Unclean

Chapter 26

Yinniang let out a groan, and said, "You are not young anymore, why don't you have a family yet?"

Yan Yunhe heard Yinniang's old-fashioned tone like an elder in the family, and was speechless for a while, and seeing her holding a book in her hand, he said: "The sun comes out from the west, and you actually read a book?"

After saying that, he reached out to snatch the book from Yinniang's hand, but saw that she lifted it up with a big movement, and the book was opened in an instant, it was not a book, it was a bank note, and I don't know how to fix it of.

Yan Yunhe was stunned. Although he always knew that Yinniang was addicted to money, he never thought that it would be so exaggerated.

Yinniang was also a little embarrassed, and stuffed the book into her bosom: "The fortune teller said that I am short of money this year."

Yan Yunhe: "...is this gold?"

"You don't understand, there is a golden house in the book." Yinniang retorted.

Yan Yunhe no longer wants to say that the golden house in the book is not used in this way. If Yinniang's actions are seen by those nerds in the capital, they will point at her nose and yell at her in anger.

When the two entered the room, they saw a whole medicine cabinet standing in the middle, and a cabinet was placed decently, with a scale for weighing medicine on it.

Yinniang took out a medicine cabinet casually, and took out a cloth note from it: "Yu Qin who came with you is probably going back to Beijing."

Yan Yunhe raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

Yinniang raised the cloth strip in her hand: "The news came from the capital this morning that King Wu has entered the capital."

"What is King Wu coming back to do at this time?" Yan Yunhe just finished speaking, and immediately realized that he and Yinniang looked at each other: "The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven."

Yinniang nodded: "The capital will soon be mixed with fish and dragons, how could he stay in Yunzhou for a long time as a commander?"

There are still ten days before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky. After deducting the time required to travel from Yunzhou to the capital, the time is indeed urgent.

Yinniang said strangely: "And I don't understand how a mere gang of rogues can attract you two great gods. At this time, shouldn't you be busy with more important things?"

Yan Yunhe's hair went numb, and he looked at Yinniang suddenly.

A terrible guess emerged in his mind, he seemed to be able to guess where the gunpowder might be used again.

Emperor Cheng Jing was an excellent emperor, and he also had an extremely keen sense of crisis.

Why is he obsessed with Zhao Xiang, and why did he come to suppress the bandits? Is it really because of those obvious reasons, or has he already seen from various clues that there is a hidden treasure hidden under this seemingly peaceful capital? The waves are undercurrent.

Yan Yunhe immediately said: "I have a letter, you must send your bird to the capital immediately, and you must present it to His Majesty immediately."

Yinniang's cheeks blushed suddenly, and she twitched: "Ah... Could it be something bad."

Yan Yunhe twitched the corners of his mouth: "You try to give His Majesty an old crow every year, and you don't think there's anything wrong with it."

Yinniang stomped her feet: "That's the smartest Chirp I've carefully cultivated, isn't it better than those silly birds that the Yu Ma Jian gave him?!"

"There's nothing in the bird house of the Yumajian. Why can't it compare to your jet-black old crow?" Yan Yunhe said with a smile: "And which girl's family is giving crows to others."

Yinniang sighed: "If I don't give His Majesty something, he will forget about me who was exiled."

"I shouldn't have been fooled by His Majesty's beauty in the first place, and foolishly joined the Imperial City Division. Other colleagues are all in the capital, so why should I be in Yunzhou, which is not a shit?" Yinniang said while shaking her head.

Yan Yunhe felt the same way: "Indeed, beauty can deceive people."

Yinniang glanced at him: "It seems that the lady Chen Qing talks about is really a real person."

Yan Yunhe didn't know how many times he changed the subject today: "The one that pecked at me just now is very smart, let it deliver the letter."

Yunzhou is so far away from the capital, the crow must be very tired.

When Yan Yunhe finished writing the letter, he saw that the crow had been groomed black and shiny by Yinniang, and a small yellow scarf was tied around his neck for decoration.

"Removed." Yan Yunhe said with a headache while pinching the letter.

Yinniang slowly untied the champagne, and Yan Yunhe said: "The colorful ones tied around the feet are also removed."

After finally sorting out the mess, Yan Yunhe watched Yinniang tie the letter box to the bird's foot and let it go, then said: "I have to go back to Beijing immediately, and write down the things I want you to do and put them on the table gone."

Yinniang responded in a dispirited voice, Yan Yunhe couldn't help but slapped her on the back to wake her up: "Your Majesty is also something you can miss?!"

Yinniang almost fell from his slap: "Yan Huaiyang, do you want to fight! You don't care who I miss! Besides, why can't I miss it? I had the opportunity to enter the palace at the beginning, but I refused How is Your Majesty?"

