Don't Forget Everything

"It's me, Song Yilin."

Song Yilin was wearing the green shirt of a boy in the Wenfu, his beard was shaved clean, and his hair was neatly tied up and tied in blue.

Wen Ran stretched out his hand and held the oil lamp in front of Song Yilin, and looked at him carefully. Fortunately, Wen Ran still remembered his eyebrows and eyes, and finally recognized him. The roughness at first sight seemed to be easily washed away. Song Yilin in front of her has completely changed her face, smiling at Wen Ran with a bright and handsome appearance.

"Song Yilin?" Wen Ran asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Song Yilin smiled: "Let me in first."

Wen Ran nodded repeatedly, stepped aside from the window, and let Song Yilin in.

Song Yilin turned over the window silently. If Wen Ran hadn't stood in front of the window and stared blankly, she would never have believed that there were suddenly more people in the room in the blink of an eye.

Song Yilin turned around and closed the window, still quietly.

"How did you get in?"

Although the Wen Mansion is not the inner palace, the dignified Yi Guo Gong Mansion is not a place where you can enter and leave at will. There are guards on duty in the outer courtyard and servants in the inner courtyard. Wen Ran was fined and locked up in the ancestral hall. On the third floor, if Song Yilin could easily get in by changing clothes, the Mansion would have been robbed long ago.What's more, a few days ago, Wen Ran made a lot of noise. Elder Wen ordered people to nail up and seal up the windows of the ancestral hall. Did Song Yilin pry the nails outside?

Song Yilin grinned and said, "It's not important."

Wen Ran was astonished, and almost blurted out to ask, what's so important?

Song Yilin took out a letter from her arms, handed it to Wen Ran, and straightforwardly handed over the most important thing to Wen Ran, without any surprises beating around the bush.

Wen Ran looked at Song Yilin, at a loss for a moment, covered his mouth lightly, and suppressed the exclamation that was about to come out in his throat. He should reach out to pick it up and read the letter impatiently, but why, he Suddenly filled with fear?

Song Yilin was not in a rush, but just devoted himself to being a messenger. He looked at Wen Ran, saw that he was thin, haggard, and frightened, and couldn't help but sigh secretly. These days Wen Ran is having a bad time. Perhaps worse than Wen Yuanchang.

Wen Ran finally took the letter tremblingly, and slowly unfolded the neatly folded letter paper. My son saw the words as if he had met him. When he saw the familiar handwriting on the paper, Wen Ran couldn't control the tears that rolled down his eyes instantly, blurring his mind. In his eyes, just a short line of words made him unable to hold back the tears.

Song Yilin understood Wen Ran's extreme depression and self-control, but it was such restraint that made people feel distressed.Song Yilin reached out and gently supported Wen Ran who was trembling all over, and helped him sit aside.

Wen Ran fumbled away the tears in his eyes, carefully read the letter Song Yilin brought back and forth several times, it was difficult for him to say a word for a long time, he just wiped his tears again and again.

The man did not cry lightly. He hadn't cried since Wen Ran's biological mother passed away, but this time, he couldn't control himself, even in front of Song Yilin, an outsider, he couldn't restrain himself from crying.

The content of the letter was very clear to Song Yilin, who was beside Wen Yuanchang when he wrote the letter.

Wen Yuanchang’s treatment in Dali Temple was good, the cell was clean, there was no lack of food or clothing, no confession was tortured, and there was even a pen and ink book to pass the time, which saved Song Yilin a lot of trouble. It's just that His Majesty ordered no visits without purpose, so no matter how long Wen Ran kneels outside Dali Temple, it is useless.

Wen Yuanchang's cell is easy to find, but it's not easy to get in. Song Yilin was a criminal who pretended to be an adult and was brought into Dali Temple among the suspects in Linzhou. It is safer to be low-key and less active, so he waited for several days before he left the cell that night when he killed Xu Shangrui, and finally went to see Wen Yuanchang.

Song Yilin's time was very short, so Wen Yuanchang's letter was also very short, with only a few words to comfort Wen Ran.

Wen Yuan has been around for a long time, and he still looks clean and upright in prison. Song Yilin felt that the father and son of the Wen family were very similar at first sight, with a warm and refined temperament, and a heavy bookish air. Song Yilin intuitively believed that such a person was not suitable for officialdom.

Wen Yuanchang was only shocked at Song Yilin's sudden appearance at the beginning. After Song Yilin explained his intentions, Wen Yuanchang did not raise any doubts about Song Yilin. On the contrary, Song Yilin was very surprised by Wen Yuanchang's calmness and couldn't help asking. : "Uncle Wen is not worried that my unknown background may be detrimental to the Wen family?"

Wen Yuanchang concentrated on the nib of the pen, looked up at Song Yilin, smiled slightly and did not answer Song Yilin, but let Song Yilin understand that the Qing Dynasty is neither humble nor arrogant, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Wen Ran held a piece of paper from home in silence, with tears in his eyes, and was afraid that tears would wet the hard-won letter, carefully placed it on the table, and gently smoothed the wrinkles.

Song Yilin didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only wait quietly by Wen Ran's side, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently caress Wen Ran's shivering back.

Wen Ran covered his face with his hands, covering his eyes and seemed to be able to hide his unbearable appearance.He didn't know why, but he always let Song Yilin see himself in the most shameful state.He clearly wanted to thank Song Yilin with a smile, but he couldn't say a single word, and even cried unbearably.

I don't know how long it took, several candles in the hall were burnt out, the light went out, the room gradually became dark, and the night outside was already dark, there was no moon or star in this night, and it was extremely dark.

