In the gazebo, lanterns have already been hung, and orange lights illuminate the place as if it were daytime.

Wu Qiuyu, who was wearing a light cyan dress, was rusting a white handkerchief, and replied as she was accustomed to: "A family in Rizhongfang was burglarized and went to the government to report the case, Zhang Zhutou sent someone to inform Hu Niu, and when she heard the news, she hurriedly went out with Ali and the rice bowl!" ”

Long before she got married, she already knew the character of this sister-in-law. At present, the tiger girl has the title of catching heads, and has the Xianggong sitting in Shuntianfu Yin, and she has simply become the patron saint of the people of Beijing.

As long as there is a case in the vicinity, no matter how big or small the case is, she will go to administer justice or bring the bad guys to justice, so there are often people in the family who are not tiger girls.

"This wild girl, I have to talk about her when I go back!" Lin Haoran complained slightly, but he probably didn't remember how many times he said this, and suddenly looked at Wu Qiuyu and said, "Lady, do you want to try the new fries for your husband?" ”

As a cook who has been delayed by his official position, he also has a desire to be recognized in his heart, hoping to get flowers and applause from the people around him.

Wu Qiuyu's plain hands were skillfully embroidering a plum blossom pattern, and when he raised his eyes, he directly refused: "The concubine doesn't eat fried things, otherwise there will be acne on your face!" ”

"Okay!" Lin Haoran was not reluctant, put the fries on the stone table and said seriously: "I'll put them here on the table!" When Tiger Girl comes back, you let her eat the fries, and I'm sure she'll love it! ”

"Got it!" Wu Qiuyu pursed her lips and glanced at Lin Haoran, nodded lightly.

Lin Haoran put down the fries and planned to go back to the study to read the book. Unlike Tiger Girl's wild nature, he prefers to stay at home, even if it's just quietly.

And today he has some trivial matters, and he plans to write a letter to Wang Bai, which can be regarded as following him to ventilate. Just walked to the door of the study, the housekeeper Lin Jinyuan hurriedly walked over and said that there was a distinguished visitor.

"Yan Shifan?"

When Lin Haoran learned about the visitor, his face immediately showed a touch of surprise. But after thinking about it, he understood what was going on, after all, this little pavilion elder had never been a peaceful figure.

Yan Shifan's body was short and fat, one-eyed, dressed in ordinary scholar's clothes, with a priceless gem hanging from his waist, and a treasure fan in his hand, he walked in proudly.

This is the first time he has visited the Lin Mansion, looking at the layout of the front yard, but he feels that this Lin Wenkui, who was born poor, is not a person who has wronged himself, unlike Xu Jie, who obviously has hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land and lives in a dilapidated house.

"I don't know that Yan Shilang is here, this official has missed the distance, please forgive me!" Lin Haoran took the first step to the living room and greeted Yan Shifan who came with a warm salute.

No matter what kind of festivals the two have had before, the superficial etiquette must be maintained. Even if the two sides are incompatible, they must maintain harmony on the surface, which is the current officialdom.

Yan Shifan saw that the former poor champion had rushed to the position of Shuntian Mansion Yin, and he was very prosperous in this position, and his eyes could not hide envy and jealousy, but he smiled reluctantly and said: "Lin Mansion Yin is polite!" ”

"Yan Shilang, please take a seat!" Lin Haoran resolutely took the posture of a master, and pointed to the guest seat next to him and greeted.

Yan Shifan's brows couldn't help frowning, and a touch of unhappiness flashed on his face, but he still walked quietly to the guest seat. Although he wanted to sit on the master's seat, it was impossible for this kid to offer him.

"Tea!"

Lin Haoran commanded Lin Fu, and at the same time saw Yan Shifan's reaction in his eyes, knowing that this move was not in line with the little pavilion elder's wishes.

Even if it is the same because of the death of the mother and going home to keep filial piety, there is a difference. If the father is deceased, he shall be kept on duty for three years; If the father is alive, he will only be kept for one year.

The cabinet minister Lu Ben belonged to the former, so he had to stay at home honestly for three years. Yan Shifan, however, was alive and well, so he only needed to keep the system for one year, and then he could re-emerge.

Time flies, and the one-year filial piety period is about to expire.

Yan Shifan is currently in the capital, and as long as Jiajing gives permission again, he will be able to return to the cabinet openly and honestly in the name of serving his father. In the name of helping Yan Song deal with the affairs of the Ming Dynasty, he became a veritable small cabinet elder, which can be described as a monstrous power.

is also the case, these officials who have been talking to him have almost stepped on the threshold of the Yan Mansion, and it has only been ten days since he returned to the Xiaoge Elder, and he is indeed qualified not to take Lin Haoran, the little Shuntian Mansion Yin, in his eyes.

It's just that Yan Shifan's visit to Lin Mansion today ushered in a basin of cold water, and Lin Haoran didn't intend to grovel to this quasi-small pavilion elder.

The maid brought the tea and quietly retreated.

Yan Shifan took a sip of tea slowly and moistened his voice, and said directly to the point: "Lin Fuyin, I have one thing to ask for this visit!" ”

Although he said that he came to ask for help, Yan Shifan's tone did not have a hint of begging, and he still looked aggressive, obviously this Yan Gongzi had not begged for someone for a long time.

But I have to admit that Yan Shifan's life is indeed good. Yan Song is an old man, and he is an only son, so he naturally loves him, and in the past 20 years, he has let Yan Shifan "lean towards the government and the opposition".

It has always been others who ask Yan Shifan to do things, how can Yan Shifan ask people to do things, and at the moment, Yan Shifan doesn't seem to really ask people to do things

"Yan Shilang, I don't know what is going on?" Lin Haoran didn't get used to Yan Shifan's meaning, and responded with neither humility nor arrogance.

Yan Shifan put down the teacup, his throat looked a little uncomfortable, and he spat directly on the ground, and then looked at Lin Haoran and said arrogantly: "Lin Fuyin, please hand over He Jiu to me!" ”

"Handed over to the Ministry of Industry Yamen?" Lin Haoran was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

Yan Shifan rinsed his mouth with tea, then looked at Lin Haoran and shook his head seriously: "Naturally not!" You release He Jiu from the Shuntian Mansion first, but hand him over to me directly! ”

Lin Haoran suddenly didn't realize what Yan Shifan's idea was, but he shook his head firmly and said: "Yan Shilang, He Jiu is the suspect who killed Zeng Si, and people can't let it out!" ”

Although he wanted to muddy the waters of the capital and drag Xu Jie into the mud, he would not risk his political life, let alone do anything rashly that would damage his reputation.

Yan Shifan's face sank, and he looked at Lin Haoran and asked in a threatening tone, "Lord Lin, do you really not sell my face?" ”

For a while, there was a tense momentum in the living room, which shocked Lin Jinyuan's face outside to change greatly.