The smile lines on Lu Youzhi's face made him look more and more kind.He came slowly, Wen Zhen listened attentively.

Fang Chunming has both sides, and he is very popular in the officialdom, especially Yan Duan. It can be said that Fang Chunming was promoted all the way by Yan Duan.Although the two of them do not match each other as masters and apprentices, they are not too different.

In particular, Fang Chunming's mother is Yan Duan's distant relative, and it can be said that they are even more intimate.

Lu Youzhi approached the firewood to keep warm, and glanced at Wen Yu who was in deep thought: "Do you know why you were able to return to Beijing from Yi Xin so quickly?"

Wen Yu frowned and pondered for a moment, "Because I made some political achievements and was known by His Majesty? But this should not be the main reason."

Could it be that the Holy One took into account the experience of the two of them getting along when they were young, so he did this on purpose.However, Wen Yu quickly rejected this idea.

"Teacher, the students don't know, could it be that you contributed to it?"

Lu Youzhi stroked his beard cheerfully, "Old man, I don't do this kind of thing, and I even think that your stay in Yi Xin is a bit short. But it's also lucky, if you come back a few months later, you may have toThere was a war."

Wen Yu keenly caught the last sentence, "Teacher, do you mean that the flames of war at the frontier have spread to Yi Xin? How could it be so fast, the battle report from the front has come back? Is there any news about Yin Junfu?"

"The war situation came back this morning. Don't worry too much. It hasn't affected Yi Xin yet. This is thanks to you clearing up the bandits in Changfeng Mountain. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Back then, a wave of Huns tried to get out of there.Instead, they were all captured by our army."

Wen Yu asked eagerly, "What about Yin Junfu?"

Lu Youzhi thought for a while, "Yin Junfu, you mean Yin Xiaoliang's second son. I heard that he led 30 elite soldiers deep into the hinterland and killed two senior generals of the Huns. However, the situation there is still not good.Well, the Huns seem to be very familiar with my border areas."

"Let's stop here first. What do you think about the topic that the old man just mentioned?"

"Students, think again."

Wen Yu picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.What the teacher just said was about his return to Beijing.And just now she talked about someone secretly contributing, and the teacher didn't deny it, so that's for sure, but who would go to such great lengths to get herself to Capital City.

After drinking, the warmth gradually covered the whole body, Wen Zhen had a flash of inspiration, "Could it be Senior Brother Song Duan."

"It's Song Duan." Lu Youzhi affirmed her words, "However, his kid wanted to take you to his household department at the beginning, who knows that someone robbed you halfway."

"Yan Duan is an old fox. The old man doesn't believe that he doesn't know that it's me standing behind you."

Fang Chunming was a member of Dali Temple Minister, just as she had guessed.

Lu Youzhi didn't say the following, but anyway, the old man is still alive, Yan Duan will definitely not do anything too outrageous.

Lu Youzhi warmed up another pot of wine, looked at the innocent Wen Yu, tsk, and compared to spending time with that kid Song Duan, he would rather Heng Qi go to Dali Temple to practice.

"However, no one thought that Xiao Bochong would die like this," Lu Youzhi sighed, "Heng Qi, there is no right or wrong in this world."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Lu Youzhi couldn't help coughing, and his face instantly turned pale.Wen Yu panicked, she patted Lu Youzhi on the back, "Teacher, are you okay?"

Lu Youzhi shook his hand, signaling her to rest assured.With Wen Yu's support, Lu Youzhi returned to the house and sat down, and the servant quickly brought him the prepared medicinal soup.

Wen Yu watched Lu Youzhi drink it with his own eyes, and then he let out a breath of relief.

"Teacher, is your illness still not cured? Did you lie to me when you said that you would recover soon?" Wen Yu's brows were full of anger and heartache, she looked at Lu Youzhi's paleness without a trace of bloodlips, the teacher's actions flashed back in his mind, no wonder he didn't drink a drop tonight.

Lu Youzhi lay on the bed, blinked his eyes and didn't answer.

"How is your condition? How long has this been going on?"

Lu Youzhi: "That's because you met me. The old man is usually in good health."

Wen Yu glared at him, this is a lie.

Lu Youzhi closed his eyes and fell asleep, and stopped talking.His physical condition is clear to him, and it is enough that he can survive this year, but before he leaves, he has to pave the way for himself, a silly student.

Lu Youzhi became ruthless, she had to get rid of her temper, and she didn't know if he, a silly student, could bear it.

The teacher was old and his body was in this shape again, Wen Yu didn't dare to leave, so he sat on the table outside Lu Youzhi's room and watched for most of the night, and finally fell asleep in the second half of the night.

Ten days later, another bad news suddenly came from the Xiao residence, and Xiao Mengcheng left with a heartbroken heart.

When Wen Yu heard the news, her eyes darkened, and she didn't know what she thought of.

