The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 1000: Secret Report

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Red sleeve move.

Standing on the bank of the Qinhuai River, Yan Xiwen looked at the brand-new boat moored on the shore, and raised the corner of his mouth. Is it still a red-sleeved boat?

Times have changed, and without Hu Qin and Hu everyone’s red-sleeved moves, there is no soul.

Zhuo Liuyun was still half drunk, and the wind and snow by the lake were a bit heavy. He shrank his neck and tightened his clothes, and asked: "Do you still remember the song 'Wonderful Ningmei'? The song he changed, Liu Sung by Yan'er."

Yan Xiwen naturally remembered that it was the autumn of the ninth year of the Xuanli calendar. He had just entered the official career and was about to take up a post in Yao County. Several friends practiced it for him in Hongxiu Zhao.

On this red sleeve move, he met Fu Xiaoguan again. Fu Xiaoguan changed the song, and Liu Yan'er performed the song Wan Ning Mei extremely exquisitely.

"At that time, there were Fang Wenxing, Zhang Wenhan, Zhou Tianyou and An Liuyue. By the way, where has Zhang Wenhan been transferred to now?"

Zhuo Liuyun thought for a while, "I was appointed as the magistrate of Xinzhou, northwest of Beijing, and worked under Brother Mo Wen."

"Where is Zhou Tianyou?"

"It seems to be under the hands of Ning Yuchun Ning Daotai."

"Oh...it seems like those classmates of ours are still okay now."

Zhuo Liuyun grinned, "He is not a ungrateful person after all, he remembers it all."

Yes, he should remember.

Yan Xiwen sighed, "Brother Zhuo, do you think he will be lonely in Guanyun City?"

Zhuo Liuyun was silent for a moment, "How many emperors are not lonely?"

Is that why he really wants to be a small landowner?

Yan Xiwen laughed at himself and shook his head, "Let's go, get on the boat, I'm afraid they are all here."

The two boarded the red-sleeved building boat and were led by the maid to the second floor. Sure enough, they heard the sound of Qin Mowen and the others making drinking orders.

There is a big umbrella on the deck of the second floor, and two people are sitting under the umbrella.

Yan Xiwen saw these two people - the eldest princess Yu Shurong and the former eldest prince His Royal Highness Yu Wentian.

He walked over and saluted, "I have met His Highness!"

Yu Wentian turned sideways. Yu Shurong accepted the gift and raised his eyes to look at Yan Xiwen, but his eyes fell on Zhuo Liuyun's face.

"Master Zhuo, what a trick!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The two of them stopped talking, leaving Yan Xiwen stunned and confused.

Yu Wentian didn't know either. He didn't ask about this because he only cared about Hongxiuzhao's business.

"Please go up and take a seat, Mo Wen and the others are here."

Yan Xiwen thought for a while, but sat down here, "Don't worry, let's blow in the cold wind to sober up."

When Zhuo Liuyun heard this, he also sat down.

Yan Xiwen looked at Yu Wentian and asked, "How is business?"

"It's okay, some old friends from the past will take care of it."

"You...should not go down this road."

Yu Wentian grinned, "You shouldn't. My original ambition was to guard the borders of the Yu Dynasty all my life as a soldier. But now that the Yu Dynasty is gone, what else should I be guarding? Why don't I retreat and return here to be a human being?" A good husband and a good father, I feel quite stable now... I feel at peace in my heart, which makes me feel much better."

"Perhaps," Yan Xiwen's eyes focused on the Qinhuai River. There were still many boats with bright red lanterns floating on the river as before, "Actually, nothing has changed."

"No, things have changed a lot. The boat business on the Qinhuai River this year is said to be much better than last year."

"That's getting better."

"Yes, it's getting better."

"The territory of Daxia is wider, and your talents should not be wasted here."

Yu Wentian was silent for a long time, his face a little desolate, "He wrote to me twice, but I didn't reply to him. I don't know how to go back. I am a member of the royal family of the Yu Dynasty, and he did not kill me. You still want to enable me, I’m grateful.”

He took a deep breath, "But I am the royal family of the Yu Dynasty after all. After all, I feel uncomfortable guarding the territory for him. Instead of doing this, it is better to operate this red sleeve trick. Maybe one day he will come to Jinling again, I can also have a drink with him at this red sleeve."

Yan Xiwen also thought for a moment, but after all he couldn't persuade him, "You can do something else to make a living."

"Forget it, I'm not a business person."

"Where's my sister-in-law?"

"Take care of the kids at home."

"Do you like this kind of life?"

Yu Wentian did not answer. He also looked at the quiet Qinhuai River. Do I like this kind of life?

In this turbulent era, it is a good time to make achievements, but here I am running a painting boat that is on the verge of bankruptcy.

I am a big man with a knife, running a painting boat... He laughed at himself, "You guys go up, don't keep Mo Wen and the others waiting for too long."

"...Okay, let's stay and have a few drinks."

"Okay!"

……

After all, they embarked on different paths. In Yan Xiwen's opinion, Yu Wentian longed for the battlefield.

It's a pity that he has to spend his whole life on this boat.

The red sleeves were sailing slowly towards the Qinhuai River, and the sound of piano music and singing sounded on the third floor. It was the song "Wan Ning Mei".

I am complaining in vain

An idle concern

One is the moon in the water

One is the flower in the mirror

……

On the same night.

The heavy snow in Guanyun City has stopped, and the starry sky is bright.

In the yard at the end of the Broken Water Bridge, the lights were dim.

There is a stove burning in the west wing of the yard, and sitting next to the stove is Fujiwara Noriho.

She was looking through this piece of music, which was also the song "Wong Ning Mei".

Her little mouth was slightly humming. After humming for a moment, she seemed to have a feeling, so she took a piano and placed it next to the stove.

Her hand fell on the piano, the piano played, and she sang along with it. The piano was melodious and the singing was melodious. She seemed to be intoxicated in the music, and she didn't notice a person standing at the door.

Fu Xiaoguan took Liu Jin and secretly left the palace, and he came here.

He didn't walk in, as if he was worried that the footsteps would disturb the heavenly sound.

Fujiwara Norihiro's singing was a little jerky, but it was even more amazing than when I heard Liu Yan'er back then.

Maybe it's her ethereal voice, or maybe... it's the empathetic emotion she sinks into it.

...If there is no romance

I met him again in this life

If there is a romance

How to end up with nothing in mind...

Imagine how many tears there would be in my eyes

How can autumn flow to the end of winter

Spring flows into summer...

Fujiwara Noriho burst into tears.

Fu Xiaoguan quietly turned around and left the yard, never going to see the woman again.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Return to the palace."

"Okay."

"Wait a minute, after the New Year, you let her go back to the Far East Road with the passenger ship."

Liu Jin was startled, "Sir, even if I were beaten to death, I wouldn't tell you about this!"

"Go away! It's not what you think. Get her some craftsmen who know how to produce cans and can boxes, and tell her that she can make a lot of money from the fish, shrimp and seafood products from Ezo and sell them inland. Silver."

Is Your Majesty going to give that woman a fortune?

"Don't say it was me who said it, let's go, this matter ends here!"