Wen Ranran nodded, asked Jiang Tang to entertain Wen Yuwan well, and carried her skirt into the study by herself.

"Xianggong!"

Xia Lishuang was drinking tea, and Qianyu was reporting something.

"How's it going?"

Xia Lishuang played with the beads in her hand, and there was a rare touch of joy between her eyebrows.

"Weng Huai has found it!"

Wen Ran was overjoyed, "Sure enough, I guessed it!" Where are the people? ”

Qian Yu said, "My subordinates found Weng Huai on the border with Lan Guo, and he was mixed in with a group of displaced people at that time. ”

Refugee?

This camouflage technique is not bad!

Xia Lishuang pinched her eyebrows, "Take care of people, don't have any problems." ”

"Yes!"

……

Dali Temple.

Wen Ranran looked at Weng Huai, who was dying in front of her, her eyes calm.

Weng Huai was thin and unkempt, looking no different from the outcast, bound to the torture rack with a languid expression.

For two days, two whole days, Weng Huai didn't get a drop of water, and he refused to say a word.

If it weren't for Cheng Fenglou's deliberate tolerance, I'm afraid the other party would have only one breath left.

This is the third day.

Cheng Fenglou, as the secretary of Dali Temple, also came to accompany Xia Lishuang and Wen Ranran to see the youngest Tanhualang ten years ago.

Looking at the files about Weng Huai's promotion and transfer over the years, Cheng Fenglou sighed.

"Brother Tai has an extraordinary resume and is full of wealth, why bother to seek skin with the tiger and make dangerous moves?"

Just this sentence, Weng Huai, who originally refused to cooperate with the confession for two days, raised his head slightly.

Of course, he also knew that the young man in front of him had broken his record three years ago and became the youngest champion!

Now he is the secretary of Dali Temple, and the official residence is four.

"Huh...... Master Cheng's career is smooth sailing, how can he understand the sadness of the ups and downs of officialdom such as us? ”

Weng Huai's voice was hoarse, and his breath was like a gossamer.

Cheng Fenglou was speechless for a while.

Indeed, from the imperial examination to entering the officialdom, except for the fact that he was unlucky when he met Wen Yuwan, he did go quite smoothly.

"Master Cheng is really a bit like me back then...... It's a pity ......"

Weng Huai laughed to himself.

"It's a pity, just because I offended the Han family at that time, I was demoted to an eight-rank petty official under Han Chun's advice and was suppressed."

Xia Lishuang, who had been silent, heard this and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"You hate Han Chun, but General Feng treats you well, why do you want to hurt him so much?"

Weng Huai also smiled bitterly when he heard this.

"It's me who I'm sorry General Feng, you want to kill or chop, listen to it."

Wen Ranran, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but hook her lips and sneer.

"General Feng treats you well, but you try to put him to death because of your own selfish desires! It's really insulting to be a scholar! ”

Every word Wen Ranran said was rooted in Weng Huai's heart.

"The prince wants to kill you, and you still have to die for him?"

Weng Huai was stunned for a moment, and his palms clenched into fists, "The prince wants to kill me?" ”

"Isn't Lord Weng deceiving himself? If not, why would Lord Weng have to flee? ”

Looking at the tangled look on Weng Huai's face, Xia Lishuang smiled leisurely.

"Otherwise, how could this king follow the vine and find you, Lord Weng!"

Weng Huai's figure suddenly froze, and the chains crackled.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of hatred.