Chapter 67：

Summer nights in Lingzhou are quite different from those in Shangjing. The night wind is humid and still has the heat from the day.

Ming Tan didn't want to answer, and Jiang Xu didn't force it. He stood for a while and then quietly exited the inner room. He walked all the way outside the house, standing on the steps with his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was thinking.

And Ming Tan nested in the quilt with quails, his mind was also very confused, and he even felt a little flustered due to confusion and unknown.

She knew that she had always liked her husband very much. But what she likes should be her husband who is outstanding in appearance, identity, conduct and talent.

The so-called liking and admiration are all based on the premise that this man is her husband.

If there is no change, no marriage, and her husband is replaced by Liang Zixuan or Shu Jingran, she will also like it and get along with him wholeheartedly. What's wrong with a woman getting married and obeying her husband?

She had always thought this way before. But now, she was a little uncertain. No matter who her husband is, in times of crisis, she will disregard her life for him, doesn't she want to live alone?

She closed her eyes, and for some reason, scenes of getting along with her husband in the past appeared uncontrollably in front of her eyes.

He is always quiet, solemn, indifferent, and sometimes shows very obvious impatience, but he is always gentle, tolerant, and tolerant towards her...

Thinking of something, Ming Tan's little head popped out of the quilt suddenly. She turned over, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, her heart was both tangled and sweet.

After a while, she stuck her head out from the edge of the bed, and tentatively called out: "Husband? Ah Tan is a little hungry."

There seemed to be a "hmm" sound outside, and after a short while, Jiang Xu led the servants who were serving supper into the house.

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Such a good night cannot be let down.

Shu Jingran idled to admire the moon, found a secluded place, and was about to play the flute to the moon, when he suddenly saw Yun Yi half leaning on the eaves not far away, gnawing on a chicken leg rather unsightly, he couldn't help calling out: "Miss Yun."

Seeing him, Yun Yi slowed down the movement of gnawing the chicken leg, and subconsciously wiped the oil from her mouth.

"Second Master Shu."

Shu Jingran nodded, and flew up to the eaves.

"Second Master Shu, do you know martial arts?" Yun Yi was a little surprised, walking all the way, she didn't realize that this man had practiced martial arts.

"Slightly clear." Shu Jingran smiled, brushed off the tiles, opened his robe and sat down.

These words are not self-effacing, from his lightness kung fu, Yun Yi can also see that his inner strength is not deep, it is probably just an ordinary level of self-preservation.

She had just gnawed half of the chicken leg, so she couldn't continue alone for a while, but she was so delicious that she didn't want to put it down. After thinking about it, she still passed the other bag of chicken legs that she was clutching in her arms: "Here, Shu Er Young master, please eat."

Shu Er lowered his eyes and smiled suddenly: "Then thank you Miss Yun."

His brows are bright, and when he smiles, he is even more like a spring breeze. Yun Yi was stunned for a moment, then quickly withdrew her hand, and continued to gnaw on the chicken leg, but her movements could not help but restrained a lot.

"Is this camphor tea chicken from Lingzhou?" Shu Jingran asked after smelling it.

Yun Yi nodded: "I found the one with the best business, and they said that it has been in business for three dynasties, and the store will start the furnace at three o'clock every day, selling dozens of furnaces every day, the aroma of camphor tea is very strong, Shu Er Young man, you can try it."

Shu Jingran wanted to taste it very much, but it was a bit embarrassing for him to eat it with bare hands like this. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Shu Fang used to have supper, and he will definitely taste it when he returns home."

Yun Yi glanced at the chicken leg in his hand, nodded slowly, but didn't say much.

"By the way, Shu has always wanted to ask Ms. Yun a question. Why does Ms. Yun like roast chicken so much?" Shu Jingran asked a little curiously.

Yun Yi is inexplicable: "Roasted chicken is delicious, not to mention I don't just love roasted chicken, I also like roasted duck and roasted goose, I like everything that is delicious."

Shu Jingran smiled again.

Yun Yi lowered her eyes, and after gnawing half a chicken leg, she said in a vague voice: "Jin Yunwei has no father or mother, everyone can eat well, maybe he suffered from famine when he was a child, but I don't remember it either. "

Hearing this, Shu Jingran paused, "I'm sorry, it was Shu who was being rude."

"It's a fact that Jin Yunwei has no father and no mother. It's a good thing that he can't remember what happened when he was a child. You don't have to feel sorry for Second Master Shu."

"It's really rare for Miss Yun to have such an open-minded state of mind."

"Second Master Shu, do all of you scholars talk like this?" Yun Yi felt a little embarrassed, "Or is it just the high school pros?"

"'This' is...how?"

"It's just... very good at complimenting people?" Yun Yi rubbed her nose, "I always care about the feelings of others when I speak." He is a good friend, but he is not like the master, who makes people get away every day, and makes people come to see him .

Shu Jingran smiled very lightly: "There are enough difficult things in life, and it would be great if you don't get in trouble with others. In fact, Shu was ignorant when he was young, and he used to hurt his classmates when he was in school, but he didn't know that he Childhood is not valued by the family, struggling so hard, a few words almost made him commit suicide, ignorance and cruelty hurt people the most, he made mistakes, after introspection, he more or less knows how to be gentle."

Yun Yi nodded with a half-understood understanding.

Shu Jingran looked at the moonlight, and suddenly thought: "Miss Yun, would you like to listen to music?" He stroked the jade flute gently.

"it is good."

Shu Jingran got up, stood tall and tall under the moon, rose up, and played the song "Xijiang Moon" like flowing clouds and flowing water.

At the end of the long song, Shu Jingran slowly put down the jade flute: "This song "Xijiang Moon" is divided into three parts, the first part..."

Shu Jingran turned around, only to see Yunyi's head bit by bit.

