Han You and others returned to the Han Mansion all the way. Menzi, who was squatting at the door to eat, saw that his young master was back, so he ran back and started yelling.
Han You, who was exhausted and worried, smiled.
He just likes this feeling. Everyone can be happy no matter how happy they are. If not following the rules can make him happy, then it doesn't matter if he doesn't follow the rules.
Rules are just made by people to make themselves happy.
If people who follow the rules are unhappy, then why should they follow the rules that make them unhappy but make others happy? This is mean and servile.
Fu Yuxiang whispered a few words to a group of soldiers. Now is an "extraordinary period". He should directly surround the Han Mansion and catch anyone who sees him sneaking around. He can also stab him to death.
As soon as Han You passed the screen wall, Lao Han came up to him happily.
Dad is like this. Every time he sees Han You, he always grins, happy, satisfied, and happy.
Maybe old fathers all over the world are like this. They miss their son in their hearts. Even though they can visit, they are afraid that it will affect their son's work. Even if the son does nothing serious every day, in the eyes of his father, he will always be extremely busy and diligent. of.
He stepped forward and gave Han Bairen a big hug. Han You felt that his father seemed to be a little stronger.
"Dad, I have some good news for you."
"Dad already knows." Han Bairen laughed and said, "A few people in the Goguryeo mission died, right?"
Han You was speechless: "This is not good news."
Han Bairen was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively: "Could it be that other missionaries also died?"
Han You: "..."
Old Han was overjoyed: "Could it be that they are all dead?"
Han You was completely convinced: "Of course not, it has nothing to do with them."
Han Bairen's face was full of disappointment: "What good news is that?"
"Wushuang is pregnant."
"What?" Han Bairen was surprised and happy: "Seriously."
"Old Master Gong and Mingyue have checked their pulse. It's the happy pulse."
Han Bairen started to rub his hands, his eyes burning: "Boy or girl?"
"I just found out the joy pulse, how can I see it now?"
"Yes, yes, yes, good."
Wang Shan, who just walked out, is convinced. Even if you take the pulse after nine months, you still can't tell whether it's a boy or a girl.
"Go, go, go."
Han Bairen waved his hands repeatedly and asked Wang Shan to prepare some side dishes and drinks. If he wanted to be happy, he would drink more.
When drinking with dad, Hanyou alone can't do it. The friends also have to accompany him, which is something they like to see.
Now that the Han family's treatment has improved, Han You has already greeted the restaurants in Nanshi. He sends someone over every morning to ask what dad wants to eat and when it will be delivered.
Wang Shan didn't even bother to order "takeout", so he directly sent someone to the restaurant to bring the chef over, who cooked and ate it right away, refusing to prepare dishes.
Just as he went to call the waiter, Han You and his father were sitting in the garden making homely preparations.
It can be seen that Han Bairen is really happy. For him, don't think about having more children. I'm sorry for the deceased child's mother. It's okay to have more grandchildren. The more the better, the people will be prosperous and the family will be full of descendants.
Han You said with a smile: "I can't tell if it's a boy or a girl, maybe it's a girl, but the baby likes girls."
"Ducheng, Duchengducheng, our Han family is not a big family, and dad is not a pedantic person who values boys over girls."
Dad said with a smile: "Have you thought of a name? How many names do you think of, Han Po Zhen, Han Liye, what do you think of You'er?"
Han You: "..."
"Youer doesn't think Ming'er is good enough?"
"It's not impossible, it's just...what if I'm a daughter."
"Same, same."
"Too."
Han You shrugged. It's just a name, a code name. It doesn't matter what the name is. It depends on whose child it is. She looks like a flower with a disfigured face. It doesn't matter if she calls her Han Meili. If she is handsome, even if It doesn’t matter if it’s called Han Hebei or Han Zhanying.
At this moment, a soldier came in, saluted Han Bairen and then looked at Han You with some hesitation.
Wang Hai cursed: "You are so damn blind that you can't see that it's the master!"
Lu Baichuan and Jiang Zhui looked at each other and started to roll up their sleeves, while Fu Yuxiang wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Han You was also convinced. The emotional intelligence of this group of miscellaneous soldiers was too low. They treated his father as an outsider?
"That's not what it means to be humble."
