With Lin Huaisheng's temper, he was definitely about to get angry.
He turned his back, took his handkerchief, and said nothing. Layers of black cloaks were placed aside, covering half of his slender back.
How can it last so long? It's just a child's temper.
Jiang Sheyan felt that if Lin Huaisheng continued to rub like this, the corners of Lin Huaisheng's lips should turn red.
"Why is your temper still the same as before?" the man said.
Obviously, this is the past. At that time, Jiang Sheyan was just an unknown official, inherited some of the old friends from his ancestors and Xijing Wangfu, and was appreciated by Xijing Wang, who intended to betroth his daughter Lin Qishu to him.
Mother Jiang, who was far away in Luzhou, was overjoyed when she heard the news, and agreed immediately. The King of Xijing was also heroic and open-minded, and agreed that if Jiang Sheyan had the opportunity, he might as well release it to other places and spend two or three years accumulating political achievements.
With the momentum of the Xijing Palace at that time, Jiang Sheyan would return to Beijing after three years, which would be enough to securely enter the imperial court. the political center of the city.
It's just that the world has changed a lot since then, so I have to talk about it again.
Jiang Sheyan, who has not yet been transferred from Beijing, has a close relationship with the Xijing Palace, and often receives invitations from his prospective father-in-law to visit the Palace. Naturally familiar with the Wangfu family.
At that time, Lin Huaisheng was really just a child, five or six years old, and he heard that he was in poor health, so he continued to take medicinal materials every day, even Lin Qishu sometimes took care of him himself.
As the youngest son, he came to this world and suffered countless illnesses, so he was favored by everyone in the palace.
If he has something that doesn't go his way, he just keeps his mouth shut and ignores people, and he can boil people down until they are subdued.
Jiang Sheyan had seen Lin Huaisheng's temper once or twice, and it was quite annoying.
Maybe it was because Jiang Sheyan was an outsider at that time, or he was a soft-headed person who knew it at a glance. Lin Huaisheng had never lost his temper with him. But when Jiang Sheyan was young, he didn't hate this small temper.
"Before."
Lin Huaisheng followed the man's words and murmured, "Brother-in-law is no different from before."
"It would be great if everything was the same as before..."
He couldn't help feeling sad again.
Not only because of the death of his sister Princess Duanyang, but also because of the loss of a home. Although he had agreed to marry Wen Renyue since he was a child, Jiang Sheyan understood that the feeling of being under the fence was not good for Lin Huaisheng.
Jiang Sheyan's expression was annoyed, and he felt that maybe he shouldn't have mentioned that sentence just now.
Men seldom comfort others, not to mention how fragile and sensitive the creature in front of them is, but before he could speak, Lin Huaisheng completely folded the veil and put it away. He turned his face, his eyes glistened, but there are no tears.
"Thank you Master Jiang, I'm going back."
There was no crying.
After all, he has grown up. After leaving the palace, he didn't just let his temper do everything.
Jiang Sheyan opened the curtain for Lin Huaisheng, and seeing his attendants helping people get off the carriage, he frowned slightly, and promised, "If something happens, send me a message to Dali Temple."
There seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, a glimmer of light flickering before the storm, Jiang Sheyan thought Lin Huaisheng would say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.
Jiang Sheyan was the only one left in the carriage. He still maintained the sitting posture just now, and did not take the initiative to approach the other side.
Outside the car, the attendant asked for instructions: "My lord, where are we going back? The rain is coming."
Jiang Sheyan held the cloak in his arms and carefully folded it. There was still Lin Huaisheng's aura on the cloak, but when Jiang Sheyan folded the cloak neatly, the aura and light fragrance were all gone, leaving only his own.
Jiang Sheyan put the cloak on Lin Huaisheng's seat.
"Go back to Dali Temple."
Lin Huaisheng knocked on the door of Wenren's Mansion, and the porter leaned out. When he saw that it was Lin Huaisheng, he was shocked and rushed to welcome him in.
"When did the girl go out?"
The porter was sweating profusely. If the steward knew this, wouldn't he be skinned?
Lin Huaisheng made a silent gesture to him, and the porter nodded repeatedly.
From the main entrance to Lin Huaisheng's small attic, there is still a long way to go.
Although Wen Renyue, the prime minister, is not extravagant, the size of the mansion is beyond the reach of ordinary courtiers. Lin Huaisheng never understood why Wen Renyue lived in such a big house.
The porter guessed the weather, and quickly said: "My little lady, go and ask the women and maids to bring their cloaks and umbrellas, and boil ginger soup. Miss, you can take a sip or two along the way."
But in the past when Lin Huaisheng was still the little princess in Xijing Palace, he was at the level of so many stars.
Lin Huaisheng pursed his lips, feeling uncomfortable. Although he was raised by a girl since he was a child, he knew in his heart that he was a man, not to mention that in two years he would be the age when an ordinary man should be crowned. Sometimes Lin Huaisheng also wanted to escape this kind of excessive care.
"You know how to call people, so everyone knows about it?"
Lin Huaisheng knew that if he went out, these people would be scolded, so he said that on purpose. While the porter was hesitant, Lin Huaisheng said: "Just give me an umbrella."
The porter was bluffed by Lin Huaisheng , and hurriedly said: "Okay, girl, wait!"
