Chapter Ninety-Four: The Storm
Fu Yuan shook his head, didn't pay attention to it, handed her the snack box, and looked at the excellent upbringing, which was very polite. Song Yansheng didn't refuse, took it with both hands, and gave Chu Min a piece by the way.
"Miss Chu...... Seems to have something on mind? It was very comfortable to get along with Fu Yuan and talk, Song Yansheng and they chatted for a while, Fu Yuan was careful, and noticed that Chu Min was not in a high mood, so he asked out loud.
Chu Min ate a snack, shook his head, and didn't say much, "It's nothing, I somehow thought of my eldest brother's matter." β
After listening to Song Yansheng's explanation, Fu Yuan knew that Chu Min went to Beijing to look for someone. She hesitated for a moment, "If you are looking for someone, my brother is good at it, he is going back to Beijing in the near future, let me ask him." β
"Not really." Chu Min thanked him, and didn't want to talk about Chu Huan more, so he waved his hand helplessly and said, "Let him go, don't care about his business anymore." β
Fu Yuan thought through her thoughts, and when he saw her expression, he knew that she had something unspeakable, so he didn't say much, only smiled and nodded. Song Yansheng listened from the side, but pricked up his ears, "Your big brother...... Going back to Beijing in the near future? β
Fu Yuan and Fu Pan are brothers and sisters of the same mother, and her eldest brother naturally speaks of Fu Bi. The people of the Fu family heard that they were also ordered to go south to assist in the audit of the accounts, and it is estimated that Fu is also on the list, and now that he is coming back, there must be something important.
"It should be Jiangnan's official business, he went south with my father for a few days, and it is estimated that things have some eyebrows." Fu Yuan only knew a little about Jiangnan Yanzheng, and she didn't know much about Fu Yuan's specific actions in Jiangnan.
After listening to Song Yansheng, he always had a hunch in his heart that the huge waves in Jiangnan were finally about to turn up.
"Miss Song? Miss Song? Fu Yuan stretched out his hand and waved in front of her, "What do you think, so distracted?" She was suddenly recalled, and raised her hand to take a bite of Mingyueju's red bean cake in disguise, "No, I just think this cake is delicious." β
It's just that, it's useless to think too much, just hope that everything is safe and smooth for my grandfather. She looked at the red bean cake in her hand, and inevitably a touch of white clothes appeared in her mind, with a dark fragrance on her sleeves, clear phoenix eyes, and a smile on the corner of her lips.
And also...... The sixth prince is too, I hope he goes well and returns to Beijing as soon as possible.
sat and talked with Fu Yuan for a while, and after a cup of tea, Yuan Ying also came over. She was tall, and the little girl who led the way was almost unable to keep up with her pace next to her, and before Yuan Yingren arrived, a voice came, "Okay, I'm familiar with this side, you go down first." While raising her name, "Little Six, Little Six!" β
Song Yansheng laughed and beckoned, "Here." β
Yuan Ying took a step and turned up, landed steadily under the verandah, lifted the warm curtain, rubbed his hands and said, "It's very warm inside." Before he finished speaking, "This ...... Coming to the guests? β
Song Yansheng glanced at Hengbo, who stepped forward and smiled and took off the coat she was wearing outside, and said, "The second girl is in a hurry, and Miss Fu has only been here for a short time." β
Yuan Ying looked at Chu Min, then at Fu Yuan, and smiled, "Indeed, it's lively today." There was a dim sum box brought by Fu Yuan on the table, Yuan Ying looked at the logo of Mingyueju, showed a sudden expression, and said to Fu Yuan, "It turns out that you asked me about Xiaoliu's preferences for today's trip." Fu Yuan nodded, and told her about Song Yansheng's help in front of the Rejuvenation Hall last time. After hearing this, Yuan Ying frowned and muttered, "Rejuvenation Hall...... It's the handiwork of the Xiao family again. After speaking, he showed a disgusted expression.
Song Yansheng glanced at her, and then turned her gaze to Fu Yuan, her face was calm, there was no surprise expression, and she thought that she was also the person who knew what was planning her behind the scenes. Retracting her gaze, she subconsciously glanced at the girl she brought beside her, it was a raw face, not the sharp-toothed one she met in the Rejuvenation Hall last time.
It seems that this Fu girl is not a fool. It's time to figure it out, and it's been dealt with neatly.
After thinking about it, she smiled and handed Yuan Ying a snack box, while asking, "Why are you here on this cold day?" β
Yuan Ying's eyes slipped over Chu Min and Fu Yuan present, and then said with a smile, "What else, naturally I miss you." She was not polite, took a piece of chestnut cake and ate it in three or two, took a sip of milk tea and said, "It's so lively today, what kind of interesting do we want to send it away?" β
Song Yansheng scratched the hair on the back of his head, but he wanted to come up with a good place, "It's boring to sit in it and drink tea and talk, there is a thick layer of snow in the back garden, why don't we go to a snowball fight?" β
Yuan Ying's eyes lit up when she heard this, she had always liked these activities the most, and clapped her hands and said, "I remember that there is a snow wind pavilion in the back garden of your house, we are tired of playing, we can go inside to rest, didn't Chunsheng make a charcoal grill, let's try it today." β
Fu Yuan was curious, turned his head and asked, "What charcoal grill?" β
"I have a friend who poured it out, burning charcoal stones at the bottom, and on top of it is an iron horizontal frame, on which you can put some ingredients to bake, add all kinds of sauces, do it yourself, it is not difficult to make, and the food made has a unique flavor."
