Yan Fei

After Yan Xinghe left the small courtyard of Bixiewu that day, Xu Wanfeng frantically looked for him, but no matter how he searched, Yan Xinghe made up his mind not to come out to see him.

Xu Wanfeng cried anxiously for the first time, and Bixiewu was so disturbed by his big action. For a while, there was a panic in Bixiewu, and he didn't even put a bird in the yard, lest their boss see something that could fly and it would immediately attack.

Every day, Xu Wanfeng asked the people from Bixiewu to find Yan Xinghe, and buried himself in the pile of affairs that he had put aside for a long time.However, he himself is so smart that he is ridiculously smart, and he solved all the messy things that are old sesame seeds and rotten millet in a few days, and he also scolded the old emperor for such things that he needs to take action.

But what can he do?Once he was free, he would think of Yan Xinghe's heart-piercing cry that night, the glaring blood splashing on his chest, and the warmth of the blood on his own face.

From the day when Yan Xinghe's whereabouts were unknown, Xu Wanfeng would be haunted by nightmares whenever he closed his eyes.He kept dreaming that Yan Xinghe died in front of his eyes, his blood was drained dry, and he nailed himself to the stone wall of Panyuan.

Yan Xinghe was injured so badly that all those who didn't know the reason had to persuade Xu Wanfeng that Yan Xinghe was really dead.

He could hardly see anything, so he had to go to the evil wharfs everywhere to check.Only the overwhelming business can make him more comfortable.

Why didn't Yan Xing run far, and he couldn't run far either.Xuan Jinhuan is the head of the Prime Minister's Department, and there is someone from Ganmu, the Prime Minister's Department, in the palace. It is not a big problem for him to go there as the head of the Yan Department.

Gan Mu was taken aback by him, but he didn't drive him away.His second brother, Gan Luo, was quite dissatisfied with this person who frightened his elder brother, so he clings to Gan Mu all day long and encourages his elder brother to drive him out.

In fact, Gan Mu has nothing to do with his younger brother, but a letter has been sent to know that Chi Shu will come to pick Yan Xinghe back, and it doesn't hurt to "wrong" Gan Luo.

Yan Xinghe has almost become a useless person who just stares out of the window every day, sitting by the window, holding his hand empty, as if trying to grab something.

He wasn't physically disabled, just mentally broken.He was like a white paper, he fell in love with someone for the first time when he was new, but he fell in love with the grandson of the enemy's family for eight lifetimes.

Ever since he arrived at Gan Mu's courtyard, his eye sockets have not been swollen. Once he rests and starts to think wildly, his thoughts will involuntarily drift to Xu Wanfeng's side, and his eye sockets will start to hurt again.

"Wu Zhu just came here a while ago, and now you're here again. My place has almost become a place to receive you frustrated people." Gan Mu sat down opposite him and smiled.

Yan Xinghe replied absent-mindedly: "Wu Zhu...is it something about Chilupan?"

Gan Mu answered the wrong question: "Young Master Yan, do you hate Wu Zhu?"

I hate him for waking you up from a dream carefully arranged by Xu Wanfeng.

Yan Xinghe looked at him fixedly, and shook his head: "It's not difficult to guess, but Wu Zhu came to let me be sure. If Wu Zhu didn't tell me, I could only lie to myself and pretend to be someone who was played by him. It’s just a fool between us. That’s an established fact, there’s only a layer of window paper between us, since it’s window paper, it will be pierced sooner or later.”

"... I heard from Luoluo that he has been looking for you recently."

"...then look for it."

"You are also very clear that your family's affairs have nothing to do with him. You are just venting your anger on him unreasonably."

Yan Xinghe frowned.Although what Gan Mu said was not humane, it was true.

He nodded.

"Since it was his grandfather's fault, you should talk to him about it."

Why is Yan Xing not happy and said: "...Gan Mu, I have a very good temper."

Gan Mu figured out his general bottom line, knowing that too much talk would lead to failure, not to mention that this is his business, Yan Xinghe only needs to have his own bottom line, as an outsider, he doesn't have much to say.Although the authorities are confused by the onlookers, no one can speak more about this matter than him and Xu Wanfeng.

