Treacherous ministers have deep routines

Lin Rang went back to the house where he was staying, walked in, and lay down on the couch with all his clothes on.

He found that it was much more difficult than expected for Wei Man to know his identity.

Wei Man was originally a suspicious person. When they got along, it took Lin Rang a long time to get Wei Man to offset some of his suspicions.

But now, in Wei Man's heart, he is just a dead person, and Wei Man is in the palm of his hand, whether it is military strength or authority, it is much greater than it was four or five years ago. , unwilling to trust anyone.

Now Lin Rang still has a special identity, that is, the envoy sent by Chen Jiying.

Wei Man was not stupid, he knew what Chen Ji sent his envoys to do, and naturally they came to corrupt and confuse Wei Man, so Wei Man was even more wary of Lin Rang.

Lin Rangsheng's similarities, similar eyes, similar movements, the more similar, the more guarded Wei Man is, the more he doesn't believe it...

Lin Rang lay on the couch in his clothes, too lazy to turn off the lights, so he covered his eyes with his sleeve robe, and raised his hand to press his heart.

In the past, Lin Rang once made a wish, wanting to know what the seven emotions and feelings of ordinary people look like, but now Lin Rang finally got the "thing" he dreamed of.

It was so strange, it was so disturbing.

Lin Rang's heart was beating non-stop, as if it was a premature beat, always missing a beat.

Lin Rang turned over, and at this moment, Xiaoman suddenly ducked his head and came in from the outside. He didn't know where to go for fun, and he was covered in fallen leaves and dust all of a sudden.

Xiaoman ran into the house with a white stick in his mouth.

Lin Rang lay on the couch and took a look. He thought the white thing was a bone, and Xiaoman liked to go to the dining room to dig out bones to eat.

But upon closer inspection, it was not a bone.

But the bone flute...

It was the bone flute that Lu Jinyu gave her back then. It looks like a white flute, but it can't be played. It's just a short sword for self-defense, which can be pulled out from the middle.

Lin Rang likes this bone flute very much, and has been wearing it for a few days. However, after the fire, he became Mr. Feng Xiao, so he naturally lost this bone flute.

Lin Rang didn't realize that Xiaoman brought the bone flute to him.

As soon as Lin Rang stretched out his hand, Xiaoman immediately let go of his mouth, and put the bone flute in Lin Rang's palm. Lin Rang touched Xiaoman's big "dog head", and Xiaoman immediately became happy, and he was very obedient.

Lin Rang fiddled with the bone flute and put it in his hand stubbornly. Because he was really tired, he fell asleep.

Early in the morning of the second day, Lin Rang was woken up by the messy voice, and couldn't help frowning.

Although Lin Rang has no habit of being lazy and is very self-disciplined, he must never get up early, he must get enough sleep, otherwise he will be very angry when he wakes up.

Lin Rang pulled up the quilt and put it on his head, but he could still hear the noisy voices outside. I don't know what happened, servants, soldiers, etc., anyway, everything that could be dispatched was dispatched, and it became a mess.

"Have you found it?"

"Can you find it?!"

"Find it quickly! It's the lord's favorite thing. If you lose it, your heads will be lost!"

Hearing those penetrating voices, Lin Rang still felt very uncomfortable, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously, then sat up, put on his robe with a bad complexion, he didn't know how vivid his expression was now However, if Lin Rang took a look in the bronze mirror, he might be terrified.

After Lin Rang put on his clothes and cleaned his face, he returned to his usual calmness and calmness. Then he opened the door and saw the usually deserted West Courtyard, as if someone had stabbed a hornet's nest. Flying around like a head fly.

Lin Rang said, "What happened?"

A servant said: "Your envoy doesn't know something. Yesterday, our lord lost a favorite thing, and he is furious."

Lin Rang asked strangely, "What is your favorite thing?"

Lin Rang thought to himself, Wei Man's favorite thing, what is that?treasure?

No, the treasure was not found at all, and in that case, it is impossible to lose it.

I'm afraid...

