Chapter 49:

Xie Tong hurried in and saw the clothes lifted in the room. He was startled and hesitated: "My son, these clothes are..."
"I gave it." Wei Lan got up, handed the comb to Xie Tong's hand, and said with a sigh of relief: "Finishing for your son."
With that said, Wei Lan went to the other table and took out the book to prepare for tomorrow's homework. Xie Tong knelt to one side, combing his hair for Xie Zichen, and said: "My son, Your Majesty put Zhang Yushi in prison."
"Yeah." Xie Zichen nodded, the ending was not unexpected.
The two sons are not worry-free, and the emperor couldn't really punish both sons. Naturally, he wanted to drag Zhang Huaisheng out to punish the crime. What's more, he did send someone to kill.
"Who will try?" Here is Xie Zichen's focus. Xie Tong glanced around and said a name. Xie Zichen finally had a wave in his eyes, but he said: "This kind of case will not be so easy to let a person with little qualifications come. of."
"So the two sides are frozen," Xie Tong said in a low voice: "Your Majesty seemed to be very angry, and he went down halfway, but he called Zuoxiang, Shang Shupu Shooting, Shang Shuling, and Xingbu Shangshu to the Yushufang."
Xie Zichen nodded and said, "Where is Zhang Huaisheng?"
"On top of Cheng Wang Nan from Yu Shi Zhong."
Wang Nan is an upright person and has never participated in these factional struggles. Because of his noble background, it is not a big deal. However, if he remembered correctly, Wang Nan would be sick in a few years. If Wang Xi could enter the Yushitai, it would happen that Wang Nan gave him his position.
They didn't need to do anything these years, as long as they helped the prince not to do anything wrong, and waited for the emperor to die, everything would be safe. Now that Zhang Huaisheng is gone, and the first big help for the prince to wear small shoes and splash sewage is gone, the prince can also breathe a sigh of relief.
But there is one thing that makes Xie Zichen quite concerned.
"Alan," Xie Tong put on him a jade crown, he looked at himself in the mirror, and said indifferently: "Your Majesty wants you to preside over this case, are you surprised?"
Hearing this, Wei Lan was taken aback for a while, and she touched her chin with interest and said, "It seems that your Majesty is really no one to use."
This case involved his two sons, and he didn't want too many people to know that this kind of thing was naturally his reason for using Wei Lan. However, for this reason alone, it would be too much to help Wei Lan, a child of school age, to lead the case.
When the two of them thought about the reason why the emperor wanted to activate Wei Lan, a worried voice came in from outside.
"Alan, Alan!" As he said, Huanheng rushed in, held Wei Lan's shoulder, and looked up: "I heard you were injured in the hall, but it's true? Which one is not long-eyed? I touched you, I killed him!"
"Calm down," Xie Zichen glanced at Huan Heng's hand coldly. Seeing that Wei Lan smiled and did not respond, he immediately pulled Huan Heng aside with his hands, and said coldly: "She has a shoulder injury."
Huan Heng was taken aback for a moment, and then jumped up: "You really got hurt?! Just because of that Su City?!"
Hearing this, Xie Zichen frowned deeply. Wei Lan casually took a sip of tea and wrote lightly: "A Heng doesn't need to worry, there is nothing wrong with this."
"Fart!" Huan Heng shouted angrily: "Is his Su Cheng comparable to a strand of your hair? He was injured because of his injury!"
"Young Master Huan, speak carefully." Just after Huan Heng finished speaking, a cold voice came from outside. The three looked up and found that it was Su Cheng's servant Wang Guoliang. Xie Zichen squinted his eyes, and Wang Guoliang was holding it. Laughing, but there is no smile in his eyes, holding a jade pendant in his hand, standing respectfully, he bowed and saluted, but said to Wei Lan: "Wei Shizi, your majesty asks the servant to send this warm jade to Shizi. As His Royal Highness has a heart for the son, I hope His Royal Highness will laugh."
Having said that, Wang Guoliang transferred the jade pendant to Ranmo. Ranmo sent the jade pendant to Wei Lan. Wei Lan weighed it with her hands and said with a smile in her eyes, "Then, please thank your father-in-law for you."
"It's fine if the son likes it." Wang Guoliang gave a salute: "The slave will retire."
After finishing speaking, Wang Guoliang still kneeled respectfully, until Wei Lan waved his hand, Wang Guoliang got up and left. Wei Lan held the warm jade pendant in her hand, looked at Wang Guoliang's back, and hooked her mouth: "It's a rule-based one."
