sunset fever

No one has ever seen what happened to Wen Moqing when she died. What spread was the letter she left before her death. The words looked like her handwriting. It was said that it was pressed under the safflower porcelain teacup on the table. On it was written: Yu Yu said The matter of persecuting laborers in the construction of the palace, avenging justice for the poor, was secretly investigated by the current sage, and he wanted to plug my mouth, so he took my life lightly. Aspiration, a lifelong wish

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It was snowing all over the sky that day, and some people scattered the printed last letters on the street. For a while, the people were mournful and angry. Even those who did not understand political affairs on weekdays were moved by the propaganda of Wen Moqing's ambition, so they sighed even more.

The special envoy came in with snow flakes on his head and shoulders. He was not very old, so he saluted very solemnly and said, "My lord, the city is in chaos today. Do you need to change a quiet house for you?"

"I live quite comfortably here, and I know what's going on outside, but the words 'take my life lightly' and 'shackles' in the suicide note are all nonsense, tell me, you these days discovery."

Zhong Qingming brought the tea in and went out again.

The special envoy said: "I went to the construction site of the palace to check. Because the weather was getting colder, the mud, water and engineering work was stopped, and the people left were moving the stone tiles. According to the rumors among the workers, the beatings and abuses did happen. They were not distributed in time, and food and accommodation were even more difficult.”

After Chen Bizhen frowned, he rubbed his chin and said, "Master Zhao and I will handle this matter personally, and we have never thought of reducing the money. In this way, it is a matter of the builder in charge."

"I thought so too at the time," the special envoy said slowly, "Later, I found out that the project was handed over to Yaotai's border officials from the very beginning, and he assigned all the tasks, so there were many intermediate participants; Zhang Xing, who said that he was doing the accounting, was a former confidant of the prefect of Yaotai. Man, he was ordered by the magistrate, probably the two of them worked together to steal the money."

A wisp of bitter tea flowed down his throat. Chen Butian sat quietly and sighed. He raised one brow and asked after a while, "Do you have any evidence?"

"We are rushing to verify."

"Okay," Chen Bizhen replied softly, nodding his head, and said, "You have time to work."

The special envoy retreated without further explanation. After Zhong Qingming came in, he saw that Chen Bizhen was in a bad mood, but time was running out, so he had to ask what should be asked.

"My lord, the issue of presenting the altar has not yet come to fruition, Yaotai is in turmoil, should we leave immediately?" Zhong Qingming asked.

Yan Xiu replied: "The case is basically clear, and the rest will be handled by a special envoy. I am still worried about Mr. Yan's safety, so I have to go back soon."

"Yes."

Zhong Qingming was busy preparing the chariots and horses, but there was still a lot he didn't know; Chen Bizhen sent a secret message, referring to several people who were secretly looking for Yan Xiu's whereabouts in Yaotai. the truth.

When the snow stopped in the afternoon, Zhong Qingming accompanied Chen Bizhen in the car. Chen Bizhen said in a loud voice, "Look at the indignation of the people in Yaotai, which led to the disorder of business and industry today, and the suppression by officers and soldiers, so some people were bleeding and injured... In such a snowy day, there is no purity at all." The sense of tranquility is not pretty at all.”

"It's not anyone's fault." Zhong Qingming replied.

Chen Bizhen sneered, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the car window, looked out, and said: "If there is no practice palace, these things will not happen. The world has never been a piece of land drawn on paper after abbreviation, nor is it a piece of land. Listing the names of regions on several sheets of paper is a very wide world, so wide that no one can go through it, and it is really impossible to judge it.”

The snow on the tree fell down with the wind, and it was falling on his face, and some of it stuck to the tip of Chen Bizhen's nose. He reached out to catch it, but he didn't catch it, so he pushed his lips and sat upright again.

Chen Bizhen said: "I had a dream that day. I dreamed that I was still the crown prince, drinking and playing with them in the Qing Palace..."

The meaning of the words was not finished, Chen Bizhen looked straight ahead, suddenly felt a little blurred in front of his eyes, and he became sober again in a blink of an eye.

"My lord, I'm going to drive for a while, and check around to see if it's safe." Zhong Qingming went out, but Chen Bizhen only nodded in response to him, feeling drowsy, so he leaned back and squinted for a while.

