Startled Meng

The watchman was on watch, the hour of Hai had come, the soldiers on duty on the street walked loosely, and the house slaves who were watching the night all over the mansion also began to yawn, Yu Fang knew it was like entering a land of no one, so he jumped into the mansion of Bi, Smoothly go to the brightly lit study.

When we got to the door of the study, there was an old slave standing outside the door, looking in from the window, there was only one figure in the room.

"Old Zhao, make me a pot of tea."

"Master, it's late at night, and strong tea hurts your body, so this old slave should bring a bowl of ginseng soup."

"Alright, let's go."

After the old slave left, Yu Fang knew that there was no one around, so he leaned against the side wall of the house, poked a small hole in the window paper, and looked into the hole, the current Grand Tutor Bi Zhixing was reading a book.

Suddenly he heard him sigh, Yu Fangzhi was startled, hurriedly stood up straight and didn't dare to look any more, just leaned against the wall to hold his breath, and heard the sound of walking steps, followed by two clicks, as if there was friction from the movement of heavy objects He didn't know whether he would lean his head to look at it hastily, he was afraid that the shadow on the window would be exposed, so he had to wait for the movement in the room to disappear before looking at Kongzhong again.

What about people? !

Yu Fangzhi's eyes moved slightly, he stopped looking forward and backward, pressed his face against the window paper and looked around the room, the study is only that big, can Bi Zhixing change a living person?

He simply opened the door and entered, and checked the two windows, both of which were locked from the inside, so Bi Zhixing must still be in this room, Yu Fangzhi already had a vague guess in his heart at this time, he walked towards the wall behind him Go, and reached into the gap between the wall and the bookshelf to fumble, and he really felt a bump.

After Yu Fangzhi twisted, he heard two clicks, knowing that he had found the right place.

The bookshelf moved slowly, and together with that wall, there was a hole in the ground, allowing only one person to pass through, and it was directly connected to the ground with steps. From above, nothing could be seen, only the flickering fire.

Yu Fangzhi's heart skipped a beat, thinking that there wouldn't be any rotting corpses, rats or the like?

But after hesitating for only a moment, Yu Fangzhi clenched the dagger in his hand and walked down slowly. After the person went down completely, the opening on the top was closed almost immediately.

Yu Fangzhi pushed twice, but he didn't push, so he had to bite the bullet and go down. Fortunately, there are stairs this time, so there is no need to jump, and the tunnel is made of stone.

The stairs are not high, about the height of an adult man. There are candles on both sides of the tunnel, and the end can almost be seen at a glance, but it is not clear what the end is.

There are tunnels hidden in the homes of important ministers in the DPRK and China, state secrets?Treasure handed down from generation to generation?Yu Fangzhi didn't figure out why, and moved forward tentatively.

A section of the road is only tens of meters long, and Yu Fangzhi walks very cautiously, afraid of falling into a trap by mistake, but fortunately, this tunnel does not have the conditions to set up a trap, and there is no fork in the road, it is just a pass, used to store things more likely than extinction.

Strangely, Yu Fangzhi never saw Bi Zhixing.

The closer you get to the end point, the stronger the smell that has been silent for many years in the tunnel. The incense is not indoor incense, but the incense often used in temples. It is very suffocating in a small space.

Yu Fang knew that he had seen two red dots, and someone had indeed lit incense.

He swallowed, a little nervous for no reason, slowed down involuntarily, and moved forward inch by inch calmly. He saw that there were two memorial tablets and some seasonal fruits on the table, and the incense ash in the incense burner was already full. fell down.

After reading the words on the tablet, a surge of sorrow rushed straight to Shangyu Fangzhi's forehead, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The hatred engraved into the bone marrow over the years turned into unforgettable longing and unwillingness in this faint cigarette. He plopped on his knees and raised a cloud of dust, his scarlet eyes were covered with a layer of water mist.

