I am fish

She and Wei Tingxu looked at each other for an unknown amount of time, and the strange aura in Wei Tingxu's eyes became more and more obvious—she wanted Zhen Wenjun to give her an answer.The air in the station became more and more chaotic with her gaze, and the guards who had been hiding in the dark seemed to have drawn out their weapons, ready to strike.

"Ah." Zhen Wenjun's face twitched, and then he showed a sincere smile, even with calm concern, "My sister also wants to come out to get some air? When I was wandering in the courtyard, I saw buds on the branches, and there were all kinds of things. It looks like recovery. The weather is getting warmer and it’s not as cold as before. But my sister is weak, so if she wants to go out, she still has to wear a warm fur to avoid the cold.” The calm state seemed to have not heard the old man’s call.

Just now, the old man with long beard and white hair was holding a bundle of dry firewood and was sweating profusely as he staggered past Zhen Wenjun, looked ahead anxiously and shouted: "Ah Lai? Ah Lai! Where is this dead boy going?" Let's play!" shouted while looking for the yard.

The murderous aura melted away naturally, and when Wei Tingxu showed his familiar gentle smile again, even Xiaohua, who didn't move a single eyelash, lost the haze.

"No, even in the late spring, I can't bear a little bit of damp and cold air. I just need to rest on the corridor for a while. It's time to go back now."

"Sister, rest early, and have to hurry tomorrow."

Zhen Wenjun maintained a smile and pretended to care a few words, but in fact his back was stiff.

Xiaohua pushed Wei Tingxu back to the room, and the inn returned to peace, as if the tense atmosphere just now was just an illusion.

Could it be that the white-bearded old man just happened to call someone with the same name and surname?I'm afraid there is no such coincidence.

Has the long-lost Xie family finally appeared?Zhen Wenjun secretly paid attention to the old man.Most of the strong men are fighting on the front line. There should be no male men in this old man's family, so he has to work as a husband in the post station when he is old.Seeing him put the dry firewood on the firewood pile in front of the stable, and take out a rough gray linen cloth from his arms to wipe off the sweat on his face, Zhen Wenjun sharply recognized that the patched veil in the lower left corner was hers. Grandmother's stuff.

It really is from the Xie family.

Xie's family unexpectedly appeared suddenly. Could it be that they want to ambush and assassinate Wei Tingxu here?Not to mention that there are three layers of guards here, inside and out, but with the hidden guards hiding in the dark like a net, it would be foolish to want to assassinate Wei Tingxu.

The old man supported his waist and took a breath. A young gentleman ran back from the backyard and smiled sweetly at the old man: "Weng Weng, did you call me just now?"

The old man knocked on Mr. Xiao Lang's forehead, pretending to be angry and said: "Running around again, Ma Ke fed?"

Mr. Xiao Lang shrank his neck and nodded: "Hey, Weng Weng, don't be angry."

The old man snorted: "Go to the kitchen and have a look. The medicine that the nobleman in room [-] is taking should have been boiled, so you can send it over there. Don't spill it!"

Mr. Xiao Lang said perfunctorily, "I know, I know."

Room three?Wei Tingxu and Xiaohua lived in Room [-] on the east side, Lingbi and himself lived in Room [-], a group of servants and Mr. Xu lived in the backyard, guards camped in the yard, and hidden guards were naturally scattered everywhere.Is there anyone in this inn who is not from the Wei family?It really doesn't fit Wei Tingxu's style.

Lingbi boiled the water and came out to call Zhen Wenjun. Seeing her thoughtful expression, he asked, "What are you thinking?"

Zhen Wenjun frowned, lowered his voice and said alertly: "There are others in the station."

