my voice is poisonous

Wen Qinru always obeyed Wen Yu's words, she stayed in the house for a few days without going out, and only sewed winter clothes for Wen Yu at ease.

Wen Yu also had nothing to do all day long at Sitiantai, so he could continue to find an empty place to drink tea and read a book after ordering a meal.

He didn't read many books at the foot of the West Mountain, and when he came to Sitiantai, he often nestled in the library for a whole day, and no one in Sitiantai paid any attention to him.

After lunch and lunch break, Wen Yuwo was in the library with a musty smell and got a headache. Seeing that the sun was shining outside, he picked up the few unfinished books on his lap and planned to go outside.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into a colleague who was looking for him. He raised his head anxiously and said, "Master Wen, my wife gave birth, and my family wants me to go back immediately, but I haven't finished the business at hand yet." Done, can you do one or two for me?"

Wen Yu is a well-known idler of Si Tiantai, and also the Si Tianjian handpicked by His Majesty, only one rank lower than Si Tiantai's official position, and his fame is greater than his talent.

That person had nowhere to go, and had no one to trust, so he had to come to Wen Yu for help at the risk.

Wen Yu didn't hesitate, put the scroll under his arm, took a few pages from his hand, and asked, "What do you want me to do for you?"

"That's right, my lord, here are the birthdays of three men and one woman. Your Majesty wants me to calculate the marriages of those three men and that woman one by one." Yu explained the explanation in detail,

He also told him, "Tomorrow morning, I will present it to the Holy Majesty. It is best to finish it today and send it to your lord for review."

Wen Yu bowed his head to express his understanding, and flipped through the few pieces of paper with birthdays written on them.

Seeing that he agreed, the colleague bowed and thanked him, made a hasty bow, turned around and ran away, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

While looking at the horoscope, Wen Yu walked along the corridor to find an empty table. The colleague was also very considerate, stacking the birthdays of the three men on top of each other, and separated the last woman's horoscope with a blank paper. The colleague at the bottom of the page has already written a list of critical words.

Wen Yu flipped through the first three pictures, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his heart was sure, these three people's horoscopes are one of Luma Peiyin, one of general star's land, and one of assistant prime minister. Most likely, they are all the prince's aides.

I don't know which official lady the emperor wants to marry to consolidate the crown prince's power. Thinking of this, Wen Yu turned over the last piece of paper and was stunned at a glance. It was - Wen Qinru's horoscope!

He Minzhi really made a move...

Wen Yu only felt that at that moment, there seemed to be a sudden wind blowing from all directions, filling the entire corridor in an instant.

"Master Wen?" Someone passed by and saw him standing still, standing in the corridor and softly called out, "Master Wen?"

Wen Yu turned her head when she heard the sound, and nodded at him expressionlessly.

"Are you okay?" The man hesitated with a smile, "I don't think you feel well?"

"It's a bit... It's a bit cold, maybe I don't wear enough clothes." Wen Yu's face was pale and ugly, and the color of his lips was not normal. He deliberately shivered and his upper and lower teeth chattered intermittently Said softly, "I've got to come in and get warm."

"Hey, it's not very good today, you go slowly and have a good rest, your illness is just right." The man said with concern without doubting him.

Wen Yu tightened his fingers, and waited for the man to leave, then folded the few pages of paper he was holding tightly and put them in his arms.

Wen Yu found an empty table that no one was using, packed a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, wrapped a bag with rice paper, and hurried back to the bookstore.

He spread the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the floor of the pavilion, rubbed the nib with the ink, knelt down on the ground in a careless manner, bent half of his body, took out the few pieces of paper in his arms, and did as his colleague did. After writing the commentary, I continued to copy the man's handwriting.

Wen Qinru did not agree with the first two men's horoscopes, so Wen Yu truthfully wrote the four characters "Xing Chong Huo" on it, and when he looked closely at the horoscope of the third man, he immediately judged that this probably was that. Song Xiao's.

He frankly told Wen Qinru a few days ago that she and Song Xiao were indeed destined to each other, and it was obvious that his intervention once failed to completely break their fate. Wen Yu frowned and bit the back of the brush. After thinking for a moment, he resolutely started to write again.

He only concluded the good side of Wen Qinru and Song Xiao's marriage with "husband and wife respect each other as guests and have a son", while the bad side was exaggerated and all attributed to Wen Qinru's harm to Song Xiao.

Ordinary people may criticize them, and they will only use the sentence "Although the daily branch conflicts with each other, the male fate may be able to resolve the conflict, and turn the danger into good luck", while Wen Yu generously used pen and ink to describe Wen Qin as if it were the same. Categorized in the "Keff" category.

It was only after Wen Yu finished the remark with more fuel and vinegar that he finally let out a sigh of relief. If today's affairs were really done by that colleague, Wen Qinru would probably marry Song Xiao soon.

Wen Yu lowered his head and dried the handwriting on the three pieces of paper, and then used rice paper to send the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that came along to avoid the crowd, and sent them back the same way without anyone noticing.

