1. Xiao Wuzuo has not heard any rumors in the yamen, but he can go out and inquire about it.
Wen Xiaoyun was worried that someone would make things difficult for him when he went out to inquire about the news. Xiao Wuzuo smiled and waved his hand, "Shu Li Wen, don't worry, we just heard Wen Xiaoyun's words and sensed her close contact, and Bian Xiaohe's face instantly changed.
I was ashamed and turned into a red apple.
You must know that Wen Shuli is a serious scholar, and he is related to the famous Yin Tuiguan. Such a clean and handsome scholar, no matter how much he is looked down upon by others, he always has a few good friends. More
What's more, my master is so famous. Many of the clues in cases that are difficult for others to discover were discovered by my master.
You must know that Wen Shuli is a serious scholar, and he is related to the famous Yin Tuiguan. Such a clean and handsome scholar, no matter how much he is looked down upon by others, he always has a few good friends. More
What's more, my master is so famous. Many of the clues in cases that are difficult for others to discover were discovered by my master.
I will go out in a while. Instead of taking the main road, I will go closer to find some elders who are particularly good to me. I will definitely find out the news.
Wen Xiaoyun understood that what Xiao Wuzuo said was true. After all, the yamen was no better than outside.
People outside are afraid and disgusted with Wu Zuo, but many cases in the yamen rely on Wu Zuo for autopsy and injury examination, and there are many people who sincerely respect Wu Zuo's profession.
Wen Xiaoyun smiled and nodded. As if he remembered something again, he looked up at Xiao Zuo and added, "By the way, little brother, just call me Xiaoyun from now on. Don't come and go as you please."
We are about the same age and we will be brothers from now on."
Xiao Wuzuo's face suddenly turned red. He scratched his head in embarrassment and chuckled, "Well, then I will keep you high."
Wen Xiaoyun pretended to be angry and raised his hands as if he was going to beat him up, "My brother, you are so polite, but you are looking down on me, and you don't really want to take advantage of my brother."
Xiao Wuzuo quickly waved his hands and begged for mercy, "Xiao...Xiaoyun, don't be angry, can I tell you--" As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wuzuo saw Wen Xiaojun's hand raised higher and became even more angry. He had no choice but to quickly change his words, "Follow me."
Xiaoyun, you are a brother, I am not happy enough. Please don’t be angry."
Wen Xiaoyun then put down her hand and nodded with satisfaction, "That's about the same. That's more. Little brother, what should I call you in the future? It's always the longer one and the shorter one, and it's not smooth either.
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Xiao Wuzuo looked at him for a moment, then lowered his head and whispered shyly: "My real name is Bian Xiaohe. Before I was born, my father went to the Saarhu River to fight. But he never came back.
When I was twelve years old, my mother remarried to the Yang family in another village, so I changed my name and surname. Everyone called me Xiaoyang, and Xiaoyun was our brother. Just call me Xiaohe. I used to be my best friend.
My uncles and aunts all call me Xiaohe."
Hearing this, Wen Xiaoyun's eyebrows moved unconsciously.
Her heart was touched even more. She finally understood why the Yang family in the Yamen had such an attitude toward Bian Xiaohe.
His stepfather is only a distant relative of the Yang family, and since he has no blood relationship with the Yang family at all, it is easy to understand why he is looked down upon.
Bian Xiaohe, who has been without a father since he was a child, must have endured a lot of hardships over the years. Otherwise, he would not have cared so much about his previous name.
In his eyes, only behind the name Bian Xiaohe can he find a sense of reassuring intimacy and familiarity.
Wen Xiaoyun raised her hand and patted Bian Xiaohe heavily on the shoulder.