The door of Shangshu's Mansion was still closed, Wanjun looked at his former buddies and little scholars, and turned himself away, he was really a little incomprehensible and a little heartbroken.

Wanjun paced around the door of Shangshu Mansion, he seemed to see the happy time they used to have together at the door, but he was immediately beaten back to reality by the cold wind blowing in his face. It's changed, everything has changed! Now, Yique is Lord Shangshu, but he is nothing.

Just as he was sad, the door opened. It was the same kid just now, his cheeks were red, and he had obviously been outside for a long time.

He beckoned to Wanjun and said, "Come in, your lord told you to come in!" ”

Wanjun didn't speak, and went straight into the mansion.

He followed the child, and the two of them didn't say a word, not even make eye contact.

Not long after walking, when he arrived outside the living room, the child whispered at the door: "Adult, Du Wanjun has arrived!" ”

"Let him in!"

Yique said to the child.

"Let's go in, my lord will let you in!"

The child glanced at Wanjun and turned to leave.

Wanjun pushed open the door and saw Yique sitting on the chair opposite, the moment he opened the door, the cold wind that blew in hit him, and he said with a shudder: "Close the door quickly!" ”

Just as he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that it was sometimes an identity to speak like that, so he immediately sat upright, looked at Wanjun and said, "Gong ......"

As soon as a magpie spit out the word "male", he immediately stopped it. Although they are still in a master-servant relationship, their positions have been reversed.

"Du Gongzi, what are you looking for me?"

Yique immediately changed his words and looked at Wanjun who was standing opposite.

"Lord Shangshu, I have something to ask for!"

Wanjun originally wanted to call him by his name, but it can be seen that he is so separated from himself, so he has no choice but to call him Lord in the current relationship.

"Oh?"

Yique stood up, walked in front of him, and stared at him for a long time before he spoke: "Dignified Young Master Du, what can you do if you are looking for a subordinate of me?" ”

The inferiority complex and humility in his bones have never changed, even if he is now a high-ranking criminal department secretary, but it is difficult to eradicate the things in his bones.

"My lord, I'm here for Xiyan's business, maybe you also know about his imprisonment!"

Wanjun only felt that the distance between them was very far away, even if they stood face to face, but the master-servant relationship for many years disappeared with Yique becoming Shangshu.

"Xiyan? He—what's wrong? ”

Yique asked rhetorically.

"My lord, he is painting and carving wood now, you can't be unaware, right?"

Wanjun was surprised, it would be fine if he was indifferent to him, but he was so ruthless to Xiyan, and even pretended not to know.

Wanjun had tears in her eyes and was extremely cold.

Yique walked over and sat down, and said with a smile: "Do it!" ”

"That's what you're talking about? I know about this, and I approved his imprisonment. ”

He's good, he said it so lightly, he looked like he didn't care.

Wanjun, who had just sat down, stood up excitedly again, he frowned, and said loudly: "You know? Did you know that he was disfigured? You know he's worse off than dead! ”

"Hahahaha, Du Wanjun, don't pretend to be a good person here, if you are so kind, you will go to jail for him?"

A magpie laughed, and the laughter was eerie, like a mournful sound coming from an empty valley.

"You're a good person all day, since you're so distressed, I can order you to be replaced."

He looked at Wanjun with burning eyes, and the flames in his eyes were burning, and he was about to devour Wanjun.

Wanjun was dumbfounded by Yique's question. Yes, he didn't want to save Xiyan, but when he asked him to replace him, he still hesitated. His selfishness made him look like a clown, and if Xiyan's imprisonment was caused by him, then it was so ridiculous that he was now pretending to beg Yique to let Xiyan go.

He kept his head down, his eyes glazed over, not knowing how to face the problem of the century.

Yique stood up and waved his sleeves, walked up to Wanjun, and looked at him domineeringly.

"Du Wanjun, I was right, you are just too selfish, and you are still pretending to be a good person here, do you think I don't want to save him? Do you think I feel good in my heart? But it's all because of you, because of you! ”

A magpie's eyeballs were covered with red bloodshots, and his eye sockets were about to crack. He blamed Wanjun for all this, and it was he who hurt Xiyan.

"Yique, you, how can you say that? I don't want it to be like this, but how can you blame me for everything? ”

Wanjun was very aggrieved, but he still shed the most useless tears in the world.

"Young Master Du, let's go, since you don't want to save Xiyan, it's useless to stay here!"

Yique turned around and prepared to leave, he didn't want to talk to a hypocrite like Wanjun anymore.

Before he could take a few steps, he heard Wanjun shouting, "Yique, please, save Xiyan!" ”

Yique stopped, sneered, and said, "Young Master, I beg you to save him!" ”

With that, he took a step and walked out.

Wanjun was left alone in the room to grieve alone, his heart was poked to pieces, and all his self-righteousness was shattered.

"Is it really my own mistake? Is it all because of him? No, it's not like that! ”

Wanjun knelt on the ground with a "plop", and the cold wind suddenly slammed open the door and broke in. He braved the wind, tears stuck to his running hair, but he couldn't keep his broken heart.

"Xiyan, I'm sorry! I'll get you out! ”

Wanjun stood up and walked back against the wind. The palace was dimly blown by the sudden yellow wind, and the palace lamps swayed wildly in the wind. The dim light does not illuminate the way forward, and you can only discern the direction by feeling.

......

