Chapter 909 Tan Luan Blocks the Arrow
As for Wen Shoucai, it was already an hour later when he returned from Emperor Kangxi's place.
Emperor Kangxi seemed particularly curious about Jiuer's childhood. Wen Shoucai had been a servant for more than 30 years and had some insight, so he picked up some interesting stories about Wen Jiuer's childhood and told them to Emperor Kangxi.
This actually made Emperor Kangxi laugh so hard that even Dabao and the others gathered around and listened with great interest. This banquet hosted by Emperor Kangxi ended perfectly.
It was two hours later when Wen Shoucai came out of the Qianqing Palace.
Seeing that the Construction Company was right in front of him, Wen Shoucai pushed open the red-painted door of the Construction Company, which had faded due to the sun, with a creaky sound. After stepping in, he felt his legs go weak and he sat down on the ground.
“Huh~”
Wen Shoucai leaned against the gate, feeling relieved. The gate had been in disrepair for so long that some parts had rusted, and it creaked unpleasantly. But Wen Shoucai, at this moment, felt a deep sense of familiarity.
"Lord Wen is back?" Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Wen Shoucai opened his eyes and saw the magnified face of the head of the Ministry of Punishment. He was so scared that he jumped up from the ground.
"Lao Ma! You, you, you...why are you here?"
"What? Your Construction Department doesn't allow people to enter?"
Wen Shoucai frowned, but before he could come to his senses, he saw that old Ma had straddled his arm and said, "Old Wen, we've been friends for so many years, don't you have to tell me the truth?"
Wen Shoucai: “…”
What kind of relationship is this? How come he doesn't know?
The head of the Ministry of Punishment didn't wait for Wen Shoucai to speak, but leaned in and asked, "Let me ask you, do you have any secrets to raising a daughter? Tell me."
For some reason, looking at the smiling face of the head of the Shenxing Division in front of him, Wen Shoucai suddenly thought of Emperor Kangxi today. He always felt that the two of them were very similar. What was going on?
Thinking of this, he slapped himself. Who was the emperor? How could he look so much like Old Ma? He must have been frightened and his brain wasn't working properly.
He immediately said, "We don't live far away. Don't you know how I raise my daughter? Besides, I've only raised my daughter for a few days."
Old Ma was stunned: "Well, you make sense." He turned around and looked at Wen Shoucai curiously. "The emperor summoned me today? What's the reason?"
"Old Wen! You're finally back!"
Before Wen Shoucai could say anything, he heard someone calling him from the front.
"Old Wen, we are such a close friend, you can't hide anything from us, right?"
Before the two of them finished their conversation, Wen Shoucai realized that he was being pulled away by someone again. Turning around, he saw that the person pulling him was the Director of the Military Equipment Department, whom he had only met a few times.
Wen Shoucai's mouth twitched. "Are you also here to ask for advice on how to raise a daughter?"
The head of the Armament Department heard this and immediately widened his eyes: "Hey, you are amazing! You know all this."
"Actually, it's not just us who want to know. Why don't you tell us? If your construction company has any problems in the future, we will definitely do our best."
When Wen Shoucai turned around, he realized that there were not just two of them behind him, but a group of people. Upon closer inspection, he saw that all the heads of the seven departments and three courts of the Imperial Household Department were serving here.
Wen Shoucai was at a loss for words. He had never imagined that the Construction Department would be so bustling one day. The Fourth Prince had even told him to contact them if he had any difficulties.
However, the reason for all this was because they wanted to ask me for advice on how to raise a daughter...
For a moment, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Let’s not talk about how busy Old Man Wen is among his friends and colleagues.
It’s just that the young girls in the alley where the Wen family lives have been feeling a little uneasy lately.
I don’t know what’s wrong with my parents at home, they are acting more and more strangely.
Not only were they not allowed to get up early every day, they were even told to sleep in as long as they wanted. They were also given a lot of money and were allowed to spend it as they pleased, without having to do any work at all.
The little girls' lives were suddenly so comfortable that some of them couldn't bear it and burst into tears.
Some younger children said that this is how their family raises their pigs, and they even worry that their parents will sell them off.
Fortunately, the adults didn't last long. After two days, they couldn't help but return to their normal state.
Afterwards, everyone sighed: "Sure enough, it's impossible to be as calm as Old Wen without some determination."
Of course, this is a later story. Speaking of warming the wine, it is now surrounded by danger.
As soon as he went out, he felt a hidden arrow whizzing towards Wenjiu's back.
[Master! Be careful! Is there any movement behind us?]
Wenjiu frowned and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but then another sound of breaking through the air came.
[Be careful, Master! There's more than one ambush! Luckily, you were wearing a silk dress today so you weren't afraid of getting hurt. Otherwise, you'd be terrified!]
Wenjiu was also stunned for a moment, but the Taoist didn't care and just headed towards the place where the arrow was shot.
In a trance, Wenjiu seemed to look at the person inside, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Before I could catch up, I heard a puff sound behind me, and the next second I felt something approaching.
Wen Jiu frowned and turned back. After seeing clearly, his pupils shrank: "Tan Luan!"
Subconsciously, he took out his sticky hand: "You...you're bleeding!"
As he spoke, he didn't bother to track down those who shot the sneak attack, and immediately held him firmly.
"Why? Why did you block this sword for me?"
Wen Jiu's mind was in a mess at the moment. She didn't understand. She and Tan Luan didn't seem to have much in common, so why was this man like this?
Besides, he was wearing a fairy silk dress, so ordinary swords could not hurt him at all.
She knew about the sword attack from behind, but since she didn't have anyone with her today, she didn't intend to hide it from others and deliberately reveal her flaws. She only wanted to catch the person who shot the arrow from behind. Who knew that he would actually block her arrow with his flesh and blood!
"Donor...donor...are you alright? Is your body...any damage?"
"I'm fine, don't talk at this time!" Wen Jiu frowned and immediately took out a medicine bag from the space to help him stop the bleeding: "Someone, call the imperial physician quickly!"
Liusu, who was helping to warm the wine and beg for help from Dachang, came out and was shocked when she saw this scene.
He immediately ran to call for help.
[There's something wrong with this master. Why would he take the bullet for you? Could he be in love with you?]
[Ding~Receive 2 top-level hearts]
[Look, he's still madly showing you love at this moment! Am I seeing some unrequited love here?]
Wenjiu was already a little dazed at this moment. After hearing what Xiaojin said, he was in no mood to pay attention to him. He just frowned and looked at Tanluan in front of him:
"Tanluan, don't sleep, say something."
Tan Luan struggled to open his eyelids, a smile forming on his lips:
"It's good that you... are okay."
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment: "...Why?"
"Because... I... I have a bad relationship with the donor... and we are doomed to disaster..."
Wen Jiu subconsciously tightened his grip, and couldn't help but recall the first time he saw him. That handsome little monk had an expression of innate compassion.
"Donor, you and my Buddha are destined to be together. You are here to help me overcome my calamity."
Wenjiu could only roll his eyes at him at that time, as if he had never looked at him seriously from beginning to end.
Now, looking down, he realized that the little monk in front of him had grown quite a bit taller. He was already more than a head taller than him.
Blood was gushing from his chest, but he didn't seem to care. The flaming hat fell lightly on his face, as if with a hint of joy.
The hand he was talking about slowly rose, right in front of Wen Jiu's cheek. But then it suddenly stopped, as if tracing his face for a moment, and then withdrew his hand.
"I'm glad you're okay."
Then, as if he suddenly relaxed, his head tilted and he fainted.
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