Reborn as the favorite of the cold-faced general

Ye Huaiyun's heart was hanging in his throat, and he just waited for him to answer, but Chu Tingyun threw the question back calmly.

"Where is your Highness? Do you believe that there is a redemption or revenge in the world?"

"It's lonely..." Ye Huaiyun paused, glanced at Chu Tingyun and changed his words again: "I asked you first."

"You asked first, so naturally you answered first." Chu Tingyun is used to talking nonsense.

Ye Huaiyun couldn't talk him out of it, so she could only say, "I believe it."

Chu Tingyun suddenly smiled, "Then I believe it too."

What he said seemed to be saying, because you said it, so I believe you, making it difficult for Ye Huaiyun to distinguish again.

Just as he was muttering, "Ah—" the terrified screams of several people behind him pierced their eardrums.

Ye Huaiyun was still a little dazed, but his reaction was unavoidably slow. Just as he was about to turn to look back, he felt his waist tighten, and Chu Tingyun pulled him into his arms and quickly retreated to the side of the road.

The warm summer wind filled the wide-sleeved robe, exuding a very faint fragrance of wildflowers, Ye Huaiyun couldn't help but leaned closer and sniffed lightly before pulling away from Chu Tingyun's cool palm on his side.

He raised his eyes and saw that a young man in luxurious clothes galloped past on the road where he was standing just now on a black steed.Pedestrians moved to the sides one after another, and the vendors also moved to the side protecting their belongings, but the expression on their faces was a little strange.

"This man is interesting." Chu Tingyun glanced in the direction of the horse's hooves.

Ye Huaiyun frowned and looked at the dusty layer of dust on her shoe, "What's so interesting?"

Chu Tingyun noticed his eyes lingering, and immediately squatted down and patted the ashes for him with his black robe, "I dare not even do such a thing as riding a horse in the street. How dare he dare to be so confident. It can be seen that there is a platform behind him." of."

"You..." Ye Huaiyun lowered his head to see his meticulous movements, he was a little surprised and speechless for a while, this person is clearly obsessed with cleanliness...

Chu Tingyun slowly raised his head amidst his surprise, there was not even a slight crease between his brows.

Ye Huaiyun met his eyes, as if he didn't even own his tongue, and said nonsense for no reason: "What do you mean, is it because I can't support you?"

Hearing this, Chu Tingyun nodded pretending to be confused, and said seriously: "If you are willing, I will take you along the street for a gallop?"

Ye Huaiyun: "..." No, he refused.

This is called knowing the law and breaking the law, and committing the same crime as the common people.

The conversation between the two happened to fall into the ears of a peddler next to him, and the man reminded out of kindness: "My lords, you can't talk nonsense."

Ye Huaiyun looked strangely at the person who suddenly spoke up, "Why?"

"The two sons are from other places." The shopkeeper said with an old-fashioned look on his face, "In our Tongpeng City, no one dares to be so domineering except for the young master of the Jia family just now."

Ye Huaiyun showed suspicion, the peddler was also acquainted, and before they could ask, he continued: "Just take the city as an example, nearly [-]% of the shops are owned by the Jia family, plus the hundred acres outside the city The farmland can be said to be a wealth of wealth, and even the magistrate of the county has to be respected seven points. So, the two young masters must not follow the behavior of those noble people, and be careful not to cause trouble."

Hearing this, before Ye Huaiyun could say a word about oppressing people with money, Chu Tingyun rolled his eyes sarcastically, "Officials and businessmen protect each other."

"Who says it's not!" The salesman finally seized an opportunity to spit out his bitterness, and he continued to talk more and more: "Young master, if you walk a little further, you can see a gambling house, which also belongs to Jia's family. I don't know how many people have been harmed." Hard-earned money, Young Master Jia should be going to the casino again right now."

Setting up a private gambling house is a violation of the Great Chen Law. Ye Huaiyun finally looked no longer as relaxed as he was at first, and nodded, "Thank you Xiaolang for letting me know."

The salesman waved his hand, expressing that there is no need to say thanks.

Ye Huaiyun was dressed in a water-green silk dress with jade around her waist, making a crisp ringing sound as she walked in the market.He had already forgotten to find out whether Chu Tingyun had memories of his previous life, and his mind was in a mess right now.

Although I have been a member of the royal family for two lifetimes, but in my previous life I was really a salted fish, and I didn't understand anything.In this life, I have grown up a bit, learning to read papers without food and clothes, and know that Dachen’s national power is not strong, but I don’t know that the rot of a big tree actually starts from the roots.

After his rebirth, he always wanted to rectify the power of the court, but he never saw the people.

Chu Tingyun looked at the steps of the people walking beside him. He didn't say a word for a long time, so he opened his lips and said, "It's still early, do you want to go somewhere else?"

"Anything is fine." Ye Huaiyun replied absent-mindedly.

Chu Tingyun thought for a while: "Then go to Pan's house in the south of the city to have a look."

Now Ye Huaiyun pulled Shensi back from Jiuxiao, "Why did you think of going to Pan Xiuxiu's house?"

"Because you want to go." Chu Tingyun turned his head, his eyes fell on his face, and he said simply.

Ye Huaiyun was a little surprised, "You...how did you see that?"

Chu Tingyun still had a casual expression, "Of course I can see it with my eyes."

