Shun Yu retreated and was about to leave, but saw that inside the yamen of the Ministry of Officials, Shen Erye was wearing a black hat and was surrounded by a group of officials and guards.

He gathered his usual gentleness and elegance, frowned coldly, and looked stern, very difficult to provoke.

Shun Yu regretted that it was not the right time, so he quickly raised his sleeves to hide his face, and walked down the stairs, eager to regenerate two long legs.

But when she heard someone calling her name, she had no choice but to stop and turn around, Shen Huan had already hurried to the front, and only said that the second master was ordered to speak.

Shun Yu muttered as he walked: "I came to you for something, why did I disappear." “

Shen Huan didn't have a good face for her, he and the secret guard were hidden in the bedroom of Baihualou, although he didn't dare to glance at it, but he heard it clearly, the bed creaked and swayed, and the second master's suppressed gasp was mixed with the little peach's coquettishness, and the sound was in the ears.

They looked at each other with dejected faces. On weekdays, the little peach and the little peach are called, it's just a joke, that's the wind let out by the second master, who would have thought that it would be fake.

followed Shen Erye for a few years, watched him marry a wife and have a daughter, and his wife parted, and since then his self-cultivation has been light, and then he opened meat, and he was a beautiful boy with red lips and white teeth.

I don't feel comfortable anywhere in my heart, and I don't know who secretly sued the old lady, and this interrogation at night will cost her life.

glanced at Shun Yu angrily, and said in a muffled voice: "Shameless little oil flower, grandpa, how can I see you if you want to." ”

Shun Yu was a little inexplicable, secretly thinking that he had really turned over the yellow calendar by mistake today, and looked at the feng shui of the officials, so it was appropriate to avoid this group of talents.

Just as she was thinking that she was approaching Shen Erye, she made a salute and heard what was going on.

Shun Yu hurriedly said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that Shen has something to say." “

Shen Zetang pursed his lips and glanced at Shen Huan lightly, but he didn't stop any longer, chatted with the second and third officials in cyan uniforms, and walked straight towards the official sedan chair.

Shun Yu breathed a sigh of relief, took out a square paper bag from his sleeve, opened it, and lay a few pretzels with fruit filling, small and delicate, sprinkled with white sesame seeds.

She kicked Shen Huan's leg with her back to her, and when she saw him turn around in shock, she wanted to bare her teeth and curse, so she raised the shortbread in front of him and smiled: "Do you taste it?" ”

Shen Huan didn't eat lunch, his stomach was beating like a drum, his face was straight, he leaned close to his mouth and took a big bite, chewing it full of fragrant teeth, raising his eyebrows, not to mention, the taste is really good.

Shun Yu saw that he liked to eat, and was very happy, so he stuffed the shortbread with a stack of paper into his hand.

Shen Huan was curious to look at the paper, which painted the terrain of the Northeast City Corner Wang Girl's Hutong, and painted a wine shop at the mouth of the alley, called Shengchang Pavilion. He raised his eyes and squinted at Shunyu and asked what it was.

Shun Yu said with a smile: "The shortbread you eat is sold here, and there is not only this in the wine shop, but also the original old chicken soup, a large slice of fat and tender crystal goose, fragrant and crispy pig's head meat, fresh fish full of seeds in the belly, and all kinds of dried red pepper stir-fried mountain game ........." “

"Miss Wang Hutong has a Yixiang Building, which is very famous." Shen Huan interrupted her words, and looked at the paper again with some disgust: "What the hell is this!" “

Just throw one away.

Shun Yu hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, brushed off the dust on his head, looked at him with a sinking face, and bit his lip: "This is what I painted with a pen that stayed up all night, and you still littered ........" I couldn't go on, and my eyes suddenly turned red.

”........ The old man is crying his nose, like something. It wasn't intentionally thrown..... It's a slippery hand! Shen Huan looked at Shen Erye in a panic, and stood by the sedan chair to chat with the Qing official Shilang, who didn't seem to pay attention to this side.

