Grandpa is such a bunny

The thatch of the roof is not densely built, and the sporadic sunlight leaks from above. The very thin light shines into Tubo's eyes, and the black eyes shrink slightly, reflecting distinct layers of ripples.

He stared blankly at the roof, his heart was beating wildly, and he turned over and sat up almost as if frightened, "Girl?"

Except for the shabby house and the scattered straw, there is nothing similar to the place in his memory. At that moment just now, he thought that he had returned to the past when he wandered and depended on the child.

His heart was beating suddenly, and his shortness of breath made Tubo feel a suffocating pain. He squatted in the haystack, suddenly looked at the monk who was sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, and tried his best to pull himself back from the chaotic dream. Suddenly, he forced himself to breathe slowly, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, raised his claws and shouted, "Thousands—"

Seeing his fluffy pink and tender rabbit paws, he quickly retracted, only then realized that he had unconsciously returned to his original shape.

As soon as he suppressed all kinds of bewildered feelings in his heart, a wave of shock and entanglement burst out immediately.

"Qian Fan has seen me all?" "Does he know my identity?" "If he knows, how should I face him? Will he take him away?"

As soon as he woke up, he was hit continuously. At this moment, the doubts in his heart gushed out like a fountain, complicated and complex. No matter how good the physical fitness of Master Tu was, he couldn't bear the shock, fright, sadness, and joy. Before he figured out what to do, he couldn't help coughing. Seeing that the sleeping monk was about to wake up, he quickly turned back into a human form, trying to swallow the fishy sweetness in his throat, and smiled, "Hi, baby."

Qian Fan opened his eyes, with the ignorance of just waking up still in his eyes.

Tubo took the opportunity to crawl over, pressed him back against the wall, and said with a smile, "Are you happy to see me when you wake up?"

Looking at his pale cheeks, Qian Fan felt pain in his heart, and nodded slightly, "Master Tu, is your injury better?"

Tu Bai's chest hurts badly, but he deliberately breathes long and long, trying his best to make himself look like it doesn't hurt at all, but if he has a little awareness, he will hide all the pain from others, "It's been alright, Does it scare you? Come, come and hug me, and give you a smooth hair."

Helpless by his poverty, Qian Fan smiled and shook his head.

"Where's the first lady?"

Tubo touched the wound on his back that had scabbed overnight, secretly amazed that he healed so quickly.

"The poor monk has already sent someone to send her back to Lord Du, so you don't need to worry about it."

Tubo nodded, trusting him very much, got up from him, supported the wall, and planned to stand up, "Then let's go back quickly, Zhang Dingcheng knows that Du Yun is going to perform, and he will definitely not let him go easily, I hiss—"

A burst of dull pain suddenly hit his chest, and Tubo's eyes turned black from the pain, and the blood in his throat could not be suppressed, and a trace escaped from the corner of his lips.

Qian Fan hurriedly supported him, put his arms around his back and made him lie down, not allowing the rabbit to act like a demon again, "Don't move around, and rest at ease."

With his head down, Tubo pushed Qian Fan who was half squatting down, pressed his head on his knees, put his arms around his waist, and lay down on him, the voice came muffled from Qian Fan's legs, "You can stay still, but I want to recuperate like this."

"..."

Qianfan propped his hands back on the ground, helplessly looking at the young man lying on his lap, so he leaned against the wall, stretched his legs to make him lie more comfortably, and subconsciously stroked his soft black hair with the palm of his hand.

Anyone with long hair can't escape being patted on the head. Tubo felt very comfortable being touched by him, squinted his eyes and snorted a few times, thinking, "It seems that he didn't realize that I am a rabbit demon."

Just as he was thinking, Qianfan's finger walked through the hair and walked to his broken ear, and his fingertips brushed his shape's auricle vaguely, "You didn't tell me."

Said so plainly.

Tubo was stunned, startled, thinking of what he had said before he fell into a coma, he was going to raise his head to look at people, but Qian Fan held him down gently and forcefully, not allowing him to look up.

He was surprised, "You called?"

Qianfan hummed vaguely.

Tubo paused for a moment, thinking of Xiaoqinglian calling him brother Tu shyly, the itch erupted from the depths of his bone marrow, making him scratch his heart and lungs, but he didn't hear it with his own ears, at the most important moment Passed out.

Tubo felt that he had missed a thousand carrots, and grabbed Qianfan's robe tangled, "But I'm dizzy, I didn't hear it."

Sorry not to be myself.

Qian Fan looked down at him, Tubo turned over, leaned on his leg on his back, winked at him, and coaxed, "Call again."

Qian Fan shook his head.

