little wife

Chapter 67

How could Ning Luo be willing to sleep in such a state of fear, she half-lyed on the Arhat bed while reading a book while waiting for Jing Yun to come back.I don't know how long it took, she felt her body warm in a daze, and woke up with a start, only to find that she was being held in Jing Yun's arms and was walking towards the bed.

"You're back." She rubbed against her arms like a kitten, and her voice was laziness after waking up.

"Didn't I tell you to sleep first? Why are you still waiting for me?" Jing Yun blamed, but carefully placed Ning Luo on the bed with his hands.

Ning Luo rubbed her eyes and muttered, "I asked Yingxiang to keep a bowl of fungus soup warm, and I'll get it..."

"Yingxiang has already given me a drink. I won't let them wake you up." Jing Yun covered her with the quilt, and began to take off his outer robe. After a busy day, he returned home with his lovely wife On the side, it couldn't be better.

"What happened to the Northern Zhou Mission? Has it been resolved?" Ning Luo asked worriedly.

Jing Yun said casually: "Then Xie Junchun took a few more relatives to hang out outside, but he got separated from them, and his relatives reported to me in a panic, but after searching the whole city for two hours, they found that he was drunk. In Feiyun Building, it is really ridiculous."

Ning Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine if there's nothing wrong."

"I'm afraid this is the beginning of the trouble," Jing Yun smiled, "Where has he been these two hours? Who has he met? What did he say? You have to try to find out these things, and, According to the report from my spies in the Sifang Pavilion, after Xie Junchun came back, the two locked themselves in the room and quarreled, and Lu Yi dropped a tea set.

He yawned and looked tired.

Ning Luo was a little distressed, and didn't want to worry about Ning Xuan and Wei Si: "Let's talk about the big things tomorrow, go to bed and get a good sleep."

Jing Yun looked at her steadfastly, and suddenly leaned forward, covering her whole body under his shadow: "Madam is inviting me to enter the curtain? My husband is here."

"You... I didn't mean that..." Ning Luo hurriedly pushed his chest, "I want you to have a good rest..."

"Madam, are you underestimating me?" Jing Yun frowned pretendingly, "Then I'll show my husband more for you to take a look at."

Before Ning Luo could argue, her lips were blocked. Jing Yun savored her carefully, and warned her with fiery actions, so that she would never dare to underestimate the prince Dingyun in the future.

Indeed, as Jing Yun said, the troubles of the Northern Zhou Mission had just begun. After Xie Junchun returned for two hours after disappearing, half of the members of the Northern Zhou Mission vomited and diarrhea the next day. Fortunately, the meals in the yard of the two chief and deputy envoys were separate small stoves There was no mistake in the room confession. Yang Zhan and Yang Hao complained after learning about it, and immediately sent an imperial doctor to treat them.

On the third day, it was even more bizarre. A beam fell from the room where Lu Yi lived in the Sifang Pavilion. Fortunately, Lu Yi was agile and only scratched a little skin. If he was sleeping, he might hit Lu Yi. Lu Yi was furious and sent someone to invite Yang Zhan and Yang Hao. Yang Zhan excused his headache and refused to go. Yang Hao bit the bullet and went to make amends. He was punished and another yard was changed for him, only then did Lu Yi's anger be appeased.

After Jing Yun learned of this, he felt that something was wrong, and immediately sealed up the yard, and carefully inspected the beam. The beam was indeed a bit old, and because it was rainy in April and May, the outside seemed to be full of potholes. Yes, the worst thing is that there is actually a flying ant nest inside the beam, and a group of beige flying ants are making a fuss inside.

Tong Shisheren was full of grievances, and tearfully said: "The place where the people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty live, how dare we neglect it? We have carefully inspected everything here half a month ago, and there is absolutely no such flying ants that have caused disasters, let alone, the people in this area The beams and pillars are made of high-quality elm, which is hard and completely different from the pine and fir that the flying ants like, and I don’t know what kind of sex the flying ants have changed to make a nest here.”

Jing Yun immediately invited some knowledgeable carpenters to come over to thoroughly investigate the Sifang Pavilion. At the same time, he removed and detained all the craftsmen and servants who might have entered and exited the Sifang Pavilion. After this investigation, the problem was found. There are problems, including the courtyard where Xie Junchun lived, a group of flying ants nestled in the beam, and in two days, the beam will probably be eaten away. This Xie Junchun is a civil servant, not as agile as Lu Yi, If it falls down, if you are unlucky, you will die.

Several carpenters inspected the beams inch by inch, and found a small pile of moth powder inside that was different from the elm wood moth powder next to it. After inspection, they concluded that it was the pine wood that flying ants love most, or the pine wood soaked in sugar water. , Someone put sugar-soaked pine wood on the beams, which attracted flying ants and caused the accident.

Originally, Yang Zhan was slightly dissatisfied with Jing Yun's thorough investigation of the matter, and he had already discussed it with Yang Hao. As long as the barbarian is appeased for such trivial matters, he will not report to Emperor Sheng He for the time being. After all, the two of them are responsible An errand, if something goes wrong, it's not good-looking.

However, after finding out here, he couldn't hold back. Yang Zhan's health was not good at all. After discussing with the Eastern Palace counselor for one night, he contracted the cold again the next day. When Jing Yun arrived, he was drinking medicine. It was a hot day. , but the house was still tightly closed, fearing that the slightest bit of wind would leak, and it was very stuffy.

