66. Number poems from one to ten [2/2]
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The call from the detective Wu Mingliang immediately scared the people passing by in front of the small yard and the guys who helped Yiyun transport medicinal materials to flee. The other nine yamen runners and constables each held iron rulers and fire sticks in their hands, blocking the door of the yard tightly. Judging from this attitude, those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.
The first thought in Yi Yun's mind was that the murder of Long Aotian in Chen's house was exposed. Shui Miao was obviously the same as him, and was shocked. He ran over from the yard, stood behind Yi Yun, grabbed his clothes and waved him. Looking at her appearance, she obviously planned to stand up and take responsibility.
When I was in the Chen Mansion, Yi Yun was masked, and only Shui Miao was recognized. So, if the case was exposed, the constables must have targeted Shui Miao.
He secretly thought in his heart that Shui Miao was a woman who had already had sex with him and had to protect him. If the murder of Chen's mansion was exposed, then he would go to the yamen and then vent his identity as the little prince. At that time, the case would definitely be a shocking reversal of 180 degrees. However, in this way, the killer arranged by Sanjiang Pavilion in the yamen would know his identity, and the matter would be quite troublesome...
Wu Mingliang glanced at Yi Yun and laughed and said, "You are Yi Yun? Very good, come with me to the yamen."
Yi Yun stretched his body, blocked Shui Miao, folded a slim in his hand, and smiled and said, "Dear officials, I don't know what he has done. I want to work hard for you to mobilize others to arrest me?"
"Stop talking nonsense. The official wants to take you. What reason do you ask? Just follow me obediently." Wu Mingliang shook the iron ruler in his hand and patted a sword hanging around his waist, full of threats.
Yi Yun reached out and shook at him, made a no gesture, then pointed to the pharmacy staff who were watching from afar outside the yard and some drug dealers who came to wait for him to make medicine, and said with a smile: "I am a person who provides restoration medicine for pharmacies in Chengdu City. You take me away without saying anything. Don't you know if the public is angry?"
As soon as Yi Yun said this, several businessmen with a strong family background immediately agreed: "This constable, don't you see that our pharmacy still has to make money by making medicine? Which onion do you have? The governor and our master often eat together. If he is guilty, we will naturally not protect him, but if he is not guilty, you, the constable, will use someone to blackmail the silver, and we will definitely not be able to do anything with you."
Wu Mingliang was shocked. He was quick to catch a small constable, so he didn't have the courage to mess with these hard-working drug dealers in the background. In fact, he really didn't have the reason to take anyone.
This matter starts with the "calmness of the mouth" Jiao Shou. His old man from the Jiao family was a childhood classmate of the Chengdu magistrate and had a hard-core relationship. So when Jiao Shou's notes were handed over to the Chengdu magistrate, the magistrate was willing to help. He knew that Jiao Shao was probably interested in someone's wife, concubine, and maid. In the heart of the prefect of the dignified mansion, this was a big deal... so he casually ordered the constable Wu Mingliang, who was on duty, to take a few men to get the people.
Of course, the reason for taking people is "false", anyway, just put Yi Yun in prison. At that time, if Yi Yun's wife and concubine want to save her husband, they have to ask for advice from many parties, so that Mr. Jiao can come forward to get a bargain. In fact, Wu Mingliang also got Mr. Jiao's large sum of silver, and now he still has a silver note in his pocket.
I stammered for two or three times. Can I say this reason? Of course I can't say it!
When Yi Yun saw Wu's bright and squeamish expression, his face suddenly became calm: It seems that it was not the Chen family's affairs that were exposed, but this guy inexplicably wanted to take me. Could it be that the killers of Sanjiang Pavilion knew that I was here? It was not like, if the killers of Sanjiang Pavilion took action, they should have suddenly appeared behind me hidden.
Wu Mingliang glared left and right, looked at Yi Yun's yard full of girls, suddenly slapped his forehead and looked like he was doing business and said, "I'll tell the truth, Yi Yun, more than a hundred women suddenly appeared in your house. The yamen suspected that you were smuggling people and trafficking women and children, so you have to take you back to investigate."
