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    "Little brother, I have received a letter and I would like you to read it."

    The two sat in a small pavilion in the courtyard, and Song Duan handed the letter paper to Wen Yu, "A few days ago, I asked Daming to deliver the letter to Heining."

    Hei Ning Mansion, this is the fiefdom of King Li.The paper looked luxurious, Wen Yu blinked: "Who is this letter to you?"

    "The letter from 'Xie Yuanlin' to me."

    Wen Yu took the letter and read it word by word for a long time, "This letter is full of ordinary greetings, maybe it is still a code word that needs to be deciphered."

    Song Duan stood in the semi-dark shadow, and said in a flat tone: "Of course there is nothing interesting about this content. But the person who wrote the letter was not Xie Yuanlin. I have imitated King Li's handwriting many times.Although the handwriting looks the same at first glance, the strokes at the end of the hook are wrong."

    Wen Yu smacked her tongue in her heart, and gasped.Why did you imitate King Li's handwriting so many times? Wen Yu thought of the gossip about Song Duan she often heard when she was in Capital City, maybe it involved something she shouldn't know.

    Wen Yu's eyes flickered and blinked a few times, she pursed her lips, and slowly showed a stiff smile, should she pretend that she didn't hear these words.

    He seemed to know what Wen Yu was thinking, Song Duan hooked his fingers at Wen Yu, teasing her and said, "Little Junior Brother, do you want to know why I imitated King Li's handwriting?"

    Curiosity killed the cat, she still doesn't want to die, "You haven't gotten to the point yet?"

    Song Duan glanced at her innocently, the smile in his eyes slowly faded away, his body leaned slightly towards her, and his voice was always lazy: "Don't be in such a hurry."

    He folded the letter again and put it in his arms, and said with a smile: "Xu Miaochang and his son had a falling out, Xu Lingru has now moved out from the Xu residence. Now everyone in Capital City who knows about this is looking at Xu Miaochang'sA joke, after all he is the only son."

    When Wen Yu heard the news, her eyes widened unconsciously, becoming chubby, really cute.

    Song Duan frowned, looking at Wen Yu, his eyes were full of warmth.

    She has only been in contact with Xu Lingru for three months, and although she doesn't communicate much in daily life, it is clear that this person is proud.It is a novelty that old Xu Ge and Xu Lingru are at odds.

    A few days ago, Wen Yu received a letter from Shu Si, and the date of inscription was the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.According to Shusi's temperament, he would definitely write it down, and the letter did not mention the matter between Xu's father and son.It seems that it should be what happened after that.

    Wen Yu's eyes were full of doubts, and Xu Lingru's proud and reserved appearance made it impossible to imagine him making such a decision.The capital city is no different than other places. Discord between father and son is a family matter in the countryside and villages. Putting them in their position is related to state affairs.

    "Why are their father and son like this?"

    Song Duan said casually: "Then we have to ask the person concerned,"

    The two walked back into the house, Song Duan put the letter in the stove, the flames flew up instantly, licking the letter paper, this valuable flower curtain paper turned into ashes after a while.

    "Xu Miaochang was originally a member of King Li's faction. Later, after His Majesty ascended the throne, Xu Miaochang was not removed from his hat. Elder Xu Ge probably knows it very well. As long as he doesn't act like a monster, his position is still very stable."

    Song Duan's last tone was almost mocking, and he didn't hide his attitude towards Xu Miaochang in front of Wen Yu at all.This is of course, as Lu Youzhi and Wu Ju are brothers of the same school, both of them belong to the Dongjiang Party.Wen Yu herself studied under Lu Youzhi, and in everyone's eyes, she was already a member of the Dongjiang Party.

    King Li and Elder Xu Ge, these great figures are still too far away from Wen Yu. If she can't climb to a high position, it is almost impossible for her to have the opportunity to contact them.

    After a little thought in Wen Yu's mind, she understood the reason why Xu Miaochang's position was still stable.Elder Xu Ge is a representative figure of the Qinglin Party, and the two parties are evenly matched, but if Xu Miaochang is thrown out of the center of power, then the Dongjiang Party will dominate in the future. Your Majesty does not want to see this situationarrive.

    Seeing her clear expression, Song Duan's eyes were full of appreciation, and he continued: "King Li and Xu Miaochang are still in contact. The letters on the surface have been intercepted many times by us, but the contents are mostly normal exchanges., there is nothing out of the ordinary, but it is not the case. This is still a digression. After you return to Beijing, I will explain these situations to you in detail."

    Although she doesn't have much interest in these court secrets at the moment, Wen Yu still listens carefully, thinking about these logical relationships in her mind, but she doesn't care about Song Duan's last sentence on purpose.

    Song Duan said: "I asked Daming to send this letter to Prince Li's mansion in person, and this time, Daming personally took it back from Prince Li's mansion on the same day, but I can be sure that this letter is not written by King Li's handwriting."

    Wen Yu quickly pulled away from the thoughts just now, and said calmly: "King Li is not in the Heining Mansion, and he doesn't want people to know, but this is not enough to prove that King Li is related to Chen Xiangkun."

    Song Duan smiled and encouraged her to continue.

    Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief after being asked questions by the teacher in class, thinking about all the clues she knew.

