Young Master Jiang has a crush

heartbeat.

Wan Chong nodded slightly to the maid with half of his face, signaling her to back down.Then Shi Shiran walked towards Jiang Zongzi, who was standing in danger with his hands behind his back, with a correct smile on his face.

I saw Jiang Zongzi went forward to meet him, and made a respectful gift of apprenticeship, Wanchong raised his eyebrows in surprise because of the rules.

Jiang Langji adjusted his sideways posture to stand upright facing the gate, and saw Wanchong's eyes half-downcast, and his eyes were firmly focused on Jiang Zongzi's face.Jiang Langji's heart "cracked".

After a long while, Wan Chong gave a weak hand: "Wan doesn't dare to do it."

"Please come inside, sir." Jiang Zongzi lowered his body and gestured, the smile on his face was extraordinarily decent, different from the usual arrogant crooked corners of his mouth, but a very appropriate and even angry smile.

Jiang Langji felt a little guilty.

Wanchong and Jiang Zongzi pushed each other and finally sat down at the black lacquered desk.Jiang Langji stood silently behind Jiang Zongzi on the left.

Jiang Langji stood upright, his hands and feet were all in order, except for a pair of eyes that were flicking around, and his heroic brows were so dazed that they made a mischievous look.

Mr. Wan asked: "I don't know how the Third Young Master Jiang reads the Four Books and Five Classics?"

Jiang Zongzi lowered his eyes humbly, cupped his hands and said, "I'm not talented, I can recite it backwards."

"Oh?" Wan Chong casually took out a green booklet from the small lattice shelf by his side, and pushed it to Jiang Zongzi with his slender fingers, "The first chapter of silence."

From Jiang Langji's sight, Jiang Zongzi's hair hanging from his temples covered the title of the book, and only Wanchong's white and shiny fingertips could be seen.

Jiang Langji tilted his head to look around, and saw clearly the word "Mencius" written in smart handwriting on the cover.At that moment, some clue flashed through Jiang Langji's mind.

Jiang Zongzi's brushwork is quite imposing, but the strokes in his calligraphy are all superficial and scribbled.Mr. Wan watched from the side, smiled and shook his head: "Very bad."

"Mr. Wang, please teach me." The earnest eyes were open-minded and eager to be educated.Jiang Langji looked at the back of Jiang Zongzi's head and shivered with nausea.

"Look, the word 'No' is reversed, the back is too hasty, and the tenacity is not enough..." Wan Chong stood up, with his left hand resting on Jiang Zongzi's cloud-patterned brocade sleeve, and his cool right hand covered his pen-holding hand , that posture completely put Jiang Zongzi in his arms.

Mr. Wan cleverly exerted force with his wrist and phalanx, and said in a deep and pleasant voice, "...the pen should be finished like this." A few strands of Wan Chong's ink-splashed long hair hung down on the snow-white rice paper, creating a stark contrast.Wan Chong tapped Jiang Zongzi's head with his chin, his tone sounded affectionate, "Do you understand?"

Damn it's so intimidating!It's unbearable!

Jiang Langji was definitely one step ahead of Jiang Zongzi, and his heart was filled with raging anger.

"Yeah, got it."

Before Jiang Zongzi wanted to struggle, Mr. Wan let go of him.With his hands behind his back, Wan Chong was pacing deeply around the desk, and his eyes fell on Jiang Langji intentionally or unintentionally.

After pondering for a while, Mr. Wan smiled warmly at Jiang Langji: "You know how to grind ink."

"En." Jiang Langji began to beat his heart.He controlled his facial expression, and stepped forward to the desk.

However, Wan Chong took the first step, and stopped Jiang Langji before his hand touched the sapphire inkstone drop.Wanchong took a bamboo tube from the pen stand, dipped it in the ink skillfully and gracefully, and handed it to Jiang Langji.

"Name?" Wan Chong had a gentle expression and deep eyes.

Jiang Langji had a premonition that Wanchong was about to play tricks, his expression became alert immediately, and he cautiously reached out to take the pen.Sure enough, Wan Chong took the opportunity to scratch Jiang Langji's palm twice with his fingertips during the process of passing on Langhao.

Jiang Langji's hand trembled, and the thick ink on the tip of the pen suddenly dripped onto the paper, like a puzzle.

Mr. Wan frowned deeply, and his gaze became sharp.

For a while, no one spoke or moved.

