Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 102 Respective Encounters

"That's what the girl said."

Shi Yi forcibly lifted his spirits, took a deep breath and said: "Now I have nothing to worry about, and I plan to go wandering with those brothers in all directions in the future."

The two exchanged a few words, and he said goodbye and left.

As soon as he was out of sight, he saw Zhu Yan walking in quickly, "Girl, there is news."

"Are you talking about the capital, or about Song Daiyan?"

Su Rao sat up slightly.

"There are two parties. The secret letter from the palace has been sent to the young master. Here are Song Daiyan's whereabouts in the past few years. Apart from what we found, there are some confessions made by the servants of the Song family."

The affairs of the dark hall were kept secret, and Su Rao said that she wanted more detailed information. They even dug up Song Daiyan's concubine's mother's house and made out this thick booklet.

Su Rao weighed it in her hands, and couldn't help but click her tongue: "It seems that there are things to do these few days."

"Girls really should find something to do."

Zhu Yan lowered her head and smiled, and counted her various activities in the past few days, "You sleep until the sun rises every day, take a nap after eating, wake up and read books, and it's dinner time again."

"Twelve hours a day, you sleep at least eight hours."

"If there are no other abnormalities, the subordinates have to report to the young master and ask a doctor to come and take a look."

After saying goodbye at the city gate, Yan Yun was busy with business and the two had never seen each other. At first, Su Rao was a little slow to hear the word son, but when he realized it, he lifted his lips and laughed: "How can you say such an exaggeration."

"No exaggeration."

Zhu Yan picked up a stool and sat opposite her, tentatively said: "Girl, you are so boring, if the subordinates find you some pens and ink, needlework, or Guqin, people will have trouble falling asleep all day."

"I'm not interested in any of that."

Su Rao covered her lips with her sleeve and yawned, leaned on the soft pillow and began to flip through the booklet in her hand, and replied casually: "You have this spare time, why don't you go and see what your young master has to do, and hide all day long What is the back office doing?"

"I dont go."

Zhu Yan shook his head like a rattle. Since the last reward, he had lingering fears, and he hadn't wandered in front of the young master for several days.

It's scary when a man is unreasonable, so he shouldn't ask for trouble!

"How did you offend your son?"

Su Rao's reading eyes were slightly concentrated, and she looked at him. Zhu Yan hurriedly shook her head, as if she was afraid of her questioning, she hurriedly got up and walked out, "Didn't the girl say yesterday that she was sleeping by the window and the sun was dazzling, and she wanted to make a swing under the tree?" ? I'm going right now."

Looking at his fleeing back, Su Rao smiled silently, looked away and continued to browse.

However, at this moment, on Jingpo Lake, tens of kilometers away from Shanglin County, there is a gorgeous painting boat, with veils hanging from all sides and melodious piano music.

The melodious singing of Yingying floats from the center of the lake, attracting tourists around to stop and indulge.

"Is this Lingji's singing voice? Didn't she never leave Huamanlou? Why did she come here to perform today?"

"More than that, just listen carefully."

A scholar closed his eyes tightly, shook his head and said: "This song is beautiful, and the sound of the qin is even better. This "Yangchun Baixue" was originally the perfect sound of the pipa, but now it is played on the guqin, which is really interesting."

"The whole Yunzhou Prefecture can have such piano skills, could it be Miss Yanyu from Yongfang Pavilion?"

"No way? They are usually the pillars that are hard to find. Who is so generous that they can invite everyone to his boat?"

Everyone was jealous.

"Anyway, it must be a noble person with a great background. You can see that by looking at the painted boat. How can an ordinary family afford a glazed lamp?"

"Looking at the direction, they are going all the way south from the Minjiang River. The prefectures they pass are full of water bandits. Occasionally they even dare to snatch official ships. They are so ostentatious but safe. You will know the depth of it if you look closely."

"No wonder those oiran ladies are willing to put down their figures and sit on the same stage. It turns out that they want to climb high..."

There was a burst of laughter on the shore.

Inside the painting boat, she was dressed in white and was leaning on a soft couch, shaking a brocade fan lightly in her hand, with the tails of her long and narrow eyes raised slightly, and the light in her eyes was full of spring in the world.

"Young master, we have arrived at the junction of Shanglin County and Hanyang County."

The guard in blue clasped his fists and said.

The man's swaying folding fan stopped slightly, and he looked out along the cracked ice window. The green mountains and clear waters in the distance are beautiful and pleasant.

"Stay here tonight."

"This subordinate will make arrangements."

The guard retreated respectfully, the man got up and walked to the window, put away the folding fan and nodded in his hand, thinking of something, suddenly smiled: "Yan Heqing, Yan Heqing, it seems that you and I are really destined, everything can happen superior……"

"I hope you won't be surprised when you see me..."

The voice followed the breeze across hills, valleys, and across the ancient city wall, and finally the branches and leaves of the old tree in front of the government office trembled, and a broken leaf fell from the whirl.

Yan Yun stood by the window with his hands behind his back, listening to Shen Zhibai and the others report their official duties, "The crimes of those officials have been verified, and these are evidences. Please look them over."

"No need, Mr. Shen will just hand it over to Xichi later."

Shen Zhibai obediently replied yes, and then said: "The lower officials ordered people to guard the family members of those offenders, and news from this city will definitely not leak out."

"it is good."

Yan Yun turned around and looked at everyone casually, "I will leave this place in a few days, Master Shen will temporarily act as the agent for all matters in Shanglin County, and we can just wait for the imperial court's order."

"Here, the officer is still young and lacks qualifications. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to take on this important task. Please consider this matter again."

Shen Zhibai was shocked.

The officials behind him didn't speak, they lowered their heads silently, sighing in their hearts that the fate of life is impermanent. Not long ago, Shen Zhibai was a young official, but in the blink of an eye, he became their immediate boss in the blink of an eye.

What a wonderful encounter!

"This is the decision I made after careful consideration."

Yan Yun didn't talk to him any more, "The rest of the arrangements are business as usual."

"Go down."

He gave the order, there is no doubt about it.

All the officials looked at each other in blank dismay, all bowed and retreated. Shen Zhibai was surrounded by them, he said congratulations from the left and congratulations from the right, feeling the enthusiasm of his colleagues in the officialdom again.

"I thought that brother Shen was a dragon and phoenix in the early morning, but today I saw it, and it really is."

"In the future, I will have to rely on brother Shen for his support."

"I didn't expect you to be the one who hides the most among us, good boy. Compared with Song Daiyan, who has a wicked heart, if you become the prefect, our future life will be much easier."

"That's right, Feng Shui turns around, so it's time for us to feel proud."

"..."

Shen Zhibai was surrounded by people in a daze, and he didn't even have the heart to respond to them. He still can't believe it. How come he suddenly became the deputy prefect?
Is the ancestral grave really smoking?

(End of this chapter)