Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

Fu Yanhou Mansion, study room.

Lin Wen also told Wen Sheng about Li Shichen's murder: "Just after leaving Lin'an Mansion, he was robbed while he was still on the official road. No property or life was left. The method is sophisticated, which is beyond the reach of ordinary thieves."

Emperor Qing recently rewarded Wen Sheng with a good bow, which he was aiming at.With the bending of the bowstring, the sound of creaking and stretching gradually sounded.

After pulling it to the extreme, he heard the sound and asked, "Is it all cleaned up?" He didn't care who did it.

Lin Wen naturally knew that he was referring to the traces at the scene: "Not one left."

bass--

It was the sound of the bowstring suddenly relaxing and cutting through the air.

"Okay." After uttering this word, he put the bow back on the rack.I don't know whether Kua Lin's literary work is good or Kua Gong's workmanship is good.

Lin Wen was a little curious: "Your Majesty has good arm strength. This bow is extraordinary. It takes at least ten stone strength to draw it to full strength. If it is equipped with a good arrow, it will be more than a hundred steps to pierce the bow?"

"A bow is a good bow, but the arrow depends on how the person using the bow uses it." Hearing the sound, he was already looking for a book.

Lin Wen didn't quite understand, but he didn't ask further, he just said, "Do you want to look for it at the blacksmith shop tomorrow?"

"No need." Wen Sheng selected an essay and pulled it out easily: "Someone will deliver it in a few days."

"Send what? Arrows?"

"Maybe it's more than that." After saying this, there was no more to hear. Seeing that he was seriously reading the book, Lin Wen didn't bother him anymore, left and went out.

Two days later, someone really came to visit with what Wen Sheng wanted, and this person was the prince Xie Xun who had been rescued by him before.

They also brought a lot of food from the palace with the car, and even used two cooks.This action was not small, attracting many people on the road to stop and join in the fun.

"That's His Royal Highness, right? Did you go to the wrong door?"

"I'm also puzzled, this is the Holy Majesty invited His Highness another Martial Master? Otherwise, why is it a gift as well as a gift?"

"You don't know, do you? Last time His Highness was in danger, it was Marquis Fu Yan who rescued him. How many people were involved in Li Xiangguo's case a while ago? It was all the work of this Marquis!"

"There is such a thing..."

People in the market talk about it, and they know more or less what they hear.To be famous in front of Emperor Qing, it is beneficial and harmless to accumulate a certain reputation among the people.

As for the moment, it is better to do the multiple choice questions in front of you first.

Xie Xun came this time not only to thank him for what happened that day, but also brought Wen Sheng two arrow boxes entrusted by Emperor Qing.

There is only one arrow in each arrow box, and the arrow on the left has a smooth body and a sharp arrow that shines coldly.And the arrow body on the right is too slender, and the arrow is still rusty, obviously an old weapon.

Seeing the sound, Xie Xun didn't speak for a long time, so he asked, "Why is Marquis Fuyan so hesitant? The emperor told you to choose the one you like and keep it. Naturally, you should choose the best one."

He pointed to the rusty arrow: "This kind of junk is really not worthy of Fu Yanhou's good martial arts, and I don't know what the father thinks..."

Emperor Qing naturally thought more than Xie Xun.He gave Wen Sheng two arrows, and two choices: should he make a sharp arrow or a blunt arrow?

Naturally, sharp arrows are meant to fight on the battlefield and take people's lives. As for blunt arrows, although they can be used for a while, they will end up hiding in the warehouse after all.

This answer was already there when Wen Sheng saw the arrow box at the first sight, but he still had to put on a somewhat difficult posture, so as to show his deliberation, his conspicuous but not obtrusive ambition.

After a while, Wen Sheng took out the sharp arrow on the left: "A good bow naturally needs a good arrow. I choose this one."

"That's right, come here," Xie Xun was not surprised at all, "Go and send that cart of good arrows to Lord Hou! I said earlier that I would choose this one, so I have to bring two carts here..."

The latter sentence speaks for itself.

Xie Xun's reaction didn't seem fake, he looked more like what a boy of this age should look like today, especially when he faltered and asked about little Fusang's situation: "The business is over, it's just that there is such a big commotion in the front yard... Why, why don't you see the family members in the mansion walking around?"