"Yuanxi, come and sit down," Yang Zhan said with a smile, "I've worked hard for you these few days."

Jing Yun was handing over a group of suspects, physical evidence, and witnesses to Dali Temple, when he was hurriedly called into the East Palace. He didn't know what happened. Although Yang Zhan looked in good spirits, his face was full of Qingbai felt a "thump" in his heart: "Is Your Highness the Crown Prince sick? There are humble ministers in the Sifang Pavilion. Although His Highness can rest assured, it is better to take care of yourself."

Yang Zhan waved his hand: "It's just a minor illness, some people are making a fuss because of the cold, and they insist on eating this and drinking that alone."

"Your Highness, don't take it lightly. The wind-cold disease can be big or small. Doctor Jin in the minister's mansion has superb medical skills. Would you like to let him take a look at it for Your Highness?" Jing Yun asked with concern.

"No need," Yang Zhan said, "Yuanxi doesn't know, but recently a Taoist doctor came to the East Palace. Gu's health is good these days, thanks to the blessing of this doctor. Huanhua, I'll let you meet some other day."

Jing Yun frowned and said, "Your Highness, where is this Daoist? Is it reliable? Although Jindan is good, I'm afraid it will hurt my vitality."

Yang Zhan didn't take it seriously, just smiled and changed the subject: "I know what's in my heart. By the way, what happened to the flying ants?"

Jing Yun explained the ins and outs one by one, but the final culprit has not been found yet, and the instigator is still hidden in the mist.

Yang Zhan pondered for a moment and said: "Yuanxi, Father's birthday banquet is approaching, Gu originally only wanted to show his filial piety, let Father have a happy birthday, and didn't want to bother him with these things, but he didn't Thinking that this matter is so complicated, it is lonely and miscalculated."

"Your Highness is kind, I didn't expect..." Jing Yun subconsciously wanted to be relieved, but when he looked up, he saw the almost eager light in Yang Zhan's eyes, and he suddenly recalled it, and changed the topic, "I didn't expect to be behind the scenes." Someone is so vicious, but luckily His Highness, although keeping his face on the ground, has already hinted that there is something wrong with him. I figured out His Highness's intentions, so I ordered someone to investigate thoroughly. When His Majesty asked, I should report back one by one. It's not too late to make up for it. , His Majesty will not blame His Majesty for his negligence."

Yang Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Yuan Xi is the most meticulous in his disposition, and you can be the most at ease when you do things alone."

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Zhan took the lead in handing over the memorial and reported to Emperor Shenghe about the Northern Zhou mission. The three of them said everything.

Yang Hao was holding his breath in his heart. It was obvious that Yang Zhan was like him at the time, preparing to make big things into small things, but now that something big happened, he took all the credit for it and blamed himself for being lazy. This Jing Yun is really stupid, for such a great achievement, he didn't even take half a word of it from himself.

"Brother Huang is really far-sighted," he said with a strange tone, "Your brother is ashamed of himself."

Yang Zhan didn't take it seriously, but just smiled generously: "The third brother is also quite methodical, and he has made great progress compared to the previous recklessness."

Emperor Shenghe watched the two of them coming and going, with no trace of joy or anger on his face: "You two have time to bicker here, why don't you go to Dali Temple to see what's the latest development."

Yang Zhan bowed and said: "Father, my son has already thought of this festival, and sent someone to watch there early in the morning. Mr. Tan is well versed in the method of torture, and he will definitely be able to find out who is behind the scenes."

"That's very good. The two of you have worked hard these days, Zhan'er. Although you seem to be in good health, don't take it lightly. You must always strengthen your foundation." Emperor Sheng He's expression softened, "Your mother will go No one has taken care of it for a long time, and I still need to take care of it myself.”

Yang Zhan's eyes were filled with joy, and he bowed and said, "Thank you, Father, for caring about me. My son is relieved. My son heard that Father is also suffering from ailments in the past few days. Please take care of yourself, Father."

"Hao'er," Emperor Shenghe looked at Yang Hao, his face darkened, "Learn more about your imperial brother's poise on weekdays, and also, I dismissed all the messy people in the mansion, and I will talk to you in a serious manner." The princess is having a good time."

Yang Hao was favored by the imperial concubine Mei when he urinated, and spent more time in front of Emperor Shenghe than the other two princes. When he was pampered, something went wrong. He liked to drink and have sex on weekdays. Concubine Liang and his wife raised many singers. They have been married for more than a year and still have no heirs. Concubine Ding shed tears several times in front of Concubine Meihuang.

Hearing this, he shrank immediately, and argued: "Father, what nonsense did you listen to again? After Father beat me that day, those singers have long since disappeared, and the remaining two It was I who paid a lot of money here from the Ritual and Music Workshop, and specially made up a song and dance to celebrate Father's birthday."

"Really?" Emperor Sheng He glanced at him, "We'll see what kind of moths you make when the time comes."

The tone was a bit gentle, Yang Hao immediately hit the snake with the stick, and said with a smile: "My son has put in a lot of thought, and I will definitely make the father's eyes shine."

Jing Yun looked at their father's kind and filial appearance, like a thorn in his back, and unconsciously turned his eyes away.

After saying a few more words, Emperor Shenghe waved them to leave. Jing Yun was about to leave the imperial study room first as if he had received an amnesty, but he heard Emperor Shenghe said indifferently: "Yun'er, you stay here, I still have important things to do." ask you."

(End of this chapter)