Unclean

Everything was too coincidental, when I first checked in at the inn, I met a bodyguard who was running around, and happened to know the situation of Yunzhou.

It didn't take long for him and Yu Qin to quarrel, and it was reasonable for Xiaoer to come.

But when he sent Brother Chen back to his room, he was so drunk that he couldn't even walk, how could he arrive as soon as he heard the sound.

This morning, he deliberately chose a time when there were few people going downstairs, and as expected, he met Big Brother Chen again.

The other party did not offer to escort him to Yunzhou, probably because he was worried that he would be too deliberate.But all the coincidences from last night to this morning were deliberate enough for Yan Yunhe.

If the information revealed by Brother Chen is not false, it means that the people behind it want to send the news about Yunzhou to their ears.

What is the relationship between this person and the death of Zhao Xiang, the servant of the Ministry of Industry, and whether the three hundred firecrackers were involved.

Was it true that Zhao Xiang was killed and silenced just because he smuggled firecrackers?Or he smuggled something even greater, so that he lost his life.

It's useless to think too much, and besides, isn't there an omniscient Jinyiwei commander in front of him who knows all the secrets of officials?

Yan Yunhe swallowed the steamed buns in two or three bites, raised his eyelids and looked at Yu Qin, thinking about how to speak.

After watching, Yan Yunhe lost his mind.It's just because Yu Qin's eating is very gentle, not only makes Yan Yunhe suspicious, but whether this person has been scolded by the ruler when he was learning etiquette since he was a child, so that his every move now is so pleasing to the eye.

Yanyun He Zheng'er came from a well-known family and spent eight years in the military camp, so he lost all dining etiquette.

There is no way, if you eat with a group of elders, if you move a little slower, let alone the dishes, you won't even have a share of porridge.

Yan Yunhe wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, trying to regain some of the demeanor of a nobleman, and just about to speak, he saw Yu Qin put down the spoon: "How are you doing?"

"What?" Yan Yunhe didn't understand.

Yu Qin practiced not talking when eating or sleeping, and when he wanted to talk to Yan Yunhe, he stopped eating: "Suspicious person."

Yan Yunhe wondered how Yu Qin would deal with it: "What do you think?"

Yu Qin didn't speak, just pressed the knife on the table, the meaning was obvious, just kill it.

Yan Yunhe was helpless: "Who among us has been to the battlefield, how do we know who killed them?"

Yu Qin disagreed and said: "Last night, rumors should not spread to the capital, and letting them follow you will cause future troubles."

"How do you know that if you kill this one, there won't be another one?" Yan Yunhe retorted.

He understood that Yu Qin was not afraid of the spread of rumors that the two would cut off their sleeves and share their love, but that Yu Qin, as the commander of Jinyiwei, could not have any relationship with Yan Yun, who was the admiral of the Shenji Camp.

Not to mention that they are all in high positions and have different positions. If there is any entanglement, the suspicion of the higher-ups alone will be troublesome enough.

Yan Yunhe picked up the teacup in his hand and extinguished the candle next to him.

It was dark in the winter morning, and the fire was extinguished by the water, and their corner was plunged into darkness.

In the rising green smoke, a ray of early sun crossed the clouds, and belatedly landed on Yan Yunhe's eyebrows: "Master Yu, no one in the capital knows that we are incompatible with each other. If there are such rumors, don't say it's the palace Here, even if you listen to it yourself, you will only find it ridiculous."

Yu Qin stared at those slightly ironic pupils, which were as sharp as a golden knife, as if they could cut people's hearts.

"It's good that Mr. Yan knows in his heart." Yu Qin frowned, got up, picked up the bowl, turned and left.

Yan Yunhe was stunned: "Why, are you finished eating now?"

Yu Qin ignored him and left.

Yan Yunhe bit the bun awkwardly: "Don't you even have money for breakfast?"

After eating, the two of them took the fed and sleepy horse from the second hand, prepared some dry food and continued on their way.

Sure enough, Yan Yun felt that someone was following him along the way, so he just pretended not to know, and he didn't want to act rashly before the other party revealed his purpose.

Because someone was following them, they had to speed up their progress, instead of taking the official road, they took a small road.

When passing through the mountains and forests, the night was getting dark and the horses were tired. There happened to be a dilapidated temple not far away, so the two decided to rest in the temple for the night.

Entering the temple, I saw the dilapidated statues covered with cobwebs, but I saw that some hunters had spent the night here, the ground was covered with thick straw, and there was a small pot erected in the corner.

