CHAPTER XXXII

Wen Yuecheng listened to the sound of the husband outside, he set off from the yamen when he was not enough, and now it is just the right time. Although there is no curfew in Zhaofeng Yamen, he is too lazy to move when he walks back, not to mention the time to stick incense.

Rubbing his chin for a while, he turned around and walked out of the door of Meng Lao's room, and closed it intimately by the way, as Meng Lao's snoring became smaller, Wen Yuecheng exhaled: "Don't you say that the old man doesn't sleep well?" How do you fall asleep as soon as you lie down?! ”

After this incident, he had already determined that the gold sore medicine in Ding Chen's hand and the bottle that Meng Lao bought from the black market were all genuine medicines.

What Meng Lao said, the batch of counterfeit medicines that were burned is worth studying, Wen Yuecheng smiled without seeing a seam, as if he had seen the next year's Yueyin beckoning to him, and Xi Zizi came to the door of the Shengli room and pushed it open softly.

"Lord Wen hasn't gone back yet?" Ji Liu squinted her eyes, she listened to Sheng Li's even long breathing after returning to the room, and the head propped up on the tea table began to start little by little not long, and it was in the haze, and the sound of the door woke her up.

Wenyue City sneakily walked in, and the hand that closed the door stiffened in fright when he heard Ji Liu's sudden voice, and it was just a blink of an eye, so fast that people couldn't notice.

He turned around and saw Ji Liu sitting upright on the Taishi chair with an expressionless face, and caught a glimpse of Sheng Li sleeping soundly, so he licked his face and explained in a low voice: "It's too late, I have to go to the market tomorrow morning, Lord Ben will be here for one night, Miss Ji doesn't have to worry about me." ”

The good-looking eyes blinked and looked at Ji Liu, revealing a sense of sincerity.

She snorted lightly, but thinking that there was something to ask him in the back, she could only hold back the contempt in her heart, Ji Liu covered her eyelids, rolled her eyes, and said to Wen Yuecheng: "Lord Wen, the folk girl wants to go back to the village tomorrow, and please find someone to take care of Lord Sheng at night." ”

“?” Wen Yuecheng suddenly sobered up, and Ji Liu was suddenly leaving, so how could he pass the news to Chen Fuyue again.

In the past two days, he took advantage of the lack of manpower in the county government to let Ji Liu take care of Sheng Li, one is to create a space for the two to be alone in response to Chen Fuyue's relationship, and the other is to see if they get along alone, whether Ji Liu will show his thoughts in front of Sheng Li, so that he can understand what is unpredictable.

But now that the officials have completed their tasks and come back, Ji Liu proposed to leave again, and he didn't make any action at all, and he suspected that he was spending the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

These two diaries Liu took meticulous care, he saw it in his eyes, and suddenly understood Sheng Li and said that Ji Liu was a good girl, Wen Yuecheng touched the location of his conscience, and released kindness to her: "Rest first tomorrow morning, and in the afternoon, Lord Ben will arrange a carriage to send Miss Ji back." ”

She said that she would come to the county government to assist in the investigation, and the food and clothing were arranged by the yamen, and Ji Liu was not polite to him, and nodded in response: "Okay, thank you Lord Wen." ”

After that, the three of them each occupied a place in the house, Sheng Li was poured a bowl of soothing soup and slept sweetly, Ji Liu continued to doze off with his head propped up, Wen Yuecheng was paralyzed on the Taishi chair on the other side, and Ji Liu was far away, his legs were crossed and he couldn't help shaking, his eyes were closed and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking!

Xu is tossing last night was too long, Meng Lao was still asleep, and there were not many people coming to see the doctor in the early morning, after the apprentice opened the door, he kept it as quiet as possible, and when Chen Qi came, the medical hall was quiet.

Without the influence of the noise as before, Wen Yuecheng and Ji Liu in the house were not disturbed at all, and they slept until Chen Qi woke them up.

Chen Qi was the first to shout Wen Yuecheng, and he directly kicked Wen Yuecheng's calf.

Wen Yuecheng, who was suddenly kicked awake, was a little dazed when he opened his eyes, but he reacted quickly, stabilized his body, and found that the other two were still sleeping, so he immediately closed his mouth and didn't make a sound.

Just after he rolled his eyes at Chen Qi, Chen Qiti kept his shirt and threw it out of the room, not even giving him boots.

Wen Yuecheng was treated like this, and was about to scold at the closed door, but before he could open his mouth, Chen Qi opened the door and threw his boots to the ground.

Wen Yuecheng sat on the ground, closest to his boots, he hadn't noticed it in the room before, but after breathing in the fresh air outside, his boots seemed to be poisonous.

"Huh......" He was self-disgusted, gloating at the schadenfreude of the apprentice, hurriedly held his breath, put on his shoes, Wen Yuecheng didn't dare to speak anymore, for fear of being smoked, straightened out his clothes and left the hospital.

After Chen Qi threw away his boots, he went to open the window to dispel the sour smell in the room, and then walked to Ji Liu to wake people up.

"Remember the girl." It's not as rude as waking up Wen Yuecheng, but I know that I want to call my name.

Ji Liu didn't know when she fell asleep last night, when she opened her eyes, she didn't see Wen Yuecheng in the house, thinking that she had already returned home.

Then Ji Liu glanced at the soft collapse again, Sheng Li was still asleep, and the early morning sun shone on his face as if he could see fine fluff, which made his hard face much softer.

She nodded to Chen Qi: "Brother Chen Qi, when did Master Wen leave?" ”

"Just now."

