Yan Pengfei sat down until dawn. The shop had run away and no one lit a candle. He rubbed his eyes unhappily, and got up and walked outside the door.

It was very cold in the morning. Yan Pengfei shivered and looked around. The door had already opened. The guys were muttering and complaining.

This was a morning that was no different from the past, but Yan Pengfei felt that he was in hell and was suffering.

He reached out to disturb the fog he had come out, and Yan Pengfei shouted to the man who was pushing a cart to sell breakfast, "Come on ten pot stickers."

Since the first freshly launched the pot sticker with vermicelli and egg skin, this food has become popular in the streets and alleys. From ordinary people to officials and nobles, few people don’t like to eat it.

The cart came over and the vendor uncovered the lid of the pot, and the white mist and the fragrance suddenly emanated.

"Look, this is fryed with charcoal and chicken soup. One side is browned, and the crust makes people reluctant to eat..."

Yan Pengfei stood outside the door and was eating pot stickers, but there were too many ten pot stickers, so many that he had to the throat and started rolling his eyes, but he was still eating.

The vendor continued to sell pot stickers around. When he came back, he saw Yan Pengfei kneeling on the ground and vomiting, and a pool of vomit on the ground was steaming.

"Father...Brother..."

Yan Pengfei supported the ground with both hands, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and tears fell down.

The fear that had been accumulated for a night was like iron claws grabbing his heart, making him feel unable to breathe.

"father!"

A tender voice came, Yan Pengfei felt as if he was struck by thunder. He slowly raised his head...

A girl of five or six years old stood in front of him. She was wearing a small cotton jacket and holding a handkerchief in her hand, and handed it over timidly.

"father……"

"Lan'er."

Yan Pengfei took the handkerchief, reached out to touch the top of her head, and then looked over and saw his wife and two sons.

"Husband..."

"father!"

Yan Pengfei's tears slid down again, and he howled in tears.

Gradually, the family was hugged each other, not sure whether it was to relieve themselves or to cry for sadness.

People from the big market gradually gathered around, and sighed endlessly.

"Is this a disaster?"

"It's probably because he was not sorry for his father and brother to roll his eyes when he was doing business outside the Yan family, but he had to smile everywhere. This is thanks to His Highness's scrutiny and did not count his family."

"Hey! He will have some trouble in the future!"

“Why?”

"Hey! Mochou has actually returned to the big market?"

A group of people saw Mo Chou, wearing a hat, following his brother and a nanny, and two big men following him, coming carefully from the front. A carriage was following behind.

"That's Xing He Bo's servant!"

...

Mo Chou also saw the family crying with his head in his arms, and asked his brother to tell her the whole story in a low voice.

"Why!"

Mochou sighed slightly, asking his brother to hear the compassion inside, and said, "Miss, don't pity them, the rumors they made may kill people!"

Seeing that Mochou was still a little pity, he asked his brother to snort: "Miss, don't worry, Yan Pengfei will definitely send someone to follow him all the way, and give him some food and clothing on the way. The whole family will definitely not die. Otherwise, those saliva can drown him!"

Mochou has been raising her baby in the yard during this period. Fang Xing often walks with her, and then discusses what clothes to make for the child and what toys to prepare.

Mochou thought this was happiness. She was very grateful to God for giving her such a man and happiness. At the same time, external news was cut off by Fang Xing.

"Hey! I want to have a brother, go and send that girl a wooden puppy made by the master."

The brother-in-law shook his head and said, "Miss, uncle has got his family. This is his enemy. Why do you still give her something?"

Mo Chou lowered his eyes and said, "I used to be summoned from Jinling from Jinling to Jiaozhi. I will never forget that journey. This child is obviously frightened. Give it to her so that she can be happier."

I hesitated for a while, and then went to the carriage to find the wooden dog.

"My lady gave it to you."

Yan Pengfei and his family were almost crying. Just as they were about to go in, they asked their brother to come over with a wooden dog and hand it to the little girl.

