Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

After Xie Miao's death, Wen Sheng was very idle for a while.

The sorting out of the old case is almost coming to an end, and there are no other accidents in the capital, and now it is only waiting to hand over the paperwork of the petition for review to Emperor Qing.

Ji Han and Xiao Fusang have recently become obsessed with kicking shuttlecocks, and they kicked in different ways in the yard for a whole day.

That’s all for little Fusang, it’s beyond my expectation that Ji Han would like this sport, his back is so straight when he’s usually aggressive, and he’s so flexible when playing shuttlecock.

Wen Sheng was just passing by at first, but before he looked back, he suddenly saw a person standing under the eaves of the corridor.It is Song Fuling.

He can already walk on the ground, but he has to hold on to the wooden support. Right now, he is leaning against the pillar, smiling at the little Fusang who is playing in the courtyard, and he does not know how long he stood there.

Hearing the sound, he could vaguely see the envy in his eyes, and after thinking about it for a while, he told Lin Wen that he would talk to him: "Today we will go far."

"Brother." Song Fuling suppressed the envy in her eyes, straightened her body and said, "I got up early and thought I was in a good state, so I wanted to try it out, but I didn't expect to be able to come here."

Hearing the sound, he glanced at the wooden support under his shoulder socket, and then tried to take it away: "You try again."

This is to let Song Fuling try to walk by himself without relying on external objects.

Song Fuling, who had no support, suddenly became flustered. He hugged the pillar and did not let go: "No, no, no... this can't be done, this can't be done..."

"Don't be afraid, it's just a few falls." Wen Sheng had already walked a few steps away: "Come, come to me."

Hearing the gentle voice really made Song Fuling feel a little relieved, but he glanced at the little Fusang in the yard again, feeling a little embarrassed: "I can do these things when I go back. I'll do it when I get back. It's better to return the wooden support to me." I?"

"Get it yourself." Wen Sheng withdrew his hand and simply stood where he was.

At this moment, a colorful shuttlecock suddenly flew into Song Fuling's sight, and finally landed not far from Wen Sheng's feet.

The two of them turned their heads, and saw Ji Han standing behind the little Fusang and gently tugged at her collar, and then heard the little Fusang ask in a loud voice: "Uncle, can you throw the shuttlecock over for me? It's just a kick. also!"

Hearing raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't answer, and turned to look at Song Fuling.After Song Fuling hesitated for a moment, she finally made up her mind: "Okay, I'll try."

After finishing speaking, he slowly let go of the hand on the pillar, and carefully stepped forward with his left foot.

Without support, he couldn't help walking tremblingly, he had to slow down for a while with each step, and because he heard the sound and Little Fusang stared at him so nervously, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his face within two steps.

"Come on, uncle!" Little Fusang shouted loudly.

Seeing that Song Fuling was about to walk in front of the shuttlecock, he casually stretched his legs when he heard the sound, and then kicked it back a little further without any intention: "Ah, the weather is so nice."

While talking, he looked up at the sky, with an innocent face that didn't know what good he had done.

Ji Han: "..."

Little Fusang: "..."

Song Fuling: "..."

As if he didn't hear a response before turning back, he heard the sound and looked at a few people: "Why don't you talk anymore?"

"Humph."

Song Fuling snorted coldly and gave him a glare, quickened her pace and walked towards the shuttlecock, as if someone would kick him again when he was not prepared.

However, his feet were too fast, so it was inevitable that his body couldn't keep up. Sure enough, within two steps, he couldn't stand, and his feet were weak, and he fell to the side.

"Oh, uncle!" Little Fusang subconsciously wanted to rush over, but was pulled by the restraints on the back collar, and almost couldn't come up: "Ahem..."

Song Fuling on the other side didn't really fall, there was a sound, how could he let him fall to the ground unprepared?

"What's the hurry?" Wen Sheng said in a deep voice, as if he was very dissatisfied with his performance.

"You... don't need you to help me!" Pushing away Wen Sheng's hand, Song Fuling was still angry: "I can do it alone!" After saying that, he continued to walk forward.

Hearing the sound, he didn't try to defend himself, and quietly followed behind him. As long as Song Fuling had any tendency to succumb, his hand would be immediately stretched out behind him.

Fortunately, the next few times were all near misses.

"Tsk tsk." Ji Han narrowed his eyes, with a look of wanting to see but not seeing: "Is it really a child learning to walk? This dog man..."

This dog man is pretty good at it.

Not surprisingly, Song Fuling finally successfully returned the shuttlecock to Xiao Fusang, but it was not kicked, and it is still difficult for him to stand on one foot.

But Wen Sheng didn't mean to let him go, Lin Wen finally brought what he wanted after being ordered by Wen Sheng.

Song Fuling looked at the kick ball in Wen Sheng's hand, and felt a little sad in her heart: "Could it be that you want me to..."

"This time I'll give you the wooden support, just stand still." After hearing that, Lin Wen had already stood back in the courtyard, and Lin Wen returned the wooden support to Song Fuling in due course.

