Chapter 132: Transparent and open-minded, clear and flawless...
The sound of washing the inkstone came quickly, and people came even faster.
Before Wen Yu could put down his hand, Xi Yan had already stepped over the threshold.
"Young Master..." Looking at the young master in front of him, who was holding Madam Wen's cheeks, Xi Yan's lips curled up and he turned his face away tactfully. "Aha, Madam Wen is here too."
Wen Yu panicked, her previous leisurely mood gone. She felt guilty for some reason, and did not answer Xi Yan. She just quickly withdrew her hand.
But she moved too quickly, and when the wound on her shoulder was affected, she gasped in pain.
hiss--
She had so many things to do last night that she forgot about her injury and was running back and forth as if nothing had happened.
Now that my nerves have relaxed, I only feel waves of piercing pain.
Song Linsheng's face flushed, but he was not as flustered as Wen Yu. He pursed his lips, slowly stood up, and then slowly straightened his sleeves.
However, his curled-up fingers hidden in his sleeves, even the fingertips were blushing inexplicably, revealing his true feelings at the moment.
He glanced at Wen Yu without saying a word.
Beneath the calm surface of the lake, there are surging waves that never cease.
Song Linsheng coughed lightly and looked at the inkstone in front of the door. "Why are you back so soon?"
When Xiyan was asked to send Chen Mian off, he thought it would take some time.
Seeing Song Linsheng asking questions, Xiyan calmed down his expression and stopped laughing. He bowed and greeted Song Linsheng, then replied, "Clerk Chen is very anxious and seems to have something else to deal with, so the carriage is moving faster."
"Hmm..." Song Linsheng nodded.
But returning to the topic, Xi Yan scratched the back of his neck, "But why did Chen Shuli go back alone? Isn't his wife still at home?"
Who would leave a woman in labor at the government office and then rush back alone?
Normally, Chen Shuli seemed considerate and polite. Why did he seem so rude today?
Xiyan shook his head and looked at his young master with some confusion.
Before Song Linsheng could answer, Wen Yu was startled.
Now, where is the "Mrs. Chen Mian" in the government office? Zhibai revealed his true form to save Chen Mian, and now he is just a flower bud.
But how could she say this to Xi Yan? Moreover, Song Linsheng didn't know about this either.
Wen Yu was suddenly in a dilemma. If she said that Zhibai was still at home, wouldn't it be a lie that would be exposed as soon as she said it?
"Maybe Madam Zhibai went back first." Song Linsheng's face was calm, and he was not surprised at all by Xiyan's words.
Wen Yu felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Really?" Xi Yan pursed his lips, thinking carefully, "Why didn't I see when Madam Chen left? I don't know if she arranged for a carriage..."
As soon as Xiyan said this, Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief before he could even finish his breath.
"Of course. Think about it." Song Linsheng picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. "If Lady Zhibai hadn't gone ahead, why would Chen Mian be so anxious to return home?"
Xiyan listened to the master's words with a frown on her face. Finally, the moment he put down his teacup, she agreed with him, "Yes, Master, you are right. Why didn't I think of that?"
Song Linsheng curled the corners of his lips slightly, but did not respond.
But Wen Yu, who was standing by, finally felt relieved.
Fortunately, it was a close call.
Fortunately, Song Linsheng did not ask any further questions and gave a good explanation. Fortunately, Xiyan has always been a guy with thicker nerves than tree trunks and did not hold on to it.
Wen Yu pursed her lower lip and breathed quietly to calm the uneasiness in her heart.
But before she could even catch her breath, she saw Xiyan step forward and walk straight towards her.
"That's right!" Xiyan was groping for something in his arms while walking.
Wen Yu couldn't help swallowing. Isn't that right? What other tricks does Xi Yan have today?
As the inkstone was getting closer, Wen Yu's heartbeat became faster and louder.
For a moment, she almost forgot where she was. She felt as if she was trapped in the vast universe, and her ears were filled with the intermittent vibrations in her chest.
"Young Master..." Xi Yan said, walked straight past Wen Yu, and finally stopped beside his own young master.