It sounded like a smile but not a smile: "There is only one young girl in the family of Yingshi's mansion, she is the girl His Highness met on the boat before, named Fusang."

"Fusang?" Xie Xun read it again, still feeling curious: "The general wants to lean on the sword and fly out of the sky, and return to Luan to ride the horse to hang Fusang... What a good name..."

"..." There is no such beautiful original intention.

Wen Sheng could see the clue from his soliloquy, but he couldn't ask directly, so he just said: "A few days ago, I hired a teacher for her, and now I am teaching in the Nuan Pavilion to the west, if your highness has something to say to her , it’s up to you.”

Xie Xun was really happy when he heard the words, but after a while he managed to calm down again, and asked seriously: "Since Fu Yanhou wants to find a teacher for the little... lady, why don't you go to class with Gu?"

"What does Your Highness mean?"

Xie Xun pointed in the direction of the next door: "The Taifu is the most learned person in the world, and he will come to the Taifu's residence every other day to attend classes. If the Marquis is willing, I can ask my father for a favor, so that the little lady will be a teacher in the future." Come to class with me."

After a pause, he added: "She can come to the East Palace class at any time, she is alone on the left and right, sometimes it is really lonely."

Wen Sheng finally understood: "Your Highness is saying that you let the little girl be His Highness's companion?"

Xie Xun had a blush on his cheeks, nodded and said, "You can say that."

"It depends on Fusang's own opinion," Wen Sheng didn't agree. Although he really wanted to find a way to control Xie Xun's variable, he never thought of using little Fusang. I'm afraid I won't please His Highness after a long time."

"No!" Xie Xun subconsciously denied it. After finishing speaking, he felt aggressive again, and explained repeatedly: "I mean, how she came and how she went back, at least now I think she is interesting, and we will talk about the future, Gu promises, Gu will naturally not treat her harshly!"

After finishing speaking, he raised two fingers and put them on top of his head, with a sincere expression on his face.

Hearing the sound, he pretended to be hesitant, and said after a while: "So, Your Highness might as well ask in person."

"Thank you Fu Yanhou!" Xie Xun was quickly led to the Nuan Pavilion.

No matter how awakened one is, he is just a child less than ten years old.After hearing the sound and watching him leave, he didn't stay too long.

Today's Muxiu is also a taboo for father Wen Ruhai, presumably Song Fuling has already prepared yellow incense, wine and vegetables.Hearing took out a note from his pocket, on which was written the medicine bath prescription for Song Fuling.

He had seen Song Fuling's legs before. He had already lost his vitality, but it was not hopeless.In the future, if it is supplemented with medicinal spring soaking every day, it will definitely get better within three years.

Sure enough, when Song Fuling heard the news, she immediately beamed with joy: "Really? Is my leg still alive? Brother, you didn't coax me?"

"It's theoretically possible, you can try it for a few days first." Wen Sheng added tea with him: "If there is natural spring water, the effect will be better, but it's hard to find this thing in Beijing, and it won't be too late to go out to find it when you feel better .”

To say that the effect is the best, using Lingquan is naturally the best.It's just that there is no such thing in this world, and Wen Sheng will not deliberately break the rules.

"No, there are in Beijing." Song Fuling said firmly: "It's in Shapi Lane, but it's a bit of a walk to the west of the city. The soup spring in that house is drawn from Changshou Mountain. Needless to say, the water quality is hard to find."

Naturally, such good things should be given to the rich and powerful first. Since even Song Fuling said it was hard to find, I'm afraid it would be hard to get them.

Hearing: "Private club?"

"That's right." Song Fuling knew that he could guess it by hearing the sound: "It is owned by King Yi. He loves Tangquan very much, and he doesn't like outsiders to disturb him when he takes a bath, so the guild hall is never open to the public."

Hearing the sound, he thought for a while: "In the last meeting, I saw how much he complimented you. I'm afraid it won't be difficult for you to say that."

Song Fuling shook her head with a smile: "It's not difficult, but it's just that you will have to be called around in the future."

