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    Wen Yu didn't introduce much, and she didn't tell Song Duan about Lin Xiangzhao's past, she just said briefly: "This is Xiaolin, Lin Xiangzhao. She is my old acquaintance, she is my cook now."

    Lin Xiangzhao stood behind Wen Yu and nodded slightly.

    "So this girl is your cook." Song Duan smiled at Lin Xiangzhao, but his smile couldn't be bottomed out. How could the younger brother bring a woman by his side.

    Song Duan had a rare sense of crisis, Yu Xiuyue and Yin Junfu, even though he knew that the relationship between the two was quite close to Wen Yu, he had never been so worried.Men and women are different, he is not sure whether the tenderness in the eyes of the younger brother is what he thinks in his heart.

    Song Duan managed to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, "I thought you might be returning to Beijing soon, and the weather is fine today, so I thought it would be better to clean it in advance, so that you can live directly when you come back."

    Wen Yu bent over and bowed, "I feel so much love, it's indescribable."

    "Little brother is out of touch." Song Duan patted her on the head, his movements were so natural that no one could find a mistake, "Since you call me senior brother, you won't let you call it in vain."

    Song Duan secretly smiled when he saw Wen Yu who hadn't reacted.

    Song Duan pretended to hesitate and asked, "But, is Miss Lin going to live here with you?" Song Duan asked Wen Yu, but she looked at Lin Xiangzhao with deep meaning in her eyes, and she suddenly had a familiar creepinessfeeling.

    "Of course, Xiao Lin is not just my cook, she has long been my family in my heart. Right, sister."

    Wen Yu looked at Lin Xiangzhao with a smile between her brows, which made her blush for a moment, then turned her face away and snorted, and said falteringly, "I don't want to be your sister."

    Wen Yu rubbed her head: "Understood, Chef Lin."

    Song Duan immediately interrupted the interaction between the two as if there was no one else present, and even expressed a hint of apology in his tone. He didn't hide it directly this time, and said directly to Lin Xiangzhao: "Miss Lin, in a hurry today, I will only let people pass by."The room where the little junior brother used to live has been tidied up."

    "You don't need to be sorry." Song Duan is Wen Langjun's senior brother, he has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't know that she will come here with Wen Yu, so naturally there is no need to apologize.

    However, Lin Xiangzhao's almond eyes shrunk slightly, and his eyes moved quietly between Song Duan and Wen Yu.

    She raised her eyes suddenly, and met Song Duan's red and phoenix eyes with a bottomless smile. This, this, no way, her body trembled slightly, and her back felt cold.

    Song Duan narrowed his eyes for a moment, thinking about various plans for Lin Xiangzhao to live outside.

    Unfortunately, Wen Yu acted as if nothing happened, and said directly: "Brother, it's nothing. You've done enough for me, and it's too late to thank you. It's only the end of the day, and it will definitely be sorted out before dark. Brother, today's receptionIt’s not a week. I will definitely thank you when I come to visit another day.”

    Her peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and she was full of smiles.

    Song Duan sighed in his heart, since the junior brother said so, with her stubborn temper, I'm afraid there is no room for negotiation.

    It's just that her eyes are slightly red, and she even has a slightly sick face. Song Duan is a little worried. Is the younger brother sick?

    "Little Lin, let's work."

    "Alright, Mr. Wen."

    Song Duan snatched the heavy object from Wen Yu's hand, "If you are sick, you should have a good rest, let me come."

    But she feels pretty good now, Wen Yu stood there puzzled: "Brother, am I not sick?"

    "Stop being aggressive."

    Lin Xiangzhao curled her lips when she saw it, ah, if she had been stronger, she wouldn't have troubled Mr. Wen.

    After everything was settled properly, it was more than two hours later, the sky was getting dark, and the sun was about to set.

    At the beginning of the year, Yuan Zhan was promoted to Shaoqing of Dali Temple, the fourth rank.

    What's more, Yuan Zhan's biological sister, Yuan Ruoyue, is now the queen, and the Yuan family is the most popular royal family in Capital City.

    Dali Temple official office, Yuan Zhan is about to leave.

    With sword eyebrows and thin lips, even if his face is expressionless, it can be seen that he is in a good mood.

    "Zuo Shaoqing, Yuan Zhan," a chubby middle-aged man chasing him from behind shouted, but unfortunately, the young man's pace was so fast that in the end he really ran out of strength and shouted directly: "Yuan Wenzhen, Didn’t you hear me talking to you?”

    Here we go again, don't see me, a certain official who was about to get off work immediately quickened his pace and left the place of right and wrong.

    "Master Yan, I was thinking about something just now, I wonder if you have anything important to discuss?"

    Yan Duan's words were spitting, "What do you mean, Yuan Wenpin, I can't talk to you because I have nothing important to do? Are you the minister of Dali Temple or me?"

    Yuan Zhan took a few steps back in disgust, "My lord, if you have something to say, don't get excited."

    He is in a good mood today, and someone came to report today that Wen Yu has already entered Beijing, so he will be able to come by his side soon.She was allowed to escape last time, but not this time.

    He has been waiting a long time.Yuan Zhan looked down at the Buddhist beads in his hand, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

    Yan Duan glanced at him sideways, "Is that person reliable for you to recommend? Although he is a Tanhua and has served as a county magistrate, Dali Temple is still different from Liubu after all. When I went to see His Majesty, it was clear that he meant to let thisXiao Tanhua went to the household department, that's the lair of that kid Song Duan, tsk tsk tsk, luckily I snatched him over immediately. Yuan Wenpin, how are you going to thank me."

