Wu Yu

The author has something to say: Jin Chan: If you get it, it means deducting it from the dowry. (#`盘′) <Rage Anger Anger Anger! ! !

The three of them had a discussion, and this sitting lasted all afternoon. When the whole plan was clarified, the sky was dark, and it was already evening. They originally wanted to stay and have dinner with Mo Sui, but he politely refused.

Xie Lingyu didn't force it either, and after sending Mo off, he felt relieved, suddenly feeling very hungry, and especially missed the bowl of noodle soup in Liu's mansion back then.

Qingqiu Jue checked the accounts before the case, felt his gaze, paused slightly, "I'll order someone to prepare some..."

"A Jue." Xie Lingyu called softly.

As soon as Qingqiu Jue let go, the account book fell on the table, making a slight sound, his Adam's apple rolled, his eyes drooped and he said casually: "Huh?"

Xie Lingyu moved closer, with pitiful eyes in his starry eyes, "I want noodle soup, you made noodle soup."

"呲啦——" is the ear-piercing sound of the chair rubbing against the ground.

Qingqiu Jue looked calm, straightened the chair calmly, and asked lightly, "Do you want to add eggs?"

Xie Lingyu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Okay."

He saw Qingqiu Jue walking out with steady steps, it seemed normal, but the exposed bright red ears gave him a taste of the sweetness.

Xie Lingyu lowered his eyes to cover up his turbulent emotions, and slowly tightened his hands on the chair.

Perhaps Ah Jue was not unaware, and if he dared to think a little more, he might not be indifferent either.

Xie Lingyu recalled Qingqiu Jue's red ears, his breathing became slightly disordered, his eyes darkened, and some more intimate images kept flashing in his mind, not so clear, but it made him extremely excited.

"What are you thinking?" A cold and indifferent voice sounded, like a thunderbolt, making Xie Lingyu tremble in fright.

Xie Lingyu looked sideways in a daze, and saw Qingqiu Jue standing outside the house, holding a steaming bowl of noodle soup in his hand, the poached eggs in it were extra lustrous when dipped in the soup.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is that Qingqiu Jue's expression seemed a little strange, he didn't know how long he stood there, and he clearly didn't think about anything, how did the time pass so fast?

"No, nothing."

Xie Lingyu stammered his answer, and quickly recalled with a guilty conscience whether he had acted inappropriately just now, and whether there were any subtle expressions on his face, but he couldn't remember if it was true.

Qingqiu Jue looked at Xie Lingyu's expression, and was a little suspicious. Before he entered the door, he saw Xie Lingyu's expression was very incomprehensible. The look of lowered eyes was very different from the usual gentle look, more like a dormant hunter. , accidentally revealing a hint of possessiveness.

Now that he was discovered, his head drooped, and the sense of danger he showed just now seemed to be his illusion. Qingqiu Jue walked over slowly, Xie Lingyu blinked his eyes and raised his head, showing a flattering smile, "Ajue, are you really good."

Qingqiu Jue turned his head slightly, and responded in a low voice.

The bowl was placed in front of his eyes, Xie Lingyu couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, and the two of them were licking face to face, Qingqiu Jue didn't have much appetite at first, but seeing Xie Lingyu's eating, the noodles in his mouth seemed to have a delicious aroma.

Xie Lingyu felt so guilty that beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose.

After dinner, the two discussed the distribution of disaster relief funds.

"You and I still have to go for a walk." Xie Lingyu pondered for a moment and said.

Although water control is the most important thing now, the money for disaster relief cannot be hastily distributed. One is that this matter was originally the fault of the court, which was caused by Lin Cheng's failure to report it.

Second, they also need to see the current living conditions of the people with their own eyes, and if there are complaints, they must be appeased in time.

Qingqiu Jue nodded in agreement, Jinzhang received the news halfway, that the gap in personnel had been filled, and there were quite a few people who volunteered to participate, which surprised everyone.