The scene froze.The Minghu Lake, like an ice mirror in early spring, seems to be solid without any gaps, but in fact it cannot accommodate the slightest breath.

Jiang Zongzi cleared his throat and rescued Jiang Langji: "Alang is illiterate, sir, don't make things difficult for him."

From the corner of Jiang Langji's eyes, Wanchong remained calm.But Jiang Langji could clearly feel that the ice surface was cracking unstoppably, and he even heard the sobbing between the friction between the water and the ice.

"Heh." Wan Chong sneered suddenly, and approached Jiang Langji, "Wan has heard that the third young master Jiang has a talent for being out of the crowd. Xie Yuan has a brilliant literary talent and never forgets it with his photographic memory. The most commendable thing is that handwriting, which is quite like Mi Fu's legacy. Although he can't pass the test repeatedly, he doesn't know, he can't read?"

"Jiang Langji"'s expression changed suddenly upon hearing this.

"Jiang Zongzi" didn't hold back, he waved his sleeves suddenly, and the door closed with a bang.In the next moment, "Jiang Zongzi" was already tensely guarding in front of "Jiang Langji".

"What are you nervous about?" Wanchong sat down calmly, and lightly smiled with his hands on his forehead.Enough of laughing, the old god looked down at his thin nails on the ground.Mr. Wan's voice sounded like a dark and distant dream. He said slowly, "Jiang Langji, why don't you go out and wash your face, and then don't come in."

"Jiang Zongzi" secretly clenched his fist under the sleeve.

At this fast-moving moment, "Jiang Langji" was struggling fiercely in his heart. Should he "hahahaha" pretend that this is a way to welcome the new husband, or should he "swear" that he will never dare again in the future? up?

The disguise was for entertainment after dinner, and he bought it for three pennies on the roadside. Can he believe Wanchong's explanation of this kind of mental retardation?Third Young Master Jiang, who wanted to be lazy but didn't want to lose face in front of Wanchong, now regrets his past.

However, the biggest problem right now is that Wanchong has dropped that smile and is staring at him expressionlessly.Third Young Master Jiang was terrified.

"I won't say it a second time." Wan Chong said.

So "Jiang Zongzi" sighed, and said in a low voice, "Take care, remember, you should be counseled." Then let's go, coolly.She is a different person from the previous loyal servant of the guardian.

Third Young Master Jiang's heart was broken.

☆、Examiner

Inside the study.

Wan Chong rested his stomach with his hand, tapped the yellowed paper with his index finger, and said, "Back."

Jiang Zongzi didn't realize what he was reciting for a while, and blurted out: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind..."

"Cough." Wan Chong tapped on the blue-colored cover.

Jiang Zongzi shook his head and shook his head: "Mencius saw King Hui of Liang and said that the old man came from thousands of miles away, so he will—"

Wan Chong interrupted: "You are angry enough, have you never learned sentence reading?"

"Huh—Mencius see...what the hell do you want to do?" Jiang Zongzi usually dealt with his husband as a bad boy, and it was the first time he yelled so bluntly.It's really relaxing.

Wanchong stroked his brows with his fingertips, and said with a half-smile: "Since Wan received a hundred taels of gold from your father, how dare you let him down? Of course, he wants to use up all his life's knowledge to save Young Master Jiang from the quagmire of ignorance. "

Fuck, bear with it.

"Don't let me down, just return the money to me." Third Young Master Jiang's thighs were trembling, one hundred taels of gold was enough for him to squander for three months, his father is really rich.

"Unfortunately, I gambled away yesterday." Mr. Wan said seriously.

The opportunity is here.

Jiang Zongzi took out a Sic Bo dice from under the desk and pressed it in front of Wanchong's eyes, then tore off the jade pendant from his waist, and said, "I won the bet, and you bid farewell to my father. I lost, and the jade pendant is for you. How are you?" Just as he was about to shake the Sic Bo dice smartly, Wan Chong smiled and said, "I confiscated the dice."

"..."

Wanchong looked at Jiang Zongzi, the sword-browed star in front of him, his handsome and sharp appearance really became more and more distorted the more he looked at it.So Wanchong reached out and groped around Jiang Zongzi's neck, then roughly and directly tore off the pad, and threw it on the table.

Jiang Zongzi turned away from the pain in an instant, his face turned red, and behind the messy hair hanging down on his forehead, his dark peach eyes glared angrily.

