As soon as these words came out, the room was filled with silence, tearing apart the false peace that had been covered by the brief few days of getting along.

Although they had different temperaments when they were at Donglin Academy, they were not as wary and suspicious as they are now.

Just like he would not ask why Yu Qin wanted to vote for the Queen Mother, knowing that there was someone behind the rebellion.

Even if the Queen Mother tried to hide her ears and try to tell the world that she had never done it, she could save Yu Qin.

But no one with any sense will believe that the Queen Mother is innocent.

Yu Qin was looked down upon by others for this reason. He knew that this person might be an enemy, but because he wanted to save his life, he wagged his tail and begged for mercy from his enemies, and even became a vicious dog under his lord.

He is greedy for life and afraid of death, and has no integrity. The most important thing is that he is the grandson of Yu Changen. When the vassal king attacked the capital, Yu Changen fought with his back, and his power was with the country. He is so arrogant and ambitious, and his righteousness is so overwhelming that people admire him.

Zhuyu is in front of him. As much as Yu Changen is pitiable, Yu Qin is as hateful as he is.

Yu Qin looked away at him, nodded and said, "Sorry, I overstepped."

After saying that, he turned around the screen calmly and went outside.

This apology did not give Yan Yunhe any sense of victory, only fatigue and tastelessness, and the good mood of many days disappeared immediately.

Yu Qin's attitude seemed to be that he cared too much. The other party just asked casually, but he turned out to be more serious and was acting sentimental again.

He got up and put on his robe roughly without even drying himself off.

The inn was burning fine charcoal, without any smell of smoke, and the temperature was much higher than outside, which also ignited Yan Yunhe's heart.

His hair was wet and clinging to his back, soaking his thin middle coat, but he ignored it completely and strode out.

Yu Qin had just come back from the outdoors. His fur coat was covered with unmelted snow. He took off his fur coat and gently patted the remaining snow on it with his hands.

Leather cannot be kept moist for a long time, otherwise it will deteriorate.

But there is really no need to protect such rough leather.

Yu Qin's hands were red from the cold winter air. He didn't warm his hands by the fire immediately, but he was patting the snowflakes.

It seems that he cherishes this fur coat, even though it is far inferior to the pure white fox fur given to him by the palace.

Yan Yunhe strode forward, grabbed Qiu Yi, and wanted to throw it to the ground. He was in a really bad mood, so he wanted to provoke Yu Qin even more.

It seemed that he could only be happy if Yu Qin was in as bad a mood as he was.

But facing Yu Qin's eyes calmly staring at him, Yan Yunhe's raised arms suddenly froze.

For some reason, Yan Yunhe seemed to have seen his own end, as if he knocked down the meat naan in the temple out of anger, but ended up eating it in his stomach, and he was always the unlucky one.

Yu Qin glanced at his open lapel. Just now, he could only notice the knife wound in the water, but now because of his excitement, his plump chest kept rising and falling, and the dark red on his face became more and more distinct.

After closing the open window, leaving only a gap, Yu Qin ordered in a low voice: "Hang up the clothes." Yan

Yunhe, who was half mad, reluctantly walked down the steps and threw away the fur clothes. He sat on a chair to the side as a last ditch effort.

Yu Qin probably thought he was naive, and his eyebrows furrowed calmly.

Yan Yunhe suddenly felt cold, and found that the originally warm room quickly cooled down after Yu Qin came in, and the culprit was the window that was pushed open.

"What are you doing by opening the window?" Yan Yunhe asked dissatisfied.

Yu Qin picked up the fur coat and hung it up: "When the Jin Yiwei was investigating the case, they encountered a family of three who had their doors and windows closed while burning charcoal in winter. None of them survived."

Yan Yunhe really didn't have much common sense about this matter. He committed suicide in the Hou Mansion. Some servants were worried about this matter and went to the frontier. There was no charcoal to burn, so they relied on strong wine and thick iron to fight.

And when we arrived at the military camp, we realized how deadly the corruption in the military was. The Ministry of Household Affairs supplied supplies to the military camp, and encountered layers of exploitation. The winter clothes that should have fallen on the soldiers were not even warm and thick, not even for everyone.

Every year on cold nights and in the depths of winter, many soldiers freeze to death.

Most soldiers would ask their families to send them winter clothes through letters home.

Yan Yunhe concealed his identity and joined the grassroots. When he discovered this situation, he wanted to report it, but he was severely reprimanded by the company commander.

The company commander also has good intentions, and every year there are stupid young people who want to report this matter, but the class system in the military is stricter than anywhere else, and obeying orders is the first priority.

Even if the officer is really corrupt, wouldn't it still be your turn to condemn him as a mere soldier?

Yan Yunhe could only lie dormant until he gradually made meritorious deeds and showed his face in front of General Qi, then he found an opportunity to report.

General Qi is a good commander. He knows very well that if the soldiers cannot have food and clothing, it will not only affect their morale, but their combat effectiveness will also be greatly reduced during the battle.

Therefore, the matter of corruption, with the courage of General Qi and the help of Yan Yunhe, had been greatly improved from the year he arrived in the border area to the time he returned to Beijing.

Emperor Cheng Jing put him into the Shenji Camp, maybe because he took a fancy to this military experience.

Shenji Camp is located in the middle of Beijing. As a Beijing camp, the quality of equipment varies greatly.

The little emperor was ambitious. After capturing one of the three major battalions, he immediately sent Yan Yunhe to rectify it, intending to quickly increase the combat effectiveness of the Shenji Battalion in a short period of time.

But Yan Yunhe let him down, and Jin Yiwei took advantage of it, forcing the rectification to be shelved.

After Yu Qin hung up his fur coat, he said, "I just returned to the inn and saw a black bird circling here. I saw that the old bird rarely moves alone, so I was a little curious."

Yan Yunhe was surprised that Yu Qin was so sharp. .

He entered the room and opened the window, probably to see if there were any traces of birds on the window bars.

Needless to say, Yu Qin must have confirmed the bird's trace and only now deliberately mentioned it.

He is so smart and almost a monster, but he is an opponent, and an extremely difficult opponent.

If the insider uses crow to contact him in the future, there may be a risk that the information will be intercepted.

Thinking of this, Yan Yunhe looked at Yu Qin's fair profile and his teeth started to itch: "So you were worried about committing suicide with me. I thought you deliberately opened the window to freeze me to death."

After finishing speaking , , Yan Yunhe himself felt that he was being unreasonable.

Yu Qin sat at the table and poured himself a cup of hot tea: "If Mr. Yan is fully clothed, how can he freeze to death?"

Yan Yunhe tilted his body, and his butt fell only half of the chair, leaning against the edge of the table. The already loose lapel opened wider: "It seems that Mr. Yu is very dissatisfied with my disheveled appearance, and he doesn't even dare to look at me."

He smiled jokingly: "It reminds me of the eldest lady who has been living in the boudoir for a long time. Only You have such a powerful mouth that you dare not look around."

Yu Qin took a sip of tea and said, "Why don't I dare to look at you?"

Yan Yunhe also picked up the tea cup and played with it casually, sliding his fingertips along the edge of the cup. , like the porcelain-white and cold skin of a beauty: "Then look at me, young lady."