Xiao Qinghuan

Jiang Xiaohan has something on his mind recently.

Although Yan Qing is not as meticulous as Jiang Xiaohan in interpersonal relationships, after all, as a pillow person, he still has this understanding.

If you calculate it carefully, it probably started from the day when the Anqing Mansion sent the things.

Even though he had collected the things that day, Jiang Xiaohan didn't even open them, and he didn't use the excuse to find Luo Suifeng. Instead, he asked someone to put the things into the warehouse, as if Mr. Jiang was fishing.

The news about He Liuyun's construction of the living ancestral hall was also just heard. It was said that He Liuyun secretly sent the local people out to build the living ancestral hall for him as corvee labor.The news was ambiguous, and Jiang Xiaohan didn't elaborate on it, only that it had been sent to Wei Shen to investigate.

Throughout the ages, the living shrines have been built by the common people for people of high morals and respect. Although I don't know what He Liuyun is like as an official, but if you think about it, it will not be a good thing if you dare to force corvée in this prosperous world.

But Jiang Xiaohan, if he deliberately didn't want people to know what was going on in his heart, then no matter who came, he would definitely have nothing to do with him.

Yan Qing suddenly felt a little difficult.

But he was not good at interacting with people. Even if he had such a close relationship with Jiang Xiaohan, the other party always took the initiative and asked him to appease Jiang Xiaohan. It was really difficult for him.

It just so happened that these few days were in time for the autumn harvest, and Jiang Xiaohan became busy again, staying in the government office all day long, and he couldn't touch his people until dinner time.

Jiang Xiaohan once wanted to leave Jiang Mo to Yan Qing's command, but Yan Qing was really not used to being surrounded by people in front of him and behind him, so he simply refused.Jiang Xiaohan didn't force it, so he continued as usual, taking both Jiang Ying and Jiang Mo away when he was doing business, so that Yan Qing didn't have a clue if he wanted to find someone to discuss.

Yan Qing pondered for two days, and finally came up with a useless trick.

——He went to find Xie Jue.

The guard battalion who stayed behind should be stationed in the front hall of the mansion, but it's a pity that General Xie didn't take the usual way, relying on the sky and the emperor being far away from anyone to care about him, he slipped out all day long.

Cheng Yuan was the first to bear the brunt and suffered the most.

If someone wanted to find Xie Jue, after asking around, most of them would say that he was in the pharmacy, and I don't know when he started to be so enthusiastic about Young Master Cheng from Ren Pingsheng's family.

At first, Cheng Yuan earnestly persuaded him to be on duty, but it's a pity that Xie Jue didn't seem like a person at all.Little General Xie of the dignified guard camp would sit on the steps of the medicine shop with a broken bowl every day, threatening Cheng Yuan to beg at the door if he didn't open the door.

Later, Cheng Yuan simply gave up struggling and gave him a key to the pharmacy.

So if Yan Qing wanted to find Xie Jue, he might have to go to the pharmacy.

Jing Zhan and Jiang Ling were left at home by Yan Qing to complete their studies, and Jiang Xiaohan assigned her a few maids to serve her since Jiang Ling entered the mansion, so he was not worried about what would happen to the two children.

Ren Pingsheng's pharmacy was in a corner of the East Street near the city wall. There was no plaque, and the place was not very big, just two main halls and a small courtyard.This place is a bit remote, and Yan Qing has never been here before, so it took a long time to find the main entrance of the medicine shop.

It just so happened that Cheng Yuan had just entered from the outside with a medicine basket on his back, and picked up Yan Qing who was wandering in the alley along with him.

"Is Mr. Yan in good health?" Cheng Yuan carried a half-person-high medicine basket on his body, and after letting Yan Qing into the house, he didn't treat him as an outsider, poured a cup of tea casually, and went to work on his own affairs.

"That's great." Yan Qing said, "I haven't fully thanked Senior Ren and Young Master for taking care of me."

"You don't have to thank me." Cheng Yuan smiled and shook his head: "Master often said, if studying medicine is not saving people, learn it for what."

As he spoke, he took off the medicine basket and spread the herbs inside on the drying wooden board.

Yan Qing glanced briefly, and asked, "Is Senior Ren not here?"

"The city is too noisy. My master never likes to stay in the city for too long, so he went back to the countryside." Cheng Yuan spread the medicinal herbs, set up a brazier for smoking, and then wiped his sweat and walked to Yan Qing's side .He poured himself a glass of water, gulped it down, and then breathed evenly: "So I have always been in charge of the medicine shops in this city."

Yan Qing had no intention of prying into other people's private affairs, but since Cheng Yuan said it, he could only nod his head.

Seeing that he seemed to be looking for something since he came in, Cheng Yuan couldn't help asking: "Mr. Yan is here this time, what's the matter?"

Yan Qing coughed lightly: "I'm here to find Xie Jue."

"Pfft—cough, cough, cough!" Cheng Yuan's half sip of tea suddenly got stuck in his throat, choking him earth-shatteringly.

Yan Qing hadn't had time to speak yet, only to hear a hurried worry from outside: "What's wrong, what's wrong!"

Yan Qing only felt a gust of wind blowing through the back door, Xie Jue, who had disappeared for a long time, rushed in, grabbed Cheng Yuan's hand, and looked up and down.

Yan Qing: "..."

Cheng Yuan was so choked by the tea that he couldn't speak, his originally fair face had turned a thin layer of red, whether it was from a cough or something.

"Oh, you're such an adult, no matter how hard you drink water." Xie Jue babbled and poured water for him, like an old woman with such trivial energy.

