Crossing town house man and wife

Although Yan Heng was still angry, Wu Ming's reminder still aroused his vigilance.

After Yaji entered the mansion, the maids and servants around her were all selected by the old lady herself. They were either the dowry brought by the old lady from her natal Wei family, or the daughters born of these dowries.It looks like a favor, but in fact, the old lady also knows that she can't support the wall with mud, so she can only find someone to help, so as to smoothly add obstacles to Yan Heng's mother and son.

It is precisely because neither Yan Heng nor the old lady cared about Ya Ji herself that she was able to live happily until now without being killed or defiled.But it is precisely because Ya Ji is really worthless, if she can ruin Yan Heng's new wife, and even pour a basin of sewage on Yan Heng and pull him down from the position of sheriff, then This deal is really profitable.

Maybe he should follow the example of the guy who killed the old lady, directly start from the source, and wipe out the entire Wei family.

Yan Heng thought like this, but he also knew that the Wei family was a big family in Liaodong, and it was deeply rooted. It doesn't mean that you can get rid of it if you get rid of it. You have to plan and prepare before you can do it. The most important thing right now is to get rid of the nails inside the county guard's mansion. After cleaning up, he can't worry about the fire in the backyard when he goes out to fight in the future.

Thinking of this, Yan Heng felt a little dissatisfied with his mother Ying.

Ying's planning is always too comprehensive, and this will inevitably delay time. Although his own side is more prepared, it will also provide opportunities for the enemy to take advantage of.

But Yan Heng has already entrusted the power of the inner court to the Ying family, so it is not easy to go against his mother.Besides, even if he took back the power, he couldn't take it over by himself. Could it be possible to transfer this power to the unreliable bastard "Ruan Orange" and make the already unstable backyard completely messed up?

The lesser of two evils, Yan Heng could only hold back his temper and give Ying some more trust.

When Yan Heng arrived at the Yilan Courtyard, Ying had just eaten the evening meal. Seeing that Yan Heng had come at this time, and he hadn't sent someone to report in advance, he couldn't help but bewildered: "What happened?"

"Yaji, who was supposed to be grounded, left the yard without authorization." Yan Heng said with a cold face, briefly describing what happened just now, only hiding the part where Wu Ming molested Yaji.

But after listening, Ying didn't show any anger, but smiled slightly, "Sure enough, I can't hold back anymore."

"What does mother mean?" Yan Heng was slightly startled, and then suddenly realized, "You did it on purpose?!"

Ying replied slowly: "There are many dark fires in this county guard's mansion. Instead of wasting energy searching around, it's better to use those fire primers to draw out these dark fires one by one, and then directly extinguish them."

"Isn't mother afraid of burning jade and stone together?" Yan Heng asked in a deep voice.

"Where is there jade, it's just some stones." Ying's smile didn't change.

Yan Heng said indifferently: "Mother, when Bian He offered jade, both King Li of Chu and King Wu of Chu thought it was a stone. Until King Wen ascended the throne, Fang Hui saw the pearl with his eyes and cut the precious jade."

Ying frowned immediately, "Heng Lang is dissatisfied with my treatment?"

"I entrust the power of the backyard to my mother, hoping that she can prevent problems before they happen and let me sit back and relax." Yan Heng stood up directly, "I hope my mother can remember my entrustment, don't let my loved ones suffer, and my enemies quick."

After finishing speaking, Yan Heng bowed and saluted, then turned and left without looking back.

Ying looked at his back expressionlessly, took a deep breath quickly, and said to the maid hiding aside: "Bring the pen, ink and silk."

"promise."

Leaving Yilan Courtyard, Yan Heng didn't go back directly to Wu Ming's side, turned around and went to the front yard, called Yao Zhong to the front, and asked him to re-investigate the situation of the Xikuan Courtyard, including their family members' recent situation and how many people they had. Years old no longer wet the bed and found out.

"My lord." Yao Zhong hesitated, "Now Mrs. Tai is taking care of government affairs, so it's not appropriate for me to intervene so rashly..."

Yan Heng asked coldly: "What did you do when the old lady took care of the sheriff's mansion?"

"but……"

"Just do it." Yan Heng interrupted coldly, "Also, add a few people inside and outside the Yilan courtyard to watch over the maids around my mother."