The sky was getting darker, the snow was covering the sky and the ground was covered, and the wind was still. Before reaching the next lodging in front, the sun had set. Standing by the window of the inn, Chen Bizhen blew loudly towards the white mountains and rivers far away. whistle.

Yan Xiu was living like a fool, because no one has yet said why he was arrested. He guessed that it was Tan Songting who met on the street that day, and guessed someone else, but he couldn't prove it at all.Grandma Thirteen is always there, cooks light meals, sweeps the house casually, boils hot water, and brings them to Yan Xiu's room. Yan Xiu only knows that there is a clump of dry bamboo outside the yard, and he feels his throat scalding. Powerful, drinking more water is useless, and then I know I am sick.

In a strange place that is not very comfortable, it would be the strangest thing if you were not sick.

Grandma Thirteen talked neither too much nor too little, and she didn't choose the main ones to say, but it was always old gossip, and Yan Xiu couldn't guess whether she made it up or not.Yan Xiu asked her for some medicine, but she said, "No, I don't know the way, so I can't go out, people usually bring things here."

"Then let me go out to the yard, and I'll tell your master myself." Yan Xiu was lying on the bed, his chest hurting so badly, and he began to cough aimlessly.

He is a doctor, but now he can't heal himself, probably from the water, or from the breath, when Yan Xiu couldn't bear it, he closed his eyes, and the thirteenth grandma always waved his hands Go out, this time, did not agree to Yan Xiu's words.

It was useless to meditate, and there were bursts of painful retching in his throat. Yan Xiu heard the sound of bamboo leaves trembling outside, the soft sound of the wind, and the thirteenth grandma pouring out some water...

Yan Xiu was half lying down, leaned over instantly, and spat blood on the ground.

He didn't vomit a lot, the blood was warm, and the rest was flowing down the corner of his mouth, Yan Xiupin felt a sour smell, the root of the disease he left when he fled since he was a child was still there, so he couldn't stand the oppression, and his whole body felt unwell .

A few days later, Yan Xiu's body became weaker and weaker. He didn't want to use outer mountain witchcraft, but he couldn't do it at this time, so he searched for bronze utensils in the room, and found light poison that was pressed in the dark to ward off evil spirits. Thirteen Grandma came in and asked him, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's not very good." Yan Xiu said after wiping off the dusty oil lamp.

"You can't die, if you die, it's useless."

Yan Xiu lowered his head and asked softly, "Are you from the Poetry Society or from the court?"

"I don't know what poetry club is. You rarely have the idea of ​​running away. Be honest. I heard from them that they will take you to Yangjing in a few days. At that time, someone will tell the whole story."

Yan Xiu didn't vomit blood a few more times, but the pain in his chest became more and more swollen, he didn't ask any more questions, lit the oil lamp, and used the copper utensil again, preparing to get some witch medicine to eat.

Tan Songting appeared not too late or too early. When he came, Yan Xiu had just finished the poison, so he asked, "What is this?"

"The poison found in the corner of the cabinet."

"You, don't be impulsive." Tan Songting really became anxious. He overturned the bronze vessel, causing the sour powder to spread all over the ground. When he sat down in a good mood, he suddenly smiled when he saw the pale Yan Xiu .

He said: "It really is you, I guess, you are not from Wen Moqing."

"Let's not talk about this for now. We are going back to Yangjing soon. At that time, you have other things to do." Tan Songting was talking, and the thirteenth grandma came in again. This time, she was carrying a black painted plate with a pot inside. There are bowls, bowls and spoons.

Grandma Thirteen said: "Take the medicine first, the doctor said it is very useful."

Yan Xiu was still sitting, and the Thirteenth Grandma poured out the medicine and brought it up again. He lowered his head and sniffed it, and he knew what kind of smell it was in. Although it was not the medicine for the medicine, it should still be useful.

Tan Songting said: "When you arrive in Yangjing, someone will naturally find a good doctor for you."

"I am a doctor myself, don't you know?" Yan Xiu took a few sips of the medicine, raised his head, looked at Tan Songting, and said, "You'd better let me go quickly, my life is not a concern, but if it is because of this Delaying someone else's chance to heal their illness is a great sin."