Xie Miao had intended to solicit Song Fuling for a long time, but she was rejected by Song Fuling because of her physical discomfort.Now that he has a way to strengthen his body, but he is soft on his things, how can he still have freedom?

Unexpectedly, after hearing the sound, he said: "It is a bad thing to do things with him and not to see each other."

Song Fuling understood: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get tiger cubs."

Hearing the sound, he nodded: "He is a dignified prince and a younger brother of the emperor. This kind of status is the object of the emperor's jealousy. He has a heavy army in his hands, but he has been peaceful all these years. It is very strange."

"This is because of his innate inadequacy, Your Majesty..."

"No, it's not enough." Wen Sheng frowned slightly: "I haven't been in Beijing for long, even so, I can see that I'm not a stupid person today, and he has a lot of suspicions that an emperor should have."

"That being said..." Song Fuling was already a little shaken.

"If you think about the scenery in Shangjing today, a hard-working emperor will never make the mistake of nepotism." Wen Sheng paused every word: "There must be something hidden in King Yi."

These words were like the sound of Duo Zhen, which immediately enlightened Song Fuling.He lowered his brows and eyes for a long while without speaking, and his eyes wandered as if thinking of something.

After a while, he really said: "I really thought of a very strange thing when you said that."

"En." Hearing the voice motioned him to continue.

"This year at the Lantern Festival during the Lantern Festival, the sage took the crown prince to bless on the gate of Chaoyangfang. King Yi was also there, and he was standing beside the crown prince."

Song Fuling said: "After the blessing lantern ascended to the sky, most of the people looked at the grand scene, made wishes and reveled. I didn't look at it a few times because I had another cough."

"Then?"

"Not long after I looked up, I vaguely saw Yi Wang just withdrawing his hand from behind the crown prince." Song Fuling continued: "I didn't think much about it at the time, but now that I think about it, the look in his eyes watching the crown prince leave was really quite strange for a moment... ..."

Wen Sheng asked: "Are you sure he is looking at the prince, not the Holy One?"

Slowing down, Song Fuling shook his head: "I'm not sure, the wind was indeed too strong that day."

Song Fuling couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she didn't ask any more about what she heard and heard. "Brother, I didn't see it clearly. If I knew there was something wrong with it, I should have..."

"It's nothing." Hearing the sound, he quickly came back to his senses: "You shouldn't have to worry about your poor health. I'm afraid the night wind above the Fangmen was extremely frightening?"

"Brother..." She didn't expect to hear such words, Song Fuling was stunned for a moment, and then a mist appeared in her eyes: "Well, the wind was very strong, and I was sick for a long time when I came back."

"Don't do such tiring things next time, you don't have to be brave when I'm here."

Song Fuling has never said this to others, and others will not ask him about it.I've been sick all these years, and even Song Fuling himself thinks it's not uncommon to be sick for a few days.

But only my brother would care, whether he would be afraid, feel tired, and feel that he was trying to hold on...

"Ha..." Song Fuling blinked, not wanting to let Wen Sheng see his distress, but tears welled up in his eyes instead.

He simply supported his face, hid in his palm and wept softly: "Woooo..."

Wen Sheng was overwhelmed by Song Fuling's sudden collapse, he didn't know why he burst into tears when he spoke well.

But after a moment of daze, he finally realized that he might have poked the child's hidden pain.

Pain can also be divided into obvious pain and dull pain.Bright pain, or physical pain, or heart-wrenching pain, reminds the sick every day that you are still alive and you are in pain.

As for the dull pain, it is invisible and intangible, and sometimes it can't even be described in words.

But it's real, and it's dark.It never appears easily, but once it is touched, it collapses like a building and collapses thousands of miles away.

Wen Sheng didn't choose to comfort him, he just listened quietly without saying a word.He was waiting, waiting for the child in front of him to disintegrate from years of pain, waiting to see his broken limbs reunited.

After Song Fuling finished crying, she seemed to feel much more relaxed.Wen Sheng ignored the matter and discussed with him about "voting" to King Yi.

A few days later, Emperor Qing heard that he was Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, and the Prime Minister reviewed the criminal cases in various places.