Tubai was about to die of remorse, his intestines were probably going to be green, and he rubbed dishonestly on his legs, not caring about his old face at all, acting coquettishly and aggressively, "Call, call again, baby .”

Annoyed by him, Qian Fan pressed Tubo's shoulder and looked at him with a half-smile.

When Tubojing saw this, his heart skipped a beat, and he shouted, "You lied to me, didn't you call?" Pressed into the haystack, made a fuss and made a lot of trouble.

Concerned about his wounds, Qian Fan had no choice but to dodge with all his strength, allowing a certain beast to take advantage of him.

Both of them stood out as Fengshen, handsome, prudent and dignified young men. They quarreled for a long while full of childishness and childishness in this thatched hut in the wilderness. In the end, it was Qian Fan who finally felt that it was a breach of etiquette and surrendered unsteadily. After seeing this rabbit monster, the thin blush on his cheek made Mr. Tu lie down obediently.

After all, there was an injury on his body. Tubo was full of energy for a while, and fell asleep with squinted eyes. When he woke up again, Qianfan's leg was still under his head, and a fragrant carrot smell wafted out. I don't know when this person was. He went out to pick it, but he didn't feel it at all.

Seeing him wake up, Qianfan handed the carrot to his lips, and served Master Tu with delicious food.

Tu Bai took the carrot, couldn't hold back, grabbed his hand and kissed it, and said while eating, his voice was reeling in the heavy memories, bringing some long vicissitudes, "His name is Ji Tong, It’s a magician, have you heard of such a person?”

Buddhism cultivates the mind without cultivating the Tao, which is different from the sects of all walks of life that focus on cultivation and practice. However, Qian Fan has traveled all over the world in the past few years, and has an understanding of all kinds of worldly situations.

"I've heard of it."

Tubo nodded, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that I'm too lazy to mention him. He's an insignificant person, so there's nothing to say." His eyes were so deep that he couldn't see through, "Ji Tong's ancestors may have accumulated evil virtues. I promise not to be alone. I would touch him, and I didn't want to break my promise, so I didn't fight back."

Qian Fan's hand slid from his shoulder to his back, stroking the scar that had already healed, his eyes were as calm as water, "What is he here this time?"

Tubo curled his lips coldly, and next to his ears came the sound of the small bone on Ji Tong's wrist colliding with the sword handle. It was so small, but it hurt unbearably when it hit Tubo's heart, "Look for death."

He helped Qianfan to sit up, leaned over and rested his chin on his shoulder, and whispered, "I won't let him go every time."

Qian Fan lowered his eyes, put his hand on the back of Tubo's head, and patted his head.

When the two were making friends in the wilderness, they didn't know that the imperial capital had turned upside down.

First, Du Yun, the prefect of Luo'an, sued more than a dozen officials, including Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites and Yushitai, for using power for personal gain, buying and selling official positions, accepting bribes, forming cliques to bully poor students, and colluding with officials and officials to protect each other.Then Zhang Dingcheng and other ministers impeached Du Yun for colluding with Jianghu sects to kill court officials, abusing his power to instigate crimes, and deceiving superiors and subordinates without reporting their knowledge.

The memorials from the two parties handed over the imperial case with the dragon pattern in Kyushu one after the other, like two torpedoes thrown into the calm Yonghuai River, blasting the turbulent dark waves at the bottom of the river out of the river, blowing away the bones and darkness in the mud. Throw out all the obscurity in the book, and slap the faces of those who are trying to whitewash the peace, stripping them of their comfort and peace of mind, and giving the concealed facts, the silent corpses, and the wronged people a break. Come clean and fair.

The emperor Longyan was furious, and the civil and military men of the court dared not speak. Du Yun knelt on the court hall and grabbed the ground with his head.

"Gao Chenfeng is not the top three, but he is the right deputy censor of the Inspectorate. Where is the number one scholar?" Du Yun said in a low voice, "I just changed my name to a low-level singing. Your Majesty, the Hanlin is not fair."

The emperor slapped the dragon chair fiercely, "Du Yun! Are you blaming me for breaking the rules when I treated you back then!"

Du Yun kowtowed, "I don't dare, I just want to say something for the poor students. Your Majesty, being Tian Shelang in the court, and going to the Tianzi Hall in the evening, can't be a luxury."

Before the emperor could answer, Du Yun said again, "There was a severe drought in Hengzhou, and the 3 taels of disaster relief money was left in the hands of the victims. There was not much left in the hands of the victims! The person who led the disaster relief, the Minister of Finance and Revenue, and officials of all levels and provinces, went down one by one. , How many people are pocketing their own money, Your Majesty, if you don’t investigate now, when will it be!”