    "That"

    Yan Duan obviously didn't intend to give Yuan Zhan a chance to speak, "Wen Wei, I remember you got a good piece of warm jade from somewhere, and you also know that your sister is not resistant to cold, otherwise, you can put the thing awayIf you give it to me, you should thank my old brother, how about it?"

    Yuan Wenpin patted his sleeves, lowered his eyes to look at Yan Duan, forget it, for the elder sister's sake."Yes, I will deliver it to your house tomorrow."

    Yan Duan narrowed his eyes with a smile, "However, do you have a grudge against that Wen Yu, and you have to drag people to your side? With your temper, I don't know anyone who can stand you. Tsk tsk tsk, sayTo put it nicely is to work with you, but to put it badly is to suffer.”

    Yuan Zhan glanced at him, turned and left.

    "Wait, Yuan Wenpin, don't leave yet. I have other things to tell you, so follow me into the house first." Yan Duan's expression became serious, and his tone was no longer the same as before.

    Yuan Zhan lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then nodded.

    "Go to my place, your place is too smelly." Yuan Zhan said calmly, turned around and walked back.

    Yan Duan: "brat, be polite, I'm your brother-in-law."

    The sword eyebrows flew into the strands of black hair that fell from the temples, and he held the Buddhist beads in his hands to play with them, but turned a deaf ear to them.

    "The noble concubine is pregnant," Yan Duan said with a dark face, "but the queen empress has nothing to give birth to. If the noble concubine gives birth to a prince, it will be the eldest son of His Majesty. This is not good for us."

    Yuan Zhan stopped holding the hand holding the Buddhist beads, "Where did you get the news from?"

    The official residence, Wen Yu's residence.

    "Junior brother, don't send it off." Song Duan waved with a smile and walked out the door.The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, no wonder Lin Xiangzhao was so confident, his cooking skills were really good, no worse than that of Capital City Restaurant.

    If there are no bad intentions, it would be nice to put her next to the junior brother to take care of her, but it's a pity.Song Duan laughed, but his eyes were as cold as ice.I have to find someone to check her identity, although the younger brother never said it clearly, but ordinary families can't raise a girl with that kind of bearing.

    After Wen Yu returned to Beijing, he first went to visit Lu Youzhi and Wu Ju's mansion, and then met Yu Xiuyue. This guy is now in the Ministry of Rites and has been very busy recently.

    September 10th, Lu Mansion.

    Lu Youzhi handed Wen Yu a small box with a lock on it: "Here, Heng Qi, take it well."

    Wen Yu took it with both hands, but it was just an ordinary dark brown wooden box, and she didn't see what happened when she looked left and right. She frowned strangely, puzzled: "Teacher, this wooden box has a lock but no key., could it be that you let me keep it for you."

    Lu Youzhi stroked his beard and laughed loudly, "No, no, you have come to me every day these few days, and our teachers and students have said everything we can say. But there are some things that I can't say now, what are you waiting for?"When I thought it was time to open it, I took an ax and split the small wooden box open, it can't be kept, it can save your life."

    Lu Youzhi coughed, and stretched out his hand to tell Wen Yu to sit still: "That's the end of the old man."

    Wen Yu looked at him disapprovingly, "Teacher, your body can't tolerate such a waste. The students told me not to drink alcohol years ago, but dare you say that you haven't drunk alcohol recently."

    Lu Youzhi sighed and changed the subject: "Heng Qi, I heard that you brought a little girl with you when you came back this time. It's called Lin, oh, for Lin Xiangzhao, right? I know that girl, she's not County Magistrate Lin.The daughter of the family, I heard that she is married, so why did she follow you? Could it be—”

    Lu Youzhi chuckled twice, obviously teasing, "I said that you have never seen a girl yearning for you when you are so old, so that's the case. Back then when the matchmaker came to ask you for a kiss, you ran away in frightCome to me, tsk tsk, regret it."

    Wen Yu helplessly raised her forehead, as long as the teacher wanted to change the subject, she would always bring up this matter: "Teacher, stop joking."

    "Heng Qi, I don't know when I'll see you get married." Lu Youzhi said this with a smile, with a relaxed tone of teasing, "Okay, let's go, I'm tired."

    Lu Youzhi watched Wen Yu's leaving figure slowly disappear from his sight.He sighed slowly, his dim eyes blinked from time to time, perhaps due to dryness.

    On September 13th, Wen Yu went to Dali Temple to report with the appointment documents.

    After completing a series of handover procedures, an official took her into the official office, "Wen Pingshi, this is where you will work in the future. Your immediate boss is our Dali Temple Zuo Shaoqing. But I have to remind you quietlyFor a moment, this lord has a bad temper, but don't make him angry. I'll take you here, the front room."

    "Thank you."

    The official walked a few steps back and said in a low voice, "Anyway, it's best to be careful when you hear about things. Take care!"

    Is it so scary?Wen Yu couldn't help laughing, alas, by the way, why hasn't this person told himself who the current Dali Temple Zuo Shaoqing is.

    Wen Yu didn't think too much about it anymore, but she still cheered up. When meeting a new boss for the first time, she must leave a good impression.

    It's just that the closer she got, the more she could smell a unique sandalwood.

    So familiar.

    The author has something to say:

    Wen Yu was dumbfounded, isn't the Shaoqing of Dali Temple the original Master Zheng?Her message lagging?

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