Song Yansheng explained with a smile, while looking at Hengbo again, "You go and tell the small kitchen, a few portions of the ingredients from last time are as they were, plus a small cage of fresh lamb chops, beef, pork loin and the like." It's best to eat lamb at this time. β
Hengbo rushed down to prepare, and Yuan Ying was eager to try it just by hearing it. Song Yansheng glanced at her, stood up and stretched his waist, "We did it once last time, and the small kitchen also specially prepared some sauces, you can pick them yourself later." After speaking, he looked at Fu Yuan, stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Fu, let's go." β
On the other side, thousands of miles away from the south of the Yangtze River.
There are snowflakes floating outside, a white and vast world of ice and snow glass. The charcoal stove was burning warmly in the house, smoking Liao Lanxiang, and it was leisurely.
Duan Xun sat on the cushion by the stove, the corners of his snow-white clothes dragged to the ground, and his black hair fell softly, just looking at his back, it was particularly pleasing to the eye.
Click-click-click-There was a sound of stepping on the snow outside, the warm curtain was suddenly lifted with snowflakes, and Jingyun approached with a body of wind and snow. Duan Xun raised his hand and didn't let him salute, and pointed to the cushion, "Sit." Roast over a fire. β
Jing Yun sat down in front of him with his hands and feet tied. His master was wearing only a layer of white robe that was not too thick in the room, and a pair of snow-white slender hands protruded from the wide sleeves. He supported his chin slightly, holding a letter in one hand, his phoenix eyes drooping, and he didn't know if he was reading it.
There is a red mark on the letter, indicating that it is an urgent letter. Jing Yun listened to him and asked unhurriedly, "Has Fu Bian arrived in Beijing?" β
Jingyun thought for a while, "This morning's news, people have already passed the South Gate Pass, and they will arrive in a few days." β
Duan Xun sighed, looking at the letter in hand, his tone was leisurely and gentle, and he smiled a little, "The time is just right, and the joint report of Shen Su and the Song family is estimated to be in the hands of my father." By the way, have you arranged the things that you have arranged? β
"Don't worry, master." Jing Yun nodded, "It's just that the movement of the third prince is a little big." β
"If he doesn't remove some of the main forces, he will finish playing with Pan Zongjiang." Duan Xun laughed, closed the letter, took a pair of scissors, and slowly repaired the letter paper, Fengmu said in a low voice, "Put it over there first, and get rid of Lin Jialin Ruya first." That's right...... Didn't the six girls ask for the golden salon gall, and send it to the Beijing Gate together. β
Jing Yun naturally knew which of the six girls in his mouth was, so he nodded in response, "Subordinates remember it." Speaking of the Lin family, I remembered a related matter, "I heard that the spies from the Lin family reported that Her Royal Highness the eldest princess had frequent old illnesses, and she probably couldn't get through it." β
Duan Xun pointed his fingers, raised his eyebrows, and then sighed, "I, the imperial aunt, is a poor person who can't help herself. You send someone to protect some, the people of the Lin family...... It's no longer useful. β
Duan Xun is not a soft-hearted person, and he doesn't have much affection for this imperial aunt. This eldest princess has been in turmoil for half her life, not consummated, and even fell into madness, hateful and pitiful. This was Song Yansheng's former sighing words, which he listened to in his ears.
Being in the royal family, from the beginning of his birth, fate has been pushed forward, who can be alone.
Jing Yun looked at him, knew what he was thinking again, and was about to retreat softly, but Duan Xun raised his eyes slightly, a slight light flashed in his phoenix eyes, and he said softly as if talking to himself, "It's winter, it's time to go back." I think the Song family is a little six. β
Jingyun heard it clearly, turned his head to look at the snowflakes outside the window, and wondered if it was snowing in the Beijing Gate now.
Then to the other side of the Beijing Gate, this year's cold winter is destined to be not peaceful.
On the night when Shen Su and Song Zhi jointly sent an urgent recital to the Holy Heart Cultivation Palace, Emperor Mingde's face quickly turned red, and then turned white and blue, and finally, the table for reviewing the recital was overturned, and the official documents all over the ground poured down like snowflakes.
The chief of the chamberlain, Li Lu's father-in-law, couldn't hold the teapot steadily, and when he saw that the saint was so angry that he pulled out the ancestor's Nine Dragons sword and shook his arm and slashed it around, he stepped forward quickly, knelt down with a plop, and shouted: "Saint, take care of the dragon body!" β
Emperor Mingde held the sword, grasped it tightly on the back of his hand, and jumped out of the green tendons. He breathed heavily, stared at Li Lu who was squatting beside his legs, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, attacked his head with anger, and the whole person fell straight backwards.
"Holy ββ!"
"Holy! Come on! Fast! Hurry up - Xuan Taiyi! β
The entire inner court was lit up all at once.
Duan Xun: My God, there are more people killed halfway than in my play, when will I see my daughter-in-law, I'm about to suffocate to death! @@@δΈεͺιΉ€
A crane: Smash, the Jiangnan chapter is being closed, I want to think about it~ arrange it as soon as possible~ snickering
Duan Xun: ...... Don't laugh, write angry
A cadre of people who were killed halfway, etc.: ...... Huh.