Great joy and great sorrow are the most hurtful to the spirit and even more so to the body.
Wu Mingyue couldn't stop crying at all.
In front of everyone, Han You hugged Wu Mingyue upstairs.
Wu Mingyue was so embarrassed that she just stopped crying when she suddenly remembered that Han You's right arm was injured when he hugged him, but she still walked up the steps with difficulty and cried again.
This small touch can make Wu Mingyue burst into tears. You can imagine what kind of torture he endured on a daily basis. In many cases, psychological torture is more painful than physical torture.
After putting Wu Mingyue on the bed, Han You touched his nose and said: "This will be your home from now on. If you don't like it, you can choose a small courtyard. Logically speaking, I should cultivate a relationship with you. Trust me. , I really want to, but now I have to plan something, something about you, about me, about us."
Wu Mingyue was as quiet as a well-behaved kitten, and said softly: "Then go and wait for you."
"You don't have to wait for me all the time. If something happens, just shout and countless people will come out to protect you."
Han You walked downstairs with infinite nostalgia.
After leaving the door, Han You did not take everyone to continue the discussion elsewhere.
After sitting down, Han You pinched his eyebrows, and Beimen Yuyong asked impatiently: "What happened?"
They were all trustworthy people, including Jiang Zhui. Han You told the situation without any concealment, including his knowledge of Shentu and his son and what happened to Wu Mingyue.
Lu Baichuan was the first to express his stance. He slapped Jiang Zhui on the head and yelled viciously: "In order to treat his son's illness, he was forced to marry his good-for-nothing son, and he thought he was the top official in the world. It turned out that he was Such a despicable person!”
Jiang Zhui rubbed his forehead and felt quite angry: "No wonder junior brother said that the higher the position, the more hypocritical and pretentious he is. Let's mess with him."
As a new member, Fu Yuxiang scratched his chin: "I will tell you, let me sneak into the night with the wind, the moon is dark and the wind is high, kill everyone in the house, destroy the corpses with a fire, and it will be over."
Beimen Yuyong was startled. He didn't expect this guy to be more radical than him: "Are you crazy?"
"Fat boy, do you know who your aunt is?"
Fu Yuxiang smiled sinisterly and said: "Not to mention that she is my young lady of the Han family, just saying that when she was a child, she traveled across the mountains and ridges to Zhechong Mansion to diagnose diseases for her brothers, I would risk my life to assassinate her. Zaisu."
Wang Hai closed the Book of Documents, frowned and said, "Young Master has great ambitions, and his future cannot be ruined by a skeleton soldier walking in a grave."
Everyone couldn't help but nodded, yes, if this method is really used, it will inevitably be suspected, and the court will definitely not be able to survive.
"Not urgent."
After being away for many days, Han You finally returned to the caution and calmness he had when he first debuted.
Knocking lightly on the stone table, Han You thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Prepare a generous gift first. I will go to Shentu Mansion to test it out in person."
"Ayong, sit down at the villa and think about it. Are there any omissions or clues about what I have done recently? If so, deal with it immediately. Don't let the Shentu family use it to criticize me."
"Dachuan'er, go to the Government Office of the Ministry of Household Affairs and ask Mr. Situ Yu, the left servant, and tell him that within three years, during the tax season in the Ministry of Household Affairs, Yidao Wei is willing to help them check their taxes unconditionally. The premise is that I, Han You, must Stay alive."
"Go to Zhu Shang and ask Zhu Shang to ask Ma Rulong and tell him that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Shen Tu Gang is very likely to become my enemy. What should I do? What should I know and use? What can he do? How can you help me?"
"Go look for Yuqi again and ask her to find the old madams who are familiar with each other in Beijing. There is news that Shen Tu Ming, the son of Shen Tu Gang, is physically disabled and mentally disabled. He likes to abuse women and forcibly married Shen Tu Gang to Wu Mingyue. Word spreads."
"Go back to the city to find Wang Shan and ask him to spread the news in the market. Shen Tuming was chasing Wu Mingyue in the street and wanted to kill him. After being rescued by my father, he took her as his daughter-in-law on the spot. In fact, he did not want to marry me as a concubine. , because only in this way can Wu Mingyue be preserved, it is an expedient measure."
"Dachuan'er, you are busy with your affairs. It should be dark now. You are going to the Huang Mansion to find Mr. Huang, the left minister of the Ministry of War. No need to ask, just tell him what happened today exactly. Then you tell him, this It’s my dad’s fault.”
"And Ayong, if nothing else happens, the Shentu Mansion will definitely come to you and ask about me. You should be treated as my spy. You know what to do."
Having said this, Han You took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Zhui.
"If Shentu Gang dares to play dirty tricks, don't blame me for being ruthless. Jiang Zhui, you go to the Shentu family and keep an eye on it. Take a painter with you and draw a random picture of the appearance of the butler or manager of the Shentu family. After you draw it, Send it to the residence of Mr. Zhou, Minister of Industry, give the portrait to him, and ask him if he has any impressions. He said that one of the assassins escaped that day, and that the person injured by him was this person."
Looking at everyone, Han You nodded: "Let's all go and do our own thing."
Everyone responded, and except for Beimen Yuyong, who was supposed to stay in the villa and take charge, everyone else left.
After Wang Hai also left, Beimen Yuyong stood up and saluted Han You, his eyes already moist.
"Beimen Yuyong, thank you Shaoyin. It is difficult to repay a great kindness, so you must repay it. Beimen Yuyong is willing to follow the leader in this life and never regret it in life or death."
Han You rolled his eyes.
Okay, I am not at a disadvantage either. Let me tell you, your aunt is so damn exciting!
Sighing, Han You rubbed his aching right shoulder: "No, let's stick to the old rules. Talk to the emperor first. After I've gone to the emperor's place, I'll go to Shentu Gang's old coffin to have a look."
Beimen Yuyong laughed dumbly.
He really admired Han You from the bottom of his heart. Whenever Han You got into trouble, the first thing he thought of was the emperor. It seemed like he was taking the initiative to admit his mistake, but in fact it was almost like taking the blame. The eldest son of the Han family was the only one in the entire court.
People come to the palace specially to announce good news, but Han You is better off. When he comes back, he only reports mourning. Most of the time, he is too lazy to go. He just asks Lu Baichuan to inform him, "Old man, I got into trouble. Let me tell you and you can take care of it." …
Looking at Han You who didn't seem very worried, Beimen Yuyong said in a strange way: "Are you doing this for my sake?"
"No, because your aunt is too beautiful."
"I don't believe it. Even if my aunt has unparalleled beauty, she won't let a court official offend the prime minister."
Han You curled his lips: "Who knows, maybe it's because of you."
"because I?"
"I said before, Wu Mingyue is your aunt, and you are my accomplice, no, companion, then Wu Mingyue is also my companion and relatives, protecting companions and relatives, isn't it difficult to understand?"
Han You pointed at himself with his thumb: "This commander is so loyal and courageous!"
"Your method of winning people's hearts."
Beimen Yuyong imitated Han You and curled his lips: "It's terrible."
Han You laughed loudly and prepared to leave the village and enter the palace to report the funeral to the emperor.
After Young Master Han left, Beimen Yuyong smiled, silly.
The little fat man suddenly felt that in the entire Zhou Dynasty, no one seemed more suitable to be his uncle than Han You, and this most suitable person was also the only one willing to be his uncle. Isn't this a kind of luck? For him, To my aunt.
"Thank you, uncle."
Facing the closed courtyard gate, Beimen Yuyong straightened his clothes and gave a big gift.
