The full-level beauty has become the canary of the crown prince

Chapter 224 Spring Water Reflecting Peach Blossoms: An Old Case
Where did He Wangchen want to talk to her, he left without turning his head, the fan in his hand was about to burst into flames, the kindness to her all these years really fed the dog!
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When Xiao Yu returned home, Wen Feng was still waiting for him at the door. Seeing him come back, he hurried up and asked, "Master, are you alright?"

Asked and spat hard: "That girl is so arrogant."

Xiao Yu glanced at him, gave him the peach blossom cake in his hand, and walked into the mansion.

"She is the daughter of the General's Mansion, so be careful what you say."

Hearing the wind, he was shocked: "How could this happen? All the subordinates of the official women in Chang'an City have seen her, but they have never seen her."

"The general's family is very strict, and the female family members don't come out often. You haven't seen anything normal."

"Oh," Wenfeng nodded, and realized that it landed on the peach blossom cake in his hand, "Eh? Master, don't you like sweets? Why did you buy a bag of peach blossom cakes?"

"I didn't buy it." Xiao Yu went back to the room after finishing speaking.

After dinner in the evening, Xiao Yu was sitting in the room preparing to go to bed when he saw the peach blossom cakes on the table. He unwrapped the oiled paper and put them on a small dish. Looking at them, he inexplicably remembered the finger that was stained with oil. The little finger is slightly raised, and the thumb, index finger and middle finger are holding the piece of peach blossom cake.

Shaking his head, why did he think about women?

"Smell the wind."

"Master, what's the matter?" Wen Feng ran in.

Xiao Yu pointed to the peach blossom cake on the table: "Take it out and throw it away."

"Ah?" Wen Feng frowned, and said with some regret: "Young master, don't you want to eat it? The shortbread here is all classic, especially the peach blossom shortbread, which is unique in Chang'an."

Xiao Yu looked at him, as if he thought he was talking too much, "If you tell you to throw it away, you throw it away, why are you talking so much?"

"Yes." Wen Feng took the peach blossom cake and turned around and walked outside the door to lean against the pillar. It was a pity to look at the peach blossom cake, so he took it and ate it himself, almost two bites a piece, it was delicious.

He Wangchen stood on the roof in black clothes, with a black gold belt around his waist, and the big white jade folding fan in his hand formed a stark contrast with him. But disdain.

What is there to look for in a sick child?

So he turned around and left. Anyway, Fu Liansheng didn't come out often, and the two of them couldn't meet each other anymore, so I told her I couldn't find it, and she wouldn't do anything to him anyway.

The next day, He Wangchen drove the carriage to the gate of Fu's mansion, but the servant did not stop him. Fu Liansheng got up early and was sitting in the study practicing calligraphy. When he looked up, he saw him from a distance, put down his pen and ran out.

"How? Did you find it?"

He Wangchen looked into her eyes, shining like stars, he clenched his hands tightly, and the tips of his fingers holding the folding fan turned white.

"I can't find it. I went out for a walk last night and didn't see the person you mentioned." He pretended to be relaxed, laughed, walked to the table and poured a cup of tea and drank it.

"Maybe the young master you met is not from a rich family."

"No!" Fu Liansheng went to sit opposite him and slapped the table: "The people next to him called him young master, I heard."

He Wangchen glanced at her as if he was mentally retarded, and said: "There are a lot of liars like this in Jianghu, who only lie to little girls like you. Look, aren't you just falling for his tricks?"

"Huh? Is there any?"

"No?" He Wangchen hit her on the head with a folding fan: "If you weren't fooled, why would you ask me to find him? Maybe his skin is fake."

"Ah?" Fu Liansheng dragged out the ending, his dark eyes rolled quickly, "You seem to be right."

"When did I say I missed something?" He Wangchen took another sip of tea: "I have been playing with you for so many years, have I ever lied to you?"

Fu Liansheng shook his head, indeed not.

Mingyue at the door lowered her head when she heard this, thinking that you killed and ate the rabbit raised by the lady last month, and said that the rabbit was homesick, so she ran away. Last month, the bird raised by the lady, After finally getting fat, he let him go, saying that he flew by himself, and there are many other things.

You are talking nonsense with your eyes open.

He Wangchen rubbed his teacup, thinking of two years ago.

Two years ago, the servant of the household department and his family were imprisoned for embezzling disaster relief funds. The most taboo in the officialdom is embezzlement and bribery. A man named Shen Yuan, the servant of the household department, was beheaded by Qiuhou, all the men in the mansion were executed, and the female relatives were exiled.

Shen Yuan, who has been unknown since his death, was promoted to be the Minister of the Household Department. He has never made mistakes in the court, but embezzling disaster relief money is not a trivial matter, and 5000 taels of silver is not a small amount.

At that time, this matter was handed over to the prime minister for investigation, and when it was finally found out to be true, the emperor Long Yan was furious and immediately executed him, without giving anyone a chance to refute.

Last month, the evil wind came from nowhere, saying that the case of Xiao Chong, the servant of the household department, was suspicious, and ordered the emperor to investigate thoroughly. Who knew that the emperor did not seem to want to take care of this old case at all, and the people below all treated it as a crime. The emperor doesn't care how they care about it?

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Liansheng raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Why are you in a daze?"

He Wangchen came back to his senses and watched her beat her hand back with a fan: "Don't shake your fat hand in front of me."

"What fat hand, it's obviously pretty." Fu Liansheng hugged the hand that was beaten.

If no one in the Xiao family really died two years ago, then the wind must have blown from there. He Wangchen glanced at her, but said nothing. He has an official now, and if he asks to re-investigate the case, he will definitely Losing an official position and dismissing his rank is a bad deal no matter what.

But if this person is really Xiao Yu, what exactly does he want to do when he returns to Chang'an?
It is impossible to find the murderer. After all, Mr. Lin who tried the case at that time was upright and upright, and he definitely could not do such a thing as favoritism. So what is he trying to do?
"Why are you always in a daze today?" Fu Liansheng propped his head and looked at him.

He Wangchen said, "What do you know? I'm thinking about something."

Fu Liansheng didn't believe it, and smiled: "What's the matter? Don't you think about the little girl from some family?"

Although they have a marriage contract, they agreed that if they meet someone they like in the future, the marriage can be abandoned.

"You think I'm like you?" He Wangchen said angrily, "I miss men all the time, your father is doing a good job, so he should lock you in the house."

"What, why do I think about men every day? Besides, what do you know? I will get tired of seeing your face every day."

Fu Liansheng spoke in a serious manner, but the people who listened turned dark. He Wangchen stood up and said, "What do you mean? I don't get tired of talking to your face. How can you say it?"

Fu Liansheng shivered, and looked like a weak little lotus flower: "Can't you talk well if you have something to say? Look, there is a lady like you who is willing to marry you."

That being said, there are still quite a few boudoir girls who are willing to marry him, and they are the ones who don't even need a dowry gift.

"Can you control it?" He Wangchen walked out, shaking his fan.

(End of this chapter)