Shun Yu went out of the ministry and returned to Dali Temple along the royal road in despair.

A cloud-covered snow cat followed, and suddenly jumped up the tree neatly to catch the winter finches chirping on the branches.

Shun Yu heard the movement and looked back, just in time to see an official sedan chair in front of the criminal department, and Zhang Duan, the right waiter, took it out.

Zhang heard someone call him, and looked around, it was no one else, but Feng Shunyu. Then he paused, whispered a few words to the attendant beside him, and the attendant went to the yamen first.

looked at Shun Yu again, and ran to him with the hem of his clothes, standing still, his eyes shining: "When did Lord Zhang return from Taiping County?" “

Zhang replied very gently: "Lao Fengsheng is thinking about it, and it has been a few days since he returned...... Haven't you had time to visit Shen Shangshu, how is he lately? “

Shun Yu was a little inexplicable: "Lord Zhang should ask the officials of the Ministry of Officials." ”

“...... That's it! There was a smile in Zhang's words.

............. Shun Yu only felt that her heart was sudden, and she couldn't wash it even if she jumped into the Yellow River!

Then he pursed the corners of his mouth and ignored it, and said, "Master Zhang, do you remember what I said before I went to Taiping County?" Seeing that Zhang's expression was obviously forgotten, he reminded: "The case file that Tian Qihui, the waiter of the Ministry of Works, copied all over the door, was mistakenly sent to the Jinyaomen General Treasury, and the lord said that he would help retrieve it." “

Zhang Nong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were strange: "Didn't I tell you about Wan Ping?" On the day I went to Taiping County, Tuo Ye retrieved the case file from Gao and returned it to him. “

Shun Yu's heart tightened, revealing a sudden appearance: "I see!" After you left, I was busy with Lord Jiang and Youtong, and the Pavilion Library didn't move much, so I'll ask him later. “

She asked in a low voice: "Feng Sheng has something unclear, this kind of old case has been dusty for a long time, and few people pay attention to it. How do adults think of going to the mile? “

Na Zhang shook his head: "It was Shen Shangshu who asked me to transfer ....... with him." “

The words were alert, and he glanced at her expression: "What is this doing?" “

"It's just a moment of curiosity." Shun Yu grinned all over his face.

Zhang sighed, gave a shudder to her head, and admonished: "A word of loyalty, the court is deep, the most important thing is to be cautious and cautious, don't ask blindly if you shouldn't ask." ”

Shun Yu wanted to say something, but when he saw the attendant who had entered the yamen, he walked out again, and there was a delicate lacquer box in his hand.

Zhang took it and handed it to her, and said with a smile: "This is bought by the Taiping County Flower Beauty Pastry Shop, I know that you love sweets, so I will bring it to you." ”

Shun Yu hurriedly thanked and took it, and the two said a few words in a few words, and then said goodbye to each other and left.

.......................

When Shun Yu entered the Dali Temple, he walked silently along the hall, full of doubts and couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, Fan Cheng of the temple beckoned to her far away, hid his thoughts, and quickly stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong with Lord Fan looking for me?" ”

Fan Chengyuan and the temple deputy Chen Xiao Suri have a close relationship, Chen Xiao has been a six-grade official, has been seven or eight years, only waiting for the Ministry of Officials to check the examination, can be advanced to the temple, the original feeling is a stable thing, how do you want to kill a Cheng bite gold halfway, was intercepted by a life of a historical supervisor, this heart is stuffed, and Fan Chengyuan has a day to eat and drink, even more crying, only sigh that no matter how good the political achievements are, they are not as convenient as the Taoyuan familiar road to the boat.

Fan Chengyuan looked down on Shun Yu more and more in his heart, and when he heard her ask, he sneered: "How dare this official work for you, it was Lord Yang who ordered you to question." ”

Shun Yu was a little surprised, Yang Yan also warned her earlier, don't go to him to be an eyesore, and wanted to ask Fan Chengyuan clearly, but seeing that he was difficult to speak, she swallowed back the words that came to her mouth, thanked her lightly, turned around, and came towards the main hall.

