"Check me?" Zhou Shuan said.
The four eyes met, Shen Yan's charming and sultry eyes gave full play to the absolute advantage, only slightly raised the eyebrows, the man's eyes darkened a bit.
Shen Yan frowned and complained, "I spent two hundred pieces to buy the news of Lord Zhou, but I only bought eight characters, the character Rong Kyung, from Jiaxing, Suzhou."
"It's really expensive." Zhou Shuan's voice was neither high nor low.
Shen Yan nodded in agreement, "Xu is that the spy also felt uneasy in his conscience. When he left, he gave me a landscape painting of Suzhou. There was a poem at the bottom of the painting. It was very well written."
Zhou Shuan looked at her and said, "What did you write?"
"See you when you come to Gusu, and everyone is leaning on the river. There is little free space in the ancient palace, and there are many small bridges in the water port."
Zhou Shuan watched her small mouth open one by one, reciting the scenery of Suzhou, and the lines of her jaw gradually tightened.
Shen Hao paused, and said softly, "Master Zhou's hometown, is this what it looks like?"
The man chuckled softly.
In the next instant, Shen Yan's waist was shackled by a pair of powerful arms, and her breath was taken away.
Four years of husband and wife, Li Di's kisses have always been gentle and slightly flattering, but Zhou Shuan's is not. This hot, dangerous, and suffocating kiss made her heart plummet and her throat tightened.
She could even feel his palm on her waist, shaking slightly. Shen Jiao guessed that this was probably a man's nature and instinct to plunder his prey.
Just don't know, she is the first few.
The Dali Siqing, whose hands and eyes are open to the sky, does not know how many people he holds. If he wants to play these tricks, who can know
Behind them is a wall.
From Zhou Shuan's point of view, Shen Yan had long legs and a tall body. As long as her waist was lifted slightly, some things could be done. He was already in his thirties, and he wouldn't even be in his early twenties who couldn't understand it. He knew very well that as long as he wanted it today, she wouldn't refuse it.
Thinking of this, a fire suddenly burned from his throat to his legs, hard and hot, his delusional thoughts, his inaccessibility, were in his arms at this moment.
between his thoughts.
The corner of Zhou Shuan's mouth evoked a smile that was struggling with instinct, he suddenly let go and straightened up.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Shen Yan looked at him, breathing lightly, her chest rising and falling.
After a long pause, she took out two pieces of paper from her sleeves and whispered, "This is part of the account book for the excavation of the Tongji Canal. I wrote it down." Among them, one is the silver tael allocated by the Ministry of Officials. One is evidence that Li Dizhong is full of his own pockets.
Although these are not hard evidence, but if you follow the investigation, you will find something.
Zhou Shuan leaned over again and whispered to her: "Don't pant, I didn't hear you clearly, repeat it again."
This ambiguous posture of crossing the neck is obviously teasing.
Shen Hao gritted his teeth, followed his meaning, and repeated word by word.
The man gave a "um", then put the paper in his arms and said, "I heard it clearly this time."
Zhou Shuan raised his hand and pinned a strand of her hair behind her ear, and said, "Is it difficult to do what you promised me?"
She promised him three things in total, not to enter Taoism, not to let Li Di touch her, and one of her personal affairs with him.
This and the three are like mirrors in his heart, and the second thing he wants to ask is nothing more than the second one.
"Fucked away."
Her implication is: since it is a fluke, no one can guarantee that there will be a next time.
They stepped out of the Dali Temple and Prison one after another, and the dazzling sunlight shone on the two of them. When she turned to leave, Zhou Shuan grabbed her wrist and whispered, "If he bullies you..."
Shen Hao looked back at him, withdrew her hand, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it too hard for Master Zhou to have two jobs, and other people's family affairs have to be interfered with?"
After all, she got on the carriage without looking back.
All the expressions of emotions between men and women are formed in the temptation again and again. He takes a step back, and she takes a step forward.
He looked at her golden skirt, his eyes half-squinted.
On purpose, yes.
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Jingzhao House.
Lu Yan took over as the Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture, and Shao Yin's position was naturally vacated. The Jingzhao Mansion is not part of the Six Divisions, and there are saints directly under the jurisdiction, so naturally anyone can be placed in it.
The Crown Prince knew each other and knew that institutions like Jingzhao Mansion and Dali Temple could not be moved, so he avoided recommending talented people early on. The Xu family tried to reach out, but eventually retreated.
It was at the time of distress that Sui Yu, the minister of the household, recommended a person to Lu Yan—Meng Wei.
Meng Wei is the youngest son of his predecessor, Meng Haoyi, a farmer. He was only nineteen years old and known as a young genius. Three years ago, he was named the eighth-rank county magistrate because of the shadow of his ancestors. I heard he is very capable. Not only can he perform an autopsy, he knows medical skills, he can run fast, but he can also silently recite the laws of Jin.
It is said that with such talent, he should have made a name for himself in Beijing. However, the Meng family did not return to the past.
