Su Jinluan recalled the silent words left when Ruyi left, and the bubbles of curiosity rose in his heart.

Yuan Changgeng was looked at by her big eyes full of curiosity, and without waiting for her to ask, he took the initiative to reveal the answer.

"She should be surnamed He, and she looks six or seven points similar to the second-class girl Hongying who used to serve by my mother's side."

"Hongying married well, was asked to marry by a Wuju person surnamed He, and went to the southern military camp to take office, and then something happened at home, but I didn't expect to leave a girl."

Yuan Changgeng was a little embarrassed in his words, but his eyes were cold.

Su Jinluan repeatedly smacked these words in his heart, and contacted the Yuan family in the plot to destroy the case, and had a guess in his heart.

Since that military general married the second-class girl who served by General Pingnan's wife, he really got on the Yuan family's ship, and it was not uncommon for him to be implicated and beaten all of them.

It's just Ruyi, a little girl, how did she survive, just thinking about it makes me worry about her.

No wonder she later became a female snitch, and she still has an unruly and rebellious temperament, and she has quite a complaint against the court.

But who isn't the little baby in the palm of your parents' hands?

Ruyi, this name is full of love when you hear it!

Su Jinluan couldn't help sighing, thinking of Ruyi's injury, and said quietly:

"Since she has a last resort, and now she has followed me, planning to change her ways, you will raise your noble hand and not blame the past, right?"

Yuan Changgeng's dark eyes looked at her fixedly, and he was silent for a while.

Just when Su Jinluan was furious in his heart, he secretly reflected on his face-to-face plea, hoping that Jinyiwei's favoritism would offend the big guy's rebellion, Yuan Changgeng slowly spoke.

"My birthday is in the Dragon Boat Festival."

When he saw her lips saying goodbye to the Xu family boy just now, he actually recited seven or eight good poems and gave them as a birthday gift!

She has obviously rejected the unjustified family business, why is she still so concerned about foreign men? Even the birthday is in my heart.

Yuan Changgeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at her for a moment.

Su Jinluan blinked his eyes blankly, a little unable to keep up with his train of thought.

"So, so what?"

The temperature in the cabin dropped instantly, and Su Jinluan instinctively shrank and turned his head to look at the bamboo curtain that was stirring by the river wind.

"The wind is blowing." She muttered, "It's going to rain." ”

Last year, the weather was cold, rain and snow were scarce, and there was no rain after the beginning of spring, and the groundwater level dropped significantly.

The wells for draft water did not dry up, but the ropes for drawing water were lengthened;

Xiushui River was originally a big river that connects to the sea in the east, with abundant water, but it has also dried up a lot this year.

The berth on the other side of the ferry retreated into the riverbed for almost half a mile, and they had to summon the slender man to pull the boat to anchor, or go deep into the water and set sail, which added a lot of income to the bitter ha.

The agricultural time can not be mistaken, and the grain is enough to be safe in the world.

If there is less rain, it will affect spring ploughing, and then affect the harvest of the year, and in general, it may even shake the country's foundation.

Because of this, in the past six months, the White Lotus Sect has been very happy, and all kinds of rumors that the emperor is immoral in the court and incapable of going to heaven to punish disasters have emerged one after another, making a lot of noise.

Of course, it also attracted iron-blooded repression. The Jinyi Guards wiped out their lair, and the White Lotus Sect collapsed, and it was still not a climate.

In the face of this tricky situation, the emperor should have already issued an edict of guilt and asked for a heavenly master to pray for rain, right?

Su Jinluan turned over the plot intently.

In the original book, it focuses on sprinkling dog blood, and the whole article is written around the emotional line of the male and female protagonists' sugar misunderstanding and breakup.

The career lines of abuse and counterattack are all for emotional dramas, and they exist to promote the heating up of the relationship between the male and female protagonists, and they don't care about logic at all, and they won't describe in detail that readers are boring and boring, and they will skip the story background, court battles, and so on.

It may also be that the dog author himself doesn't know how to write, and he doesn't even bother to check the information, but he just sets an empty ancient skin and writes the dog's blood president Wen Ba Liao.

However, from the few descriptions, it can be inferred that the old emperor is not the kind of incorrigible faint king, although he also respects Buddhism, but he does not seek immortality to the point of madness.

At least the book does not mention that Da Yan has a national teacher with a special status, nor does it involve the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, and it can be regarded as stable.

At this sensitive moment, Su Jinluan didn't want to stand out in the name of Yuxian, and he might really be a little taboo.

The emperor was forced to issue an edict against himself, begged for rain, and suppressed the demons vigorously, and it was difficult to say whether he liked or disliked these gods.

It's a pity that she didn't pay attention to the fact of wearing a book in time, and she first took the Yuxian stalk to use, and the water spilled by the words she said was too late to change her words;

Afterwards, I had to try my best to make up for it, and constantly took out enough "inventions and creations" to add bargaining chips to myself, and also brushed the loyalty of the imperial court, actively moved closer to the emperor's cronies Jin Yiwei, and took the initiative to put myself under the surveillance of Jin Yiwei, and worked hard to brush up on favorability.

It seems very simple to talk about it in detail, it is not even a conspiracy, for the sperm of people with high emotional intelligence, it is just a matter of turning their minds.

But Su Jinluan, she can't.

Thinking too much is simply against the rules of life for people with heart disease, and she really tried her best.

Fortunately, she is not demanding, and everything seems to be developing in a good direction at the moment.

She has a lost right to speak, she was not executed as a demon, and she can barely be regarded as an ally of Jinyiwei.

Su Jinluan, you're so good!

She praised herself fiercely, her eyes moistened.

Most of the remnants of the White Lotus Sect have already been punished, and with a belated spring rain, it must be able to solve the urgent needs of the imperial court, and the emperor's mood can also be much smoother after eliminating a major worry.

Her little shrimp will also be safer.

"Will you look at the sky?"

Yuan Changgeng's eyes were much more lively than hers, and he glanced at the gloomy sky outside, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

This rain is finally coming.

Su Jinluan got up and went to close the window, and by the way, put a thin quilt on the seasick Fangcao in the inner room, and added a jacket himself, so he came out to continue to talk with the guests.

"You've looked down on me."

She didn't go on to explain the old question, and asked with concern:

"Would you like an extra garment?" The water vapor on the river is heavy, and if you don't pay attention, the moisture invades the body, and you will get rheumatism when you get old. ”

"White Tiger Festival?" Yuan Changgeng raised his eyebrows and asked.

Su Jinluan replied with a smile:

"Yes, it's also called gout, and I'm used to calling it rheumatism."

"Can you cure it?"

Yuan Changgeng's heart moved, and he asked.

Su Jinluan hesitated and nodded honestly.

"I know some home remedies, but the effectiveness is different."

"Really?"

Yuan Changgeng grabbed her hand, as if he was afraid that she would escape.

Su Jinluan understood his excitement.

Although Yuan Changgeng joined Jinyiwei, the prestige or connections of the Yuan family in the army are still there, and the army is the hardest hit area of rheumatism!

She smiled soothingly, not withdrawing her faintly painful hand, for fear of stimulating his emotions.

There is a way that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and eggs do not hit stones, and the truth of self-preservation is almost integrated into her bones.

Life is gone, and there is no point in saying anything.

She didn't ask for hardships.

"Hmm. I can't write well, I said you remember, it's better to ask the doctor before trying. ”