"Of course." Xie Zichen stared at Wang Guoliang's back, and, to everyone's expectations, he took over the comments on the eunuch. Wei Lan looked at Xie Zichen unexpectedly, and Xie Zichen lowered his eyes without any expression.
After Wang Guoliang left, only three of them were left in the room. Xie Zichen looked at Huan Heng's aggrieved appearance, got up and said, "I'll go to the prince first." Then he left the room and waited for Xie Zichen to leave. Later, Wei Lan thought that Huanheng would say something, so she waited quietly. She didn't expect to wait for a long time, but didn't hear Huanheng speak, so she raised her head and said, "Ahheng?"
"Alan," Huan Heng set his gaze on the wound on Wei Lan's body, frowning: "Why are you helping Su Cheng?"
"I have my own reasoning." Wei Lan never thought that Huanheng would take care of these things, shook her head and said: "Aheng, if you want to stay in Shengjing, just keep it for fun. After a while, Let's go back."
With that said, Wei Lan stood up and looked at Huan Heng's crumpled sleeves. He was not used to wearing Sheng Jing's wide-sleeved Chinese clothes. He always made the clothes crooked, like a child, she lifted it up. Come and pull the clothes for him. She wears a faint fragrance on her hand. It is a fragrance unique to Wei Lan, a bit like orchids, but more elegant. She has always been very particular about it. Even in those years in the military camp, she has always insisted on bathing, bathing, incense and maintenance. Her hands are white and tender, slender and softer than ordinary men's hands, and more slender and distinct than ordinary women's hands.
Such a jade-like hand brushed his neck with a fragrance, pulled clothes for him, and then hugged him behind him as if hugging him, straightened his belt, and finally raised his hand, holding both hands in his The jade crown was crowned for him.
For a moment, there was a subtle feeling in Huan Heng's heart. He looked at the person in front of him just in front of his eyes. The moment before she closed his hand, he grasped her hand and thought about it with him. Generally smooth and tender, with a slight chill, Wei Lan looked up at him, her eyes a little puzzled.
"Alan," Huan Heng's heartbeat was a little fast: "Let me go back to the north."
He said this without thinking about it. He didn't have too many thoughts. He was just thinking about asking Wei Lan to go back with him and arrange his clothes and hair crowns for a lifetime.
Wei Lan seemed to think he was a joke, and tilted her head and said, "I will go back with you, what will my family do?"
Huan Heng frowned, thinking about this issue seriously, and realizing that Huan Heng was serious, Wei Lan didn't tease him anymore. Instead, she held his hand and turned her gaze into his clear eyes, sighing: "A Heng, I won't go back. I told you when I left that Shengjing is my destination."
"What's so great here!" Huan Heng squeezed Wei Lan's hand tightly, a little anxious: "Is there anything you miss so much?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Lan couldn't help laughing.
She pulled her hand away from Huanheng's hand, Huanheng wanted to hold on tightly, but touched the other person's eyes.
Wei Lan has Wei Lan's bottom line, he has always understood.
He slumped and let go, looking at the person in front of him standing with his hand held, he turned and looked into the distance.
"A Heng, what kind of flower should be bloomed in any soil. You are not suitable for Shengjing, and I am not suitable for the north."
Hearing this, Huan Heng slowly clenched his fists.
"You are not suitable for the north, so what are you doing in the north for so many years?"
He gritted his teeth, but after speaking, he felt unwilling to listen to Wei Lan's explanation. In fact, when he was still in the north, he knew that Wei Lan did not belong to them. No matter what time, Wei Lan always carries Shengjing's love of a family. She can live in the north and she can live better in Shengjing. It's just that he couldn't let go, perhaps it was this difference that allowed his gaze to stay on this person for a long time.
He is still young, and he doesn’t know what kind of feeling this is. He thinks, probably because this is Wei Lan, such a different Wei Lan, who has accompanied him from birth to death for so many years, so no matter what kind of feeling it is, he thinks They want them to be able to ride the horse hand in hand all their lives, nothing more.
So she said goodbye to him, and he turned around and came to Shengjing all the way. On the day he came, his father asked him: "What if you die in Shengjing?"
"You are dead, I will not pick up your bones, and will not let you into our Huan's ancestral camp."
At that time, listening to this, he didn't have any fear. Instead, he laughed openly. He rode on the horse and said loudly, "Alan will collect the body for me."
He has never been afraid. In this life, he is like a leopard who is not afraid of life and death. He has a goal and goes crazy. However, this minute, he feels afraid.
So he raised his hand and stopped Wei Lan's words: "Don't say it, I don't want to listen. I only know, Wei Lan, one day, I will take you back."