One panted, snatched the paper in Shun Yu's hand, took a closer look, frowned and asked, "Do you want to draw this thing?" You opened this wine shop? “

"My brother drove it." Shun Yu didn't want to pay attention to Shen Huan anymore and asked him to return the paper to her along with the shortbread.

"You still have a brother?" Shen Huan was surprised.

“...... You have to take care of it. Shun Yu was ruthless, but his eyes became more and more crystalline.

Shen Huan was already keenly aware that Shen Rong glanced at this side as if he didn't have any, called out to the ancestor lightly, and said, "But let me go there to eat and drink?" “

Shun Yu was waiting for him to say this, and said with an aggrieved face: "The taste is not bad there, you call the officials and guards of the Ministry of Officials to eat it back, if you don't like to eat it, you won't go on the next trip." He who has tasted it and is disgusted without tasting it. “

After a pause, he pointed to the paper and said: "This is of great use, go to the wine shop and eat five hundred yuan, this paper can be worth one hundred yuan, eat one or two silver, this paper is worth two hundred yuan......." ”

Before Shen Huan could answer, he saw four sedan chairmen lifting the sedan chair with green eaves and black curtains, and hurriedly stuffed the things in their hands into the sleeve cage, and wanted to leave, but Shun Yu pulled his sleeves, and she asked, "Will you take someone there?" “

Shen Huan flicked his sleeves and pulled them away, he didn't want to pay attention to her, but looking at the look of anticipation, he nodded coldly.

I'm very annoyed, damn, he's also evil!

Shen Zetang sat in the sedan chair, rubbing the tiredness of his eyebrows, the emperor ordered him to enter the palace, so he was naturally like a mirror.

After being silent for a long time, he lifted the sedan curtain and called Shen Huan to him, and he didn't ask anything, but looked at him calmly.

Shen Huan was rarely blessed, took out a piece of paper and handed it over, and replied: "This is given by Feng Sheng, and the Shengchang Pavilion has a bleak life, so please ask me to take the brothers to eat and drink, and said that this paper can be used for money." ”

Shen Zetang looked at the paper, the pen and ink were drawn carefully, and he slowly folded it, not to mention it, but only let him retreat.

Looking at the streets and alleys of the downtown area, there are vendors selling sprinkled flowers, orchid buds, mint, from the front of the Buddha Temple, set up a long row of tables and stools, the stools have been full of believers, the table rests on the dishes and chopsticks, the copper furnace flames lick the bottom of the black pot, three or five monks and nuns hold a big spoon, stir out the misty smoke in the pot, and the sweet, fragrant and soft taste diffuses the whole capital.

Shen Zetang suddenly realized that it was the eighth day of December, and the temple was distributing "Laba porridge", and it was actually another year.

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Shun Yu stood under the corridor of the main hall of the Criminal Department, waiting for Sun En, a member of the staff, to send the review file.

Boredom looking at the sky, the sun is still bright at noon, I don't know when it is gone, the gray clouds are moving silently, these days are very warm, but the first snow in the deep winter is brewing.

Hearing footsteps and talking behind him, Shun Yu looked back, the smile on his lips froze, and his back stiffened.

In addition to Lang Sun En, the right attendant Lang Zhang, and the senior officer in the second-grade official uniform, she recognized the scar from the forehead to the nose, which turned into ashes, and it was Zhou Chen, the secretary of the Criminal Department.

Zhou Chencha also looked at it inadvertently, stunned, a prisoner in a brown robe with a history of events, his face was like a spring flower and autumn painting, waiting there without humility or arrogance.

He suddenly came back to his senses, this was not Qin Zhong's nephew, Feng Shunyu, who killed his eldest son Zhou Hai.

I haven't seen him for more than half a year, but he has faded away from the youth and timidity when he first saw him, and he has grown a lot taller, and there is a graceful flow between his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Zhou Chen's family has a group of concubines, and when he meets a handsome little girl, he also has to be hungry, if there is no such thing as the pain of losing a child, he is very happy to dredge the tender bones in front of him.