treacherous beauty

On the day of the seventh day of the lunar new year, Wei Xuanlang took time to visit Xiao's mansion. As soon as he came in, he saw the thin figure lying on the bed, covered by heavy light blue curtains.

He waved his hands to the servants, and sat in front of the desk in the outer room with his robe lifted, fingering the pen holder in a daze.

Xue Yong doesn't write, and no one touches the top-quality wolf. When the sheath is taken off, debris flies up when it dries up, scattered in the air, like fragments of old memories.

Wei Xuanlang took out one and moistened it in the brush washer, then carefully put it away and put it away.

He was too young when the Xiao family was in trouble, and he didn't even remember what kind of Langhao brush his elder brother Xiao Yan liked to use when writing, let alone which one of the hundreds of brushes left by the Xiao family was used by Xiao Yan. After all these years, every time he came here, he had to look at the writing brushes here. He was gone, and these things were barely fresh.

"My lord, I found out clearly." Murong Ting came in and whispered a few words in his ear in a very low voice.

After hearing this, Wei Xuanlang glanced inside, neither happy nor angry, only raised his eyebrows a little.

Xue Jiu was Jian Chengcong's man.

Sure enough, he is not someone who is waiting for nothing, he even bought the servants who grew up in Xue's mansion since he was a child, what a good trick!

It can be seen how many years he has been planning in secret.

"Young Master." Murong Ting raised his hand in a murderous motion.

Xue Yong was pushed out by Jian Chengcong this time. Although his trick can temporarily confuse the Chen and Wei families and make them uneasy, but after a long time, they may not find out the truth. From this point of view, Xue Yong is in danger.

It would be better for him to get rid of Xue Yong first, so that the Wei family can get out of the whirlpool.

Anyway, Xue Yong has nothing to do with the Xiao family.

Wei Xuanlang glanced at him: "It's up to you."

Murong Ting: "..."

Young Master, but why did you come here so early in the morning?

It seems that he cares about Mr. Xue very much.

He dared not move.

Xue Yong fell into a deep sleep, breathing softly and steadily. He didn't wake up until Wei Xuanlang and Murong Ting had finished speaking. He opened his eyes and saw the shining figure outside. He smiled lightly and said, "Fei Qing is here?"

Wei Xuanlang didn't like being called by others, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said: "Murong Ting, you go out first."

Murong Ting: "..."

Xue Yong put on his outer shirt and came out, said with a smile: "I have been lying on the bed for dozens of days, and I only found out that I was in the Xiao Mansion last night."

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes were like black ink, and he looked at Wei Xuanlang with interest.

"The Wei family and the Xiao family are old friends, Mr. Xue doesn't know?" Wei Xuanlang's brows raised a little coolness.

Xue Yong moved closer, and slowly said: "The Xiao family's mansion is not dilapidated at all, it can be seen that General Wei has never forgotten this place for many years."

Wei Xuanlang looked at him, and heard Xue Yong continue to say: "Little General Wei is so affectionate, it's really admirable, and I'm deeply impressed."

Wei Xuanlang's hand holding the cup remained motionless, neither speaking nor smiling.

Xue Yong smiled, and looked at him: "Little General Wei brought me to the Xiao residence, I don't know if Mr. Xiao Quan knows, will he be jealous?"

Wei Xuanlang continued to listen to him, without moving or getting angry.

Xue Yong shook his head with a smile, sat down opposite Wei Xuanlang, and was about to drink tea when he grabbed his wrist with one hand and forcibly took the tea cup away.

"Little General Wei?" Xue Yong smiled, grabbed a finger of his backhand, and rubbed it in his hand.

"You..." Wei Xuanlang froze, and flicked his tiger's mouth, Xue Yong's face paled in shock, and he let go of his hand instantly.

"Don't Mr. Xue think you are frivolous?"

Xue Yong stopped his charming smile: "Didn't General Wei come to flirt?"

Wei Xuanlang stood up abruptly, turned his back to him and said, "Tell me, was the Xiao family case 15 years ago the work of Jian Chengcong?"

"Little General Wei." Xue Yongfeng said calmly, "I was only seven years old 15 years ago, and I served with my father in Yongzhou, Hunan Province. I don't know much about the capital, let alone about the Xiao family."

Xue's family in Hanlin was noble and dignified. In the generation of his grandfather Xue Ninghai, the sons of the family made a big mistake while studying with the crown prince, and the whole family was ordered to move to Hunan. His father Xue Ruchang later found a county magistrate there. He has been living in Yongzhou until the fourth year of Yanning, that is, three years ago when he was the champion of high school, the Xue family secretly redeemed the ancestral house in Beijing, but the children of the Xue family never saw him again. back to Beijing.

Wei Xuanlang narrowed his eyes, and suddenly put a hand on his neck: "What is the relationship between the killer and Jing Zhen at that time?"

There is a shallow scar on the jade muscle, which can't be seen unless you look closely.

But the direction and location of this scar is too similar to the location where the murderer sealed his throat with a sword when the Xiao family was wiped out 15 years ago.On the day when more than 30 members of the Xiao family sealed the coffin, Wei Xianzhi specially used a handkerchief to draw a bloodstain from Xiao Yan's father's wound. Thinking about it carefully, the mark was very similar to the one on Xue Yong's neck.

Xue Yong pushed his hands away with all his strength: "Little General Wei, Mr. Jing is twenty and three this year, how old was he 15 years ago?"

How did an eight-year-old child kill more than 30 members of Xiao's family overnight?

This is ridiculous.

Of course Wei Xuanlang knew that this was impossible, but this rare clue made his heart ache: "Who is Jing Zhen's fencing master?"