Seeing her serious face, Lingbi smiled and said: "There is a Confucian scholar passing by. Two days before we came, the hidden guards of the Wei family came here to investigate. It is not a serious person. Even if it is an assassin, let alone Speaking of the guards in the yard, there has never been an assassin who escaped from the hands of me and Xiaohua in these years. Don’t be too nervous, you have not recovered from your injuries, and there are really no eyesights. If you come to die, you must not act rashly I have prepared the water, you go to take a bath. I don’t think there are many ingredients in the kitchen for dinner, but fortunately we have prepared some ourselves, and you can eat after washing.”

Seeing that Lingbi had two dimples in her smile, now she seems to regard herself as a member of the same camp, and her words and demeanor don't seem to be fake, because she really doesn't care who lives in No. [-] room, Zhen Wenjun's heart is a little more stable.The person living in the third room must be the hidden stump of the Xie family who wants to contact him. Somehow, he found out that Wei Tingxu's customs clearance documents have long been waiting here.If they really wanted to assassinate Wei Tingxu, no matter whether they succeeded or not, they would only ruin the situation they had so easily opened.

No, this group of people must be prevented from messing around. She wants to see the Confucian scholars in Room [-].But how to avoid the shadow guard's eyeliner and meet him still needs to find a way.

After washing off his tired body and returning to the house, Lingbi had already put the food on the table.The rare green vegetables in winter and a bowl of fragrant meat soup with two steamed cakes look very delicious.Zhen Wenjun ate the meat soup and green vegetables, and hid the steamed cake in his bosom.She knows how much she eats. A bowl of meat soup and a small plate of green vegetables will be exhausted before nightfall, and she can use the excuse to go to the kitchen to find food and leave the room temporarily.

Before falling asleep, Lingbi made the bed and asked Zhen Wenjun to come up to bed. Seeing her lingering there for a long time, she asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of thunder in Zhen Wenjun's stomach, and Lingbi looked surprised: "You are actually hungry now after eating two steamed cakes at night?"

Zhen Wenjun scratched his head embarrassingly: "Recently, the food intake has increased, and it is enough to eat five steamed cakes a day."

Lingbi chuckled: "The five steamed cakes are almost on par with Xiaohua. No wonder, you seem to have grown taller recently."

In the eighth year of Shenchu, Zhen Wenjun's real age was almost as old as Ji, and it was the time when he was growing mature.With the increase in appetite, the size is increasing day by day, and the facial features are gradually stretched and more refined.She leaned forward and asked, "Sister Lingbi, do you have anything to fill your stomach? I can't sleep when I'm hungry." She knew that Xiaohua always had some pastries and snacks on hand, but Lingbi didn't like these. There will be nothing to fill her stomach, what she is waiting for is Lingbi's negation.

Sure enough, Lingbi shook her head and said no.Zhen Wenjun's stomach was rumbling and he was screaming with hunger. After searching around the house, he found nothing, so he opened the door and went out.

Lingbi stopped her: "Where are you going?"

Zhen Wenjun casually glanced at Room No. [-], which was still lit on the opposite side, and replied, "I'll go to the kitchen to find something to eat."

Ling Bi lay on the bed feeling drowsy, yawned and said, "Come back soon, I have to get up early tomorrow to go on my way."

Zhen Wenjun responded with an "hey" and went to the kitchen.

In the corridor, when she passed by the old man who was holding a bowl of soup cakes again, she called out to the old man: "Old man, what else is there to eat in the kitchen?"

The old man turned back tremblingly: "Yes, yes, there is still a bowl of soup cakes on the stove, if you don't mind the little lady, please use it."

Zhen Wenjun thanked him politely and went towards the chef.The guards in the yard were patrolling at night, and the leader was the one who came to rescue her and Ling Bi at the racecourse that day.

Zhen Wenjun felt the concentration of the other party's gaze, and walked past him calmly.

The kitchen in the post station is very simple, with only an earthen stove and a few dustpans on which old rice is drying.Zhen Wenjun looked around, except for the steaming soup cakes that the old man said, there was no suspicious person hiding in the house.That's right, looking at the guards all over the yard, it's really hard to do anything wrong under these eyes, the Xie family may have other plans.

