Startled Meng

"Where is Yu Fangzhi? Why don't you come to eat?" Yu Wanqian realized that Yu Fangzhi was not there until he was halfway late.

After asking, everyone shook their heads and said they didn't know. Duan Chengkong chewed the meat and said, "I came from his yard just now and saw him playing with an old hairpin. I don't understand how he could play for so long."

"Hairpin?" Yu Wanqian asked cautiously, "Which girl's?"

Duan Chengkong sighed, and waved his chopsticks: "The hairpin rod is bent, and there is still blood on the carving, it should be a murder weapon."

Yu Wanqian was greatly disappointed: "...What kind of weapon is a good hairpin?"

"What murder weapon?" Yu Fangzhi lifted the curtain and came in, warmed his hands in the hot water basin, and sat down.

There is something in the words of thousands of words: "The white jade disappeared before, but now there is another hairpin, and you ruined the good things from the warehouse again?"

As he spoke, the goshawk flew in with a hairpin in its mouth.

Yu Fangzhi snatched the hairpin from Goshawk's mouth and threw it to Yu Wanqian, "Can this thing get into your eyes?"

Silver jewelry is worthless, but the lotus carving on the head of the hairpin is exquisite. Although it is plain and clean, the quality of jade is not clear, and it must not be something that has entered the warehouse of thousands of words.

Duan Chengkong was not interested in Hezan, and said to Yu Fangzhi: "Yesterday I went to see General He, and his injuries have recovered, but the portrait has lost three souls, and I can't keep up the energy. I don't know what's wrong."

Yu Fangzhi lowered his head and picked his rice: "It wasn't because of Luo Sheng's incident, General He almost died, isn't that enough for him to be depressed?"

Duan Chengkong shook his head: "I saw that he was not depressed, but lonely, and he even asked me to drink with him during the winter solstice."

Yu Fangzhi hummed, caught a glimpse of Yu Wanqian holding the hairpin in his hands in thought, his appearance was very strange, and asked, "Do you recognize this hairpin?"

"Where did this hairpin... come from?"

Yu Wanqian didn't eat any food, he was in a daze, his lost look didn't look like a faux pas, Yu Fangzhi told all the servants to go out, and told the origin of the hairpin, it was the old thing of the late Concubine Yun.

"Concubine Yun?" Yu Wanqian was thinking, and a figure with a smile like a flower was vaguely remembered in his mind, "Concubine Yun... I remember this hairpin clearly. The jade that is as big as a finger is not of good quality, and the inside is like a lake shaking. If it is muddy, I will let people carve it into a lotus that is just blooming."

Duan Chengkong: "Have you ever sold such a gadget?"

Yu Wanqian gave him a blank look: "No one gets rich suddenly! Back then, I was a small jewelry vendor at the foot of Cangshan Mountain in Yecheng!"

Yu Fangzhi asked: "Then how did this hairpin get into Concubine Yun's hands?"

"Oh!" Yu Wanqian sighed, "It's also a romantic thing to say!"

"Back then I was a hawker selling small jewellery. I had no money to open a shop in the city, so I could only set up a stall at the foot of Cangshan Mountain outside the city. I sold all kinds of trinkets, and the place was full. The black guard opened the way, so many people crowded, but she just stopped in front of my stall and picked out a plain hairpin. I thought she was in a big fight, and she didn't dare to ask for money. She insisted on giving it. Throw me a gold ingot!"

Duan Chengkong curled his lips, feeling that Yu Wanwan was untrustworthy, and he didn't believe it even if he knew it, and said, "The concubine and the prince have to block the roads at every level, and you are allowed to set up a stall on the roadside?"

Yu Wanqian choked, he didn't have the nerve to say that because the road was going to be closed, he couldn't take away his odds and ends for a while, and was chased and beaten by the guards, bumping into Concubine Yun's car and sedan, and Concubine Yun didn't see him.

It's true that the lotus hairpin was exchanged for gold ingots, but he missed a few words. Concubine Yun couldn't bear it when she saw that his leg was injured, so she left money for him to treat the illness. Pick up the fallen bauble and return it to him.

Yu Wanqian held the gold ingot and didn't know what to do. He knelt down and wanted to return it, but Concubine Yun didn't want it. He picked up the lotus hairpin at his feet and said that he wanted to exchange it for the gold ingot. No one lost.

How much is the lotus hairpin worth?Concubine Yun's frown and smile are worth ten thousand dollars.

Yu Wanqian sighed with emotion: "If I knew that Concubine Yun is such a precious hairpin, I would have asked someone to carve it more carefully! This is worthy of Concubine Yun!"

Duan Chengkong sneered: "Concubine Yun! The emperor's favorite concubine! Jinbuyao, Fengguan, why haven't I seen wearing them before? Do you care about your little bastard?"

Yu Wanqian scolded: "You know a fart!" He glanced at him again, "Are you jealous of me..."

"I'm jealous of you?" Duan Chengkong pointed at himself, "Who hasn't had a little love affair yet? I think back in Yecheng, the Huakui lady would guard her body for me, and she wanted to redeem myself and wander the world with me!"

"Stop putting gold on your own face!"

