Vol 2 Chapter 9: Super thick skin

The night wind was sluggish, and the flames filled. Over the prefect's mansion, the thunder continued and lightning broke out.
If you are not afraid, hold on to Uncle! Must hold on
Gu Yunxi stared blankly at Wenren Junzheng who was stepping backwards, his gloom faded, and his cold expression gradually warmed.
I vaguely recalled the nightmare that haunted me since I was a child. Inside, that anxious and distressed call to her, the big man who hid his face under the half-old hat, is it he?
But why should he be an enemy of Dongchang? Who is he!
Gazing at Wenren's empty sleeves rippling in the wind for a long time, she struggled to find the gaps in memory loss and pieced together with difficulty.
Inwardly, suffering in every possible way. Wenren Junzheng turned his eyes to Leng Qingtang quietly, tears looming in the bottom of his eyes, and his sad look (color) was full of anger:
"Why... why did you do this? Leng Qingtang, you answer me! Is she Zheng Ran's daughter?!"
Wenren Junzheng held the knife with pain, pointed at a panicked Gu Yunxi, and asked Leng Qingtang with his head sideways. Because he was too emotional, with his angry questioning, another stream of blood gushed out from the wound on the (chest xiong) mouth. His face (color) was pale, and the moment he covered the wound with his palm, all his fingers were dyed red with blood.
Leng Qingtang Jiejie stood up and calmly looked directly at the opponent who was tortured by the pain, his handsome face dimmed.
He didn't want to answer Wenren's question.
The most painful thing in the world is that they should be like-minded allies who can cook wine and chat, but they become enemies by mistake, and can't hide from swords.
Watching others in the Ming and being praised by the world as the aura of a chivalrous teacher, he had to hide in the endless darkness, hated, scolded, and not understood by the world.
And he has long been accustomed to being hated and scolded, accustomed to the pain of being licked alone and savoring the incomprehensible pain alone.
Lightning split through the air, illuminating the land raging by fire.
"Supervisor, here we are"
"Rainy" jumped off a few shadows on the high wall, and his weapon flew up and down. With loud shouts, the East Factory Brigade smashed open the gates of the front and back courtyards of the Taishou Mansion, which was tightly chained, (killed sha) into the mansion and rushed into the fire.
"Brother, I can't stand it anymore, let's go!"
Two men dressed as yamen came over and grabbed Wenren Junzheng.
Ai Qing, Lu Rong, and Yuan Qian who had entered the back door surrounded them in groups.
"Let them go"
Suddenly, Leng Qingtang gave orders to the three big heads.
"Supervisor!" Everyone was puzzled, but they didn't dare to disobey their orders at will, and each looked resentful and reluctant.
Leng Qingtang’s command has never been said once. At this time, he no longer pays attention to his subordinates. He is supported by Gu Yunxi and stands face to face with Wen Renjun. In a pair of deep and unpredictable phoenix eyes, there is a calmness that is different from ordinary people. Not compelled.
"The Governor will let you live again today, and you will keep your life, and live until the truth is revealed in the world!"
Wenren Junzheng's mouth froze, and he was dumbfounded. He was about to look at Gu Yunxi again. The injured body was framed by two yamen.
"Brother, hurry up"
The film flew into the air, and three dark shadows crossed the fluttering tongue...
The fire was finally extinguished, and what was then wiped out were the imposing and mighty prefectural government office of Qiling County, but the heinous crimes hidden in it, and the bustling Donglai Posthouse.
After the fire, Dongchang Fanwei followed Gu Yunxi to find the location of the underground secret room in the scorched ruins, and retrieved Feng Heng, who had been smoked to death by the thick smoke.
Feng Hengsheng did a lot of evil before, and he deserved it when he died.
Leng Qingtang immediately wrote to the court, telling that the prefect of Qiling County died in the fire and asked the court to choose another candidate.
On the other hand, the accounts obtained by Xiao Xiaoshen in Feng's mansion are extremely useful.
Leng Qingtang intends to start from the account, and investigate the local officials mentioned in the interior, those who are in office and those who have retired one by one, so as to find out the evidence of imperial officials' malfeasance and stealing of treasury money, so as to complete the pre-existing period. Queen Qian explained his secret investigation mission.
In order to conceal people's attention and avoid being horrified, Leng Qingtang didn't mention a word of Feng Heng's corruption charges in the memo of the letter.
