Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 189: September Eagle Flying
The Bingmasi is the imperial guards of the three yamen.

And this 'Imperial Archery and Horse Training Institute' was directly under the Privy Council.

This is where they recruit young and strong men from good families to teach them martial arts and train officers.

It is managed by a group of officials including the supervisor, the administrator and the escort.

When the Privy Council needed to send personnel to local areas on official business, it would draw personnel from them to accompany them.

The soldiers here are all trained according to the standards of officers and have extremely high quality.

Moreover, the personnel and number of people to be drawn each time are uncertain.

In this way, the reliability of the accompanying personnel is greatly increased, and it can also play a good role in preventing and maintaining confidentiality.

At the same time, a group of reserve officers are more passionate and courageous, and can be used more skillfully.

Fei Yuye said: "Okay, you can go back, and all the matters that need to be handed over should be handed over clearly today.

Tomorrow morning, Deputy Chengzhi Yang and Leng Zuoya will go to the Imperial City Division to find Deputy Commander Liu Shangqiu of the next command post to jointly handle the case! "

Everyone dispersed, but Yang Yuan did not leave.

After everyone had left, Yang Yuan said to Fei Yuye, "Master Fei, I will report to the Imperial City Office tomorrow, so my stipend..."

Fei Yuye had just developed some affection for him because of his well-behaved character, but when she heard this, all her feelings immediately disappeared.

Fei Yuye said unhappily: "I'll pay you tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Fei. I'll take my leave."

Yang Yuan walked out happily.

……

"Vice Vice President Yang has accepted the order!"

Yang Yuan was about to enter his signing room when he heard a crisp call from behind.

Yang Yuan turned around and saw Leng Yuchan standing in front of her signing room door, looking at her with a half-smile.

As a result, a pair of dimples appeared on Leng Yuchan's cheeks.

The dimples look like they were pinched out of rock candy, with a hint of sweetness.

Her elegant and refined appearance also gave her a touch of worldly air.

"Leng Yaya, what can I do for you?"

Leng Yuchan leaned to the side and said, "I have something I want to ask Deputy Imperial Secretary Yang for advice on."

"it is good!"

Yang Yuan agreed readily and walked towards Leng Yuchan's signing room.

As soon as Yang Yuan entered the signing room, Leng Yuchan immediately closed the door tightly.

Xue Bingxin flashed out from behind the pillar leading to the front hall door with gritted teeth.

Ah~~, I'm so mad!

That little bitch was really moved by the little favors from Deputy Imperial Secretary Yang.

"They've only... met a few times, and they're already deeply in love? What a useless little piece of shit!"

Xue Bingxin's mind was filled with the thoughts of "I pity their misfortune and I am angry at their lack of resistance". She really wanted to rush in immediately, catch this couple in the act, and scold the little fool to wake him up.

But as soon as she moved, she suddenly remembered something, stopped immediately, and started looking left and right and up and down.

found it!
Xue Bingxin saw Luo Tingxia squatting in a corner of the patio with a vine above his head. He was holding a small branch in his hand and poking something on the ground.

Xue Bingxin narrowed her crescent-shaped eyes and asked, "Xiao Luo, what are you doing there?"

Luo Tingxia raised his head and smiled innocently: "Xue Youya, the floor drain here always accumulates water when it rains. I will clear it for you."

Xue Bingxin took a deep breath.

I am really impressed. What a bunch of beasts these are! I am really impressed!
In the signing room, Leng Yuchan closed the door and said to Yang Yuan, "Vice Secretary Yang, please take a seat."

There are also guest seats in Leng Yuchan's signing room, which are for subordinates or other people from the yamen to sit when they come to discuss matters.

But Yang Yuan happened to sit behind Leng Yuchan's desk.

Leng Yuchan did not take it as an offense. She stretched out her long and straight legs and slowly walked over to the front of the desk.

Leng Yuchan leaned her hands on the desk, then narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Yang Yuan.

"Deputy Imperial Secretary Yang, you gave me lip balm. Actually... you wanted to sow discord between me and You Ya Xue, right?"

Yang Yuan blinked: "Just like Leng Yaya diligently helped me carry things yesterday, but in fact he wanted to alienate the relationship between me and Lu Xi? That's right!"

Leng Yuchan was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Yang Yuan would admit it so readily.

She was originally thinking about Yang Yuan's various excuses and how she was going to peel off this guy's disguise layer by layer.

This time Leng Yuchan had no idea what to do.

"You... do you know how deep the relationship between Xue Youya and I is? You think you can drive a wedge between us? Ha, that's ridiculous!"

The cold and majestic voice started the mocking mode in the signing room.

Seeing Luo Tingxia muttering endlessly on the ground, Xue Bingxin felt it was not appropriate to break into Leng Yuchan's signing room now.

In order to avoid seeing something he shouldn’t see and being seen by Luo Tingxia, that would be the end of him!
But if she didn't go in, she was worried that Leng Yuchan would be taken advantage of by Yang Yuan, and she was extremely anxious.

Yang Yuan asked with a smile: "Leng Yaya, do you think this is a very clumsy plot to alienate people? No, no, no!"

Yang Yuan raised his long index finger and shook his head leisurely: "You women, the way you think is different from us men...

Oh, brain, it's different, this seemingly simple thing works very well for you."

"Humph!"

Leng Yuchan sneered, grabbed the box of lip balm and was about to throw it to the ground.

Yang Yuan said leisurely: "If you drop it now, do you think Xue Yaya will think that you are guilty and want to hide our relationship?"

