Xiao Qinghuan

Yan Qing was supposed to be able to reach the capital in three days, but unfortunately he was trapped by heavy snow for a day, and did not get the document to enter the city until the fourth day.

For some reason in the capital, the number of guards at the city gates has more than doubled, and people who come and go must be carefully checked before they can enter the capital.

There is nothing unusual about the people in the city, but the new year is approaching, and the shops and shops on the street seem a little deserted.Although Yan Qing has never been to the capital, she also knows that this does not seem to be the norm.

The capital is a place of right and wrong, Yan Qing put away all his identity and belongings, and changed into two plain clothes with Jing Zhan, the Chixiao sword was wrapped tightly with cloth strips, it looked like a belt An ordinary traveler with a child.

Jing Zhan was walking on the main street of the capital, carefully lifted a corner of the bamboo hat that covered his face, leaned to Yan Qing's side and whispered: "Master, this city is too big... Where does foster father live?"

Yan Qing: "..."

To be honest, Yan Qing herself didn't know.

The shopkeeper of the Zhuang family once mentioned it to him, saying that the Jiang mansion is very recognizable, not far from the cabinet, the ones with high families and glazed tiles in the gatehouse are the ones.

But the problem is, Xu is preconceived, the shopkeeper has never told Yan Qing that only dignitaries and dignitaries are not allowed to enter the inner city.

Yan Qing and the others seemed low-key in their outfits, but new troubles arose instead.The guards in the inner city didn't recognize the two of them, seeing that the decorations on the clothes didn't look like distinguished guests from any family, so they abruptly stopped them outside and didn't let them in.

Jing Zhan was dumbfounded.

There was a token left by Jiang Xiaohan on Yan Qing's body, but he was not familiar with the situation in the capital, and he was afraid of making trouble for Jiang Xiaohan at the same time, so he didn't know what to do for a while.

There is no curfew in the inner city, Yan Qing can sneak into the inner city at night while the guards are not strict, but this is a last resort, unless it is absolutely necessary, Yan Qing is not willing to do such things at the feet of the emperor.

Beijing Central Shadow Guards guards are complete, if they are not in order, extra problems will arise.

Perhaps the two of them hesitated too much, and the guards in the inner city became suspicious instead.

The guard held a spear in his hand, and said roughly: "Where is the ID card, take it out and have a look."

Yan Qing subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing him dodging, the guard was even more relentless, and wanted to take him when he came up: "It's a serious crime to break into the inner city, come with me, Jing Zhaoyin."

Yan Qing pressed his hand to the hilt of the sword, and before he could say anything, there was a neighing sound behind him.

An exquisite carriage stopped by the door, the driver turned back and opened the door curtain, and the well-dressed young man stepped on the pedals and stood on the shaft, impatiently said: "What are you arguing about, my young master is late, is it right in the inner city?" Is it in?"

Yan Qing was taken aback.

——It's Zhuang Yi.

Zhuang's family goes to Beijing every year, how can the guard not know him, he hastily bowed to salute when he saw this, he couldn't care about Yan Qing for a moment.

"Of course you can enter the city, but the control has been stricter recently." The guard said: "The strangers should be extra careful."

Zhuang Yi naturally heard his words "a stranger", he turned his head and glanced at Yan Qing, only to feel that the other person looked familiar.

Yan Qing said at the right time: "Young Master Zhuang."

Even though he was wearing a bamboo hat, Zhuang Yi recognized his voice immediately.This is not the place to talk, Young Master Zhuang coughed dryly, waved his hand at the guard, and said casually: "This is my guest, follow my chariot and horses into the city."

Young Master Zhuang was notoriously arrogant in the capital, the guard didn't want to touch him, so he decided to let him go.

Let alone two more people in Zhuang Yi's carriage, even five or six people would be no problem.Yan Qing took Jing Zhan into the car, only to find that there was a person in the car who was impossible to appear at all.

"Master Cheng?" Yan Qing asked strangely, "Why did you come to the capital?"

"He, I picked it up on the road." There was no brazier in the carriage, and Zhuang Yi was holding a Mrs. Tang, leaning against the corner of the carriage tremblingly: "I thought something was wrong, so I slipped out while the servant was not paying attention. Originally, I went back to Pingjiang first, but it was a pity that you were not there when I went back. When I left the city, I happened to meet him and he was going to the capital, so I took it with me."

After all, Cheng Yuan had nothing to do with Jingzhong, so he rashly came here and consciously caused trouble for Xie Jue, and felt a little embarrassed: "...Xie Jue left without saying goodbye, I am really worried, when Mr. Zhuang came, he said something happened to Xie's family , I'll follow to see."