Qingqiu Jue tapped the wooden table with his fingers, and ordered Jin Chan to divide them into three groups, one to repair the embankment, and the other two to dredge the tributaries, and to place a few of their people in each group, to ensure the safety of the people. safety.

Xie Lingyu sat quietly on the side, checking the books for him.

After Jin Chan left, Xie Lingyu looked up at Qingqiu Jue. Qingqiu Jue subconsciously rubbed his wrist, then seemed to think of something, and then casually moved down.

But Xie Lingyu was already good at observing words and expressions, let alone the person he paid special attention to, who noticed his movements almost at the same time, and frowned, "A Jue."

Qingqiu Jue's movements froze, he put his wrist on the table as if compromising, and shook it indifferently, his voice was a little low, "I have some old injuries, it's okay."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Xie Lingyu saw it clearly, seeing that Qingqiu Jue was unwilling to mention it, he didn't go into it.

He just quietly rubbed his hands to warm them up selfishly, and when he felt that the temperature was about the same, he stretched out his hand tentatively, and the warm touch lightly fell on his sore wrist, but Qingqiu Jue felt itchy, this numb feeling All the way from the wrist to the heart, he almost couldn't help but withdraw his hand.

But in order not to look strange, Qingqiu Jue held his breath and barely held back.

Xie Lingyu didn't say anything, but moved the chairs a little closer, and massaged him carefully.

The moon hangs high outside the window.

It seemed very quiet at night, so quiet that the five senses were particularly sharp, maybe the two were guilty of half a catty, and their usual insight ability was completely wiped out.

If Xie Lingyu raised his head a little, he could see Qingqiu Jue's focused gaze, and if Qingqiu Jue didn't think about anything messy, he would notice that Xie Lingyu's hands were trembling slightly.

When the clear pool flickers, the mud and water melt together. Under the turbidity, how can you tell your mind?

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The next morning.

Jin Chan and Hu Mian were waiting at the entrance of the inn, they didn't speak, they looked at each other with contempt.

Today they didn't bring many people with them, except for those who distributed the disaster relief funds, that is, the coachman and his followers.

The entourage here is still Qingqiu Jue, he sat on the carriage board with the coachman, making Jin Zang restless all the way, trembling, Humian looked down on him like this, after all, he couldn't hold back when his lips moved After a sarcasm, Xie Lingyu looked amused, shook his head and got up and opened the curtain.

As soon as the scolding stopped, Jin Chan said angrily, "I'll let you keep your mouth shut and annoy Mr. Xie!"

Hu Mian snorted coldly, in fact, both of them knew that it wasn't the reason, but they just saw a needle.

But soon, they couldn't be presumptuous anymore.

Xie Lingyu patted the coachman on the shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "May I move into the car, old man, I want to talk to a friend."

The coachman was a simple and honest middle-aged man, he waved his hands and said that he could go to the carriage at the back, Xie Lingyu coaxed him into it after some hard talking, and sat beside Qingqiu Jue.

Qingqiu Jue smiled lightly, Xie Lingyu didn't speak, the two of them sat quietly, without any embarrassment, instead they were at ease.

They looked at each other and smiled when they heard the jeers behind them stop suddenly.

Inside the car it's a different story.

Facing the honest and honest face of the coachman, Hu Mian and Jin Zan didn't have the face to talk about it. The three of them looked at each other with neither embarrassment nor embarrassment, and couldn't sit still.

Occasionally, their eyes met, and the coachman smiled at them honestly.

Jin Chan smiled awkwardly: "Haha..."

The fox's face twitched at the corner of his mouth: "Heh..."

They also had no choice but to smile stiffly, and then there was silence again, Jin Chan was too remorseful, it was really hard to bear.

If I had known that he should have restrained himself just now, Mr. Xie's move was too damaging, it must be because of staying with the boss for a long time!