Leng Yuchan's raised arm suddenly froze in the air, like a puppet!

Yang Yuan smiled and said, "Three women make a show, right? Then I want to see whether these three women will sing for me or sing for me!"

The two "看" in Yang Yuan's sentence, one with a heavy tone and the other with a light tone, have completely opposite meanings. Yang Yuan smiled and said, "Leng Yaya, do you know why I chose to give the lip balm to you instead of to Xue Yaya?"

Leng Yuchan asked with a stern face: "Why?"

Yang Yuan answered as he stood up.

"Because she is more impulsive and easier to deal with than you."

"If I deal with the one that's easier to deal with, the one that's harder to deal with will keep destroying me."

"I deal with the difficult woman, and the easy woman will become my good helper."

Yang Yuan walked to the door, opened the door knocker, turned his head and smiled at Leng Yuchan: "Just wait and see, my good helper will be here right after I leave."

Yang Yuan opened the door, brushed his robe, and said loudly: "You have to report to the Imperial City Office tomorrow, remember to come early!"

Yang Yuan went out.

Soon, Xue Bingxin rushed into Leng Yuchan's signing room like a gust of wind, and then the door was closed tightly again.

Xiao Luo was clearing the floor drain while listening attentively.

In Leng Yuchan's signing room, sometimes "the big strings are as noisy as heavy rain", and sometimes "the small strings are as soft as whispers."

Sometimes it sounds like "the sounds of the strings are mixed together", and sometimes it sounds like "big and small pearls falling on a jade plate".

The two people were talking quickly and urgently, but Luo Tingxia couldn't hear a word they said.

Xiao Luo became anxious and was wondering whether he should take the risk of getting closer to listen.

Then Leng Zuoya suddenly collapsed and shouted: "Get out! You big fool! I really can't stand you..."

"You idiot!"

"You big fool!"

……

Xingong Bridge, a folk lane.

It was already late at night, and most of the doors on both sides of the narrow alley were closed.

A figure walked slowly in the long alley, occasionally passing through the lights from some houses, and the figure appeared and disappeared.

Kou Heiyi was a playboy who often stayed overnight on boats.

He rents a small house nearby and only comes back once every three to five days.

In recent days, with the enthusiasm of Liu Guojiu, he was responsible for investigating the collusion between officials and businessmen and the smuggling of Song and Jin.

At other times, Kou Heiyi would linger in various brothels or on the pleasure boats on West Lake.

Because I have to work with the people from the Speed ​​​​Room on a case early tomorrow morning, I need to go to the Imperial City Division early.

Considering the distance, Kou Heiyi returned to his long-term rental apartment.

At the end of the alley is a T-junction, so there are not many pedestrians and it is very quiet at night.

In a dozen days, it will be September and the air will already be a little cooler.

The courtyard where Kou Heiyi rented was in a two-story building at the end of the alley, close to the road.

The gate of the courtyard seems very small, but once you enter, you will find a very spacious hall.

There is a bedroom in each of the three rooms on the left, right and back. The bedroom facing the river at the back is occupied by the landlord.

There are four bedrooms upstairs, and the room on the second floor facing the river is where Kou Heiyi lives.

The landlord and several tenants were enjoying the cool air in the yard. When they saw Kou Heiyi, who seldom came back, they greeted him warmly.

Kou Heiyi chatted lazily with his neighbors for a few words and then went into the room.

He climbed the narrow, creaking stairs to the dimly lit second floor.

When he returned to his room, Kou Heiyi's lazy expression disappeared.

He first carefully checked his door lock, pulled out a hair that was lightly tied to it from the gap, and then took out the key and opened the door.

After Kou Heiyi returned to his room, he first lit the oil lamp, took off his sword and placed it on the table, then turned around and bolted the door.

He took off his long gown and then his inner robe, revealing the curves of his toned waist and back.

There were several old scars from swords and knives on Kou Heiyi's body, which added a bit of masculinity to his slender waist and back.

Kou Heiyi hummed an unknown and somewhat desolate folk tune, bent down and took out a wooden basin from under the couch.

Kou Heiyi opened the door again, wearing only a pair of calf-nose trousers, locked the door first, and then went downstairs on the creaky stairs.

Kou Heiyi walked to the stone steps by the river behind, scooped up a basin of water, and poured it on his strong chest with a "splash".

"Ok?"

He had just scrubbed and washed comfortably for a few times when he turned his eyes and suddenly saw the graffiti on the wall next to him.

Most of those messy drawings were scribbled by the children of the landlords and tenants.

But higher up, there is now an "eagle" with sharp lines.

Kou Heiyi half stood in the water, looked carefully again with the faint light from the houses on the other side of the river, and then slowly walked over.

This time, he saw clearly that it was indeed an eagle carved on the wall.

It should have been carved with stone tiles, and the original green brick color of the wall has been revealed through the white wall skin.

Judging from the carving marks, they should have been carved in the past one or two days, because the raised wall paint at the carving marks has not fallen off yet.

With just a few strokes, it was a falcon, as if it had just emerged from its nest on the cliff and was about to spread its wings and fly out to look for food.

But, it has no eyes.

Kou Heiyi gently traced the lines of the eagle and murmured to himself, "Finally, is it going to be 'awakened'?"

After a moment's silence, he picked up a tile from the ground, pressed hard on the eagle's head with the tip of the tile, and rotated it once.

A falcon, looking sideways and spreading its wings as if ready to fly, appeared vividly on the wall.

(End of this chapter)