"Wanjun, where have you been?"

Chunqiu saw Wanjun walking back in despair, he hurriedly stepped forward and took his hand.

Wanjun raised his head to look at Chunqiu, he hugged him and cried: "Chunqiu, it's all my fault, it's all my fault!" ”

Chunqiu didn't know what Wanjun had just experienced, and it was so abnormal as soon as she came back.

"What's wrong? Do you blame you for everything? ”

Chunqiu touched Wanjun's back, hoping that he could calm his mood.

"Chunqiu, am I being selfish?"

Wanjun turned from crying to sobbing, and asked with red eyes.

"No, you're not selfish, don't be cranky!"

Chunqiu comforted.

"What should I do? What am I going to do? ”

Wanjun seemed to have walked into a dead end and couldn't get out, all his disguises were blown away by the wind, and a transparent self stood in front of everyone, allowing everyone to watch and point.

"It's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine!"

Before Chunqiu could finish speaking, Wanjun pushed him away and rushed out.

"Wanjun, where are you going? Wait for me! ”

Spring and Autumn also ran out.

"Where are you going?"

Chunqiu caught up with Wanjun and grabbed his arm and asked.

"East Factory!"

"And where did you just go?"

Chunqiu thought that he had just gone to the East Factory.

"You're not going to look for a magpie, are you?"

"Yes!"

Wanjun didn't have the heart to say this to Chunqiu at all, the only thing he had to do now was to rush to Dongchang as soon as possible, find Gonggong Wei, and ask him for help.

The wind was blowing so hard that Chunqiu couldn't open his eyes at all, so he put one hand in front of his eyes to block the wind and continued to move forward.

"Why didn't Yique save Xiyan?"

Chunqiu asked.

But after a while, Wanjun didn't speak. Chunqiu didn't ask any more, because no matter what he said, Wanjun wouldn't answer him.

Dongchang stands in the yellow wind, even if the wind is strong, it is as stable as Mount Tai.

Wanjun knocked on the door of the East Factory, and after a long time, an old eunuch came out of the door and said, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Back to my father-in-law, let's look for the factory father!"

I don't know if it's because the wind is too strong, or because the old eunuch is behind his ears, he asked again.

"We're looking for a factory company!"

Wanjun yelled.

The old eunuch pushed open the door tremblingly and said, "Come in!" ”

"Grandpa Xie!"

Wanjun and Chunqiu walked to the door but were stopped by the old eunuch, he raised his head and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Wanjun couldn't believe his ears, he turned to look at Chunqiu, and then looked at the old eunuch and said, "Find, find Grandpa Wei!" ”

"Are you that Du Wanjun?"

The old eunuch asked unhurriedly.

"Yes!"

Wanjun replied.

"Go, the factory is already waiting for you!"

Wanjun is no longer strange, every time he is desperate and can't think about it, he will come to the factory father. And the factory boss seemed to have already thought that he would come, and he was waiting for him early.

"Factory Father!"

Wanjun only promised and cautiously called the factory duke.

Gonggong Wei loosened his eyelids, and only opened his eyes after a long time and said, "Coming?" ”

Wanjun hurriedly replied: "Disturb the factory!" ”

Father-in-law Wei sat up slowly from the couch, took off the blanket covering his body and said with a smile: "Look at me, I'm old, I can't get up after waking up for a long time!" ”

Wanjun hurriedly ran over and grabbed Gonggong Wei's arm and said, "Immortal, you, you will never come!" ”

Gonggong Wei sat upright, touched the back of Wanjun's hand and said, "You are the sweetest!" ”

Chunqiu, who was standing on the side, couldn't wait to go up and give this old thing two punches, but he couldn't, if he did, then Xiyan would really be hopeless.

Gonggong Wei glanced at Chunqiu, who was standing next to him, and said, "Isn't this Zuo Chunqiu?" Coming back? ”

Chunqiu said: "Yes, factory father!" ”

"Add some charcoal to the charcoal pot!"

After Grandpa Wei finished speaking, he let Wanjun sit beside him.

Chunqiu clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and walked over to add carbon to the charcoal basin.

"Wanjun, why can't you come back to see me?"

Grandpa Wei complained.

"Factory father, I'm not here!"

Wanjun smiled.

"I'll just say, you brought Zuo Chunqiu back, now you can rest assured, you don't have to worry about him anymore."

Gonggong Wei glanced at Chunqiu and said, "Sit down!" ”

In addition to walking to the stool and sitting down, Chunqiu could neither lose his temper nor turn away. The stomach was full of fire, and he didn't know where to go, so he could only clench his fists to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Factory Gong, I heard that Yique is now the newly appointed secretary of the Criminal Department!"

Wanjun also pretended not to know, and deliberately used Wei's father-in-law's words.

"Yes, you should be happy, he turned out to be your servant, and now he can have such a great achievement, which has nothing to do with your cultivation!"

Father-in-law Wei yawned and said with a smile: "I'm old, and I dozed off before I could talk a few words." ”

In fact, he meant that Wanjun should say it quickly if he had anything to say, he didn't want to waste time doing tai chi, and he didn't want to waste any more saliva.

"The factory man smiled, it was all Yique's own efforts."

Grandpa Wei didn't speak, his eyelids gradually began to close, and it didn't take long for him to snore.

Wanjun and Chunqiu sat quietly next to them, and they waited for him to wake up again.