Pleasant to the eye a lot.

Wan Fu smiled contentedly, ignored Young Master Jiang's struggle, forced him down on the ebony chair and restrained him, then took out a celadon vial from his belt, poured the medicine juice in the palm of his fingertips, and poured it into Jiang Zongzi's mouth. Apply slowly on the face.The action is very gentle.

The concoction is transparent and has a faint scent of flowers and herbs.

Jiang Zongzi looked up at Wanchong without blinking his eyes.

Third Young Master Jiang thought to himself, Mr. Wan, as expected, is very interesting.

"You will change your appearance." After applying a thin layer of concoction, Wan Chong pinched Jiang Zongzi's pointed chin and looked left and right.

Jiang Zongzi remained silent.

"Who taught it?"

"..." Don't tell me what can you do?

Wan Chong took out a red porcelain mask with a ferocious expression from behind, and held it up in front of Jiang Zongzi.

Jiang Zongzi was dumbfounded.

"There are many masks in your house, and they are interesting." Wanchong disassembled the porcelain mask in his hand into two parts with a "kuang", revealing another mask with a warm smile on a white background behind the red mask .

How the hell did it get into his hands?Isn't it locked in a drawer!Jiang Zongzi quickly glanced at the two masks. Fortunately, the ink writing on the white smiling mask had been covered by white paint, and the corners of the two masks were worn. It can be seen that Wanchong just broke it off with brute force, and he doesn't know the mechanism.

Jiang Zongzi forced himself to calm down, showing an ugly smile: "This, this mask is bought for three renminbi on the roadside."

"Well," Mr. Wan stroked the mask lightly with his index finger, barely erasing the layer of white paint, revealing the correct ink characters underneath - Zhonghuiyuan.Jiang Zongzi was so shocked that the whites of his eyes widened.

Wan Chong pursed his lips and said, "What do you mean?"

"Ha, ha... ha..." Jiang Zongzi smirked a few times, biting the bullet and making nonsense, "Mr. Wan, you don't know that this mask is a common blessing item that is popular in temple fairs nowadays. It is the same as fortune-telling. Li'er, I'm just trying to make it auspicious, it's nothing, meaning." Although I'm not taught by the fairy method, please ask the fairy mother to let Wanchong believe it!

"Oh, what about the white paint?" He asked sincerely.

"Hehe, what's the meaning of Zhonghuiyuan? I looked bored, so I covered up these three words."

Wanchong looked serious: "Boring?"

"Ok!"

"Then, why did the third young master take part in the test?"

"This is..."

"I see." Wanchong smiled knowingly, "Jiang Shangshu coerced him, right?"

"Of course!"

After a while, Jiang Zongzi's heart was about to burst out.Wan Chong said slowly: "Master Jiang San, I really surprised Wan."

"……"what?

Wanchong stated lightly: "Recently, Wanfu has received countless invitations every day, but what do you think I think? I just asked for boredom, and came to be your teacher, Third Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Zongzi could only feel the atmosphere was very strange.Based on his many years of experience in listening to books and watching theaters, he even felt that Wanchong would lose control of his emotions in a second and confessed to him, confessed!

What a fucking confession!Young Master Jiang San felt ashamed of his imagination and wanted to punch himself in the face.

Wan Chong said: "A few days ago, a candidate from Jiangnan came to see me with his thousand-axis poem and Fu, and pushed a wheelbarrow confidently before entering the door. "Injury to the Three Young Masters of Jiang", I couldn't bear to read it. When I saw Danzhulin yesterday, it made Wan even more embarrassed."

Jiang Zongzi changed the topic skillfully: "This examinee is really busy. Why do you use a small wheelbarrow to pile up broken books and ask you? Haha!"

Wan Chong was stunned when he heard the words, and then the arc of Mr. Wan's mouth slowly widened: "So you don't know."

Jiang Zongzi held back a shudder.

"You don't know that I'm the chief examiner of the spring exam."

"..."

Wanchong changed the topic: "In the early years, I bought a picture of you, Young Master Jiang San, with a lot of money."

"..."

"There is still one and a half months before the spring test. Third young master Jiang, your calligraphy, poems and songs, Wan Mou knows everything inside and out."

"..."

Smile: "Mochou, you won't win the prize."

"……"out!big!thing!up!

The words "big event" exploded into the head of the third young master Jiang, and at that moment, Jiang Zongzi suddenly became enlightened.

