"Check me?" Zhou Shuan said.

The four eyes converge, and Shen Ao's charming and seductive eyes exert an absolute advantage, and the man's eyes darken a little by raising his eyebrows lightly.

Shen Hao frowned and said, "I spent two hundred guanxi to buy news of Lord Zhou, but only bought eight characters, Rongjun, from Jiaxing, Suzhou."

"It's really expensive." Zhou Shuan's voice was not high or low.

Shen Hao nodded in agreement, "Xu is that the spy also felt uneasy in conscience. When he left, he gave me a Suzhou landscape painting with a poem at the bottom, and the writing was excellent."

Zhou Shuan looked at her and said, "What did you write?"

"When you come to Gusu, you will see you all. There is not much idle land in the ancient palace, and there are many small bridges in the water port."

Zhou Shuan watched her small mouth flicked, thinking of the scenery of Suzhou, the line of her jaw gradually tightened.

Shen Jia paused, and said softly, "Is this the hometown of Lord Zhou?"

The man laughed lightly.

In the next instant, Shen Hao's waist was shackled by a pair of powerful arms, and his breath was also taken away.

In the four years of husband and wife, Li Di’s kisses have always been gentle and somewhat flattering, but Zhou Shu’an’s is not. This hot, dangerous, and suffocating struggle caused her heart to plunge and her throat tightened.

She could even feel his palm on her waist, shaking slightly. Shen Hao guessed that this was probably due to men's nature and instinctive excitement for preying on prey.

I just don't know, she is the number one.

Dali Temple Qing, who has hands and eyes open to the sky, doesn't know how many people hold the handles. If he wants to play these famous halls, who can know?

Behind them is a wall.

From Zhou Shuan's point of view, Shen Hao has long legs and a high body. As long as she hoops her waist and lifts up slightly, she can do something. He has been standing for the first year, and he wouldn't even be ignorant of Shen Jia, who was in his early twenties. He is very clear that today, as long as he is willing to ask, she will not refuse.

Thinking of this, a fire suddenly burned from his throat to his legs, hard and hot, his delusion, his unreachable, right now in his arms.

Between his thoughts.

Zhou Shuan's mouth evoked a smile that struggled with instinct, suddenly let go and straightened up.

"Go ahead, what do you want me to do?"

Shen Jia looked at him, breathing gently, his chest rising and falling.

After a long delay, she took out two pieces of paper from her cuffs and whispered: "This is part of the account book of Tongji Canal. I copied it." Inside, one is the silver pair set aside by the official. One is evidence of Li Di's private pockets.

Although these are not hard evidence, you will surely discover something as you continue the investigation.

Zhou Shuan leaned forward again and whispered to her: "Don't pant, I didn't hear it clearly. Say it again."

Such an ambiguous posture was obviously teasing.

Shen Jia gritted his teeth and followed his meaning, repeating it word by word.

The man gave a "um", then put the paper into his arms and said, "I heard it clearly this time."

Zhou Shuan raised a hand and pinned a strand of her broken hair behind her ear, and said, "Is it difficult to do what you promised me?"

She promised him three things in total, not to enter the Taoist temple, not to let Li Di touch herself, and one thing to do with him.

This and the three are like mirrors in his heart, and what he wants to ask is nothing more than the second thing.

"Fortunately escaped."

Her implication is: Since it is a fluke, no one can guarantee the next time.

They stepped out of the Dali Temple Prison one after the other, and the dazzling sunlight shone on the two of them. When she turned and left, Zhou Shuan grabbed her wrist and whispered: "If he is bullying you..."

Shen Jia turned around to look at him, withdrew his hand, and whispered, "Isn't it a bit too hard for Master Zhou to take a second term, and other people have to interfere with their housework?"

After all, she got into the carriage without looking back.

All the expressions of emotions between men and women are formed through temptations. He takes a step back, and she takes it one step further.

He looked at her golden skirt, his eyes half-squinted.

On purpose, right?

——

Jingzhao Mansion.

Lu Yan took over the post of Jing Zhaofu Yin, and the position of Shao Yin was naturally vacated. Jingzhao Mansion does not belong to the sixth department, and is under the direct jurisdiction of the saints, so naturally anyone can insert people into it.

The prince was acquainted and knew that institutions like Jingzhao Mansion and Dali Temple could not move. He avoided the recommendation of talents early on. The Xu family tried to reach out, but eventually retreated.

At the time of distress, the servant of the household department followed Yu and recommended a person to Lu Yan-Meng Wei.

Meng Wei is the first son of the former great sinner Meng Haoyi. He is only nineteen years old. He is known as the title of young genius. He was heard of his outstanding ability. Not only can he perform an autopsy, understand medical skills, run fast, but also silently learn the laws of promotion.

Ordinarily, with such talents, he should have made his mark in Beijing long ago, but the Meng family’s family stayed true to the past. His third brothers suffered a lot of pressure after a match and a useless match.

Of course, it is not incomprehensible that Meng Wei is suppressed. The magistrate on the side sweats on his head to read the law anxiously, but Meng Wei can recite the original text immediately. Who can feel comfortable?