With the wooden support, Song Fuling felt at ease, but he was already a little tired after such a move just now, and he was really powerless for the next kickball.

Hearing the sound’s original intention was not to let him regain the ability to play football in a day, and he stood not far away while feeding him the ball and talking about other things: “I will submit the file list in two days, check it or not. Just wait for the Holy Spirit to say something."

Wen Sheng has already listed a number of suspicious cases, including the "Yanzhou Incident" involving Wen's family.

Song Fuling thought more positively: "In this way, it's really just around the corner."

"Do you think His Majesty will agree?" Wen Sheng asked.

Song Fuling heard the suspicion in Wen Sheng's words: "The chief culprit has already received his retribution, so when will we not turn it over now?"

Wen Sheng shook his head slightly: "No, there is one more person."

"Who is it?" Over the past few years, most of the officials involved in the Yanzhou Incident in Beijing have been exchanged, and Song Fuling really can't figure out who else is there.

Hearing the sound, he fed another ball: "Zheng Nuo."

"What?" Song Fuling wondered, subconsciously stepped on the kick ball, and accidentally stopped the ball firmly: "How could it be him? I checked his past, and he has no motive. The paintings are all saved up by myself, and I haven’t even been bribed.”

Hearing the sound, he lifted his jaw slightly, and signaled him not to stop: "If you don't get anything, you must have a great ambition. This sentence is still applicable in the court."

Song Fuling kicked steadily, and said puzzled, "I still don't understand."

It was a rare time when Song Fuling still didn't understand, Wen Sheng explained: "No matter how the people around the Holy Majesty change over the years, he always stands firmly in his position and is nailed in the Holy Majesty's heart.

Maybe not the closest, but the most stable.You think about the strangeness in it. "

Song Fuling kicked a little absent-mindedly: "The emperor is suspicious. Being able to sit still for more than ten years proves that he is far less simple than he seems. I was careless."

"Watch the ball." He heard the reminder.

"But I have a question, which has troubled me for a long time." Song Fuling suddenly became impatient, and kicked the ball far away: "Why did they kill my Wen family back then? Not just one or two, but everyone."

Hearing the sound, he looked back from the flying ball, and seemed to be in a good mood: "It's not the other people's vitals, but the Holy One. They just have the mouth of the Holy One on them."

"But... back then, I heard that my family's favor was strong, so where did I dislike the Holy One?" This is the root of the problem.

Hearing the sound, she took a deep breath, turned her head to pluck the flowers and leaves on top of her head: "You still don't understand what it means to be an emperor and a courtier."

The favor of the Wen family is good, but that was the period of Tai Zu and Taizong, and the Wen family is already in full swing by the time he succeeds to the throne.It also coincided with the fact that Concubine Zhang Gui took Xie Zhiwen to the south to establish the Yue Kingdom, and everyone in the court and harem was in danger.

The quickest way to suppress a mess is to create a bigger mess to divert attention.This is the imperial power.

Wen Sheng said: "There is no more suitable and easier target than Ling Guogong Wen Ruhai."

After Song Fuling heard Wen Sheng's explanation, she felt a little enlightened.But it's one thing to understand it, but it's another thing to be able to understand it: "In this case, my Wen clan should be doomed?"

Hearing the sound, he was afraid that Song Fuling would get into the horns, so he inserted the branches and leaves on top of his head, coaxing: "Think about the good, what we are doing in front of Xie Xun now, why not take advantage of this?"

After Xie Xun ascended the throne, he would definitely want to cultivate his own power. The closer he was to him, the more leverage he would have in the future.Even if Emperor Qing is unwilling to reverse the case, so what?There is also Xie Xun.

After such words, Song Fuling finally felt much happier.Even though Emperor Qing did not agree to reverse the case a few days later, he was not too disappointed.

Among the lists submitted by Wen Sheng, all others were approved by Emperor Qing, except for the case of the Yanzhou Incident that was rejected.It is said that the evidence is solid and there is no need to review it.

After going to court, Wen Sheng unexpectedly ran into Yu Shi Zheng Nuo who was waiting for him outside the palace gate.

Zheng Nuo didn't shy away from others, and chatted with Wen Sheng across the carriage: "Fu Yanhou was young and energetic, and he came to Beijing for a few years, and suddenly he took power and was busy with official duties. Naturally, he didn't have the time to pay attention to some trivial matters, and he didn't know how to measure It’s also understandable.”

This is about today's court hall, Emperor Qing couldn't bear to interrupt the report.Hearing that he has been an official for more than three years, this is the first time that Emperor Qing has humiliated him in this way in front of all officials.

Face is a small matter, because the case of the Yanzhou Change is brought up again, and it is a big matter to leave the heart of the Holy Majesty.

Hearing the sound, he cupped his hands: "Looking at the guidance of Lord Yushi."

"Act in the future, listen more and watch more, think before talking to the Holy One."

Zheng Nuo stroked his beautiful beard, and seemed to be really thinking about Wen Sheng: "Many years ago, Duke Wen Ruhai of the Ling Kingdom was just like you, he was used to going straight and straight, but later on he didn't even pay attention to His Majesty.