Like the flashback of a man whose medicine was of no avail.

Jiang Zongzi suddenly understood the clue that flashed through his mind earlier.

Although Jiang Zongzi is too busy to take care of himself right now.

but.

Jiang Zongzi looked straight at Wanchong, thinking, he's in the game.

☆, Xiaoyouyou

The two days that Chief Examiner Wan condescended to stay in Jiang's residence were two long and painful years for Third Young Master Jiang.

Jiang Zongzi's mental state directly affected his memory.He vaguely remembered that Wanchong exposed the matter between him and Jiang Langji's disguise as soon as he came.But Jiang Zongzi couldn't remember exactly where the flaw was exposed, and in the end he could only blame himself for being too outstanding, so that Wan Chong had paid almost perverted attention to him a long time ago - thinking about it this way, indeed, Wan Chong was Danzhulin, when they met for the first time, they revealed his identity, even the year before last, bah, the day before yesterday, they directly called out the name "Jiang Langji".Reminiscent of Wanchong's always playing tricks on him, he even asked resentfully, "What do I think? Come to be your teacher, Mr. Jiang San." His tone was full of hopelessness. melancholy.

Gee...

In addition, what puzzled Third Young Master Jiang was that the porcelain mask was clearly shrunk vigilantly in the drawer, but how did Wan Chong hide it on his body without anyone noticing it?He actually knew that the mask was made of two pairs... Either he was gifted or knew the inside story!Fortunately, in Jiang Zongzi's view, Wanchong is just testing him now, and what he has to do is to wait and see what happens, and don't try to give Wanchong any more excuses.

You know, the consequence of falling into Wanchong's hands is——

Yesterday evening, Mr. Jiang came to the small courtyard. Mr. Wan gracefully led Mr. Jiang to his seat.The two greeted each other politely, eight hundred words.Mr. Jiang used tactful words to confirm Wan Hanlin's identity as the examiner, and by the way, the two complimented each other, 140 words.Master Jiang cites scriptures and classics to inquire about the scope of the exam and hot topics, and by the way, he reveals dozens of embarrassing things about Jiang Zongzi, with 71 characters.Among them, there were 35 times of "the dog is unworthy", [-] times of "the child is stupid", and [-] times of perfunctory "the son is smart and diligent".Jiang Zongzi lowered his head the whole time, standing aside respectfully and silently counting.

Master Jiang chattered and was thirsty.So, he elegantly picked up the crispy teacup and took a sip.In the next second, Master Jiang's expression collapsed.

On the other end, Wanchong smiled faintly with his eyes downcast: "The Tieguanyin in Zongzi's house is excellent, it is a rare Mingqian tea. It's just that this brewing method is indeed... cough, it is indeed fresh and novel, and it makes people feel refreshed. One shake." After a pause, he added, "Alan has a heart."

Master Jiang managed to force a smile: "Yes... yes, intentions, intentions..."

When Jiang Zongzi heard this, he was so frightened that he even forgot to count.

If he understood correctly, Mr. Wan just made a fresh and novel report.At this time, Mr. Jiang was drinking tea with hatred for face, and his heart ached, and he didn't know what Wanchong added to it.Jiang Zongzi believes that this will not be the first small report, and it will definitely not be the last crime he wants to commit, but he dare not speak at all. After all, Mr. Wan, who is very talented and knows the inside story, confiscated the photo that resembled Jiang Langji. □□ and a few Sic Bo dice.If Wanchong puts these treasures in front of Mr. Jiang, hehe...

The consequences could be disastrous.

Mr. Wan, who didn't think it was a big deal, continued to make up the knife with a smile: "Alang's apprentice ceremony is also very well-behaved." What a ball.

Master Jiang was angry.

Master Jiang is losing face.

Master Jiang thumped the table majestically and yelled at Jiang Zongzi.

However, Third Young Master Jiang didn't listen to what his father yelled at all, and he fell into a subtle daze.

In this subtle daze, Jiang Zongzi made a solemn decision.There is a question that has been bothering Jiang Zongzi ever since he found out that Wanchong is the overbearing chief examiner: Should he confess his love and kneel down that day and then beg for mercy for the chief examiner Wan Chong for a month and a half, or should he confess his love the next day? Kneeling and then begging for pity for the chief examiner as a cow and a horse for a month and a half and one day less?

Now is the chance.