"Master?" Yao Zhong couldn't help being taken aback.

"Let's think of it as a rainy day." Yan Heng didn't want his mother and son to be suspicious, but when he remembered how the Ying family killed his father and pushed him to be the governor of Liaodong County, he had to worry that one day, for Let him and herself sit in another more honorable seat, and the Ying family will do more than just put Ruan Cheng to death.

Yao Zhong didn't ask any more questions, he bowed and agreed, and then went down to arrange staff.

Yan Heng called Zhuji in again and asked her to add some servants to Wu Ming's yard.

"It's not that Ma'am doesn't like it..." Zhuji hesitated just like Yao Chong who had just left.

"I'll explain it to him." After Ya Ji's incident, Yan Heng no longer intends to indulge Wu Ming, "No maids, just assign a few more strong servants to watch the door during the day and do chores. "

"No." Zhuji responded, but then raised her head and said, "My lord, where is the servant?"

Yan Heng was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that Zhu Ji was kicked out by Wu Ming too.

Originally, he was thinking that Wu Ming didn't have a capable maid by his side, so he deliberately sent his reliable confidant who had served him for many years.I didn't think Wu Ming didn't appreciate it, and I didn't know why, but I was disgusted with Zhuji.Based on his current understanding of Wu Ming, if he just sent some women there, Wu Ming would complain at most; if Zhuji was also sent back, Wu Ming would have to fight him.

Although Yan Heng didn't think that Wu Ming could really "kill" Zhuji to death, he also didn't want the maid who had been with him for more than ten years to be wronged for no reason. He wanted her to return to serve in his yard when he suddenly had a thought , remembered a better place to go.

"By the way, who is presiding over the Xikuanyuan?" Yan Heng asked.

"Aunt Ping next to Madam."

"You go to her... Forget it, you can go directly to Ru Ji's courtyard." Yan Heng said, "Keep an eye on Ru Ji's belly, and help me keep an eye on the people in Xikua courtyard."

"promise."

After arranging many trivial matters, it was already sunset outside.

When Yan Heng returned to Wu Ming's small courtyard, he found that he hadn't eaten yet, and was lying on the table in the main hall with a dull expression on his face. When he saw himself entering the door, he straightened up and asked, "Can you eat?"

I don't know why, but upon hearing Wu Ming's question, Yan Heng's residual anger immediately dissipated, and his gloomy mood suddenly became brighter.

"Well, let someone deliver the food." Yan Heng walked to Wu Ming's side and sat down on the other side of the table.

Wu Ming immediately shouted to the door: "Tortoiseshell, ask the sweet-scented osmanthus to serve!"

"No!" Tortoise, who is currently a full-time gatekeeper, responded and left.

Wu Ming turned around, looked at Yan Heng carefully, and quickly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Calm down?"

Yan Heng squinted his eyes and didn't answer. He just felt itchy in his palms, and wanted to pull Wu Ming into his arms, tear off his pants, and slap his white and round buttocks hard.

Wu Ming was totally unconscious, and continued on his own: "If you calm down, let's talk about something serious."

"What's the 'right' thing for you?" Yan Heng asked blankly.

"Get the medicine." Wu Ming didn't make any detours, "You promised me to go to the medicine store to pick the medicine, but you can't count on your words."

Yan Heng was slightly taken aback, "Urgent?"

"At least I feel very anxious." Wu Ming nodded solemnly, "Since the two of us will inevitably fight again in the future, I have to improve my skills as soon as possible to avoid being bullied by you."

"..."

Wu Ming spoke so bluntly, but Yan Heng didn't know what to say.

"Hey, give me an answer, don't keep silent!" Wu Ming urged.

"Eat first." Yan Heng said indifferently, "Then I will take you there."

"It's a deal!" Wu Ming's expression immediately brightened.

After dinner, Wu Ming took the prescription he had just written, and went with Yan Heng to the medicinal material storehouse of the Sheriff's Mansion.

The reserves of the Sheriff's Mansion are naturally not comparable to that of a small military camp. After Wu Ming went in and walked around, although he couldn't make up the best ratio for the medicinal bath, the most important medicinal materials were all gone. They were found, and they were all wild, so the effect would not be worse than the instant products cultivated by later generations.

