When she woke up the next day, Daiyu was also taken aback. For the first time, she had a satisfying night's sleep, and besides, there was another person sleeping outside.

On the other hand, Shui Lan is in good spirits, but there are two obvious blue patches under his eyes.Daiyu picked out some powder to cover him, and sighed: "I should have brought Qiuwan Zicuckoo and the others here, and there is no one around to serve him, so I don't look like a prince."

But Shui Lan dismissed it lightly: "Didn't the lord just use those beautiful maidservants and children as a show? I didn't bring anyone here specially, just the two of us for sightseeing, isn't it good?"

Before she could finish her sentence, Daiyu sneered and laughed, and said coquettishly, "Why not? I looked at you when you were dressed in rags and you still talked back."

Shui Lan was not annoyed, and squinted at her with a smile: "It would be better for the shabby madam to accompany me as a flower girl. By the way, it's better to dress up as a man today, it's cheaper to go out."

Located in the western suburbs of Suzhou, Qionglong Mountain is the crown of the mountains in Taihu Lake. It is shaped like a hairpin, and its color is blue.The two climbed up the steps from the northwest, walked silently for a while, and suddenly saw a white stone with colored water on the ridge, smoke from cooking, and strange flowers blooming.

The two rested for half a cup of tea, turned around a green barrier, and a section of rice stalks and yellow mud walls were faintly exposed. They couldn't help but catch up with them in three steps.

The two looked at each other, walked to the window with a tacit understanding, and tiptoed through the paper window to spy.I saw that there was nothing left in the house, only two rows of wooden tables and stools were woven together, and there were more than a dozen boys studying.Look at another one, the same plain furnishings, but the students are a little older.

Moving to the last thatched hut, the students are all about the same age as Daiyu, and the teacher is a middle-aged man with a square face and a beard, as if he is talking about a couplet.

There was a lyre on the table, a cigarette was burning in the stove, and the gentleman paced with his hands behind his back and said: "Where does the scent of the heart go? Play the qin and play the strings three or two times." [Note 1]

After all, there were seven or eight students discussing it together, five or six people wrote it, and two or three people erased it once.Not long after, the old gentleman checked their manuscripts one by one, and seemed to be unsatisfactory, so he frowned and asked, "Is there any more?"

Just now when she came all the way to admire the beautiful scenery, Daiyu unconsciously became poetic, and chanted in her mouth: "Thousands of sorrows go around the empty valley, and there is no sound for the wine invitation song." [Note 2]

The old gentleman suddenly felt like he had found a treasure, and he hurriedly looked around: "Whose did that sentence just now belong to?"

Everyone looked at each other, only one attentive student pointed out the window: "It seems that there are people outside."

After hearing this, Daiyu turned around to hide, and quietly stuck out her tongue at Shui Lan: "I was discovered, what should I do?"

Shui Lan looked at her amusedly, and casually twisted that pink cheek, jokingly said: "Mrs. Gaocai, why are you hiding now?"

"That's right. This sentence is very correct, and I have the same heart as others."

Daiyu turned her head in surprise, and an old man with white eyebrows and beard approached from behind, the eyes under the brows were full of energy, and there was a pomp of gentleness and kindness.

As soon as Shui Lan saw him, she stopped joking and made a bow: "Old Zhang."

"An Lan is here." The old man was very happy, looked at Daiyu again, and asked, "Is this the jewel in the palm of the sea?"

Daiyu knew that the person in front of her was Zhang Yan, a great Confucian, and hurriedly bowed down: "My daughter, Mrs. Lin, pays homage to Mr. Zhang."

When Zhang Yan saw it, he was overjoyed, and said to Shui Lan, "I saw it after all, so why don't you help your daughter-in-law up."

Shui Lan took Daiyu's hand naturally, and the color in her eyes became more intense, and she became more and more energetic: "It's fortunate that Xiaosheng didn't disgrace his life, and brought him here intact."

At that time, the three of them were talking in the inner room, and a boy brought tea and fruit. Zhang Yan smiled and let Daiyu look at her face, and said with emotion: "After many years, when the old man saw Ruhai for the first time, he I haven't gotten married yet, and my daughter is already this big now."

Daiyu's gaze couldn't help but gloomy, and she said gloomyly: "My daughter is not filial, when she rushed from her ancestral home outside the capital to Yangzhou, she was only able to catch up with her father for the last time."

Thinking of the bleak end of his protégé, Zhang Yan also felt a little sad: "If you seek benevolence and get benevolence, even if you have unfulfilled ambitions, one day there will be successors."

Despite the cryptic words, Daiyu still sensed that something was wrong, and expressed her accumulated doubts: "Although my daughter has been trapped in the boudoir for a long time, I still have the courage to ask, what is the secret of my father's death?"

The girl's gaze seemed to contain too much hope, Zhang Yan's brows were furrowed, and he sighed after a long while: "This is a big matter, so I must not confide a word. But people are not grass and trees, and they cannot be made like the sea." It's not clear what's going, let's listen to the old man.