Jiang Zongzi knelt down with pride and kowtowed three times to Wanchong.He also respectfully offered up the piece of jade that he wanted to bet on earlier.

Master Jiang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Wan Hanlin's third day in Jiangfu.Outside the window, the rain is falling, and the flowers and leaves are weeping.Jiang Langji, who had only been back for two days, was once again exiled to Jiang Liumei, and the third young master Jiang had a heart of seeing him off, but he could only stay in the study to make Mr. Wan happy.

The spring rain falls in a fine and dense manner, silently.Jiang Zongzi held a copy of "The Complete Works of Wan Ziman", shaking his head and reading aloud.

Well, Ziman is full of Wanchong's words.

Jiang Zongzi was smiling in his heart, and his admiration beyond words was sincere.

Well, people can't cry all the time, they have to be peaceful.

This morning, before Wanchong arrived, Jiang Zongzi received a new porcelain mask.He skillfully used his index finger to slowly apply force on a tiny groove on the back of the mask. The red mask in front of him faded away from a ferocious face and replaced it with a gentle and elegant smiling face. On the white cheeks were a few correct words—— —Jiang San's young master Zhong Huiyuan.

Well, probably after listening to Jiang Langji's report, the superiors were afraid that Jiang Zongzi would not be able to figure it out and something would happen, so they simply issued a more direct order.Alas, there is really no need for this, because the third young master Jiang is already confident that he will win, whether it is Huiyuan or Wanchong, Jiang Zongzi will win.Does it matter if the consequences are a beating or a fucking?Peaceful face.

Jiang Zongzi peeked at Wan Chong's expression while reciting "The Complete Works of Wan Ziman". It seemed that Mr. Wan's mood had been kept in a happy state, and the usual elegant smile did not make people feel creepy yet.

Zongzi, well done, keep up the good work!

The third young master Jiang thought intoxicatedly that Wan Ziman, who was tightly locked up by the gentle skin, was like a fairy who came from the sky in the sun, his rolling eyes were sweeter than candied lychees, and his black temples were more fragrant than wintersweet flowers. , the slender figure is more upright than Danzhu... Wait!Jiang Zongzi reined in his horse urgently and almost fell into the mud.

...No, Mr. Wan has switched his aura!

"Why don't you read it anymore?" Mr. Wan asked with a smile, but in Jiang Zongzi's eyes, he was exuding a black air.

Jiang Zongzi boasted to death when he opened his mouth: "Mr. Wan is very talented, educated and rich. Although the students don't ask for a deep understanding, the allusions of Jia Yi used here are really wonderful! Wonderful! Students can't help savoring it carefully..."

"..." It's quite sensible.

Seeing Wanchong's complexion slightly relaxed, Jiang Zongzi just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

"I heard that you went to settle accounts with Wanchong! Jiang Zongzi, you——!"

The rare angry You Penglu suddenly pushed open the door of the study, and Wan Chong looked over coldly.

You Penglu was stunned for a moment.

The yearning person was just a few steps away, still in plain silk and green robe, with deep black eyes, and the smile that always carried on his mouth gradually deepened, and he spoke.You Penglu heard Wan Chong ask, "Who did you listen to?"

Wan Chong thought he was investigating him? "I...I, didn't know you were here..." You Penglu hurriedly explained.Jiang Zongzi saw You Penglu's eye circles slowly turning red, and You Penglu took a light breath, his voice choked with sobs, "Ziman, I've been looking for you for a long time."

Jiang Zongzi heard the sound of his heart breaking into pieces.

"Last time, I said that we will meet each other if we are destined." Wan Ziman's eyes were filled with tenderness, "Isn't this the way to see you?"

☆, late at night

After Wanchong dismissed You Penglu with a few words that day, Jiang Zongzi was in a trance full of thoughts for several days, and could look dumb anytime and anywhere.However, the third young master Jiang had already memorized "The Complete Works of Wan Zi Man" backwards, and all the boasting and flattering words were in his throat.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Zongzi was alone, unable to sleep and haggard.With a pair of panda eyes on his face, he stared blankly at the cold yellow crescent moon outside the window, thinking about life and dreams.The urge to urinate welled up in time.

Jiang Zongzi wrapped a sable cape over his nightgown, held a copper lamp inlaid with luminous pearls in his palm, and drifted through the quiet ear room in a trance, across a corridor, and came to the toilet not far away.Then I found sadly that there were no agarwood grains in the box outside the toilet.