"What do you plan to do in the future?"

"...Go back to the muddy water? But I still want to go back to Yiwei to cross the river and meet my sister. She is engaged, and I'm afraid it won't be convenient for me to see her in the future."

Gan Mu sighed: "...you still like him."

"There is no way around it. Even a saint, he will always be entangled by the world when he comes to the world of mortals. So what if he is my cinnabar mole?"

That bloody night was always a dark cloud above his head that would not go away for years.He always felt the eyes of his parents behind him, and countless basalt charcoal wood fed by human life were pierced on his back.

A cinnabar mole?Just scrape it off.

"By the way, how is the amount of Xuanwu charcoal wood recently?"

"I asked Luo Luo to tell you that I don't like this kind of thing."

Gan Luo didn't come back until night.He said that today another batch of tribute from Xuanwu charcoal came up, and the amount was reduced again.

Yan Xinghe still remembers the record of Xuanwu charcoal wood in Yan Qiulang's account book back then. Comparing the two sides, this number is really insignificant.

"This matter... the emperor hasn't checked it all this time?"

"You also know that the emperor was so hard-headed that he decided that Hou Guan'an had withheld charcoal wood. Even though the number of charcoal wood was still decreasing later on, he would not go out of his way to reverse the case for your family," Gan Luo said. , "He..."

Yan Xing saw that he hesitated to speak, although his heart tightened, he still said: "How?"

"...call Bixiewu Qing to investigate."

"...Oh, really." Yan Xinghe chuckled, collapsed suddenly, and leaned weakly on the back of the chair.

"He...was always busy. He only came back a few days ago and corrected the account books, so today he presented them to the emperor in piles. This amount frightened the old emperor."

Yan Xinghe's eyes widened slightly, and he looked out the window again.

"I...can't regret it," Yan Xinghe murmured, "how could I regret it."

Gan Luo glanced at the red string on his wrist and walked away.

Xu Wanfeng put on a cloak embroidered with golden birds, and went to the courtyard outside Panyuan to collect Ganu.

Ganu hadn't seen his master for a long time, so he whimpered and got a rubbing without emotion, and then glanced behind Xu Wanfeng, seeing that Yan Xinghe was not there, he started yelling again.

Xu Wanfeng paused: "...he won't come."

Ganu uttered a puzzled cry, sniffed it, rubbed his robe away, and touched the golden bird hanging on his waist that Yan Xinghe had thrown on him with his nose.

"... Smell it?" Xu Wanfeng smiled, "But he really won't come back, I sent him away by myself."

He stroked the little bird, his face darkened: "So what? I didn't mean that to him at all, so it's just right to leave, so as not to upset me."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and patted Ganu: "Go back, go back to Qizhou."

Xu Wanfeng was really too lazy to pretend, he rode Ganu all the way, brought a large number of Bixiewu officials to Qizhou, asked Ganu to sneak back first, and pretended to come to Xu's mansion with a group of people wearing veiled hats like him .

After all, Bixiewu is a "quite famous" official summer not only in Minghan, but also outside Minghan. There is not enough praise, but more than enough criticism.No one knows what use this Bixiewu can do other than keep an eye on the various places, making it difficult for the governors and county magistrates, handling a case from time to time, or making a "small report" to the emperor.

Naturally, the emperor was also in a difficult situation. He wanted to dismantle such a knife on his neck.

Most people don't understand, but the black hats and black clothes in Bixiewu are too hostile, and they are generally afraid.

They were like a group of ferocious beasts. Everyone avoided them on the road, but they wondered what Bixiewu was doing in Qizhou. When they arrived at Xu's mansion, they had followed a large group of people not far away.

The female officer beside Xu Wanfeng felt that something was wrong, and called him in a low voice: "My lord."

Xu Wanfeng said indifferently: "Don't worry about it. Knock on the door."

It was Liu Ma, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, who came to open the door.As soon as he saw Liu Ma, he felt aggrieved and his legs softened. Seeing that something was wrong with him, the female officer hurriedly supported him.

"Ouch! What's wrong with you, young man!"

Xu Wanfeng rolled up the black veil of the veiled hat, glanced at her, finally smiled for the first time in a while, and gave her a "shh".