Lingnan Gang

When Su Beiqin returned to the stockade, Wu Weiyang was already in his room. He was leaning on Su Beiqin's couch, looking drowsy. Eyelids, Yong Shang looked at Su Beiqin with a trace of sleepiness.

As early as those few days of continuous rain, Su Beiqin's injured knee felt cold, and he felt tingling pain every step he took. Now that it's winter, even through heavy leather boots, the cold dampness still persists. Being able to get up from the bottom of his feet, Su Beiqin's leg injury became more and more serious, and he had to slow down the pace of his right leg, walking with heavy weight and light weight, so he looked a little lame.

Wu Weiyang tucked his hands into his sleeves, watched Su Beiqin limping in, took off his heavy coat, sat down by the warm stove, propped his head lazily, and asked, "How does it feel to meet a close friend?"

Su Beiqin was holding the hot tea brought to him by Si'er in his hand. He just came back from the outside. The cold air in his body had not been removed, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He just leaned quietly on the grand teacher's chair and did not answer. He was pale from the cold. His skin made him look like a white jade statue.

Wu Weiyang turned his round eyes nimbly, and said with a smile: "I don't see Mr.'s complexion is very good. Could it be that the process of getting along with you is not pleasant?"

Su Beiqin took a sip of hot tea and felt a little better, then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You can ask whatever you want."

"Mister, let's just lie down," Wu Weiyang stood up and let the couch out, walked to Su Beiqin, and said with a usual innocent smile on his face: "Otherwise, I'm always afraid that Mr. Fallen, I don’t want my master to fall before I send troops, I’m in such a hurry, where can I find another outstanding master like you.”

Su Beiqin raised his head slowly, his dark eyes were colder than the ice and snow outside, his lips were pale, and he sneered, "Who did you think I was like this?"

Wu Weiyang rubbed his chin, showing an aggrieved expression. He had a somewhat childish appearance and then deliberately pretended to be a little sad, so that people couldn't bear to blame him, "Do you hate me, sir?"

"It's not hatred," Su Beiqin said lightly, "But I won't forgive you easily because of our cooperative relationship."

"Huh?" Wu Weiyang didn't seem to care about whether Su Beiqin forgave him or not. He seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, and his eyes were filled with a faint halo. There are other personal love and hate."

Wu Weiyang's appearance made Su Beiqin elusive. According to Wu Weiyang's suspicion, he should have asked about the conversation between him and Bai Zixia, but now the topic has gone somewhere, and those eyes that cannot reveal a smile are motionless. Staring intently at the expression on his face, if it was someone else, he would have already panicked.

Su Beiqin rolled his eyes slightly, glanced at him coldly and said, "I'm not a saint, so I naturally have love and hate, joy and disgust."

Wu Weiyang shook his head in distress and said, "I have never seen Mr. happy, and I don't know that Mr. has other things that he cares about besides helping the world and the common people?"

Su Beiqin was silent for a while, and then stood up suddenly. He was about the same height as Wu Weiyang, and he could see the wound on Wu Weiyang's forehead when he looked at him head-on. There is some white tender meat underneath.

"Would you like to ask Mr. Wu to have a look," Su Beiqin said, "Maybe you really broke your brain."

Wu Weiyang chuckled twice, casually scratched the wound on his forehead, then put his arm carelessly on Su Beiqin's shoulder, and dragged him to the side of the couch. Because of martial arts, Wu Weiyang is much stronger than Su Beiqin Kongwu, Su Beiqin naturally couldn't beat his strength, so he could only limp and sit on the couch with Wu Weiyang.

Wu Weiyang patted the hidden pouch on the couch loose, and said, "Lie down."

Su Beiqin's waist and abdomen also felt pain, so he was not polite to him, and lay down on the couch, casually pulling a thin blanket over his body.

Wu Weiyang sat by his couch, looked at him condescendingly for a while, and then asked: "I heard that you and Bai Zixia worshiped under Shang Shu's door together, and you have been together for many years, how is he?"

Finally getting back to business, Su Beiqin breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "He has always been upright and honest, and he is a rare good official to the court and the people, but to you, he is definitely not a good subordinate."

"Oh?" Wu Weiyang became interested and asked, "Why?"

Su Beiqin sighed lightly and said: "It's just that he is too upright and honest. He is determined not to allow anyone to make trouble, so you don't want to make trouble with him. If there are some things that can escape his eyes and ears, just avoid them. He is now Although it's just a small county magistrate, if you let him know that you are plotting something wrong, with his stubbornness, I'm afraid you and I will have a hard time."

