After ten days of nervousness, Han Ping'an was very tired and sleepy. When Lin Jun settled down in the inner house, he went back to the front yard where he was avoiding the assassin to take a shower and go to bed.

Li Yu was worried about his father's safety and did not dare to return to the military city, nor did he dare to cry and disturb Ruyi's husband's rest.

I was afraid that Sanlang would be annoyed, so I didn't go to Lin Jun to help me plead with her, and I was even more worried that Sanlang would ignore her. The only thing I could do was to serve the Ruyi Lang Jun well.

Seeing Yin Niang blunt her mouth at Sanlang who was tossing and turning on Hu's bed, she suddenly reacted.

He quickly picked up a few pieces of Sanlang's clean clothes and ran to take a shower to change into the bed. Encouraged by Yin Niang's eyes, he climbed onto the bed with a little shyness.

Yin Niang brought her to the door, thinking that she would finally stop coaxing her brother to bed, and she could finally have a good night's sleep.

His sleeping posture is too irritating, snoring, drooling, and his hands are always touching.

Now that Li Yu is sleeping with him, he can touch him whatever he wants, even if he gives birth to a baby, it will be fine.

Thinking that her younger brother was still a child, she might have a child, so she couldn't help laughing.

At this time, there was a sudden movement behind me.

I turned around subconsciously, no one was there.

Looking up, a figure flashed across the roof.

She didn't even bother to think too much, and driven by instinct, she rushed over and stepped on the ladder on the wall, and jumped onto the roof quickly.

She was as light as a swallow and reacted very quickly. She only supported the wall with her left hand throughout the process, without any unnecessary movements, and almost no noise was made.

The man who had just climbed onto the roof was stunned and looked at her foolishly, looking incredible.

Yin Niang slowly let go of the surgery and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing here?"

Qu Tong calmed down and pointed at the inner house quickly: "I will rest behind you, Sanlang, please let us be more vigilant."

Yin Niang remembered that her brother seemed to have explained to him, looked at him and asked, "Then why don't you go to the inner house?"

"There are personal guards of the envoy in the inner house, and they will not let me in."

Qu Tong was shy and rarely talked to women. He was so nervous when facing the Han family’s little lady, and hesitated for a moment and said nervously: “The terrain here is high and you can see clearly.”

Thinking that he was hiding under the grape trellis in the west courtyard that night, Yin Niang looked around and asked curiously: "You are going to squat under the base of that wall."

Qu Tong nodded and didn't say anything.

Since the first time I saw him, Yin Niang inexplicably felt that he gave people a very familiar feeling.

Later, I learned that he was born in the horse thief's nest in the sea and grew up in the night watch team. I finally understood where that familiar feeling came from.

"It's cold outside, wear more clothes and don't get frozen."

Yin Niang whispered a message, turned around silently and returned to the yard along the ladder, gently pushed open the door and walked into her house.

Thinking of a night watchman staring at the roof who had been fighting on the vast sea for so many years, he suddenly felt a sense of security. He sat down with his knife in his arms and fell asleep shortly after a while.

That night, she didn't have nightmares anymore.

I slept very peacefully, fragrantly and steadily. After sleeping with what my younger brother said, I woke up naturally, but I didn't wake up by myself, but was actually woken up by Huang Dafu.

"Young Master, Envoy Lin asked his personal guard to ask if the porridge was ready."

"I've been ready, come and help me take it over."

"promise!"

"Yu'er, when my sister wakes up, you can eat first, don't wait for me."

"Sanlang, I don't have the heart to drink porridge..."

"Your father is my father-in-law. Can I watch my father-in-law beheaded? Don't worry, he won't be able to do anything if I'm there."

"Um."

...

Envoy Lin slept very well last night and got up very early today.

After hearing An Fuyan and Han Shimei and the others reported the results of the handling, they saw Han Ping'an and the guards holding the casserole coming in, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Everyone, are you hungry? If you are hungry, try the lean egg porridge made by Saburo together.

This peeled egg is original to Saburo, and this porridge was also figured out by Saburo. He taught me how to cook it, but my chef just couldn't cook it like Saburo."

An Fuyan stood up and smiled and said, "Thank you Zhongcheng to give you porridge, Sanlang, and I will also serve a bowl of it."

Han Ping'an picked up the spoon and helped him serve it. He smiled and said, "Grandpa Jun, your cook is actually very good. The taste is almost the same, but there is only one thing missing."

Envoy Lin took the bowl and asked curiously: "What's missing."

"There is no filial piety of my grandson."

"Hahaha, OK, that's right. Grandpa smelled it. There's really a filial piety here."

"It's a bit hot, drink it slowly."

"Okay, let it cool here first."

Envoy Lin put down his bowl gently and sighed: "Sanlang, your father and the general have been verified all night, and finally understand the hidden truth of the Cao Duman rebellion. He told you exactly what you said last night. This case was well investigated."

Han Ping'an asked proudly: "Grandpa Jun, is this case exciting or not? Isn't it strange?"

"It's wonderful, tortuous and bizarre. If it weren't for what I saw and heard with my own eyes, my grandfather wouldn't believe it."

"Since you even feel the excitement of Grandpa Jun, I'm relieved."

