Xiao Qinghuan

As soon as the clapper of the third watch rang, someone knocked on the back door of Yushitai.The people who had been waiting inside hurried forward with lanterns in their hands, and pulled the latch to let in the few people outside.

There were so many yamen servants in Yushitai, Xing Shuo couldn't make arrangements for his confidants with great fanfare, so he could only send them out, and came to meet them personally at Leuye.

It was the first time that Mr. Yin Xing of Jingzhao Mansion ran an errand in the middle of the night since he took office, and he found it very novel.In addition, Yan Qing brought two more tightly wrapped people into the door, so he couldn't help but take a second look, "... who are these two?"

One of them took off his hood, frowned and said, "It's me."

Zhuang Yi's outer cloak was found temporarily for tonight, and it didn't fit well. The fringe of the neckline was not well done, and the wind always blew into the neckline. Now he is not comfortable, and he doesn't have a good face when he speaks: "It's a cold day Yes, are you allowed to enter the door?"

Xing Shuo didn't know Zhuang Yi for the first time, and he didn't get angry with him, he just smiled and stepped aside: "Naturally."

Yan Qing locked the door behind his back, came over and nodded apologetically at Xing Shuo, "I'm afraid it will take some trouble to remove the bone-piercing chain on Xiao Han's shoulder, but Young Master Zhuang is quite skilled in medicine, so I asked him to help. "

"It should." Xing Shuo said politely: "My sedan chair is parked outside the main entrance, and I will use it in a while. The guards patrolling the city are assigned by Jing Zhaoyin. There is no one on the road tonight, sir, don't worry."

He was so thoughtful that even Yan Qing couldn't help saying gratefully: "Thank you for your help."

Xing Shuo is a middle-aged man with an honest face, he doesn't seem to have any pretensions.He was wearing a dusty cotton overshirt, and he was leading the way with a lantern in his hand.

Tonight on the winter solstice, Xing Shuo ordered a whole roasted mutton in this name, and dragged all the guards in the prison behind to drink in the front yard.

Zhuang Yi cautiously poked his head out from behind Cheng Yuan, seeing that there was no one in the apse, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

The creaking sound of stepping on the snow is very obvious in the quiet night, and the front yard not far away is brightly lit, and the sound of shouting, talking and laughing can be heard faintly.Zhuang Yi grasped the hands of the people around him nervously, and said worriedly, "They won't come over suddenly... If my father knows that I come to Yushitai to steal people in the middle of the night, he will break my legs."

Cheng Yuan let him hold him with a good temper, and said in a gentle voice, "Mr. Zhuang, this is to save people, not to steal people."

Zhuang Yi realized later, let him go, and said angrily: "I...I didn't mean that!"

Xing Shuo took out a shiny copper key from his bosom, opened the door of the heavy prison by the light of the lantern, and accepted the words smoothly: "I naturally know that you don't mean that, but if you speak louder, One point, I'm afraid I have to recruit people."

Zhuang Yi couldn't speak more than two mouths alone, so he turned his head angrily, and ignored them both.

Yan Qing didn't want to watch their farce, he was very anxious at the moment, wishing he could drag Lord Xing to take two steps quickly.

In the heavy prison, Jiang Xiaohan was instructing Jiang Ying to move the brazier out, saying that it was disgusting and dazzling.

"Fan Rong fell strangely, no matter how you look at it, it looks like His Majesty's handwriting." Jiang Ying moved the brazier to the corner, wiped his hands, and said casually: "Now Master Yushi Taixing is in charge, Your Majesty is afraid that you will die , or do you simply want to pick up the son and go out?"

"Your Majesty is in such a good mood." Jiang Xiaohan half-closed his eyes and snorted, "It's probably because Ah Qing's master let go, and His Majesty can't take care of me."

When Yan Qing came earlier, Jiang Ying happened to be not in the heavy prison, so she didn't know the twists and turns between Ning Zongyuan and Kunlun.

"Young master said—"

He stopped in the middle of his words, Jiang Xiaohan exchanged a glance with him, and at the same time turned his head to look in the corridor.

Jiang Xiaohan listened carefully to the sound of small and messy footsteps from far to near, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Oh, it seems that they are indeed here to pick me up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Shuo turned into the prison with a lantern in his hand.Poor Mr. Xing, who has no strength to restrain a chicken, was helped all the way by Yan Qing, and now his legs are still shaking.

"Master Xing, are you in such a hurry to send me out?" Jiang Xiaohan sneered unceremoniously: "The rice grains from Yushitai can't be opened?"

Seeing him teasing Xing Shuo, Yan Qing felt a little sorry, and coughed with red ears, indicating that enough was enough.

Jiang Xiaohan pursed his lips with a smile and stopped talking.

