Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 87 Meeting Wen Cheng
Wen Qian looked down at the invitation card in her hand, her gaze was slightly cold, then she put it in her sleeve and walked out the door.

Wen Yu, who had been keeping an eye on Wen Qian, saw her eldest brother walking out of the house, and couldn't help but chased him out from the kitchen: "Brother, where are you going?"

Wen Qian turned her head back: "I'll go to the village chief's house to find Wen Cheng, and I'll be back soon."

As soon as he walked outside the village chief's house, he heard the sound of chopping firewood from the yard, and saw the slender figure in the yard through the half wooden door.

Wen Cheng was wearing a light gray light summer shirt that covered his frail body, and every time he lifted the ax, he seemed to use up half of his strength.

The hot sun's rays hit his face, making his ordinary face more charming and charming.

Well, a man who concentrates on his work is really attractive, even if he looks ordinary, he is really attractive!
This person is one month younger than the original owner, turning 20 on August [-]th.

There is also a saying of reunion in August and fifteenth. Every family eats moon cakes and goes to the temple in the town to pray.

Wen Cheng's birth coincided with a big festival, and it was very lively. As the eldest son and grandson of the village chief's family, he heard that there was a full moon wine, and the banquet lasted for a day.

The original owner, Wen Gan, was different. When Zhou gave birth to him, he encountered dystocia, so he had to borrow a bullock cart to go to the town to find a doctor, but all the doctors were invited to the inn by the guards of Anyang Prince's Mansion.

Just because King Anyang took the pregnant Princess An to travel all the way to Anle Town, unexpectedly met the assassin who turned against Chu and Qin, which caused Princess An, who was pregnant for seven months, to have a dystocia, and had to be born in a simple inn in a hurry .

Wenquangui couldn't find a doctor in Anle Town, so he was forced to take Mrs. Zhou to kneel and beg the people in the palace. It happened that Princess An had successfully given birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins.

The doctor who was released hurriedly came to check Zhou's pulse. At this time, Zhou was so weak that he would die twice at any time. The kind-hearted Princess An asked King Anyang to allow the two to enter the inn to give birth.

The original owner came to the world in such twists and turns, because Zhou's dystocia lasted too long and Shengsheng missed the best time for treatment, leaving behind severe postpartum metrorrhagia.

Mrs. Zhou not only called for a doctor every now and then, but also had to take medicine every day and rest in bed, so the family of three bought a small courtyard in Anle Town to live.

The arrival of the original owner broke Zhou's health, and Wenquangui's father devoted himself to Zhou's body. He also turned a blind eye to take care of the frail and sick original owner. It was still Mrs. Wen who loved this grandson and came to take care of him every now and then.

Later, the Zhou family passed away after being ill for a year.

Only then did the original owner fall in love with Hot Spring Gui's father, and married Jiang again two years later.

Wen Cheng struggled to split the last piece of firewood, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Qian standing outside the door of his house, the star-bright Danfeng's eyes flashed with confusion.

He frowned slightly, dropped the axe, and walked towards the door: "Agan, are you here to find me?"

Wen Qian came back to her senses, and saw beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and a pair of red phoenix eyes showing a trace of concern.

His sensitive nose smelled Wen Cheng's unique body fragrance as a man, especially his already cool summer shirt was drenched with sweat, and he could vaguely see his good figure, and...

Suddenly her throat tightened, her voice was slightly hoarse: "A Cheng, are you free? I have something to ask you."

Wen Cheng mistakenly thought that Wen Qian had encountered some embarrassment, so he saw him distracted, and even his voice was a little weird. After thinking about it, he said: "There is no one in my house, do you want to come in and talk?"

"No, let's go to the cemetery to talk!" Wen Qian shook her head quickly.

If there is someone in your family, I might agree.

There is no one in your family, I absolutely cannot agree, you look like this... really attractive!

Well, it turns out that I am not only lustful for beautiful men, I am lustful for all innocent and attractive men...

Hey……

"Okay." Wen Cheng couldn't understand Wen Qian's various emotions of being nervous and sighing for a while. If he was not familiar with this handsome face that could make a woman fascinated, he would have suspected that the person in front of him was a woman.