Zheng doesn't want to see another Duke of Ling in Beijing. "

Hearing the sound, he thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Yushi, for your reminder. Ying must act cautiously in the future."

"That's good, that's good." Zheng Nuo sighed twice and quickly put down the curtain and told the coachman to return home.

The smile in Zheng Nuo's eyes immediately changed after he was cut off from meeting with Wen Sheng's gaze.The gentleness was replaced by ridicule in a blink of an eye: "How much do I have to look forward to, but in the end I am so impatient..."

Speaking of this, the smile in his eyes faded quite a bit: "Duke Ling... I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it, heh..."

Unlike Zheng Nuo's disappointment, after hearing the sound of sending the carriage away, he still stood there for a while.If someone looked into his eyes at this moment, they would naturally notice the difference in him.

The humility and prudence that just replied to Zheng Nuo's words has disappeared without knowing it, and there is no other expression, but those eyes are like a deep pool, which makes people unable to see the bottom at a glance.

Back home at night, Ji Han and Little Fusang had already finished their meal, and there was only one person at the table, Wen Sheng.

It's not the first time that Zuo Zuo heard the sound and didn't think there was anything wrong.

Just as he was eating and hearing the sound, he suddenly noticed something was wrong, raised his eyebrows and eyes slightly, and sure enough, he saw that there was an extra person on the opposite side.

Ji Han was propping his chin, looking at him with interest.

His eyes were rather strange, and he almost lost his appetite when he heard the sound: "What are you doing? Want money?"

"If you want money, I'm looking for Song Fuling, why are you looking for it?" Ji Han changed his posture and continued to look: "You eat what you eat, and I won't disturb you."

Hearing the sound, he frowned and spit out two words: "Go out."

Ji Han snapped his fingers, and the figure disappeared from the seat in an instant, but the voice remained: "Is this the head office? I don't exist if I don't speak."

Hearing the sound, he stopped talking nonsense, picked up the tea bowl and threw it over.

Snapped--

The tea bowl flew into Ji Han's hands without any mistakes, and even the tea soup was fine.Ji Han showed his figure, raised his head and drank the tea. After putting down the tea bowl, he let out a long sigh: "Ah, good tea! Thank you for your kindness."

That's right, how can we forget that this person is getting more and more energetic?Hearing the sound, he looked away and just pretended that he didn't exist, and continued to drink the soup.

Sure enough, not long after, Ji Han couldn't help it, and raised his head to talk: "I found that you have become very different from before."

Hearing the sound, he took a mouthful of food and ignored it.

"It's become more pleasing, of course it's not pleasing to me. It's also a bit of trouble that I can't explain..."

Ji Han touched his chin, as if thinking carefully: "Think about it, if I were any of your younger brothers, I would be bored to death all day long."

"Impossible." Hearing the voice.

"Why is it impossible?"

"If you were my younger brother, I could watch you kill yourself."

Ji Han snorted, quite dissatisfied: "I take back what I just said, you are still the same dog with a Sima face..." He stopped in time: "Stinky ice."

Wen Sheng didn't look up: "It's still a dog man, it's pleasing to the ear."

dong dong——

Ji Han slipped his hand and almost fell over with the bowl and chopsticks: "You...why are you not serious at all? The majestic god even eavesdrops on people's conversations?"

"You are only allowed to scold but I am not allowed to listen. What's the reason?"

Ji Han didn't want to continue feeling guilty, so he changed the subject: "Speaking of which, it's not too much for me to call you brother.

You and I were born according to the rules, we have the same root without father and mother, we are much closer than those wild younger brothers who appeared halfway with unknown origin..."

Wen Sheng faintly felt that this was wrong: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Ji Han first looked at Wen Sheng's face for a while, and seeing that he was puzzled and impatient, he lost his mood when he wanted to say something, and if he really wanted to say something directly, it would be better to kill him !

"Forget it, forget it!" Ji Han stood up abruptly: "I knew it wouldn't make sense with you bastard..."

Before the words fell, the person had disappeared from the hall.

Hearing the sound, he was not stunned for a long time. It was not the first time that Ji Han babbled nonsense, so he quickly calmed down and continued to eat.

In the blink of an eye, another two years passed, and in the past two years, Wen Sheng was no longer as important as he was before Emperor Qing. Although the official position remained the same, the number of affairs decreased.

This is also expected, hearing the sound is very relaxing, and every day when he has time, he will accompany Song Fuling to exercise his legs and feet.

There is only one thing that is not going well, that is, the investigation of Zheng Nuo can't find anything.Not only the flaws of being an official, but also the incident of the Yanzhou change that year seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Apart from the motive, there is indeed no strong evidence to prove that Zheng Nuo was also involved, which really made Song Fuling a little distressed.

Hearing the sound was very appreciative, and today he called Song Fuling to play football in the yard.It's just that before Song Fuling came, an uninvited guest came to the mansion first, and brought a rather unexpected news to Wen Sheng.

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