Xing Shuo didn't notice the quarrel between the two of them, wiped the sweat from his forehead, threw the already extinguished lantern to the corner, and sighed, "Thank God, my lord, you can go out, what's so stupid in this prison Is it a place. I said at the beginning, no, no, you have to make such a fuss, and suffer these crimes for nothing."

Xing Shuo is a real civil servant. He has been soaked in books since he was a child, and it is difficult to carry a bucket of water.Every day, Jing Zhaoyin’s parents are short-sighted, and there is no bloody Yushitai. Since he took over, he has seen Jiang Xiaohan’s bloody virtue every day, and he is reluctant to look straight at him. Come and complain to him once: "You said you, I said it earlier, just look for something. Other excuses are just calling you sick at home, you have to—”

"Master Xing—" Jiang Xiaohan sighed: "To be honest, the housekeeper and grandma in my house are not as good as you."

Fortunately, Xing Shuo has always had a good temper, otherwise Jiang Xiaohan would have to beat him up based on Jiang Xiaohan's unknowing virtue.

The two doctors, Zhuang Yi and Cheng Yuan walked slowly, and walked in between talking.

When Jiang Ying saw Zhuang Yi, she subconsciously took a step towards the dark corner of the wall.Zhuang Yi strode in, saw Jiang Xiaohan first, and was almost taken aback by his tragic appearance: "...you, what are you doing!"

"As you can see, I won't go into too much detail." Jiang Xiaohan raised his eyelids weakly: "Little Master Zhuang, are you here to help, or to watch the excitement."

Yan Qing walked forward silently, wrapping his right hand around Jiang Xiaohan's back so that he could lean on him, picked up the bone-piercing chain and looked at it.The angle of the chain is very tricky, if you want to force it apart with internal force regardless, it may hurt Jiang Xiaohan.

Yan Qing looked around and didn't have any clues, so she couldn't help feeling a little anxious: "How can I solve this thing?"

Xing Shuo didn't know this, Jing Zhaoyin never used lynching, at most it was rod punishment, he had never seen such tricky things.

"There is a built-in lock on the bone-piercing chain. If you try to break it, the blade as thin as a cicada's wing will penetrate into the flesh." Jiang Ying said: "It can only be pulled out."

As soon as he made a sound, Zhuang Yi realized that he was there, and turned his head to take a deep look at him.There were too many people on the sidelines, so Zhuang Yi stopped talking for a moment, and finally just stamped his feet angrily, and went to Jiang Xiaohan's side.

Hearing this, Xing Shuo quickly took out a small silver ring, stuck it in the buckle on the back of Jiang Xiaohan's shoulder bone, and untied the iron chain around his shoulder. After a little comparison, he found that the remaining part was about one Forearm length.

Cheng Yuan was more comfortable than Zhuang Yi in dealing with injuries. He inspected Jiang Xiaohan's wound, and then estimated the length of the remaining iron chain. He couldn't help feeling a little worried: "This chain is too long, if you take it out, the wound will definitely bleed... ...Master Jiang, can you hold on?"

"I don't think so." After Zhuang Yi finished his pulse, he put down his hand and shook his head: "He has hurt his foundation in the past few days in prison. If he can't stop the bleeding for a while, I'm afraid it will be dangerous."

"I was the one who asked." Jiang Xiaohan gave him a white look: "Did you ask?"

"I can't even ask you." Zhuang Yi said angrily: "You should at least hang yourself with medicine."

It must be too late to decoct the medicine, excluding the delay in getting in and out, it only takes an hour and a half if it is fully calculated.

Yan Qing frowned and said: "There is always a mechanism on torture instruments, why is this thing so difficult to understand."

"The bone-piercing chain seldom needs to be undone... There are nine deaths in heavy prisons, and the dead are not afraid of pain." Jiang Xiaohan took Yan Qing's wrist and rubbed it, smiled at him, and then turned to Cheng Yuan again. : "Excuse me, just smoke it, this thing has been bang for too long, I find it annoying."

Before Yan Qing objected, Jiang Xiaohan shook his wrist: "Ah Qing, go out and have a cup of tea with Master Xing."

Yan Qing subconsciously wanted to refuse: "No, I still—"

Jiang Xiaohan interrupted him without doubt: "Be obedient."

The bone-piercing chain has been locked for such a long time, and it will definitely not look good when it is untied.Yan Qing's heart was soft, Jiang Xiaohan didn't want him to watch, lest he have to blame himself and feel distressed afterwards.To Jiang Xiaohan, the pain was just a blink of an eye, and he just gritted his teeth and endured it. It just made the two of them feel uncomfortable together, which was not worth it.

Xing Shuo saw that the two of them were in a stalemate, adhering to the morality of life that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, he stepped forward to speak for Jiang Xiaohan.

Xing Shuo weighed his tone and said cautiously: "Young Master Yan, you have worked hard tonight, or... go out and sit for a while."