No matter how much he cared about, the pain he had suppressed for many years turned into two different tone-changing father and mother at this moment.

The candlelight was flickering and dancing, and on the card, Meng Xiao and Meng Xiao's wife Yu's inscriptions in gold were extremely eye-catching.

accident?In the huge capital city, the home of the courtier who broke into the night actually hides the tablet of his parents, but the pain is more than the surprise.

The destruction of parents in the raging fire has long been Yu Fangzhi's nightmare. He has lived for 14 years in order to avenge his wrongdoing, but he still can't see his way back, and he can't find a place to go.

It was a coincidence that he narrowly escaped from the dead back then, he was only seven years old, Meng Xiao's friends rescued him, but there was nothing else he could do, so Yu Fangzhi always thought that his parents' bones were gone, but he didn't expect... …

"After the incident happened back then, no one dared to take a step closer to Meng's house. Hmph, I'm not afraid of those villains who are ruthless. If no one goes, I will go. I alone collected the bones of Meng Xiao and his wife. I found a place Burial in a safe place, erected a stele without words, and the tablet was placed in the cellar of my study in the mansion.

It's Bi Zhixing.

He was hiding in a sunken stone wall behind Yu Fangzhi, but when Yu Fangzhi walked in, he focused on the spirit card and didn't pay attention at all.

Yu Fangzhi knelt quietly, without saying a word.

Bi Zhixing knew that he was shocked and sad, and had nothing to say, and also knew that doubts had arisen in his heart.

"It's been rumored outside that Meng Xiao and I are rivals. They're right. I can't understand how aggressive he is when he's a spokesperson. He also said that I'm unreasonable. I argue with the top, and I never interact with him when the bottom is down. Different political views does not mean that I hate him to the bone, I have a bad temper, but I can tell who is a treacherous villain, and it is absolutely impossible for me to admit that Meng Xiao is treasonous and collaborating with the enemy!"

Most people think that once Meng Xiao dies, Bi Zhixing can be domineering in the court, but it is not true. Bi Zhixing and Meng Xiao are rivals at chess, but they are old enemies who cherish each other. Correction, Meng Xiao's occasional overcorrection as a censor needs Bi Zhixing to restrain him.

The death of Meng Xiao was a bolt from the blue for Bi Zhixing. He no longer had the motivation to fight for reason in the court. Under repeated depression, the "Teacher" who assisted the young emperor existed in name only, and his upward voice was gradually replaced by others. He knew that some hidden forces were quietly revealed, and it was because of this that he hated Meng Xiao's murderer even more.

"Limited by the location, I couldn't do many things until I met you."

Yu Fang knew for sure: "You noticed me when you were listening to books in the teahouse, and you left in a high-profile way to attract my attention. I was afraid that I would not understand your reminder, and asked Bi Shouyan to appear on Dihua Street again and again to do all of this." The basis is that you know my true identity."

In front of outsiders, Yu Fangzhi had to pack up his emotions as soon as possible to regain his composure and calmness, but his calmness was just an appearance. He was very afraid, not knowing that he would be exposed so easily, which would cause a lot of trouble for what he wanted to do next. Hidden danger.

In this regard, Bi Zhixing explained: "When I entered Meng's house, I did not find your bones. I suspected that you had been rescued. Now that you have entered Yecheng and acted in a high-profile manner under the name of the richest man's son, you have already let me Suspicion arose, because Yu Wanqian had a very good personal relationship with Meng Xiao. This is the news that I paid someone to find out in order to have more confidence in arguing with Meng Xiao. No heirs."

"Meng Xiao had an accident, and Yu Wanqian left Yecheng overnight and never entered Beijing again. I asked someone to investigate in Jiangling a few days ago, and found a secret. Yu Wanqian brought back a half-old child 14 years ago, saying that he was living in exile. My own flesh and blood who are away, give him a name and raise him under my knees, and never let him leave my side for half a step, I will understand."