"I don't like Shengjing, people in Shengjing, and you in Shengjing." He looked at her with hot eyes: "But if you like it, then I will stay with you. One day you can't stay. I'll take you away."
Wei Lan didn't speak. She looked at him sideways, smiling gently, with a shallow smile, filled with layers of mist that Huan Heng couldn't understand.
"Aheng," she said gently, "I hope that one day, I am an extremely human minister. You will sit in the north, and I will protect your rear. You will keep the country safe and sound, and you and I will join hands to let the great Chu ride the horses across the north and south. , Accept my Han Dynasty world."
She said, slowly approaching him, her words seemed to depict an extremely beautiful dream, Huanheng fantasized about what it was like at that time, indulging in it, until the other person came to him, he finally reacted, and then heard in front of him This jade-like young man said indifferently: "You and I are brothers who trust each other for life and death."
Huan Heng didn't speak, he looked at Wei Lan, and after a long time, he hugged her tightly.
"I promise you," he said hoarsely: "You and I will be brothers who depend on life and death for life. Even if one day, your sword is against Shengjing..."
"A Heng," Wei Lan said gently, patting his back gently: "No need to make a sound."
Some words do not need to be heard.
Huan Heng was holding the person in his arms, and the heart he had been worried about for a long time finally had so much comfort, joy swayed layer by layer in his heart, and he was about to say something, when he heard a suppressed smile "cough". The two turned their heads and saw Wang Xi and Lin Che standing at the door. Lin Che looked at the two holding them in shock, but the joke in Wang Xi's eyes meant that they could not be suppressed.
"You guys," Wang Xi nodded the two who had just been released with a fan, and smiled: "How about each other?"
"Axi joked," Wei Lan wiped her ruffled sleeves and looked at the two of them up and down: "You are here to ask about your Highness, right?"
"It's your injury." Lin Che said with a little embarrassment: "We have already known about the Three Highnesses."
Wei Lan nodded and greeted the two of them to sit down. The few chatted at random, and Xie Zichen returned. Seeing how lively the room was, he raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised.
Xie Zichen also came in, and Wei Lan finally reacted and clapped her hands: "You are all here, and I just remembered that in a few days I will believe that there will be a happy event in the Hou Mansion, and I hope you will come to join us."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen, who had just knelt down and sat down, froze. Everyone showed a curious look. Wei Lan smiled slightly: "My sister Wei Hua, I want to mate her to my friend Lin Xia. Lin Xia is a white shirt. I hope you guys can help to support the scene."
She believes that the marriage of the Hou Mansion will naturally be grand. However, upon hearing the news, everyone looked at each other, and there was no taste of the same joy. Huan Heng reacted first and suddenly shouted: "Alan, your sister is going to marry, why not marry me?!"
Wei Lan raised her eyebrows, quite surprised.
Wang Xi also nodded and sighed: "Alan's compatriot sister must also be a beautiful woman, so I made a kiss silently, but I didn't even have a chance to wait."
"Yes...Yes..." Lin Che held back for a long time, blushing, and finally squeezed out: "I originally... originally..."
With so many people watching Wei Hua, Wei Lan couldn't help taking a breath, feeling that the face in this world is really important. She subconsciously looked at Xie Zichen, and she was in a daze. It was this one who proposed to pursue Wei Hua first.
However, he may have been chased earlier and rejected earlier. Xie Zichen was so plain on his face at the moment that he didn't respond to the news. Everyone at the scene remembered the rumors that Xie Zichen pursued Wei Hua and was beaten by Wei Lan. Looking at his eyes, Wang Xi asked aloud on behalf of everyone: "Brother Zichen, give Wei Hua to Wei What do you think about Miss marrying?"
"What's the matter with me?" Xie Zichen took a sip of tea indifferently, "It's not that Wei Shizi married."
If she married...
Xie Zichen's eyes darkened, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore. However, Huan Heng's expression changed when she heard about Wei Lan's marriage. For some reason, the thought of a woman and Wei Lan will grow old together, he felt as if he had been stabbed by a needle, and he felt a lot of pain. So he nodded and agreed: "That's right, fortunately, it's not Alan married."
"Then," Wei Lan smiled slightly: "Alan, please, go to Lin Xia's place that day and save my face."
Everyone agreed to such a trivial matter. Wei Lan greeted Ji Shao and Ruan Kangcheng again, and the group applied to leave the palace that afternoon, and then went to the Imperial Medical Office in a mighty manner to guard Lin Xia.
