The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Liang Bin looked surprised, obviously not understanding what Wang Yanqing was doing. At this time, there was a knock on the door behind him, Wang Yanqing turned around, and saw a brocade guard standing outside the wooden fence. He held a brocade pad in his hand, clasped his fists at Wang Yanqing, and said, "Miss Wang, I forgot to give you something when I moved things just now. Get the cushion ready."

Wang Yanqing stood up and said in surprise, "Thank you." She wanted to take something from Jin Yiwei, but Jin Yiwei avoided her movements and said with her eyes down, "I don't dare to bother the girl. Please continue."

Jin Yiwei spread Wang Yanqing's seat, pressed the four corners firmly, and then bowed down. Wang Yanqing sat on a much thicker seat, but she couldn't feel the coolness anymore. Although there was no evidence, Wang Yanqing subconsciously felt that this was what Lu Heng ordered.

How did he know she was sitting on the cold chair and he could see it? Since she can see it, why bother, she is sitting on a chair and not sitting on the ground, how can she be cold in such a short time?

Wang Yanqing's mind was confused, and Liang Bin stared at her with a surprised look, not knowing what medicine they were selling in the gourd. Wang Yanqing quickly put his mind away, focused again, stared at Liang Bin and asked, "Since you are so talented, why didn't you study for the exam?"

Civil servants and military officers are two systems in Daming. Civil officers have studied since childhood, and only after passing the exam can they become officials in the dynasty, while military officers are hereditary. Fathers are generals, sons are generals, fathers are soldiers, and so are their children and grandchildren when they grow up.

Like Lu Heng, Liang Bin is from a wealthy family of Jinyiwei, but the Liang family is not as long as the Lu family, and their position is not as high as that of the Lu family. But being born in Jinyiwei does not mean that you can't take the path of a civil servant. As long as you can pass the imperial examination, you can still be an official.

Liang Bin lowered his head, clenched the grass under his body, and said, "I was sent to a private school when I was a child, but I can't read it later, forget it."

The imperial examination was a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses. There were many squires and civil servants, but there were many smart children. Liang Bin could memorize poems when he was a child, which did not mean that he could keep up with him when he grew up. Liang Bin has been reading for two years, and the content of the scriptures has become more and more boring.

After all, if there are ready-made official positions in the family, who wants to work hard for ten years?

Wang Yanqing nodded, as if she had forgotten her purpose, and started chatting with Liang Bin seriously: "What a pity. Do you remember the year you entered the private school?"

Liang Bin leaned against the wall, his eyes floated slightly to the upper right, and he said uncertainly, "It seems to be the second year of Jiajing."

Wang Yanqing responded and asked, "Which month?"

"March."

"It turned out to be the chūn day." Wang Yanqing couldn't help but think of the chūn day in the second year of Jiajing. At that time, she should have come to the capital to study and practice martial arts with her second brother, but in retrospect, her memory in the Lu family was empty. There is no shadow at all. Wang Yanqing interrupted after thinking for a moment. She still looked at Liang Bin's face and asked, "What did you learn after entering the private school? Do you remember the first article?"

Liang Bin thought Wang Yanqing was really weird. She came with Commander Lu, and she appeared in the cell late at night just to recall the past and chat with him? Liang Bin didn't know why, so he picked up a few words and recited them to Wang Yanqing.

After listening, Wang Yanqing patted her palms and said, "It's been so long, and you can still memorize it. It's really good for your memory. If you continue to read in the private school, you might be able to get a title today."

Liang Bin didn't feel happy when he heard Mianqiáng smile. However, Wang Yanqing seemed to have opened a chat box and said, "You have a good endorsement, and you can learn martial arts quickly. A smart child like you must be very popular with your elders, right? How is your relationship with your father?"

After Wang Yanqing came in, he did not shout or kill, nor did he sneer, but asked him warmly about his childhood. Wang Yanqing's attitude was so good, Liang Bin was embarrassed to keep his face cold, his attitude melted unconsciously, and he recalled the past with Wang Yanqing's words.

When he was young, he was favored by his father. His eldest brother was withdrawn and sullen, he didn't like dancing with knives and guns, and he didn't even read serious books, which always made his father angry. However, he is lively and clever, and he showed excellent athletic talent from a very young age. His father liked him very much and often held him by his side, but it was a pity that he was not the eldest son.

He has a majestic and loving father, a young and pampered mother, and a perfect family. If, without that pair of siblings.

Liang Bin felt sad, lowered his eyes, and said, "I have a good relationship with my father. My father values ​​me very much, and I have been working hard to get his approval."

Wang Yanqing stared at the expression on Liang Bin's face. His eyes drooped, his lips pursed slightly, the muscles at the corners of his mouth were down, and his arms wrapped around him. Wang Yanqing had an idea in his mind, and finally began to ask about the case: "My condolences. On the 16th of last month, your eldest brother Liang Rong was murdered. What were you doing on the 16th day?"

The muscles on Liang Bin's face tightened in an instant, and the small movements such as pursing his mouth and drooping his eyes disappeared. His face was hard and he said like a wooden man: "Nothing, just as usual."

"From the time you got up in the morning, repeat everything you did that day."

Liang Bin had no choice but to reminisce one by one: "I got up at this hour, had breakfast in the room, went to greet my mother, had a conversation with my mother, and then went back to the house to stay until noon..."