Wen Yu clutched his masterpiece, thinking that no matter how much his colleague begged for help, he would not be so bold as to ask for a little help, so he still put on his usual calm demeanor, went to the front of the big man's room, and raised his finger. Knock on the door.

When the door opened, Wen Yu raised both hands and respectfully handed the batch of good horoscopes to Mr. Tidian, and lied without changing his face: "The official just met a colleague who was in a hurry to go home because his wife was about to give birth. If he is an official, he entrusts the next official to hand over the work he has finished to your lord."

On Mansi Tiantai, only Wen Yu is a loafer. He is not in the corridor basking in the sun on weekdays, but in the bookstore. To remind you that the adults do not doubt that he is there, he took the paper in his hand, said "Thank you", and exchanged a word with Wen Yu. Yi.

Wen Yu waited to remind the adults to close the door again, couldn't help clasping his hands together in front of his chest and shaking, talking to himself silently, raised his eyes to the sky and prayed: "Amitabha, goodness is goodness, the Jade Emperor is here, may you bless me Let's stop this matter, don't make any more troubles!"

*****

From the second day onwards, Wen Yu was in a state of insanity every day, and he still looked aloof and distant in front of others, but he was so anxious that his heart would jump out of him at any time.He sat in the bookstore, and the book he held in his hand couldn't turn a page a day.

Until one day, it was the beginning of winter, and news of Song Xiao's engagement to the Jiaojun was spreading throughout the court, and Wen Yu couldn't help pinching his fingers with joy, only then was he completely relieved.

He wiped his face, stood up from the rather cold floor of the bookstore, stamped his blood-sucking legs, and walked out of the Si Tiantai while holding the corridor all the way under his feet.

He lifted his foot step by step and moved down the steps, just in time to see Ren Canglan walking past him and about to turn into the street.

"Ren Canglan!" Wen Yu took the initiative to call Ren Canglan for the first time. Without waiting for Ren Canglan to turn his head, he quickly suppressed the joy in his heart, turned his voice back to his usual indifference, and continued in a rigid voice, "I haven't seen you for a long time. , the weather is getting cooler, my lord

How are you? "

Ren Canglan turned around and bowed to him from a distance, with an inscrutable expression, smiled a little narrowly at Wen Yu and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Wen looks pretty good."

Wen Yu tacitly returned a salute to him.

On the seventh day of the winter month, he was hired from General Song Xiao of the third rank Guide.

Three months later, on the tenth day of February, General Song married his new wife.

Another month, the late spring cold finally passed, the river water thawed, everything was full of vitality, and the capital was full of colorful flowers, and there was a good scene of spring everywhere.

Wen Yu took a rest that day, got up in the morning and put on some clothes and sat in front of the window to read a book. He didn't like to be served, and the servants in the mansion knew it well, and they just walked around the front yard without being summoned. Someone went to his yard.

Unexpectedly, that early in the morning, someone stood in front of his door and tentatively called: "My lord, are you up?"

Wen Yu suddenly felt strange, he turned the page of the book with one hand, and randomly pinched his fingers with the other. When he answered, his fingers froze in amazement and looked up instantly.

"My lord," said the servant who came to call him, "There is a young master surnamed Yan visiting outside the door, claiming to be your old friend, look——"

Before he finished speaking, the door of the room in front of him was opened. Wen Yu had an unbelievable expression on his face. He stepped out of the door and passed by the stunned servant. Can't pick it up.

Wen Yu walked quickly through most of the courtyard, the maids in the front yard were startled when they saw him, and hurriedly saluted.

With a wave of his hand, Wen Yu didn't stop on his feet, but he went directly to the gate of the mansion, and opened the heavy maroon wooden door by himself.

Outside the gate, stood a handsome young man in a plain cloth robe, with a twisted bun on his head with a wooden hairpin, he was standing at the foot of the steps with a donkey in his hand, when he saw Wen Yu coming out, he looked up at him, Wei Wei softly said with some embarrassment and hesitation:

"All the seeds you gave me have grown into trees and blossomed. The scenery is just as you said, it is really beautiful. I want you to see it too, but how come

I can't wait for you to come back, so I want to tell you personally, so I came here. "

At that moment, Wen Yu felt that the winter of that year was not too cold, and the spring seemed to come late and just right.

Seeing him standing still without saying a word, Yan Qingjiang became more and more nervous. He couldn't help but licked his chapped lips, lowered his eyes, seemed aggrieved and disappointed.

A magpie flew over from nowhere, flew all the way at low altitude, and suddenly landed on a stone lion in front of the Wen Mansion. It raised its head and was caught off guard and called twice, its clear and monotonous voice immediately Wen Yu trembled in fright and woke up.

Wen Yu was relieved from the surprised expression, he walked down the steps slowly, stood in front of the young young master, smiled back and said: "Yes, I heard."

The author has something to say:

Gongshou is in the same frame, um, we are going to enter the modern part too.