: The old suspicion array

Han Yishen came out of the study and brought Wang Ren to the door himself. After finding a passing servant, he gave a few instructions before he went to find Wang Fengxian who had left his post without permission.

Wang Fengxian said that he was nearby, but he had always been an idle person. After only a while, he ran to the small schoolyard of the government office to practice martial arts. Therefore, when Han Yishen came all the way, Wang Fengxian was dancing a long iron halberd on the schoolyard, and his halberd head was falling like a sky. If an expert was there, he would be surprised and sighed that the masters on the field were indeed very good at martial arts. He actually danced a long iron halberd into a water and fire stick in the yamen, and there was no time for a long halberd to see.

Although Han Yishen did not know martial arts, he had seen the martial arts masters in his family when they were practicing martial arts. Naturally, he knew that Wang Fengxian's skills were really rough and could not be considered elegant at all. He was just relying on his divine power to fight hard. However, although Han Yishen was despised Wang Fengxian, he naturally would not reveal it in person in front of others. Instead, he looked smiling and stopped and looked like he was talking about his eroticism, as if he was fascinated by his eyes, and even forgot about the matter.

After Wang Fengxian finished dancing, Han Yishen walked forward and smiled and said, "Fengxian is good at martial arts! I think Fengxian will definitely not make any mistakes this time."

After Wang Fengxian finished dancing, he didn't even see any sweat at all, but there was some mud on his trousers. However, as the martial arts instructor of the royal palace, he was recognized as the best martial arts in Nanjing palace. At this moment, people were naturally indispensable to serve him in the royal palace. Therefore, when he stopped, the flatterers did not mention them, and the ones who were holding guns, holding water, and wiping sweat rushed forward, serving Wang Fengxian properly, and then he dispersed himself.

Wang Fengxian has always been the example of Lu Fengxian, the first general of the Three Kingdoms. He can not only imitate weapons, but also speak and do things. Therefore, although Wang Fengxian was happy when he heard Han Yishen's words, he looked indifferent and cool, and he pretended to be impatient and said, "Old Han said that if you have something to do, you don't need to be so polite in front of me."

Wang Fengxian realized that Lu Fengxian was so domineering, so he naturally would not play with these flattering things, so he learned so. But he didn't know what kind of person Lu Fengxian was. He was the first general of the Three Kingdoms. In the Romance written by Long Junshi, even Liu, Guan and Zhang could only barely tie the game, so what could he compare with?

Therefore, in the eyes of others, he is mostly a dog-like behavior. However, he is highly valued by Wang Ren. Who in Nanjing dares to speak like this? Who dares to speak like this? He will have already gone to the death row?

Han Yishen has followed Wang Ren for many years and is naturally very familiar with Wang Fengxian, so he is too lazy to deal with this guy. He just opened the topic and said, "Just now, I have something to tell you and I will do it. Now it's just raining, so you can go with me."

Wang Fengxian was naturally not afraid that Han Yishen would dare to fool him, so when the servants helped him dress neatly, he followed Han Yishen out of the government office from the side. It was said that he was a side but it was actually the gate of the royal palace compared to the main gate of the government office. It was just because the Dashun Dynasty always required the chief officials to live in the government office and not to live separately, so it became like this. However, the repair of this side gate was no less than that of ordinary wealthy families, so it did not hinder the entry and exit of the people in the palace, nor would it damage his face.

"Why do you have to be so mysterious? You have to go on a carriage? It's rare that God opened his eyes and stopped raining. I was thinking about practicing a few more martial arts." Wang Fengxian followed Han Yishen on the carriage, and then he found that there were several jars of wine in the carriage at some point. Wang Fengxian is a habit of drinking. Even though the jar has not been opened and there is no sign, he just held the jar and smelled it and knew that the wine in the jar must be the good white wine sent by Yaoyuelou.

As a landlord, the merchants who send some specialties during festivals and festivals are naturally not considered bribery in Dashun Dynasty. Even the Supervision Office itself often receives some useful goods from various yamen.

Han Yishen ignored him first, but he just poked his head out of the front window and ordered the coachman to set off. Then he turned his head and said, "You should drink a jar of wine first, and then sprinkle some wine on your body."

Wang Fengxian was very careless, but he did not find out that the coachman outside was his subordinates who specialized in dealing with the monsters and monsters in Nanjing and the intelligence work of the Wangfu family.

"What are you doing?" Wang Fengxian asked in confusion, but when the wine was in front of him, he naturally would not hesitate. He picked up the jar and slapped the mouth, and poured it into his mouth with big mouthfuls.

"Don't ask, just do as you do, there will be something going on when you go to the place later." Han Yishen said mysteriously, and then closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"The old guy is really annoying. No wonder the young master doesn't like him, hum!" Wang Fengxian said in his heart, but the wine in his mouth did not stop at all.

