That night, summer insects chirped
"Master, the assassin that night was found, but when his men arrived, he immediately took poison and was not stopped in time."
Fu Jiu paused, "The person is gone."
Qin Gong walked out of the government office with blood on his hands from prison.
"Not only did you fail to catch the man, but you also killed him. You failed to do your job properly and you will be punished according to the rules." Qin Gong pulled out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the blood stain, and frowned.
"Lord Qin." Under the shadow of the tree beside the government office gate, an official sedan chair was parked quietly. The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted by a hand with distinct joints and cold white skin, and a man in a crimson official robe came out.
The accompanying servant moved aside with a lantern in his hand, and the dim light illuminated the man's beautiful face.
Qin Gong saw him and stopped wiping his hands. "Master Zhang, you just returned to the capital, and you're already so diligent, coming here so late at night?"
"I don't deserve the word 'diligent'." Zhang Yao bowed, "It's just my duty."
"The person died and the line was broken."
Zhang Yao stepped forward and said, "Although the clues are broken, they are not completely gone. Doesn't Lord Qin already have a candidate in mind?"
Qin Gong nodded, agreeing with what he said.
"Sir Qin, why don't we finish the trial of the most important criminal tonight and then go to Linjiang Tower for a drink? This is a new restaurant in the capital. The chef is a famous chef from the Jiangnan water town, and his cooking skills are unique."
"I have been away from the capital for over a month. As soon as I returned, I often thought of the joy of the feast I had with Lord Qin last time."
"Would Lord Qin be willing to honor me?"
"Master Zhang is so kind, but it's already past midnight, and my wife is still waiting for you at home."
Zhang Yao suddenly realized and patted his forehead. "Look at me, I actually forgot that Mr. Qin is already married, with a lovely wife and children waiting for him at the door. I was so rude."
"Then I won't disturb the happiness of Lord Qin and his family." Zhang Yao smiled and bowed.
Qin Gong nodded and boarded his carriage. Fu Jiu bowed respectfully to Zhang Yao.
The carriage then drove into the dark night,
The Zhang family's servant came forward with a lantern, observing his master's expression. "Master, you've been toiling all day and haven't even had dinner. Over at Linjiang Tower, the wine and food are all prepared as ordered. They're all seasonal delicacies from Jiangnan, and the wine is warm. How about..."
Just as the servant was about to continue to persuade him, Zhang Yao raised his hand to stop him.
The dim light of the lantern flickered on his face. The smile on his lips when he faced Qin Gong just now faded, and his face was hidden in the thick night, blurry.
After a long time,
He uttered two words, "Go home."
The servant hurried forward to open the curtain of the official sedan chair, and Zhang Yao sat on it. When the servant was about to lower the curtain,
"Qin Gong's wife, who is she from and what is her name?"
The servant was taken aback. He had recently been promoted to serve the master. Normally, this master always had a smile on his face, spoke gently, and was never harsh with his servants. But for some reason, the servant was a little afraid of his master.
Now that his chance to show off had come, the servant didn't dare show any joy on his face. He replied respectfully, "Master Qin married the second young lady of the Wen family four years ago."
Everyone in the capital knew about this matter. After all, the second daughter of the Wen family replaced her elder sister and married into the family. It was a hot topic among the people back then. Later, Master Qin took drastic measures and beat up the busybodies who were leading the matter without mercy. After that, no one dared to spread the news.
"What's your name?" The voice from inside the car was emotionless.
The servant lowered his head and said, "The second young lady of the Wen family is named Wen Tang."
After he finished speaking, the servant shuddered inexplicably. He raised his eyes quietly, wanting to ask whether the master was going to return home now.
Zhang Yao glanced at him through the curtain, and the servant signaled for the sedan chair to be lifted.
The sedan chair swayed slightly and was lifted steadily.