The delicate young master Jiang turned around and left, angrily walked through the hanging flower door, and went to the yard with the one in the study to find a toilet.

After Jiang Zongzi went to the toilet, he snorted the agarwood grains stuffed in his nose gracefully. Looking from a distance, he was horrified to find that the master bedroom in the courtyard was actually lit with lights on.Jiang Zongzi shivered in the night wind and couldn't help wrapping his cloak tightly.

You have to know how long the master bedroom has been vacant. About ten years ago, when Jiang Langji first came to Jiang's mansion, Jiang Langji lived there for a while. Later, Mrs. Jiang jumped up and said, "Hey, that's for Zongzi's future wife!"So Jiang Langji had to move to the ear room where Jiang Zongzi slept.

Now what the hell is that!

The brave Third Young Master Jiang trembled and walked towards the lit room. The night wind brought nameless whimpers and cries, and a ten-foot-long porch was hung with erratic red lanterns.Jiang Zongzi was a little nervous and weak, he hugged a nearby Zhuzhu for a while, took a deep breath for a long time, and then walked to the front of the master bedroom bravely and heroically, with background sound.

Jiang Zongzi stretched out his index finger tremblingly, and poked open the door.

The door creaked in the cold night.

The moonlight is fading.

In the room, Mr. Wan, who was wearing a plain white nightgown, raised his face under the warm yellow light, looking at Jiang Zongzi, there was a smile after browsing the barnyard official and unofficial history, which was incredibly gentle.

Jiang Zongzi's heart was hit, and his mind was numb.

After reacting, Jiang Zongzi was angry from his heart, and the evil turned to the guts. He almost wanted to grab Wanchong's skirt and punch him.Before he opened the door, he thought he would see some vicious female ghost laughing at Huayi, no matter how bad it was, it would be a ferocious mandrill with a bloody mouth...

did not expect!

No!think!arrive!

Jiang Zongzi controlled his hands that were about to exert power, and asked angrily: "You... why are you here!" After Mrs. Jiang passed away, no one cares about his future wife's house!Is there any reason!

"Don't you know?" Wan Chong smiled, "I've lived here for six or seven days."

"That is...from the very beginning..."

"Well, start by being your husband."

"..." Jiang Zongzi felt that he knew nothing about his life.

"Speaking of which, the third young master Jiang visited late at night, why?" Wan Chong stood up, the plain white silk nightgown hanging down like flowing lines, and a pair of delicate and sexy collarbones were exposed in the air.

Jiang Zongzi swallowed, turned his back stiffly, and prepared to leave silently.

Then the door suddenly closed in front of his eyes.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Jiang Zongzi put his back against the door and pretended to be calm: "You, you, you, what do you want to do?"

"hungry."

Jiang Zongzi rolled up his cuffs stupidly, revealing a white and smooth forearm, raised it flat and then asked Wanchong, "Do you want to eat?"

As Wanchong approached step by step, Jiang Zongzi felt more and more that his behavior was simply crying. He was wondering whether to retract his arm, but Wanchong had already walked up to him.

Wanchong's eyes were firmly fixed on Jiang Zongzi's, his eyes focused.Five points for affection, five points for charm, and one point for Master Jiang San's concentration.

Then Wanchong leaned down and licked Jiang Zongzi's exposed arm with the tip of his coral red tongue.

%￥@*% Damn it!

Jiang Zongzi's goosebumps extended from his forearm to his scalp in an instant, and then he squatted down and hugged Wanchong's thigh and cried, "Don't eat me! I'll give you the bottom!"

"Below?" Wanchong slid his hand down Jiang Zongzi's back, and rubbed the buttocks of Young Master Jiang San to try his hand, "It can be considered."

%￥@*% Pervert!

Annoyed and angry: "Next! Noodles! Strips!"

"Hmm...eel noodles."

How dare you mention: "...Yangchun Noodles."

Mr. Wan smiled: "Okay, you have the final say." He stretched out his hand and opened the door.

"..." Third Young Master Jiang trembled in the night wind.

☆、Kidnapping case

The next day was bright and beautiful.

Jiang Zongzi was so sleepy that he nodded at the table from time to time, and Harazi dripped disrespectfully on the "Complete Works of Wan Ziman".Wanchong sighed, and proposed to take Jiang Zongzi out of the house to get some air, and the third young master Jiang suddenly woke up.In less than half a stick of incense, Jiang Zongzi changed his outfit from the inside out, dressed himself up in a pink face, with a pair of peach blossom eyes looking forward.

