"Don't worry, I won't let you down a little bit!" Ling Yun's mouth is slightly raised. Although he met Song Jiang last night, it's really unexpected. It's just that it's not hard for a person like Song Jiang who doesn't use his brain to go down according to Ling Yun's expectation.

"But before that, you should try to protect Caiwei well," Ling Yun said softly. "Before you came, song he, the cousin of Song Jiang, had come to me."

The rest of his life nodded, Ling Yun said, he also had some ideas, immediately left Ling Yun's house, went out to find Wang Qian, they picked up Caiwei.

It's just that song he is in trouble, and his cousin.

It's no small matter that the strange treasure on the sea attracts the Confucian gentleman. This is something that can be used. However, how to operate it still needs careful planning, but the most important thing at present is to put Song Jiang in prison.

Ling Yun remembers what song he said before. He doesn't care about other people's life and death, but Ling Yun can't ignore the grassroots mother and son and the seven female ghosts. If any one of them is hurt, he will blame himself.

"Listen to yuezong, Hehuan mountain," Ling Yun said. Many female friars have always disliked the practice of Hehuan mountain. They must have fighting skills and only divide life and death. "How can it be so interesting?"

Just at this moment, Ling Yun had many ideas in his mind. He was eating sugar gourd and waiting for the court confrontation. Maybe some things were more interesting than he thought. As for haiyibao, he really didn't have any ideas. Some things were lucky for me and lost my life.

Two hours after breakfast, in fact, it's noon now. Ling Yun and other people have not come. He sits in his study, quietly turning and reading, and is not in a hurry. When song he comes, he already knows that this is what he expected. The magistrate of Da Yu will try to minimize the impact of this incident, In fact, if the main cause is snuffed out, there will be nothing more.

"That's interesting." Ling Yun's mouth is slightly raised. Instead of rushing to find he Zhang, he is waiting for Song Jiang and song he to come to him. "Little grassroots, will you take your mother to the backyard?"

Ling Yun shouts.

"Young master, is there anything else?" Cuihua asked.

Ling Yun shook his head and said gently, "it's OK. Just go to the backyard."

If it's song he, there's no problem for the moment. If it's Song Jiang, then his family has put so much effort into saving him from this prison. If he doesn't know how to restrain himself and continue to throw himself into prison, then he has to blame himself and hit the edge of the knife.

Of course, song and Song Jiang may not come, but directly return to Dayu County, which is even more interesting. Although Ling Yun really entered the world for the first time, his memory is very good. When he was exiled, he also remembered how real human nature was.

My husband always said that he had too much killing heart and too much hatred.

But Ling Yun is really disappointed in the world.

When they return to Dayu County, they will find a way to deal with themselves. Just when Lingyun is ready to go out, song he comes to Lingyun's door again and says hello with a smile

"So what are you doing here?" Lingyun is still sick, "or threaten me?"

"Of course not," song he did not plan to go in, Ling Yun has closed the door, "you are very smart, know will pick Wei first, but you really think it's over?"

Lu you rubbed his temple, leaned against the doorframe, folded his sleeves with both hands, and said faintly, "do you think it's over like this?"

"It's hard to cut off the cause and effect in the world of practice. Are you ready for it?" Song he said faintly, "you can protect them for a while, but can you protect them for a lifetime? A person like you will not be confined to a cool city. You will leave one day. What will happen after you leave? "

Ling Yun thought for a long time, but he didn't speak for a long time. He suddenly said with a smile: "I hope you can live to that day."

"Sometimes cleverness, in the face of absolute strength, is of little use." Song he said indifferently, looking at Lingyun staggering, holding the wall toward the outside, he took a deep look at Lingyun's house, and left like this.

Ling Yun did not go to the brothel this time, nor did he go to find them for the rest of his life. Instead, he went to the Inn and found the young Jianxiu of tingyuezong.

"A deal." Ling Yun doesn't go to the woman because they are not happy.

Young Jian Xiu frowned, "I'm not interested in anything other than practicing Jian."

It's very hard. Isn't it that people in the practice world are more intriguing than secular dynasties? You are so pure-minded and have little desire. You can only practice sword in your heart, and you haven't trained a big sword God.

"All right." Ling Yun shrugs helplessly. He stands in the attic on the second floor. Song he is a troublesome man, more troublesome than Song Jiang. If he Zhang wants to move song he, he has to weigh up. Moreover, the relationship between him and he Zhang is better because of his husband.

As for the man in black, if he wanted them to help, there was no equivalent benefit exchange, and there was no possibility to talk about it. Ling Yun was a little upset. It was really not easy to do.

He ate the sugar gourd all the way and thought about what to do to bring the situation back.

……

Wang Qian took it with him in his study for the rest of his life. He turned the book boring and said: "the cousin of the county magistrate in Song Jiang came forward and let Qiu Huayuan's boss put the matter down. Even if he took Caiwei out, it didn't help."

"He just doesn't want to involve the innocent. In fact, Caiwei doesn't play a big role. My ally should be more distressed now." He said with a smile for the rest of his life.