The soldiers quickly explained: "Dali Temple sent a message. The Yongzhan Battalion patrolling the city tonight found the body of a Jingwei from the Yongzhan Battalion in the back streets of Nanshi. He was wearing armor, except for the young man. Master Chen of Dali Temple suspected that the missing weapon might be a murder weapon."
"Courage Camp?"
Han Bairen's thick eyebrows raised: "A team of four patrolling the capital, led by eight soldiers, was on night patrol, so why did he die alone in Nanshi? Are the others blind or deaf?"
It was obvious that Han Bairen didn't take it seriously at all. There were so many people in the Eighth Camp of Jingwei, and he couldn't possibly pay attention to everyone. Moreover, this was also a professional habit. He used to be like this when he was the governor of Jingzhao Mansion. If something happened, something would happen. Hey, love it.
"Back to the general, the dead Jingwei told the corps commander before going on patrol that he would be leaving half an hour late. The corps commander didn't think much about it and agreed to meet at the intersection of Nanshi Street. If they didn't see each other for a long time, he decided to go back to the camp. .”
Han You smiled bitterly: "Things are getting more and more strange."
Dad asked: "Youer just went to Honglu Temple?"
"Went, just came back from there."
"You have some clues."
"It doesn't matter." Han You said with great depression: "The chief and deputy envoys of Goguryeo, plus four eagle archers with titles in Goguryeo. At present, it seems that there are at least six assassins and four archers. He shot and killed the Condor Shooter on the eaves and three walls of the courtyard. The Goguryeo sergeant must have been familiar with one of the assassins. The six of them were drinking. When the sergeant saw the assassin, he got up and went to the Moon Gate to greet him. Then he was sneak-attacked and his throat was sealed with a knife. , as for the other deputy envoy, who died at the wine table, he must have been caught off guard and killed."
Han Bairen said dissatisfied: "Did the palace leave this job to You'er?"
"I didn't ask Yidao Guards to investigate. I was asked to go over and have a look. People from Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishments also went."
"As soon as I learned the good news about my grandson, I died in Jingzhong for a few days."
Han Bairen cursed: "What a damn bad luck."
Han You spread his hands and said, "The Yidao Guards probably got involved in this matter. They probably came here for the sake of the child."
"Why do you say that?"
"Poison arrowwood sap was found in the dining room of the courtyard where they lived."
"Poison arrow wood?!"
Han Bairen's pupils shrank sharply: "It seems that he really came here for You'er."
"Yes, check it out sooner, and stop others from criticizing it."
"It's true."
Han Bairen suddenly stroked his beard and said: "I don't know how many archers in the capital can attack and kill the eagle shooter at such a close distance. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky, so there is only one possibility."
Han You didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Dad, you still know how to investigate cases."
"Dad, how do you know this?" Han Bairen said with a smile: "Dad is just guessing and playing, and we just have a casual chat. Then You'er, tell me, is it possible that the four Condor Shooters, no, those The slaughtered Goguryeo envoy knew there were archers on the courtyard walls and eaves."
Han You wanted to have fun, but was embarrassed: "Knowing that an archer is going to shoot me, and then waiting to be shot to death without doing anything, what is this?"
"The vulture shooters didn't know the archers were going to kill them."
Han You was stunned, Wang Hai and Fu Yuxiang looked at each other.
Han Bairen continued to "guess" and muttered to himself: "The fact that the envoy stood up to greet him means that this person has a high status. He can take the life of the envoy in an instant. He is a master. But there is no one in the capital who can make the envoy stand up to greet him. "Many, I heard that it makes you unruly and unruly and deserves a beating."
"Haier also wants to investigate this aspect. He is highly skilled and has a distinguished status. There shouldn't be many in Beijing."
"What You'er said is true, but based on my father's humble opinion, this person... may not be of high status."
Han You was confused: "Why did the Goguryeo envoy get up to greet him if it wasn't because of his distinguished status?"
"We have something important to discuss."
"Then there is no need to ask the envoy to stand up to greet them. You must know that the envoy represents their country."
"Then dad is making some guesses."
Han You smiled bitterly and said, "Stop guessing. Just tell me. Listen, kid."
"Believe it or not, my father randomly sent out an ordinary army. They were dressed like dogs and could even ask the envoys to stand up and greet them."
Han You and Wang Hai looked at each other, but Fu Yuxiang looked normal.
Dad laughed: "Dad, let the army say that he knows the fire... yes, the formula of gunpowder. You'er wonders if the envoys will get up to greet them."