She squinted her eyes as she looked at the bowl of soup cakes. Could it be that the news was in the soup cakes?

She was about to pick up the bowl to pour out the noodle soup when the door was kicked open roughly, and the guard who had just stared at Zhen Wenjun stood at the door with a fierce expression on his face.

Zhen Wenjun was enjoying the soup and cakes, looked back at him in astonishment, after a long while, pretended to raise the bowl and said: "Your Majesty is also hungry? But there is only one bowl of cakes here. Why don't you... Let's have some together?" While speaking, he was reluctant to part with the soup cakes, wishing to put them in his arms, for fear that the guards would agree.

The guard ignored her at all, walked in holding the sword hilt at his waist, searched the house for hiding places, and after finding nothing, he gave Zhen Wenjun a cold snort and walked out.

Zhen Wenjun: "Brother, Fengda, you should close the door for me."

The guard left without closing the door or looking back.

After confirming that the guards had left, Zhen Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief. Not long after, he heard the old man's courteous voice outside the door: "Mr. Lang, are you hungry? Shall I serve you a bowl of hot cakes to warm your stomach?"

Guard: "No need."

When the sound of footsteps faded away, the old man entered the kitchen and closed the door, straightened his hunched back, bowed his hands towards Zhen Wenjun and said with a smile: "The old man's craftsmanship is vulgar, I don't know if it suits the little lady's taste."

Zhen Wenjun looked at the old man up and down, and saw that this person was disguised.She was about to speak with a solemn expression, but the old man pointed out the door, and she stopped immediately, wiped off the oil on her mouth, and put the bowl on the stove: "It's late at night and the dew is heavy, a bowl of hot soup cakes is just right." Warm stomach."

The old man tore off the human skin mask on his face, revealing the face of a middle-aged man in his 40s.He raised his hand and wrote a line among the old rice in the dustpan to dry: I am Xia Yanye, a little counselor in Dongchunxie Mansion.But he said in his mouth: "The little lady is about the same size as my grandson, so she will be fifteen this year?"

Zhen Wenjun said: "I am seventeen years old this year, why is the old man still serving in the station at this age?" But it was written on his hand: Where is my mother now?

Yan Ye sighed, while saying that his son had been away to the northern front for two years, and he didn't know when he would be able to return, while writing very quickly: Your grandma is safe, little lady can rest assured.Xie Gong learned that Xie Taihang was very angry with what your mother and daughter had done, so he wanted to come to visit you.One is to apologize to the little lady, and the other is that now that the little lady has gained the trust of the guards, please put the common people in the world first and continue to lie dormant by her side to listen for news.

Seeing that Yan Ye did not come to assassinate Wei Tingxu, the biggest stone in Zhen Wenjun's heart fell to the ground.However, if it is said that Dongchun Xie's family has never known what Xie Taihang has done, she will not believe it completely.Verbally comforting the "old man" eager to think, he asked with his hand: I can't write two words of thanks in one stroke, why should I believe you?Xie Taihang is now hiding in Dongchun?

Yan Ye wrote: Xie Gong said that the Xie family is really ashamed of the little lady, mother and daughter, and should not have allowed the little lady to continue to take risks, but now Da Yu is in danger because of the old thief, and all people with lofty ideals have to die to serve the country Heart.The guard was cunning, suspicious, sinister and vicious, and the young lady was the only one who could gain the trust of the guard all these years.As long as the evidence of the guards' crimes is found, the guards can be uprooted.Xie Gong is willing to use ten thousand taels of gold as compensation.

Zhen Wenjun replied: I don't need gold, I just want my mother!

Yan Ye wrote down slowly: Mr. Xie has placed your mother in a safe place, and healed the wounded hands and legs.The little lady can stay by the guard's side to scout for information, if you have any conditions, feel free to ask.

Zhen Wenjun: I want to see my mother.

Yan Ye glanced at her, smiled and wrote one word: Yes.