Inside the car,
Zhang Yao tilted his head back and leaned against the cold wall of the sedan chair, his Adam's apple rolling. He closed his eyes and roughly unbuttoned the tightly fastened collar with his fingers.
After unbuttoning two buttons, he finally regained his breath.
Zhang Yao slowly opened his narrow eyes, his face dark, "Wen, Tang."
I almost forgot.
She got married.
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The streets of the capital at the end of the hour of Hai were empty and silent.
Qin Gong closed his eyes and rested, but his brows were still furrowed.
Fu Jiu had been with the master for many years, so how could she not see that his master was in a bad mood? She even flatly refused Master Zhang's invitation.
The blame lies with the eldest daughter of the Wen family in the daytime. She doesn't talk about the serious matters, but keeps saying that she did something wrong four years ago and harmed both her master and her sister.
Fu Jiu's ears were almost callused from hearing these words. Her master had come to her for serious official business, but she didn't mention the assassin at all. She was extremely concerned about her master's injuries and asked if the grandmother was taking good care of him.
Thinking of this, Fu Jiu wanted to slap herself in the face. She shouldn't have told her that the old man hadn't mentioned the injury to the grandmother at all. After all, it was just a scratch on the skin by the blade, and a few drops of blood were drawn. How could the old man take such a minor injury seriously? Why bother to tell her about it and make the grandmother worry?
As a result, once the topic about the injury started, Wen Zhiyi couldn't stop talking. She kept saying that she was sorry to her grandfather and grandmother. In the end, she even said that her grandmother had been engaged in the past and had to break up with that man because of this incident.
Fu Jiu was standing by at the side, her eyes popping out of her head. She wanted to just go up and cover her mouth, but she was still talking so passionately. Didn't she see that her face was as black as the bottom of a pot?
Fortunately, no one was mentioned by name, otherwise Fu Jiu would have been worried about that unlucky guy.
Fu Jiu was really afraid of Miss Wen and just wanted to close the case quickly. What did she mean by "harming the master"? When the grandmother came to the city, she was so gentle and kind-hearted. Who wouldn't feel comfortable getting along with her?
In recent years, as a close attendant, how could he not see that the old man loved the grandmother? Given the old man's personality, if he didn't have any feelings for someone, when the grandmother came to his house in the rain four years ago, the old man would not even open the door, let alone go out to see her, and directly drove her away. What's more, the old man not only went out to see her, but also personally ordered people to take care of the grandmother's seriously ill mother.
Fu Jiu touched her chin.
On that day four years ago, when the grandmother, who was small and thin, came to the grandfather with red eyes and begged for help, the grandfather was so moved that he couldn't take his eyes off the grandmother.
After the two got engaged,
The master even sent Fu Jiu to deliver gold, silver, pearls, jade, new clothes, and fresh fruits from the south every now and then.
On the wedding night, not to mention the many times we cried out for sex until dawn.
"Uncle, we're here." The driver's voice came from outside.
The night is thick,
In the inner courtyard, candlelight was bright.
Baochun walked in and said, "Grandma, Grandpa is back."
Wen Tang said "hmm" but did not stand up. She was wearing a casual satin dress today, with her black hair loosely tied up, revealing a small part of her snow-white neck. She held the safety lock given to her by Wen Zhiyi in her hand, ready to show it to Qin Gong later.
Qin Gong at the door lifted the curtain and entered.
He stood at the door and did not come in immediately. Instead, he raised his eyelids and looked at Wen Tang.
It was a long while before he walked into the house. Wen Tang did not serve him today. When he saw him come in, he sat on the chair, picked up the lukewarm tea at hand, and sipped it.
Qin Gong reached out to unbutton his shirt, but failed after two attempts. He frowned and became annoyed.
He looked at Wen Tang again, and this time without waiting for her to come over, he took a few steps in front of her, his tall figure looming over her with a sense of oppression.
"Give it to me, undress."
The matter-of-fact tone of his voice successfully made Wen Tang look at him sideways.