Yan Yunhe snorted lightly, "You must have refused to enter the harem as a spy!"

Yinniang put on a serious face: "After all, I also have dignity. How can I bear to see that I can't eat? Your Majesty is going too far."

Yan Yunhe couldn't listen anymore, who was it that was too much.

But Yinniang is indeed more qualified than him to be wishful thinking, she is also His Majesty's confidant, even if she wants to enter the palace, it is a matter of minutes, and he was just pushed down from the mountain by the object of wishful thinking...

"Yu Qin shouldn't be returning to the capital so soon, I have to be one step ahead of him." Yan Yunhe said.

Yinniang raised her hand to attract another crow, and twisted its head like petting a pet: "He has already set off."

Yan Yunhe looked at her in astonishment: "What?!"

Yinniang took the black bamboo tube from the crow's ankle: "Just now, he changed horses in the post station, and he has left the city now."

Yan Yunhe's face turned blue: "I wounded him at least five times in the morning, and I hit him with a slap of eighty successes. His body is made of iron. He should also rest in bed now."

Yinniang wowed: "Are you so ruthless?"

Yan Yunhe: "He is more ruthless than me."

Yinniang glanced up and down at Yan Yunhe: "I think you got a little injury on your arm, don't be so delicate."

Yan Yunhe wanted to refute, but he was speechless for a long time.For a moment, Yinniang's sophistry made him feel a little guilty. Could it be that he was too ruthless?

After leaving Yinniang's place, Chen Qing was still reluctant to part, and cried with Zhang Rong for a while, mainly because Chen Qing was crying, and Zhang Rong was showing impatience.

After Yan Yunhe took Chen Qing on his horse, he galloped all the way. He had to return to the capital as soon as possible. Although he suspected that there might be an ambush at the memorial ceremony, he had to take Chen Qing to catch the person behind the scenes as soon as possible.

Otherwise, even if this time is prevented, there may be a next time.

In order to cover up his light-colored pupils, Yan Yunhe wore a mask that looked like a person from the Western Regions. The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is often the busiest time in the capital, and it is common for people from the Western Regions to come to the capital to see the bustling Kyoto.

Chen Qing pretended to be his entourage, and the two arrived at a small town not far from the capital two days later. It was very late and the city gate was closed, so they stopped traveling and rested at the inn in the small town.

After all the hard work, Yan Yunhe just entered the inn, he sat in the lobby and asked for food, and ate hard with Chen Qing.

Halfway through eating, Chen Qing's chopsticks suddenly fell to the ground, Yan Yunhe raised his eyelids and saw the source of Chen Qing's loss of composure.

The Yuanjia Road is really narrow, and the road is so wide, why can't Yu Qin go with him?

It was clear that they set off with both feet, but they arrived at this small town at the same time, and they insisted on staying in the same inn.

Yan Yunhe changed a pair of new chopsticks and handed them to Chen Qing. Chen Qing looked at Yan Yunhe and felt ashamed for his gaffe.

It was because Yan Yunhe was too calm, as if it wasn't Yu Qin who came in, but some other passerby.

Yu Qin asked for a room with the shopkeeper, and walked towards this side slowly, his steps showed a sense of frailty, Chen Qing glanced at him, and felt that Yu Qin was even paler than before, that kind of sickly paleness, Almost transparent.

He coughed muffledly as he walked, and still held a square handkerchief in his hand, looking like he was dying of illness.

Chen Qing ate noodles pretending to be innocent, praying in his heart that the other party would not look over.

Afraid of what would happen, Yu Qin stopped at the table of the two of them, and removed the veil from his lips: "Hu man?"

Chen Qing almost choked on the face in his mouth, when Yan Yunhe, who was sitting opposite him, said in a blunt tone: "What's the matter?"

Chen Qing was dumbfounded, because Yan Yunhe played a westerner who is not good at Chinese so vividly.

Yu Qin stuffed the handkerchief back into his sleeve: "What are you doing in Kyoto at this time?"

Yan Yunhe grabbed his beard and said boldly: "Come here to eat meat, drink wine and watch women!"

"Oh," Yu Qin's final voice rose slightly: "There may be a way to guide you."

Yan Yunhe casually wiped the lapel with the hand that had grasped the flesh, took out the crumpled guide, and handed it to Yu Qin.

When Yu Qin reached out to take it, the other party touched his hand gently.

The Hu man in front of him laughed and said something in Hu language.

Chen Qing didn't understand. He thought Yan Yunhe was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that Master Jin Yiwei in front of him smiled slightly: "Really? My hands are easier to touch than women?"

Yan Yunhe's laughter froze, and Chen Qing also froze.

"Didn't you speak Chinese well just now?" Only Yu Qin still looked at Yan Yunhe with a smile: "Why don't you speak it now?"