Zhao Xiaonian stroked his beard smugly and raised an eyebrow, saying, "That's right. While you guys were away, I often went to Baoxiangfang and Yanyuege and discovered quite a few things!"
Originally, he just wanted to keep an eye on Yan Yuege to prevent her from doing something bad again, but after staying at the door for several days, he actually discovered some strange things.
Jiang Yimian asked curiously, "Oh? What did you discover?"
Zhao Xiaonian glanced at the pedestrians coming and going on the street before lowering his voice and whispering, "I saw a lot of people's carriages parked in front of Yan Yue Pavilion. Several times it was the same carriage. I don't know if it's because the incense pills in the mansion are used up quickly or for some other reason."
He felt there must be something wrong with this. Even if the incense pills were used up quickly, it was impossible to need them every three days.
Moreover, buying incense pills is not a big deal. Does the mistress of the house need to come personally?
He secretly observed several times, but apart from noticing that some people came particularly frequently, he couldn't see anything else unusual.
Jiang Yimian glanced in the direction of Yan Yuege but said nothing.
Speaking of which, when she first saw Yan Yuege, she noticed that many officials' carriages were parked at the gate. At that time, she felt that Yan Yuege was not simple and knew too many wealthy people.
But now that I think about it carefully, it does seem a bit strange.
As he was pondering, Zhao Xiaonian excitedly called out to the person standing not far away, "Brother Cijian, over here, over here."
Lu Cijian and Jiang Qingyuan were talking in front of a restaurant when they heard the noise and looked over at the two of them.
I spotted the person standing next to Zhao Xiaonian at a glance.
The young girl was wearing a black phoenix-tail silk dress today, with large peonies embroidered on the hem, so lifelike that they only made her more beautiful than the flowers.
The clothes were supposed to be elaborate, but on her they looked elegant and refined.
Jiang Yimian glanced at him, but quickly looked away, her expression cold and indifferent, as if she were angry.
Lu Cijian was stunned for a moment, but then found it amusing. He raised the corners of his lips slightly and walked towards the two of them.
"Mianmian, Little New Year."
Zhao Xiaonian stared excitedly at Lu Cijian's dark green official robe, completely forgetting his indignant words from earlier, and asked in surprise, "Brother Cijian, is this your official uniform in the Inspectorate?"
"It looks really good, and that hat of yours looks quite intimidating."
If we're talking about which officials in the capital have the best-looking robes, aside from those of the Imperial Guard, the ones of the Censorate are the best-looking.
He saw it several times in the capital, and each time he was incredibly envious.
Wang San laughed and said, "I'm so envious. What's with your outfit today? You've even put a beard on."
Lu Cijian also looked at Zhao Xiaonian and then noticed his Taoist attire today.
Whether it was because the clothes were too big or because he was too short, he looked like he was being crushed by the clothes. Coupled with the beard on his chin and the wrinkles he deliberately made on his face, he really did look no different from an old man.
If the voice hadn't been so familiar, he wouldn't have recognized him at first glance.
Zhao Xiaonian said smugly, "I am a fortune teller, so naturally I need to dress like this. If I show my face, no one will believe me, and I'll easily get beaten up."
He wouldn't do something so stupid.
Wang Sanzhi burst into laughter.
Jiang Qingyuan smiled and nodded to Jiang Yimian before turning to Lu Cijian and saying, "Lord Lu, I'll head back now. I'll tell General Wei everything you mentioned."
Lu Cijian then replied, "Thank you, Vice General Jiang."
In recent days, he has been busy at the Inspectorate with the batch of weapons transported back from Qingnan, which have not yet been put into public view.
He wanted to take the opportunity to go to the Ordnance Bureau again to check and see if he could find anything else.
This matter is a bit troublesome, and we need Wei Jinghai's help.
Wei Jinghai has been recuperating at home recently due to his injury. He happened to run into Jiang Qingyuan today and brought it up.
So much so that this was the first time he had seen Jiang Yimian since returning to Beijing.
Just as Jiang Qingyuan was about to leave, he heard Jiang Yimian say, "Big brother, Father and Mother said they're holding a welcome banquet for us today. Do you have time to go?"
Jiang Qingyuan paused, about to refuse, but met Jiang Yimian's expectant eyes and subconsciously nodded, "Okay."
Jiang Yimian immediately smiled, "If my parents knew you were going too, they would be so happy."
She could see the excitement her parents felt when they heard that Jiang Qingyuan was still alive. The fact that they hesitated to speak clearly meant they wanted to ask if Jiang Qingyuan could come.
However, because she mentioned that the other party had amnesia, she hesitated for a moment and did not want to disturb Jiang Qingyuan rashly.
Jiang Qingyuan was infected by her smile, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face as well. He nodded and left, his steps lighter than ever before.
Although he had no memory of it, every time he saw Jiang Yimian, he felt a sense of closeness. He hadn't believed her before, but now his heart was wavering.
It wouldn't be bad if he really had a sister like that.
From then on, he had a home in the capital.
Zhao Xiaonian stared blankly for a while before widening her eyes and saying in disbelief, "That's Brother Qingyuan! No wonder I thought he looked like you, Sister Yimian. Why isn't he home?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang San put his arm around his shoulder and led him away, saying, "Come on, come on, I'm in a good mood today, I'll take you to buy some candy."
Zhao Xiaonian was still a little dissatisfied. He was fourteen or fifteen years old, why was he still eating candy? But Wang San insisted on pulling him to the side of the street.
Jiang Yimian glanced at the person in front of her and said, "Let's go out for dinner tonight."
After saying that, he left immediately.
Lu Cijian was taken aback, then smiled helplessly, took a few steps to catch up, and said with a faint smile, "What's wrong? Are you angry that I haven't come to see you for so long?"
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