Lu Heng said: "We are not in a hurry to use it at the moment, it will be enough if we can free it up before the end of the year."

Wang Yanqing was slightly surprised and looked at Lu Heng silently. Lu Heng's neck was white and straight, and he looked forward calmly. From this angle, his jawline was extremely beautiful. Wang Yanqing retracted his gaze, thinking slowly in his heart.

Chang Tinglan came over with tea, and when she heard Lu Heng's words, she couldn't stop winking at her husband. Ji Huan looked hesitant: "The two of you are late. Our room has been rented to Brother Han. Brother Han has no relatives and no reason in the capital. If he doesn't have a house, I'm afraid it's hard to move. I can't do anything to chase people away."

When Chang Tinglan heard it, she couldn't bear it any longer: "There are so many empty houses in the capital, why don't they rent another house?"

Wang Yanqing swept over the two of them. Obviously, the couple had different opinions on renting a house. According to Jin Yiwei's information, Ji Huan and the next door have a close relationship. From this point of view, it is not all.

Lu Heng also frowned slightly and said, "We shouldn't be difficult for others, but I'm going to take the Qiu Wei exam next year, and I need a quiet place to prepare for the exam. I've heard for a long time that Jian'an Lane is full of scholars, elegant and quiet, and it's easy to find questions for the exam. It's just right for my cousin and me. I don't know who is next door, can you accommodate me?"

Lu Heng can be said to play the role of a down-and-out literati, and the selfishness in his words is vivid and vivid. Wang Yanqing watched Lu Heng's performance silently, and Ji Huan was also a little embarrassed, and said, "If it's someone else, that's fine, but my countryman lives next door. We have known each other for ten years. , I really can't tell."

Lu Heng asked, "When we came, we saw a lady going out to see a guest. Could it be their home?"

Ji Huan nodded: "That's right. Brother Han, like the two of you, are also cousins ​​who are married. What you see should be Brother Han's wife, Jian's."

Lu Heng nodded and wanted to persuade him again. Suddenly there were footsteps outside, and someone panicked and slapped the door next door, shouting, "Miss Jane, come out quickly, your men seem to be drowned!"

The author says:

Lu Heng: From now on, I am an unwilling literati.

Qingqing: Unwilling, text, person, which word matches you?

Chapter 89 Drowning

The voice next door was not small, and Ji Huan could hear it clearly. The room fell into a dead silence for a moment, and Ji Huan and Chang Tinglan were a little stunned. Then, there was a woman's mourning cry from the next door. There was a chaos of soldiers and horses. Many shouts and footsteps were mixed together, and Lady Jane ran out with the crowd.

Standing behind Lu Heng, Wang Yanqing silently looked at the expressions of everyone in the room, and suddenly said, "Is the person they said drowning your brother Han?"

Ji Huan and Chang Tinglan seemed to have finally recovered from their shock. Ji Huan half-opened his mouth and said in surprise, "How could such a thing happen to my brother and sister's family! Excuse me, I have to go to the river to watch it. Look, see if there's anything that can help."

Lu Heng nodded also, and said sadly: "It was fine just now, but such a tragic incident happened in the blink of an eye. Lady Jane is alone, weak and slender, how can she deal with such a thing alone? Brother Ji, the matter is It's not too late, let's go take a look."

Wang Yanqing glanced at Lu Heng silently, how could it be "we"? Ji Huan didn't notice the omission in Lu Heng's words, he nodded and walked out.

Lu Heng naturally followed behind. When they reached the embankment, many people were already surrounding them. The crowd pointed, and through the cluttered shadows, a woman could be seen lying on the ground, crying over a corpse.

When the crowd saw Ji Huan coming, the neighbors knew that Ji Huan had a good relationship with the Han family, and they were fellow villagers, so they consciously made way out of the way. Ji Huan squeezed out of the crowd. He saw the wet corpse under the willow tree. He felt sad and said in pain, "Brother Han, why did you go at such a young age!"

Ji Huan was in grief, and Lady Jane knelt on the ground and wept bitterly. When everyone saw this scene, they shook their heads and couldn't bear it. A middle-aged woman persuaded: "Ms. Jane, you all mourn and change. If you die, you should report it to the government. Go to the head of the police first."

As soon as these words fell, the voice of the official came from outside the shade of the tree: "Let me go, the government will handle the case, and the idlers will retreat."

The brawny man dressed as an official impatiently pushed the crowd away, and when the crowd saw that it was the official man coming, they quickly gave in. Wang Yanqing and Lu Heng stood at the back of the crowd, and they took a few steps back when they were disturbed. Lu Heng leaned over to support Wang Yanqing, Wang Yanqing took the opportunity to attach to Lu Heng's ear, and asked in a breathy voice, "What are you?"

Lu Heng glanced down at Wang Yanqing, and said quietly, "What image do I have in your heart? When you meet a dead person, you doubt me?"

Wang Yanqing silently looked at the "official clerk" who was pushing the crowd and cleaning up the scene in front of her. She had already recognized several familiar faces in the face-to-face meeting. Where is this official servant, it is clearly Jin Yiwei!

They don't know where they got the official messenger's clothes, and they came here to pretend to be Shuntian Prefecture. When the people saw that the official was coming, even though they didn't know the face, they would not report to the official again. As a result, the case was intercepted by them without knowing it.

The governor of Shuntian took the blame for Lu Heng without knowing it.

In fact, Wang Yanqing also knew that it could not be Lu Heng, but he said earlier that he would arrange an accident, and then Han Wenyan died. Jin Yiwei pretended to be an official of the Shuntian government to take over the scene. A series of coincidences made Wang Yanqing have to think more. Hearing that it wasn't him, Wang Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously, "Then how did they know there was a murder here?"

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