Canghe

Many things in this world are without warning, they happen suddenly, disappear suddenly, and make people collapse suddenly.

In other words, we can't control many things. Maybe today you are walking on the road in high spirits, but tomorrow you will be hit by a carriage and break your leg.You can't make the sun rise from the north, you can't even control your own destiny, look how pale those things are.

You always want to grab something desperately to bring yourself a sense of security, but it is in vain.You carefully set up the building blocks, and the next moment, it may fall down, and no one can give you a sense of security.

And some people, they are not reconciled, they want to control, maybe because of justice, maybe because of interests, because of personal enmity... because of too many things.

People don't know what they are after, that is a kind of tragedy.But if people are too clear about what they want, it is also a tragedy in disguise.

People are irrational, and if you try to go against it and become rational, you will suffer because you will inevitably lose.Maybe it's the price of inhumanity.Sadly, there is no way you can predict everything before it happens.

With Golden Oak contributing to the flames in Tingwei Mansion, it couldn't be easier to turn their attention to the bandits.

And if, unfortunately, Gongsun is seen and reported in his heart, then layer by layer, it will always reach the ears of the little emperor, who is not a gentle person by nature.

And if something unpleasant happened to him that day, such as his beloved concubine being found having an affair with someone else, then he would be furious.

And if he is a person who can blame others, then what will happen when Li Maoding reports Gongsun's affairs?In other words, what will be waiting for the court that lost Prime Minister Gongsun, the man who went through the needle and saved the day?

......

Mi Zhu has not been found yet, but Wei Yuan seems to be no longer worried, because Cang Lan discovered that Wei Yuan has recently become obsessed with that noodle soup dumpling—maybe it was because a certain cang tortoise took him to eat once. Every day, Wei Yuan took Cang Lan to the noodle soup dumpling shop, but most of the time, they ended in failure.Only very occasionally.

For example, I heard that the emperor's favorite concubine died of illness suddenly.For example, I heard that Li Maoding from Tingwei Mansion took Jin Yue, who was in the limelight recently, to suppress the bandits.

"Brother Cang Lan~" Cang Lan's eyebrows twitched when he heard the slow, playful tone.

Sure enough, Wei Yuan wandered in from the courtyard gate, "Today's draw is lucky, and it's good luck to go out. Brother Cang Lan, why don't you go?"

Cang Lan shivered for no reason, trying to shake off the goose bumps on her body, "... let's go."

"Oh——" Wei Yuan's sigh was not over yet, and the ending sound suddenly raised, "Eh? What are you talking about?" He widened his eyes, "Yo, I looked at the sky and it didn't rain red~"

Cang Lan glanced at him coldly, Wei Yuan immediately silenced, bent over and made a "please—" gesture.Cang Lan ignored him and went out alone.

"Brother Canglan, wait for my servant~"

Cang Lan felt a chill again.

Cang Lan felt that the noodles in soup dumplings would still be as delicious as ever—if he didn't have a noisy Wei Yuan by his side.

"Hey, brother Cang Lan, do you think you have more bowls than me? Hey! It must be the proprietress who thinks you are taller."

"But in fact, I'm quite strong. My mother said that when I was young, I could beat up all the children in the village... I don't know how my mother is now, alas!"

"Look at such delicious dumplings, why don't you want to order them more times!"

"Wow, brother Cang Lan, do you see the shape of these two pieces of coriander is very interesting?"

"Brother Cang Lan, why don't you talk? Don't you like the dumplings in powder soup? Is there too much vinegar added, which doesn't suit your appetite?"

Cang Lan, however, unusually did not interrupt Wei Yuan's nonsense.After eating the dumplings, he put down his chopsticks and took out a few ingots of broken silver.Wei Yuan's eyes widened: "Hey, brother Cang Lan, wait a minute, dumplings in powder soup won't cost so much."

Cang Lan ignored him, and put the silver on the table.

Wei Yuan was heartbroken when he saw it: "So much money... I know you have money, but you don't take it with you... Don't want it for nothing, you might as well give it to me!"

"...Here I am." Cang Lan stood up and straightened her clothes.

"Eh? Really?" Wei Yuan looked at Cang Lan's expression, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly regret it, and took all the "stolen money" on the table into his arms.After counting the points, he smiled and said, "Is this something good?"

Cang Lan looked at him, and said, "Don't come to me again, just treat it as my repayment for buying me noodles soup dumplings." After finishing speaking, she turned around and left.

"What, what?" Wei Yuan was still a little dazed, Cang Lan had already gone a long way in a daze, he quickly got up and chased after him, but he didn't know when he had offended this evil spirit.Wei Yuan chased him out of breath, but he didn't catch up -- after all, Cang Lan had practiced martial arts, and he walked like flying. It was really difficult for ordinary people to catch up with him. Usually, he deliberately slowed down and waited for Wei Yuan. That's all.

Wei Yuan stopped slowly, a little dazed, and suddenly kicked the ground hard. "Aw—" kicked hard, and there was a crisp click on the ankle... Wei · unlucky boy · Yuan just like that abruptly mutilated himself.I don't know who said "It's a good time to travel" today.

Wei Yuan never went to Cang Lan's yard again - of course Cang Lan didn't know that it was because of a sprained ankle that he couldn't walk because it was so swollen.Cang Lan slowly returned to her cold and alone appearance, still keeping strangers away.

When Wei Yuan took care of his swollen trotter feet, he felt like a mushroom growing on the bed—the kind that couldn't bask in the sun.Every day he can't stop begging his "colleagues" to tell him about the new things that happen every day, whether it's a trivial matter or a major national event passed on from the court, he listens with gusto, and he collects these interesting things, When the illness recovers, I will tell Cang Lan who "stays at home".

Wei Yuan was lying on the bed, thinking carefully about how Gongsun was resurrected, which was a challenging question for his IQ, when Wei Jiang came to him.Using Wei Unlucky Boy Yuan's not-so-sophisticated head, Wei Yuan came to a conclusion: Wei Jiang is not in a good mood now, and he is still a little anxious—mostly because he is here for him.Although Wei Yuan thought about it, he couldn't figure out why.

"Wei San'er?" Wei Jiang called him uncertainly.

"Uh..." Wei Yuan struggled for a moment, but said honestly, "It's Wei Yuan..." Then he quickly added, "But you can also call me Wei Yuan."

"Well," Wei Jiang didn't pay much attention, and immediately moved on to the next topic, "Do you know where Cang Lan has gone?"

Cang Lan?Two people who usually can't get along with each other... Wei Yuan was a little at a loss, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Wei Jiang confirmed, "Did he mention where he was going recently?"

"no"

"..." Wei Yuan felt that he could see in Wei Jiang's eyes that he hated iron and steel, "Don't you often go to him?"

"...I'm hurt." Wei Xiaofriend Yuan pointed at his pig's trotters innocently.

It took Wei Jiang a lot of strength to control himself from rolling his eyes, and turned around to leave.

"Hey—" Wei Yuan howled, "What's wrong, brother Cang Lan?"

"The young master wants to find him."