Yu Fangzhi nodded. The high-profile behavior in Beijing was not only due to his childhood environment, but also because of his luck. Because of Yu Wanqian's friendship with Meng Xiao, he hoped that his appearance would attract the attention of those who care about him. Now, Bi Zhixing is the one who cares about him .

"Master Bi's great kindness and virtue, Meng Jingyuan will remember in his heart." The original name Meng Jingyuan sounds strange, but it can represent his sincerity. He is the orphan of the Meng family, and it is the only hope of the Meng family.

Bi Zhixing sighed, Meng Jingyuan in front of him was only as old as his son, and he was willing to help him more: "Dali Temple Qing Fu Chun is Meng Xiao's good friend, when the incident happened, he took people to the Meng Mansion, but it was a pity It was a step too late. He held the reexamination of the treason case for a long time without giving a result. Finally, it was tried by the Ministry of Criminal Justice. It was also because of this reason that Fu Chun stayed in Dali Temple for many years and was not promoted. If he knew your identity It will definitely help you."

Yu Fang knew: "Master Fu has not let go of it for many years. The death of his father has hit him too hard. It has become his heart disease and cannot be brought up easily." The scene of meeting Fu Chun in prison at that time is still vivid in his mind. It was too fast, he wanted revenge, but he was unwilling to forcibly uncover Fu Chun's scars that hadn't fully healed.

Bi Zhixing knew that Fu Chun was a man of temperament, so this result was not surprising.

"One more thing. Before and after the case of Meng Xiao collaborating with the enemy, Concubine Yun fell into a well and died. The deposed prince was abolished as the crown prince because of defending Meng Xiao, and died soon after. There are still many strange things about these things. The answer can only be found in the palace, three days later will be the Qianming Festival, the emperor will hold a banquet in the palace, if you need any help at that time, just come to me."

Bi Zhixing said a lot, and Yu Fangzhi was very grateful to him, but Bi Zhixing didn't need him to repay his favor, he only said that Meng Xiao must clean up his grievances, and he wanted the world to know that anyone who was able to fight with him back then would definitely not It may be those naughty and thieves!

After staying in the tunnel for a quarter of an hour, Bi Zhixing was already showing signs of fatigue, Yu Fangzhi didn't want to stay any longer, took the incense from Bi Zhixing's hand, put it into the incense burner, and kowtowed three times.

The first time.

I am grateful to the kindness of God for allowing him to be born in Meng's family, giving him the name Jingyuan, having Meng Xiao as his father, and Yu's as his mother. The loving mother and strict father remember his life, and he never forgets his teachings and admonitions.

The second time.

The mother who died tragically, the father who was forced to commit suicide, and the innocent servant who was burned to death in the fire.

The third time.

She vowed to avenge her father, Meng Xiao, and to avenge the whole family of the Meng family who died unjustly.

Every sentence is heartfelt, every word is heartfelt, and the language knows how to call parents twice.

Bi Zhixing couldn't help feeling sad, how high-spirited he was when facing Meng Xiao back then, how sad he is now facing the memorial tablet.Time flies, seasons flow, and he is already too old.

Knowing that Bi Zhixing was exhausted after staying in the cellar for a long time, Yu Fang helped him to leave.The two of them didn't speak during the journey. Bi Zhixing was tired, and Yu Fang knew that he had received too much information tonight, and he needed some time to accept it.

After leaving the cellar, Xu Shi, the housekeeper, blew out the candles when he saw no one was around. The light was dim, and Yu Fang knew that he wanted to light it up again, but Bi Zhixing stopped him.

Bi Zhixing told him to leave quickly, and he stayed in the study for a while, Yu Fangzhi nodded, and gave Bi Zhixing a junior salute.

Before leaving, he remembered something, and asked in the dark: "Master Bi...had you ever seen the corpse of a child who was as old as me?"

Bi Shouyan thought about it for a while, and said, "I have never seen any children's corpses."

Yu Fangzhi nodded and left the study.