"believe it or not!"

The two old men were blushing from the quarrel, and Yu Fangzhi remained silent, pondering over what Duan Chengkong said just now.

Because Concubine Yun and his mother were close friends in the boudoir, and Concubine Yun's death was related to Meng Xiao's collusion with the enemy, Yu Fang knew that she had checked Concubine Yun's life and knew that she did not believe in gods and Buddhas, so it was impossible for her to take the initiative to go to the temple to offer incense , the only possibility...

"The Concubine Yun you met on Cangshan Mountain did not go to offer incense, but practiced according to the order."

Yu Wanqian was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes! I don't understand the idea of ​​cultivating with hair. Anyway, I rented a shop in the city with the money left by Concubine Yun, and the business gradually grew. today."

Duan Chengkong picked his teeth, and said, "Then why is Guan Gong in your room? Concubine Yun! They made you rich!"

Speechless: "Concubine Yun has passed away and returned to the imperial mausoleum. What's the point of placing her memorial tablet in my house? Besides, she is also involved in Master Meng's past..."

Under the table, Yu Wanqian was kicked by Duan Chengkong. After Yu Wanqian cried out in pain, he secretly looked at Yu Fangzhi's face. Although the words were not pleasant, he still wanted to say: "There are many things at the end of the year, so you don't Running around."

Yu Fangzhi laughed heartlessly: "Are you afraid that I will go to Ye City for revenge?"

Yu Wanqian couldn't answer for a moment, Duan Chengkong patted Yu Fangzhi, and said, "What are you thinking? Why do you have to pass the New Year?"

Yu Fangzhi only said: "You can celebrate the New Year anywhere."

Duan Chengkong came out to smooth things over and knocked on the table: "There was the winter solstice a few years ago. On the day of the winter solstice, I went to drink with General He!"

"Then I—" Yu Wanqian was interrupted by Yu Fangzhi before he finished speaking.

"You stay at home well. It's rare that the newly married concubine No. 19 is pregnant. Boss Yu, you're finally going to have a baby."

"Brat!" Yu Wanqian grabbed the bowl and smashed it, knocking Yu Fangzhi out of the front hall.

Knowing that Yu Fang was gone, Duan Chengkong finally dared to speak out: "Brother Yu, you too, my concubine kept carrying her home, and she had no heirs for many years. The business of the shop was handed over to Xiao Meng. Xiao Meng is so smart, how could he not know about you?" What are you thinking about?"

Yu Wanqian smiled wryly: "Do you also think I did something wrong? Shouldn't he be trapped in Jiangling?"

Duan Chengkong: "I don't have any fetters. Xiaomeng is different. Xiaomeng has a deep hatred. The fetters are already heavy enough. Brother Yu, you shouldn't restrain him with trivial matters."

Duan Chengkong had good intentions, but Yu Wanqian's face darkened when he heard this, and said: "It is a heinous crime for me to save him. I have not left any children for many years because I am afraid that one day something will happen to the east window, and my child will suffer. Involvement, as for restraining him with trifles, he bears his surname, and I have raised him for so many years, shouldn't he repay him a little?"

Usually, you know how to get angry when you talk a lot, and it comes and goes quickly. This time, with a sullen face and harsh words, it seemed that he was really angry. Duan Chengkong didn't dare to persuade him any more, and said casually:

"The soup is cold! Drink it quickly!"

government office

Yue Junshan came to personally deliver the letter for He Qian, saying that General He knew that Master Yan had not married yet, and his relatives were not in Jiangling, so he wanted to invite Master Yan to a gathering during the winter solstice.

Since the face-to-face confrontation that day, Yan Cijing has never seen He Qian again. He heard that He Qian's body is recovering well, so he must have something to say when inviting him to the gathering.

Yan Cijing responded readily.

Back in the room, I saw juniper and Du Yan talking small things around the charcoal brazier.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Cijing warmed his hands with the freshly poured hot tea.

Juniper raised his head and said with a smile, "I asked Ah Yan whether he likes Yecheng or Jiangling."

Yan Cijing also laughed: "How do you answer Ah Yan?"

Du Yan's cheeks were flushed red, and he gestured: I like them all!I like the lotus in Jiangling in summer, and the snow in Yecheng in winter!

Xia He is gentle, Dong Xue is pure, and said sternly: "You would think that after a while you will be able to see the snow in Ye City."

Juniper was worried: "Yecheng is much colder than Jiangling, my lord is afraid of the cold, this time when I go back, I need to prepare more charcoal fire in the room."

In the past, Yan Cijing was a small official, and the firewood and silver distributed by the court were not much. The place where he lived was cold and cold. The charcoal fire was burned out, so he could only burn hot tea and hold his hands to warm his hands. He could not stand the severe cold even if he wore thick clothes. Just the wind and chill.

When Jiangling entered winter this year, there was no wind and cold.

Jiangling is not too cold in winter, the magistrate's salary is enough to buy charcoal fire, or the decoction to replenish qi and blood has taken effect.

But what Yan Cijing thought of was the person who was by his side at night, warming his bed, and smiled lightly: "The winter days in the future will never be cold again."

The author says:

Ask for a starfish!Good night!