Jin Heng said: "Yes." Moreover, every year, the county guard will also ask the imperial court for special funds for disaster relief, or subsidies for fighting Nanshao, in short, there are many names. ”

Ming Yan raised his head, and his eagle-like eyes grabbed Jin Heng's eyes: "Did you find something?" ”

Jin Heng took a deep breath: "A few days ago, I went to the dam to check the hydrological situation and chatted with the people. They said that the previous county guard, that is, the current Ministry of Industry Shangshu Ma Yue, loved his wife like his life and spent money like dirt. His wife loved Nanzhu, so he ordered many people to go to Dajingze for pearl diving. The number of pearl divers who died in Dajingze is innumerable. ”

Ming Yan listened attentively. Dajingze is a good place to die, and the pearl diver may have died accidentally, so why are those officials in charge?

"I'm suspicious, come back and check the account books of the year," Jin Heng pointed to the account books in Ming Yan's hand, "The result is as you can see." I don't think it's a coincidence, that Ma Shangshu, I'm afraid..."

"I got a lot of money from Fu'an." Ming Yan answered and slammed the floor hard, "He actually dares to collect money from a battlefield fortress like Fu'an County!" It is really bitter to prosper the people and suffer to die! No wonder when we first came, the people of Fu'an avoided it when they heard that we were coming from Chang'an! ”

Jin Heng said: "We must not take this matter lightly, we can't get conclusive evidence, and we can't startle the snake." ”

"That's nature." Ming Yan lowered his head and thought about it, and said excitedly: "Why don't I write to my father and brother and ask them to help us in Chang'an..."

Before he finished speaking, he was silent, expecting his father, who obeyed the rules, and the stupid eldest brother, which was tantamount to messing with himself.

Jin Heng smiled and said, "I think you can write a letter to Fumei and ask her to ask Pei Shangshu to ask her." ”

Ming Yan looked at Jin Heng's calm eyes, groaned, and smiled: "Put it down?" ”

Jin Heng kicked him lightly with his toes: "Less nonsense." ”

The last time Afu wrote from her, she mentioned that she was pregnant. Jin Heng couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, and he felt as if something had slowly melted away.

Ming Yan said: "Did Afu tell you?" Pei Shangshu went to Yumen Pass to fight. ”

Jin Heng shook his head: "I didn't say it in the letter, but a while ago, I came over and mentioned it to me, saying that Yumen was fighting at the gate, and asked us to be prepared and wary of Nan Shao's unauthorized moves." ”

Ming Yan sighed: "Alas, that assassin is said to have been entrusted by my aunt to kiss me." Although the villagers of Fu'an have been like this in the past two years, they are neither chiefs nor relatives, so it is easier to refuse, and the two sides of the thorn history are so scared that I dare not see him. ”

Jin Heng turned around and poured him a bowl of tung leaf tea, and said with emotion: "Don't mention it, Sister Fu had to connect me with Sister Pei Shangshu's girl a few days ago, and then my heart will be overturned." ”

Ming Yan laughed: "Afu is really like this? What's that girl's name? How old are you? Have you read any books? What kind of medicine are you taking now? ”

Jin Heng couldn't help but laugh too, and made a gesture to hit him with a scroll, Ming Yan hurriedly made amends, took the tea cup and tasted it slowly.

Jin Heng looked at Ming Yan, who was dressed in white and had hair draped, like an immortal, and said strangely: "Speaking of which, why don't you marry?" You are a three-year-old Daguan person, and now you are twenty-three, no wonder your aunt is in a hurry. ”

Ming Yan's narrow eyes were a little uninhibited, and he smiled at Jin Heng and didn't speak.

Jin Heng kicked him: "Say it quickly!" ”

Ming Yan put down the teacup unhurriedly: "There are so many caress in the world, why do you want to be confined to marriage?" ”

Jin Heng tasted the product carefully and said with a smile: "It's worthy of you." That's what you can think of. ”

Ming Yan said: "What about you?" Don't tell me you can't forget my sister. ”

Although his tone was impulsive, his expression was calm, and he had a mocking smile. Jin Heng also smiled: "What, angry with me, Xiao Xiang?" ”

After pondering for a long time, Ming Yan said slowly: "It's not that I'm angry with you, Xiao Xiang, you and Afu are very compatible, I have always regarded you as my brother-in-law in the past." It's just that in addition to this relationship, you and I are also confidants, and I also wish you all the best. Now that Afu has been married for more than two years and has children, she is soft-minded, and she must not only be you in her heart. I don't think it's fair to you. ”

He looked at Jin Heng's soft outline, and the few stubbles that had emerged from his hard work in the past few days filled him with a layer of mature halo: "There are so many good girls in the world, although Afu is good, you don't have to hang yourself on her little sapling." ”

Jin Heng rubbed the teacup in his hand, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I didn't deliberately kill myself from the world. It's just that sometimes I subconsciously think that I have already been married, and Fumei is my wife - after all, after so many years ago, both families have also prepared like this, aren't they? ”

Ming Yan was speechless.