A few days ago, Lin Xia was successfully admitted to the Imperial Medical Office. Starting from the bottom medical officer, the Imperial Medical Office was mostly a place for ordinary nobles. At this moment, I saw the carriages of the Lin Family, Wang Family, Xie Family, and Changxin Hou Mansion. When the faction of Hou was outside, the medical officers who came out earlier immediately knew that they were waiting for someone, and they didn't know who was such a big arrogant person to keep these princes of heaven waiting outside. The medical officers thought about the newcomer and didn't figure out who it was, so they simply turned back and hid in the dark, wanting to wait for this "noble man" out.
When the sun goes down, it is reasonable to say that all the members of the Imperial Medical Office should have come out. However, after waiting for a long time, they did not wait for anyone. The ink was a little anxious. Wei Lan sat in the carriage and flipped through the book, but she was not impatient. Mo thought for a while, and suddenly stood up: "Shizi, let me see..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Mo opened his eyes wide, and saw someone with his face covered, bending over and running out of the Imperial Medical Office like a thief.
With such a wretched look, there is no one else but Lin Xia. Wei Lan stretched out, stood up, and said indifferently: "Catch her over."
"Yes." Ran Mo leaped over immediately and grabbed Lin Xia. Several princes heard the voice, talked and laughed, and got out of their respective carriages with Wei Lan.
When everyone got out of the carriage, Lin Xia happened to be picked up. She knew that it was not good when she saw Wei Lan. She used her sleeves to block her face. Wei Lan frowned and pressed her hand with a fan, then she His face showed up.
Lin Xia closed her eyes immediately, Wei Lan saw the weal marks on Lin Xia's face, and said coldly, "Who beat it?"
Hearing Wei Lan's tone, everyone immediately knew that someone was going to be unlucky. While looking at Wei Lan's future brother-in-law, everyone wondered who was beating at the Imperial Medical Office.
"My son," Lin Xia smiled flatteringly: "Why are you doing this today..."
"Who did it?" Wei Lan squinted, and Lin Xia immediately replied, "It's a patient."
"where is it?"
This time, Lin Xia was obedient, raised her hand and pointed inwards. Without saying anything, Wei Lan walked in with Lin Xia's collar. Lin Xia was dragged by her to the entrance of the Imperial Medical Office. She was about to knock on the door when she saw Ranmo kick open the door and said seriously: "Walk inside the world."
Everyone was taken aback by her bandit behavior. Only Xie Zichen and Huanheng kept up. Seeing them hesitated, Huanheng turned around and said, "Go, what are you afraid of?"
Lin Che swallowed, with an ominous premonition: "Wang Qi," he said nervously, "Nothing will happen, right?"
"Something happened..." Wang Xi pondered, and then seriously said: "Then something happened."
After speaking, he took Lin Che Ji Shao Ruan Kangcheng and walked in.
Wei Lan walked very quickly, and under the command of Lin Xia, he entered the inner courtyard of the Imperial Medical Office looking after the patients. Just when the medical officer came in, Wei Lan looked at the medical official and Xie Zichen pulled the medical officer. Come here.
"Do you know her?" Xie Zichen pointed to Lin Xia. The medical officer was also a wink, and immediately understood that this is Lin Xia who has brought people to seek revenge, and these people are obviously either rich or expensive, not ordinary. The medical officer from someone's background can afford it, so he immediately said: "My son, I haven't bullied Lin Xia. If you don't believe me, ask her!"
"Bullying?" Wei Lan turned to look at Lin Xia, who looked up at the sky, pretending to hear nothing. Wei Lan shook Lin Xia vigorously, and Lin Xia immediately said, "The son, let go! I said, I said everything! That is, I was born in white clothes," Lin Xia was a little embarrassed: "Well, geniuses are always caught jealous."
"So, you were bullied and didn't come back?" Wei Lan sneered: "You have to look at the master when you hit the dog. You shamelessly, I want it!"
If you let others know that her brother’s wife’s owner is outside, whoever wants to slap her in the face, what kind of face does Wei Lan have?
Wei Lan burst into flames, pointed at the lash marks on Lin Xia's face, and looked at the medical officer on the side: "Who hit her on the face?"
"Zhang...Second Young Master Zhang..."
"Who?" Wei Lan looked at Wang Xi of Shengjing Baishitong. Wang Xi smiled and reminded: "The son of Zhang Cheng, the master of the Ministry of War, the younger brother of Zhang Sheng, the third magistrate, and he is the superintendent of the Nancheng Army. Wei."
"Thousand-man Supervisor Lieutenant?" Wei Lan sneered and looked at Lin Xia: "Lead the way."
