Don't Forget Everything

The Chaoyun Building was extremely quiet, only the sound of the wind, and the pigeons raised in the backyard were all quietly nesting together, as if feeling the approaching chill of winter, they became more and more unwilling to move.

Wei Chuyue's domesticated falcon stood on the ridge of the roof, motionless, like a cast horned beast, upright and unmoved by the cool wind, it saw the whole Wuwangzhai in its eyes, but it could see it better than anyone else. Farther and wider.

The Yuelin incense in the censer has been burned out, and there is still a lingering fragrance.

Wei Chuyue leaned against the window, lazily leaning on his arm, and said without thinking: "It's winter, and the plum blossoms are about to bloom."

There are plums planted in Chaoyun Building, just like Han Muchuan’s small courtyard on the snowy field, all red plums.However, there are only red plums in Han Muchuan's yard, and the flowers can be seen blooming in less than half a year. There are only bright reds on the white snow, the beauty is cold and strong.There are other messes in Chao Yun Building. The courtyard is well repaired, but it lacks the artistic conception.But Wei Chuyue was still happy to see the red plum blossoms blooming.

Han Muchuan put on a cloak for Wei Chuyue: "Sit in the wind and be careful not to catch a cold."

"Mr. Wen saved me, took me in, and even taught me to read and write. Although it was only three months, it is still a great kindness." Wei Chuyue never said these things to other people, and he didn't know what to do. From where to start, just say what comes to mind, he is not afraid that Han Muchuan will not understand, he just wants to tell Han Muchuan.

Mr. Wen has only been a teacher to one person.

"My family... is regarded as a criminal of the imperial court."

Han Muchuan couldn't help but take a deep look at Wei Chuyue when he heard the word "sort of". Wei Chuyue's eyes seemed to be puzzled, but at the same time, he seemed a little bit unbearable.

Wei Chuyue raised his hand and squeezed Han Muchuan's chin, and said with a teasing smile, "You look in pity on me?"

"No."

"That's right. I'm an orphan without a father or a mother. You might as well not have a father. I'm telling you stories to comfort you."

"A Yue..."

"Hey, don't frown," Wei Chuyue pinched Han Muchuan's eyebrows, and said with a smile, "I'm joking, why don't you laugh?"

Han Muchuan held Wei Chuyue's hand, couldn't help sighing, couldn't laugh at all.

"I was still young at that time, and they wanted to take me back to Beijing, saying that my uncle wanted to see me, so they had to take the risk of pretending me to be the child of the writer's in-laws, and lived in Yiguo's mansion for three months. Speaking of which, when I was young I met Wen Qingyi once, but now I don't remember clearly, I just have a vague impression."

Wei Chuyue said that he was a prisoner of the imperial court, and it was a great risk for Wen Lao to take him in, but Wen Lao not only brought him to Beijing, but also arranged for him to live in Yiguo's mansion. It's so simple, so he never mentioned it. Even at this moment, he still doesn't intend to tell Han Muchuan the whole story.Maybe it's for Han Muchuan's benefit to hide it.

"After leaving Beijing, I have been using the name of Wen's in-laws and children for many years. Several teachers were found by Mr. Wen for me. Four books and five classics, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in short, the number of rituals, music, and imperial books is not the same. Falling down made the current Wei Chuyue look like a son and young master, instead of being purely ruthless and vulgar."

"That's why you're pretending to be a girl?"

Wei Chuyue shook his head: "That was my mother's idea. I was a posthumous child. When my father had an accident, my mother began to flee to the world. She was afraid that I would not survive. In fact, my mother has no name and no title, and I cannot enter the family tree, no Knowing that they went to such lengths to make us die, what a point. Anyway, I'm alive, and I'm alive."

"A Yue, you really don't want revenge?" Han Muchuan thought, he wanted that person to pay the price.

Wei Chuyue still shook his head: "There's no need for revenge. Helping Wen's family is considered to be a hindrance to him. I live a happy life, but I don't want him to be too happy."

Han Muchuan gently squeezed Wei Chuyue's hand, without saying a word, he didn't know how to comfort Wei Chuyue, Ah Yue in front of him didn't need anyone's comfort, he was living a very good life, at that time Wei Chuyue said that he wanted to live a carefree life , Han Muchuan accompanied him casually.But Han Muchuan still couldn't help feeling sorry for him, for the pain, helplessness and struggle that he couldn't make up for, and also for Wei Chuyue's anguish that he couldn't really feel at ease.