Meng Wei's ability just brought out the incompetence of others.

Lifting him, wouldn't it just stretch one's shoulders under his feet?

Lu Yan nodded immediately when he heard that there was such a man.

After entering the palace, Meng Wei was transferred to Jingzhao Mansion. It's just that Meng Wei was still young and had not participated in the imperial examination. He couldn't convince the public. Naturally, he couldn't be directly listed as the fourth grade. Therefore, behind the Jingzhaofu Shaoyin, there was an extra word for temporary generation.

But even if it is a temporary generation, it is impossible for others to ask for it.

Sitting in the signing room, Lu Yan looked down at the file. Sun Zu coughed, "Master Lu, Meng Wei is here."

Lu Yan nodded and said, "Call him in."

Meng Weisheng's is very clean, his forehead is high, his eyes are green, his steps are light, his posture for composing is not bad, he can tell that he is a young man covered in rules.

"Come here." Lu Yan said.

Meng Wei walked over and whispered: "Meng Wei has seen Master Lu!"

When he raised his head, Meng Wei's eyes flashed. Speaking of it, this young man's admiration for Lu Jingzhao is really like a torrential river.

In Meng Wei's view, if there were no Master Lu in Chang'an, there would still be wind and sunshine in the seventh month of Yuanqing's seventeenth year. Once the plague spreads, I am afraid there will only be sorrow.

Lu Yan looked at him and said, "I heard you can do an autopsy? You still know medical skills?"

Meng Weidao: "The subordinates only understand a little, not proficient."

Lu Yan nodded, "Jingzhao Mansion has a lot of affairs and can't give you too much time to adapt. Today, I took leave. There are two dead bodies in the backyard. Would you like to go and see?"

"Return it to your lord! This is a matter for the subordinates!"

Meng Wei recalled that when he was in the local county office, the prefect ordered him to do an autopsy and plan his grave, but he never asked him if he would like it.

Instead, it was a paper file, and he didn't even have a chance to touch it.

Sun Xu smiled and said, "What are you doing in a daze? Follow Yali quickly."

Meng Weigang turned around, and Lu Yan said again, "Wait a moment."

"What is your command?"

Lu Yan clicked on the file with a wolf's hair, "This pile is yours. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Master Sun or ask Si Lu to join the army."

Meng Wei looked at the pile of papers.

There was a case file and a paper in it. For an instant, the tip of his nose was sore that he almost didn't cry. The blood filled with blood instantly became hot, and he finally came to where his heart was.

Lu Yan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he couldn't see it, so he waved his hand at him, "Go."

Meng Wei held the case file in his hand and said loudly: "Meng Wei will not forget the support of Master Lu and Master Sun in this life."

Master Sun nodded again and again, "Mr. Meng, you are serious. It is not me who is leading you, but we are Lu Jingzhao. Since you have entered Jingzhao Mansion, you will have to get along like family members in the future, and you don't have to be so cautious."

Seeing this scene and hearing this statement, if Meng Wei is not a man, he would definitely shed tears here.

After Meng Wei left, Lu Yan leaned back and stretched his eyebrows. The two-way sophisticated pupils couldn't help but burst into a smile.

This Meng Wei, he was very satisfied, this was almost as foolish as Shen Zhen.

Can you be dissatisfied?

Meng Wei was young and promising, full of ambitions, and did not shout at a word of bitterness. He was grateful to Lu Yan, Sun Xu and others for seeing the case files.

It seems that the files in front of them are full of trust from the superiors, and they are a contribution to the Great Jin Dynasty.

It is true that everyone came here like this.

With such a subordinate in the yamen, Master Lu can at least rest for two more cups of tea.

Sun Xu pursed his lips and smiled and said, "Is Mrs. Lu being too ruthless? Those case files, plus two corpses, according to Mr. Meng's temperament, can he still fall asleep today?"

Lu Yan retorted, "Didn't Mrs. Sun even say that he wants to get along with his family? Why don't you help?"

Sun Xu touched his nose and said, "I'm also testing his abilities. Hearing is fictitious, but seeing is believing."

Lu Yan gave him a look of "Me too", and immediately took out less than half of the file and handed it to Sun Xu, "This is the local county government can't handle it."

Sun Xu is not Meng Wei's stunner. He knew exactly how many cases Jingzhao Mansion had to deal with each day.

These in his hands, plus those in Meng Wei's hands...

Master Lu is...giving him the rest!

After a while, Lu Cengjun went out and returned to the Yamen, just in time for Lu Yan to leave in a hurry, shaking his head and exclaiming: "Master Sun, can't Master Lu take a break?"

Sun Xu lifted the corner of his lips with a smile, and slapped Lu Cengjun's back vigorously, saying: "I'm optimistic, Lu Jingzhao is worth it."

Lu Canjun suddenly realized that he nodded, "Master Lu finally knows to rest."

Hearing this, Sun Xu choked silently.

Shake his head, then shake his head...