Beauty has a disease

In the gloomy suburbs of Beijing, Yu Jin and Zhan Shuyun watched Chang Wenyuan ride his horse away.

Both of them serve in the imperial court, so naturally they can't leave the capital casually if they have nothing else to do, and at this juncture, the two of them, especially Zhan Shuyun, are the thorn in the eyes of many people, and if they make a mistake, they will become someone else. The object of verbal criticism.

The morning light is faint, and the rays of light penetrate the clouds and converge into lines to illuminate the earth. The hoarfrost covered in the night has just begun to be baptized, sticking stubbornly to the tops of the withered grass and trees to laugh at the overpowering of the morning light, but they do not know that they will soon be melted away.

"Is it okay if I don't go to the morning court today?"

Zhan Shuyun also imitated Ember's movements to stretch her body, "I'm taking a leave of absence, and it's only a morning morning, no problem."

Ember squinted at the clouds, then turned her gaze back to the city first, "The city gate is open, please have breakfast."

After a stick of incense

"Why are you eating wontons again?"

"Again?" Ember stirred with a wooden spoon, "Have you eaten wonton many times?"

Zhan Shuyun shook his head, "It's not me, I think you like to eat."

"I like it very much." Ember scooped a wonton into the spoon and paused, "But is it so obvious?"

"I saw you eat at least seven times out of ten times, you were eating wontons." Zhan Shuyun said.

Ember: "Is there?"

Zhan Shuyun: "Yes."

Zhan Shu swallowed one, chewed it twice and commented: "Not bad."

But it hasn't reached the point where it's very delicious, and I don't know why Ember likes it so much.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I ate wontons with others. The last time I ate wontons was with my brother at the Lantern Festival." Speaking of this, Ember couldn't help but smile, "Thinking about it, it seems like it happened yesterday, but In fact, a long time has passed, so long that we have to use 'years' as the unit of calculation."

With his stomach half full, Ember's eating speed slowed down, and he had time to chat with Zhan Shuyun, "Wontons are at best a snack, not a delicacy, and it's even harder to be elegant, but compared to those jade plates Delicacy, I prefer wontons."

"Wontons can save lives."

"Food can save lives no matter how high or low it is." Zhan Shuyun said frankly.

Ember nodded, "You're right, but the reality is that when you meet a beggar who is about to die of starvation, many people choose to ignore it, choose to turn a blind eye, while some people are powerless and powerless, and in the end only a small group of people will take practical actions To deliver a bite of food, this bite may be a steamed bun and a piece of cake, or even better, a bowl of porridge and a bowl of wontons. Have you ever seen a beggar taking a beggar to a restaurant for dinner? Have you ever seen a rich man who gave a beggar delicious food? Is Jia Xungui?"

"No." Ember answered for Zhan Shuyun, and after feeding the wonton into her mouth, Ember squinted her eyes contentedly, "I like wonton, that's because it's really good, it's the most delicious thing in the world I've ever eaten. "

Zhan Shuyun paused, and hesitated, "Is it because your hands fell at that time?" He tapped his hands to signal, "I often see your hands trembling."

"Oh, what are you talking about..." Ember resumed her breathing, and she turned her wrist twice, "Indeed, I was hungry for a long time at that time, and I was a little bit hungry, and there were many small problems on my body. My hands are shaking and I can't control it."

Zhan Shuyun didn't know what to think of, and suddenly smiled, "No wonder..."

"No wonder what?"

"No wonder your hands were shaking so hard the day you came to Qin'an. Xu Hong guessed that you were really scared. I guessed that you were pretending. No wonder Xu Hong and I didn't get it right."

The trembling of hands is real, but it's not fear, but uncontrollable hand tremors from being so hungry.

"How can you live without courage?" Ember wiped her mouth after eating the last wonton, "You pay for the wonton, this meal is your treat."

Zhan Shuyun raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say you invited me at the beginning?"

Ember smirked and stood up, "Because I pretended."

Looking at the leaving back of Ember, Zhan Shuyun was stunned for a moment, but after he realized it, he couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head, "What, you hold grudges like that."

Immediately, he dropped a piece of broken silver and followed, "Boss pays the bill, don't look for it anymore!"

"Hey! Go slowly objectively!"

-

"That kid Zhan Xiao didn't come to the morning court today?"

"That's right, godfather, he said he's taking a leave of absence to rest at home."

In the dark room, the windows are closed, the incense burner in the center of the house is floating in clouds of smoke, and the sandalwood is slowly scented, but it can't cover up the smell of medicine that has been lingering for years, with a decaying smell.

Wei Guanlan knelt on the ground facing the couch, and there was a man with gray hair lying flat on the couch. He was lying upright, and the skin of his two folded hands in front of his abdomen was wrinkled like dry old tree bark. The bags under his eyes were heavy, and his eyes were extremely cloudy. The years of closure made his pupils more cloudy, but if you look closely, you can still see the sharpness of the year in his eyes.

"Get up." The man said with a voice like a rooster in old age, and he waved to Wei Guanlan who was on the ground, "Come and help me sit up."

"Godfather, obey." Wei Guanlan lifted him up according to his words, his movements were gentle and appropriate, showing concern and caring everywhere, because of Wei Guanlan's attitude, the man's expression softened, "I have noticed Zhan Xiao's movements ?”

Wei Guanlan handed him a cup of tea, "Go back to godfather, my son sent someone to follow up early in the morning when he got the news, and he hasn't noticed anything special so far."

The man hummed, "Send someone to watch carefully, Zhan Xiao has a lot of thoughts, so don't be careless."

Wei Guanlan should have put aside the teacup that the man had rinsed his mouth with, and brought the porridge over, "Godfather, you are our nine thousand year old, no matter how powerful Zhan Xiao is, he will not be able to pass you by. It's still tender, and I can't find your palm."

The man, who is nine thousand years old, opened his mouth to drink the porridge that Wei Guanlan blew cool and brought to his mouth. Hearing this, he snorted and laughed, "Although I am comfortable with your flattery, I still want to warn you about your godfather. Don't underestimate anyone, Zhan Xiao was able to sit in the position of Shaoqing in Dali Temple at a young age. It's not just about his family background. I asked Liang Siqing to take over two cases. It was just a temporary act. Zhan Xiao turned a blind eye One eye is fine, but if he insists...we have to guard against it."

Wei Guanlan humbly expressed that he was taught, paused and then hesitated and said: "Godfather, my son knows how considerate you are to him, and you are always thinking of him. There is something I don't know whether to say or not."

"It's up to you to decide whether you should say it or not, but since you mentioned it now, you have an idea to say it. If you have an idea, then say it. There is nothing you can't say to your godfather."

"Yes." Wei Guanlan put down his bowl and saluted, "My son thinks it's better not to do that thing when the godfather comes in and is on the cusp of the storm."

Jiuqian squinted his eyes, glanced at Wei Guanlan, his face was heavy and silent, and after a long time, he uttered a few words from his throat, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

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