The little girl looked up at the fierce brother who wanted to beg for her and shook her head timidly.

Yan Pengfei was about to refuse, but he frowned and stuffed the little wooden dog into the little girl's hand, saying, "My lady gave it to you. I told you to make your daughter happy and don't be scared. Let's go!"

Yan Pengfei and his family watched their brother walk to Mo Chou, and whispered a few words. Then Mo Chou looked back and smiled gently at the little girl, and then he was surrounded and left.

"Lan'er, let's go in."

Yan Pengfei called his little daughter, and he still had a lot to do, and he couldn't wait.

The little girl's eyes followed Mo Chou's figure until she disappeared, then she looked down at the smooth-soft wooden dog.

The wooden dog is not very vivid, but the traces of hand-painted polishing can be seen from the edges and corners. It is very smooth and will never hurt the delicate skin of the child.

"Lan'er, come in!"

Yan Pengfei, who was still scared, came out to summon his daughter. When he saw the woman holding the wooden dog tightly, he said, "Dad will ask someone to make a bunch of them for you another day."

Yan Pengfei, who has not been dealt with, has a wealthy family, so he will naturally not betray his daughter.

Lan'er nodded and followed her in, but she touched the smooth turning points, then looked back and took another look.

There was no more Mochou and others behind him, and the big market started to be busy again, with people coming and going.

Just like the sun rises and sunsets, constantly circulating.

...

The Yan Bingxing family was taken down and caused a sensation in Jinling. The Dongchang first announced the charges and evidence, and then the Duke of Wei came forward to fight against counterfeiting. Therefore, Yan Bingxing's reputation was trampled underground, and he changed from a respected scholar who later had some minor flaws to a hysterical conspirator.

The public opinion in Jinling City is like a dead grass on the wall. After a night of wind, it changes direction.

"Yan Bingxing is a fool! A total fool!"

Wang Yuan was drinking tea, and on the small table in front of him, the pine cones in a small stove were burning red, flashing.

The small kettle was steaming, and Huang Jian picked up the kettle and brewed a cup of new tea and handed it to Wang Yuan.

"Teacher, please try it."

Wang Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip, praising: "Great water, good tea!"

Huang Jian smiled and said, "Teacher, Yan Bingxing's biggest mistake is probably to let Yan Pengju do this. Yan Pengju was a little tragic and actually went to find his own students. Isn't this asking for death by himself?"

Wang Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the mist rising from the teacup and said lightly: "Since the illegitimate child was exposed by Fang Xing, Yan Bingxing's reputation has plummeted. How could anyone help him do anything?"

Huang Jian suddenly realized, "Yes. But Yan Bingxing shouldn't have acted at this time, and it's not too late to wake up and leave. That's the time."

After a while of silence, Huang Jian smiled and said, "Teacher, what Fang Xing said at Yan Bingxing's family is quite controversial. I guess many letters and bullet pens have already been on the road at this moment, so he is so proud."

Wang Yuan pondered: "Some of those students were confused by him when they scolded him. It can be seen that this person's tricks of bewitching people's hearts can be useful, such as an antelope hanging on its horns, without any trace. However, he was impulsive and would inevitably pay the price."

Huang Jian nodded and said, "His words completely denied the role of the Imperial College. The Imperial College in the North and South will definitely cause trouble for him. There are also those ridicule of literati, some of which are even heartbroken. They are too arrogant and even crazy. Your Majesty will not tolerate him being so presumptuous, and most of them will be punished."

Wang Yuan smiled and said, "That's true. Otherwise, the people in Peking would probably be in a mess. Those civil servants would not be foolish and compare themselves to being useless."

Huang Jian smiled and said, "Your Highness must regret it."

"Who knows?"

Wang Yuan took a sip of tea calmly and said lightly: "Cause and effect, cause and effect, sow the cause and effect, no one can surpass it."
Chapter completed!