Lin Rang thought in his heart, is Wei Man afraid to lose his beloved "suspiciousness"?

I heard the servant say, "It's a flute!"

"Flute?"

Lin Rang was a little surprised, and the servant said: "Yes, a flute, it is said to be a white bone flute, our lord loves to see each other on weekdays, and never leaves him at all. Yesterday, the lord was drunk, and today the lord I found out that the bone flute was missing early in the morning, and I was furious!"

When Lin Rang heard it, he finally understood that it was the bone flute he had worn before.

Yesterday Wei Man was drunk, and Xiaoman, for some reason, brought the bone flute to Lin Rang. Wei Man lost the bone flute, and became furious.

Lin Rang thought for a while, since Wei Man liked this flute so much, then that's all, just send it back to him.

Lin Rang went back to get the bone flute, and then went to Wei Man himself, intending to return the bone flute to Wei Man, so as to save him from laborious work, as if ordering the government office to do a general cleaning.

Lin Rang held the bone flute, and before sending it back, he saw Wei Man at a glance. Wei Man had already come out of the courtyard with a very gloomy expression, and was heading towards the lobby of the government office.

Lin Rang vaguely heard someone talking to Wei Man about the matter of the parliament. It must be preparing for the attack on Tanzhou.

Wei Man walked over here, saw Lin Rang, didn't even want to talk to him, turned around to leave, Lin Rang said coldly: "Wei Gong."

Wei Man stood still, turned to look at Lin Rang, and said, "Mr. Chen, what can you do?"

Lin Rang didn't pay much attention to Wei Man's strange tone, took out the bone flute, handed it over, and said, "Duke Wei, is this the bone flute that Duke Wei is looking for?"

Wei Man saw that Lin Rang was holding a pure white bone flute in his thin palm. The bone flute was picked up by a shadowless horse from the sea of ​​fire. If a corner was damaged, he would definitely not admit his mistake.

Wei Man snatched the bone flute directly with his hands, put it in his hand and rubbed it carefully, wanting to see if it was damaged, and then covered his head and face, and said to Lin Rang indiscriminately: "You little craftsman! You stole the bone flute! flute!"

Lin Rang kindly returned it to him, but Wei Man accused Lin Rang of being a thief as soon as he came up.

Lin Rang immediately squinted his eyes and said, "First, this bone flute was brought over by Xiaoman yesterday and given to my humble minister. It was not stolen by my humble minister...Second, this bone flute belonged to this humble minister. Where did it come from?" Talk about theft."

Wei Man laughed back angrily, and said, "What? The bone flute is yours? Mr. Feng Xiao, are you literati, or people from Chen Ying, all so brazen?"

Lin Rang said lightly: "This bone flute was a gift from Mr. Lu Jinyu in the old days. It was originally given to the humble minister. Back then, the humble minister stabbed Tong Gao's minions with the short sword hidden in the bone flute. Eyes, has Duke Wei forgotten?"

That's right, when Tong Gaoyin's soldiers entered the capital and slaughtered the king, Wei Man took Lin Rang and Xiao Baozi out of the capital to join the Rebel Army League. Lin Rang once used this bone flute to blind a group of Tong Gao One eye, shocked the entire rebel army at that time.

Wei Man listened to Lin Rang mentioning this incident, and the details of his relationship with Lin Rang seemed to be vivid in his memory, as if it happened yesterday, but Lin Rang...

Lin Rang disappeared without a trace following a burst of fire.

When Wei Man heard Lin Rang mentioning this, his face twitched twice, the veins on his forehead popped, and he squinted his eyes and said, "Okay, okay..."

Wei Man suddenly said two "yes", Lin Rang was a little surprised, did Wei Man believe him?

But looking at his expression, it doesn't seem to be the same.

Wei Man sneered and said, "Okay, Gu really didn't expect that Mr. Feng Xiao's inquiries are quite comprehensive. In order to do a good job of this careful observation, Mr. Feng Xiao really spent a lot of money? But..."

