Shen Jue and Xia Houlin returned to the East Factory. Taking a rest today, the East Factory is very deserted. They went straight to the duty room, where Garan's papers had been picked and delivered.
For Shen Jue, there was never any rest. Others can sleep late, hold their daughter-in-law and tease their children at home, and he has to diligently read the official documents and approvals. Si Lijian's ticket can't be taken out of the palace, and Dongchang's secret letter can't be moved casually, so he can only run away from Dongchang and Silijian. he.
Charcoal fire was burned in the duty room, incense was lit, and the sheets were neatly stacked on the desk. Shen Jue and Xia Houlin took their seats separately, burying their heads in the pages. This book that Shen Jue got was the family tree of Jialan, which recorded the abbots of Jialan and the eight divisions in all dynasties. Jialan has been established since the founding of Daqi. In the more than 300 years, there have been 21 abbots from the first generation to the present, and the eight iterations are even faster.
Each biography begins with a portrait, a small biography, and a chronology at the end. The chronology of the killing of the heart ends in the 30th year of Xuanhe, and was killed by the twenty-ninth generation Jialou Luoxiahou Lin. Xingxin's predecessor is Du Xin, who looks like a man, with a clear look between his eyes. It's just that his biography ended abruptly halfway through, and so did the chronology.
Shen Jue turned over the front and found that the records of many people were the same.
Shen Jue raised his head and asked Xiahou Rong, "Why are some people's records not finished?"
"I don't know." Xia Houlu said, "When I was a child, Jialan taught the sage class, but I either dozed off or sneaked to catch the loach, and I never took it seriously."
"Didn't your mother tell you?"
Xia Houlin laughed, "She invited me to catch the loach."
"..." Well, Shen Jue held his forehead, the Xiahou family's ignorance and incompetence are in the same line.
Shen Jue turned forward, the twenty generations of abbots recorded as many as eleven generations who stopped abruptly. Looking at the eight parts of Galan, there are also many blank records. It's just that this genealogy is not very reasonable, and the abbots and each division are recorded separately. If you want to see which eight divisions each abbot has during his reign, you have to look up the chronology for comparison. Shen Jue flipped through it roughly, and some of the abbots and the Eight Parts with blank records were correct, some were not, and he didn't know the reason.
I couldn't think of anything for a while, so I had to think about it later. Shen Jue flipped through Garuda's records and saw the last Xiahou Lin along the way. The picture above is still his previous appearance, holding a black sheathed wave sword in his arms, wearing black linen clothes, and a wicked anger between his eyebrows and eyes, like a lone wolf walking alone in the wilderness. Eyes moved to his biography—
"Xiahou Lin, once known as the unknown ghost, Pei Jingtie, Hengbo, good at puppets, slaughter with silk. Mother Xiahou Pei, the twenty-eighth generation Garuda, No. Ameru, Pei Hengbo. Father kills the heart, the second Eleventh generation abbot, twenty-seventh generation Garuda, Peibu Shenglian. The young is stubborn, rampant in the countryside, committing all evils, and the mountain temple is in trouble. The five children in the village of Hujialan are drowned in the mountain temple wall, who is the competition The most lofty and far-reaching person. Rin wins, was named Jialan Drowned King, all the boys knelt down and did not dare to look at them. After the murderer heard what happened, he chased all the boys, and was not allowed to swim with them. Rin Sui traveled all day long in the forest, where fish and turtles hid, birds and insects hid. Extinct, the mountain temple has not heard the cry for several years."
Shen Jue: "..."
Who would have thought that the nameless ghost who used to dominate the rivers and lakes would compete with the urchins in the same village who peed the highest and furthest, and won a big victory to stand out, and won the title of "Jia Lan Urine King".
Looking up at Xia Houlin, he was still seriously overturning the case. His serious appearance is very good-looking, not like the usual indignity, there is a serious and solemn taste. After all, he was a man who had been tempered in the sea of blood, and when his eyebrows condensed, he was as cold as winter.
Well, I don't have the time to joke now. Shen Jue continued to bury the papers, the snow was rustling outside the window, they didn't know how long they had been turning over, Shen Jue felt tired and stood up and stretched his muscles. Sitting for too long, as soon as he stood up, his head felt a little dizzy, and Xia Houlin supported him behind him.
"Why are you still dizzy?" Xia Houlin touched his forehead, "I don't have a fever."
"Sitting for too long." Shen Jue waved his hand away.
Xia Houlin laughed, "You're too weak, I'll take you around the imperial city for two laps tomorrow."
"Go away." Shen Jue picked up the Galan spectrum again.
Xia Houlin took the galanthus out of his hands, "Take a break," he lifted his chin, "there is a couch there, go and lie down for a while."
"It's okay, let's see for a while."
Xiahou Tong tutted, and suddenly came over, his right hand wrapped around Shen Jue's shoulder, his left hand reached under his knees, and both hands hugged him and hugged him horizontally. Shen Jue turned pale in shock, stared at Xia Houlin, and called him to let him down.
Xiahou Lin was unmoved, put Shen Jue on the couch, lowered his body and took off his boots for him. Shen Jue wanted to get up, but Xiahou Lin hurriedly held him down.
"Xiahou Lin!" Shen Jue shot him a glance, "You want to rebel?"
Xia Houlin stared at him for a while, then sighed, "Master, even if you read all the case papers today, you won't be able to find Jia Lan immediately and avenge Situ."