"I won't have a hard time. The climate in South of the Five Ridges is harsh and full of poisonous insects. It's not surprising that he, a pampered son, died here." He paused, looked at Subei Qin's cold expression, and said with a smile: " What, don't you want to?"

Su Beiqin rubbed his hands that were still cold, and said calmly: "He was always implicated in my affairs, so naturally I won't let him die in a wild place for no apparent reason."

Wu Weiyang suddenly leaned forward, facing Su Beiqin's calm eyes and said: "Well, count me as a favor, and I won't move him for now, but if he wants to stop, don't blame me for being rude. "

At that moment, Su Beiqin saw a flash of evil spirit in Wu Weiyang's eyes, "I know." Su Beiqin lowered his eyes and said softly

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It was rare to see Su Beiqin's obedience to him, Wu Weiyang suddenly became happy again, the terrifying appearance just now disappeared in an instant, he looked at the sky outside, and said: "Brothers have worked hard the past few days , there is going to be a reception in the village tonight, which can be regarded as a reward for them, I originally wanted to ask you to come over, but seeing how hard you are working, I probably won't be able to go."

Su Beiqin's long eyelashes lifted suddenly, and his black eyes sank a bit, "The supplies in the cottage are tight, how can there be any surplus for you to hold a reception?"

Wu Weiyang's face immediately showed a bit of pride, "Hey, I ordered Tianhe to take a few brothers to the rich peasants' homes in the capital to beg for it. It is enough for the brothers in the village to eat for a long time. The problem of supplies is over. It's settled, you don't have to worry about it from now on, your body is also very delicate, in two days I'll go and ask for some century-old ginseng to replenish you."

Su Beiqin felt a little displeased, his face was still normal, but his tone was a little more awe-inspiring: "Since you can beg for food for the brothers in the village, why don't you beg for some for the disaster-stricken people?"

Wu Weiyang chuckled twice, fiddled with his sleeves casually and said, "Isn't this waiting for the court's disaster relief food and money?"

"You know...that's all," Su Beiqin sighed, closed his eyes, and said, "Go out, I'm tired."

Wu Weiyang couldn't stop the strong smile in his voice: "Master, please rest well."

What responded to him was a few light coughs from Su Beiqin.

After half a month, Zhizhou sent people to notify that the relief food and funds had arrived, and Su Beiqin took people to receive them in person. As expected, the ten ships of supplies were a drop in the bucket for the large-scale disaster victims.

Seeing Su Beiqin's complexion was not good, Zhizhou also tremblingly said: "After the booklet was handed over, although the national treasury was said to be tight, the Lord still allocated some supplies, but Mr. Su, you also understand that it has always been such a rule. Every time this material goes to a place, it will be deducted two or three points, and when it arrives from Manman Capital to Lingnan, there will only be so much left."

Su Beiqin's whole body was wrapped in a heavy hood. He was wearing a hood, revealing only a white face like jade. "First distribute these supplies to the victims for emergency use. Every penny must be clearly registered, if I know who among you dares to tamper with it, I will definitely not be polite to you."

Obviously it was just a flat tone, but it seemed that a chill came in from the open sleeves. Zhizhou tightened his sleeves and said: "I will send the account book to the master for inspection in a few days."

When Su Beiqin went to look for Wu Weiyang, he was still teasing Taxue with half a small dried fish in the courtyard, until Su Beiqin covered the sunlight in front of him and shrouded him in a shadow, he raised his head just now, showing a pure and innocent face. With a smile, the dimples on both sides sank slightly, but this pretended innocence can deceive others, but not Su Beiqin.

"No matter what method you use, within three days, go to the rich peasants in Qinzhou to get enough food and distribute it to the victims along the road." Subei Qindao, with an undeniable momentum.

Wu Weiyang ignored Taxue's protest, stuffed half of the dried fish into his mouth, pretended to be surprised and said: "This is a matter of robbery, didn't the master tell me to break the law?"

Su Beiqin snorted coldly, and said, "Do you still do few things that break the law?"

Su Beiqin's complexion was livid, and he didn't know whether it was from the cold or from the air. Wu Weiyang stood up holding Taxue, the sunlight cast a layer of gold on his pupils, he smiled very beautifully, and said helplessly: "Since it's what the master ordered, I will do my best. In addition, I will ask the brothers in the village to help clean up the mud in the farmland and help the victims resume their daily lives as soon as possible."

Su Beiqin frowned in disbelief and said, "Really?"

Wu Weiyang's dimples became deeper, he walked a few steps forward with Taxue in his arms, squinted his eyes and looked at the soft eyes, and said an incoherent sentence, "Winter has already entered."