Wang Qian nodded, "he and we all think things are too simple."

"Guess what he'll do next?" He asked.

The rest of his life put down his "carefree Tour" and said in a quiet tone: "it's hard to guess what he would do, but Song Jiang must have made him want to be real."

Wang Qian yawned, "what do you want the rich guy to do with so many women?"

"Hehuan mountain is not very popular." I picked up another book for the rest of my life. Women's festivals are naturally very important, but as long as the interests are enough, they are not so important. After all, Liangcheng is close to the seaside, so the atmosphere of Xixuan mainland will naturally have some influence here.

Wang Qian smashed his mouth and said softly, "do you want to deal with song he?"

"Since we are allies, we naturally need to divide our work and cooperate. We can't do nothing for each other." The rest of my life said softly.

……

At this time, Ling Yun is squatting on the street to watch people playing chess. While eating sugar gourd, he seems very sick. If he takes a few more steps, he will gasp like a cow. He has been thinking about how to deal with the current situation. Song he will not return to Dayu county. He just doesn't know when these friars will go to the sea to look for exotic treasures. At that time, everyone's attention will be involved, He had intended to put Song Jiang in prison, and then during that time, he collected evidence and brought Song Jiang to justice.

Now it seems that it's not as good as the swordsman in the Jianghu. It's most convenient and pleasant to have a one size fits all.

It's not so easy to stir up the dispute between tingyuezong and Hehuan mountain. Now it's not so easy to subdue Song Jiang. "Sure enough, it's too big a step and easy to fall over."

After thinking about it, Ling Yun can only pay for the repair of the two houses for the time being. As for what to do after that, he doesn't think about it for the time being. "The beggars in the other house should also be the handle of song and them. Scholars are most afraid of polluting their lives, but I'm not just a scholar, and if I don't do anything because of some polluting their lives, then I'm not called a scholar."

Lingyun muttered.

It's not just the beggars he took in. I'm afraid those who haven't been taken in will be better used. What should I do to deal with such a big flaw?

"If you want to give me money, don't be so polite."

Ling Yun muttered, hoping that song he would not be so stupid.

Ling Yun twisted his neck and wandered around the city. He was dressed in a white Confucian shirt, which was very conspicuous. Several yamen servants came to Ling Yun and said, "Mr. Ling, please."

"All right."

Ling Yun is helped into the Liangcheng yamen by two yamen servants. He Zhang is talking with a young scholar. When he sees Ling Yun coming, the young scholar waves others down and says, "come here, don't pretend any more."

Ling Yun bowed, but the scholar turned aside and said, "your husband once taught me knowledge. According to seniority, you and I can be considered as brothers. This is also your light."

"Er..." Ling Yun looked at he Zhang again, "what can I do for you

"I already know about Song Jiang," he said, and then looked at the gentleman of Tianyi Academy. "I'll leave the rest to Mr. Anxin."

Peace of mind is the name of this Confucian gentleman. "I've heard something about you. In fact, if he Zhang hadn't mentioned it frequently, I wouldn't want to see you. You're too naive, and you're too idealistic. Of course, you don't know about Song Jiang's family background, so you rush out and scare the snake. Now this situation is your own."

But the peace of mind is a change, "but your original intention is good, Song Jiang's bad name I also read in the file, these people really do not deserve to occupy a recommendation quota, Zhao song has the law, you should be convicted according to the criminal law, to find evidence yourself, I will leave some time, but to test you for your husband first?"

"Yes."

Ling Yun straightened up, shook his sleeve robe, folded his hands in his sleeves, and said calmly: "since I am a disciple of Mr. Zhang, I have received two favors here, and this favor is owed to me. How about it?"

He doesn't want his husband to be in debt because of his willfulness. He looks at he Zhang with ease and smiles. The child really doesn't know who his husband is.

"Yes!"

He Zhang said.

Lingyun took a deep breath, "so Lingyun dare, please borrow Liangcheng surrounding county information records, including customs and other matters."

"It's absolutely impossible. You have neither Confucian fame nor official status. This trip has already passed. However, Lord he can extract some for you and lend it to you for the time being."

She said with a smile.

He Zhang sighed, not angry. He had not copied books for many years since he left the college.

Ling Yun arched his hand and said, "but I'm curious. What do you want to do?"

Ling Yun single handed burden, look indifferent, "to his own confession, the whole family buried."

The son does not teach, the father's fault, teach not strict, teacher's lazy.

One person is evil, one time can be reformed, two times can be beaten and scolded, three times can still be forgiven, but the fourth time and the fifth time, the fault is not Song Jiang alone, but his parents.

However, Ling Yun's words are also too murderous. He frowned at ease. Ling Yun is a bit extreme. However, Ling Yun has not really contacted the practice world and the world, and has a chance to correct it.

Scholars in Confucian academies seldom deal with Dynasty affairs, but most of them are lazy to manage. However, the old case of King Ling's residence in Zhao and Song Dynasties is also a good examination question for Legalists and political strategists, and he naturally heard about it.