The prisoner's words were respectful on the surface, but he was still a little arrogant on the inside, as if he regarded Lin Yanchao as a prisoner.

The daylight in winter shines through the wooden lattice skylight in the house and spreads on the desk.

Lin Yanchao felt the warm sunlight with his side face, but his mood was relaxed. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, this is the feeling of sitting in prison and taking a vacation.

This made Si Prison angry in his heart, and his words fell into the air, but Lin Yanchao didn't answer and didn't put him in his eyes.

The prison coughed heavily, a little dissatisfied.

At this time, Lin Yanchao turned his head, and the sun fell on his back. At this moment, Lin Yanchao's face also darkened instantly, and he looked a little solemn.

"You repeat what Fang Cai said!"

From the ninth grade to the fifth grade, there are a total of ten levels, even if the prison is the head of the political department, but when it comes to the word respect and inferiority, he is far inferior to Lin Yanchao.

Although Lin Yanchao was detained, he did not take his post, and he was still a five-grade official.

Si Prison knew that he had just spoken in a tone, and he usually collided with Shangguan with words, but now that he is in prison, he has this power.

Now that Lin Yanchao asked him to repeat it, the prison could only say with an angry smile: "Back to Lord Sima, Gu Futai in Kaifeng Mansion, he said that he would interrogate Lord Sima." Take a trip to the past! ”

"I see," Lin Yanchao nodded when he heard this, and nodded on the ink with his pen: "This official is gone, let Gu Futai come here!" ”

"This is not in harmony with the number of rites! Although Sima is still an official, he is still in detention, not to mention that Gu Futai was ordered by Sili to interrogate Sima. ”

Lin Yanchao continued to write on the case and said, "Didn't you see it?" If the official is writing a chapter to the saint, if he delays important matters, can Gu Futai afford it? ”

Si Jian was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and lowered his head and said, "Then the lower official will report for Sima!" ”

"Go ahead!"

Lin Yanchao even raised his eyes to take care of it.

Soon after, footsteps could be heard outside the house.

Gu Ming had already walked into the room with his hands down, but his face was completely gloomy, seeing that Lin Yanchao was writing a recital, and he stood aside without speaking.

The jailer brought him a chair, and Gu Ming had already retreated, so he sat down neatly with his official robe, and flicked the dust on his knees.

Lin Yanchao paused his pen and said to Gu Ming: "There is Lao Gu Futai, come here, this official still has a few words here...... Can you wait? ”

Gu Ming had already smiled and asked, "Sima has read history books, can he know the father and son of the Marquis of Jiang?" ”

During the Han Dynasty, Zhou Bo, the Marquis of Jiang, was detained and humiliated by the jailers, and after being released from prison, he said to others: "I have tried to serve a million troops, but I know the value of the jailer?"

It means that I once led an army of millions, but how did I know that the jailer was so noble?

Zhou Bo's son Zhou Yafu was even more miserable.

When Zhou Yafu was in prison.

The court lieutenant reprimanded and said: "The prince wants to rebel against evil? ”

Zhou Yafu said: "The weapons I bought are used for burial, how can it be said that it is a rebellion? ”

Tingwei sneered: "If the prince doesn't rebel on the ground, I'm afraid he will also rebel underground." ”

Zhou Yafu suffered this humiliation and finally died of hunger strike.

Gu Ming is now the role of a prison officer and a court lieutenant, and when he said this to Lin Yanchao, the implication was obvious.

Lin Yanchao kept writing, and said with a smile: "It's still cordial to Gu Futai, if it's Fang Cai's prison, how can the prison guard know the allusions of the Marquis Jiang's father and son, and it's not interesting to threaten it." Forget it, after the writing is finished, when Gu Futai asks questions for a while, how about answering all questions from the lower officials? ”

"Okay, gentleman, then you can continue to write!" Gu Ming had generously pinched his beard and smiled.

Gu Ming is now a pearl of wisdom.

The layout is under his control until now.

Ma Yu harmed the people in Henan and injured the prefect Fu Zhiyuan, these two things will be spread to the Son of Heaven in the future, and the Son of Heaven will also be angry, and no one can hide the facts. Gu Ming has signed the draft proposal, which is to clear up his relationship with Ma Yu.

Gu Ming has already wanted to bring down Lin Yanchao. But now that Lin Yanchao has killed Ma Yu, even if he wins the hearts of the people and has clear hope, it is impossible for the court to expose it, and it will inevitably be punished heavily.

After killing Ma Yu, Lin Yanchao can still be said to be out of righteous indignation, and for the sake of the people, the crime is still forgivable. However, as soon as the silting case came out, it was a corruption of character, and the two were punished together, and there was no place to bury them.

Gu Ming had already watched Lin Yanchao write a recital, he came this time to force Lin Yanchao to confess his guilt and admit that who was greedy for ink in this silt field?

So that he can explain to the people behind him, and then he steps on the top of the people!

There was a bit of convincing meaning in Lin Yanchao's words, which made him feel very relieved, and this would be a good start.

The act of writing a recital is just Lin Yanchao's last bit of face, like a child. Naturally, he had to generously give him this step, and it didn't hurt to wait, anyway, Gu Ming had always been very patient.

He often told his nephews and staff, to know how to be a man of patience.

After a long time, Lin Yanchao finished writing the last number on the final piece and dried the ink.

He looked up at Gu Mingji, who was sitting on the small bench, smiled apologetically, then tidied up the table, and said as if chatting casually: "The silt field is the emperor!" ”

Gu Ming didn't hear his cough, but his hands trembled, and the conversation didn't continue as expected.

Gu Ming had already raised his head and looked at the window lattice that was shining in the sun, and then he reprimanded: "Impossible! ”

When encountering such a thing, the first thought of ordinary people is rejection! I understand that. Lin Yanchao's words sounded understated, as if an old friend was comforting his frustration.

Gu Ming's brows trembled, and he calmed down and asked, "You have cleaned yourself up, even so, could it be that Yang Yikui, Gong Daqi, and Yang Yigui are not greedy for ink?" ”

When Gu Ming had spoken, his fingers were trembling.

The ink on the piece was blown dry, Lin Yanchao folded the piece and closed it and said, "Well, let me ask Brother Gu, is the piece of impeachment of Lin already on the way?" There are other imperial histories, speech officials, impeachment governors, political envoys, and envoys, shouldn't they have all been handed over to the General Administration? ”

At this moment, Gu Ming's face had changed dramatically.

Lin Yanchao glanced at Gu Mingji seriously, nodded and said, "It seems that it has been delivered." Brother Gu has always been calm and proper, but this time...... I don't mean to blame Brother Gu, it's just that you are too anxious and a little more careless. ”

"If you wait and see for a few days, the results will be better. By the way, is it too late to send a fast horse to inform Kyori now, or to chase the concerto? If you can, you can't delay any longer, and ...... right away Send reliable henchmen to Beijing immediately. Maybe it's a little late, but at least give it a try, it's an opportunity. ”

Gu Ming was shocked and angry on his face, but sometimes when he was extremely angry, he wanted to laugh instead.

So after thinking about everything according to the map, Gu Ming really laughed: "Is this the game you set up?" ”

Lin Yanchao leaned back without nodding or shaking his head.

The sun fell behind him, but Gu Ming on the other side had fallen into the shadows.