Shen Jue was stunned for a moment, and the two fell into silence. There was only the sound of snowflakes falling on the Xuan window, and the world was silent. Shen Jue gave up the struggle, his arms loosened, and his body fell heavily back on the couch. He raised his arms and covered his eyes.
"Xiahoulin, I'm so tired." Shen Jue said blindfolded, "The new law is just beginning, and the old party will give me eye drops. On the Dongchang side, I explicitly forbid the sale of officials and vassals. That's all. After all, I can still hold it under my nose. But I am beyond the reach of the frontier. There is a severe drought in Liaodong, and the barbarians are in chaos. I can't defend against the enemy. I just received the battle report the day before yesterday, and the border invaders took the opportunity to occupy the Nanyaozhou Fort, and there is a tendency to go south. The cabinet wants to use troops, I will ask the Ministry of Household for money, and the Minister of the Household will open the treasury to show me, what is it? What silver is left?"
He put down his arms, turned around, and buried his face in the hidden sac, "Adding a Garan, it's really an internal and external trouble right now. Weide killed too many people while he was there, and no one is available. Situ again... " He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Jalan!"
Xiahou Rong felt distressed, yes, Shen Jue carried the title of an eunuch, but did the emperor's work. In such a big country, the main owner is patronizing and playing, and everything is on his head, how can he not be tired? At this moment, he lost his right and left arm again, which was undoubtedly a blow to the head. Xia Houlin touched his sleeve and said, "Am I not a human being? You give me a promotion, and leave the matter of Jialan to me to check. I know Jialan, so it's the most suitable for me."
Shen Jue said no, "I just received a secret report a few days ago, and Jialan issued a wanted order in the underworld to arrest people called Xiahoulin. In less than three months, more than ten Xiahoulin died. Now he is called Xiahoulin. The whole name has been changed. If you are not protected by me, you will also be targeted. It is better to have a low rank and not to attract attention. If you ask your chief to investigate the Galan affairs, wouldn't it send you directly to the tiger's mouth?"
"Then change your name, how easy it is." Xia Houlin smiled, "Your surname is Xie Lin or Shen Lin, you choose one."
Shen Jue looked at him sideways, "Are you really willing to change?"
"It's just a name change, it's a big deal, what's not to like." Xia Houlin didn't care, "It's just convenient to do things."
Shen Jue thought for a while, and said, "Alright, although almost all the cronies who know your identity are in Guangling Temple, Jialan shouldn't be able to find out anything, but be careful, change your name, at least don't invite Jialan. Pay attention and hit them on the head. Xie Rin is stubborn when he reads, so let's go to Shen Rin. You are the best Situ's lacker, and you can take office tomorrow. "
Xia Houlin said yes.
Shen Jue really felt tired, sitting for too long, her muscles and bones were numb, and her shoulders and back were uncomfortable. He turned his back and said dully, "Pinch me."
His clothes were so thick that he couldn't squeeze anything through the thick coat. Fortunately, there were earth dragons and charcoal fires in the house, so it was not cold. Xia Houlin untied his collar and helped him take off the straight robe. He lay on the couch with his face sideways, letting Xiahou pinching and beating.
This is the first time Xia Houlin has touched Shen Jue who is only wearing a middle coat. Shen Jue is also called a trainer, but his health is a bit poor and he is often sick. In fact, the muscles under the clothes are also uniform, but they are not rough or knotted. They are polished like jade, delicate and powerful. The skin touched the fingertips through a thin and thin layer of gauze, which was a pleasure and a torment for Xia Houlin. There was an inextinguishable fire in his heart, and his whole face turned red. Fortunately, Shen Jue closed his eyes and couldn't see.
The shallow breathing sounded, and Shen Jue fell asleep. Xia Houlin stopped and lay down too, looking at his sleeping brows. Eyebrows, eyes, the bridge of the nose, all the way to the rich lips. Is the Feng Shui in the palace particularly good? Only raised such ice muscle jade bones. It seems not, Xia Houlin was so good-looking when he saw him for the first time.
Xia Houlin touched his nose with his fingertips and whispered, "Oh, young master, why are you so attractive."
By noon, there were many trees outside, and the light could not shine in very much, and the whole room was dizzy. Xia Houlin turned up, looked at the beams of the roof, and remembered something. Jialan has a pulling wire, and the assassin was originally strong, but now he has a pulling wire, which is even more powerful.
He remembered Mrs. Situ's weak back in the snowstorm, and also remembered that in the dungeon that day, Situ Jin stretched out his hand to touch the water-like moonlight. Two such good people are finally separated by yin and yang. He was also an assassin, and in his hands he had also ruined countless Situ Jin and Ming Yue. This world is always so strange, the damned people are not dead, the living people can't live.
Situ Jin is just the beginning, the person who ordered Dongchang to track down Jialan is Shen Jue, and Jialan's target must be Shen Jue. Xia Houlin turned his head to look at Shen Jue, they were so close, with just a little movement, Xia Houlin could kiss his lips.
He wants to protect him. Xia Houlin made a decision. He wanted to restart the knife furnace and recast Zhaoye with meteorite iron. Only the peerless killer can fight against the peerless killer.
The retribution from heaven is imposed on me. My young master, my Shen Jue, and my Xie Jinglan, must be well.
"Go away!" A scream broke the silence.
Shen Jue opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Xiahou Lin who was close at hand, the two of them looked at each other.