"Master Wen, you are back." Chen Maosheng saw Wen Yu at a glance, and immediately rushed towards her.

Wen Yu clearly saw that his face was bruised and purple, "Inspector Chen, what do you want me for?"

Chen Maosheng glanced at Song Duan, a little confused: "May I take a step to speak, my lord?"

Song Duan glanced at the inspector with a cold face, but his eyes instantly warmed up when he looked at Wen Yu: "Then I'll go to rest first, junior brother, remember to come to me after you finish talking. I have something very important to say."

The expression on Wen Yu's face was still stiff, she nodded.

Chen Maosheng dragged Wen Yu aside, and the anxious look on his face couldn't be covered: "Master, you can save the little one."

After finishing speaking, he would kneel down and kowtow to Wen Yu.

"Don't worry," Wen Yu stopped him, "If it's my job, I won't just sit idly by."

Chen Maosheng's eyes dodged for a moment, he gritted his teeth, and finally put aside all scruples, "Chen Xiangkun is going to kill me, my lord, please save me."

"Chen Xiangkun is that squire?" Wen Yu asked back, "What relationship does he have with you, and what grudge does he have, so he must kill you?"

Chen Xiangkun knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "My lord, please don't blame me when I tell you."

Wen Yu raised her chin, motioning for him to speak.

Chen Maosheng took a deep breath and told what happened this morning.

Chen Xiangkun was furious this morning, and found someone to put Chen Maosheng in a sack, beat and kicked him, and told him that if he couldn't find out what happened to Wen Yu today, he would let Chen Maosheng be buried with him.

Trembling, Chen Maosheng continued to kowtow to Wen Yu: "My lord, I didn't intend to spread the news to the Chen family, but there is no other way. If I don't do this, I will die. You have to save me, save me."

Wen Yu: "Stand up first, if you keep knocking down like this, I'm afraid you'll be knocked to death in front of me before Chen Xiangkun comes to trouble you."

Is Chen Xiangkun such a violent person?Wen Yu thought of the only time she saw Chen Xiangkun himself, and if Chen Xiangkun really planned to let Chen Maosheng die, he would give him a chance to let Chen Maosheng live to find him.

Wen Yu looked at Chen Maosheng with a frightened face, and thought for a moment, maybe, there is another possibility, the current Chen Xiangkun is no longer Xie Yuanlin, but himself.

"When was the last time you saw Chen Xiangkun?" Wen Yu sized him up without squinting.

Chen Maosheng rubbed his head vigorously, thinking hard: "Last time, it was the time you ordered me to go to the south of the county to arrest people. That's right, that was the time. I was taken away by the steward named Chen San just after I came back.But this time I didn't see him, obviously he would stand behind Chen Xiangkun a few times before."

"At that time, Chen Xiangkun wanted to break my leg, but later he let me go. My lord, I really know my mistake, and I will definitely change my ways in the future. Please help me."

Chen Xiangkun wept bitterly, but his face with this expression was really hard to see.

Wen Yu stopped him from holding his leg and continued to cry, and took a few steps back in disgust.

Chen Maosheng was downcast, Mr. Wen didn't seem to be willing to play tricks, if she didn't help him, he really wouldn't have a chance of surviving.And let him find an excuse for Wen Yu, preferably something that would make her commit a crime and step down, then wouldn't that just let him die.

Mr. Song is from Beijing, and he is not blind. How could he fail to see Song Duan's protection of Mr. Wen.If the reason is not found at that time, it would be terrible if he was killed first.The imperial envoy is better than Chen Xiangkun.Anyway, it's a dead end anyway, it's better to tell everything now, at least one life is left.

He thought of the cruelty in Chen Xiangkun's eyes, it was not a joke, although his temper had become better in the past six months, but in the early years, he had personally seen a person beaten to death by Chen Xiangkun to make an example of others, anyway, he was in front of Chen XiangkunDon't even dare to let one go.

Wen Yu frowned, Chen San, I'm not here this time.Could it be that Xie Yuanlin has really left, but why did he leave? Wen Yu doesn't believe that Xie Yuanlin is such a simple person. If he really left, it means that his purpose here has been achieved.

But what was even more frightening was that she herself didn't know Xie Yuanlin's purpose, Wen Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and her eyelids trembled unconsciously.

"Do you remember that there is a long scar on Chen Xiangkun's right hand."

"Scar?" Chen Maosheng pondered a few times, "I really didn't pay attention to this."

Wen Yu raised her eyebrows and said meaningfully: "Chen Maosheng, you have to think about it carefully."

