His Majesty asked in person, and a small official like Song Tian with sesame mung beans would not be able to reply.

He bowed in the hall and said: "A few days ago, the first floor of the Sixth Street and Lane was water, and it was an embroidery building opened by Humble Jing in Beijing. The case has not been solved, and the minister is a little worried. ”

Walking in the water in Beijing, Emperor Zhuang Wen heard a little.

He knocked on the table, looked at the young courtier in the hall with his head down, and instructed the eunuch beside him: "Spread the word and let Dali Temple find out as soon as possible." ”

"Yes."

The eunuch was ordered to leave.

Song Tian knelt down directly in the hall, "Your Majesty." ”

The case of the water in Beijing reached the ears of the emperor, and now that the rumors have come down, how dare Dali City be slow.

Lord Lu of Dali Temple personally took over the case and ordered Jiang Boyuan to be his deputy.

At the beginning, the case was deadlocked, mainly because of the loss of key witnesses.

Now that he is retrieving, Jiang Boyuan remembers the stall owner who has no news.

The people of Dali Temple found a painter and said that they wanted to draw the person's appearance.

Tang Shan went and described that the painting did not look like it.

Later, Ah Xiu made a special trip to bring Lu Wei over, and the painter didn't need it, Lu Wei took it upon herself to depict the appearance of the person.

Jiang Boyuan had been standing in the hall, and when he saw the woman's expression of concentration and her hands flying, he unconsciously saw some of his eyes.

He had never seen such a focused person, as if the whole world was not in her eyes, only the pen in her hand brought out a trace of charm.

Lu Wei's painting was completed in one go, she put down her pen, looked up and met the man's dark eyes.

Her original concentration shattered with a single blow, and she turned her head away, her face slightly red.

At this time, Jiang Boyuan realized that his behavior was different, and he shouldn't go to see a girl who hadn't left the cabinet like this.

So, in order to hide his gaffe, he stepped forward and picked up the painting and handed it to Lord Lu on the main seat.

Lord Lu nodded secretly, this embroidery girl's painting is very good, and the painter of Dali Temple is far behind her.

After getting the portrait, Dali Temple immediately arranged a wanted warrant, and the rest of the matter was to wait for news.

At night, Song Tian stepped on the falling snow and returned.

He saw Ah Xiu waiting for her at the gate of the courtyard, stepped forward and shook her hand and said, "Is it cold?" Don't wait here for me, keep an eye on me. ”

If in the past, Ah Xiu really wouldn't have come to pick him up because he was pregnant, but now it's different, this man has helped a lot, and he has to thank him.

"You did what the emperor said to Dali Temple?"

Song Tian said with a smile: "Your Majesty asked, and I said it casually. Walking in Beijing is not trivial, and His Majesty also wants to find out. ”

Is it really a casual remark?

Ah Xiu glanced at him suspiciously, since she became an official in the court, she felt that the man was getting deeper and deeper, and that kind of bearing was slowly approaching the man in her dream.

The two returned to the room, and Ah Xiu asked someone to serve the food.

"By the way, I may be out for a few days after the beginning of the year."

Song Tian suddenly mentioned this, and Ah Xiu glanced at him unexpectedly, "What does Your Majesty mean?" ”

Song Tian shook his head, "I guess." ”

"Guess?"

Ah Xiu choked, this has to be guessed.

"The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, let's talk about it that day."

Song Tian nodded, and then looked at her belly that was not yet pregnant, "It's nothing else, I'm just afraid that I won't be there when you are born." ”

Their first child, he wanted to be with her.

"Okay, things haven't been decided yet, don't think about it so much."

Song Tian nodded, it was obvious that he had already begun to prepare mentally.

Ah Xiu glanced at him and said, "By the way, can you go and inquire about Jiang Boyuan's private affairs." ”

"What's this, you ask?"

In the bedroom of the two, how could she mention other men, Song Tian was a little dissatisfied.

Ah Xiu pouted, "I just understand, you don't know, I think Lu Wei has some meaning to him." ”

Song Tian was stunned when he heard this.

After thinking for a while, he said, "He doesn't know how to say it, and he hasn't learned anything about it yet. And in a place like Changninghou, if you have the opportunity, persuade it. ”

Song Tian heard that Changninghou at the border was coming back, and Jiang Boyuan, who had reached marriageable age by then, had to be arranged, and he still couldn't afford to be like them.

Ah Xiu also understands this truth, but she is still a little unwilling after all, so she wants to ask.

Lu Wei finally fell in love with someone, and she hoped that the two could have a secret.

"I see."

The next day, Ah Xiu took advantage of Tianyan to think of Lu Wei's yard for a walk, but after thinking about it, he didn't go.

She could see Lu Wei's thoughts, and at the same time, she knew that she had been suppressing her emotions, maybe she was also clear about those truths.

Forget it, give her a thought.

The New Year is approaching, and the Marquis of Changning, who has been holding on to the border for three years, returns to the dynasty.

Emperor Zhuang Wen asked the Ministry of Rites to arrange a guard of honor to welcome him back to Beijing, and also met him in the main hall, and gave him a lot of silk and satin and novelties.

The Marquis of Changning took his two sons to thank him, and finally rode back to his house.

The Jiang family, Mrs. Yu and the whole family are already waiting at the gate of the house.

Changning Hou, who was over fifty years old, rode back, his temples were white, his face was full of scum, his eyes were sharp and sharp, with a few scars of different shades on his face, he watched from a distance and the fierce momentum came to the wind.

Old Madam Yu immediately smiled when she looked at her son's figure.

Jiang Peng also threw his horsewhip and quickly came to the old lady.

"Mother, unfilial piety is back."

He turned over and dismounted, and greeted the large group of people who came over.

Mrs. Yu's eyes were red, and she held her son's hand and said, "It's good to come back, let's go in quickly, it's cold outside." ”

At this time, the two sons who returned with Jiang Peng also dismounted.

A group of people greeted briefly at the door, and Jiang Peng's eyes were on the young man at the back of the crowd.

It's Bo Yuan, I haven't seen him for three years, and he's already an adult.

When Mrs. Yu saw her son's gaze, she immediately beckoned to Jiang Boyuan, who was standing behind.

"Bo Yuan, what are you doing standing there, come here."

Jiang Boyuan stepped forward silently, and he didn't have the excitement and joy on the faces of the people around him.

"Peng'er, you know, Bo Yuan is the emperor's personal Tanhualang, and he is already on an errand in Dali Temple."

Jiang Peng naturally knew all these things, and the old lady wrote to him.

He nodded, looking at Jiang Boyuan with a hint of relief.

This time, Jiang Boyuan finally came, and called in a low voice, "Dad." ”

His attitude was neither salty nor light, and anyone who looked at it was slow, but no one cared about this, and the family quickly turned around and went back to the courtyard.

At noon, Mrs. Yu took everyone to have a reunion dinner, and then the family drank tea in the hall and talked very tacitly, looking very peaceful.

Jiang Boyuan was able to endure it at first, but later his emotions gradually revealed and he showed impatience.

Old Lady Yu glanced at him and said, "Bo Yuan, is there something in the yamen?" Why don't you get busy first? ”

Jiang Boyuan walked down the pole and immediately stood up and said, "There is something wrong." Dad, eldest brother, second brother, Bo Yuan retreated first. ”