Mr. Wan silently turned his gaze away.

The two ate a bowl of noodles at the wonton shop, went to the teahouse to drink a few cups of wine, went to the flower market to buy a parrot, and went to the theater to enjoy the painting exhibition of Mr. Bai of Liuzhou.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was a very enjoyable day.Jiang Zongzi felt that his relationship with Chief Examiner Wan had improved to a higher level. Except for Wan Chong's eyes that were a little scary when he inadvertently showed his affection for Mr. Bai, the two lived in peace and respect as guests from morning to night, and even had a romantic relationship. Common topic - when Wanchong casually mentioned the drought and relief issues in Xuzhou, Jiang Zongzi showed considerable interest, hey, current affairs test points?The two discussed this issue for a long time, and Jiang Zongzi benefited a lot, and he felt that his Hui Yuan had been settled.He wondered intoxicatedly, could he and Chief Examiner Wan have almost walked the road of high mountains and flowing water?

eh~

The two were on their way home.The setting sun extravagantly held out enough aftertaste, and the entire remote and quiet old street was warm and yellow.A few branches of plum blossoms with dark fragrance and flow protrude from the roadside, and the vigorous and curvy trunks are the appearance in the painting.

Under the surprisingly romantic scene, Third Young Master Jiang felt a urge to urinate.

So he reservedly said to Wanchong: "...I'll go to the alley over there and have a look."

Mr. Wan stood elegantly, nodded and smiled: "Yeah." What are you looking at?

Wanchong saw Jiang Zongzi's lean and straight figure disappearing in the darkness of the alley, and he froze in his mind for a while the thin willow waist outlined by the jade belt with the mysterious bottom of the third young master, and then froze for a while the little curl at the end of the black hair that the third young master neatly tied up , continue to freeze the beautiful lines of the third young master's white neck, and then freeze...

Then I heard Third Young Master Jiang's scream piercing through the sky.

Here's the thing.

After Jiang Zongzi entered this alley that was not favored by the light, he felt a little scared in his heart.But he was even more afraid of that hooligan Wanchong peeping, so he unconsciously continued walking deeper into the alley.

Jiang Zongzi walked for a while, and saw a huge black shadow not far away, which was probably piled up boxes or something, so he planned to use the box and the wall to stand in a triangle, and then go to the toilet safely.

Unexpectedly, the trousers were only half undone, and a dozen black shadows rushed towards him silently.Jiang Zongzi was frightened, and immediately let out a scream that broke through the sky.

In the next second, Wan Chong grabbed Jiang Zongzi's collar and lifted him up.The wind whistled in Jiang Zongzi's ears, and the light in front of his eyes was mixed. After a while, he was already outside the alley.

Jiang Zongzi rubbed his wrinkled skirt pitifully on the old street where the setting sun was drawn by the plum blossoms, and looked up at Wanchong adoringly.

The domineering Wanzhu examiner's face was light and calm: "What is the third young master Jiang looking at in the alley? His pants fell off."

Jiang Zongzi lowered his head in shock, looking at his two long legs exposed in the air in shock.

Jiang Zongzi was embarrassed.

Jiang Zongzi turned red from head to toe.

He said why does his lower body feel chilly...

Wan Chong suppressed his laughter, and before the large group of people rushed out of the alley, he put on Jiang Zongzi's robe with a serious expression, and "Ka" tightly wrapped it tightly.The third young master froze in his mind for a while, his white and straight jade legs covered by the hem of the walnut-colored dress.

Jiang Zongzi smelled the fragrance of Wanshi bamboo leaves close at hand, and he became more and more red.

More than a dozen people yelled "Don't run!" and rushed out of the alley aggressively.

Jiang Zongzi peeked out half of his face from behind Wanchong, and found that they were all from the government.

"Captain Zhao, are you working on a case?" Wan Chong asked politely.

When the head catcher saw Wanchong, he immediately clasped his fists in fear and fear: "I don't know if Wan Hanlin is here, how offending I am. I don't know who is..." He looked at Jiang Zongzi suspiciously.

Wan Hanlin smiled politely: "This is Wan's new student."

