Chapter 18: Danger (1)

The supper in Di Renjie's study had just been removed. Di Chun personally presented the master's favorite Huzhou purple bamboo tea. When asked Di Renjie that there was nothing else, he left the study and rushed to the wing room that had just been packed out of the East Centaurus. He came to the gate of the East Centaurus and bumped into Chen Huai who was coming hurriedly. The two smiled at each other, and Di Chun called out, "Hey, General Chen, are you here so soon today?" Chen Huai smiled and said, "There are many distinguished guests today, and I always have to come and take care of you." Di Chun reached out to invite him, and the two walked into the Yuedong Gate of the East Centaurus together.

Two servants came towards him and reported to Di Chun: "Master General, you have to clean up all the rooms. Come and take a look." "Okay." Di Chun continued to chat with Chen Huai as he walked: "General Chen, come and see the house that Yang Linxin cleaned up?" Chen Huai nodded: "Well, I just want to come and have a look." He glanced at the servants who followed him and smiled, "What? It looks like a lot of mobilizing?" Di Chun sighed unconsciously, leaned over to Chen Huai's ears, and complained in a low voice: "That's not that, our master didn't know what evil he had. He offered a poor scholar who didn't know his origin as a Buddha!"

Chen Huai laughed: "Your sir may not care so much about Buddha." Di Chun shook his head repeatedly, sighed and came to the wing room, opened the door and walked around with Chen Huai. The three-room house had been cleaned and the windows were clean. The bedding on the bed was completely new. The desks on the study on the left were all available. There were all the pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the study. Under the wall, there were carved lattice nanmu bookcases, which were neatly filled with the four books and five classics and other classics. Di Chun pinched the bedding and touched the window lattice. , bent down to check the cleanliness of the green brick floor, Chen Huai looked around and couldn't help but quip: "This Yang Lin fell into the green clouds with a fall. I don't know what luck he had, which made our general manager Di Chun so nervous. I said Di Chun, have you never taken care of my house so hard?" Di Chun hummed and said: "What luck? Dog luck! I'm not for the sake of the master, I haven't seen him so interested for a long time..."

Chen Huai nodded slightly and walked to the north window. He saw a pot of plain orchids standing upright. Although it was not blooming, the faint and cold orchid fragrance was still refreshing. He bent down slightly, took a deep breath of the fragrance of flowers, and asked curiously: "Master, have you even thought of flowers and plants?" Di Chun was stunned and curled his lips and said: "I don't have this kind of interest. This is what the master gave special instructions. General Chen, you said this is really strange. A poor candidate from Lanzhou, even if he is a little knowledgeable, the master cherishes talents, and there is no need to invite people to live at home. He even thought of putting flowers in the house. He just told me to buy a few new clothes for him. This is for his biological child..." Speaking of this, Di Chun suddenly stopped.

Chen Huai's mouth sneered in a sneer that was not easy to detect. After all, he was the chief executive of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even in front of the most familiar person, he still maintained the bottom line and would never say anything he shouldn't say. So he blew up and said, "Sir, I really like orchids. I see that there are a lot of them in his study. Alas, he still values ​​literati and never thought of putting flowers in the house of me, a martial artist." Di Chun scratched his head: "Ah? General Chen, do you love this too... In fact, I ordered the gardener to set flowers for every room in the mansion, but the house you lived in was originally General Li, and he never put flowers in the house, so the gardener has always followed this rule..."

Chen Huai said casually: "So that's the case, why? Does General Li hate flowers and plants?" Di Chun thought for a while and said: "It doesn't seem to be true. I only remember that he told me once a long time ago that he would feel uncomfortable when smelling the fragrance of flowers." Chen Huai looked at Di Chun with attention: "Oh, there is something like this..." Di Chun asked again: "Then General Chen, will you put flowers for you in the future?" "No, I actually don't love these things either. Thank you, the general manager."

The two walked out of the wing side by side, Chen Huai asked, "Is Yang Lin still in the adult's study?" "Here, after dinner, the master called Yang Lin to the study to chat, but it was very intimate." Chen Huai couldn't help but shook his head: "It's really rare for adults to act like this. It's nothing else. I'm worried that Yang Lin's origin is unknown. If there is any special purpose, it may endanger the adult's safety..." Di Chun frowned and said, "Who said it was not? General Chen , I have to be more careful. But seeing Yang Lin’s powerless look, he should be unscrupulous. "Chen Huai nodded, and saw that he had already walked out of the East Cluster Courtyard, then said to Di Chun: "I'll go to the adult's study room, the chief manager, just go busy." Di Chun smiled sly: "Okay, I'll send someone to the entrance of the study room in a while, and ask you to bring it in for him."