"Did you delay the emperor, or did you delay the queen mother?" In Tan Songting's eyes, all the pretense suddenly faded away, sharp and cold again, everything was about to be confessed.

Yan Xiu took a slow breath and said, "I don't know which faction you belong to, but I'm just an ordinary imperial doctor, and I have never participated in any disputes between the court and China. It is useless for you to take me."

Tan Songting smiled, stood up, put his sleeves behind his back, and said, "If you don't understand, I won't explain it to you. Let's listen to the arrangements from above when we return to Beijing. Then, you will know."

After speaking, he went out, Yan Xiu sat still, his mouth was still full of the bitter taste of medicine, he saw that Grandma Thirteen was still there, so he said bluntly, "I wrote the prescription myself, you Go catch it for me."

"No."

Yan Xiu said calmly: "I have no position or belief, only money. If you want to keep me for your use, at least treat me better."

As he spoke, he walked towards the bed. His legs were weak and trembling. The blood on the ground was still a deep red puddle. Yan Xiu lay down and began to feel drowsy. sleep.

Water was dripping outside, but there was a salty smell of blood in his nasal cavity. Yan Xiu lifted the tip of his tongue and coughed. In a trance, he thought that the "tick" outside was also blood.

He wanted to go back to Yangjing, but Chen Bizhen's journey was not peaceful. He met robbers who went down the mountain for the winter, so he scattered the money. On the snowy ground, later, I found a small pharmacy in the market town, bandaged the wound, and got some medicine to take. After returning, it was already a few days later, and it was almost night in Yangjing.

Chen Bizhen was taken back by Zhu Yunian to rest, and Zhong Qingming just went to the Imperial Medical Office to see his injuries, Qin Jiang should rest, Zhong Qingming met her on the road, she said: "You go to Zhao Yu, he is here at night. "

Zhao Yu is here, Xi Jing, so he doesn't go home often, he is sitting at the bottom of the steps in front of the house, drinking a bowl of soup, he watched Zhong Qingming come over, and greeted: "Master Zhong, long time no see .”

"It's a good thing to see the doctor less often." Zhong Qingming hung his left arm, still in the mood to joke, he walked straight into the room, Zhao Beak followed him in, and put down the bowl.

"Wait a minute, I'll prepare it." Zhao Beak went to prepare the equipment for the wound, and it came after a while. He put down the plate and saw Zhong Qingming sitting on the warm couch, so he also went up and knelt down.

The two are the same age, but their personalities are very different. Even though they grew up in rich places, they each think about different things. Therefore, for a while, not knowing what to say, Zhao Yu concentrated on helping him remove the arm. cloth, exposing the nearly two-inch horrible wound.

"Weapons are made." Zhao Yu said.

Zhong Qingming was born thin and strong, with blue blood vessels on his arms. He had been working hard for a long time, his lips turned pale, and he said, "It's a knife."

"It's too hard to be a servant, how can your parents be willing?"

"No regrets."

The thoughts of the two seemed to be at odds with each other, and they couldn't find a warm spot to match at all. Zhao Zuo remained silent, concentrated on washing the wound, applying medicine, and then wrapped it up for him.

Zhong Qingming is not a person who doesn't talk too much, he said slowly: "You haven't finished eating, it's cold, go and eat."

"No, we are like this on a daily basis. There are many people in the palace. Sometimes when we get busy, we can't even eat, so it becomes a habit." Zhao Beak helped Zhong Qingming tidy up his clothes, and then he went down from the collapsed building, and someone else came in. Bringing the hot water, Zhao Yu brewed some scented tea and handed it to Zhong Qingming.

Zhong Qingming remembered something, and asked, "Have you seen Mrs. Yan in the past few days?"

"I haven't seen you for half a month." Zhao Yu replied.

Afterwards, Zhao Zuo went to work alone. He sorted out a pile of prescriptions, tied them together with other deputy envoys, and put them away. When the work was over, it was already pitch black outside, and there was no one else in the room. Put it on the table, and there are a few bubbled camellias left in it.

It's time for Fushan to cool down. Xiao Tanqing became the wife of Yan's family for a few days. She dressed in new and beautiful clothes, and she was able to manage the affairs of the family and the pharmacy better. Yan You's medical skills are still improving , and forced himself to let go of the chic and rebellious past, and became a person who wholeheartedly inherited the family business.