Since Song Lian escorted four playboys into the prison in Cuiyun Pavilion, no one in Nanjing has dared to underestimate the police officer who is not visible on weekdays. Especially the Lotus Mother in Qiuyue Tower, she got some rumor from Baili's family that night. Naturally, she knew that the police officer had now fallen into the eyes of King An and could not say that she would be able to make a fortune in the future. Therefore, today she specially found the Song officer to come to the building to sit in the building.

He Hua was a smart person, but he only asked someone to prepare wine and food. He went outside to find an old man who was performing arts and sang some swaying songs in the room. He had a unique flavor with the old man's hoarse voice. As for those sisters, He Hua did not attract anyone, but instead accompanied him for a few drinks, and then he left on the pretext that he only let Song Lian and a group of police officers drink and play rock-scissors in the room and enjoy themselves.

Although Song Lian and his three or four confidants were popular in Nanjing, they had never experienced such courtesy before. Naturally, they were extremely excited. Especially when drinking the rumored 2 taels of silver a jar of good wine that was not sold by wealthy people, they felt even more happy. They didn't even think that there was no trace of their daughter in the whole room.

At this moment, Song Lian was drinking, and suddenly a turtle slave walked in without knocking on the door. Song Lian had not done anything yet, but a police officer who had drunk too much stood up and scolded the turtle slave, saying, "Why are you so unruly, you turtle slave? You don't even know how to knock on the door? Why don't you get out with me?"

The turtle slave lives in this yard, and has never seen anyone or received any anger. He has heard of even more ugly words, so he would not take it to heart. Moreover, the people here were just treated by lotus flowers in person, so he dare not offend him.

Therefore, after being told, the turtle slave was not angry, but was even more humble. When he left, he bent his waist and walked to Song Lian with a flattering look on his face: "Song Ai Si, someone asked the villain to hand you a note. The villain was afraid of delaying the official business of the prison, so he could only take the liberty to disturb him. He also hoped that the officials would blame him."

Song Lian naturally would not really care about this turtle slave, but instead helped him up. Song Lian was in Nanjing City with all kinds of religions and all kinds of people. Most of the monsters and monsters were impressed by his demeanor. It was not without reason. Then he took the post and looked at it.

A person with clear eyebrows and eyes turned his head long ago. Seeing Song Lian frowned, he immediately asked in a low voice: "Attendant, what's the matter with this quotation?" Song Lian has always been kind to others, and these confidants under him naturally knew his temper long ago, so they talked less and took a lot of attention, and they were mostly so straightforward.

In fact, this person is called Cheng Chen, nicknamed Xiangyanghua, with an elegant name and a good appearance. He can attract the attention of some handsome ladies when walking on the road. Although Cheng Chen is in Nanjing Mansion without any rank, he is Song Lian's real subordinate. He was even referred to as his deputy by Song Lian, who is responsible for helping him take care of some official trivial matters.

Song Lian didn't say anything, but just handed over the note.

Cheng Chen took the note, and at the sight, he couldn't help but "hiss" and said with a strange look: "Someone wants to find trouble for Lord Tan? Who is so bold that he dares to stroke this tiger beard!" It doesn't matter if his screams, but he attracted the attention of several other policemen and asked what's wrong.

As Song Lian's confidant, he naturally knew Tan Zong's identity - he was only higher than Song Lian. Moreover, even if Tan Zong did not have the support of King An, he was also a sixth-rank official of the Supervision Office. Although his position was low, he was still heavy. He just arrested four big playboys in Nanjing Palace and even Cui Tongzhi could only escape in shame. Who dared to touch this powerful Lord Tan in Nanjing Palace!

Could it be that one took action? These policemen looked at each other, and some even poked them up with a mysterious look on their faces. The meaning of this is self-evident.

However, Song Lian waved his hand, stopped the inquiries and speculations of his confidants, and directly ordered: "Xiangyanghua, take other brothers to guard outside Lord Tan's mansion, don't make people disturb the family. I will go back to the government office to find some brothers and inquire about Lord Tan's whereabouts."

Cheng Chen responded, and was about to leave, but seemed to remember something, and turned around and said, "Absolutely, will this piece be fake? Since he knew that Lord Tan was out, how could he not know Lord Tan's whereabouts, but he still had to make such a mysterious and mysterious way. Whatever I thought, I felt that there was a fraud here."

"It's okay." Song Lian said calmly: "There are some people guarding each other secretly. You can go outside the mansion of Mr. Tan to guard. If no one goes to cause trouble, you don't have to show up and disturb the family members of the master."

Seeing that Song Lian was so sure, Cheng Chen led the people away.

However, Song Lian finished the wine in the glass with a graceful expression, then stood up and gave the old man a piece of silver or two, and then left amid the compliment of the old man. But before he could walk out of the gate of Cuiyun Pavilion, another turtle slave nodded and bowed, and handed over a note.
Chapter completed!