Around the beginning of November, Wen Yu received a reply letter from Yin Junfu.Inside, two whole sheets of rice paper were used to write about Yin Junfu's own recent situation. The handwriting was a bit scribbled, and it seemed that the writing was in a hurry.However, the last sentence of this letter is dignified and neat, completely different from the previous ones.

Seeing a letter is like meeting you, and will return early to see you.

Wen Yu glanced at this sentence, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

Lin Xiangzhao has already chosen the address to open the store, which is on the bustling main road in the North District.Part of the rent has been paid, and she is planning to renovate it recently. She plans to open in the early spring of next year.

So for a month or so, Lin Xiangzhao has been studying new sweets every day, and most of these experimental products are fed to Wen Yu, but Wen Yu just eats and doesn't get fat, which makes Lin Xiangzhao envious.

mid november.

On this day, Wen Yu specially took time out to go to the household registration department and brought back the paperwork of Lin Xiangzhao's female household.

Wen Yu knocked on the door and shouted teasingly: "Master Lin, open the door quickly."

Lin Xiangzhao heard Wen Yu's voice, a little strange that Mr. Wen came back so early today.

At this time, her hands were still full of flour, Lin Xiangzhao hurriedly washed her hands, trotted to the door and opened it, "Why did you come back so early today?"

Wen Yu cleared her throat, shook the household registration in her hand, "your things."

Lin Xiangzhao pouted, what could be her own things, she opened the sealed bag, couldn't help exclaiming, her brows were brimming with joy.She hugged Wen Yu excitedly, buried her head on Wen Yu's shoulder, and smiled silly.

Wen Yu laughed a little and patted her on the shoulder, "Okay, okay, I know you're very excited, let me go."

"Hey, Mr. Wen, do you really not like women?" Lin Xiangzhao whispered into Wen Yu's ear, a little bit of expectation flashed in her reddish eyes.

After Lin Xiangzhao's breath brushed against Wen Yu's ears, her earlobes turned red visibly to the naked eye, and after a while, her entire ears were red with blood.Seeing this, Lin Xiangzhao's pupils widened suddenly. Wen Langjun was so sensitive here, she even wanted to reach out and pinch him.

Wen Yu pushed Lin Xiangzhao away slightly, "The future shopkeeper Lin, no matter what I do, but men and women should not touch hands when they give or receive things, you should stop making such moves."

Lin Xiangzhao was disappointed and sighed, "Okay."

Wen Yu turned around and closed the door, and the figure at the corner disappeared instantly.

That is, the next day, Wen Yu received a letter, but the recipient was not himself, but Lin Xiangzhao.

Wen Yu was a little surprised, but still handed the letter to her.

Just when Wen Yu thought that life would go on in such an ordinary way, Lin Xiangzhao suddenly said that she would go home for a while.

Wen Yu asked her why, and Lin Xiangzhao just told her that he missed his parents after being away from home for so long, and that the Spring Festival would be again in one month, so he wanted to go back now and wait until next spring.return.

But her attitude changed too quickly. Not long ago, she was excitedly planning to open a store.It seemed that something was wrong with Lin Xiangzhao after receiving that letter.

Wen Yu stopped Lin Xiangzhao who was about to go back to the house, "Maybe I'm being rude, but Xiangzhao, can you tell me the content of the letter I passed to you a few days ago?"

Lin Xiangzhao shrugged, her expression was the same as before, "It was a letter from my father, saying that he missed me and asked me to go back. Then I thought about it for the past few days. I have been away from home for so long.I'm going back."

Her attitude was so firm, Wen Yu naturally had no reason to stop her.

It's just that Wen Yu didn't expect that Lin Xiangzhao would not come back in the next spring.

At the beginning of December, Lu Youzhi's health went from bad to worse.

Wen Yu worked step by step at Dali Temple during the day, and when she was on duty, she went to Lu's mansion to take care of Lu Youzhi.

The more Lu Youzhi cooperated, the more flustered Wen Yu became. She looked at Lu Youzhi's thinning face, but there was nothing she could do.

What Wen Yu was busy with was that she didn't have the skills to separate herself, and she wished she could break herself in half.During this period of time, the Lu Mansion almost became her second home.

Lu Youzhi would chat with Wen Yu for a long time each time, about the past, the future, alley peddlers, and noble families.He intentionally released some information to Wen Yu slowly, hoping to subtly change Wen Yu's thinking.

At the end of December, on the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, as the sky was getting late, snowflakes suddenly fell in Capital City. After a while, heavy snow fell one after another, covering the ground white.

It was already dark, but the snow was still falling.

Wen Yu opened the umbrella and left Dali Temple, but after a while, the snow on the umbrella was piled up very thick.

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The law of time, whoosh, whoosh~

In the past two days, thoughts have been a bit chaotic, and have to organize thoughts, and everything is a little bit less.

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