The emperor's hand slowly supported the dragon chair, the veins on the back of his hand jumped violently, and the eyes under the gilded crown hid suppressed anger, "If what you said is true, I will never let them go. But if you Selfishly, I—"

Du Yun pressed his forehead to the cold ground, closed his eyes, "The minister apologizes with death."

The emperor's eyes lingered over the silent officials, the brocade clothes and satin, the palace glass, the beautiful and picturesque coats were torn apart by the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers outside, and how many people could live and work in peace and contentment, have enough food and clothing, and be innocent.

In the end, he stared at the two memorials on the ground, as if he wanted to get an answer from them, "Come here, send the two adults to the sky prison, which is right and which is wrong, and when I find out the truth, I will clear the two."

Du Yun knelt on the ground and exhaled. As long as the emperor is willing to investigate, it's not too bad. He glanced at the bright red memorial on the ground, and thought about the evidence in his hand. He heard Zhang Dingcheng's hoarse breathing beside him, He turned his head to see his scarlet eyes.

Du Yun's heart skipped a beat, and there was one last witness to prove that he had forgotten.

Xishan Wen'an Temple, when the two of them arrived at the temple, they were shocked by the news that Du Yun had been arrested. Tubo was furious for a while, and his chest wound and anger rushed up, forcing him to cough muffled.

Qian Fan hurriedly stepped forward to support him, brought him into the room, made a cup of tea and handed him over, "Don't worry, your Majesty is willing to send someone to thoroughly investigate this matter, it is not bad."

Taking a few deep breaths, Tubo raised his head and swallowed the tea in one gulp, stepped on the chair with one foot, and casually held the knife in the fruit plate on the table, his eyes were cold, "Officials and officials are protecting each other, the person sent by the emperor to investigate the case Maybe I will protect Du Yun, but in the end it will be useless, if I had known that the emperor was such a person, I would have—"

Covering his lips with his hands, Qian Fan raised his chin, stared into his eyes, swung his sleeves, and closed the door, "Officials and officials protect each other, but what about the officials who are on the side of Lord Du?"

Tubo murmured twice, and licked the hand on his lower lip with the tip of his tongue. Qian Fan hurriedly retracted it with a blushing face, and glanced at him. own lips, "Next time you cover it, use this to cover it."

After flirting, he changed his face and immediately said sternly, "Corrupt officials protect corrupt officials, good officials protect good officials, I know what you mean, but Du Yun, that coward, did something in the court in the past. As a local Zhima official, who will stand by his side if he has not been in the court for so many years?"

Qian Fan was dumbfounded by his prudence, "The poor monk says there is one." He took the initiative to hold Tubo's finger, "Go to bed early tonight, the poor monk is going to see someone."

Tubo, "I'll go with you." Raising his eyebrows, he asked, "Who do you want to see?"

"The presiding judge of this case is Mr. Huang Zhang, the former Minister of Dali Temple."

Huang Zhang is a veteran of the former court. He served as Dali Temple Minister for 50 years. Now he is an octogenarian. He has reviewed countless unjust, false and wrong cases. He is resolute and upright. He would rather break than bend. Ten years ago, he resigned from office and retired to his old age. He lived deep in his house in the imperial capital and no longer interfered with the affairs of the imperial court.

Now that the emperor is willing to invite Huang Lao to come out of the mountain, he is really angry and wants to thoroughly investigate the corruption that Du Yun has sued.

Tubo knew very little about the affairs of the imperial court, and wanted to follow, but was afraid that he would be lawless and ignorant of the rules, so he had to follow into the yard, and tied a cloak for Qianfan under the bright moonlight above his head, "Go early and return early, I am waiting for you."

Qian Fan nodded, took two steps, turned around again, touched Tubo's head when he followed him, and left Wen'an Temple.

Tubo pinched his chin, confused by his inexplicable habit.

The early winter moonlight shone in through the narrow windows, paving the ground desertedly, but any dungeon, no matter what season it was, could make people feel cold, desolate and terrifying.

Du Yun sat on the straw chasing the moon's disc legs, hoping that this little light would not completely annihilate him in the darkness, and turned himself into a light chaser, moving his butt all night.

He dozed off, and when he woke up, he found that the moonlight was moving eastward again. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly heard an old and elderly voice from the dark corridor of the prison, which scared him so much that he almost peed out, "Who?"

"It's the old man." A hale and silver-haired old man walked out of the darkness.

Du Yun squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then stood up solemnly, folded his hands and saluted respectfully, "So it's Huang Lao."

Huang Zhang stood with his hands behind his back, his age-marked face still showed the vigor of the past, and his old brows and eyes were full of determination, "Do you recognize this old man?"

Du Yun has never been so serious before, "Everything written by Huang Lao has been read."