    Wen Yu was still wearing the official robe in green, her long body was like a painting there.

    Song Duan didn't make a sound, just stared at her.Zhanbi Qiao, the green bamboo is like a scorpion.Even though the junior brother looked cold and thinking, he was really pretty.

    "Brother, half a month ago, you and Chen Xiangkun met, maybe you found something wrong somewhere." Wen Yu went through all the clues in her head, but there was still an important link missing, and she couldn't connect them togetherstand up.

    "You finally called me Senior Brother, Junior Junior Brother~" Song Duan's tone was joking, seemingly teasing, but seeing the smile on the corner of his mouth, he knew that he was very happy.

    Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, and replied calmly: "I don't call you senior brother, do I still want to call you senior brother?"

    Song Duan nodded seriously, "If you want to call me that, it's not impossible."

    Wen Yu pressed down the trembling veins on his forehead with his hands, closed his eyes in pain and sighed, how could such a big man be so naive, the image of Song Duan in his heart really collapsed more and more.

    Song Duan finally said solemnly: "In the twelfth year of Zhengxi, when the first emperor was alive, Xie Yuanlin, who was the eldest prince at that time, had a quarrel with his father. In anger, the first emperor cut the back of Xie Yuanlin's hand with a long sword, hurting his muscles and bones. This matter is forbidden by the palace.The secret, there are no more than ten people who know about it. Now you are one more."

    He frowned, licked his lips, and tried to put on a naive look: "The wound on Chen Xiangkun's hand is exactly the same as that of the First Prince."

    Wen Yu tried to maintain a calm look, oh, there are not ten people, but one of them is you.Song Duan, no, Master Song, where on earth do you know so many secrets.

    "You mean that Xie Yuanlin changed his appearance to Chen Xiangkun's activities in Yi Xin." Wen Yu twitched, and said this sentence that made her feel very unbelievable.

    Song Duan nodded, with an innocent face: "That's why I said at the beginning, if everything is as I thought, I'm afraid this is not something that we can solve alone, it needs to be decided by the Holy One."

    Chen Xiangkun played with the wrench in his hand, and stared at Chen Xiangkun who was kneeling on the ground meaningfully.

    "You did a good job today."

    Chen Maosheng was constantly surprised and suspicious. With such a tone, he did something wrong, but he didn't dare to speak out. He knelt on the ground and buried his head even lower.

    Chen Xiangkun took the wrench to his hand, and ordered in a still calm tone: "Chen San, take off one of his legs."

    Chen Maosheng paled, watching Chen San approaching him step by step, "Patriarch, Patriarch, what did I do wrong. Please explain clearly."

    "Did you tell me about today's action?" Chen Xiangkun raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then slowly patted the non-existent dust on his sleeves.

    "I, Wen Yu, just ordered this morning. I set off without any time to prepare, and I didn't have time to report to you. I will definitely not next time, little one, even if the young one dies, I have to inform you first. Patriarch, please forgive mePlease, please." Chen Maosheng's pupils narrowed suddenly, and he immediately reacted and kowtowed, with a heavy voice, hitting the ground again and again.Bang, bang, bang.

    Chen San was silent, and seeing Chen Xiangkun's expression, he retreated to the corner again.

    Chen Maosheng quickly wiped his face with his sleeve, "Thank you, thank you!" His tone was full of frightened crying and fear.

    "Go back and think about it, don't let me down."

    Chen Maosheng's legs were limp, and he kept repeating that he would never dare again, and his thick cotton coat was soaked in cold sweat.Fortunately, great, he is still alive.

    He was pushed out the door by Chen San leading the skirt.There was silence in front of the gate of the Chen family, passers-by only dared to glance at it from a distance before leaving in a hurry.

    The two servants at the door picked him up and threw him onto the carriage. Chen Maosheng huddled in a corner of the carriage, and slowly sat down with trembling legs.The bumpy carriage swayed towards the county government office.

    Chen San added some shredded tobacco to Chen Xiangkun's pipe, and handed it to him with both hands, "Master, Chen Maosheng doesn't know anything about Jinyi Villa, nor does he know your identity. If you do this today, will you startle the snake and let the governmentsuspicion."

    "What do you think of Wen Yu?" Chen Xiangkun took it to his mouth and took a sip.

    Chen San thought of Chen Xiangkun's attitude towards Wen Yu in the past, and replied cautiously: "I don't dare to comment on myself, I guess I'm a good official."

    Chen Xiangkun exhaled slowly, his angular face was hidden under the smoke, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

    After about a while, he smiled lightly and said, "She looks good and has a good brain."

    Chen San's eyes were full of astonishment, he only knew that the master was a man and a woman, so could it be that he fell in love with the new county magistrate.Chen San kept his mouth shut and dared not speak, he lowered his head and stared at his toes.

    "It doesn't matter how suspicious the government is, what does this person Chen Xiangkun do have anything to do with me?" Chen Xiangkun took a deep breath on his cigarette, and let Chen San get out nonchalantly.

    "So, we can only wait for the Holy Majesty's decree to come down?"

    "of course not."

    The author has something to say:

    Unexpectedly, I actually know everything you think I don’t know.

    ——The so-called monologue from someone Song who had a good time teasing the little junior.

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