Knowing that he was used to talking nonsense when he was idle, Ye Huaiyun tilted his head, his eyes were as soft as drizzle, and fell on the corners of the peach blossom eyes that covered the bright vermilion, as if something was quietly growing in the bottom of his heart.

Then I heard Chu Tingyun walking in front and continued: "You can't even ask the family members to confirm the identity of the deceased, so you can jump to conclusions. It can be seen that you can't trust that Wang Xiangshan."

"En." Ye Huaiyun nodded, trying not to fluctuate her tone of voice according to her mood.

In a narrow alley in the south of the city, there are dilapidated and simple low bungalows, which can be seen as the residences of poor families.

Pan Xiuxiu's home is easy to find. It's at the deepest part of the alley. Ye Huaiyun knocked on the door twice, and the half-closed wooden door opened by itself, making an old "squeak" sound. .

At a glance, there is not even a piece of open space, and two connected tile houses are regarded as one family.The room was dark and damp, and a few patched coarse linen clothes were drying on one side of the wall.

On the wooden table lay a middle-aged man, who was the father of the deceased, Pan Han.

Hearing the human voice, Pan Han suddenly raised his head and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"People from the imperial court." Chu Tingyun sat down at the table unceremoniously. He always had a cold face to people other than Ye Huaiyun, and he didn't bother to give any good looks.

There was some wine liquid left in the ceramic bowl on the table, but the wine was not a good wine, and the smell of the wine was a bit pungent.

Hearing that they were from the imperial court, Pan Han's figure sitting on the bench shook in panic.

It wasn't until Ye Huaiyun spoke that his clear voice eased the atmosphere a little, "Don't be afraid, old man, we're just here to ask about your daughter."

"Xiuxiu?" Pan Han's hangover and blurred eyes were obviously full of vigilance.

Ye Huaiyun roughly and briefly described the clothing and appearance of the female corpse that could still be seen clearly.

"It's my daughter." Pan Han hiccupped, "What's wrong with her?"

Ye Huaiyun couldn't bear it, and slowed down her tone, "We found her body outside the city."

"Corpse?" Pan Han suddenly sobered up and murmured tentatively, "Dead...dead?"

Ye Huaiyun met his sad gaze, and nodded hopelessly, "We initially suspect that Miss Pan was killed by Zhong Gui, who eloped with her."

Pan Han opened his mouth, covered his face and sobbed loudly: "Xiu Xiu——"

Seemingly losing control of his emotions, Pan Han grabbed the arm of Chu Tingyun who was closest to him with his backhand. Ye Huaiyun frowned slightly, and Chu Tingyun, who never liked being touched, even slapped it away with his palm.

"My condolences to the old man, the government will definitely find out the truth." Ye Huaiyun could only comfort him in this way at this time, but Pan Han still broke down in tears.

At this moment, a weak female cough suddenly came from the back room, "Ahem...cough..."

Ye Huaiyun subconsciously turned her head to the side, and Pan Han hurriedly explained in a muffled voice: "The house is a lowly family member with weak bones and bedridden all year round. Don't tell her about the embroidery, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear the blow."

Ye Huaiyun said "Okay" very understandingly, and seeing Pan Han's family was completely desolate, losing his only daughter and his wife was sick, he couldn't bear it, so he took out a tea-white brocade purse embroidered with crane patterns, and put it in the bag. In front of Pan Han, it was regarded as a little kindness for him to supplement the family.

After everything was settled properly, he and Chu Tingyun both bid farewell.

Walking out of the narrow alley of Pan's house, the light suddenly became much brighter. Chu Tingyun casually broke off a section of wicker from the crooked willow tree by the side of the road and twirled it to play with it. Find out?"

Ye Huaiyun hesitated and shook his head, "That's not true. Since the government has written the filing documents, it will investigate further."

His words caused Chu Tingyun to laugh for a while: "If you could have trusted Wang Xiangshan to find out, you wouldn't have agreed to come to Pan's house just now. Don't tell me that you came here to give comfort because you have too much money to spend. "

Ye Huaiyun was also amused when he heard the words, "When did you understand my mind so well?"

"Forget it, you better stop talking." But he didn't wait for Chu Tingyun to answer, he immediately took over his own words, and blocked the thin lips that had just been opened by the person behind him.

Now he seemed to be able to imagine with his eyes closed what inconsequential words this man would say.

Chu Tingyun shrugged, noncommittal.

He glanced at the gradually setting sun again, "Since you can't decide, why don't you treat me to a meal first?"

Ye Huaiyun was not at all surprised that he would say this, and asked very habitually: "What do you want to eat?"

Chu Tingyun said: "The Buddha jumped over the wall."

Ye Huaiyun asked: "What else?"

Chu Tingyun said: "Yipin Guo."

Ye Huaiyun asked: "What else?"

Chu Tingyun said: "Braised lotus seeds in sugar, shrimp with jade belt, stuffed tofu, fried three treasures, clear lamb, roasted goose, steamed meat with lotus leaf powder..."

"Wait a minute!" Ye Huaiyun had to interrupt him: "This is a local county town, not a palace. Most of what you said would not exist."

"That's not necessarily true." Chu Tingyun raised his eyebrows, and pulled Ye Huaiyun's wrist as he spoke, as if he was very familiar with the streets and alleys of Tongpeng City, shuttled between the wide streets and narrow alleys, and said, "Go, take you to a place !"

[The author has something to say: the next chapter will be a confession!Are you surprised by the emotional line of the double-speed progress bar? !Is it surprising? ! 】