Ji Liu Ben also wanted to go back to the county government with Wen Yuecheng in the morning, and by the way, he asked when he was going to arrange for Sheng Li to leave for the state capital, and it seemed that he had to find another opportunity.

After Chen Qi finished talking to her, he found a round stool on the side of the soft collapse, sat down, and stopped talking.

Ji Liu said hello to him and slowly left the medical hall.

When she walked to the market, she saw Wen Yuecheng arguing with the old man who painted the portrait yesterday: "Although you have a small amount of money for the portrait of the Yamen, you have to accept whatever you say, otherwise it will seem that we are so unkind." ”

"If the old man doesn't draw what the old man wants, he won't accept the money." The old painter hated it so much, he had lived for so many years, he had never seen such a dead-faced man, and he was still a county magistrate, and he couldn't afford to offend.

If he can't draw it, he won't take the money, isn't it?!

"Look at what you said, your subordinates can't do things," Wen Yuecheng explained with a smile, regardless of the strange eyes of the people around him: "There is no merit and hard work, and it is not your fault that you can't draw it." ”

For an old painter who has been in the bazaar for many years, not being able to draw this sentence can be regarded as a huge insult, and his mouth twitched: "Who said that the old man can't draw it, the portrait you want is exactly like this, but the poor man has never seen a real person before, so he can't be sure!" ”

"I see, then you have to accept this money." Wen Yuecheng is good at reading, but painting is a dead end, Zhao Zhuang has always said that the faces drawn by the old painter always feel wrong, he suspects that it is actually about the same, but Zhao Zhuang is too obsessed with the painting brought by the Criminal Prison Division.

- It's not bad, it's enough.

Then Wen Yuecheng and the old painter pushed each other, Ji Liu looked speechless behind his back, for the sake of five yuan, one forced others to accept it, and the other refused to accept it with a stalk on her neck, she wanted to put the copper coins in exchange for it into her pocket.

Thinking that the people around her had the same thoughts, their eyes were exactly the same as Ji Liu, and in the end, she watched the five coins go to the old painter again, so she couldn't help but step forward and pull away Wenyue City, smiled apologetically at everyone, pointed to her head and said: "I'm sorry, everyone, Lord Wen has been dealing with the case of Baihua Lake recently, and he has seen a lot of disgusting things, and his brain has been hurt a little, which is not normal." ”

Then taking advantage of the old painter's stunned mind, he pulled Wen Yuecheng and hurriedly ran to the county office, letting the old painter's voice behind him get weaker and weaker, until he disappeared.

When they returned to the yamen, Zhao Zhuang was standing at the gate and waiting, and the stout and honest man's face revealed a trace of pity, which contrasted with his size, and I have to say, it was quite cute.

Obviously, Wen Yuecheng thought the same way, and he teased: "Zhao Zhuang, this expression makes Lord Ben feel so distressed, and he wants to take him into his arms to comfort him." ”

Ji Liu covered her face, Zhao Zhuang's expression at this time had changed from cute to painful, she couldn't control Wenyue City, let Zhao Zhuang, a delicate flower, stay in place to withstand the wind and rain, go back to the room alone to rest, and wait to return to the village in the afternoon.

Zhao Zhuang watched Ji Liu leave, he could only follow Wen Yuecheng to the study alone, and the tall man asked cautiously behind him: "My lord, ...... the five cents?"

As far as his words were finished, Wen Yuecheng instantly understood the reason for his expression, and said with a smug smile: "Give it away." The old man refused to accept it at first, but Lord Ben pushed him for a long time, and he wanted to let the onlookers see how responsible and reasonable the Zhaofeng County Ya is! ”

"......" Zhao Zhuang stopped his steps, he couldn't even raise a smile on his face, he kept thanking Wenyue City in his heart for his dedication to the Zhaofeng County Yamen, such a move forced everyone in the Yamen to dare not go out in crown clothes for a few days.

He thought about it for a while, and decided that the dead friends would not die in the poor road, and the patrol of the streets in the past few days would put himself as far back as possible, Zhao Zhuang firmly believed that his colleagues would not mind.

"Huh? Nothing else? Wen Yuecheng walked and walked, but he couldn't hear the footsteps of Zhao Zhuang behind him, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhao Zhuang standing still not far away, with his back to the light, with an inexplicable expression.

Zhao Zhuang heard Wen Yuecheng call him, and replied: "No, the adults haven't returned overnight, they must be tired, so their subordinates won't bother." ”

He hoped to rush to the county government bulletin board as soon as possible, and tear up the people who had been posted on the shift for a few days after taking office, and there was never a moment when Zhao Zhuang looked forward to his colleagues so blindly.

After saying this, he turned around and wanted to leave, and his feet pulled back and forth very quickly.

"Wait a minute." Wen Yuecheng did not fulfill his wish and hurriedly called a halt.

Zhao Zhuang wanted to pretend that he didn't hear, but no, he had to turn around and say, "My lord, what else do you have to order?" ”

"Why are you so nervous?" Wen Yuecheng saw that the beads of sweat on his rough black face were drawn to his neck, and said, "After lunch today, prepare a carriage and send Miss Ji back to Lotus Village." ”

"Miss Ji is going back?" Zhao Zhuang asked in surprise.

"Yes, since you brought it here, you can bring it back," Wen Yuecheng thought about the beginning and the end, and instructed: "Prepare some things, say hello to Grandpa Hutchison Liu, don't lose your manners." ”