Inscription of Different Cases

"Don't move around, or the wound will open again."

He Yijiu let out a long sigh, and said again: "I want to eat."

"What to eat?"

"You can do whatever you want."

Han Lang had no choice but to toss about in the kitchen for a long time. He originally wanted to make a bowl of porridge, but it turned out to be mushy.In the end, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and bring it out, and sure enough, I saw He Yijiu grinning.

Han Lang glared at him, and he turned his head away and secretly smiled.After a while, Han Lang couldn't take it anymore, he stuffed He Yijiu into the bed without any seriousness, and sat down by himself.Seeing this, He Yijiu didn't bother him anymore, scooped up the foam floating on the surface, and then took a sip slowly.

"Less salt."

Han Lang put on a serious face: "After the injury, you should eat lightly."

"How did you come here for so many years?" He Yijiu asked with a smile while stirring the not-so-white porridge in the bowl.

Han Lang didn't want to talk to him very much, and said angrily, "Anyway, he didn't die."

He is now at He Yijiu's house.After the kidnapping incident was over, Han Lang was not seriously injured and recovered quickly.But He Yijiu's wound was too deep and he lost a lot of blood, so he was forced to lie on the bed for a while.Every day Han Lang came to take care of him after finishing his official duties. In fact, he felt that he would not be of much use if he came.But as long as he came, He Yijiu seemed very happy and drove everyone else out, leaving him alone.

He Yijiu has nothing to do here, but he likes to drag him to talk endlessly.The two have a lot in common, and He Yijiu is quite knowledgeable due to his own experience, and he doesn't feel bored after chatting with him for a long time.Han Lang also told what happened recently, the heads of that gang of kidnappers are now hanging on the execution ground, and it is said that they will hang them until next month, so as to serve as a warning to others.

Regarding this result, Han Lang had nothing to say, and even felt that it was not enough to relieve his hatred.The previous tragedies are still vivid in his mind. He was covered in bandages and was repeatedly called to the county government to ask him what happened in the prison.He confessed truthfully, but County Magistrate Qian was dubious, but in the end he let it go, and closed the case according to Yu Fu's family's intentional homicide.Anyway, there is no proof of death, big things are turned into small things, and county magistrate Qian has always handled cases like this, so others have nothing to say.

The only thing to be happy about is that the girl's parents have been found and have sent someone to send her back to her hometown.The other two stooped weirdos never said a word, and the yamen had nothing to do with them, and they were released after a few days.One of them looked for Han Lang before he left, with the same indifferent expression on his face, he refused to even enter the door, saying that he would leave immediately after leaving a few words.

"Thank you for saving us, but even if we are saved, we won't live long." When he said this, his expression was still calm, as if it had become rigid and rusty.

"What do you mean?"

The weird man shook his head, handed over a note, and said in a low voice: "If you have the opportunity, sir, check this place, it can be regarded as a good person who has done it to the end."

Han Lang unfolded it and saw that there were only four words Yunhai Villa written on it: "Where is this?"

The weirdo shook his head like a rattle, causing the twisted joints to click: "I can't say anything else. I wish you well. There will be no future."

"Hey--"

The weirdo had been prepared for a long time. After going out, he directly boarded a carriage and disappeared at the corner of the street in an instant.

"You said he left after leaving such a sentence?" He Yijiu frowned when he heard this.

"Yes," Han Lang looked a little worried, "What do you mean by him?"

"I don't know. This Yunhai Villa sounds like the name of a Jianghu sect, but I've never heard of it. Let me ask you when I have a chance."

Han Lang felt a little relieved after hearing this, but after a while he blamed himself: since when did he rely on He Yijiu so much?The other party obviously saw his troubles, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, Mr. He has contacts, and you are wise, wouldn't it be nice to add them together?"

Han Lang was a little embarrassed to be told that he was wise face to face, so he changed the subject and said, "I heard that you stayed with that child?"

"Who?"

"The little thief I caught before."