Huang Zhang glanced into the dark corner, nodded in satisfaction, and said calmly, "I ask you, there are skeletons in the forest, with hundreds of blades on their backs, bean seeds in their stomachs, and paper foam on their fingers, why? "

Du Yun put his hands in his hands, from Luo'an to the imperial capital, the intricate case gradually came to light in his mind, he let his eyes go, and listed all the clues one by one in the dark dungeon.

"Love killing. Feelings of personal indignation and betrayal. Gao Chenfeng violated Zhang Dingcheng's kindness, set up his own family or stopped, threatened with ledgers and bills, and wanted to protect himself wisely. Zhang Dingcheng was deeply mired in the mud and deliberately dragged him into the quagmire. , The two parties had a dispute, so there was a killing intent, Gao Chenfeng knew his fate, so he found an excuse to escape from his sphere of influence."

The wind outside the dungeon blew in through the narrow window, Du Yun smoothed the official robe still on his body, and took off the straw on it, "But he is alone in the imperial capital, clinging to the powerful, he has already offended his confidant, and he has no one to rely on." Damn, no one can trust, at this time, fortunately, the wife of the family communicated with each other and learned that he is in Luo'an, so I want to find it, and plan to secretly transfer the evidence in my hand, so as to find a way out in the future."

"After he went to Beijing for the exam for many years and did not return, Qin Chuxin, the wife of the family, knew that lovesickness was in vain, that wealth and honor were different, and she harbored resentment. A quack killer bought his life."

Huang Zhang nodded, "There are two sides of grievances, who will die? Lord Du, who killed the victim?"

Du Yun rubbed his sleeves with his fingers, and pursed his dry lips, "Zhang Dingcheng learned that someone wanted to buy Gao Chenfeng's life, so he went with the flow and sent someone to go with him secretly, and killed him when he went to see Qin Chuxin. For Qin Chuxin, more than 730 wounds were stabbed on his body, representing the time when Gao Chenfeng abandoned his wife, deliberately leading us here."

Du Yun closed his eyes, and the moment he closed his eyes, he returned to the low forest. The night wind howled, and he transformed into Gao Chenfeng, lying on the ground covered in blood, watching the woman he loved walking towards him step by step. Beside him, he called to her for help, and handed her a piece of paper that scribbled down the burial place of the court minister's embezzlement note.

With tears in her eyes, the woman took out a handful of red beans from the bag she carried with her, and sang that lovesickness poem quietly, saying that she had put a lovesickness child here since the day he left, and it has been as beautiful as blood until now.

Du Yun felt the blood gurgling from his body, he was dying, his whole body was cold, so he could only murmur, "I was wrong, I regret it, you save me, we will never come back..."

The woman held those lovesickness tremblingly, like the flesh and blood gouged out from her own heart, "Who do you think lovesickness bestows on?"

Du Yun tried his best to raise his arms to hug her, and told her that he had been thinking about her day and night for the past two years, and every time he thought of her, he would go to the street to buy Sanqiu cake made from red beans , Swallowing all the lovesickness into the belly.

The woman looked at him calmly and said, "This is my lovesickness, you swallow it." She watched him soaked in blood, and swallowed bloody lovesickness in her mouth, and did not take him to leave until the blood was gone. Another promise that came down - the piece of paper with the address on the bill, left the scene of the crime.

The candles in the dungeon flickered, and Du Yun felt his eyes wet. He didn't know whether he thought about the end of the poor student, or felt sorry for Qin Chuxin. He raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, and said, "Old Huang, the case is roughly the same. That's it, if it comes to crimes, both of them are guilty."

Huang Zhang nodded, his old body straightened, like a vigorous pine tree, "The emperor has handed over Gao Chenfeng's account book and bills to the old man, if what you said is true, the old man will find out the truth and send the court The crony and corrupt officials who fooled the king will be uprooted."

Du Yun hurriedly bowed his head and bowed his head, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huang." After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the empty and dim aisle behind Huang Zhang. His eyes rolled a few times, wondering, and hesitantly asked, "Mr. Huang is visiting late at night. , just for this case?"

Logically speaking, he is the presiding judge, if he wants to know the facts of the case, he can go to trial in court, but now he does it in private, somehow he has some intention of defending it.

Du Yun rubbed his chin secretly, thinking, "Could it be that Mr. Huang thinks it's a pity that I, Du Yun, is dead, and wants to cover me up and give me a mountain to rely on?"

Huang Zhang glanced at Du Yun with his eyes, his nose, his nose, and his gaze fell on the dark place for a moment, then he put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the end of the aisle.

Du Yun was still trying to figure out what the old man meant when he saw Chan Master Shanyue walking out of an obscure corner with his green clothes swaying to the ground.