Startled Meng

The Yan Mansion has been sealed for more than half a month, dust has fallen everywhere in the mansion, and under the deep twilight, it shows an old depression and silence.

"What?" Yan Cijing was blocked by Yu Fangzhi and could not enter the door, so he pushed him, but did not push.

After Yan Cijing came in, Yu Fangzhi closed the door: "Do you know who originally lived in this mansion?"

Yan Cijing blinked unnaturally, and replied, "I don't know."

Yu Fangzhi seemed to flash the old scene before his eyes: "Master Meng Xiaomeng."

Being too sad makes people suspicious, Yu Fangzhi pretended to be relaxed, "Meng Xiao's family died unjustly, resentment gathered spirits, Mr. Yan lived for so long before, do you have any fear when you think about it now?"

Yan Cijing was unmoved: "If there is a grievance to repay the grievance, the grievance should go to the prime minister's mansion, not to mention that I heard that Mr. Meng treats people generously, and he would never make things difficult for me, a little servant."

"Be generous to others?" Yu Fangzhi smiled lightly, "How do I remember that he is a serious person?"

Yan Cijing was puzzled, and Yu Fangzhi then explained: "I followed my father into the Meng Mansion when I was young, and that day I happened to see Master Meng scolding the baby, and that appearance has nothing to do with generosity."

"Always be strict with your own children." Yan Cijing thought carefully. He had stayed in Meng's house for several years, and he didn't seem to have seen Yu Wanqian, and he didn't know Yu Wanqian... But Meng Xiao's hospitality is not good. I follow it all the time, and it's normal if I haven't seen it.

It was inconvenient for him to talk about his involvement with the Meng family, but he knew that when he heard the old things from the perspective of an outsider, he could also express comfort, and asked him what he remembered.

Yu Fangzhi pretended to recall carefully, but he was actually considering what to say, and what to say might reveal his identity.

"I remember this old tree stump in front of the main hall in the front yard. It used to be a pretty thick tree."

Isn't that what one can see with one eye?Yan Cijing was choked for a moment: "...what else?"

Yu Fangzhi said again: "I remember that there are many people in the Meng residence..."

"The butler welcomes the guests with a smile. When they come in in winter, the waiting servant will hold a small umbrella to protect the guests from the snow. When they enter the front hall, a good-looking maid will come up to help pat the snow on their shoulders, take off their thick fur, and leave the house. Walking back and forth between the corridors, replacing hot tea and cakes, and entering the front hall, I thought the Meng family had caught the sun and hid it in the house, it was very warm, and the people were also warm, and everyone was amiable."

Yan Cijing followed Yu Fangzhi across the threshold of the front hall, as if falling into the old past, he asked again: "How is Master Meng?"

"Father, Mr. Meng... Mr. Meng and his wife are very loving. When I came that day, I saw him stuffing the stove into Mrs. Madam's arms. Mrs. smiled and refused, Mr. Meng didn't want it. She pointed to the thick boots on her feet and said Madame is very skilled, wearing it is like being in summer, sweating profusely."

Yan Cijing asked again: "Master Meng has a son named Jingyuan, have you ever seen him?"

Yu Fangzhi looked up at the sky and recalled earnestly: "I don't remember clearly? I just remember that I was a naughty kid who didn't like reading."

Yan Cijing smiled silently, with a soft light in his eyes: "You remember so clearly that last time you said that you were entrusted by your father to avenge Meng Xiao, but in my opinion, you are also doing it for yourself."

Yu Fangzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said: "Master Meng has a very deep friendship with my father, and I have also been taught by Mr. Meng, and I am very grateful." I made a nonsense last time, and now I am using it to prevaricate, afraid of Yan Ci mirror If you don't believe me, let's change the subject:

"You want to seek revenge from Wei Cheng. You also know about the Meng family, and you also know Mr. Meng?" When interrogating Zheng Lang in prison, Yan Cijing once showed his understanding of Meng Xiao.

Yan Cijing's eyes flashed: "I don't know Mr. Meng. It's just like you recalled just now, my family was so warm and harmonious, and I was also killed by Wei Cheng's fabricated charges. The whole family only left me one person."

"Meng Xiao is not the only one whose family was ruined by Wei Cheng."

Yu Fangzhi thought of the reason why Ruku and the others followed him, and nodded in agreement.

Yan Cijing asked: "Are you really determined to seek revenge, no matter how others persuade you to quit?"

Yu Fang knew without hesitation: "Yes."

Yan Cijing said softly, "Me too."

He looked up at him again: "I'm not going to persuade you to smile away your grievances, and don't stop me from killing enemies, okay?"

No lamps were lit up and down the house, the front hall was pitch black, only the pure moonlight on the ground divided by carved windows.

Yu Fangzhi didn't answer, only relying on the sporadic broken light to capture Yan Cijing's resolute and stern face, which was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Yu Fangzhi smiled: "Since you have already decided not to look back, why bother to ask me? Are you afraid of being cold ass?"

Yan Cijing's eyes moved slightly: "You are always different from others."

despair--

A drop of water dripped from the eaves and landed in the stagnant water in the corner, creating shallow ripples.