At this point, the East Factory was ordered by the emperor to inspect the White Disaster in Jiang'an. After the six counties of Fengyuan, Fanyang, Fuji, Yanzhou, Helang, and Qiling, the relief and supervision matters ended.
On February 11, the Dongchang motorcade returned the same way and drove to the capital in a mighty manner.
Because the governor was injured internally, the team moved slowly on the way back to Beijing, with fewer trips and more rest, so it was late February when they arrived in the capital.
On the way back to Beijing, Gu Yunxi asked the superintendent many times, who was the one-armed man who pretended to be the prefect of Quling County that day.
Leng Qingtang never mentioned this. If he was asked too many questions, he would be impatient and angry, making Gu Yunxi retreat in the face of difficulties and dare not ask any more.
After taking a rest in the Fuzhong, Leng Qingtang rushed to the palace to Miansheng to report to Emperor Xiao and Queen Qian on the use of disaster relief materials and the local customs of various counties.
When talking about the people's gratitude for the emperor's grace, he deliberately added extra features, focusing on describing. The whole narrative process was full of eloquence and eloquence, making an emperor laugh, and he did not notice the vigorous and handsome person in front of him. At this time, his bones were suffering from internal injuries.
After that, Leng Qingtang stayed behind closed doors, rested in peace for nearly a month, and gradually adjusted his body well.
During the period of recuperating from his wounds, the Imperial Physician Jiang visited the Admiral’s Mansion quite often, to check the pulse for the governor and prescribe prescriptions.
Gu Yunxi accompanies the governor day and night and personally takes care of his daily life.
In a blink of an eye, it's the vernal equinox.
The capital was sunny for several days, the blue sky was like washing, and the sun was just right. In the middle of the night, after one or two light rains, the fine willows beside the official road were stained with green, welcoming the spring with goose yellow, and the branches were full of flowers, full of vitality.
Every year in the imperial palace, there is a large-scale palace dinner at the Spring Equinox, called the "Spring Banquet", in order to wish the earth warmer and all things revive.
At that time, the emperor and his concubines and concubines in the harem and the Chinese military officials banquet and drank together, and celebrated the whole world, the auspicious signs of prosperity and prosperity.
The preparations for the spring banquet had to be that the Superintendent was busy with everything. As a palm drinker, Leng Qingtang ran around the Superintendent of the Superintendent for several days, returning to the Admiral’s Mansion very late.
On this evening, Gu Yunxi looked for (touching Mo) for the same time, so he would decoct a potion of the herbal medicine for the superintendent to treat internal injuries and pour it into a bowl to dry. He quietly leaned against the table, propped his head with one hand, and waited for the governor to return late.
Her dark silhouette is printed on the snow-white wall, her face is broad and clear, her eyelashes are long and she is tall with blue silk, and she wears a sleek and elegant men's clothing.
The sound of falling outside, it should be raining again.
In the early spring night, the breeze was still cold, and the dampness of the drizzle and clear tide flooded into the room, causing Gu Yunxi to curl up uncomfortably.
On the table of the Huanghuali Eight Immortals, the candles blared and wavered.
Gu Yunxi held his cheeks bored, staring at the bright orange and yellow beans, listening to the rain, his eyelids gradually became sticky.
As she wandered, she heard the metal bumps and hissing shouts in her ears.
With eyes wide open in panic, it's that world again
The bright flames reflect the white snow, endless slaughter, wailing, (yanyan) blood crushed like a red plum...
The scene suddenly reversed, and she was caught on the back of a person with a big hand. A dark voice hurriedly called in her ear:
"Don't be afraid, Ruoer, hold on to Uncle! You must hold on."
Gu Yunxi was frightened and looked down subconsciously.
It's that burly man with a hat!
The little hand was trembling, stretched out hesitantly, and suddenly overturned the hat.
In an instant she saw the man's profile... Wenren Junzheng's profile!
Silver light flashed before his eyes, and his body was violently bumped. In a shuddering voice, she saw Wenren's left arm, which fell to the ground in a daze.
"what"
Gu Yunxi yelled and awakened from the nightmare, his elbow loosened, and his forehead hit the table, provoking her to groan again.
"What's the matter? It's me..."
Leng Qingtang returned to the admiral's mansion and heard Gu Yunxi's shout as soon as he entered the house.
He hurriedly shook the moisture on his official robe, walked over a few steps, pressed a gentle palm against her back, and asked softly:
"Am I scared you?"
Gu Yunxi rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked nervously to the door, his voice was a little confused:
"Supervisor, what's the sound outside?"