Wei Chuyue lowered his eyes, revealing some laziness and tiredness, and leaned over to lean on Han Muchuan: "The wind is getting colder, it's going to be winter. This year, are you going back to the snowfield?"

Han Muchuan said: "If you want to go back to see Mei, we will go back."

"Okay. Let's go when things in Xuzhou are settled."

"Have you thought about it? How to help Wen."

Wei Chuyue said: "It's not what I think. The key depends on what Wen Qingyi thinks. If he can figure it out, he doesn't need me to do anything. I'm just fanning the wind."

"Song Zixu's letter said that they found the account books but not the money. I'm afraid Cai Jingshan will play tricks."

That night, Song Yilin and Xia originally thought that Han Chongwen had escaped with the account book, and they couldn't catch up, so they turned around and took Pei Xiaoning, the concubine of the Cai family, back.When they returned to the orchard, the fire in the yard had been brought under control. Although it hadn't been extinguished, it didn't burn up again.

Yan Xu took people into the hospital and took Kang Pengnian into custody under the command of firefighters. When Yan Xu found Kang Pengnian, he was running out of the half-burnt study with three books in his arms, hanging by a broken arm. One end fell into Yan Xu's hands and was caught straight.

There could hardly be a better footnote for the so-called self-seeking.

"With the account book and Fu Zhongqing's book, Cai Jingshan can't escape. As for how to decide the case, that's the business of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

For Qin Tang and Mu Xuan, that night was another village where the will of the willows and flowers brightened. Interrogating people in the Cai Mansion day and night, it is not as good as this night.In addition, during the day, Han Chongwen handed over Cai Jingshan to Qin Tang, which was even more helpful for Dali Temple to close the case as soon as possible.Wei Chuyue was pleasantly surprised by this favor.

Wei Chuyue tapped lightly on the window lattice with his fingers, the case of Xuzhou was not yet settled.

There was another thing that Wei Chuyue didn't expect, Han Chongwen not only sent Cai Jingshan away, but also killed his good apprentice He Xuan with a sword in front of Qin Tang and Mu Xuan.

Song Yilin couldn't describe it fully in the letter, but only said that He Xuan was provoked in the hall, roared in anger, and was killed by Han Chongwen with a sword, and he was killed cleanly.

It's fine if Han Chongwen doesn't kill He Xuan. To kill, there is no silver 300 taels here. He clearly told everyone that He Xuan was related to the assassin who ambush Qin Tang before.But people, Han Chongwen has been killed, and Xuanjian Villa has nothing to do with Han Chongwen, it will be difficult for Qin Tang to pursue it.

Qin Tang was not stupid, he was indeed caught off guard by Han Chongwen's sword.However, Qin Tang was the most thorough in his work, and he would never let go of it.

"A Yue, you have already said that it is about Dali Temple, so why worry about it?"

Wei Chuyue looked at Han Muchuan with a smile: "Why are you unhappy because it seems to be related to Qin Tang? Are you jealous?"

Han Muchuan also smiled: "A little bit."

"It's not necessary," Wei Chuyue leaned closer to Han Muchuan, leaving only an inch of room for him, and whispered affectionately, "Qin Tang doesn't need my intervention. Wuwangzhai is very expensive, and he is poor. Besides, he is in Dali Temple. The subordinates are still here, so why not work hard with the salary?"

Wei Chuyue cuddled in Han Muchuan's arms like a cat, hooking him vaguely, Han Muchuan leaned closer to Wei Chuyue, almost touching his lips, biting Wei Chuyue's breath bit by bit, saying : "Qin Tang doesn't need Wuwangzhai, doesn't need you, but Ayue still thinks about him, how can you tell me not to mind?"

"Han Muchuan, what are you saying now? You have disappeared without a trace for the past three years. If I left with someone else at that time, what would you do?"

Han Muchuan suddenly exerted force and trapped Wei Chuyue: "Who? I killed him. If he dies under my sword, he will not lose."

"What kind of a hero is he?" Wei Chuyue smiled silently, staring at Han Muchuan with fascination.

The strength on Han Muchuan's arm increased a bit, as if he wanted to take this "fierce" to the end: "Ah Yue, you are mine."

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