time, as if he was excited at the sight of money.
Gao Dafu bowed to Song Tao repeatedly and said excitedly, "Thank you, young master, thank you …"
"Come and take it." Song Tao looked at Li Muyang and said, "After all, the main thing is to apologize to you. Moreover, you really do look like that old friend of mine …"
"…" Li Muyang knew that the doubts in Song Tao's heart were still unsolved.
This time, it was time to really test his acting skills.
He couldn't show hesitation or irritation, because as the current Huang Ergou, when faced with such a huge temptation, even the slightest bit of abnormality would be discovered by Song Tao.
He also couldn't show the wisdom and forced calmness of 'I found out that you were thinking about me'. That completely didn't fit the character of Huang Ergou's satin shop assistant. People like them had never seen so much money in their lives, how could they be so knowledgeable?
He had to act like Mr. Gao Dafu, the other Mr. Gao Dafu.
Li Muyang's expression was dull, as if he was still immersed in the huge joy that fell on his head and couldn't react. There was also a bit of fear, fear of the nobility, fear of the unknown, fear of the faintly discernible smile on Song Tao's lips …
Li Muyang bowed deeply to Song Tao, his voice trembling nervously as he said, "Thank you young master, thank you young master …"
He reached out to take the bag in Song Tao's hand.
The bag didn't budge, Song Tao tightly held onto the bag, unwilling to let go.
Li Muyang's face and ears were red, he quickly took a few steps back, looking at Song Tao with confusion and anger.
"How could you … lie?" Li Muyang whispered, he didn't even have the confidence to criticize others.
Song Tao's doubts were finally resolved, he threw the gold bag to Li Muyang, and said aloud, "This is your reward."
With that, he no longer had any interest in looking at the two servants, he turned around and walked towards the waiting horse carriage.
The carriage rolled over the bluestone bricks and drove away. Li Muyang stared blankly at the departing carriage on the roadside.
Gao Dafu snatched the gold bag from Li Muyang's hand and said excitedly, "Quickly count, quickly count — the money inside will be divided equally between the two of us, we must not let a second person know. Especially Accountant Mo, if he knew about this, he would definitely confiscate this money … "
"…"
A group of soldiers escorted several prisoner carts past in front of Li Muyang, and locked inside each prisoner cart was a man in a blood-red robe. Even though they were now riddled with scars and looked haggard, but when they inadvertently swept their gaze across the crowd, it still gave people a dangerous feeling of being coveted by tigers and beasts.
"Who are they?" Li Muyang asked aloud.
"Hey, who could it be?" Gao Dafu shook his head and sighed, "It must be a direct descendant of High Duke Lu who was captured and transported to Tiandu to be beheaded — — what a sin."
"Do they often send people over like this to be beheaded?" Li Muyang's mouth curved into a vicious smile as he asked aloud.
"It used to be a lot, several batches would be transported over a day — — now it's getting fewer and fewer, sometimes there's only one batch every ten days or half a month — — It is said that the generals under High Duke Lu were more than the willow trees by the moat, and the soldiers under his command were more than the water in the moat — — I didn't expect to see this day — —"
"Yes." Li Muyang sighed softly, "I didn't expect to see this day — —"
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Under the influence of some people, the Yu garden extermination case was still a hot topic among the people of Tiandu.
The matter would only get worse. Even if Gu Qinglin was the minister of a country, he could not stand out and say that he did not do it.
If he did that, it would only make people more convinced that he was the mastermind behind the matter.
What he had to do was to pretend that nothing had happened, pretend that it had nothing to do with the Yu garden, and had nothing to do with the woman called Shu Huai. He had to maintain the dignity and decency of the minister of a country, and he still had countless military and important matters to deal with.
However, Gu Qinglin could clearly feel that, because of the impact of this matter, when he stood in the imperial court and met with hundreds of officials, the way those people looked at him was a little different.
Before, everyone only treated him with respect and admiration.
Now, it had turned into fear and — — ridicule.
He understood what this change meant.
If there was a slight change, he most likely would not be able to control the situation like before and exert influence on the entire West Wind imperial court.
Gu Qinglin urgently needed the Yu garden case to be solved as soon as possible, and also desperately hoped that they could find the culprit behind the scenes as soon as possible — — although he also knew that even if they found the culprit, it would be of no use.
After all, could the dozens of officers of Pingan district catch the evil dragon? Wasn't that a big joke?
Of course, it was not that Gu Qinglin did nothing.
Another voice began to emerge in the marketplace. The remaining members of the Lu clan had not given up. They deliberately committed such a massacre, in order to slander Prime Minister Gu's innocence, to pull him down from his position as the minister, and to trample the entire Song clan under his feet.
After all, in the countless versions of the Lu clan's rebellion case, the Song clan was the backbone force that was loyal to the Emperor and the country, and it was Old immortal Song who personally turned the tide and prevented the Lu clan from stealing the country.
Later, in the elimination of the Lu clan's party, Gu Qinglin personally presided over it. Under his iron fist, countless generals and civil officials who were originally loyal to the Lu clan were escorted back to Tiandu by the various provinces of West Wind and then beheaded.
Now, the remaining members of the Lu clan began to retaliate and smear the reputation of the Song clan.
The heads of the common people did not belong to them, but belonged to those in power, to those intelligent people in high positions.
Their lives were like a clump of reeds, where the wind blows, people will fall.
When those highly respected people or more influential people stood up to speak for the Song clan and cleared Gu Qinglin's name, the thinking of the common people of Tiandu changed, and the direction of public opinion also changed.
Gu Qinglin also timely ordered people to bring back several important generals of the Lu clan from other places to parade in the streets, and then the next day they were beheaded in front of the public. Therefore, the common people were more convinced that their previous guess was correct.
The Lu clan was revived, and the Song clan fought back with iron and blood.
Everyone knew that if Gu Qinglin was given a little more time, as long as there were some other accidents. Then, people would forget because of the passage of time, because other accidents were more eye-catching and would shift the target — —
If the suffering did not really happen to them, how long could people's compassion last?
However, another thing happened, which once again pushed Gu Qinglin to the teeth of the storm.
The magistrate of Pingan county died.
The magistrate of Pingan county hanged himself in his bedroom.
When the magistrate of Pingan county died, he also left a line of blood: In a dilemma, death is the best solution.
The tree wants peace, but the wind does not stop.
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