"It's raining……"
He looked outside in amazement, turned his head and smiled to answer her, raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on her forehead.
Glide the fingertips across the delicate ivory skin, slightly
The wonderful touch made his heart move.
The temperature of the decoction in the bowl was just right. Gu Yunxi served the superintendent and drank the medicine, washed his mouth with clean water.
"The spring banquet will be in a few days, and I arranged for you to meet Yu Zhaoyi, okay?"
Leng Qingtang said to Gu Yunxi with a sip of tea while she was wearing the white and neat clothes and pants.
He hadn't forgotten the little girl's wish to see the eldest sister, and he had a chance right now.
"Zhaoyi?" Gu Yunxi was taken aback.
Leng Qingtang put down his tea cup and explained with a smile:
"Yun Yao is now promising. The previous White Disaster took the lead in donating money to Jiang An, and was promoted by the emperor, from Jieyu to Zhaoyi."
"Really? That's great!"
After Gu Yunxi heard it, he jumped up from the chair with excitement, his eyes gleaming, dyed with full of joy (color):
"The emperor pampers her sister, and it is so good that her sister and the emperor have the same heart!"
The intoxicating smile on the jade face condensed slightly, and a different kind of light glides through Leng Qingtang's shrewd phoenix eyes.
Slightly lowered his eyes, he didn't continue to extend, and ended the topic with one sentence:
"In the past two days, you will learn the rules of the palace as you go. You can enter the palace with me on the eighth day."
"Okay!" She readily agreed, and glanced at the superintendent, with a smile on her face, which was very meaningful:
"It's time to settle, you go to sleep." Steps underfoot, slowly rubbing against the door.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
Leng Qingtang was about to sit on the edge of the bed, and seeing Gu Yunxi doing this, he hurriedly stopped her.
After returning home for a few days, Gu Yunxi lived in a room with him day and night in order to take care of the superintendent who was internally injured. Now she was leaving, and the bed was half empty, which made him uncomfortable.
"I go back to my room to sleep..."
Gu Yunxi twitched and replied, with two pink patches on his cheeks burning to the roots of his ears.
"I want someone to serve you! You are gone, I am thirsty at night, who will pour me some tea?"
Gu Yunxi pouted and said to the governor angrily:
"Your body is better now, don't you let me sleep peacefully? Once you were alone, you were so particular at night?"
Leng Qingtang suddenly coughed, and her straight body became shaky in a blink of an eye, and said with a face:
"Who said...cough cough, who said, I am fine? Cough cough cough...Oh, I'm dizzy and short of breath...cough cough, can't breathe..."
Gu Yunxi pursed his lips and laughed, and shook his head helplessly. He just walked over, was pulled by him, turned over and pressed on the (bed chuang)...
Eighth day of March
In the middle of nowhere, a team of carriages set off from Lengfu Mansion and went straight to the palace.
At this hour, the palace is full of lanterns and lanterns, and the palace lanterns are shining brightly, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere.
According to the rules of the palace, at the beginning of the spring banquet, Baiguan had to divide the civil and military teams into the palace from the east and west gates, and the entourage could only wait outside the two gates.
When Chenshi mingled with music, Leng Qingtang lined up with the civil servants and entered the palace through Donghua Gate in an orderly manner.
Gu Yunxi and Cheng Wanli waited outside the Donghua Gate.
When he came, Leng Qingtang had given instructions. When the spring banquet opened, a little would lead Gu Yunxi into the palace and meet Gu Yunyao.
Gu Yunxi carried the food box, and when he was waiting, he met An Hong from the Xichang factory, accompanied by two young eunuchs.
He was squinting at Gu Yunxi with cold eyes, with a provocative expression on his face.
The moment he met him, Gu Yunxi was surprised.
Could it be that you are too sensitive?
She always felt that An Hong’s evil eyes seemed familiar, and those cold, wanton and arrogant eyes were like people in black who had seen hands with her on Qianqi Mountain on Jiang’an Road...
Gu Yunxi muttered silently, his eyes downward, and he carefully searched on his neck.
In the early spring and evening, the temperature dropped sharply, and An Hong was still wearing a thick moon white uniform. The towering dark red collar blocked most of his neck tightly, and he could not see anything at all.
Gu Yunxi had to sigh, but looked away from disappointment.
Thinking about it, two months have passed since Qianqishan's food robbery incident. Even if that person was really An Hong, the wound on her body would have healed a long time ago in more than sixty days, leaving her no clue at all.
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