In Xie Jue's eyes, there was no one else but Cheng Yuan, and Cheng Yuan still remembered that there was Yan Qing sitting here, so he quickly calmed down and pulled Xie Jue off him.

"Mr. Yan is looking for you." Cheng Yuan said hastily.

Only then did Xie Jue see a big living person next to him, and he was startled: "Mr. Yan, when did you come here?"

Yan Qing said calmly, "It's always been there."

Xie Jue: "..."

Yan Qing's expression was always cold, which always made people feel serious. Xie Jue rubbed his arms, and got goosebumps all over his body for no reason.

Cheng Yuan was very winking, and changed a new set of tea sets for the two of them, then excused that the herbs that were drying in the backyard needed to be processed, and left first.

Yan Qing picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes swept across Cheng Yuan's back, and then looked at Xie Jue thoughtfully.

Xie Jue was terrified by his gaze: "Mr. Yan, your eyes... don't scare people like Jiang Mingyuan."

"Sure enough, it's black when it's close to the ink." Xie Jue muttered and moved a few steps outside: he pulled a stool over, sat down in front of the baked wooden board, and picked up the grass blades on it with a bamboo pole.Seeing that Yan Qing hadn't spoken for a long time, she couldn't help asking: "What do you want me for?"

Yan Qing asked: "Has anything happened recently?"

"What happened?" Xie Jue asked strangely, "Don't accidents happen every day?"

Yan Qing: "..."

"The Shenwei camp recently received more than twice the amount of news from outside than usual, and the horses in the official station have also changed a batch, which does not seem to be an unusual omen." Yan Qing is not very good at talking, and he is unwilling to share Jiang Xiaohan's Private affairs talk about how to deal with others, so he paused, and said cautiously and patiently: "I don't know much about the government, so I'm here to ask you if you know the reason."

Xie Jue paused, thinking that Yan Qing really thinks highly of him.

Don't talk about court affairs, young master Xie wished he didn't even know where to open the gate of the official post.What's more, he has been in the pharmacy every day recently, and he hasn't returned to the government office for two or three days, so who knows what new news has come out recently.

But this cannot be said directly to Yan Qing.

Xie Jue scratched his head with guilt, and searched his brains to find a fragment from his memory: "... Well, it's nothing, but His Royal Highness's birthday is approaching, and there will be a big event this year. Be more grand."

The more Xie Jue said, the more he felt that it made sense: "After all, Jiang Mingyuan is in Pingjiang now. He is a celebrity in front of His Majesty. He will show his face on these occasions."

"Is it because of this?" Yan Qing still felt a little unreasonable.

"It should be." The more Xie Jue said, the more he felt that his guess was reasonable, and he couldn't help but feel confident: "It's because of this."

Yan Qing was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but he was always polite and would not ask too many questions.He knew that he couldn't ask anything more from Xie Jue, so he stood up politely, cupped his hands at Xie Jue, and said politely, "Thank you very much."

He was about to say goodbye when Xie Jue suddenly stopped him from behind.

"Oh, that's right." Xie Jue threw the bamboo pole in his hand into the medicine basket next to him, and patted the plant ash on his hands: "If you go back, help me ask Ming Yuan, the official post in the border town recently Did something go wrong?"

Yan Qing paused.

He turned around and looked at Xie Jue: "What happened to the border town?"

"It's nothing." Xie Jue waved his hand casually: "It's just that my family has always sent me letters from home on a regular basis, about once a month, but this month is late for more than half a month and I haven't seen each other yet. I wonder if it happened again. What's the matter?"

Xie Jue scratched his face as he spoke, and said, "Hey, it's nothing. After all, when autumn comes, the Huns sometimes invade, so it may be delayed."

Before Yan Qing could answer anything, the young man convinced himself first, and he looked like he had nothing to worry about.

Yan Qing thought more than he thought, and asked one more question: "Has this happened before?"

"Once upon a time?" Xie Jue tilted his head and thought for a while: "Once upon a time...it seems that there was no such thing."

"Who knows what's going on in the frontier." Xie Jue said nonchalantly, "My father is getting older, who knows if it's because of his old eyesight that he forgot about it."

The border town is far away, and Kunlun is only separated by a mountain, so it is indeed often inconvenient to travel to and from the capital.In addition, these family letters cannot be dispatched by the army, so there is indeed the possibility of omissions.

--only.

"Did you tell Xiaohan about this?" Yan Qing asked.

"Not yet." Xie Jue curled his lips: "It's not a big deal...Ming Yuan is busy enough all day long, so I won't offend him, lest he have to arrest me to do coolies."

It's been an eventful season recently, even though Yan Qing never went to the government office, she felt that the recent atmosphere there was not too good.

Although there is a suspicion that grass and trees are soldiers, it is always right to be on the safe side.

"You'd better talk to him." Yan Qing persuaded: "After all, if the post road is really blocked, it's okay to delay the family letter, but it's bad if there is really a delay in military affairs."

"...What you said seems to make sense." Xie Jue muttered and stood up, stepped on the dry wood under the plank with his feet, and nodded reluctantly after a long while: "OK, OK, I will go there when I have free time these few days Talk to him."

Even though Xie Jue said yes, he didn't take it to heart.

But before he remembered what had happened, Jiang Xiaohan was already in chaos.

The author says:

Thanks to Douge, Ziqi, Awkward Red Deer, Ye Yuezhu, and Ze Yunqi for the fish food~Thanks to the steamed crab for feeding the catnip~Thank you very much~