Thunder, heavy rain poured down instantly. Leaving the closed carriage, Lin Huaisheng shrank his shoulders again in the spacious and ventilated corridor.
The concierge ran close with an umbrella in hand. He stood at the bottom of the porch steps and handed Lin Huaisheng another clean umbrella in his arms.
"It's raining heavily, you have to hold an umbrella in the porch!"
Lin Huaisheng nodded, and propped up the oil-paper umbrella as he walked. When he reached the windward place, just as the umbrella was opened, heavy raindrops hit the umbrella. The body can block it, but the hem of the skirt is inevitably wet, so the embroidery thread of the flower-and-bird skirt is heavy, and the bird is pink; .
There were a few gusts of wind that were just too strong. On the surface of the lotus pond, pieces of residual lotus let the rain flutter, the lotus surface swayed, and the lotus stems bent down.
Farther away, the maidservant hung up a lantern in front of the courtyard, and hurriedly hid from the rain with her skirt on her back.
In the huge Wenren Mansion, Lin Huaisheng seems to be alone on the winding waterside promenade.
He was wearing the ribs of the umbrella, but he was staggered by the wind, his slender figure was blocked by the dizzy yellow umbrella, and finally, in the dark rain curtain, it seemed that only a little yellow could be seen, between the red pillars walk through.
In the sound of rain, the world is very quiet, but compared to the dark silence of the last world, Lin Huaisheng feels more comfortable. As he walked, he sorted out everything he encountered today.
He didn't know much about this kind of ancient background before, and the role after entering this dungeon is relatively passive.
Currently, he can only get information from other people; if others refuse to tell him, he will get nothing, just like today What Jiang Sheyan and Wen Renyue said to him.
Lin Huaisheng accepts short-term weakness and passivity, but he doesn't like that the initiative is always in the hands of others. As for how to complete the task of finding the real culprit, Lin Huaisheng believed that Jiang Sheyan was the best breakthrough.
I don't know whether it was 751's goodwill release, or the role of Jiang Sheyan is special. Lin Huaisheng got a clear reminder at the beginning of entering the dungeon: Jiang Sheyan can be trusted.
If Lin Huaisheng could cooperate with Jiang Sheyan, the number of cases of being stabbed in the back during the search for the murderer would be greatly reduced.
In addition, if Li Guan, Wen Renyue, and Jiang Sheyan that Lin Huaisheng met today were all characters in those six cards, then there are still two card characters that have not appeared.
Jiang Sheyan is the presiding judge of this case, following him will have a better chance of finding out the truth of the case.
Now, all that remains is how to persuade Jiang Sheyan to cooperate with him.
During the brief time spent in the carriage, Lin Huaisheng had a general understanding of Jiang Sheyan, or the character of Jiang Sheyan. The other party said one thing, it is unlikely to agree to cooperate with Lin Huaisheng. What's more, there is likely to be a player behind Jiang Sheyan's character.
If all players have at least one of the same quests, does it qualify as a success, or does it only allow one person to win? People cooperate with each other, but they also suspect. Lin Huaisheng didn't want to be so prominent from the beginning, the best way is to perfectly play his current role of "little princess", so that players think that he is also an original part of the dungeon.
While thinking, the small attic will arrive soon.
Lin Huaisheng suppressed the coughing in his throat, he touched his forehead, it was already slightly hot just this way.
The small building in the rain curtain was even quieter, and it was unknown where the maids had gone. Looking from downstairs, but could see a little light from upstairs, Lin Huaisheng put away his umbrella, leaned it against the door, pushed open the door and went upstairs alone.
Upstairs, in the daughter's boudoir, warm light shines through the window in the aisle, and there is a figure standing there, holding chopsticks in his hand, fiddling with something at the table.
Lin Huaisheng, who was drenched in the rain, shivered. He looked at the bright room, hesitated for a moment, then gently pushed the door open and entered.
Wen Renyue changed out of his official uniform during the day, and wore a blue robe with gilded leaf patterns on the cuffs. He picked up chopsticks, cloth and vegetables, and raised his hands. The candlelight on the table added splendor to him. Hearing the voice, he was not surprised to see Lin Huaisheng come back in such a state of embarrassment, and greeted him with a smile.
"Shengsheng, come here."
The little princess flinched, but he and Wen Renyue looked at each other, but was burned by the gaze of the man by the candlelight, his eyes quickly avoided, but his feet seemed to take root.
There was a crisp sound. It was Wen Renyue who put down his chopsticks.
Only then did Lin Huaisheng move to the table step by step, and sat down blankly, staring at the several dishes in front of him. Wen Renyue turned to pick up a small bowl, filled Lin Huaisheng with a bowl of delicious Muscovy duck soup, and placed it lightly in front of Lin Huaisheng.
"Come and taste it."
The dishes were delicious and fragrant, but Lin Huaisheng remained motionless.
Wen Renyue smiled and sighed: "Shengsheng doesn't even want to try my handicraft?"
"I'm still full after eating outside, and my stomach won't be able to hold it now."
Lin Huaisheng shuddered.
Wen Renyue leaned over to help him lift his hair that was wet by the rain. The white earlobes and neck were completely exposed again, and Wen Renyue's fingers stretched from the side of the ear to the socket of the shoulder.
"Go out to meet people?"
Wen Renyue laughed.
"Shengsheng, you don't smell like yourself."
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