He Yijiu smiled: "Find someone to take him with him, so as not to cause trouble everywhere."

Han Lang raised his eyebrows: "If you hit my hand again, I will not be polite."

"Got it," He Yijiu bumped his ribs with his elbow, "Look, I've been careful in front of you, and I haven't done anything bad for so long."

Han Lang sneered: "You are wise."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a while, and asked as if he was remembering something: "Hey, speaking of it...did you say something when the errand was so desperate?"

"Is there?"

"Although I couldn't see it at the time, I could feel his gaze... He seemed to have been watching us for a long time."

He Yijiu rubbed his nose, and prevaricated: "You think we are in the way. He didn't say anything, you probably heard it wrong."

Han Lang let out an "oh" and didn't go into it further.But after he turned his back, He Yijiu's expression was a little strange, his eyes dodged and he glanced out of the window.He knew why Yincha looked at him, but he didn't dare to tell Han Lang.But Yincha's words were nonsensical, and it seemed that he was not speaking to himself.That's all, don't worry about it so much, anyway, I probably won't deal with these things again in this life.

After getting along like this for more than ten days, the relationship between the two has become better, and they have almost reached the point where they can talk about everything.One day Han Lang came to see him again, glanced at the dilapidated house inadvertently, and couldn't help saying: "Your place is really old."

Indeed, He Yijiu lived in the most dilapidated thatched house, a place even thieves would dismiss in the town.The windows are narrow, just two dark holes, and every corner of the small courtyard is filled with sundries, messy, like a garbage dump.But with these things, the concealment of this room is good. Han Lang came here for nothing, and no one seemed to notice.

"I just came to this town to help an old pockmarked doctor, and he gave me a thank you gift," He Yijiu waved his hand and said, "You are right, I should change places. This place is annoying after living for a long time, Mr. I feel like I'm going to have fleas on my body."

Han Lang made a pot of tea for the two of them, and took a cup for himself to sip slowly: "Then where are you going?"

He Yijiu suddenly began to look up and down at him with squinted eyes, and then smiled: "How about going to your place?"

"what?"

"I'm too lazy to find a place for a while, and I don't know anyone well," He Yijiu lazily changed his posture, leaning on the bed with one hand, leaning on his body and looking at Han Lang, "Why don't you make room for me? Well, I will be in charge of cooking for you, how about it?"

Han Lang looked very surprised, and was stunned for a while: "You live with me?"

"Why, no?"

Han Lang thought about it for a while, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.He doesn't hate He Yijiu, and from a selfish point of view, he likes He Yijiu's cooking skills, and he also thinks it's good to have someone to take care of his life.In fact, he completely forgot why He Yijiu cared about him so much. After knowing each other for so long, the relationship between the two seemed to have formed a pattern, and no one wanted to deliberately care about it or change it.

"Come if you want." Han Lang said.

He Yijiu shook the teacup in his hand, with a childish smile on his face: "Then it's settled."

On the day of the move, Han Lang was forced to go to the banquet by Qian County Magistrate, saying that he was specially ordered by the other party to go, and that he was the only one.County Magistrate Qian muttered a few words about this, and kept on talking about it, as if he was wondering how a county captain, Han Lang, could get such a great honor.Han Lang was confused, and only found out that it was the best restaurant in the town when he got there.The most luxurious hall inside was occupied again, and Yao Qizheng happily waved his wine glass, asking him to come over and sit down.

Han Lang is straightforward by nature and has always been tired of socializing, but at this time he had to bite the bullet and go up to be polite.Yao Xinlian wasn't there, and Yao Qi only talked about his parents' gossip when he was pulling him. From time to time, the topic would deliberately or unintentionally lead to Han Lang's wealth and experience.Han Lang felt that he had been living an ordinary life and had no enemies. At most, he could see some things he shouldn't have seen, and he ignored them. What was Yao Qi interested in him?

