The reason why Chang Qinglong did not sentence the queen of the autumn was because the owner of the gambling house was not a good thing, and Master Li was also involved.

Master Li also paid the price for this, and he was dismissed from his post and investigated.

Xue Yongjun ordered Di Ziyun on the spot to take people to the house of Master Li to search.

Zheng Qingshan and Song Ruolan were released on the spot, and there was nothing to do with the Song family.

Song An hugged Song Ruolan, who had passed out, and left with a pair of children.

Yu Chonghan and Zheng Qingshan, who was covered in blood and very embarrassed, followed behind them.

Ryuzo escorted them away with his men.

Xue Yongjun put down his official frame and personally sent them out of the yamen, with a somewhat respectful attitude during the period.

……

Chu Shuolan sat in a wooden wheelchair, holding a hand warmer on his lap with one hand and a book of poems in the other.

It was already dark, and layers of snow were falling on the ground outside.

Sure enough, as Song Yihuan said, this day is not good, I am afraid that it will snow, but it is really snowing now.

Following the gap left in front of the window, looking at the snowflakes falling outside, the corners of Chu Shuolan's lips curved a gentle arc.

He stroked the delicate embroidered pattern on the satin surface of the hand warmer on his lap, and a slight smile flashed in his eyebrows.

Mingen stood in front of the window, plucking the coal from the copper basin on the shelf in the house.

"Childe, it's not too early, it's time for you to rest."

Chu Shuolan retracted his gaze outside the window, lowered his eyes and swept to the poetry book in his hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry." ”

Ming'en knew Childe's decision, and no one could influence it, so he thought that it was snowing outside today, and put a few more pieces of coal in the copper basin.

Childe doesn't rest, and he, as a subordinate, naturally can't be lazy.

Mingen glanced at the gap left in front of the window, made sure that the soot in the room would not accumulate, and turned to leave the room.

It wasn't long before he returned again, and when he came back he had a kettle in his hand.

Ming En walked to the copper basin with burning coal, picked up the iron shelf in the corner not far from the house, put it on the copper basin with burning coal, and put the kettle in his hand on it.

Chu Shuolan's gaze kept on the poetry book in his hand.

Hearing Mingen's movements, he didn't raise his head and said, "Is there any remaining Lushan cloud and mist sent by the teacher some time ago?" Take it out and make a cup of tea. ”

When Ming En heard this, he immediately responded: "Some of them, in addition to sending some to the master, the son rarely drinks, and most of the left is not moving, so I will bring it to the son." ”

"Go ahead." Chu Shuolan's slender fingers turned a new page in the poetry collection.

Mingen trotted out and soon returned, holding a small porcelain jar in her hand.

He came to the kettle on the shelf, and fiddled with it very skillfully.

Because Childe loves tea, whether it is making tea or boiling tea, he seems to like it very much, so Ming'en's craftsmanship is also good.

This brewed tea is different from boiled tea.

Tea brewing is the process of awakening tea, brewing again and again, the taste of each brew is different, it is a process of discovering the beauty of tea, with a special sense of layering.

Boiling tea is the process of quenching tea, and all the characteristics of tea are bloomed at one time, and the taste of drinking is the taste of all the tea, and the two ways of drinking tea have different feelings.

Although Ming En is not proficient in this aspect, his skills are not bad.

Before the water boiled, Ming En put the prepared tea leaves in and waited for the aroma of tea to spread in the house.

While waiting, Ryuzo returned with a snowstorm.

"Childe, Ryuzo is back.".

Ming'en stood in front of the window and saw Ryuzo's figure at a glance.