His figure flashed by, his clothes moving with his steps, and disappeared from Wen Yu's sight.
Wen Yu turned around suddenly and saw him standing beside Song Linsheng, then she reacted.
Not looking for her...
Fortunately, it wasn’t her!
Is she a little nervous today?
Wen Yu patted her chest to calm herself down. She raised the corners of her lips and turned to look at Xi Yan and Song Linsheng.
"Sir, the eldest son's reply has arrived." Xi Yan finally pulled out a letter from his arms and presented it to Song Linsheng. "He said he went to the mansion and found no one there, so he came directly to the government office. I just happened to meet him at the main gate."
Eldest son? Letter?
Wen Yu listened carefully and finally relaxed.
Song Linsheng took the letter but didn't open it directly. Instead, he turned sideways to face Wen Yu and said softly, "I wrote to my brother a few days ago. I think he will reply to me when he has time."
Wen Yu was originally breathing a sigh of relief, but Song Linsheng's words made her stunned for a moment, "Yes, yes..." she hurriedly agreed.
Xiyan, who was standing between the two of them, looked left and right with a happy face.
This is a private letter from the eldest son to you, why are you showing it to Madam Wen?
Interesting, really interesting.
Xi Yan suppressed his laughter and said, "Let's see what the eldest master said."
"Yes, yes—" Wen Yu was just worrying about how to respond, but as soon as Xi Yan opened his mouth, she responded repeatedly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.
"Yes." Song Linsheng nodded with a smile, then unpacked the letter slowly. "This matter concerning Lord Jia is the first matter I've dealt with since arriving in Jiangyang."
"I haven't decided how to deal with it yet." Song Linsheng said what he was thinking truthfully without hiding anything.
Wen Yu was surprised for a moment, and she stared at Song Linsheng's eyebrows.
As the prefect of Jiangyang, Song Linsheng naturally had the right to know all the affairs of the prefecture. As long as he was born in Jiangyang, he had the right to decide and make the decision on all matters, no matter how big or small.
But he actually treated it with caution because it was the "first thing" and was not ashamed to tell it in front of others.
Wen Yu's eyes softened, with a hint of helplessness.
Song Linsheng is truly a clear-headed, open-minded, and flawless person.
"After Lord Mu and I found some clues, we wrote to you for advice."
His elder brother had long been admitted to the Imperial Academy, a close minister to the Emperor. Over the years, he had experienced the ups and downs of officialdom, and had seen and heard of countless cases, not to mention the cases he had handled. By seeking his elder brother's advice and receiving his guidance, he would surely gain some understanding.
The snow-white letter unfolded between Song Linsheng's jade-like fingertips——
"If there is real evidence, how should we convict and punish Lord Jia in this matter?"
The handwriting on the letter slowly appeared in front of Song Linsheng's eyes. He was silent after reading it, and then sat quietly with a frown, as if thinking about something.
Wen Yu was surprised to see him remain silent. She moved closer, "What's going on? What did the letter say?"
Song Linsheng didn't answer, but just spread the letter in his palm and showed it to Wen Yu.
Discuss right and wrong without considering benefits and losses, and discuss success and failure without considering ups and downs. 【Note】
Wen Yu's lips and teeth moved slightly, and when she finished reading the last word, she couldn't help but look at Song Linsheng.
"What does this mean?" She now recognizes every word on it, but when they are put together, there are still some parts that she cannot understand.
Song Linsheng suddenly chuckled. It was a pity that he was thinking hard and hesitating to come to a conclusion.
His brother's words directly enlightened him. Why was he demoted in the first place, and what had he promised his father and brother before leaving?
He said he would definitely enforce the law impartially and safeguard the integrity of society.
In this case, there is no need to hesitate.
"This means that when living in this world, we should pay attention to right and wrong, rather than benefits and losses; we should consider the flow of things, rather than seek success or failure." Song Linsheng figured out the key and stopped worrying about it. He explained to Wen Yu in a soft voice without a trace of impatience.
"So that's how it is..." Wen Yu murmured these two sentences, feeling the fragrance on her lips and teeth and the lingering charm.