Wei Man's face was filled with terrifying aura, he got closer to Lin Rang, and whispered to him: "Even if you inquire clearly, you are not Lin Rang, and you will never be Lin Rang, so don't even think about taking Lin Rang's place in Gu Xin. .”

Lin Rang: "..."

Lin Rang didn't know what his attitude was, and he might still look expressionless, but a faint sense of helplessness rose in his heart.

Is Wei Man really confessing his love to himself, or is he threatening him?

how weird it sounds...

After Wei Man finished speaking, he put the bone flute in his arms cherishingly, turned around and left, and strode towards the lobby of the government office, preparing to hold a meeting.

Lin Rang silently watched the back of Wei Man leaving. Although there was still not much expression on his face, he couldn't help but shook his head. He just felt that it would not be easy for Wei Man to believe that he was Lin Rang who had returned from the dead. .

When Wei Man left, Lin Rang wanted to turn around and leave too, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Lin Feng who was coming in from the gate of the government office and had just returned from purchasing medicinal materials.

Lin Rang's adoptive son...

Lin Feng is still the same as before, almost unchanged, and there is no trace of the years and desolation on his face.

It's just that Lin Feng's expression became more indifferent, with a sense of stability and chill.

Lin Rang was actually quite "happy" when he saw Lin Feng, after all, he was his former adopted son, but Lin Rang was used to the indifferent face, and he didn't know how to express this kind of affection for a while.

Lin Rang walked over and said in a calm voice, "Feng'er."

Lin Feng glanced at Lin Rang, and said indifferently: "I heard that Mr. Feng Xiao is also a famous person, why bother to work so hard for Chen Ying, willing to degenerate, Feng is also out of kindness, I advise Mr. Feng Xiao, and leave early That's good, the righteous father is not an existence that can be replaced by others, if you offend the lord, you may be in danger of your life."

As he spoke, he passed Lin Rang and was about to leave directly, and then said: "That's all I've said."

Lin Rang originally wanted to talk to Lin Feng, but Lin Feng also regarded himself as a spy with ulterior motives.

Lin Rang was originally Lin Rang, so why did he pretend to be like him?

Now in the eyes of others, the more similar they are, the more suspicious they become...

Lin Rang thought for a while, and instead of talking about this question, he said, "Physician Lin, I don't know how General Jiang is doing well these days? Why didn't I see General Jiang in the government office, but he went out on business?"

Lin Rang didn't "strike up a conversation" very often, and he only wanted to "get close" with Lin Feng. Lin Feng and Jiang Duting had always had a close relationship, and Lin Rang knew about their relationship.

Unexpectedly, just after he finished asking, Lin Feng suddenly turned his head and stared at Lin Rang.

Those cold eyes seemed to be able to shoot ice picks.

Lin Rang was a little surprised, why Feng'er's expression was like this when Jiang Duting was mentioned...

Lin Rang couldn't describe Yizi's expression, maybe it was heartache.

Lin Feng looked at Lin Rang with gloomy eyes, and after a while, he said hoarsely, "Mr. Why do you ask questions knowingly?"

He said that's all, shook his sleeves and walked away without staying any longer.

Lin Rang was even more surprised, could it be... What happened to Jiang Duting?

But Lin Feng's eyes were full of heartache and pain, not much sadness.

Because of Lin Rang's career in modern times, Lin Rang has seen many sad expressions and many sad people. Lin Feng's face is not sad.

At this moment, several servants passed by, discussing something in a low voice.

"Have you heard? There is going to be a war again."

"That's right, Tanzhou Mu brutally killed the lord's father, this battle in Tanzhou must be fought!"

"I heard that on the side of Tanzhou, Jiang Duting, the number one god of war, and parachutist Jiang Duting was invited to sit in charge."

"This Jiang Duting, wasn't he a general under our lord's command in the past?"

"Hey, it's a long time ago. Several years ago, Jiang Duting rebelled against our Wei camp and went to establish his own family. Now that Tanzhou is in the battle, the lord will definitely fight against Jiang Duting!"