The Lantern Festival is held on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, with bright fireworks and sounding firecrackers, and tourists carrying lanterns pass through the streets and alleys.

Late at night, when tourists went home in twos and threes, a Kongming lantern that had been floating in the air for a long time burned out and quietly landed in the courtyard of the county government.

At this time, the lights in the study room were still on.

The three are discussing.

Song Duan: "Changfengzhai and the Chen family are mutually beneficial, or are they Chen Xiangkun's fangs."

Yin Junfu lowered his eyes and pondered, he had never met Chen Xiangkun, but he was the deputy chief of Changfeng Village, and he spent some time with Yang Sanmian.

Yang Sanmian is not a fool, even if he revealed some secrets of Changfeng Village to him, he never told him why a small cottage hides such a large-scale casino in a cave.Yang Sanmian has been the boss for too long, and almost no one dared to disobey him, so he became more and more obsequious.

No, except for one person.

Ten days ago, he had talked to himself and accidentally revealed some dissatisfaction with Xu En.It is not appropriate to say that it is dissatisfaction, but it is actually mixed with a trace of fear and boredom.

Yin Junfu: "Wen Yu, do you remember what I said this morning, that Cao Juanhe looks familiar."

Wen Yu naturally remembered that Yin Junfu and himself went to see Granny Cao, and the two of them met for the first time today.

Song Duan coughed, his cheeks were flushed, but his lips were pale, as if he had caught a cold.

"Sorry." He covered his mouth to suppress the voice that was about to overflow from his throat.

Wen Yu: "I'll make some ginger tea for you."

"Junior brother, no need, you can continue talking." He took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

Yin Junfu raised his eyelids to look at Song Duan, and then continued to look at Wen Yu.

"What did you think of?" Wen Yu looked at him expectantly.

"I know why I look familiar, because Cao Juanhe and Xu En are somewhat similar." After Yin Junfu finished speaking, he looked at Wen Yu's eyebrows and eyes, and seemed to be hesitating how to speak, "And your eyebrows and Xu En's eyes are especially similar, but unfortunately I don'tCan draw, otherwise I can draw him so you can see what he looks like."

Yin Junfu said this in the morning, but after that, he met Song Duan, so that Wen Yu didn't take it to heart at the time, but when he listened to it now, he woke up instantly, and a flash of inspiration peeled away the confusion that confused her like a cocoon.long time question.

Wen Yu: "Cao Juanhe may be my aunt."

There was a trace of sadness in Wen Yu's eyes, which had been covered when she looked up: "Not long after I was born, my aunt was abducted by human traffickers and disappeared. Cao Juanhe once said that her son's facial features resembled mine, maybe herThe son is not just similar to me, he should be similar to my father."

"Xu En should be Cao Juanhe's son. It's no wonder that around the Spring Festival, all the shops and inns in Yi Xin County were closed. Although the Cao's inn is dilapidated, no one disturbs it."

Yin Junfu: "Yang Sanmian, as the uncompromising leader of Changfeng Village, has a tyrannical temperament, and everyone is afraid of him. But this person dare not do anything to Xu En."

Wen Yu frowned: "So, there must be someone behind Xu En." She suddenly raised her head, "Is Xu En his real name?"

Yin Junfu thought about his original conversation with Xu En in great distress, trying to get some useful information from it, but in the end he found nothing."I only know that he went up the mountain a few years ago, and he is about the same age as me now. As for where his parents are and how his family was before he went up the mountain, he never talked about it."

Wen Yu: "You don't have to blame yourself. I will go to Cao's Inn tomorrow and ask Granny Cao again. I think she will tell me."Cao Juanhe's kind and sad smile appeared in front of his eyes.

Wen Zhen's lips moved, and said silently: "Go and ask her if she has a name Chang Xiao, Wen Chang Xiao."

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"I already have a general understanding of your situation. From this point of view, Chen Xiangkun is indeed a major suspect. He doesn't care at all whether he exposes his control over Yi Xin. A squire, where does he get his confidence?"

Song Duan stared at the water in the cup and thought of another thing, but he didn't say it.

Wen Yu: "Lord Song, can you be sure that no one here knows your identity. If you go to visit Chen Xiangkun as a wandering businessman, wouldn't it be troublesome if you were exposed by others?"

She asked this question a little frankly and mercilessly.

Song Duan's eyelashes moved a few times one after another, but the junior brother was obviously worried but didn't speak out.The corners of his lips raised slightly: "Of course I don't know if anyone knows me, but as long as Chen Xiangkun plans to meet me, even if he knows that I am not a businessman, he will not expose me."

"Master Song, I'm stupid, please show me!" Yin Junfu clenched his fist into a fist and pounded on the table, questioning Song Duan in a hoarse voice, without concealing his anger at all.

From being an inconspicuous young man to being able to get close to Yang Sanmian, he has stayed in Changfengzhai long enough.Years ago, if he hadn't met Wen Yu, he would have thought of killing Yang Sanmian to avenge his elder brother in spite of everything while the bandits were going down the mountain to rob.