Yan Qing frowned upon hearing this: "What happened to the Xie family?"

"It's dead." Zhuang Yi sighed: "Xie Jue is the only one left in the Xie family... It's just that the news in Beijing said that there is no trace of Xie Jue. I guess it was hidden by Ming Yuan."

Speaking of Jiang Xiaohan, Zhuang Yi seemed to have remembered something, and asked Yan Qing inexplicably: "It's you, why did you leave Beijing at this pass, and that bastard paid you too?"

When he was in Pingjiang, Zhuang Yi left early, so he didn't know what happened to Yan Qing and Jiang Xiaohan at all, and thought they had been together for a while.

Yan Qing didn't want to explain to him, but she was very concerned about what he said, so she couldn't help asking: "What's the point?"

"You don't know?" Zhuang Yi frowned at him: "Jiang Xiaohan was sent to prison three days ago at the court meeting."

Yan Qing's face suddenly became very ugly.

Zhuang Yi realized later that he felt that there might be some omission in the middle, but now it was too late to make up for it.Zhuang Yi consciously made a slip of the tongue, so he could only move into the corner again, trying to shrink himself into a ball of air as much as possible.

It took Yan Qing almost all his life to restrain himself from getting angry in the carriage. Zhuang Yi was terrified seeing Yan Qing's appearance, and originally wanted to ask him about his situation, but now it seems that there is no need to say anything, so he just called The coachman first sent Yan Qing to Jiangfu.

Jiang Xiaohan was not ordered by Ning Zongyuan to investigate and deal with it, let alone he did not dismiss officials, so although the gate of Jiangfu was closed, it did not put a seal on it, and there was no hindrance to entering and exiting.

Yan Qing felt the bad premonition in his heart, and was holding back his anger.He knocked on the gate of Jiang Mansion with a sword in hand, looking menacing, as if he had come to seek revenge for a while.

The servant who cleaned the front yard didn't recognize him, so he hurried to look for Jiang Mo in fright.Poor Jiang Mo was struggling with the chores left behind by Jiang Xiaohan, and when he heard that someone was coming to seek revenge, he was taken aback.

Confused, he followed his servants to the front yard. Yan Qing was standing on the steps inside the gate. Jiang Mo was so busy that he didn't recognize who he was.

Yan Qing took off his bamboo hat in silence, revealing his tightly covered face, Jiang Mo's knees softened, and he almost knelt down on the spot.

"Yan... Yan... Mr. Yan." Jiang Mo hesitated and said: "You..."

"Where is Jiang Xiaohan?" Yan Qing asked.

Jiang Mo wasn't sure how much Yan Qing knew, and with Jiang Xiaohan not around, Jiang Mo didn't dare to tell him too much.Jiang Mo's heart was sour with bitterness, it was too difficult.He knew where Jiang Xiaohan was, but how could he tell Yan Qing that my son was arrested and taken to Yushitai.In case Yan Qing raised his sword to rob the prison, killing him would not stop him.

"Mr. Yan, you have come from a long way, so you should clean up and rest first." Jiang Mo smiled complacently: "It just so happens that the young master is also here, how about I help you choose a yard?"

Yan Qing frowned, and repeated: "Where is Jiang Xiaohan?"

Jiang Mo couldn't laugh at all. With a bitter face, he led Yan Qing inside, "...Young Master Yan, don't worry, I really don't know."

Jiang Mo searched his brains for nothing to say, while thinking that Jiang Xiaohan had explained everything, so why didn't he expect that Yan Qing would suddenly fall from the sky.

--wrong.

Jiang Mo suddenly remembered Jiang Xiaohan's hesitant "If" the night before he was imprisoned.Jiang Mo was overjoyed, and immediately decided to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and stabilize Yan Qing first.

"Young master is doing things, and the younger ones can't ask, but he left the key of the study room with me before he left. The young master once told me that since you are here now, I should give it to you." Jiang Mo said as he took out a key. The small copper key was stuffed into Yan Qing's hands involuntarily: "As for the young master, you might as well settle down first, and you can ask Jiang Ying when he comes back."

"Jiang Ying?" Yan Qing was really taken aback, and followed him and asked, "When will he come back?"

Jiang Mo left this drudgery to Jiang Ying, feeling very sorry.I burned two sticks of incense for him in my heart, apologized rather insincerely, and then sold Jiang Ying outrightly.

"Every night at Zi Shi." Jiang Mo answered quickly: "At Zi Shi, he will come back with Young Master's orders."

