Yan Cigui

 The carriage moves slowly.

Lin Yunyan asked softly: "What did you say to the Duke?"

"What can I say?" Lin Yu laughed, "How to deal with the gold bricks? I have a lot of knowledge."

Lin Yunyan already knew that her father wanted to avoid the important and take the easy, so when she got such an answer, she stopped asking further questions.

Lin Yue was very concerned about what she saw in the shop.

"I told you this morning that I want to build a scholar's shop at the end of Laoshi Alley. All students live in the alley, and all the things they need are provided," Lin Yunyan said. "It doesn't mean how much you can earn, but the main thing is Store things and just asked the shopkeeper about some business information."

Lin Yue did not let her worry about this, and suggested: "Since you want to open a shop, you can also ask Chen Gui and let him show you around the famous literary shops in Beijing."

 Lin Yunyan responded.

 The carriage arrived first in front of the Thousand Steps Corridor.

Lin Yuan went to the Yamen to collect the information he wanted.

Of course, Lin Yunyan had no intention of returning to Uncle Chengyi's Mansion. Halfway through the journey, she turned around and went to Taohe Zhai again.

 In the backyard, Xu Jian was not surprised at all when Lin Yunyan left and returned.

 When Lin Yunyan sat down, Xu Jian pushed a cup of hot tea to her.

“My uncle doesn’t want you to worry,” he said. “After all, it belongs to Li Mi. If he doesn’t get to the bottom of it, he won’t be at ease.”

Lin Yunyan sipped her tea, arched her eyebrows, and smiled.

 My father’s temperament has always been like this.

 Same in the past, he checked many things alone. He was worried about her all the time, but he didn't want her to worry about him.

“Father wants to start at Liuguo Hutong?” Lin Yunyan thought for a while and said, “Compared to Li Mi and the waiter who have gone to who knows where, Madam Wang is ready.

 When I asked him about it, he didn’t want to tell me in detail. "

 After saying that, Lin Yunyan put down the tea cup and looked directly at Xu Jian with a pair of bright eyes.

 The meaning is quite clear.

 —Can you find out the situation from him?

 Xu Jian was stared at by her, and her body subconsciously leaned back slowly.

 Stone bench is a stone bench without backrest.

Fortunately, his movements were not large and his body was stable. Even though he was not touching the backrest, he reacted and did not really fall down.

 Xu Jian coughed lightly, sat upright again, and said, "It took a lot of effort to convince my uncle."

Lin Yunyan became curious: "How did you say that?"

"The princess is his daughter, and it is natural for her to enjoy the care and protection of her father," Xu Jian paused and said slowly, "I am not his son, so I can't find the strength to hold the gold bricks with peace of mind."

Lin Yunyan:…

 The truth is correct, even if it comes from Xu Jian's mouth, no matter how plain and straightforward the tone is, it seems strange.

 Perhaps, after all, he was once the son-in-law...

Lin Yunyan pondered.

It would be better if he really was Weng's son-in-law.

 Xu Jian was still as cautious as his son-in-law in discussing matters with Taishan, but his father had no "understanding" and only regarded Xu Jian as a colleague who quietly did business with his family. The atmosphere of the previous conversation may have been a bit strange.

Xu Jian can’t be blamed for this, but it’s not his father’s problem either.

"Children always want to relieve their father's worries," Lin Yunyan said, holding back a smile, "My father didn't want to tell me in detail, so I had no choice but to come and ask the Duke for advice."

 The laughter was really held back, but not completely.

 The smile overflowed from his eyes, clearly saying "I tried my best". Xu Jian clicked his tongue, ignoring Lin Yunyan's lack of sincerity, and focused on the questions they had surrounding Zhu Cheng and Madam Wang.

Lin Yunyan listened and thought at the same time.

 In the past, there was no doubt that Li Yuanfa and the others handed over the gold bricks to Zhu Cheng.

There was no disturbance in Beijing after that. It was not until the 18th year of Yongjia that Xu Jian copied two pieces from An Yibo's mansion.

Are those two pieces from the two boxes?

  Why is there no information related to this in the intervening six years?

Did Zhu Cheng use gold bricks to pave another road?

 Are the sufferings of An Yibo Mansion and Dingbei Hou Mansion the result of Zhu Cheng's plan?

Naturally, Xu Jian would not mention these issues when talking to his father. The main direction of his father's investigation would be on Madam Wang, but if Xu Jian came here, he would also include An Yibo and Dingbei Hou to think about it together. .

After Xu Jian finished speaking, Lin Yunyan asked curiously: "That's all?"

She just talked so much with the shopkeeper in the front shop, how could she only talk so much in the backyard.

Xu Jian glanced at Lin Yunyan.

 The expression in the dark eyes was light, as if there was no emotion.

 Ke Lin Yunyan knew Xu Jian.

When Xu Jian looks at people like this, there may be a few pits hidden behind them. If you don't pay attention, you may easily fall hard.

After a while, Xu Jian said slowly: "I did say something else. My uncle mentioned that the princess was a child..."

Lin Yunyan was stunned.

 It shouldn't be...

How could her father tell Xu Jian about her childhood? He was not familiar with Xu Jian!

Seeing her long eyelashes trembling in surprise, swinging between belief and disbelief, Xu Jian felt relieved.

"Princess, don't worry," Xu Jian said, "Uncle raised his head and stopped talking. After all, at my age, I can't exchange my experience of being a father with him, and I'm not that familiar with the princess. Let him see me." I will share the princess’s childhood anecdotes.”

Lin Yunyan:…

This man is really.

Seeing that my mood was relieved, the words coming out of my mouth were still so strange.

Lin Yunyan considers herself to be a good arranger. Compared with Xu Jian, she is defeated.

Of course, you can lose, but you cannot admit defeat directly.

Lin Yunyan curled her lips and complained: "The bunch of candied haws on a stick is quite sweet, isn't it so sour to the teeth?"

He seemed to be talking softly, but he didn't open the pot and pick up the pot. Xu Jian didn't miss a word.

 He chuckled: "Since it's so sweet, would you like Xuan Su to get you two more skewers?"

Lin Yunyan once had the upper hand, she would give up when she saw fit, and would never advance rashly: "The Duke of the State and I are going around in circles, and they are pulling so much. It seems that he said something that my father never wanted me to know, and you also think it is better not to mention it." "

Even if Xu Jian didn't answer, Lin Yunyan knew that she was right.

"My father has his worries. In his eyes, I am still a little girl who has never suffered much and is pampered by my family and the empress dowager." She sighed softly, looked at Xu Jian and said, "But I am not. I I thought that at least I had a consensus with the Duke on this matter."

 Having said this, it was Xu Jian's turn to hesitate.

He promised Uncle Cheng. Of course, the promise itself was compromised, but more or less, Xu Jian still wanted to keep some credibility.

He really didn’t want to talk to Lin Yunyan about the Dingguo Temple section in detail.

I think she is a small princess. She is very good at using retreat to advance.

Xu Jian thought quickly and found a suitable entry point. When she spoke again, her tone was smooth: "Uncle mentioned your childhood dream..."