Fushun Building is an ordinary teahouse in the capital, and at this moment, in a private room on the second floor, there is a faint sound of low conversation.

"Du Dalang and Ling Sanniang have been taken away by the Cheng family?" Zhi Gui stared at Huang Zhengtian suspiciously and asked.

Huang Zhengtian nodded again and again, "Yes, I personally saw them out of the city." After speaking, he said: "If the little brother doesn't believe it, wait a few days and send someone to Yucheng County to inquire." ”

Hearing this, the suspicion in Zhigui's heart faded a lot. He took out a bulging purse from his bosom and threw it over, "This is what you deserve, remember, if you go out of this door, you will rot in your stomach, and you must not reveal a word." ”

Huang Zhengtian turned out to be purse, and he didn't need to weigh it to know that the weight was not light, and he said repeatedly: "Don't worry, my tone has always been the tightest." ”

Zhigui relaxed and waved his hand at him, "Go ahead, if there is still a place where you are needed in the future, I will come to you again." ”

Huang Zhengtian responded, and happily took the reward and left.

Zhigui waited for almost a cup of tea before coming out of the Fushun Building. After leaving Fushun Building, he turned around and went to the pastry shop on the next street to buy some rice cakes, and then returned to Jiang's house.

"My lord, that Huang Zhengtian has already done the matter, and the little one gave him the silver according to your instructions." As soon as he returned home, he immediately reported the matter to Jiang Yucheng.

Jiang Yucheng nodded, "Well, this thing is well done." What about the things I asked you to buy? ”

Zhigui hurriedly handed over the paper bag containing rice cakes, Jiang Yucheng got closer and smelled it, and a sweet smell came to his nose. He asked Zhigui to tidy up the study, and he went to the backyard with the steaming rice cakes.

Yan Niang's stomach has been seven months, and she has no appetite in recent days, always thinking about the time-honored rice cakes in Lingjiang Town, but she is in the capital, so she naturally can't eat them.

When Jiang Yucheng came in, she was staring blankly at the small clothes in her hand, and she was distracted when she saw it. Jiang Yucheng approached slowly and whispered a word to the lady, but Yan Niang did not react.

So he sent the rice cake hidden behind him to her nose, and a sweet smell came, and Yan Niang couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"Husband, when did you come in?"

Jiang Yucheng opened the paper bag and handed it to her, "I just came in, I specially asked Zhigui to buy it, how about you taste it?" ”

Yan Niang took a small bite and ate it, although this rice cake tasted good, but it was always much worse than what she wanted to eat. But in order not to disappoint her husband, Yan Niang still smiled and nodded, "It's similar to the one in Lingjiang Town, thank you, husband." ”

Jiang Yucheng smiled, "Why thank you between husband and wife, if you like it, I will let you buy it tomorrow." ”

Yan Niang nodded.

After a while, Jiang Yucheng suddenly remembered something, "Yan Niang, I will go to Jiuxi to handle a case the day after tomorrow, I am afraid that I will not be able to go home for half a month, if you have anything, you can ask your sister-in-law to come over to help, I have already told her." ”

Hearing that her husband was going out to run errands, Yan Niang felt a wave of worry in her heart, "Jiuxi is quite far away from the capital, will you go alone to the Criminal Department?" ”

Jiang Yucheng shook his head, "I am alone in the Criminal Department, and there is also a colleague from Dali Temple." Speaking of that colleague, Jiang Yucheng's eyes were a little colder.

Yan Niang didn't see it, and she was thinking about packing her husband's luggage. Jiang Yucheng held her hand and said, "I'll just pack a few things to change at will, don't worry about your heavy body now." ”

Yan Niang didn't listen to him, she personally packed up the clothes he wanted to wear, and asked Qingyang to go out of the house to buy some pills for headache and brain fever, and asked her sister-in-law to hurry up and make some dry food that she could take on the road to eat.

Seeing his wife busy with a big belly, Jiang Yucheng felt ironing and guilt in his heart. Thinking that I am waiting for this case, I must accompany her at home.

On the third night of Jiang Yucheng's departure from home, Yan Niang had a nightmare.

In the dream, she was walking in a deserted forest with a big belly, and she was so frightened that she kept shouting loudly, but no one around her responded.

Gradually, a layer of thick fog arose around her, and the thick fog wrapped her in the middle, Yan Niang was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, but at this time, her stomach began to hurt, and she could only hold her stomach and slowly squat on the ground.

Just when she was about to despair, she suddenly heard someone calling her. She raised her head and looked ahead, only to see the thick fog slowly disperse, and Jiang Yucheng, covered in blood, appeared in front of him.

