Shengjing Conspiracy

The wind was clear and the moon was bright, and the backyard of Duke Anguo's mansion was full of shadows. Wen Youqing walked in it with the help of flower branches. It was strange that the garden that could be walked out with eyes closed could not be walked out this time.

"Strange...what's wrong this time?" Wen Youqing frowned, and after walking a little tired, she found a thicker tree root and sat down, holding her chin with her hands, and belatedly realized that her hands seemed to be got smaller.

Wen Youqing looked down at his little hand in surprise, it was clearly a child's hand, he touched his face twice and it looked like a child, what's wrong with him?

"Child?" Wen Youqing squatted on the spot, his mind was muddled.

A person came out, Wen Youqing raised his head when he heard the voice, it was old An Guogong, he hugged Wen Youqing, "What is Yanyan thinking?"

"Grandfather, I'm thinking about something." He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

Old An Guogong laughed in a low voice, "What can stump our smart Yanyan?"

"Grandfather, do you think it's wrong to cherish feathers?" Wen Youqing buried her face in her arms, unwilling to look directly into Old An Guogong's eyes.

"Why did Yan Yan suddenly think of this?"

"It's just a problem, it's difficult to deal with, I can actually ignore it, it won't hinder me if it develops, but if I don't—"

"It doesn't matter if you feel uncomfortable, don't you?"

Wen Youqing nodded.

Old An Guogong laughed loudly. He rubbed Wen Youqing's head as he did when he was a child, and said, "Our Yanyan has really grown up. This question is very simple, isn't it?"

"It's not simple at all." Facing the old Anguo Gong Wen Youqing, he will always be a soft child, with his mouth puckered and awkward.

"Yanyan already knows the answer." The voice of the old An Guogong was close and distant, "Just do what you want, and be ashamed of your heart. The answer is in your heart. We, Yanyan, must know what we are thinking in our hearts."

Wen Youqing raised his head, looked at the kind face of old An Guogong, his vision was a little blurred, and his voice was crying, "Grandpa, I miss you so much."

"Good Yanyan, look forward, grandfather is always there."

The voice gradually drifted away, Wen Youqing opened his eyes and looked at the top of the bed, raised his hand to touch the corners of his eyes, it was indeed wet.

Frontier City Government Office.

"My lord, this is really my cow!"

"You fart! That's obviously my cow!"

"You mangy, you say it belongs to your family, you call it, do you think it responds to you!"

"I think you are crazy, how can this cow understand human language!"

"Why don't you understand, he came towards me as soon as I waved!"

Above the lobby, two farmers stood on both sides of a cow, yelling at each other, while Yang Su was laughing bitterly, feeding the cow and grazing.

Wen Youqing happened to come across this scene when she came in, she glanced at the sad-faced Yang Su, and laughed unkindly.

That seems to say, today is a cow and tomorrow may be a sheep, isn't this the common people's official you want to be.

Yang Su knew him so well, he naturally saw the narrowness in the other's eyes, wiped his face and cleared his throat and said, "You two, calm down and listen to me."

If it were any other official, even if he was close to the people, he would slap the gavel and give him a cold face, but Yang Su was different. Like a young master.

In fact, Wen Youqing always felt that Yang Su was not suitable to be a civilian official, and he was more suitable to be in the Imperial Academy.But if Yang Su didn't like it himself, others would have nothing to say.

But now it seems that Yang Su is also enjoying it.

Seeing it was interesting, Wen Youqing simply sat down beside the chicken leg and watched the play quietly. The yamen servant recognized who he was and quickly served tea.

When the two parties heard Yang Su's words, they also restrained a little, but they still stared at me and stared at you, not giving in to each other. These days, they also knew Yang Su's temper, so they became bolder.

"This cow doesn't belong to any of you." Yang Su looked at the farmer on the left with his hands in his hands. "You said you were looking for a cow, so you walked towards you. Wash the soybean powder off your hands before waving."

The farmer was taken aback, and quickly hid his hands behind his back. The farmer standing opposite him began to yell, "Thank you for being so confident in what you said before, you have already prepared for it!"

"Stop arguing." Yang Su turned to look at him, "Your family doesn't raise cattle, you raise sheep. Farmers in the city keep them in one pen. You can't mix cattle and sheep in one pen at all."

The sheep breeder was unconvinced, and continued to say with a stiff neck: "This is the cow I just bought, sir, you have never raised it before, how do you know that you can't raise it together?"

"Because I gave the cow to Wang Po half a month ago. You say the cow belongs to me. How can I not know?" Yang Su said as he walked into the crowd and pulled out a crooked old woman, "Wang Po, why did you come here by yourself?" Yes, you didn't bump into each other, did you?"

Wang Po's face was full of tears, "My lord, I'm here to report the case and find a cow!"

"Your cow is here." Yang Su led the cow and handed the rope to Wang Po, "Don't go, I'll find someone to take you back."

By the time Yang Su finished handling everything, Wen Youqing had already drunk a pot of tea.

"I kept Tanya waiting for you." Yang Su sat down by himself and drank three cups of tea to moisten his throat. "You have seen it too. It's just such a trivial job all day long. It's nothing serious but it's noisy."

"I think you're enjoying it." Wen Youqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I haven't thanked you for the case investigation last time, why don't I treat you to dinner today."

"Bring me to dinner?" Yang Su raised his eyebrows, "Master, I haven't eaten anything, so if you eat here today, there is a cook in the house who roasts leg of lamb!"

Hearing what he said, Wen Youqing brushed his hand over the chicken leg again and again, and said with a light smile, "Okay, I have to try this handicraft."

……

In the backyard of the government office in the border city, Wen Youqing and Yang Su were chatting with each other over a glass of wine and a mouthful of meat. Both of them were handsome and handsome gentlemen. Although it wasn't like a beautiful flower, it was still surrounded by flowers, always a beautiful scene.

"Lixin, you have been away from Beijing for some years, and you have always been in Suzhou Mansion before?" Wen Youqing sipped the wine in the glass, it wasn't the last time he drank a burning knife, this wine was more like the wine he drank before, soft .

Yang Su swallowed the meat in his mouth and nodded, "That's right, being scolded by my father all day, that day was hard."

"You just don't know your blessings in the midst of blessings, and Mr. Yang is worried about you." Wen Youqing poured him a glass of wine, "You have only been here for a long time, and your accent has changed so much. You are a fast learner." ah."

"Isn't this to get closer to the common people?" Yang Su paused, "What did you find out recently?"

Wen Youqing didn't answer him, but looked at Fu Yin's yard, and suddenly said, "Is Fu Yin feeling better recently?"

Yang Su's hand holding the cup froze, "It's still the same as before, I can't see the wind."

"Then I'll change it. Is Mr. Fu Yin still alive?"