"The surname Wen?"

Lin Ruofeng chewed for a while, twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Where is the ancestral home of Gu Niangzi's family?" ”

When taking on a case, try to find out the background of the parties, which is Ding Xiang's habit, and it is also the rule of the lawyers' guild he established. Therefore, Lin Ruofeng asked suddenly, but he replied calmly: "Yanping Mansion," after answering, he didn't feel right, and added to himself, "It's really a toss to move to Yongjing from such a distant place." ”

"The surname Wen, Yanping Mansion, could it be that during the period of the first emperor, the relative of Wencheng, the prefect of Yanping Mansion?" Lin Ruofeng said thoughtfully.

Ding Xiang was shocked, although Lin Ruofeng only said a few words, but it was full of weight, the Wencheng he mentioned was a famous Qing official loyal and good during the first emperor's period, and he was famous for his clean sleeves and uprightness.

Yanping Mansion was originally plagued by bandits, mining theft was a common practice, and the mountains were high and the roads were far away, and the people lived a lot of days licking blood from the knife edge, and most of them were extremely fierce, and most of them refused to accept control.

The imperial court folded several officials there again and again, until Wen Cheng was sent to serve as the prefect of Yanping, and the danger in the territory was cleared in one fell swoop.

The first emperor was very important to him, and transferred him back to Kyoto for reuse, but Wen Cheng was blessed with a thin body, and died of illness not long after entering Beijing, and the prince at that time (that is, the current emperor) also wrote a memorial and sad song, and even built a "people's pavilion" in the four schools after ascending the throne, encouraging students to take Wenda as an example.

In this way, it is reasonable to move to Yongjing, no need to ask, he entered Beijing with Wencheng. It's just that why they separated later, it's not known for the time being.

Ding Xiang originally thought that the news he heard could be used to handle a general at most, or it could also involve the prefect of Jingzhou, who knew that the Wen family in the news had such a big background, but Lord Wencheng's official name was Weihe, why did his relatives only live in Yongjing as merchants and open restaurants to make a living?

And a businessman, someone actually made a special trip to buy his life, is it also related to Lord Wen?

"You did a good job in this matter," Lin Ruofeng praised it, looked at the door with a gentle expression, and said, "The noodles are here." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yi Ze rushed into the house with a steaming floor, and slammed in front of Ding Xiang, only to hear Lin Ruofeng say to Yi Ze: "After Master Ding runs out, you send him out, and then let the account room settle his lawyer's fees in advance." ”

"Oh, got it." Yi leaned like Ding Xiang, and responded crisply.

Ding Xiang looked at his face and relaxed, and the breath in his chest was slightly loosened, and he said to Lin Ruofeng to the end: "Thank you, son." ”

"You eat slowly, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

"Childe, where are you talking about this? Childe walks slowly. ”

After Lin Ruofeng left, Ding Xiang rubbed his sore legs and sat down slowly, as soon as he sat down, he felt the eye knife thrown by Yi Ze next to him, that posture, I couldn't wait for him to finish this big bowl of noodles in three bites. Ding Xiang didn't dare to delay, and ate the noodles in a big gulp, but the noodles in Juelin Mansion are different, they are so fragrant!

Lin Ruofeng returned to the inner courtyard from the outer courtyard, did not return to the study, turned around and went to the courtyard where he lived, and went down the secret passage after entering the room.

Walking in the secret passage, he himself is a little funny, he has not done such a momentary brain fever thing for a long time, although this matter is not small, but he can wait until tomorrow to tell Su Musha.

But he still came, because he knew that Su Musha would care about this matter, and it would remind her of going to Simen to study with him, at that time, Miss Su and the bookworm were still very friendly, maybe chatting about some old things could slightly repair the current relationship between the two of them.

Whether this is done because of guilt or for some other reason, Lin Ruofeng is not very clear.

The road of this secret passage is not too long, and soon he arrived in front of the secret door, Lin Ruofeng stretched out his hand to push the door open, and was about to say something, but felt that the house was too quiet.

The rustle of writing was gone, and Su Musha's usual self-talk could not be heard.

Lin Ruofeng looked fixedly, and a figure lay down next to the bookcase, motionless.

"Miss Su!"

*****

August morning reading.

Wang Jue, the attendant of the Ministry of Rites, and Cheng Xiaoxiao, the secretary of the Honglu Temple, went to the Huaiyuan Post where the prime minister of Burma was staying, and a member of the delegation came out to greet them, welcomed them in, and glanced behind them with their eyes, and the two officials were confused.

In front of everyone's eyes, the court officials were not easy to talk to, so they had to explain their intentions and say that they wanted to meet the prime minister.

The envoy who greeted them said in a non-fluent Mandarin dialect: "The Prime Minister has gone out, he has gone out early, wait a minute, or he will leave." ”

These words were a bit rude, and the two officials looked at each other and read the same disdain in each other's eyes. But thinking that Chinese is a foreign language for the envoys after all, it is understandable that the attitude is blunt.

Cheng Xiaoxiao asked softly, "I don't know where the Prime Minister has gone?" When will you return? ”

The envoy straightened his eyes and said intermittently: "I went out, I don't know, can I go?" ”

Wang Jue took over the conversation: "There are really some important matters to inform the prime minister, since he is not there, I don't know if the deputy envoy in the mission is available?" ”

As soon as he heard the word "deputy envoy", the envoy waved his hand with a white face: "No, the deputy envoy is not there, the ...... who is not there" said that it was not enough, and he waved his hand again and again, looking like driving pigs and sheep, "Let's go, let's go, come back tomorrow." ”

Cheng Xiaoxiao turned his eyes back, stared at the person patrolling outside the door with sharp eyes, and pointed his finger: "Isn't that the deputy envoy?" How did you deceive the official and the king that he was not there? ”

Wang Jue was also dissatisfied, his face was calm and he didn't say a word, and after the deputy envoy on the other side saw the color and pattern of the official uniform complement on the two of them, he ran to them diligently, and his mouth was grunting, not knowing what to say, but looking at his expression, he was extremely happy.

"What's going on? What did he say? Cheng Xiaoxiao frowned and asked.

The envoy who could speak some Chinese looked embarrassed, and from time to time he had a few conversations with the deputy speaker of the Burmese dialect, and was urged by the deputy envoy before he translated: "Hello to the deputy envoy, the two adults are good, what do you ask?" ”

With regard to the internal affairs of Burma, Wang Cheng and the two officials in charge of foreign affairs naturally knew very well that this deputy envoy was different from the prime minister, the interest group represented by the prime minister, and when the prime minister was there, he wanted to suppress him more harshly, and he could not interfere in any decision, and he could not take the lead on any occasion.

Looking at the positive face of the envoy, Wang Jue secretly thought to himself: But you too, since you have the heart to talk to the officials of this dynasty, you have to learn some Chinese. Otherwise, the right to speak is not in the hands of others, if he says that what you are muttering here is insulting the official, where do you go to reason?

(To be continued.) )