Shengjing Conspiracy

"Lixin?!"

Wen Youqing was amazed at the person who was walking quickly, and hurried to meet him, "Lixin, why are you here? Aren't you in Suzhou Mansion?"

Who is coming?

This person was one of the few close friends of Wen Youqing when he was in the Hanlin Academy. His surname was Yang, his name was Su, and his style name was Lixin. He was the son of Governor of Suzhou.

When Wen Youqing was in the Imperial Academy, he often found it boring. Yang Su, who happened to work with him, felt the same way. to my hometown in Suzhou.

Later, the two also exchanged letters from time to time. Wen Youqing always thought that Yang Su was looking for a job under her father, but she didn't expect to see him here.

"Don't mention it, I've been in Suzhou for two years and I'm exhausted. It just so happens that Bianchengfu Yin is my father's old friend, so my father threw him here."

Although they all felt bored in the Imperial Academy, Wen Youqing was unwilling to accept the status quo, while Yang Su simply felt bored.

Wen Youqing, who knew her friend's temper very well, said with a smile, "You haven't changed at all."

"You haven't changed, no, it's become more beautiful." Yang Su pulled Wen Youqing inside, "What are you doing here this time, no matter what you do, let's have a good chat tonight. Don’t just stay with me, you and I will sleep with our feet on our feet!”

Hiding in the dark, the two hidden guards, who could hear clearly, looked at each other in blank dismay.

Inexplicably think what is going on with the green on the top of the general's head?

"Do you think the general knows that this person will meet an acquaintance here?"

"You're sure this is just an 'acquaintance', and you're all ready to get up and sleep under the covers."

"Then what do you say?"

The slightly older dark guard pondered for a moment, and said: "Xiao Wu, you go back and tell the general, so you can make a plan early."

"Then third brother, are you alright by yourself?" Xiao Wu blinked.

An San patted his head, "Go quickly."

Seeing the person walking away, Ansan came back to look at the government office, and watched Yang Su hold Wen Youqing's hand.

He is not Xiaowu's short-sightedness, what is the general's situation with Wen Youqing, he is a clean boy.

"Master Wen, you should be more careful." An San silently lit a wax in her heart.

……

Meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land is one of the three great joys in life. Wen Youqing's mood from Jing Yun's anger finally eased a little, but her nose was itchy and she always wanted to sneeze.

"Could it be the wind and cold?" He said rubbing his nose.

Yang Su pulled him in, and accidentally looked directly at the other person's face. The tip of his nose was slightly flushed, his cheeks were like snow, and his eyes seemed to be misty. This one glance was enough to make him go crazy. He murmured: "Furong is not as good..."

"Wh-Ah-choo!" Didn't hear what the other party said clearly, just wanted to ask this annoying sneeze and finally sneezed, but when he came to his senses, he completely forgot what he wanted to ask.

But fortunately, Master Wen still remembered why he came here, and asked in a low voice: "Let me ask you, Lixin, how much do you know about the disappearance of the Rakshasa Prince?"

Yang Su was startled, and then became serious, "Are you the imperial envoy sent by the imperial court this time?"

It's no wonder that Yang Su didn't recognize it. First, Wen Youqing was dressed in casual clothes and didn't look like he came to work. Second, the imperial court documents only said that an imperial envoy would be sent, but did not specify who it was.

"Did you offend someone? How can you take such a case!" Yang Su looked around, carefully pulled Wen Youqing to the small garden, and continued: "This case is not easy to handle, you, the son of An Guogong, are just like this." Hard work!"

"Don't you know what's going on with me, Duke Anguo's son-in-law? Judging by your careful appearance, you must know something inside?" Wen Youqing patted him on the shoulder reassuringly.

Yang Su sighed, looked at him helplessly, and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Inside story? There's a big inside story here."

Wen Youqing raised her eyebrows lightly, thinking that this trip to the government office was really the right one, she leaned forward and asked, "What do you say?"

"The missing so-called twelfth and thirteenth princes were born to the old Rakshasa King's dancer, and their mother doesn't even have a position, let alone being favored." Yang Su frowned with a headache and continued: "And the person didn't disappear in the border town at all, but in a no-man's land about a hundred miles outside the border town."

"No one's land?"

"Well, there's a lot of quicksand in that place and it's not suitable for staying and living. People who have lived here for a long time will not go there."

"Why are there two princes going to such a place? The old Rakshasa King will not send the two princes to die deliberately for a reasonable reason to start the war."

Wen Youqing said half-jokingly, but Yang Su nodded seriously. Now Wen Youqing couldn't laugh anymore, and his face became a little more serious, "The old Rakshasa king is crazy, he will soon It's winter, and he doesn't have any advantage in fighting at this time."

"Isn't that right? Some people say that the old Rakshasa king is a fool and lost his mind." Yang Su spread his hands, "I haven't been here for a long time, and I know so much, and you also know the situation in the border town. The person in charge is soldier."

Served in the army?

Of course he knew, he had confronted him just now!

"Don't worry over there, I'll go see Mr. Fu Yin first." Wen Youqing was about to go in, but Yang Su stopped him and said, "Keep your voice down, Mr. Fu Yin is sick. He was still here just now." I don't know if I'm awake or not."

Wen Youqing was taken aback for a moment, and when he leaned close to the door, he smelled a strong smell of medicine, and then retracted his step forward, "Why did you get sick, how long has it been?"

"It's been more than a month, and it hasn't recovered. The doctor came to see and said it was just typhoid fever." Yang Su looked gloomy, "I'm going to recruit a master, don't think that the government here doesn't care about big things. , but there are a lot of little things about the folks in the street, and I'm so busy every day."

When Wen Youqing was in the Imperial Academy, he knew that Yang Su had no ambition to be a high-ranking official, but just wanted to be a good official who wholeheartedly served the people. Seeing his nagging appearance now, he seemed to enjoy it, "Fu Yin If your lord is sick, then don't disturb him to rest, and visit him when he is better."

"Alright, I remember that your health is not very good. The city here is no better than Kyoto. You have to take good care of yourself. By the way, where are you staying? I have to find you when I have time."

Wen Youqing paused, then said dryly, "The General's Mansion."

Yang Su: "...Why don't you come to me when you have time, I welcome you anytime."

"No loyalty!" Wen Youqing slapped him on the shoulder, "When I was kicked out by the general that day, I came to join you."

"Definitely, Tanya, you can come anytime, and I will sweep the couch to welcome you anytime."

Seeing the other party's shy smile, Wen Youqing slapped him again angrily, and walked out of the mansion with Jian Jia.

After leaving the government office, Wen Youqing did not rush back to the general's residence, with a sullen face not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master, what's wrong?" Jian Jia looked carefully at the road, for fear that her master would bump into it.

Wen Youqing glanced at her thoughtfully, "You met Yang Su before, but do you think there is anything different about him?"