"I'm just thinking about it, I'm sure I can come up with it." Chen Maosheng nodded in commitment, his brows were almost knit together.

Right hand, long scar.This is really embarrassing him, and he is not very smart.

Chen Maosheng chewed these two words over and over again, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. Now Chen Xiangkun hit him with an inkstone, and he used his right hand, and there was no scar on his hand.

Chen Maosheng's eyes were shining brightly: "My lord, the little one remembered. He hit the little one with his right hand today, but he doesn't have it."

It seems that she guessed right, the reason why Chen Xiangkun acted so angrily was because he was regarded as an abandoned son.Wen Yu smiled: "Okay, you can stay at the county government. Chen Xiangkun can't kill you for the time being. When we understand this matter, we will talk about how to punish you."

Wen Yu waved his hand to let him go down.

Now she has to tell Song Duan the news. She is too young to be in charge of the royal affairs.

Bang, bang, "Brother, are you there?"

"Two cups of tea." Song Duan said softly, in a voice that only he could hear.

"Senior brother, King Li Xie Yuanlin has left here, and the current Chen Xiangkun is the real Chen Xiangkun." Wen Yu spoke quickly, with an excited ending.

She briefly recounted what happened just now.

Song Duan listened to her and poured her a cup of tea.As expected, the younger brother is like this, only when talking about business matters will he not avoid himself, and his expression will be so relaxed.

"Thank you, brother." Wen Yu picked up the teacup and took a sip, exhaled comfortably, "So I think Chen Xiangkun must have been treated as an abandoned son, and that's why he was so distraught. Now without the support of Xie Yuanlin, the Chen family will definitely not be what it used to beJust as arrogant."

Song Duan said: "If that's the case, I'm afraid King Li's goal has been achieved, so he will be willing to leave."

Wen Yu's eyes brightened, she and Song Duan had exactly the same thoughts: "Brother, I think so too. If so, what is his purpose?"

Wen Yu couldn't help but stood up, and said while walking in the room: "Yi Xin's Jinyi Villa has been completely sealed up, and all persons involved in gambling have been recorded. Regarding the evidence of Chen Xiangkun, Changfengzhai, and Jinyi Villa, weIt has basically been collected. As long as I think about it, the Chen family will be copied soon."

"King Li's goal is not Jinyi Villa, nor Changfeng Village."

"Senior brother, are you right?" Wen Zhen's peach blossom eyes looked straight at Song Duan, but unfortunately there was no affection or love in her eyes, they were all seeking to get to the bottom of the casserole.

The little junior is really sharp, but it's a pity that can't tell her directly about this.Song Duan couldn't help boasting about her in his heart, feeling a sense of pride inexplicably.It's a pity that can't touch her head like before.

"That's true, but it's not your business to worry about."

Wen Yu deflated instantly like a ball that had been punctured by a needle.She knew that even if Song Duan knew, she would not tell herself.But she understood the principle that curiosity killed the cat, and after a while, she adjusted herself.

Song Duan said in a helpless and intimate tone: "You will know in the future."

He is confident that the junior brother will return to Beijing soon.After all, seeing His Majesty's attitude that night, he didn't seem to intend to let Wen Yu stay here for too long.

Song Duan regrets it a little now. He was too excited at the beginning, and shouldn't have confessed to his junior so impulsively. At least he could hug and touch her again.But now, as long as he gets a little closer, the little junior brother will explode.

He didn't want his junior brother to be afraid that he would alienate him because of his feelings.Song Duan's eyes, which had always been bright and clear, suddenly dimmed a little at this moment.

"Heng Qi."

Suddenly being called, Wen Yu subconsciously stood up straight, and blinked in confusion after a moment, "What's wrong?"

Song Duan's bright smile caught her eyes, this was the first time she saw him smiling so happily since he came to Yi Xin.

"You have grown up, senior brother is proud of you." Song Duan's eyes had no distractions, it was a pure elder brother's tone.

Wen Yu heard it and saw it, her eyes became crescents with a smile, "Thank you, brother!"

Three days later, charges against Chen Xiangkun were filed in court. The Chen family was sentenced to ransack their home and all their property was confiscated.Chen Xiangkun and other thirteen people involved were sentenced to death.It's a pity that it was the national treasury that was confiscated, not Yi Xin's warehouse.

Wen Yu casually flipped through what Chen Xiangkun had done over the years, her brows became more and more frowned, not to mention the capital crime, even if the top ten tortures were all punished on him, she felt it was light.

Chen Xiangkun might not have imagined that the fact that he threatened Chen Maosheng for discouragement became the trigger to destroy the Chen family.