He was only wearing a middle coat, and there was a clump of green bamboo at the cuffs, which Yan Niang remembered was embroidered for him by herself. Yan Niang was very flustered and wanted to ask him what happened and why he made it look like this, but her lips seemed to be stuck with paste, and she couldn't open her mouth.

Jiang Yucheng slowly approached her, touched her face with his bloodstained hand, bent down and kissed her on the stomach, and then slowly turned around and left.

Yan Niang's tears flowed in her eyes, and she kept begging him not to leave in her heart, but Jiang Yucheng walked into the fog without the slightest nostalgia.

"Husband, don't go..."Yan Niang woke up from her dream, her whole body almost soaked in cold sweat.

Qingyang, who was sleeping outside, heard the movement and hurriedly ran in, and when Jiang Yucheng left, he ordered her to be on night duty outside every day.

"Ma'am, are you having nightmares?" After Qingyang lit the candle, he hurriedly opened the curtain to see Yan Niang.

I saw Yan Niang lying on the bed with wide eyes, and the whole person was stunned. Qingyang panicked, and hurriedly touched her forehead, but her hand was wet, and she touched her neck again, and the collar was already soaked.

She said anxiously: "Madam, the slave maid will wait for you to change your clothes, what if you get wet on your body, if you catch a cold." ”

Yan Niang's eyes slowly gathered, she sat up with Qingyang's hand, and asked weakly, "Qingyang, what time is it now?" ”

Qingyang replied, "It's been three minutes of ugliness. ”

"How many days have you been away from home?"

"Three days."

Hearing her ask about Jiang Yucheng, Qingyang said cautiously: "Madame's nightmare is related to adults?" ”

Yan Niang shook her head and didn't say anything. Qingyang went to the cage to find a set of clean clothes, and was about to help her change them on, when she heard Yan Niang say, "Bring a set of adults." ”

Qingyang immediately did so.

In the second half of the night, Yan Niang wrapped her husband's middle clothes and couldn't sleep for a long time, until it was almost dawn, and she fell asleep.

And Jiang Yucheng, who had been worrying her, was not happy, he and Ling Jiming met a gang of gangsters fighting on the second night of their arrival in Jiuxi, and they were accidentally injured, his injury was in the chest, and Ling Jiming's injury was in the arm.

After staying in the Criminal Department for a few months, Jiang Yucheng subconsciously felt that this was not an ordinary fight, and it was definitely related to the case they wanted to investigate. Ling Jiming also thought so, and the two temporarily put aside their prejudices against each other, and supported each other to hide in a cave in the mountains.

Fortunately, they are not the children of a family who were born in a splendid family, although the conditions in the mountains are a little more difficult, but with the experience of the farmer, they have also found some food to eat. The only thing that is difficult to deal with is the injury of the two, although the bleeding has stopped, but there is no doctor in the mountain, so naturally it will not be well treated.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Yucheng had a fever, and the high fever made him gradually lose consciousness. Although Ling Jiming was better, his brain was also dizzy.

He looked at his former classmates with flushed faces, and suddenly had a vicious thought in his heart, if Jiang Yucheng died here, no one would fight with him in the future.

But as soon as this thought came to him, he immediately shook his head and muttered, "It can't be like this, if he dies, I can't get rid of suspicion." ”

He glanced at Jiang Yucheng again, "Although I hate you, I don't want to win over you by such means, what I want is to surpass you in a dignified manner, and let Zhang Yuanqing see who is the best between me and you." ”

He thought of when they were still studying in the county school, when he and he were both Zhang Yuanqing's protégés, and the two had always been very close, and they had a good relationship with each other on weekdays.

When did this situation start to change, it seems that after he met Fan Jin, at that time he tried his best to do his best, but he was always easily surpassed. Originally, their level was not comparable, but after a wind chill, he fell far behind him.

He was very unconvinced, when Zhang Yuanqing praised Jiang Yucheng, he always swore silently in his heart, vowing to surpass him. Later, he did it, surpassing him in the ranking of Chunqiu.

But after he married Fan Jue's daughter, his mentor Zhang Yuanqing suddenly denied him as a disciple, and although Jiang Yucheng occasionally intersected with him, he was not as close as before. It wasn't until he married Nie that the friendship between the two really ended.

Ling Jiming's mood was extremely complicated, and after sighing, he lay down with his back to the fire.

Jiang Yucheng, who was still asleep at this time, didn't expect that Ling Jiming's competitive spirit would give him one more chance to live.