"If General Wei can't find out, Xue will have no way of knowing." Xue Yong stroked the red mark on his wrist, and smiled wryly: "General Wei has really strong hands."

Wei Xuanlang glanced at his wrist, closed his fingers together, snorted coldly, and ignored him.

"Little General Wei will interrogate for the rest of the day. I have something to ask General Wei." Xue Yong saw that he was so awkward, and wanted to tease him. He smiled and said: "Kong Gong said that a gentleman does not deceive a dark room. Although I have no power to restrain a chicken, I still remember clearly what the little general did to me."

"Huh?" Wei Xuanlang glanced at him.

"Little General." Xue Yong weighed his clothes: "That day, the little general took off his clothes without saying a word, and today he is so close to each other, how dare I ask the little general if he will send it with a bank note?"

The more he spoke, the smoother he spoke, and the more he got used to cheating people.

Wei Xuanlang snorted coldly, his eyelids were slightly stained red, he was neither angry nor angry, so he coughed dryly and said, "Young Master Xue, let's have a good New Year here."

"Oh." Xue Yong replied thoughtfully: "I will be the bait for the little general in the Xiao residence, and I will be happy for it."

After all, lives are saved by others, and it is impossible not to repay the favor.

"Master Xue is a smart man." Wei Xuanlang said.

The gaze that stared at him was like a cold knife inch by inch.

Now that the words have been spoken, he doesn't need to hide any more. He put Xue Yong here just to see how many people still surfaced.

"Too much reputation." Xue Yong nodded his forehead with his hands, feeling cold feet, and went straight to the top of his head, his eyes fixed on Wei Xuanlang even tighter, and he said casually: "If there is nothing else, please go back, the family is still here." Waiting for the little general to have lunch."

Grandpa is going to see off guests.

Wei Xuanlang's handsome eyes froze, he flicked his arrow sleeves suddenly, and left with his hands behind his back.

***

The New Year in Beijing is lively, with banquets everywhere, and music and music every night. Starting from New Year’s Eve, every night after nightfall, fireworks rise one after another in the sky over Beijing, melting gold and silver, and shining brightly. , all night long.

On the night of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Gongsun Feng, the shopkeeper of Gongsun's old shop, climbed over the wall and came in, his eyes were red: "Qingyan, you have been fishing for another year."

After hearing about Xue Yong's incident, he was secretly sad for several days. He begged his grandpa to tell his grandma everywhere, but he didn't see his life. In desperation, he wanted to buy a gravestone for his friend.

Xue Yong: "..."

The souls that have only been assembled for a few days almost scattered again.

"Yuebai, how did you come in?"

Could it be that the members of the Wei family can't withdraw?

"I stepped on it a few days ago, just a few useless boys." Don't even think about stopping him, Mr. Gongsun.

The seriousness on Xue Yong's face flashed by, and he salivated at his face and flattered Gongsun Feng: "Brother Yuebai is so majestic."

Most of them were deliberately let in by the people of Weifu, maybe there are ears on the beams at this moment.

"Drink some wine?" Gongsun Feng was very proud, shaking the roast chicken and carved flowers that he took out from his arms: "It's good to celebrate the New Year."

Xue Yong caged a pot of silver charcoal, and after sitting down, exchanged some greetings, and then said: "Yuebai, I will add another year in the coming year, it's time to get married."

Gongsun Feng had something important to say to him, but when he saw Xue Yong winking, he changed his words, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, poured himself another glass, shook his head, and said:

"The years in the middle of Beijing make people grow old. I am the one who wakes up early and waits until late, bends down to welcome guests, and someone who is married to me is ready to do laundry and mend... Alas, it's the same thing if you marry or not."

As the words fell into his ears, Xue Yong did not touch his lips, and looked straight at him with his eyes: "Don't talk about women, even men, when they see Yuebai, they still fall in love with Yuebai. There is no reason to underestimate it."

"Let's get together?" Gongsun Feng looked at Xue Yong affectionately.

Hey, don't tell me, this man looks at men, maybe he can't make eye contact, he really has such a fucking daydream.

Xue Yong looked at him with a chill, and closed his eyes suddenly: "Drink, drink."

The two chatted, talking about everything from all over the world, until the night was as dark as ink, and the sound of three beating gongs was heard in the distance, and it was already the third watch.

"Yuebai should go back." Xue Yong pinched Gongsunfeng's wrist and said.

Gongsun Feng was still not satisfied, he took Xue Yong's hand, looked at each other for a while, and said with a smile: "Brother, let's go now."

He already knew the words Xue Yong wrote on his palm.

Staring at the palace.

Gongsun Feng breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the door, held Xue Yong mysteriously and said, "I heard that Wei Si was shot by an arrow on the battlefield many years ago, and half of his face was ruined. , What a poor man."

I don't know if I should wear a mask to face the bride in the wedding night with the princess.

Xue Yong paused, his eyes slightly raised: "No, no."

Gongsun Feng covered his mouth: "My young master, please keep your voice down."

Let others hear them talking about Wei Xuanlang.

"Yuebai doesn't know something." Xue Yong ignored him, and said openly: "The frontier is very windy and frosty, and ordinary people have to smear oil on their faces to protect their faces before going out. General Wei is busy with military affairs, and he has no wives and concubines to take care of daily life. , how easy it is naturally.”

Wearing a mask on your face is much easier than smearing it every day.

I heard that sterling silver also has the effect of anti-virus, insect-proof and skin-care.

The author has something to say: Today is another day of asking for money, bow down!

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small theater:

Murong Ting: Young Master, have you been bent by Beauty Xue today?

Wei Xuanlang: What is Bending?

Murong Ting: ...

Another day to hold high the banner of socialist brotherhood.