"Little General Yin, don't be so annoyed." Song Duan's tone was very calm, "I won't do anything I'm not sure about. I'll go and find out about Chen Xiangkun's reality first. If everything is as I think, I'm afraid it's not just us who can do it."The matter of settlement needs to be decided by the Holy One."

Song Duan ignored the angry Yin Junfu, put down the cup in his hand, got up and said, "It's late at night, I'm leaving first."

Wen Yu knew that he must be hiding something, so she didn't continue to ask because Song Duan couldn't tell.

Song Duan left.

Yin Junfu sullenly said, "Wen Yu, I'll go first too."

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and it is snowing lightly.

Yin Junfu found a few jars of wine from somewhere, and got drunk, "Brother, today is your birthday. My brother has not avenged you yet. If it wasn't for my self-willedness and disobedience, I would have to rush forward.", you will not die to save me."

"Last year, last year at this time. The two of us were still drinking and fighting in the yard. I still remember that my mother was woken up by the sound of us playing around in the middle of the night, and beat us with a stick."

He drank hot and opened the window. The cold wind made him tremble violently, but his eyes were dim.

Snowflakes fell on his eyelashes.

"Wen Yu, why are you there, do you want to come over for a drink?"

Yin Junfu put the wine bottle on his face, and the cold feeling made him let out a comfortable sigh. The green eyes that were originally clear to the bottom were full of thick mist, and the eyelashes were gradually soaked, and tears hung down, "SmellJin, I miss my elder brother. My nephew is only one year old this year, but because of me, he will never see his father again."

He put the wine heavily on the ground, even his wheat-colored skin couldn't cover the red dizziness on his face, he opened the door valve with swaying steps, and walked towards Wen Yu step by step, no matter what he saw was real or virtual.

By the moonlight, Wen Yu could clearly see the fragile expression on his face, but with a blink of an eye, Yin Junfu had already rested his head on Wen Yu's shoulder, and half of his body weight fell on her.In the ear is Yin Junfu's breathing, with a strong smell of alcohol.

"It's true!" He rubbed Wen Yu's shoulder, and his hair lightly brushed across her face, a little itchy.

Wen Yu frowned, how much wine did this guy drink, now that the ugly time is over, he must have been drinking for an hour.

Wen Yu supported his arm to support his shaky body. This morning, she felt that something was wrong with Yin Junfu, and only now did she know that today is his brother's birthday.

Wen Yu patted his head, somewhat reassuring.She could understand Yin Junfu's mood. During the two years after her grandfather left, her own performance might not be as good as Yin Junfu's.At that time, she would go to buy her grandfather's favorite wine, and spend several hours in front of the tomb, sometimes saying something, sometimes just sitting there without saying anything.

Yin Junfu surrounded Wen Yu like a child, chattering about something, mostly about his elder brother and his nephew who just turned one year old.

Under the moonlight, the hazy moonlight shrouded the two of them, the snowflakes fell and melted, and the figures on the ground gradually overlapped, as beautiful as a painting. If this was a scene from a TV series, Wen Yu might have stopped to take a screenshot, butProvided that it didn't happen to me.

Wen Yu sighed: "Yin Junfu, you are drunk, go back—"

The dampness on her neck made her silent for a moment, Yin Junfu was crying.

"I believe in you, but I hate him."

"What does his high-ranking attitude mean? He is in a fog, and he doesn't say anything clearly. Isn't he just a servant of the household department, isn't he a third-rank official? Why do you have to listen to him? When I get better in the future, I willA hundred Song Duans are nothing in front of me." With a sobbing, thick nasal voice, Yin Junfu muttered the dissatisfaction that he hadn't spoken during the day.

Wen Yu softly whispered in his ear with a coaxing voice: "Okay, you will be a hundred times better than him in the future."

"I'm not some little general Yin."

"Yes, you are the general."

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She helped Yin Junfu walk back into the house, he didn't look that heavy, why was he so heavy.Wen Yu stuffed Yin Junfu into the quilt, and after a while, he fell asleep.

It must be a good dream, Wen Yu looked at the smile on his mouth, looking forward to it in her heart.

After arranging the messy wine bottles on the ground, Wen Yu closed the doors and windows and left.

The wind at night is very cold, only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

On the night of the Yuan Dynasty this year, the moon and lights remain the same.

Wen Yu was strolling in the courtyard, the moon in the lake rippled from time to time, the moon was as bright as a ghost, incomplete and round again.For some reason, she always felt a trace of melancholy lingering in her heart, lingering.

She didn't feel sleepy at all.If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have found Yin Junfu who was drinking away his worries just now.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of her, slowly approaching her, the outline gradually became clear, Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes raised and lowered.

"You haven't fallen asleep either." Her voice was cold and slightly hoarse.

Song Duan stopped when he was about two or three meters away from her: "You seem to be taller than Li Jingqian, but you are also thinner."

The two kept a certain distance, just stood and talked like that, Wen Yu didn't look at him, but still looked at the lake.

"Is the teacher okay?"

Song Duan: "Martial Uncle Lu has now returned to his original post, and His Majesty sent an imperial doctor to treat him personally. Junior brother, you can rest assured."

"good."

"Senior brother, can't you just be my senior brother?" The voice was very small, maybe only she heard it, maybe Song Duan also heard it, but no one spoke anymore.

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