Han Changmu opened his eyes, glanced at Jin Yu, and said calmly: "You see how good she is, how about I reward you."
Jin Yu trembled and waved her hands quickly: "Your Majesty, please stop scaring me. Mrs. Liu knows about it and has to beat me to death."
Han Changmu smiled, with the smile still frozen on his face, and said with a serious face: "Let Mrs. Liu keep an eye on her and not allow her to go out, let alone leave the house."
Jin Yu nodded: "I've been keeping an eye on it." Seeing that Han Changmu had no intention of making arrangements, he sighed and began to harp on: "Your Majesty, you can't finish your errands. Your life is yours. You always have to endure it like this." Wait, you have exhausted yourself. The saint will not feel sorry for you. Those criminals may still laugh at you. You haven't married a wife yet. If your body breaks down, you will be unable to do what you want after you marry a wife. "
The first few sentences were good words, but the last few sentences became more and more uncomfortable. Han Changmu patted Jin Yu with a sullen face: "Do you think your master is such a weak person?"
"Who knows? You are almost thirty, and you don't have anyone to take care of you. Who can say for sure whether you can do it or not? Look at the second and third sons, their children can run all over the street." The lower he lowered his head, the harsher he became, and he muttered.
Han Changmu choked and turned pale.
Jin Yu struck while the iron was hot and continued to mutter: "Last time you went to Pingkangfang with great difficulty, but who knew you were on an errand? Then you took Tuoba Fuyun to Jiaofang, but they stayed, but you came back again Well, if you don’t say that you have more than enough ambition but not enough power, what else can you call it?”
Han Changmu was so angry that he was about to burst into flames.
Is it too late to sell the gold and jade now?
He gritted his teeth: "What did you say?"
Jin Yu immediately changed his mind: "You said you brought the girl back in the middle of the night, and you still came here to run errands. Yao Canjun is a girl after all, and your complexion will look bad if you don't get enough sleep. Don't always stay late at night in the future. I’ve been asked to do some errands. I have nothing to do at night. I have to talk about corpses and cases. It’s such a disgrace. Can’t you talk to the girl about poetry and painting?”
Han Changmu was sweating. Yao Yao couldn't even recognize the words. He was afraid of being beaten to death by her when he talked about poetry and painting.
He looked at Jin Yu and said: "Talk about poetry and painting, Jin Yu, is this how you deceived the maid next to the princess?"
Jin Yu smiled and said: "Ms. Liu doesn't understand these things, but she just loves to eat them."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows, that's right, Yao Yao didn't like to talk about poetry and painting, so she also liked to eat.
He smiled and said: "Next time Yao joins the army, let Mr. Liu cook more dishes. It will be more useful than talking about poetry and painting."
Jin Yu's eyes lit up. She closed the book in Han Changmu's hand and pushed him out with a smile: "Then the prince should go back to his room early to settle down and recharge his batteries."
Han Changmu turned around and frowned: "What do you mean?"
Jin Yu said: "It doesn't mean anything. It just means that the prince should take care of himself."
Han Mansion is newly established, and there are no outside guests. The guest rooms are all empty, but they are cleaned every day and incense is burned. There is no unpleasant stale smell.
Yao Yao still lives in the same room as before, while Bao Cheng lives next door.
The room was brightly lit, the stove was warm, and a pot of cinnamon twig water was warming on the fire. The boxwood bathtub behind the screen was full of bath soup. The hot air was thick and there was a faint scent of roses.
Yao Yao took a closer look and saw fresh rose petals floating on the bathing water.
She raised her eyebrows in surprise.
It's so grand, what's going on? The last time I stayed overnight, I wasn't so well prepared.
The alarm bells rang in her heart. To be courteous for nothing was either adultery or theft.
When she was hesitating whether to climb over the wall to live with Li Erniang, there was a sudden knock on the door.
After she asked who it was, she opened a crack and leaned against the door with a half-smile: "Mr. Bao didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came knocking on the girl's door. You are not afraid of being taken away from prison, but I am afraid of being soaked." Where’s the pig cage?”
Bao Cheng snorted: "Don't come here." He shook the wine bottle in his hand: "Take a few sips to find the feeling of going to a nightclub in your previous life?"
Yao Yao smiled, opened the door and let Bao Cheng in, and a stream of Ru Shui Ye Liang also poured in.
Bao Cheng put the wine on the food table, rubbed his hands, looked around, and said with a smile: "This treatment is different. If you say that person has no thoughts about you, you won't believe it."
Yao Yao smiled noncommittally, poured himself a glass, swung the cup and said calmly: "The wine is good."
Bao Cheng also took a swig, with a look of sadness on his face. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been happy. Ever since he inexplicably traveled here, he had been trembling all the time.
He drank another drink and asked in a low voice: "How long have you been here."
Yao Yao concentrated: "It's been fifteen years, oh, no, it's already been the New Year, it's been sixteen years."
Bao Cheng looked at Yao Yao in surprise: "How did you survive for so long?"
Yao Yao's expression darkened a bit, and he asked, "How long have you been here?"
Bao Cheng shook his two fingers: "Two years. After the New Year, it will be three years." He sighed melancholy: "It's too hard. I couldn't survive more than two years. I really don't know what you have done in the past fifteen years." How did you survive it?"