Yan Qing also knew that Jiang Xiaohan didn't want to let herself see him in distress, if he insisted on staying, Jiang Xiaohan would take care of his emotions.It's just that he was really worried, so he and Jiang Xiaohan each took a step back: "...then I'll be at the door."

Jiang Xiaohan smiled, and gently squeezed Yan Qing's hand when he got up.

Yan Qing promised that Jiang Xiaohan would hold back if he didn't look at it, he walked a few steps away, leaned back against the wall with his back to the prison door, and really didn't even look inside.

Seeing that Yan Qing really went out as promised, Jiang Xiaohan let go, gritted his teeth and said, "... let's smoke."

Cheng Yuan and Zhuang Yi are both doctors, and their strength is insufficient, if they can't pull out the iron chain all at once, it will make Jiang Xiaohan uncomfortable.Zhuang Yi helped him up and adjusted the angle of the chain before Jiang Ying walked behind Jiang Xiaohan and held the remaining length of chain.

Cheng Yuan took out a medicine bottle from his bosom, poured out a black pill and handed it to Jiang Xiaohan: "Time is running out, there is no good medicine, Mr. Jiang make a living... Press it under your tongue, and swallow it if you feel uncomfortable .”

Jiang Xiaohan nodded to understand.

Cheng Yuan untied a cloth bag from his waist and spread it out, revealing the silver needle inside: "Little Master Zhuang, please help Mr. Jiang to stabilize."

Zhuang Yi did as he said, he had never seen such a scene before, so he was inevitably a little nervous: "Mingyuan, if you... If it hurts, it's okay, there's no shame in it."

Jiang Xiaohan glanced at him, lowered his head silently, picked a clean inner lining from the hem of his clothes, tore it off, folded it into a thick piece, and bit it in his mouth.

"Let's smoke it." Jiang Xiaohan said vaguely.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ying exerted all his strength, and the cold and hard iron chain grazed his shoulder bones fiercely, and the minced meat and scalding blood poured out together.

This was more painful than Jiang Xiaohan imagined. He suddenly clenched the soft cloth in his mouth, and uncontrollably let out a painful sob, the veins on the back of his hand popped up, and his eyes were absent-minded for a moment.

Jiang Ying threw away the iron chain in his hand, quickly supported his back, and slapped and pushed a few big points on his meridians, barely helping Cheng Yuan stop the bleeding.

Yan Qing tried to repent a few times, but he forcibly endured it. It was not until Cheng Yuan called him that he finally rushed into the prison as if he had received an amnesty.

A few blood-soaked cloth strips were thrown on the ground. Seeing him enter the door, Zhuang Yi stepped aside consciously and handed Jiang Xiaohan into his hands.

Jiang Xiaohan's eyes were closed tightly, and he leaned against his arms weakly, cold sweat mixed with hot blood, and he couldn't wipe it off for a while.Cheng Yuan frantically applied medicine to his bleeding wound, Yan Qing managed to calm down his trembling hands, and fumbled to reach Jiang Xiaohan's right hand.He pulled Jiang Xiaohan's hand to touch his palm, and felt his rapid pulse with his index finger.

"Xiaohan?" Yan Qing asked.

Jiang Xiaohan didn't respond, if it wasn't for the pulse under his fingertips still beating, Yan Qing would have panicked already.

Yan Qing was careful, and almost treasured, bit by bit his internal energy to clear the blocked meridian for him.He took a deep breath and muttered to himself: "Next time... if you dare to act like this again next time, I will really be angry."

The severe pain made Jiang Xiaohan faint for a moment, and soon woke up on his own.

The palms he held with Yan Qing were slightly hot, and a soft energy flowed through his body along the meridians. Jiang Xiaohan took a breath of cool air intermittently, forcing himself to open his eyes again.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, so he smiled at Yan Qing first.For a moment, regardless of the presence of other people, he clenched Yan Qing's hand with his backhand, scratched his palm with his index finger, and coaxed him softly, "Don't be afraid."

Yan Qing's so-called anger is no different from the snow on Kunlun. It looks like a bluff, but when touched it turns into a puddle of water, and a few words of coaxing will make the past go away.

Seeing Jiang Xiaohan woke up, Yan Qing put all the angry remarks just now behind her, and asked with concern: "Does it hurt?"

"If I were a few years younger now, I would have to act like a baby and cry obediently. Unfortunately, I am old, and I will not be able to cry if I cry." Jiang Xiaohan tried to laugh: "I lost such a big baby for no reason. It’s a flattering opportunity, after thinking about it, I always feel that I’m losing money.”

The author says:

Tomorrow there will be...that...cough...candy. [Thanks to kamiyah, Dawang Wangwang for the fish food~Thanks to Chen Ye for the catnip~Thank you very much~