After speaking, people left, the wooden door of the front hall was closed tightly, and the two closed doors hit the threshold at the same time, shaking off the water accumulated on the eaves. Scattering, big beads and small beads, oscillating and splashing, it is difficult to calm down for a while.

Didn't the previous night settle down?

Yu Fangzhi didn't see Yan Cijing when he passed by the east courtyard, thinking that the two of them had already talked peacefully, and he would no longer hide from him, but he didn't know where he went.

Far away from the east courtyard, Yu Fangzhi held the corner door and walked into the garden of the backyard. The imperial concubine's couch that had been occupied by Yan Cijing was empty.

Yu Fang Zhiheng lay on the couch, almost blinded by the golden wheel in the sky, and covered it with his hand, remembering the Yan Ci mirror he saw last night in a room with insufficient light.

Not to mention, he still remembered Yan Ci Jing who was pressed on the ground by him in that dim and obscure room in the Pinecui Building.

Not cold and hard, not fragile, the language side knows what it is like to be unclear, and deeply remembers Yan Cijing's appearance at that time.

When the tip of his nose touched his cheek, he would narrow his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, his red lips breathed slowly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he was enduring pain, but also as if he was enduring great joy...

This is a strict speech mirror that takes off the official uniform and does not need others to call the adults.

If I don't think enough by myself, I know I have to ask someone to think about it together.

"Your name is Du Yan, right?" Yu Fangzhi waved to the figure under the tree.

Usually, Yan Cijing's East Courtyard is busy, and the Juniper brothers will go to the housekeeper to find some work. Simple work, knowing that Du Yan likes the backyard, specially arranged for him to water the flowers and fertilize.

At this time Du Yan was watering the flowers, when he heard Yu Fangzhi calling him, he quickly put down the water bottle, rubbed his hands on the hem of his clothes twice, and trotted over.

Yu Fangzhi asked him, "What do you think of your family?"

Seeing Du Yan scribbling with his hands, Yu Fangzhi waved his hands: "I almost forgot, you can't speak, it's okay, you can go to work."

Du Yan thought for a while, turned around and ran away, not long after, he ran back with something in his hands, and smiled at him.

Yu Fang didn't understand, looked at him suspiciously, then looked at his palm, and was stunned after seeing it.

In Du Yan's hand, he was protecting a crabapple, which was light and bright, and still stained with dew.

Beautiful, like a crimson official uniform in the morning light.

Looking at it again, it seems that a human face will appear, Yu Fang knew not to open his eyes, and muttered in his mouth that Yan Cijing is not a woman, it is not appropriate to use flowers as a comparison, and asked whether Du Yan likes Yan Cijing wearing a red robe to make himself bigger Officer, follow me with broth or something.

While speaking, he got up and wandered out of the courtyard, humming an out-of-tune tune, stopped when he walked far away, and ran back to the courtyard to ask Du Yan for the crabapple.

Du Yan nodded, touched the petals carefully, and placed them in Yu Fangzhi's palm.

Yu Fangzhi saw that his expression was serious, and laughed that he was too solemn, as if he was handing over a rare treasure.

Yu Fangzhi left, Du Yan tilted his head to watch him off, and suddenly he started to giggle, the laughter Fang Zhi was just superficially blunt, seeing how he put the flowers into his sleeves, he was clearly a person who loves and pities flowers.

Walking out of the yard, Xiaoqing followed, following suit.

Yu Fang knew it was strange: "Why are you following me? I'm going to the Diecui Tower later, how can you follow me to protect Yufeng like jade?"

Xiaoqing pouted: "Then I'll wait for you outside the gate of the Diecui Tower."

Yu Fangzhi didn't really go to Diecuilou, so he wanted to leave Xiaoqing behind, but Xiaoqing still wanted to follow, so he had no choice but to say: "The girl from Diecuilou wants to go to the street to solicit customers, you are stupid standing in front of her door to block business , people think you're messing up!"

Xiao Qing felt wronged: "Young Master, are you really going to the Diecui Tower?"

Yu Fangzhi nodded: "Of course!"

Xiao Qing whispered: "Young Master, I think you have changed since you came to Yecheng. How do you explain to the master?"

"It's okay, don't curse your young master!" Yu Fangzhi bypassed Xiaoqing and ran away quickly.

Xiao Qing couldn't catch up after two steps, and complained: "Why are you running so fast? I still have something to say! Forget it, the young master won't let you mention Mr. Yan, so I won't mention Mr. Yan's matter. "

Xiaoqing doesn't mention it, but someone mentions it, and Ruku mentions it.

Yu Fangzhi came out from the gate, turned a corner and saw Ruku running over with his hat brim down.

"Master, today Xu Wen invited several courtiers including Wei Cheng to come over to drink tea, and Master Yan is also here."

"Ah."

"One more thing, the prefect of Jiangling arrived in the capital today."

If there is no summons from Beijing, he will not suddenly enter Beijing, and the magistrate quits?Yu Fangzhi frowned: "Jiangling? What happened?"

Ruku said, "I don't know yet."

Yu Fang knew: "I am familiar with the magistrate, let me go and ask in person."

Ruku followed: "The place where Mr. Yan..."

"What can happen to tea tasting? Don't worry about it!"

The author says:

Good night!