Wen Ran slowly calmed down, Song Yilin handed over a snow-white handkerchief, Wen Ran took it, and wanted to say thank you, but his voice became hoarse for a moment and Song Yilin preempted him: "You don't need to thank me."

Wen Ran raised his eyes and looked at Song Yilin, feeling at a loss for a moment, he still didn't know how to treat this mysterious person in front of him.Song Yilin undoubtedly owed him a favor, but why did he help him like this?How did Song Yilin get this letter from Dali Temple?Why can you come and go easily in Wenfu?

Why did Song Yilin look at him with gentle eyes, worried about him, and heartbroken for him?

Sensing the suspicion in Wen Ran's eyes, Song Yilin turned around in a panic, fetched the freshly boiled water from the stove and poured Wen Ran a cup of tea.

"It's a little hot." Song Yilin held the tea cup and didn't dare to pass it to Wen Ran directly, so she put it on the table and let it cool down first.

Seeing Song Yilin being so considerate and careful, Wen Ran didn't know what to say or how to ask.

After pondering for a long time, it was Song Yilin who couldn't bear Wen Ran's scrutiny, and spoke first: "Don't worry, your father is fine, Dali Temple has not treated uncle harshly, and although the case has not been tried for a day, uncle will not be free, but he will not be free." The worry of life."

Wen Ran knew that Song Yilin wanted to comfort him, so he nodded slightly, but he also knew that this case would not be closed easily, once the trial started, the Wen family would definitely be implicated, and it would be even more dangerous.

Seeing Wen Ran's lowered eyebrows, Song Yilin couldn't help sighing, and said with relief: "Don't worry too much, Wen has the merits of founding the country and governing the world, how much His Majesty relies on his love, he must not listen to the nonsense of the courtiers and ask Wen to blame him. Otherwise, how desolate the people of the world will be.”

It is precisely this contribution to the founding of the country and the hard work of governing the world that is the source of the current situation of the Wen family. What's more, Wen Lao used to be the prince's emperor's tutor, and he was so close to the former prince. In the past ten years, the Wen family has been walking on thin ice. Wen Ran is so young that he doesn’t know anything. He really thinks that the Wen family’s meritorious service has been relied on by His Majesty and admired by all people. He didn't understand why his father, Wen Yuanchang, was willing to spend his days as a petty official in the Ministry of Rites.

At this moment he understood, but unfortunately he understood too late.

And the so-called people's hearts in the world are nothing compared to His Majesty's unfathomable emperor's heart.There are so many learned and talented people in the world, and Wen's family is not indispensable for governing the country.

Wen Ran's eyes were red, he cried dry, and became more and more haggard. Song Yilin couldn't bear it, so he had to search his guts to comfort him: "I heard that there were officials discussing this morning, but His Majesty sternly reprimanded him. I think His Majesty may be sympathetic." If there is some change, uncle will be released in a short time."

Sure enough, when Wen Ran heard this, she immediately raised her head to look at Song Yilin, her earnest eyes fell on Song Yilin's face as if she wanted to prove something.

"Really, really, I won't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you can ask your lord tomorrow."

Song Yilin looked sincere and did not seem to be lying.Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and only hoped that what Song Yilin said was true, His Majesty would change his mind.

Song Yilin stayed with Wen Ran for an entire hour, he didn't dare to stay too long, and slipped out quietly when Yin's time was approaching, not forgetting to put all the nails on the window back.He thought the clothes were flawless, but he didn't know that the boy guarding the ancestral temple fell asleep until midnight and woke up from a dream. He vaguely saw two figures in the room, so he lay on the door and peeked through the crack of the door. Wen Ran was crying hard, but Song Yilin didn't notice it.

Originally, Song Yilin sent Wen Ran a letter to his family, which he found for himself. Now that the job is over, he doesn't want to disappear as a kind person who never forgets to repay his kindness. Instead, he goes to Wen's ancestral hall every night, diligently It makes Wenran think that Song Yilin lives in Wen's house.

"Dong Dong." The edge of the window rang softly, and Song Yilin entered without being invited.

Wen Ran put down his pen and looked up: "Brother Song...why are you here again?"

"You don't welcome me?" Song Yilin felt aggrieved.

"No, no, martial law has been imposed on the mansion these days, and it is difficult to get in and out. I'm afraid..."

"Afraid that I will be found out, caught and beaten?" Song Yilin smiled and asked, "You are trapped in this ancestral hall, how do you know that Wenfu is under martial law?"

Wen Ran sighed: "The boy who brought me food for several days had a bad complexion. He was trembling and said a few words to me. It's a pity that he didn't know what happened. Brother Song, do you know? But my father came out What's wrong?"

"No, no, don't scare yourself."

"If not, why is it that the Wen family is afraid that the sky is going to collapse even if they take a few breaths these days?"

Song Yilin was afraid that Wenran would think wildly, so he simply told the truth: "It's not the Wen family. It's another major event in the court. The former Duzhi judge Xu Shangrui suddenly died of a heart attack in the prison of Dali Temple. The Qishan Ying case suddenly lost the key." Witness, His Majesty is furious, and everyone in the court is panicking, not just Wen."

"The Qishan camp case?" Wen Ran thought for a while, "Could it be the case of embezzlement of Mexican military pay half a year ago?"

"Exactly."

"I thought that case was over."

Song Yilin shook her head slightly: "Who knows."

Wen Ran nodded, as long as something didn't happen to his father, he wouldn't care about anything else now.

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This wave of memory killing is a bit long...hahahaha