Being able to send a message to Jiang Ying meant that the situation was still under Jiang Xiaohan's control.Yan Qing's heart relaxed a little, and he was no longer in a hurry to find him.The small copper key was lying in his palm, Yan Qing pursed his lips, thinking about it.

"Where is the study?"

Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly led Yan Qing to the inner courtyard: "Come with the little one."

The study room is an important place, where letters are exchanged and account books are kept. Jing Zhan felt that going there would add to the chaos, so he ran away with Jiang Mo before Yan Qing could open his mouth.

Jiang Xiaohan's study room is quite different from his own. There are three full-wall bookshelves nailed to the wall, and all kinds of books and miscellaneous talks are neatly arranged in different categories.After entering the door, there was a shelf for antiques, and some small things were placed on it. Yan Qing didn't have any interest in these things, so he went straight in.

Jiang Xiaohan's desk was tidy and tidy, and the water in his notes was freshly changed.Yan Qinglue rummaged through the desk case, but he couldn't find anything useful, so he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.The situation in Beijing was unpredictable. He originally wanted to find some clues from Jiang Xiaohan, so that he could act in the future, but unfortunately Mr. Jiang was too cautious, and there was nothing on the case except the few poems he copied earlier.

Yan Qing looked around but found nothing, and when she was about to go out, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a small wooden box on the bookshelf from the corner of her eye.The box was dusty and unattractive, and it stood out from a pile of delicate ornaments.Yan Qing turned around, and picked up the box by accident.

The box was not locked, it was just held up with wooden wedges, Yan Qing flicked it lightly, and the box opened in response.He looked in, but suddenly froze.

The box is not big, and the things it can hold are very limited. At a glance, there are about seven or eight folded paper strips, and there seems to be something covered under it.

The note looked very familiar, Yan Qing walked to the desk with the box in his arms, randomly picked one out of it and unfolded it, and found that it was a note that he and Jiang Xiaohan Feige used to send letters when they were in Pingjiang City.Yan Qing tore apart three or four sheets in a row, all of which were these things. The words of the letter now seem trivial and ordinary, and have no meaning other than wasting paper.

Yan Qing spread the note on the table with a normal expression, but didn't realize that her hands were shaking slightly.He dialed it with his hand, and took out something from under the few notes.That thing seemed to be carved from wood, and it was covered with something brown and blurry, so I couldn't see the original appearance clearly.Yan Qing closed her eyes and put it in her hand to touch it, only to realize belatedly that it seemed to be Granny Wen's half-carved rabbit.

Yan Qing flipped down without giving up, only to find that, as expected, there was a faded red string in the box.

—he kept them all.

The edges of those paper strips had been rubbed to produce fine stubble, and I don't know how many times he secretly took them out to look at them.

Yan Qing closed his eyes hard, his heart was sore, his heart seemed to be pinched and rubbed, his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't speak, his breath was stagnated in his heart, and he might only be relieved when he saw Jiang Xiaohan.

There were not many things in this box, but Yan Qing sat facing them for a whole day without moving.

Yan Qing waited in the study room until he was approaching the house, then stood up as if he had finally woken up.

The climate in the capital is dry and cold, and once inside the winter garden is bare, only the plum tree in the corner of the courtyard can barely look like it, and it is used as a facade.

The plum tree in Jiangfu's inner courtyard had been in bud for many days, but it bloomed silently tonight.The slender plum blossoms slanted out from the petals the size of a fingernail, and the light plum fragrance mixed with the cold snow air fell on the shoulder of the visitor.

Jiang Ying didn't go through the door, but came in through the outer wall of the inner courtyard.This is a corner of the garden in the inner courtyard, usually few people come here, but something is wrong today.Almost as soon as he landed on the ground, he heard almost inaudible breathing in a dark corner not far away. The other party's breathing was long and soft, and his inner breath was deep.

Jiang Ying secretly thought that it was not good, and was about to leave as soon as he turned his steps, but suddenly a cold light flashed beside him, Jiang Ying couldn't dodge in time, and a green sharp edge immediately lay across his neck.

The body of the Chixiao Sword was icy cold, and the sword aura was even worse in winter, even if it was a little bit worse, the sword aura still cut a small wound on Jiang Ying's neck.

Yan Qing came out from the darkness: "Where's Jiang Xiaohan?"

The author says:

Tomorrow we will finally meet again, this chapter broke the word count record for a single chapter, straight to 2333 words XD Shockingly weeping ghosts and gods, and Master Jiang is so miserable, he is the last one to know that his wife is coming [-] [Thanks to nino for being a Big baby, it’s the fish food you fed~