It was a sunny day, and Xiao Tanqing picked up a truckload of goods at the back door of Nanpu Hall. She told the waiter, "Be careful, I'll go out when it's cleared up, and I need to pick up a patient."

"Don't worry, ma'am," said the man.

So for a while, Xiao Tanqing walked from the alleyway behind the door, and then walked along a row of low houses. When she arrived at the busy street, she found a thin willow tree and stood there, beside a shop selling white sugar cakes. pick.

After waiting for a long time, I saw a figure in white clothes not far away, a tall man with a slender and immortal figure, he held a folding fan, came over, and smiled at Xiao Tanqing, He made a bow and said, "Ma'am."

"Master Qi, just call me Tanqing." Xiao Tanqing also returned his greetings.

The two of them saw each other and moved forward together. Xiao Tanqing led Qi Ziren to the main entrance of Nanpu Hall and entered the hall. Yan You was looking over the account there. He raised his head and greeted: " Boss Qi, let me invite you inside first."

Xiao Tanqing stood there, watching Qi Ziren follow Yan You in, she directed someone to boil water to make tea, and took Yan You's unfinished account book.

The eyes are on the ledger, but the mood is not. Xiao Tanqing has never seen Qi Ziren a few times, but she can go back to a trance, and regard him as Yan Xiu. She lowers her head, confused, and the pages of the ledger are crumpled up.

After a sunny and cool afternoon, Yan You and Xiao Tanqing wanted to go back. They used to go, but today, Yan You got a horse from somewhere, and he asked, "Are you a horse?" Want to walk slowly?"

"My lord, I can't catch up with the horse." Xiao Tanqing is still very respectful to this day. She raised her head and spoke to the horseman, and the red sunset glowed all over her body.

Yan You suddenly fell silent for a moment, and said, "You're still called Young Master..."

He didn't finish his words, and Xiao Tanqing didn't dare to say anything more, the horse was shaking slowly, and the sun was getting lower and lower.

"Come on." Yan You lowered his hand, and after Xiao Tanqing inspected it, he slowly stretched out his arms to lead him, and finally sat down in front of him; Yan You turned the horse's head, and the two headed towards Yan's mansion .

A flock of black birds scattered across the sky.

Yan You asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking..." Xiao Tanqing was slender and handsome, and she didn't look like someone six years older than Yan You. She spoke in panic, and said slowly, "I was thinking about what I should really call you."

"My husband." Yan You's deep voice sounded.

Xiao Tanqing pursed her lips, not knowing what to say. She felt that Yan You's chin was rubbing against her face, so she closed her eyes. She was a little presumptuous for a while, and she could actually pretend that the person behind her was Yan Xiu .

Xiao Tanqing made a small sound: "Husband."

"I know," Yan You suddenly smiled, and said, "You like your brother and have been with him since you were a child. I know you miss him, but I do too. Don't feel guilty about me. After all, it wasn't because of loving you at that time." I just married you."

The horseshoes are beating, the sunset is red, passing through the street market in Fushan, and then looking at the shimmering water.

Xiao Tanqing said: "Second Young Master, I really want to take care of you. I have no resentment. I remember all the kindness you have done to me, so I have to spend the rest of my time paying back."

"My husband." Yan You instructed.

Xiao Tanqing felt that Yan You was kissing her on the cheek twice, a little arrogant but also gentle. Xiao Tanqing blinked her clear eyes and looked forward. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. up.

Yan You said: "There are two people in the kitchen, you don't have to be busy in the future."

Xiao Tanqing didn't answer his words immediately because she hadn't recovered yet, she hastily argued: "I'm not rich now, I can serve you, otherwise what should I do?"

"You rest," Yan You replied, "Be your wife."

"No, how can..." Xiao Tanqing frowned, pinched the back of Yanyou's hand in a hurry, and said, "I can do this well."

Add another weak sentence: "Husband..."

"It's useless for you to refuse. I've already paid them the monthly money." After Yan You finished speaking, he took another breath. He put his head close to Xiao Tanqing's ear and asked her in a low voice, " What if brother really comes back?"

The mountaintops in the distance are all red, and the Shanshui River is moving forward in a mighty manner.

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