Yan Yunhe skillfully found dead branches to light a fire, took out the meat naan from the package, briefly roasted it, and handed it to Yu Qin.

Yu Qin probably didn't expect Yan Yunhe to take the initiative to show his favor, and he hesitated when he took the meat pancake.

"It's good to watch the night when you are full. You will watch the first half, and I will watch the second half." Yan Yunhe said.

Yu Qin took a bite of the meat naan, the skin was fragrant and the meat was thick, very delicious: "You trust me like that?"

"Could it be that you want to attack me at night?" Yan Yunhe crossed his arms and said pretentiously, "Master Yu, why bother to attack me at night, as long as you say something, I can throw myself into your arms."

Yu Qin ate the cake and didn't want to pay attention to him.Yan Yunhe took out the water bag and handed it over graciously: "It's dry to eat only biscuits, drink some water to moisturize your throat."

Yu Qin thought it was water, but he never thought it was strong wine. He swallowed it, and was so hot that he coughed.His face was red from choking, and his eyes were slightly moist.

He looked at Yan Yunhe angrily, but the other party shrugged innocently and said, "In such a cold weather, of course I have to drink. Master Yu, this burnt knife tastes good enough, doesn't it make you feel warm all over?"

Yu Qin pursed his red lips, and threw the water bag back into Yan Yunhe's arms.

Yan Yunhe was still having fun at first, but when he saw Yu Qin's red eyes, he couldn't laugh for a while.

He looked away helplessly, and stayed for a while before remembering the topic, Yan Yunhe asked: "Master Yu, have you ever heard of Zhao Xiang?"

"Minister of Industry Zhao Xiang?" Yu Qin replied.

Yan Yunhe nodded: "Exactly."

Yu Qin: "Zhao Xiang was corrupt and accepted bribes. He smuggled three hundred firearms by virtue of being in charge of the Arms Supervision, and committed suicide in fear of crime. Isn't Master Yan the most clear about this, why ask me?"

Yan Yunhe picked up a branch and poked the fire: "Zhao Xiang's case was supposed to be tried by Dali Temple Zhengwang Yong. Why did Jin Yiwei arrest him before the trial?"

Yu Qin said: "It is the job of Jin Yiwei to supervise all officials. Since Wang Yong was found to have accepted bribes, he will naturally be convicted in accordance with the Dajin law."

Yan Yunhe picked up the fire and crackled: "Is this a coincidence, Zhang Zheng wrote a letter of impeachment and was convicted, Wang Yong was prepared to investigate the case and was convicted, and I was also convicted of drinking in the army."

Yu Qin refused to budge and said, "Master Yan, don't change the concept secretly."

Yan Yunhe suddenly raised the red-burned dead branch and pointed at Yu Qin. He only needed to move an inch closer to burn his face.

But he finally stopped, and slowly withdrew his hand: "That's right, how could I think I could have something to talk to you."

Yan Yunhe threw the branch, casually put the package behind his head as a pillow, and lay down.

There is silence in the mountains, and the sound of insects is hidden.

Yan Yunhe lay with his back to Yu Qin, looking at the tall Buddha statue, the Buddha statue mourned, as if loving the world.

He never believed in gods and Buddhas, and he survived in the sea of ​​corpses and blood on the battlefield, all by faith.

At the beginning, that belief was just the spirit of a young man, the anger of being helpless to the situation, and some feelings that Yan Yunhe had never faced squarely.

He thought very well at first, and always felt that with his martial arts, he would soon be able to make great achievements in battle.

However, the reality slapped him hard. He stayed in the frontier for eight full years, and only gained a firm foothold thanks to General Qi's promotion.

The military exploits gained with flesh and blood are still vulnerable in a place like the capital.

These years in the frontier, he is not ignorant of the situation in the capital, but he always thinks that he can come back in time, that he can fall from the sky and become a hero.

But in fact, he can't be anyone's hero.

No one in Beijing is waiting for him to become a hero, but he is just being sentimental.

There was the sound of clothes rubbing behind him, and a scent of meaty naan came over.Yu Qin held the half-baked meat naan and handed it to him.

Although he didn't speak, the meaning was obvious, and he left it for him to eat.

In normal times, Yan Yunhe would definitely be flattered.It's just that thinking of Yu Qin and the choices he made at this moment, he felt that he was a joke, and even became irritable.

He opened Yu Qin's hand, and the meat pan rolled out and stopped in the corner, covered with dust.

Yan Yunhe sat up, stared at the naan, and said in a low voice: "I don't want dirty things."