Lin Xiamo silently stepped forward and led the way, and then came to a noisy room. There seemed to be many people laughing in the room. The Nancheng army had a test today and injured many people, so Zhang Er Gongzi took him to the doctor. When the department saw a doctor, many soldiers had bad tempers. When Lin Xia was bandaging, he got a little harder and was whipped out by Young Master Zhang.
Lin Xia briefly talked about the process. When he reached the door, Yanmo was about to kick the door, and Wei Lan had already kicked the door open.
When she kicked the door, the people inside became alert and drew the knife on the spot. Wei Lan stood at the door, watching the dozens of soldiers squeezed inside, throwing Lin Xia aside, brushing her sleeves, gentle Laughed: "Which is the second son of Zhang?"
"Who the are you?" A young boy standing in the middle stood up, patted the palm of his hand with the whip, and walked in front of Wei Lan, looking at her face with unbridled eyes: "This girl is so handsome. Who do you want to seduce in wearing a man's clothes?"
Hearing this, Dyeing's expression instantly became cold, Wei Lan did not move, and the folding fan in her hand suddenly drew out. The folding fan was fast, fierce and accurate, and quickly hit Zhang Er's body. Zhang Erlian didn't even have time to react. He knelt down on the spot, let out a cry of pain, and was about to get up, so Xie Zichen pressed his shoulders and knelt him down on the spot.
"You fucking..."
Zhang Er shouted angrily, but before he finished speaking, he was kicked and flew away by Huanheng. Huanheng shook his clothes, and in a louder voice, he scolded a string of the vulgar words learned in the camp. While chasing and kicking Zhang Er, he said angrily: "You look at A Lan again, I skinned you!"
Kicking, Zhang Er vomited a mouthful of blood, and the Nancheng Army people reacted and shouted angrily: "You bastards!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Xi frowned. At this time, dozens of soldiers in the room had already rushed out and surrounded them. One of them sent a signal to the sky. At this time, Lin Che's expression was completely cold.
When they came, they didn’t think that they would encounter such a thing. They didn’t bring many guards, and these people obviously wouldn’t kill them. It seemed too sassy to use the guards, so Wang Xi sighed. Some helplessly said: "Alan, after I met you, my life is really much more colorful."
This seems to be his first fight in the street.
Wei Lan still kept the usual gentle smile, and Huan Heng tossed the jade crown away, often tore open the hem of the clothes, and Wei Lan twitched, and said hurriedly: "A Heng, you don't need such a big battle."
"Alan, don't worry about it," Huan Heng sipped, and said viciously: "I want to let them know what a real soldier is!"
Wei Lan: "..."
After a while, she looked at Huan Heng who rushed forward, feeling a little helpless.
"as long as you are happy……"
With that, she raised her small fan and slapped a person who leaped away.
Neither party intended to kill. There were so many people on the other side that it was difficult to separate with them for a while. Wei Lan was always calm and calm, but the others showed some blood. Wei Lan watched. The always elegant Ji Shao lifted the table and drew everyone away in front of the weapon. She ran away while running, roaring with scattered hair, "Come on! Get the seed if you have it!" She felt that she seemed to have done something. ...Not so good.
The Nancheng Army set off the signal lights, and soldiers not far away rushed over.
A group of people fought hand-to-hand for a while, when Wei Lan saw that the situation was not right, she opened the way and asked Huanheng Xie Zichen to greet others and rush out with her. A few people didn't have time to think about anything. They ran all the way with Wei Lan, who turned into the alley, and then rushed out of the city. When they came to the suburban moat, they finally threw away the chasing soldiers. After throwing away, everyone panted and stopped. Ji Shao, who was not very physically strong, sat down. Wang Xi leaned against the tree, panting. Only Wei Lan and Xie Zichen had always been calm. , Everyone panted for a while, and looked at each other from behind, after a while, Wang Xi burst out laughing.
"There is wind and moon here, there should be a glass of sake!"
He laughed loudly.
Wei Lan hooked the corner of her mouth, and Xie Zichen walked out to the distant crowd without saying a word.
"What is he going to do?" Lin Che was a little strange. Wei Lan didn't speak. She looked at the back of that person walking away, and for the first time she felt that she had never seen him from behind since she knew Xie Zichen.
In the past, his back was always cold and cold, as if one person was a world, but tonight, he seemed to finally melt into this world.
Not long after, Xie Zichen walked back. He held a pile of wine bottles in his hand and threw them out one by one.
Everyone raised their hands to catch, and watched Xie Zichen raise the bottle.
"There is wind and moon, there are wine and some people, how can you not have a drink?"