Wen Cheng didn't care why he chose the cemetery. What he was interested in was Wen Xiucai, who had never been close to anyone. Something would happen to him, which was rarer than the sun rising and setting.

When the two of them came to the hill, there were many graves as far as the eye could see. The stone steles showed signs of age, the wooden plaques had already rotted into the soil, and some were scattered all over the ground. Even under the hot summer sun, they were still It looked gloomy and gloomy.

Wen Qian saw Wen Cheng staring blankly at a new grave, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, "What are you looking at? Could it be that the people in that new grave have something to do with you?"

"No." Wen Cheng frowned, and turned his head to look at Wen Qian after a long while: "Tell me, is there anyone alive in the graves in the hills of our Wenjia Village?"

Wen Qian opened her mouth and didn't speak immediately. She looked at Wen Cheng with an inquisitive look, then raised her eyebrows, and said lightly, "Yes, maybe not!"

"What do you mean?" Wen Cheng looked at Wen Qian carefully.

"Ding!"

Wen Qian snapped her fingers, pointed to a stone tablet, and said, "Have you seen that stone tablet? On it is written the tomb of the late husband Wen Daxing. His wife, Mrs. Jia, specially set up this tomb for future generations to worship."

Wen Cheng understood in an instant: "You mean, someone died here, or the body could not be found. Some clothes were used in the coffin to set up the grave bag. There is more than one empty grave. As for whether he died or not, who knows!"

Wen Qian smiled and said: "Yes, even if someone faked his death, he would be dead in the eyes of his relatives. Otherwise, who would set up a gravestone? Is it important whether such a person lives or dies? He gave up the person who loved him, and also gave up The person he loves is essentially dead."

"Hehe, it's just... just a dead person!" Wen Cheng sneered, his eyes slightly red.

Wen Qian looked at such a weird and profound Wen Cheng, she was very strange, she pursed her lips: "You..."

"I'm fine, thank you, Brother Agan." Wen Cheng raised his hand to stop Wen Qian's words, and returned to his gentle, courteous and thrifty demeanor, and asked back, "Agan, what do you want me to do today?"

Seeing that Wen Cheng calmed down all the leaked emotions so quickly, Wen Qian felt that he was unusual. It seemed that he had found the right person.

"Ah Cheng, I want you to be my counselor and help me achieve supremacy!"

"Help you achieve success?" Wen Chengcheng heard something funny, his small upright mouth was well defined, his red lips were slightly parted, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth: "Why do you think I want to obey you, Instead of you taking orders from me?"

I go, what do I hear!
Wen Cheng is really a wolf with a big tail, he hides deep enough!

"By virtue of your status as a scholar?"

"Or rely on your charming skills? Qian Yulang!"

Wen Qian looked at Wen Cheng's beautiful and charming red phoenix eyes with a domineering air in a daze.

At this moment, he is very arrogant and domineering!
She didn't know whether she should suspect that there was something wrong with her eyes, or that she had auditory hallucinations in her ears!
"If it's okay, I'll go!" Wen Cheng looked at Wen Qian who was in a daze, with a trace of contempt on his lips, and turned to leave.

"Wait." Wen Qian stopped in front of Wen Cheng, her black eyes showing a faint murderous intent: "You actually know that I am Qian Yulang Jun, so you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

"Kill me?" Wen Cheng smiled contemptuously: "What did you use to kill me? Your charm? Then you may have overestimated your own strength!"

Having said that, Wen Cheng glanced up and down Wen Qian, with a calm expression on his face: "Your flute sound can influence me, but it's a pity that you didn't carry that Yuping flute with you, so...you...what do you use to kill...I !"

The last sentence, with a provocative drag and accent.

Um?The original owner not only used magic to kill the enemy!
And weapons, Yuping Liandi?
What is that, why haven't I seen it?
Wen Qian put aside her thoughts, her black eyes glowed coldly, indifferent and alienated: "Ah Cheng, you are wrong, I am best at defeating the enemy with one move!"

When Wen Cheng heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately took precautions.

(End of this chapter)