It seemed she still hadn't fully grasped the wisdom of mortals. The eight bookcases she'd found earlier didn't contain all the knowledge in the world.
Wen Yu's eyes flickered, her thirst for knowledge reaching its peak at this moment. "Song Linsheng, can you lend me some more books from your courtyard?"
Song Linsheng raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. "Hmm? I wonder what Xiaoyu wants to see this time?"
"A rare ancient book? Confucian classics? Taoism?" Wen Yu pouted, unable to think of anything. "Anything is fine. It's best if it's exactly like what your brother wrote in the letter. Best!"
Upon hearing this, Song Linsheng lowered his head to look at the letter in his hand. He chuckled and shook his head. He didn't expect Xiaoyu to be interested in what was written in his brother's letter.
"Okay, you can watch whatever you want."
"Go back home and ask Xiyan to find it and send it to Guanwuyuan for you."
Song Linsheng had a gentle smile on his lips, and his eyes were like waves of water as he stared at Wen Yu.
Xiyan nodded rapidly. As soon as the young master spoke, he began to think about what books he would find for Madam Wen when he returned home.
Just thinking about it, Xiyan suddenly looked up, "Oh -"
His voice was so loud that even Song Linsheng, who was used to his recklessness, couldn't help but look up at the source of the sound.
Wen Yu put down his hands that were originally supporting his cheeks for no reason and stared at Xiyan with some nervousness. He really didn't know what difficult questions he would ask next.
Unexpectedly, Song Linsheng, whom she was worried about, said nothing, but instead Xi Yan answered every question he asked.
"What's wrong?" Wen Yu raised her eyebrows, puffed up her cheeks, and couldn't help but ask first.
Xiyan looked innocent, staring at Madam Wen, then at his own master, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
It was not a big deal originally, but he had forgotten to report it while going back and forth just now. It was not until the young master mentioned the mansion that he remembered it.
"What's the matter?" Song Linsheng, knowing his recklessness, was not surprised. "Just tell me."
Xiyan's nose and eyes wrinkled into a ball. After hearing what the young master said, he hesitated and said awkwardly, "I met Mr. Song on my way back from Chen Shuli's house."
"Uncle Song?" Wen Yu thought. It was broad daylight now. What was so strange about running into Uncle Song on the street? He might be out shopping.
Song Linsheng said nothing, just quietly waiting for what was to come.
Xiyan may be unreliable once or twice, but he never says useless nonsense.
"Uncle Song said he went to ask a doctor." Xi Yan's hesitation turned into worry. "Ayuan's brother, Yanzi, didn't get better after taking medicine yesterday."
He stayed at the mansion to take care of him last night. After the doctor examined him, he didn't tell him any specific symptoms, but only said that he should encourage his brother to eat more, and he would naturally become stronger.
"He refused to go out or eat, saying that even A-Yuan was missing today."
Xi Yan sighed and said, "How can I be strong if I haven't eaten a single bite until today?"
"What?" Wen Yu stood up suddenly. "You're not eating, drinking, or seeing anyone?"
How could this be? With a mortal body like this, if I didn't eat for three days, I'd probably die.
Xiyan called Wenyu, startled by his sudden action, and couldn't help but take a step back, "Yes, yes."
"No! I have to go back and check." Wen Yu made the decision without thinking. She picked up her skirt and ran away.
Since I decided to save Ayuan and the others, I can't just focus on the present and ignore the present. I have to see them through to the end.
Song Linsheng clasped his fingers on the table and without any hesitation, he stood up with Wen Yu.
"Go and invite some more doctors, and go back home together."
It was his oversight. These past few days, he first spent his time guarding Houchun Mountain to catch bandits, and then spent his time in the government office reading papers.
I haven't been home for several days. I went there in a hurry yesterday and didn't have time to visit Ayuan and the others. I even had time to take care of my child who was sick and refused to eat until now.
Song Linsheng felt extremely guilty, with a look of anxiety between his brows.
"Xiaoyu, be careful of the threshold——"
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