Chapter 67 Cousin, Get Out of the Way
Fortunately, the two of them were eating in a small room next to the Hanlin Academy and no one heard them. Otherwise, with Pei Changfeng's sudden movement, Su Wanwan would have become a monkey on the street and been watched by everyone.
"No way!" Su Wanwan couldn't help but push him, "It's just that the weather is too hot and I'm a little tired. What do you think about every day?"
Pei Changfeng touched his nose awkwardly and put down his bowl and chopsticks, "Wait for me."
Su Wanwan was curious. She saw Pei Changfeng come back in after a while, holding a bowl of mung bean soup. Su Wanwan touched it and it was still cold.
"Where did you come from?" she asked.
"Made in the kitchen." Pei Changfeng didn't say that he got it from Bai Jitong.
"It's better to be an errand boy. Even the mung bean soup has to be chilled." Su Wanwan took a sip. It was sweet and the mung beans were soft. She passed it to Pei Changfeng, "You drink it too."
Pei Changfeng took a sip and didn't drink any more, leaving it all to him.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Although he lives nearby, Pei Changfeng is still very tired walking to the official residence every day. The Marquis' Mansion said that they would provide him with a carriage, but the yard they live in now is not big and there is no place to raise horses, so they will have to build another stable when the time comes.
"Then how do your other colleagues come to the yamen to work?" Su Wanwan was curious. "It's impossible that everyone has a carriage, or they all walk here, right?"
Pei Changfeng kissed her cheek when she wasn't paying attention, "I don't know."
He keeps doing little tricks like this, you can't tell he's a top scholar at all. If you don't know him, you'd think he's a lecher.
Su Wanwan glared at him and continued to sip the mung bean soup. She was so happy in her heart that her red lips were curled up and couldn't be lowered.
After sending Su Wanwan away, Pei Changfeng met Bai Jitong's resentful eyes as soon as he returned to his duty station, "Pei Tanhualang, do you know what it means to forget your loyalty for the sake of beauty?"
Pei Changfeng did not comment, "My wife is overheated and needs something cold to cool her down."
Bai Jitong was envious and jealous, "When I get married, I will ask my wife to deliver meals to me."
After finishing his shift, Pei Changfeng met Fan Ling outside. This time, unlike before, Fan Ling's temperament was more restrained, but that restraint was sharp.
"I heard that the emperor is investigating the Zheng family recently." Fan Ling said suddenly.
"Brother Fan, what do you think?"
"Nothing," Fan Ling smiled, "I was just saying it casually, but you haven't done anything for such a long time, have you really forgotten about it?"
Pei Changfeng chuckled, "Do you think it's possible?"
Having walked through the gates of hell and spent such a long time as a half-human, half-ghost, Pei Changfeng would never forget it even if he died.
"I'm waiting for an opportunity," Pei Changfeng said bluntly, "Did they commit a crime? Execution? Exile? Those are too light."
Just for a rank, Song Ming could do such a thing that could harm people's lives. One cannot imagine how many dirty things Song Ming and the Zheng family behind him had done behind the scenes.
"Of course, that would be too easy for them. In my opinion, lingchi is probably the right way to go." After that, Fan Ling asked, "My mother...is she doing well lately?"
Pei Changfeng glanced at him and asked, "You don't know?"
Fan Ling shook his head. He wanted to find out, but was afraid that he would not be able to bear it after finding out.
How can a woman like that be qualified to be a mother? She only has her own love in her heart.
Pei Changfeng was silent for a moment. He had indeed been keeping an eye on Fan Ling privately. "Since you asked, I'll tell you."
When he learned that his mother was not living a bad life, but had just suffered a lot from Dai, Fan Ling was actually vaguely relieved, "She didn't follow the wrong person."
"I need your help with something." Pei Changfeng said.
"You go on."
"I heard that another concubine of Song Ming's father died in the backyard," Pei Changfeng said, "Do you have any way to find out why?"
"What else could it be? Torture and murder," Fan Ling said in a neutral voice, "This matter is not a secret. As long as someone with a heart investigates it, as long as... someone with a heart dares to sue."
Pei Changfeng pondered for a while, nodded, and thought of a solution.
The two separated.
After returning, Pei Changfeng saw a little maid of about 11 or 12 years old helping Su Wanwan comb her hair. He washed his hands and came over, "Is this the newly bought maid?"
Su Wanwan nodded quickly, "Her name is Hong Xing, she is very good at combing hair and has a sharp tongue. You may not know that Yang Ying and her maid used to bully me. I have been planning to buy a maid for a long time. I want to see who can win in a quarrel in the future!"
Although Hong Xing was only bought back on the first day, she already showed an attitude of protecting her master, "Yes, Master, don't worry, I will definitely protect the Madam!"
After Hong Xing left, Pei Chang asked Su Wanwan, "Have you been to the clinic for a check-up?"
"Don't make a fuss," Su Wanwan said, "Look, I eat well and sleep well, I don't look uncomfortable at all. I was just too hot during the day, don't worry."
"Oh, right," Su Wanwan stopped Pei Changfeng in time, "Let's buy a carriage. At worst, we can just build a stable. We have several rooms at home, which are perfect for the groom to live in."
Pei Changfeng still hesitated, "Buying a horse is not cheap."
Su Wanwan gave him some advice, "At worst, you can just go to your grandmother and cry about your poverty. The old lady loves you and will never let you get tired."
Because of Yang Ying's matter, Su Wanwan is temporarily unable to go to the Yang family. Although it was Yang Ying who first had bad intentions, the Yang family members are somewhat unhappy because Yang Ying is their family member after all.
But Pei Changfeng is different. Pei Changfeng is highly valued by the Marquis’ Mansion now. It’s just a horse. The Marquis’ Mansion will not be stingy!
Pei Changfeng scratched Su Wanwan's nose and said, "You still have an idea."
"Just don't think I'm stingy," Su Wanwan smiled and squeezed into his arms, "Don't say it was my idea, just mention it in a subtle way."
Pei Changfeng naturally nodded in agreement.
After work that day, Pei Changfeng went to the Marquis' Mansion.
As soon as he entered the room, Madam Yang Hou began to feel distressed, "Changfeng, why have you lost so much weight and got tanned? Are you tired?"
Pei Changfeng remembered Su Wanwan's words and pounded his arm first, "I am really tired of walking to the government office for 25 minutes every day."
"No! Absolutely not! You will get sick if you walk like this in such hot weather," Lady Yang said sternly, "You must take the carriage to work this time, otherwise you will be unfilial! I have already chosen the carriage for you, you can take your seat later."
Helplessly, Pei Changfeng had to be "forced" to accept this kindness.
As soon as he walked out of the courtyard of Madam Yang Hou, Pei Changfeng felt a flash before his eyes and Yang Ying fell over.
"Cousin, get out of the way!"
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