Chapter 241: Don't Look in the Mirror Either

For several days in a row, the officials of Shuncheon Mansion found that there was a thick exhaustion between Lord Wen's eyebrows.

Wen Zifu was suddenly transferred from Lin'an to the capital, and he still took Huo Huaiding's path.

Originally, many people were waiting to see Bi Zhi'an scolding, but Lord Bi was upright and didn't go around in circles, and he definitely didn't like subordinates like Wen Zifu.

didn't think about it, Bi Zhi'an looked at Wen Zifu quite pleasantly.

Especially after the case of Qiu Xian, during this period of time, Wen Zifu worked honestly and steadily, and it seemed that he had gained a firm foothold in Shuntian Mansion.

didn't think about it, this is so good, Wen Zifu suddenly became absent-minded.

has a good relationship with Wen Zifu, and whispered to him: "If there is anything at home, don't bring your emotions to the yamen, let Master Bi see it when he goes on a business trip, and he will never show mercy when he trains people." ”

Wen Zifu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I know." ”

There are also those who don't like Wen Zifu, waiting behind to watch a good show.

The drama of Lord Bi stabbing Wen Zifu such a related household, although it was a few months late, didn't it still come?

Wen Zifu didn't care about those, he was singing his own drama conscientiously.

He is the head of the family who is not human inside and out, and he is so worried that he loses his hair.

In particular, he can't sing this play yet.

Official business must be done in a down-to-earth manner, and serious business must not be delayed.

Therefore, he could only sit in a chair in his free time, holding a tea cup, his eyes empty, letting the heat in front of him, and sighing helplessly.

Alas......

Bi Zhi'an glanced at Wen Zifu obliquely.

He listened to the sigh for a few days, and it was a headache.

"Master Wen," Bi Zhian frowned at him, "Why don't I give you a leave tomorrow, you will take a break the day after tomorrow, a total of two days, you take care of the affairs at home?" ”

Bi Zhi'an is not unheard.

Although the cause of the incident is not well understood, he also has friends who live in Yanzi Hutong.

I heard that in the past few days, the Wen family has had a lot of contradictions.

It is said that if you don't listen to indecent people, you really won't have to open your ears to listen to other people's quarrels, but the house is so big, some movements will spread.

It is said that it was Mrs. Wen and the niece in the next room who had an unpleasant quarrel.

When Wen Zifu heard this, he hurriedly smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "My lord, Xiaguan will only add fuel to the fire at home, and Xiaguan is still ......"

Seeing this, Bi Zhi'an didn't persuade much.

Each family has its own problems, and outsiders can't see through it, and they can't manage it.

Wen Zifu's heart moved, and he took advantage of the fact that there was no one else in the study, and discussed with Bi Zhi'an in a suppressed voice.

"It's better to train the lower officials again, and the next day the next day the lower officials will not rest, so they will come to the yamen to ......"

Bi Zhi'an was very surprised when he heard this, and when he saw Wen Zifu squeezing his eyebrows at him, he suddenly understood.

I'm afraid there is a doorway among them.

Wen Yan is not a squeamish girl.

After living in the palace for so many years, I know how to observe words and feelings, and I know best when to enter and when to retreat.

As long as the little girl is willing, she can coax a room full of young and old.

All of a sudden, she would fall out with her uncle?

Nine times out of ten, the family has their own considerations and considerations.

Even so, Bi Zhi'an doesn't mind making it convenient and just doing it.

He immediately lowered his face, and his voice was slightly too high: "Lord Wen, these case files must be sorted out within a month, and you can't do it at your speed." Either take your heart and bring up the speed, or don't rest! ”

Officials who pass by, look at me, and I look at you.

Sure enough, Master Bi was about to get angry.

The sky was sinking.

The county lord of Wanyang occupied the pavilion on the rockery of the princess's mansion, eating and drinking while listening to the words of the people below.

"Wen Zifu has been trained today."

Wanyang motioned to Mama to pour wine and said: "With Bi Zhi'an's temper, the training is light, Wen Zifu is confused a few times, and he scolds even more fiercely." ”

"County Lord," said the man below, "in the evening, Wen Yan went out again, and he still went to ask Xiangfang." Our people stared at it for a while, not long after Wen Yan's front foot arrived, the fourth son of the back foot also arrived. ”

The county lord of Wanyang took a sip of wine and giggled: "It's not, she fell out with the second room, but she can't hug Huo Yixiao's thigh and chase after her every day." ”

Mama lowered her eyes and said, "County Lord, did Wen Yan really fall out with the second room?" The slave maid heard that she had always had a good relationship with her uncle, who was separated from her. ”

"Good relationship?" The county lord of Wanyang sneered, "When they are irrelevant to each other, it is naturally good, but once interests are involved, isn't it completely exposed?"

Wen Yan has always been in Beijing, and he has no contact with the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion in Lin'an.

When her parents cut off her head, the rest of the family will be implicated to some extent, and of course there will be complaints about her.

Otherwise, how did I hear that after she returned to Lin'an, she was thrown into a hot spring village for a year?

If it weren't for Wen Yan to catch the Huo family's line, do you see if any uncle and aunt would be polite to her.

Now, I have taken a fancy to Wen Ci, as long as this thing is done, the second room of the Wen family will be able to soar, where do you need to see Wen Yan's face.

Wen Yan stopped the second room from running forward, and her uncle tore her up. ”

When Mama heard this, she responded, "You have a point. ”

The county lord of Wanyang was very proud: "Wen Yan also knew that she couldn't help this matter, so she simply gave up arguing with the second room and stared at Huo Yixiao."

But what kind of thigh is Huo Yixiao?

If you want me to say, maybe it will be broken one day.

If he has any thoughts, His Highnesses will not let him go first.

There is only a warm banquet, and Huo Yixiao will be treated as a fragrant dumpling. ”

Mama followed the words of the county lord of Wanyang and said: "I heard that Wen Yan fascinated the fourth son, and Concubine Huo, in order to obey the wishes of the fourth prince, invited the imperial doctor to Wen Yan and gave the cat an official." ”

"What's so strange about this," the county lord of Wanyang was overjoyed, "These boys are all fools, and when a girl says that she likes him, she will be dizzy all of a sudden."

Wen Ci is the same, and the wooden man is the same, one deceives and one is accurate.

Don't look in the mirror either, worthy? ”

"Then you mean," Mama pondered what the county lord of Wanyang meant, "everything is going according to plan?" ”

"Don't wait," Wanyang said, "That's it!" ”

In the private room of Xiangfang, Wen Yan held a bowl and drank soup in small sips.

This is one of the best restaurants in Beijing, specializing in dishes with the taste of the old capital.

Wen banquet, although it can't be compared with Lin'an City, but it always means that.

In the past few days, knowing that someone is watching Yanzi Hutong, Wen Yan no longer goes to Xihua Hutong, but sets the place here.

Huo Yixiao sipped his wine.

Judging from his looks, he was not in a good mood.

The private room is elegant, isolating most of the movement in the lobby, but it is not your own place after all.

Even Ebony didn't want to come.

He could neither watch the black cat lying on the water's edge in Xihua Hutong to watch the fish, nor could he see the black cat lying on the Bogu shelf in the West Cross Courtyard snoring.

Half of the fun is missing, and it's really unpleasant.

"Wanyang is too inky." Huo Yixiao said.