Heng Xin walked away, faster than Wan Bingyu.

This walk is not about where he went, but about dying.

Yes, only one night after separating from Wan Bingyu, Wan Bingyu was riding a horse and was about to leave Liangcheng, but suddenly heard that the county magistrate had died in the yamen.

The moment he heard the news, Wan Bingyu only felt that his brain was buzzing, and all the sounds in this world fell extremely unreal in his ears, as if everything was light and floating, and there was no substance.

Xing'er called her a lot next to her, she knew that Xing'er was calling him, but she was in a trance, and she couldn't even answer, and finally her eyes went black and she fell off the horse.

……

A year later.

Capital.

In the lobby on the first floor of a teahouse, the storyteller is spitting on a poignant love story. In a newspaper box on the second floor, a woman in white sat on the ground, pointing to a teacup in her hand, and the smile on her face was calm and elegant.

"Today's story is not very good." A quirky girl sitting across from her pouted.

She said helplessly: "It's okay to be ugly, it's okay to listen to it." It's someone else's story. ”

Hearing this, the quirky girl suddenly put her hands on the table and stared at the woman opposite who had been smiling lightly all along.

"If your story is sold, it will be enough to say it three times for three days and three nights."

"It's a pity that my story is a tragedy, and the audience doesn't like it."

Xing'er looked at the person in front of her, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "Alas......"

It's been a year since that incident, although Sister Yu has a smile on her face every day, lives a very delicate life, and has her own business, but in her eyes, Sister Yu seems to have always lived on the day a year ago and has never come out.

That day, Wan Bingyu fell asleep for several hours, and after waking up, he calmly walked into the yamen, touched Heng Xinyuan's body with his own hands, and after confirming that he was dead, he organized a funeral for him in a very orderly manner, cleaned up all the aftermath, and did everything by himself from beginning to end, and he did not allow others to interfere for half a minute.

After placing Heng Xinyuan, Wan Bingyu broke all his plans and came to the capital to start a business, and now his business is a pastry shop. Because the pastries are very distinctive, and the price is positioned by high-end people, most of the people who come here to buy pastries are high-ranking officials and nobles.

Although she never mentioned it on the surface, Xing'er knew that she seemed to have a very big plan in her heart.

It has to do with Heng Xinyuan.

Wan Bingyu looked at Xing'er, still smiling: "Don't mention that matter again." It's been a year, and we should all come out. ”

Xing'er was speechless.

The most important thing to say is herself.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the hall below, and someone could be heard discussing something.

"Have you heard? The general is coming back! ”

"I heard that! That general is really a genius, and he has risen from a nobody to a general in one year. His subordinates have made countless achievements! I'm afraid I'll be able to rise again when I come back this time! ”

"Who are you talking about?" Someone wondered.

"Who else could it be? Isn't it General Crane Nianbing yet? It is estimated that the class will return to the DPRK in a few days. ”

"Although he won the battle, but the general of the soldiers and horses was seriously injured, and I am afraid that there is no way to go to the battlefield again after Wu Gong is exhausted, and I think the position of the general of the soldiers and horses will fall to this general crane who is in the limelight."

The sound of the conversation had gradually been drowned out, and Xing'er listened for a while before laughing.

"This general's name is really interesting, 'Nian Bing', it just so happens that there is also an ice character in your name!"

Wan Bingyu's face was expressionless: "It's good to win the battle, but this person has nothing to do with me." ”

"Shhh...... It's time for us to go back. It's time for me to go to school. ”

In the year since she came to the capital, Xing'er no longer shouts and kills at every turn, because Wan Bingyu wants him to study, so she will study.

The reason why Wan Bingyu persuaded her father to let her come with her was that she could change herself into a better person.

Now that Sister Yu's Haikou has been boasted, she can't let Sister Yu be too embarrassed, this book still has to be read, and there is a particularly handsome ...... in the study hall Ahem!

"Okay, you go back, I'll go back to the shop and have a look."

Wan Bingyu's dim sum shop is called Jingyufang, and most of the dim sum in the store is not available here, but Wan Bingyu has modern dim sum in his head.

For example, pudding, bread, fruit tarts, etc., and some other snacks are also liked by many people. At the beginning, it was indeed difficult, because these were too strange, she reluctantly spent some money and bought some support, and then the signboard was slowly played.

Later, the people in the palace came out to search for some new and interesting dim sum, and they were particularly surprised after tasting them. After bringing it back to the palace, the saint ate it very much, and he waved his hand and gave him a gold-lettered signboard, and set the Beijing Imperial Square as the royal dim sum shop in the capital.

At this point, her store's reputation began to fight. He simply raised his prices higher, which was more in line with the tastes of those in high positions, so now the consumers in his store are those who are out of reach.

After arriving at the store, the deputy July came up to greet her and invited her to the back room, and personally presented a booklet.

"This is the news that the Red Music Workshop recently inquired about."

Hongle Fang is also Wan Bingyu's industry, but she is the boss behind the scenes, and she never shows her head, because Hongyuefang is a green building, and it is a high-end green building that is positioned to go to the people who consume there, and they are all high-ranking officials and nobles, and there are male and female prostitutes in it.

Wan Bingyu flipped it open and looked at it casually, and then raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Is there so much news this month?"

July replied: "It seems that because the war was won, but the general was injured again, so it is difficult to say who this position will fall on, and now these people have been discussing these things, and there are some other news, but the truth has not been investigated, and they are actively investigating, and the news will be given in about two or three days." ”

That's right, Hongyuefang looks like a particularly high-grade green building on the surface, but in fact, only a very small number of people in it can serve those who are high-powered, and those who are high-ranking and powerful will inadvertently reveal some news when they are worth a thousand gold at the Spring Festival, or when they are drunk.

It was these messages that Wan Bingyu wanted to collect.

That's right, she never gave up the obsessions of Heng Xinyuan back then, and after his death, she put all these responsibilities on her thin shoulders.

"Move faster in the future, don't make me wait."