Of course, it is not incomprehensible that Meng Wei was suppressed. The magistrate on the side was sweating as he read the law for the verdict, but Meng Wei could immediately recite the original text. Who can rest comfortably
Meng Wei's skills just set off the incompetence of others.
If you lift him up, wouldn't you just stretch your shoulders under his feet
When Lu Yan heard that there was such a person, he nodded immediately.
After entering the palace, Meng Wei was transferred to Jingzhao Mansion. It's just that Meng Wei is still young and has never participated in the imperial examinations, so he can't convince the public, and naturally he can't be directly awarded the fourth grade, so the word "temporary generation" is added after the Shaoyin of Jingzhao Palace.
But even if it is a temporary generation, no one else can ask for it.
Lu Yan was sitting in the signing room, looking down at the dossier, Sun Zu asked for a cough, "Master Lu, Meng Wei is here."
Lu Yan raised his chin and said, "Call him in."
Meng Weisheng is very clean, his forehead is high, his eyes are green, his steps are light, and his writing posture is not bad, and he can see that this is a young man with rules all over his body.
"Come here." Lu Yan said.
Meng Wei walked over and whispered, "Meng Wei has seen Lord Lu!"
When he looked up, Meng Wei's eyes flashed. Speaking of which, this young man's admiration for Lu Jingzhao is like a river of water, and it goes on and on.
From Meng Wei's point of view, if there were no Lord Lu in Chang'an, there would still be a bright and sunny July in the seventeenth year of Yuanqing.
Lu Yan looked at him and said, "I heard that you can perform autopsy? Do you still know medical skills?"
Meng Wei said: "My subordinates only understand a little, but they are not proficient."
Lu Yan nodded, "Jingzhao Mansion has a lot of business and can't give you too much time to adapt. Today, you are on leave, and there are two corpses in the backyard. Would you like to go and see?"
"Return to your lord! This is the responsibility of the subordinates!"
Meng Wei recalled that when he was in the local county government, the magistrate ordered him to conduct an autopsy and dig his grave, but he never asked him if he wanted to.
On the contrary, it was a document file, and he didn't even have a chance to touch it.
Sun Xu smiled and said, "What are you still doing, just follow the Yali."
Meng Wei just turned around, and Lu Yan said again, "Wait a minute."
"What's your order?"
Lu Yan used the wolf to point the case file, "This stack is yours. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Master Sun, or ask Si Lu to join the army."
Meng Wei looked at the stack of documents.
There were files and paper in it, and for a moment, the tip of his nose was sore, and he almost didn't cry. The blood in his mouth suddenly became hot, and he finally came to the place where his heart wanted.
Lu Yan frowned slightly, and he couldn't see it, so he waved at him, "Go."
Meng Wei held the case file in his hand and said loudly, "Meng Wei will never forget the kindness of Lord Lu and Lord Sun for their support."
Lord Sun nodded again and again, "Mr. Xiao Meng, you are serious. It is not me who will help you, but our Lu Jingzhao. Since you have entered Jingzhao Mansion, you will get along like family in the future, so you don't have to be so restrained."
Seeing this scene and hearing these words, if Meng Wei was not a man, he would definitely cry here.
After Meng Wei left, Lu Yan leaned back, his brows stretched, and a smile could not help pouring into his two-way eyes.
This Meng Wei, he is very satisfied, this is almost as foolish as Shen Zhen.
Can you be dissatisfied
Meng Wei is young and promising, full of ambition, no matter how much dirty work he does, he can't cry out.
It seems that the files in front of them are full of trust from the superiors, and they are a contribution to the great Jin Dynasty.
It is true that everyone comes here.
With such a subordinate in the yamen, Lord Lu can at least take two more cups of tea.
Sun Xu pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Is Mr. Lu being too ruthless? Those case files, plus two corpses, according to the temperament of Mr. Meng, can you still fall asleep today?"
Lu Yan retorted, "Didn't Master Sun just say that he wants to get along with his family? Why don't you help me?"
Sun Xu touched his nose and said, "I'm also testing his abilities. Hearing is false, but seeing is believing."
Lu Yan gave him a "me too" look, and immediately took out less than half of the case file and handed it to Sun Xu, "This is something the local county government can't handle."
Sun Xu is not Meng Wei's stunned young man. He knows how many cases the Jingzhao Mansion will handle in a day.
These in his hands, plus those in Meng Wei's hands...
Master Lu, this is... give him the rest!
After a while, Lu Shenjun went out and returned to the yamen, just in time to catch up with Lu Yan and hurried away, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighed: "Master Sun, can't Master Lu rest?"
Sun Xu raised the corners of his lips without smiling, patted Lu Canjun's back vigorously, and said, "Alright, we Lu Jingzhao are worth it."
Lu Canjun suddenly realized and nodded, "Master Lu finally knows to rest."
Hearing this, Sun Xu was speechless.
Shake your head, shake your head again...