More importantly, besides saltpeter, Wu Ming also discovered trona, sulfur and gypsum.With these, he can prepare gunpowder and order tofu.

Wu Ming didn't ask Yan Heng to help him find the rest of the medicinal materials, but just swept away the found things, and then went back to the yard contentedly.

Yan Heng was still keeping his filial piety, and he couldn't have sex with anyone for a year. After returning to the county guard's mansion, it was not easy to spend the night in Wu Ming's yard, so he just sat in Wu Ming's room for a while and then got up and left.

Naturally, Wu Ming would not say anything to persuade him to stay, he sent him away with a smile, turned around and asked Osmanthus to prepare hot water.

The so-called medicated bath is not just throwing the medicinal materials into hot water to take a bath. Many medicinal materials have to be washed, sliced, crushed and other pre-treatments. There are two special ones that need to be squeezed and soaked with spiritual power.

By the time Wu Ming was ready, the hot water in the small kitchen had already boiled three times.

Wu Ming personally brought back the hot water, mixed the treated medicinal bath materials with the hot water, and used spiritual power and spells for post-processing.

A bucket of medicinal soup took shape quickly, and Wu Ming immediately took off his clothes and jumped into the tub.

This soak lasted for three hours, until the essence in the medicinal soup was completely absorbed, Wu Ming reluctantly climbed out of the tub, and rinsed off the medicinal residue on his body with cold water.

Jinjiaoyinjiao and the others were driven back to sleep by Wu Ming, and Wu Ming didn't bother to tidy up. He just wrapped a white cloth around his waist that was originally used to wipe himself according to the custom of later generations and left the clean room.

But as soon as he entered the inner room, Wu Ming was startled by the extra figure on the bed.

Taking a closer look, it was Yan Heng.

"Why are you back?" Wu Ming asked in astonishment, "When did you come in?"

"Half an hour ago." Yan Heng sat up and stretched out his hand to pull Wu Ming to the side of the bed, "Don't worry, I didn't disturb your maid, and I won't let them know when I leave tomorrow morning."

"What is this?" Wu Ming rolled his eyes, "Secret meeting in the middle of the night?"

"I want to have a dream, but I don't know if the goddess can be sincere?" Yan Heng hugged Wu Ming and asked with raised eyebrows.

"What?!" Wu Ming was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that Yan Heng was flirting with him with the allusion of King Xiang's Dream Goddess, and immediately curled his lips and said, "Then go dream first, and you will know the answer when you wake up from the dream. "

Yan Heng was speechless, and finally raised his hand uncontrollably, and slapped Wu Ming's butt twice, "Can't you say something nice?"

"Actually, it sounds best when I don't speak, believe it or not?" Wu Ming refastened the towel that was loosened by Yan Heng, and said to Yan Heng half-truthfully.

"Believe." Yan Heng nodded, thinking, not only is it best to listen to nothing, you are only loved when you are asleep.

"Stop talking nonsense, and go to bed quickly." Wu Ming yawned, "Having said that, you won't come here every day in the middle of the night, will you go at dawn?"

"Is it not good?" Yan Heng moved his hand from Wu Ming's waist to his back.

"I don't care, but aren't you tired?" Wu Ming asked.

"It's rare that you care about me... Huh?" Yan Heng was about to tease, but the touch under his fingertips made him startled.

Yan Heng has touched Wu Ming's body more than once. Although it is not rough, it is not smooth, but at this moment, the skin touched by his fingers is as thick as fat, so tender that it will break at the touch of a finger.

Yan Heng immediately lowered his head, and looked at Wu Ming again by the moonlight outside the window.

When he saw this, he looked straight.

The half-naked Wu Ming is like an egg that has been peeled off its shell, so smooth and tender that one can't wait to swallow him in one bite.

Yan Heng couldn't help but move his Adam's apple slightly, his eyes revealed a fierce look.

Wu Ming felt hairy all over his body when he saw him, and he shivered unconsciously, "Hey, what are you looking at?"

"Sweetie." Yan Heng turned his arms and hugged Wu Ming horizontally, "Let me eat you!"

"Hey?!"