A social gathering is comparable to a fierce battle.When he came out, Han Lang was covered in sweat and his head was dizzy from exhaustion. He just wanted to find someone to pour out his bitterness on.The first thing he thought of was He Yijiu, who happened to pack up and move to his house.But when he passed by, he saw an unexpected scene as soon as he reached the door full of sundries.

"Surnamed He, get out of here!"

It was a strange man shouting at the gate of the courtyard, followed by a sobbing woman.The man wore silk clothes and a sword. He seemed to be a young man who had practiced martial arts.The woman was wearing a long green dress, a peach red tube top, and heavy makeup on her face, which was smeared with tears.Dressed up in the broad daylight, she is probably not a good woman.Listening to the content of the man's roar confirmed Han Lang's judgment even more.

"You surnamed He, you heartless man! It's unforgivable to break your trust! Xiaoqing, she misses you so much and waits for you for so long, yet you don't care, you are still human!"

The woman named Xiaoqing burst into tears after hearing this, and she was out of breath.He Yijiu leaned against the door with his arms folded, with an expression on his face as indifferent as cast iron, as if everything that happened in front of him had nothing to do with him, and he was just watching a boring farce.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the man became even angrier, and pulled out his sword in a "babble": "You villain, I must seek justice for Xiaoqing!"

After saying that, he slashed up with his sword, Han Lang couldn't bear it anymore when he saw this, and was about to step forward to stop him, when he saw He Yijiu's right hand swayed suddenly, the blade of the sword snapped off like a magic trick, scaring the silk-clothed man violently. Taking a step back: "You--"

"Where's the wild boy, he's noisy and disturbing, causing headaches." He Yijiu said, and deliberately yawned slowly, and looked at the two people in front of him arrogantly with a pair of blue eyes, "You are the little boy." Qing's new concubine? Well, it's good, I dare to risk my life so soon to stand up for you."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Xiaoqing, and when the three words "hurt your life" came out, both of them trembled in front of them.The man in silk swung the broken sword a few times as if emboldened, and roared, "You bastard! How dare you make fun of me! I'm—"

"The second son of the Lin family, isn't he? The one who opened the honey paste workshop." He Yijiu flipped the braids on his temples lightly, "Do you want to fight with me, or do you want to speak clearly?"

"You, you want to do it?"

He Yijiu sneered: "What's wrong with doing it? Could it be that you think you can take advantage of Master He?"

The man seemed to be choking, and did not speak for a long time.Seeing that she had lost her backer, Xiaoqing couldn't cry, wiped away the tears that flowed down her chin, and said aggrievedly: "Master He, you haven't visited my family for a long time, my family really misses you..."

"Then what do you mean by looking for this concubine?"

Xiaoqing burst into tears again, talking about life in poverty, being bullied by the madam, and thinking that He Yijiu could save her from the sea of ​​suffering, but in the end she couldn't wait for anyone.Then he said that this person is her friend, not a concubine. Hearing that, the silk-clothed man's face grew longer and longer, and finally said angrily: "What do you mean by that, huh? We agreed to come to him to seek justice, why? You turned around and turned back to him!?"

Han Lang figured it out, this Xiaoqing was supposed to be angry at first, complained to the silk-clothed man, but the man was dragged here on impulse, and then she saw that He Yijiu didn't seem to blame herself very much, and she felt that The idea of ​​​​updating the post came up.In short, it's the flamboyance of these brothel girls, who pity the second son of the Lin family, and are directly regarded as scapegoats.

He Yijiu remained steadfast, and within a few words, the two of them were thrown out. The man was still cursing and trying to do something, but when he raised his eyes, he saw He Yijiu's brows were tightened and his eyes slightly closed. As soon as he stared and trembled, his momentum softened.

"I won't let it go!" The man called out before leaving.The woman followed behind him, weeping weakly again, he cursed at the woman a few times aggressively, sighed again, hooked her hands together, and the woman spontaneously leaned into his arms.

The two quickly disappeared from their field of vision.