There was no one in the main hall, so I had to go to the west of the second room, cross the snow cave, and see the waiter squatting on the porch, holding his cheeks to guard the stove to boil the medicinal soup, and when he saw Shun Yu, Gu pouted and said to the door, to understand its meaning, and Yang Yan rested inside.

Another waiter came quickly out of nowhere, went in first to pass the message, and after a while, he opened the curtain and invited Shun Yu to enter.

Stepping into the room, I saw Yang Yan wearing a jade-colored satin straight jacket, taking off the crown and hat, only using a jasper hairpin to tie his hair, pulling the cuffs with one hand, standing in front of the desk with a small crab claw pen, and looking closer, it was indeed painting a plum tree outside the window.

Yang Yan heard the footsteps, but he didn't even raise his head, but ordered Shun Yu to come to see how he painted Mei?

Shun Yu looked at it for a while, maybe Yang Yan has a lot of talent, but he is not good at painting, and he can't help but think of his own fifth sister, the plum tree she painted is like a soul, and she can smell the cold fragrance vividly.

I have seen the most beautiful fragrance in the world, and no matter how moving the other paintings are, they are all dross when they fall into the eyes.

She pursed her lips and said duplicitously: "Lord Yang has drawn excellently. ”

"What's the best way to do it?" Yang Yan asked, his eyes blazing.

"The composition is exquisitely laid out, and the branches are strong...... It's good. "Shun Yu can't make it up.

Yang Yan smiled, his long eyebrows and handsome eyes, his nose and thin lips, his smile softened the loneliness and arrogance, but it seemed much easier to get closer.

Although she forced Shun Yu to comment, she really said it, but he was noncommittal, and continued to bow his head and paint, Shun Yu stood on the side, silent.

The snow and flowers outside the window are also falling, the room is very warm, the animal charcoal in the large brazier is burning, and the time seems to be condensed in a furnace of agarwood crumbs, gradually exuding a faint sweetness.

Yang Yan finally finished painting, he was silent, handed the wolf to Shun Yu, and said to her: "You just say that I paint well, you might as well mention another poem to help the fun." ”

Shun Yu couldn't refuse, so he had to take the wolf hair, thought about it and said: "The wind sends plum blossoms across the small bridge, fluttering, fluttering Qiong Yao, this sentence is good?" “

Yang Yan slowly washed his hands and put on the ink, and only said after a while: "Where did the small bridge come from in my painting, this sentence is inappropriate, I thought about it again." ”

Shun Yu pursed the corners of her lips silently, she could mistake the branches for small bridges, which shows how bad the painting is.

"Feng Shengcai is a shallow learner, and he also asks the adults to teach him."

Hearing this, Yang Yan instantly smiled, his face was full of solemnity, Shun Yu sighed secretly, seeing that this uncle was not agreeable, and he was angry again.

She added: "I am a plum calyx floating in the east wind, and I will end the world in a blink of an eye...... Adults can make this sentence make? “

Yang Yan pondered for a long time before he looked up at Shun Yu, only his jaw was silent, seeing Shun Yu's relieved expression, he carefully inscribed on the silk silk with his pen.

Somehow in his heart, the oil rose out of indescribable emotions, and he wanted to grab it and hold it in his palm, but he was suddenly guilty and full of disgust with himself.

Shun Yu finished writing, picked up the silk silk and showed it to him, Yang Yan suddenly said: "Add two more sentences, you write, I'll say." “

Shun Yu sighed, flattened the silk silk on the table again, picked up the pen and waited for a while, but there was no sound, raised his eyes to look at Yang Yan, and looked at her with shining eyes.

”..... My lord? She had to call out, this Dali Siqing is really abnormal today.

Yang Yan seemed to come back to his senses at this time, and a dark red appeared on his face: "Listen well, don't make a mistake." “

After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "After all the purples and thousands of reds are abandoned, Longtou will put a spring first." “