After a long time, Jin Heng put the teacup aside and said with a smile: "You, don't think so much for me." When I went to the census a few days ago, I heard an anecdote from the people, saying that they called us Fu'an Shuangbi....."

Ming Yan almost squirted out a sip of tea, his eyes full of unbelievable smiles.

He swallowed and said with a smile: "No, no, how does it sound like a pair of young girls standing side by side?" ”

"I haven't finished yet, they said that we both don't marry because we are too old to marry... The two of us are a couple..."Jin Heng covered his face and said the second half of the sentence, and he also felt funny.

Ming Yan laughed: "If I were a woman, I would be willing to entrust you for life." ”

Jin Heng stood up with a smile on the ground: "Miss Xiang Mingyan, let's go, go to your boudoir, let's sort out the situation together, write a document and send it to Fumei, and ask her to hand it over to Pei Shangshu." ”

Ming Yan arrogantly stretched out a hand and pinched his throat: "Brother Jin Heng carries me!" ”

Jin Heng made a "bang" in his head, and those childhood memories came overwhelmingly.

Fumei also opened her hands to him like this back then, and her eyes were full of him at that time....

Jin Heng always smiled and patted her head, unwilling to have a skin-to-skin kiss before marriage.

He always thinks that he will still grow it for the rest of his life....

Ming Yan grew up with them, why didn't he hear this sentence, but he forgot it for a while, and as soon as the words came out, he tasted wrong, looking at Jin Heng's momentary distraction, he secretly regretted it in his heart, quickly got up, pressed his hands on Jin Heng's shoulders, and pushed him out: "If you don't carry it, you won't carry it, go, hurry up, after writing tonight, you can ask the messenger to send it tomorrow morning." ”

Jin Hengqiang suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, and walked to Ming Yan's courtyard with a smile.

"If you explain things clearly, then you can write a letter. I will transcribe this account book, so that Afu and Pei Shangshu can check it. Ming Yan said.

Jin Heng nodded, and sat down at his desk: "Where is the letter?" ”

The desk was not big enough, Ming Yan transcribed the account book on the coffee table in the outer hall, and said: "You look for it in the drawer on the right hand, there is a pile of osmanthus notes, I specially made it to write credit." ”

Jin Heng smiled and shook his head, Ming Yan is really exaggerated, although Fumei likes osmanthus, she doesn't have to even throw in the letter paper.....

There were piles of dense family letters and brand-new letterheads scattered in the drawers, and when Jin Heng rummaged through them, a few lines of words came into view:

“...... Aunt Li and my eldest sister somehow found out about my meeting with Brother Jin Heng, and sang and sang at the family banquet, and Shuyu ..... when he learned about it."

knew that he shouldn't, but Jin Heng couldn't control his hand, so he couldn't help but take out the thin piece of paper, and looked down with shaking hands: "..... I was so dissatisfied that I couldn't contact the outside world for more than a month, so I delayed my reply to my second brother. Now that everything is fine, don't read it, brother, and don't tell A-Niang, the matter has passed, and it will only increase the worry. ”

Next is some homely gossip, a look at the payment, it was written in early March, and I want to send it to Ming Yan's hands in June.

The family banquet of the Xiang family is usually from the beginning of January, and it is a full two months to the beginning of March, what Fumei has experienced in these two months, and how she survived such a delicate temperament, Jin Heng dare not think.

"How many years did Ma Shangshu serve as the county guard of Fu'an? Four years? Ming Yan's voice came.

Jin Heng hurriedly put his family letter into a pile of letterheads, and said loudly: "Six years! Before the second term of office expired, he was transferred back to Beijing. ”

He calmed down, took out a piece of letter paper, dipped it in ink, tiled it, brewed the words, and began to put pen to paper.

Ming Yan finished transcribing the account book, returned to the table, and saw that Jin Heng's letter had just been written, and said with a smile: "Brother Heng, who is like a god, can't he write it?" ”

Jin Heng smiled and interrupted, asking him to help share the burden, but he couldn't shake off the cloud of the family letter in his heart.