Passing through a path with lush grass and trees from the east crossing courtyard, you will come to the back wall of Di Renjie's study. At night, the deep courtyard is hidden under the sunny moonlight, no longer giving people a solemn and solemn feeling like the daytime, but it seems quiet and lonely. On the path paved with pebbles, grass emerges from the gaps, and stepping on the feet seems to be elastic. Chen Huai's steps of practicing martial arts all year round are light and steady, and it is silent all the way. It is already April, and even after night, there is still a chill in the air, Di Renjie is still accustomed to hiding the window sash and leaving a gap, allowing the gentle breeze of the spring night to float into the study with the sweetness of the grass and trees in the yard to soothe the solemn atmosphere in the room, and calm the hard mood.

Chen Huai stood quietly by the window. He could clearly hear the conversation inside the room through the gap. The silhouettes of Di Renjie and Yang Lin sitting on the side of the couch were also obvious. Yang Lin sat near the window, his shaped face looked pale than during the day. Chen Huai seemed to hear his nervous heartbeat through the window. Chen Huai frowned. Such a fragile and timid personality was really embarrassing to use... He quietly changed the angle and carefully observed Di Renjie's face after the candlelight was beaten. His face was clearly full of love and concern. Chen Huai sighed secretly. He really didn't expect that it was just a possibility that Di Renjie could devote such affection. Xie Lan, is he really too important to Di Renjie?

The conversation in the room was going on intermittently. Then Di Renjie asked kindly, "So, did you grow up in Lanzhou? Your father is Yang Ren..." Yang Lin said, "My father Yang Renli died of illness when he was young. I, I don't remember him at all. My mother raised me alone, helped me with servants, embroidery, and was displaced. It was not until I was teenager that I settled down near Lanzhou." Until now, because Di Renjie has always been very friendly, Yang Lin was not as nervous as at the beginning, but there was still a trace of trembling sound in his throat.

Di Renjie was silent for a while and spoke again with a kind look: "Yang Lin, you just said that your mother raised you up by embroidery and sent you to study poetry and books. It's really not easy." "Yes." Yang Lin lowered his head and looked sad. If it were normal, Di Renjie would have noticed the other party's strangeness, but today he was obviously immersed in his thoughts and did not pay attention to it. Instead, he continued to ask: "You just said that your whole family moved to Lanzhou after you were ten years old. So do you know where your parents are from?" Yang Lin shook his head blankly: "Mr. Di, Wansheng has also asked his mother, but she has never answered directly, and only said that the past is not mentioned, so Wansheng will not ask again later." "Oh, that's it..." Di Renjie stared at Yang Lin intently, with a faint doubt on his face fleeting.

Chen Huai was a little stunned when he heard it outside the window. Although he had explained Yang Lin in advance that he had to be vague about Di Renjie's question about his life experience, he was facing the world's number one detective. Chen Huai was really worried about whether Yang Lin's answer would reveal flaws. Unexpectedly, Yang Lin dealt with the conversation just now, which not only maintained a sense of mystery, but also made Di Renjie unable to judge. The most important thing is that Yang Lin's sincere and natural attitude is unquestionable.

Yang Lin did tell the truth. From childhood to adulthood, He Shuzhen was so evading whenever he asked about his life experience. Today, in front of Di Renjie, Yang Lin's truth has greatly helped him. He is not able to deceive Di Renjie. Once he lies, he will make the other party suspicious. But by some reason, Yang Lin chose the most suitable method in this situation: tell the truth.

The study room fell into silence again. Chen Huai was thinking outside the house whether he should go in and adjust the atmosphere and let Yang Lin temporarily relieve himself from Di Renjie's interrogation, but heard Di Renjie speak again: "Yang Lin, did you make that orchid poem by yourself?" Chen Huai's muscles suddenly tense up. He listened attentively. Inside, Yang Lin replied in a daze: "No, no, it was Wansheng copied it from an old folding fan. The poem was not used for scrolling, but Wansheng liked it to relieve boredom. I don't know, why it was put into the scroll..." "Oh, is that true?" Di Renjie's thoughtful eyes turned to Yang Lin. Yang Lin quickly lowered his eyelids, and his hands were squeezed into fists, and his palms were already sweaty.

Chen Huai's heart also jumped up. He walked quietly to the door of the study, hesitating whether to push the door and enter when he heard Di Renjie say, "Yang Lin, did you ever bring the folding fan you mentioned with you?" Chen Huai took back his right hand, which was halfway through, and looked in through the crack of the door with his breath.
Chapter completed!