In the 42nd year of Shengzong, Ruhai was handpicked as the censor of salt inspection, with the duties of investigating and correcting the evil of salt officials and the emperor's eyes and ears.Although the salt administration is about taxation, it has always been the confidant of the emperor who has always been responsible for the national economy and the people's livelihood.

Ruhai has been in the ups and downs of his official career for more than ten years, and he is well aware of the shortcomings of the salt affairs for many years. After weighing many times, he reported to His Majesty the injustices and shortcomings, aiming to eliminate corruption in the Lianghuai salt administration. At the same time, he wrote a book to report the matter. of old age.

The old man knows that the relationship is very important, but because the emperor is seriously ill, the wind in the court is dark, and all the officials are in danger. If the matter is completely shaken out at this time, not only Ru Hai's life will be lost, but it will be a fatal blow to the entire royal family, so he advises Ru Hai Arranged properly, wait for the opportunity to withdraw, and return to Gusu.

During this period, Ruhai communicated with the old man several times, indicating that he insisted on staying in Yangzhou, sneaking in undercover to find out all the corrupt officials who colluded with the salt merchants.After sending you to the Rongguo Mansion, Ruhai tried to overcome all the arguments and wanted to check the accounts of the Salt Transport Envoys over the years.

Unexpectedly, His Majesty was already terminally ill, and it was at the time when the third prince and the auxiliary ministers were acting as agents for government affairs, and the news leaked out from nowhere, the then prefect of Yangzhou hanged himself to death, and Ru Hai was assassinated twice successively, day and night he was terrified.You also know what happened later. "

Although Zhang Yan's words were calm, Daiyu's eyes seemed to outline something thrilling, and at the same time, she was proud, and her palms were sweating unknowingly.

"After listening to Miss Lin, do you hate the injustice of heaven?" Zhang Yan asked euphemistically.

Daiyu lowered her head, and answered almost word for word: "My little girl only wishes to inherit her father's last wish, punish all corrupt officials, and protect the common people with the righteousness of heaven and earth."

Zhang Yan clapped his palms first and laughed loudly, highly praised: "Well said! Sure enough, father Xiao, who gave birth to a daughter, is not the same as ordinary women, she is as proud as the sea!"

At the same time, with long eyes fixed on her expression, Shui Lan remained silent.

After a while, Shui Lan remembered something, and his expression was secretive: "The son of the Yangzhou prefect who hanged himself at that time, isn't he the current Hanlin Academy scholar Lu Zeng?"

Daiyu seemed to understand but didn't understand. Why didn't Zhang Yan know the key points, he stroked his beard and murmured: "This matter involves a lot, and clues must be left behind. It’s unrecognizable today.”

The reason may not be clear to others, Shui Lan knew it in his heart, and his tone turned indifferent: "It is not a day's cold to freeze three feet. Today, filial piety is used to rule the world. Since we must look after family, I am afraid that there will be many hindrances in doing things."

Zhang Yan glanced at the expressions of the two, and smiled kindly at Daiyu: "The old man respects the sea deeply and loves the people. He is still a bit thin in the south of the Yangtze River. He should take care of Lin's house. It's just that the girl is far away in the capital, so I asked An Lan to pay attention to it." , to do my best."

As he spoke, he looked at Shui Lan beside him, only to see him blink slyly: "If the Rongguo Mansion hadn't been eager to look around, the marriage between me and my wife would not have been possible."

Daiyufang came to a complete realization and thought that the relationship between her and Shui Lan was purely a coincidence, but it turned out that he had been observing in secret, no wonder Jia's side agreed immediately.

Zhang Yan couldn't help smiling, and his words showed his appreciation for the disciple of the king and grandson: "An Lan also took great pains to marry the girl. The so-called orphans who are heard like a sea are of the right age, I guess An Lan did it deliberately."

These piles of piles are connected together, which makes Daiyu even more amazed when she is stunned, and her black and white pupils are fixed on him.

Shui Lan's rare handsome face was slightly embarrassed, but he was calm as usual again, and he talked and laughed freely: "After all, if you give him the word "integrity", you can see how jealous he is. If you don't use a little wrist, it's hard to get things done."

Zhang Yan just nodded and said nothing, and after a while, his face was a little regretful: "It's hard for you to be tough, keep a low profile, and never change your original intention even in adversity. It's no wonder that the Sacred Heart was shifted back then, and the relatives were so generous that..."

Shui Lan just smiled lightly, and cut off his words: "If you succeed, you will be a duke, but if you lose, you will be a thief. No matter what the road ahead is, there is a way to go on. What's more, now you can take the wind and sail the moon, and visit the world's famous places with your wife .”

The author has something to say: [Notes 1, 2] Where does the fragrance of the heart go?Thousands of sorrows linger around the empty valley, and there is no sound to the wine invitation song.The author's poems are useless, two sentences are taken from the Internet, invaded and deleted.

I haven't seen you for a day, have the babies abandoned me_(:зゝ∠)_

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