Master in charge of the case: Our county magistrate has a black belly

Chapter 99

"Don't go yet, I happen to have something to see you." Lu Yu said.

"About Yun'er." Han Quce sat on the chair and looked at Xiao Han.

"Yun'er, what's wrong with Yun'er?" Xiao Han looked nervous, and Yun'er was the most nervous of him.

"Don't be nervous, Yun'er is fine." Han Quce said with a smile.

"That's good." Xiao Han heaved a sigh of relief. "What's the matter with Yun'er?"

"Wu Zhizhou came just now. He said that his son met Yun'er on his wedding day and wanted to see him again." Lu Yu explained.

"So that's the case, I'm going to tell Yun'er that he should be in the study." Xiao Han nodded.

"Wait, I'll go with you and see how Yun'er's handwriting is doing." Han Quce also stood up from the chair.

"I'll take a look too." Lu Yu followed suit.

Xiao Yun was writing calligraphy brush stroke by stroke in the study, shaking his arms, so tired, the master asked me to practice a hundred big characters every day, that's a lot. Xiao Yun was tired from practicing, lying on the window watching flowers and birds, brother is not here Bored, he went to handle the case again, my brother worked so hard...I miss my brother so much, I'm so hungry, Xiao Yun looked at the rose flowers outside the window for a while, and picked them one by one, until he finished picking a few rose plants, and then went back to practice calligraphy.

"Yun'er." Han Quce opened the door and entered the study, saw Xiao Yun was seriously practicing calligraphy, and smiled, "How are you doing?"

"Master." As soon as Xiao Yun heard someone calling, he looked up and saw that it was Han Quce, "Yun'er has been practicing for a long time."

"You're so good." Han Quce patted Xiao Yun's head.

"Let me see how you are doing?" Lu Yu who came after him also walked to the desk, picked up Xiao Yun's handwriting, Xiao Yun's handwriting looked immature, but still slightly sharp, Lu Yu nodded, "Also Yes, you can become a master after a few more years of practice."

Han Quce smiled and shook his head when he heard Lu Yu's words. Lu Yu is always so unruly. Han Quce picked up Xiao Yun's handwriting, looked at it, and said, "There is still progress, but a little impetuous. If you can calm down , can definitely write better."

Xiao Yun was not half as tall as Han Quce, and could only hug Han Quce's waist. Xiao Yun hugged Han Quce's waist, "I just miss my brother, master, my lord, where is my brother? I haven't seen him coming for a long time."

Lu Yu smiled and said, "Why do you miss your brother so much in just half a day?"

Xiao Yun nodded seriously.

"It's really a child who can't grow up." Lu Yu said with a smile.

"No, I'm a man." Xiao Yun puffed his face.

"Yes, you are a little man." Han Quce squatted down and stood side by side with Xiao Yun, "Your brother is going to bring you soup. Seeing how hard you are working, he will come later."

"Okay, then Yun'er is serious about practicing calligraphy." Xiao Yun obediently returned to the chair to practice calligraphy.

"Okay." Han Quce said softly.

"By the way, Master, do you have anything to do with me?" Yun'er raised her head, "Aren't you usually handling cases?"

"I have something to ask you, I almost forgot." Han Quce remembered Wu Yuan's matter, "Lu Yu, tell him."

"En." Lu Yu nodded. "Let me ask you, do you know Wu Mo?"

Xiao Yun nodded, as if he was a friend he met at the wedding last time, and even said to visit him, but he never went, "I know him, what's wrong with him?"

"He is seriously ill, and his father said that he wants to see you." Lu Yu said in earnest.

(End of this chapter)