He clasped his fingers and muttered: "In the summer, there is no air conditioning and I am too hot. In the winter, there is no heating. I freeze to death. I don't have mobile phones or computers. I go to bed as soon as it gets dark. Transportation basically relies on walking, communication basically relies on shouting, public security basically relies on dogs, and heating basically relies on dogs." Shit, this is not the life of a human being, it is even worse than that of an animal."
Yao Yao's face darkened when he heard this, and he twitched his mouth. If nothing else, public security basically depends on dogs. So, as a member of the army in Jingzhao Mansion, wouldn't she be on the same level as dogs?
She coughed, reminding Bao Cheng of her identity.
Bao Cheng woke up from his endless self-pity, slapped his forehead heavily, looked back with a smile and added: "Security depends on Jingzhao Mansion."
Yao Yao smiled indifferently: "Where were you from before?"
Bao Cheng said: "Shencheng."
Yao Yao took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "No wonder, coming from a big city, no wonder I can't stand the current life."
Bao Cheng also laughed and asked easily: "What about you?"
Yao Yao was a little disappointed: "Lucheng."
Bao Cheng was overjoyed, patted the food table and said with a smile: "It's very close to Shanghai. You see, we are fellow villagers."
Yao Yao nodded: "Yes, it only takes ten minutes to get there by high-speed rail."
Bao Cheng opened the chatterbox and asked Yao Yao endlessly about some things in her previous life. When he learned that her parents had died in her previous life, his expression became sad and he murmured: "Before I came here, there was a car accident. I want to come here." In my previous life, I was already a dead person. Although my parents still had a son, they must have been sad when I died."
Yao Yao pursed his lips, raised his hand and patted Bao Cheng's shoulder gently, comforting: "But you are still alive. Although we are not allowed to see each other, as long as you live this life well, it will be considered a life in vain."
Bao Cheng sighed: "You've been here for so long and you never thought about leaving?"
"Go? Where? How to go?" Yao Yao raised his eyelids and glanced at Bao Cheng, smiling bitterly: "This is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want. This is a place where you can't leave once you come. I can only do my best to live a better and longer life."
Bao Cheng nodded in despair. The thought and hope he had always hidden in his heart were finally completely extinguished. People who have stayed here for more than ten years have no ability to leave, let alone him.
He felt sad for a moment, but then he comforted himself with a smile: "Actually, it's quite good here, the food is good, the clothes are good, the air is smog-free, and more importantly, you can visit Pingkangfang in an open and honest manner!! "
Yao Yao was speechless.
Oh, man.
Because they had a common topic, Yao Yao and Bao Cheng chatted while drinking, and their laughter spread out the window.
When Mrs. Liu who was passing by outside heard the laughter, she couldn't help but shook her head and nudged Jin Yu with her elbow: "Hey, you are serving me with good wine and good food, but why are you getting close to others? Don't you say that cannibalism is soft-spoken? "
Jin Yu turned her head and looked in the direction of the main room, and stamped her foot unwillingly: "No, I have to tell the prince to go."
"Hey," Madam Liu pulled Jin Yu's sleeve: "The lights in the prince's room have all been turned off."
Jin Yu grinded his molar teeth and said, "That won't work either. I can't sleep, and I have to hold the prince back to sleep."
After saying that, he turned around and left. Not long after, the light in the main room turned on. It stayed on for half a night, and it was not until the sky dimmed that the light went out.
When he woke up the next morning and had the morning meal, Yao Yao saw Han Changmu with two huge dark circles under his eyes. He couldn't help being stunned and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, didn't you sleep last night?"
Without waiting for Han Changmu to speak, Bao Cheng poked Yao Yao with his elbow and lowered his voice: "You are stupid. You can ask such a question. He is obviously overindulging in sexual pleasure, okay? If you ask like this, be careful if he gives you something." Wear small shoes.”
Yao Yao immediately tightened his lips, forming a straight line.
Although Han Changmu didn't hear clearly what Bao Cheng said, looking at Yao Yao's expression, he must have said something bad.
He recalled Jin Yu's feedback last night, and when he saw how Yao Yao and Bao Cheng were talking about everything, he suddenly became extremely anxious. He gouged out Bao Cheng and said calmly, "I'll go find Song Ying later, Mr. Bao." Is there anything I need to prepare for the autopsy?"
Bao Cheng was stunned, pointed to the tip of his nose and said: "Open the coffin and conduct an autopsy, me?"
Han Changmu nodded: "Yes, Mr. Bao said it himself last night. The Qi Sect has a special autopsy technique. You are a member of the Qi Sect, so naturally you are the one to do the autopsy. Is it possible for me to do the autopsy?"
Bao Cheng heard the hostility in Han Changmu's words. He didn't have time to delve into it. He was only focused on opening the coffin and doing the autopsy. He stuttered and said, "No, no, what I said is, invite the master of the sect to do the autopsy."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows slightly and said sarcastically: "It's just an autopsy. For Mr. Bao, a high-ranking disciple of the Qi Sect, it's not a trivial matter. There's no need to alarm Sect Master Yuan." There was something in his words, He looked deeply at Bao Cheng and said, "Master Bao, if you don't want to be eliminated as a supervisor, you'd better let the sect master rest well and don't be alarmed."