"Don't worry?"

"I plan to invite a few scholars with great writing to write the story of investigating this shocking case into a wonderful and exciting version of the book, tentatively named "Han Gong Case". For example, what happened last night is called "The Envoy looked at the night with his lights and protected his loyal ministers when he saw the clouds."

Lin Jun was amused and laughed and scolded: "How old are you? If you return to Duke Han, your father dares not call himself Duke Han."

"Let me find someone to write when I get old."

Han Ping'an smiled and said with a gaze: "After writing it out, just like Baiyun Temple, you will find more craftsmen to engrave and bind them into books, print more than 100,000 copies, and transport them to Chang'an, Luoyang and other places for distribution. It is not enough for free to send it to people all over the world to circulate it.

The Secretariat, Hongwenguan, Chongwenguan, Copyright Bureau, Sijing Bureau and Jixian Institute, all have to send a few books to each.

If I have a lot of money at that time, I can even hire some eloquent people to go to a restaurant and a brothel to preach according to the book, and someone will definitely like to listen to it."

Lin Jun was almost laughing and pointed at him and asked, "Do you want to be famous for yourselves by writing books?"

"Grandpa Envoy, I am thinking of writing books, but I want you to be famous for all ages. I am looking for a little girl with lights, and I am Grandpa. I will protect my loyal ministers from the sky. This loyal minister is Uncle An."

"This is a good idea. Grandpa will definitely be gone by then. Remember to burn a few copies for grandpa to see."

"You can always live to be 120 years old, and you will definitely be able to watch my great works."

"I'm going to make my grandfather happy again."

The old man in front of him had a rough career, and he was almost exhausted and was demoted to the Western Regions. He could not even retire and return home, otherwise the political enemies in the court would have said that he had resentment towards the emperor.

In recent years, Han Sanlang was able to make him happy.

An Fuyan sighed secretly and couldn't help looking at the in-laws who had just gotten last night.

Han Shimei smiled, but her eyes looked at the portrait of the thief at hand from time to time.

Lin Jun had long seen what he was worried about, so he took a sip of porridge and asked with a smile: "Sanlang, did the portrait of this thief painter draw according to your oral description?"

"Yes, he has never seen Wu Kun before, so he can only draw as I said."

"In this way, this little painter is indeed extremely talented."

"Grandpa Jun, don't you want him to draw a picture for you? I think it's not good enough to draw with charcoal. I asked him to figure out the paint early this morning. As long as he can prepare the paint and give him a few more days to practice his skills, he will definitely draw more lifelike at that time."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Ye Le is really in vain."

Lin Jun nodded with relief, then changed the subject: "Sanlang, you said last night that the official named Huang Bowen went to Chang'an. Can you tell grandpa what you asked him to go to Chang'an to do?"

My father looked a little nervous, and even An Fuyan's father-in-law looked very strange.

Han Ping'an suddenly realized why Lin Jun asked these questions, so he simply took a plan.

"There are rumors that I am the illegitimate son of the princess and my father. No matter how I say I don't care. People say I am a lunatic, I don't care, but they can't slander my father and the princess.

In order to keep an eye on the face, I asked Pantuo to draw out the appearance of my mother and my aunt, and asked Huang Bowen to take her to Chang'an to inquire."

"Nothing!"

Han Shimei suddenly stood up and scolded, "Danger, how dare you...how dare you..."

Han Ping'an looked innocent: "Dad, I have read your notes and letters. I have known that you and my mother have a deep affection. It is impossible for you to have an affair with the princess and aunts as rumored. I just want to give you a clean break."

It seems that having a son who is too smart is not all good.

An Fuyan is one of the few insiders. Knowing that his in-laws were really anxious, he quickly grabbed Han Shimei: "The person hasn't gone very far, it should be too late to chase him quickly now."

Han Ping'an smiled and asked knowingly: "Uncle An, who are you chasing?"

Before An Fuyan could speak, Lin Jun looked up and asked, "Sanlang, do you know why grandpa didn't agree to let you continue to deal with those monsters last night."

“Why?”

"Grandpa knows that you are smart and it's easy to deal with those monsters and monsters, but you are still young and have a long road in the future. You don't have to do those things because of a few monsters and monsters."

"Grandpa Jun, did I do something wrong?"

"I did nothing wrong and did a good job. Grandpa was very pleased. He just promoted the lawsuit and was not favored by gentlemen after all, otherwise there would be no saying that "the wise man is the last one, and the military strategy is at the end."

Lin Jun looked at Han Shimei, who was so angry that he was trembling all over, and then said, "Actually, grandpa regrets asking your father to be the prosecutor, and he shouldn't have let him come to Ye Le as the military supervisor, otherwise there wouldn't be so many things that almost killed your father and son.

In short, if you really want to become an official, you should be a beautiful official, and don’t be an official who is wary of being annoying wherever you go. Even if you have to do something, you can let others do it. You are so smart that you must understand what grandpa means.”

Among the county lieutenants, the thief captain has the lowest status.

Among the six ministries in Chang'an, the Ministry of Justice is also the place that scholars least want to go.

If you think about it carefully, you will always poach people's privacy and check them out, which is really not likable.
Chapter completed!