I don't know how long it took, Jin Chan almost tore through the wall of the carriage, and the carriage stopped at a leisurely pace, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Lingyu jumped out of the carriage and looked around. This seemed to be an abandoned village, which had been cleaned up and turned into a temporary residence for the nearby villagers. Mo Sui had already been waiting for a long time. Seeing him looking around, he explained.

"This is Xiaoyan Village. This is what my son and I said. The place where my father participated in flood control 20 years ago."

Xie Lingyu was very surprised when he heard the words. He didn't expect that there was such a relationship in it. He didn't think too much, nodded to show that he knew, and walked into the village.

Jin Chan and Hu Mian were in charge of distributing the relief money, while Mo Sui and Qing Qiujue followed Xie Lingyu into the village.

At a glance, the village is not big, but there are many people.

It should be that several families are crowded in one room, and they are sitting in front of their own house choosing vegetables and chatting at the moment, but there is a bit of lingering melancholy between their brows.

Today, Xie Lingyu was wearing a brocade robe with a white base and ink embellishments, with a crane embroidered on his right chest, making the person look more plump and handsome, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

He walked to an appropriate distance and stopped, smiled lightly and cupped his hands, "I'm bothering you folks, I'm Xie Lingyu, people from the capital, come to distribute disaster relief funds today, please forgive me."

Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Everyone has heard of Mr. Xie's name for a long time, but seeing it now is really nothing to say.

Mo Suibu was not like the Lincheng faction, who informed the people of the matter early, which also relieved Xie Lingyu's burden, and the people had no hostility towards this young master who came to rescue the disaster.

But it's not that enthusiastic, after all, now that the house has been washed away by the flood, who can laugh?

Xie Lingyu didn't care about their reactions, but just glanced at the dilapidated surroundings, and ordered Mo Sui in a low voice, "We still have to renovate Xiaoyan Village. It is not easy to control the water, and there is no rush. Lord Mo, please take care of it." , the refurbished silver will be borne by me."

Mo Sui's eyes flashed with surprise, and he responded again and again, "Thank you son, the villain thanked you on behalf of the common people!"

Their voices were not loud, and only a few people nearby could hear them, but the villagers saw that Mr. Mo, who was usually calm and calm, was so happy. It was a good thing to think about it, and they couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation in their hearts.

On the contrary, Hu Mian raised his eyes and looked at him. There was a bit of ambiguity in his eyes, which was quite different from the rich and powerful in his eyes. In his hometown, the king was the sky, and the rich and powerful were clouds. Another generation.

But now he sees a different landscape.

Qingqiu Jue noticed his gaze, raised his eyebrows, ignored him, and let him ponder.

Xie Lingyu didn't bother the people, but just suggested renovations to Mo Sui, and that a row of houses could be built on the open space behind the village. Otherwise, if the flood control process didn't go well, several villagers' families would huddle together in one house , some friction can easily start a fire.

The corners of Mo Sui's mouth widened the more he listened, Xie Lingyu didn't even bat an eye when he talked about building a house, the most important thing he lacked these years was silver, no matter how many times Jin Chan hesitated to speak, Qingqiu Jue looked at him coldly She stared back and stood aside to feel the pain for him.

They had important matters to attend to, so it was inconvenient to stay for a long time. Xie Lingyu said goodbye to the villagers, and most of the villagers were willing to show the young master some face.

"My lord, please stay put. I will trouble you to help me in the future." Xie Lingyu said sincerely, cupping his hands.

Mo Sui was beaming with joy at this moment, and said sincerely, "It is my blessing to meet Mr. Xie!"

The two complimented each other for a moment, then Xie Lingyu left first.

Jin Chan happily followed, saying in his heart that he didn't expect to spend no money today, and when he turned his head, Qingqiu Jue grabbed the back of his neck.

"The money for building the house will be deducted from Jubao Pavilion." Qingqiu Jue whispered.

Jin Chan: "..."