Jiang Zongzi saw that the way Zhao Tutou looked at him changed from "You are dead" to "Your Excellency has a bright future", and he felt mixed emotions in his heart.He actually has to rely on Wanchong to gain social recognition?Jiang Zongzi felt that his life was in a mess.

Wan Chong smiled and asked, "What case is Zhao Zhao investigating?"

Catcher Zhao clasped his fists again: "The missing child case in Beijing has been going on for two months, and you two must have heard about it."

"It's not bad." Jiang Zongzi, who was ruled out of suspicion, said while shaking his legs.

Wan Chong gave Jiang Zongzi a spoiled look, wrapped his arms around him, fixed the restless and unruly Third Young Master by his side, and said softly, "Speak well."

Catcher Zhao coughed, and forcibly explained the cause of the matter in a serious manner: "There has been no clue to the case of the disappearance of the young child. Not long ago, the young son of Lu Yuan's family in the south of the city also disappeared unfortunately. I received a blackmail letter. I asked you to prepare a [-] tael bank note and place it in the Xiwai Lane of Tugu Street before the end of the day, that is, your disciple Wan Hanlin..."

"My surname is Jiang."

Catcher Zhao accompanied him with a smile: "Yes... In the alley outside the opera that Mr. Jiang entered just now, there are some discarded empty boxes piled up all the year round, and the blackmail letter asks Mr. Lu to stuff the silver ticket into the crack of the wooden box in the middle. A group of us lay in ambush all afternoon, only to wait for Mr. Jiang... Hehe, I hope Mr. Jiang will forgive me if I accidentally offend you."

Wan Chong lovingly rubbed Jiang Zongzi's waist, rubbing the oil with confidence, and the smile on his face was also meticulous: "May I borrow the blackmail letter?"

Catcher Zhao hurriedly offered it with both hands respectfully.

Wan Chong unfolded the letter, and after just one glance, he sincerely praised: "The writing is very good."

Jiang Zongzi glanced at Wanchong with sincere suspicion, and then lowered his eyes to read the letter.

No wonder Wanchong praised it. This blackmail letter was elegantly worded and implicit in allusions. Every word was printed and cut from a book.

Jiang Zongzi narrowed his eyes and swept from beginning to end, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Aren't these all cut from "The Complete Works of Wan Ziman?"

"What?!" The head catchers looked at Jiang Zongzi.

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Wanchong raised his eyebrows, and looked at Jiang Zongzi with a deep smile in his eyes.

Third Young Master Jiang cleared his throat, "Look, the size of the characters is consistent with the degree of yellowing of the paper. It is not difficult to see that the entire blackmail letter was cut from a book. Besides, the font is in Yan style, Liang Books in China have always been printed in willow script, and it was replaced with Yan font last year, and "The Complete Works of Wan Ziman" is a new book published in the first month of this year."

Zhao Butou nodded again and again: "Well, the blackmail letter was cut from the same book at first glance, but unfortunately, the master bookkeeper in the yamen has been proofreading for several days, but nothing has been found. How did Mr. Jiang see that it was Wan Hanlin's book?"

Jiang Zongzi held his hand proudly and talked eloquently: "Just talk about the two words 'Tugu' and 'outside the play' in the location, Wan, Mr. has a song "Man Ting Fang", the last sentence is 'Ask for fame, Tugu hero, play The clothes are full of blood outside." There is also the sentence "asking old friends from afar" at the beginning of the letter. , these three characters are not uncommon in novels and dramas, but usually the characters in novels and dramas are smaller and the color of the paper is much darker, but the three characters of "Lu Yuanwai" in poetry and literature are not unusual "Lu Yuanwai" is a character strongly attacked by Wanchong in "Lun Mo Pian". name?"

At this time, a man who looked like a fast-moving policeman replied: "That's right, the young master's name is Lu Qian."

Zhao Butou explained next to him: "This person is the housekeeper of Lu's residence, pretending to be a fast catcher."

"That's it," Jiang Zongzi said confidently, "There is this sentence in "Water Metaphor" written by Wan Chongzhong's number one scholar, and the article "Water Metaphor" was only made public recently."

The eyes of a group of people are full of admiration.

Jiang Zongzi looked back at Wanchong with a smile on his face, took out "The Complete Works of Wanziman" from his pocket, and handed it to Zhao Butou: "I dare say that all the small pieces of paper on the blackmail letter are from this book." cut out."

Wan Hanlin smiled and nodded.

The head catchers are pious and