Yan Bing gently patted her husband's back to appease, watching his painting style change and full of sadness to talk about the past, and even couldn't hold back tears when she was excited, she was also embarrassed.

"It's okay, just grab it." Yan Bing said words of relief in her mouth, and she couldn't help but think in her heart that since her husband entered the officialdom, he has been moving forward on the road of trying and solving cases, in fact, it is also because of Sanniang, right?

After they got together again, there was no cool woman around the Rong brothers, and they never heard them tell in detail what was going on, and they didn't say a word on weekdays, she thought it was because they were young, and gradually forgot about it.

But it turned out that for more than ten years, the matter of avenging Sanniang has been pressed in Wen Yuan's heart, and he even remembers the appearance and nickname of the murderer, and he can imprint it in his heart in such a bad situation when he runs away from the mountains and forests......

"Let's interrogate him fiercely, there must be more than one or two things - beheading him is really cheap." Yan Bing suddenly felt that it was quite good for her husband to be a cool official, and this kind of person had to be tortured during the interrogation process to be worthy of the deceased.

Wen Yuan felt a lot better after venting, sat up straight on the couch, wiped his face a little embarrassed, and then explained regretfully: "I'm afraid that I can't make the decision in the subsequent interrogation." ”

"Why?" Yan Bing's face was full of doubts.

Wen Yuan gently stroked his wife's tall abdomen, and said in a deep voice: "Yesterday's trial was a sentence, and it must be retried in five days." The stakes are so high that I won't be able to intervene at that time, but fortunately, I have already asked the most critical content, and it can be regarded as a great achievement. ”

"I heard my father say that he estimated that within two days, the saint would promote you to the Shaoqing of Dali Temple from the fifth grade, can't this position be tried?" After Yan Bing finished speaking, she suddenly felt that the baby in her womb jumped.

"Ouch, kick me!" She hurriedly stretched out her hand and pulled her husband to feel the surprise together, touching their little hands and feet, and for a while, the house was full of warmth.

Feeling the baby's lively beating through his wife's belly, this is a very novel experience, Wen Yuan couldn't help but smile on his face, and said with a little pride: "It's good to be lively, our child must be healthy and strong." ”

"You have to be smart and good-looking." Yan Bing is looking forward to the future at the moment and feels that everything is beautiful.

After a while, the two brought the topic back to the case.

Wen Yuan explained his wife's confusion in a calm tone: "In this matter, the sage will issue an edict to designate someone to try it, or the three divisions will try it." Now it seems that the robber case is just an introduction, and the real person involved in the case is likely to be the King of Shu, the prince of Zhengyipin, so the leader of the trial must be at least a high-ranking official above the second grade, and it is possible for Zhongshu and his subordinates. ”

"......" The five products are really not enough. Yan Bing knew that her husband was full of regret and didn't want to poke him in the sore spot anymore, so she simply changed the topic and started talking about the child again, "Hey, you're kicking me again!" The baby is really energetic, just when you are free today, read to them. ”

"Okay, read ...... Analects and listen to the words of the sage." Wen Yuan secretly regretted that he shouldn't have said anything about chasing and killing in front of the children, and quickly began to recite sentences such as "Gong Kuan Xin Minhui, Gong is not insulting, and Kuan is ...... by the public" to brainwash the fetus.

After reading the book, Yan Bing flipped through the list of items that had been prepared for the child and handed it to Wen Yuan.

Rubbing his temples lightly, he said, "Most of the things are prepared by my mother, she has no experience, let me see." But I haven't slept well lately, my brain is dizzy, and I don't know if it's all ready. Take a look, fill in the gaps. ”

"Okay," Wen Yuan looked at it hastily, and suddenly asked very suspiciously, "Isn't there a safety lock?" ”

He still keeps Yan Bing's peace lock as a token of love and a token of affection, and he cares about this thing, and when he saw that his children didn't have it, he immediately put it forward.

"The mother said that small locks are popular in Beijing from time to time, and you can wait for the child to be older before making a jewel. I'm also afraid that the safety lock will be too hard and the baby will be uncomfortable, and the neck will be uncomfortable, and it will be worse if you swallow it. Yan Bing smiled nonchalantly, according to the various concepts she accepted in her previous life, it is not recommended for children to wear jewelry, since the disadvantages outweigh the benefits, why prepare.

"Oh, I see." Wen Yuan nodded and didn't say anything more.

But he is thinking in private, it is better to make a pair of moderately sized arc-shaped, and it may not be carried every day, and it also means to put it at home to press the bottom of the box, which is his father's mind. Ping An lock, just listening to the name is quite auspicious, worth having.

He didn't let Yan Bing bother with this, he drew two or three sketches that night, and went to the West Market to find a jewelry store to order during the lunch break the next day.

The Beijing Bazaar is divided into two places, the west market is more civilian, and the east market is more oriented to dignitaries and nobles, and there are all kinds of rare treasures.

Although Wen Yuan was confused about jewelry customization, and he didn't know which store was the best, he made a windfall, and he was very confident, so he went directly to the jewelry store with the most luxurious decoration in the crowded place.

The shop is located on the side of the crossroads, the store is twice as wide as ordinary people's, hanging a simple and rude "Golden Jade Hall" three-character plaque, Wen Yuan can see at a glance that the word is the handwriting of Yan Bing's grandfather Li Shangshu, so Qing Gao literati actually inscribed for a shop, it can be seen that the background of the owner is not bad.

He rushed into the store, and directly told the handmaid that he wanted to order jewelry, and then he was invited to the hospitality area in the back hall of the store, and while tasting tea, he took out the drawings and told the requirements, and a clever waiter made a record.

When talking about the price not long after, Wen Yuan said, "I hope it will be made by the top craftsmen in your store." ”

"Bring your own drawings, our master Jin Yutang will not accept it, you can rest assured, the people next to you have good craftsmanship, and they will definitely satisfy you," the waiter was talking, and suddenly heard high-fives from next door, he hurriedly smiled at Wen Yuan, "Guest officer, please sit down for a while, and the small one will come when he goes." ”

After speaking, Wen Yuan saw that he went around the four screens of spring, summer, autumn and winter freehand landscapes in front of the left, pushed open a door and went to another room.

Wen Yuan was a little confused, and when he was bored and waiting, he suddenly noticed a talc incense burner as white as jade in front of the right side of the room, which was a two-horned divine beast squatting on a round high-legged base, like a lion and winged, clearly the legendary dragon son Pixiu.

Pixiu is a beast that gathers wealth, and the two-horned Pixiu is also known as warding off evil spirits, and it is rich in meaning, but it is so big and arrogant in the hospitality...... The owner of this jewelry store is really, straightforwardly.

He was secretly thinking it was funny, and suddenly saw a small black shadow suddenly appear behind the screen, and when he looked at it, it was a black back and white claws of the dark cloud snow kitten, staring at a pair of yellow eyes looking at him.

This looks like King Chu's cat, has it been lost again? Wen Yuan couldn't help but get up and called tentatively: "Ade? ”

"Meow~~" The black cat responded, but its head twisted behind it. It was like responding to Wen Yuan's call, and it was like being coquettish to the man who suddenly walked out next door.

The person who came came with a delicate and gorgeous silver hollow crystal mask, and opened his mouth to name Wen Yuan's identity: "Rong Sizhi, I am fortunate to be lucky." ”