"Tsk!" Yi Yun was so happy: "Did you think of the reason for taking people temporarily? Do you think of any other reason for temporarily?"
"I didn't expect anything else for the time being!" Wu Mingliang responded foolishly when he asked.
Yi Yun spread his hands, this stupid constable, alas, he was so easy to get confused. His voice sank and asked sternly: "Who sent you to arrest me? What's the purpose?"
"No... no one sent me..." Wu Mingliang took two steps in a row. He was suddenly asked several questions by Yi Yun. He was a little flustered, but he woke up quickly. He was used to being arrogant and acted like a blessing on the people. How could he soften all of a sudden?
Wu Mingliang shook the iron ruler and shouted: "If you don't want to go to the yamen with me, don't blame us for taking the people."
"Oh, that is to say, you will enforce the law violently next?" Yi Yun snorted, shook the fan in his hand, and shouted: "Big wife, second wife, eldest maid, second maid, third maid... Someone is coming to capture your husband."
Yi Yun shouted, and there was a burst of women's roar in the yard, An Qian, Li Chengyu, Yan Wanwan, Ling Yun'er... A large group of combat-capable girls rushed to the gate of the yard and glared at the team of constables led by Wu Mingliang.
Yi Yun stood among a large group of women and said proudly: "If you want to enforce the law violently, I will resist the law violently, hehehe!"
When did the onlookers see such a scene? They were immediately very excited and the crowd was in full swing. Countless neighbors ran over from all directions and piled up the street three floors and three floors outside. The girls in the brothel opposite also went to the terrace and lay on the railings and pointed at this side.
Xiaohong stood in front and shouted, "Young Master Yi, I like you!"
An Qian frowned: "Honey, why are there any brothel girl cheering for you? What's your relationship with her?"
"Well... it's absolutely okay." Yi Yun said sternly: "I have only written a poem for her, and I have never done anything else. You know, a scholar like me who is knowledgeable and talented is a common thing for writing poetry, which is not surprising at all."
"What poem did you write?"
"Well! Now is not a good time to recite poetry. When the night is late and everyone is quiet and everything is quiet, I will find a place for you to recite without anyone."
At this time, a vulgar old man among the onlookers suddenly shouted: "Wow, it turns out that the lewd poem Xiaohong has learned was written by Mr. Yi? I like that poem!"
"It turns out that the poem that can make men's blood rush in the past few days was written by Mr. Yi. We really don't know Mount Tai." The onlookers looked a little spare. Tears filled their eyes.
Then, a young man with a pale face also shouted: "I like that poem too, I will chant it to you: a bed, two people sleep, briefs, four legs. Cover (five) your mouth, twist (six) your legs, ride (seven) your back. Pull (eight) your bra, pull (nine) your breasts, and feel comfortable."
As soon as this poem comes out, it will be shocking!
Hundreds of cute girls in the group standing in Yiyun's yard were shocked. Dozens of people were so scared that they took a step back. They hit their companions on their backs without realizing it. As a result, they fell down and led the sisters next to them to fall down. More than one hundred girls fell halfway, just like cheerleaders on the football field were doing human waves.
An Qian and Li Chengyu were also frightened, and their eyes suddenly turned red when they looked at Yi Yun.
"Well, two ladies, this... is purely slander. I did write a numerical poem from one to ten for my husband, but it is not like this." Yi Yun said sternly: "The poem I wrote is: After a parting, I miss you in the second place, only three or four months. Who knows that in five or six years, I have no intention of playing the seven-stringed lyre, and the eight-line script cannot be passed on, and nine-serial chains are broken from it. I look at the long pavilion of ten miles long, and I have to think about it, and I have no choice but to complain."
He brought out the poem written by Zhuo Wenjun from his world to Sima Xiangru. An Qian and Li Chengyu's faces improved. Xiaohong on the second floor opposite was stunned... Neighbors on the street and passers-by A, B, C and D said, "Young Master Yi is so shameless!"
Chapter completed!