In fact, Sima Long regretted it very much.

Because he also liked Tang Xiu and wanted to ask her to marry his son. He wanted to test it out first, but he didn't expect that others had already taken action, and Yan Shiyue then said that sentence.

While he was hesitating, someone appointed him as a captain in the Yulin Army.

Even though I don't have a good family background, I'm a captain at a young age. Anyone would say that I'm young and promising.

But the good thing is that Yan Shiyue's mentality probably really changed after getting married, just like what others said. After joining the Ministry of Households, he has been idle and does not look like he is pretending.

It was a rare occasion that Yan Shiyue was around at noon, so Sima Long invited her to a nearby restaurant, saying that they had beef that day.

Yan Shiyue was not very interested in beef, but if she stayed in the Ministry of Revenue at this time, she would definitely welcome another group of people proposing marriage... so she agreed.

Then the three of them on her side, Sima Long, Jia Xuanjing, and Bao Zheng who was specially called, went together.

The restaurant was called Du Yi Wei, not far from the government office. Sima Long booked a private room upstairs. As they walked upstairs, Sima Long said to her, "Prime Minister, the beef in this restaurant is very famous, but it's very rare. It's stewed to be soft, crispy and fragrant, and very tasty..."

Yan Shiyue listened with a smile, and suddenly she felt someone brushing past her. A very faint and somewhat strange smell passed through her nose, like medicine but not medicine.

...

...

Yan Shiyue frowned and looked at the man.

He was a handsome young man who looked a bit like a scholar.

Sima Long quickly looked over and asked tentatively, "Prime Minister?"

He secretly looked at her expression, but her brows were furrowed, which was definitely not a look of lust.

Yan Shiyue was really afraid that he would treat Bao Zheng the same way, so she asked, "Who is that?"

Sima Long said, "I don't know."

Yan Shiyue winked at Jiahe and asked him to send someone to keep an eye on him. At the same time, he said, "Forget it, I recognized the wrong person."

They entered the private room and ordered some dishes, but then Bao Zheng said, "Prime Minister, in my opinion, the man just now should be a young prostitute."

Yan Shiyue was surprised: "Little boy?"

"Yes," Bao Zheng said, "The man was dressed in luxurious but too gorgeous clothes, and his demeanor was frivolous and seductive. His face was covered with powder and rouge, his fingers were stained with nail polish, and he kept giving me and Lord Qu...winks. I think he must be a prostitute."

Yan Shiyue nodded: "Master Bao is very observant."

Bao Zheng cupped his hands to show that he was not worthy of the honor.

They continued to eat. After a while, Jiahe came over to report. Yan Shiyue whispered a few words and went back to the private room. Then he smiled at Bao Zheng and said, "Master Bao guessed right. That man is really a young prostitute."

Sima Long asked, "I wonder why the Prime Minister pays so much attention to this person?"

Yan Shiyue said: "It's because of one thing. I'm not sure and it's not convenient to say."

Sima Long hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "I made a mistake."

Yan Shiyue waved her hand to indicate that everything was fine.

When he returned to the yamen in the afternoon, Jiahe came to report again.

Yan Shiyue asked him to find out what smell this young man had.

Jiahe brought two kinds of perfume, one kind of rouge and one kind of ointment according to what the man said. Yan Shiyue opened them one by one and smelled them, but felt that something was wrong with them.

Sometimes, she herself couldn't explain why she paid special attention to something.

Just like now.

She didn't have a particularly good nose, but she always felt that the smell on him was very strange. He clearly had a strong fragrance, and the smell of medicine should have been covered up long ago, but she could still smell it.

Yan Shiyue opened all of them again, smelled them, and shook his head: "No, no..."

She called the shadow guards and said, "Go check what he used or might have been exposed to. What's the smell? It smells like some kind of herbal odor."

The shadow guard obeyed the order.

Jiahe packed up his things and threw them away.

Not long after he left, someone came quietly and picked up the things he had thrown away.

Soon, these things appeared on Sima Long's desk.

Sima Long looked at them one by one and found that all of them had been used before. Obviously, they belonged to the young waiter who bought them.

Sima Long's voice was low, and he muttered to himself in a mysterious tone:

"This should be the first time she met this person."

"She didn't even look up before they passed each other, and after she saw him, she didn't seem interested in his appearance."

"What she's interested in is the smell of him."

“Yes, it should be the taste.”

"Why would she be interested in the smell of him?"

"What kind of smell could there be on a young prostitute like him that would make her care so much?"

He paced back and forth in the room, then sat down and slowly covered the porcelain jars one by one:

"She threw all of that away, so none of that is true."

"Jia Hezai, you're not going to look for it anymore? So is this nothing serious?"

etc!

No! No!

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the jars, his pupils suddenly shrank!

He stood up quickly, asked someone to prepare the horse, and hurried to the Lin Mansion.

Lin Fujian came back with the letter. As soon as he entered the door, he came forward and quickly told him what happened. Lin Fujian raised his eyebrows.

What kind of smell can a young waiter have?

"Bone loosening medicine." Sima Long had been calm and composed, smiling, but now his voice was trembling: "Master! It's bone loosening medicine! The young man can use bone loosening medicine to loosen his bones! The soldiers in the warehouse... can also use bone loosening medicine to loosen their bones!"

He clenched his fists: "What should I do? Master! Did she discover something?"

"Don't be nervous, you are obviously scaring yourself." Lin Fujian said calmly: "If she found out something, she wouldn't ask people to investigate. Besides, from what you said, she acted on impulse today."

"Master!" Sima Long said anxiously, "But she has always had a strange luck. Maybe it was just a coincidence that she ran into this! She is smart and sharp, and can investigate cases. As long as she catches a clue, I'm afraid the matter will be exposed... This person has always dared to expose the sky and take responsibility for any big thing!"

Lin Fujian also found it difficult: "You have only a short time to go to the Ministry of Revenue."

"But the Prime Minister has a bad temper and will not tolerate any injustice," Sima Long gritted his teeth and said, "I shouldn't have accepted it in the first place! If I had just exposed this mess when I took over, I wouldn't be in such a passive position now!"

Lin Fujian said coldly: "Destroying someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. You didn't acknowledge it at the time, and now you are dead! Do you think you have the confidence of a prime minister?"

Sima Long was speechless and slowly sat back in his chair.

Lin Fujian pondered for a long time, then said: "For now, we can only prepare for the worst." He whispered a few words in his ear.

Sima Long nodded slowly, his expression turned around, and finally bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving me! I'll go right away!"

He walked away quickly.

Lin Fujian looked at his back, frowned, and casually put the teacup back on the table. Absent-mindedly, he put it on the edge of the table. As soon as he let go of the cup, it fell to the ground with a crash, and the water spilled all over the floor.