"Miss Yun?"

Yun Yi's head suddenly fell, she opened her eyes in confusion, and subconsciously wiped away the saliva that might have been around her mouth: "Oh, three folds, three folds."

This song is quite hypnotic. She wanted to listen to it carefully, but it was really meaningless. After listening to it for a while, she became sleepy. The hobbies of these scholars are really strange.

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"This song "Xijiang Moon" is played really well. The first fold is smart and misty, like the hazy early moon first uncovered. The middle fold is tranquil and quiet, like the moonlight rising and flowing. The last fold is long and endless, and the aftertaste reverberates. I heard Shu Ergong's flute early Shuangjue, once I heard about it today, it really deserves its reputation." Ming Tan praised while waiting for Jiang Xu to be fed.

Jiang Xu paused his hand to ladle the porridge, and his voice was calm: "The princess seems to be very concerned about the piano and flute ensemble, why don't I let Shu Jingran come over to play with you some other day."

"Really? Alright, alright." Ming Tan's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head.

Jiang Xu: "..."

The silver spoon in his hand slightly moved to the side of the bowl, and then moved forward.

Ming Tan wanted to say something more, but when he saw that he was feeding the porridge, she leaned in and took a sip, but she frowned and said, "It's hot!"

"Stop talking if it's hot."

"..."

It turned out that my husband didn't really want to invite Second Young Master Shu to play with her, so Ming Tan let out an aggrieved "Oh".

Because Ming Tan and Yun Yi accidentally rescued Qiuyue, Jiang Xu soon got the evidence left by Zhou Baoping. Obviously, this matter could not be hidden from the Su family, so the next day, Yu Bozhong, the ship envoy of Lingzhou City, sent a greeting card to Jiang Xu.

When he learned of this, Ming Tan was studying ink for Jiang Xu in the study in the courtyard: "Husband, what is the relationship between Master Yu and the Su family?"

"The son-in-law."

That's why it's no wonder his surname is not Su.

Jiang Xu put down his pen and said to the reporter, "Please come to the study."

"yes."

Ming Tan was startled: "Your husband is here to see him?"

"Why not?"

Ming Tan shook her head, it was not impossible, but she thought that they would go to a formal banquet outside, or invite the magistrate to meet in the flower hall together.

That being the case, she put down the ink ingot sensibly: "Then Ah Tan will go back to the house first."

She wanted to leave, but she didn't know that Mr. Yu had grown some legs, and he was so fast that he was already outside the house in a few words. She was dazed, and subconsciously looked at Jiang Xu.

Jiang Xu didn't pay much attention, he just looked at the screen.

Ming Tan understood, and hurriedly hid behind the screen, but she hid in a hurry, and forgot to grind the ink so that she was sweating, so she put the silk gauze covering on the chair outside.

"Your Majesty Yu Bozhong, I pay my respects to His Highness King Dingbei, His Highness Wan'an."

Yu Bozhong saw that he was about to stand up in his late years, and he was a little bit blessed. When he came in, he respectfully bowed to Jiang Xu.

Jiang Xu didn't even raise his eyes, and his voice was very calm: "My lord Yu, please save two fires, and I will be safe."

Yu Bozhong: "..."

Hearing the name of King Dingbei's Killing God earlier, he did not expect that he is so powerful at such a young age, just one sentence made his back break out in cold sweat, and he didn't know how to answer it.

Ming Tan hid behind the screen, he didn't expect her husband to be so straightforward, he didn't seem to intend to fight more with the visitors.

"Since you came to see me today, you know that I don't want to entangle you with Shi Bosi, and the evidence can be returned, but there are two conditions.

"First, Lingzhou has waived taxes in the past two years and made up all of them. In the future, Lingzhou Port will not be allowed to waive taxes. Second, Zhou Baoping is a loyal minister, so he should not die in vain."

Yu Bozhong also began to sweat on his forehead: "This..."

"If you can't be the master, go back and discuss with the master if you can. Come and see off the guests."

Yu Bozhong was in a daze the whole time. He never expected that he had worked hard to make up a speech all night, but today he was only given the opportunity to kneel down and worship. Strips of satin yarn.

After returning, Yu Bozhong vomited bitterness to his father-in-law.

"...His Royal Highness King Dingbei is indeed difficult to deal with, and he never gave his son-in-law a chance to speak. In fact, Zhou Baoping's matter is easy to talk about. It is nothing more than paying a few people and making up an interesting cause of death for him, but this can't be solved. , Father-in-law, it will take nearly two years to make up for it, the Holy Majesty is too ruthless, how can Shibosi have so much money in this short period of time!"

Master Su pondered for a moment: "If you say that the future withdrawals will not be deducted, it is very possible, but it may not be the Holy Majesty's idea to make up for the withdrawals of the past two years."

"You mean, this is His Highness King Dingbei's own idea?"

"The empress dowager's letter has always been to make preparations for the tax refund and withdrawal, but she never mentioned that she will have to make up for the withdrawal of the past two years. If it is too late, the Holy Majesty should not be so urgent. .”

Yu Bozhong thought for a while: "Could it be that the fire a few days ago made that Lord Hades a little unhappy?"

Master Su snorted: "It's not your stupidity!"

Yu Bozhong was embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "My son-in-law will try his best to make up for it, try his best to make up for it."

"What do you make up for? You will raise the tax money?"

"That's right, my son-in-law went to see His Highness Dingbei Wang today, and found that His Highness Dingbei Wang..." Yu Bozhong suddenly approached, and whispered to Mr. Su, "So, as long as this Lord of Hell calms down, I want to come to this condition." There is also room for negotiation.”

When Mr. Su heard the words, his face softened: "Go ahead and do it."

"Yes Yes."

Yu Bozhong backed out quickly.