The prince chose him and secretly supported him, and the Chen family grew bigger and bigger. At this point, not only Yi Xin, but even half of the Qing Chi Mansion has the right to speak.The prince trusted him, so he entrusted himself with the affairs of Jinyi Villa, but now everything is ruined.all ruined.

Before anyone could catch him, he jumped into a well and hanged himself.

When Cao Juanhe heard the news, she didn't show any expression.But the next day, she went to Chen Xuen's tomb and stayed there for a day.

At the beginning of March, the willows move and the willows shake.The spring breeze blows people's faces and makes people want to get drunk, and the east wind blows willow trees want to fly.

The Changfengshan Canal project was officially launched.The bandits on Changfeng Village were the laborers for this excavation operation.

Yin Junfu kept the agreement with Chen Xuen and did not harm these ordinary thieves. About one hundred and sixty of them survived.Even so, the law cannot be revoked, and the etiquette cannot be lost.These people were sentenced to six months to two years in prison according to the law.

Wen Yu blinked innocently, the free labor was in front of her eyes, it was not for nothing.

March 3rd is the annual Shangsi Festival, but unfortunately this custom is only common in the south. Yi Xin is located in the northernmost part of the country and does not celebrate this festival.

Song Duan still invited Wen Yu to go to the suburbs to enjoy the spring, and gave a reason she couldn't refuse, to investigate the farming situation, and dragged her out of the heavy paperwork.

Song Duan broke off a thin willow from a willow tree and played with it in his hands. It twisted and turned between his slender fingers, making his knuckles distinct, jade-white and clean, and inexplicably more noble.

The two walked in the fields on the outskirts of the county, where the mountain flowers were blooming, the willow branches were blowing, and the breeze was blowing.

"Brother, are you leaving?"

Song Duan inserted this willow branch among the flowers. The red flowers and green willows form an interesting contrast, which is pleasing to the eye and beautifully decorated.He clapped his hands, and the corners of his mouth curled into a beautiful arc: "I'm leaving, I've stayed here too long, and His Majesty urged me to return to Beijing."

That's right, senior brother used to go back and forth between Beijing and Central China for three months, but this time it will take him four full months, which is indeed a bit longer.

This parting, don't know when we will see each other next time, Wen Yu is a little sad.

Song Duan stood under the willow tree, his eyes were as tender as water, looking at her with hot and honest eyes, as clear as a lake, "Break the willows to bid farewell to express the separation, and we will return together in the future, and we will go with you."

For a moment, Wen Yu couldn't tell whether it was a message from his brother or other affection.

"Little brother, although the locust plague has not yet arrived, we must guard against it. If the locusts come again in early summer, Yi Xin may not be able to bear it."

More than a hundred years ago, when the owner of this dynasty was not named Xie, there was a plague of locusts that swept across the country. Swarms of locusts swept across the crop fields, and the rice and wheat that the farmers had worked so hard to plant suddenly failed.Disasters swarmed in from all over the country, disturbing the restlessness of the court and pheasants.

However, the former emperor believed in religion. Not only did he not choose to actively organize self-rescue against the locust disaster, but he built a temple, set up an altar, and prayed for God to bless the locust plague.

What is good at the top will be worse at the bottom.

It didn't take long before "good news" gradually spread from all over the country. Some local officials also vividly described the scenes of locusts dying on their own in the memorials written by some local officials, and some places vowed that the locusts only eat grass and leaves.crops.

But this illusion was quickly broken, and a large group of locusts flew to the palace, and the darkness was like a dark cloud.The former emperor was terrified to see this scene, and his belief for many years collapsed.From then on, he couldn't get sick and died of a sudden illness.

The Qi Dynasty was established after that.

Three days later, Song Duan left Yi Xin for Capital City.

The next day, the east is about to dawn, and the clouds are steaming.

Wen Yu stood in the field, and in front of him was an endless wheat field, which was lush and green.But at this moment, she has no time to appreciate it, and she feels a little uneasy in her heart. Last year, the locusts passed through the border, and the crops were not harvested. Will there be such a famine this year?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help shivering.What what the senior brother said is true, since she is not sure whether there will be another locust plague this year, she must make adequate preparations before that.

Wen Yu stretched out his hand to untie the horse's rein from the tree, turned on the horse, shook the rein vigorously with both arms, pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and one person and one horse galloped along the way they came.

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In fact, Wen Xiaozhen here is obviously still immature, and she can't compare with Song Duan, a vixen who has been immersed in the officialdom for so many years.But compared to Yi Xin's reckless and reckless appearance at the beginning, it has really improved a lot.

Send out the old mother's emotion!