The author says:

Strict speech mirror strict speech mirror, speech is the mirror element.

The background of the two is almost explained, and the plot will continue to follow!Good night!

Chapter 24

South of Yecheng, Changjun

"Master, everyone in the cottage is under control, and Biaohu is in the main hall."

"lead the way."

Yu Fangzhi was dressed in a black outfit, with long hair and high beams, and his neat figure was very eye-catching in the early morning light. He followed Ruku and walked up Changfeng Mountain quickly.

Between Changjun and Yecheng, there are continuous mountains with numerous peaks. Among them, Changfeng Mountain is the most rugged and precipitous mountain, with the densest and most lush vegetation, and it is also the most able to hide dirt.

The bandits headed by Biaohu have been entrenched here all year round, which has become a major problem in Changzhou.

The bandits here are different from other bandits in that they disdain to block roads and rob money, but they are bold enough to collude with the Changjun salt and iron officials to smuggle imperial salt and iron for private sale, and gradually become rich and become a native of Changjun. Overlord.

Has no one been able to restrain him for so many years?Of course there are.

On the yellow ground in front of the main hall, bandits with their hands and feet bound were kneeling all over. They failed to win favor with Yu Fangzhi's people and were beaten to the point of bleeding. The dust clouded his eyes, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Yu Fangzhi glanced roughly, and when he saw a few familiar faces, he smiled slightly, but the older mountain bandits looked at him with chills, and they shrank back, as if they were terrified. , but didn't want to reveal the two furry heads behind her.

Apart from bandits here, there are also some women and children, all tied up by Ruku Lalai.

Yu Fangzhi looked down at a bearded bandit under his knees condescendingly, and saw two hairy-headed dolls behind him, the cold light in Yu Fangzhi's eyes subsided slightly, and a trace of unbearable flashed in his eyes.

The bearded man said viciously: "Bandits have their own rules! Women and children can't touch! You dare to touch the two children, I will fight you hard."

Yu Fangzhi chuckled, "Rules?"

He lifted his foot and stepped his head into the soil, and his thick body turned over, revealing two half-grown children behind him.

The bandit under his feet was still struggling in the dirt hole made by his forehead, Yu Fang knew he was motionless, and said with a smile: "Let's say I'm not a bandit, so I don't have to follow your rules, but you said that children can't move is the rule, have you ever followed it?"

Yu Fangzhi was furious, blood was slowly seeping out of the pit, the two children in front of him were only seven or eight years old, when they saw this tragedy, they covered their eyes and cried, as if Yu Fangzhi didn't hear it, he quickly pulled out the dagger at his waist .

Amidst the exclamation of everyone, Yu Fangzhi raised the knife and dropped it, with a flash of silver light, the thick ropes on the two children's wrists were snapped off.

At this time, screams and roars started in the main hall, Yu Fangzhi retracted his legs and turned around, broke the knife and held it back, and strode across the threshold, "Someone can't wait."

There is a tiger leather seat in the middle of the hall, and Guan Gong is placed on the nanmu table next to it, which is very funny.

In fact, Biaohu didn't suffer much pain from being guarded, but he has always been used to domineering, and it is a shame and humiliation for him to be restrained and lower his head to show others, so he made a loud noise at the top of his voice.

Yu Fangzhi was irritated by his filthy greetings to his ancestors, frowned, and dragged Biaohu's long braid along the way, Biaohu screamed loudly, "Boom!" Yu Fangzhi smacked his head hard In front of the statue of Guan Gong.

Biaohu knew that the other party was not kind and strong, but the other party had not said a word since he came in. He couldn't figure out the identity of the other party, so he had to give in first, rubbing the blood on his forehead on his arm, pretending to lower his eyebrows to be pleasing to the eye, Looking at the tiger seat that he is used to sitting on, he bowed his head:

"Hero, you see that I can't beat you, and you have arrested all the brothers in the village. It's up to you to kill or cut them up, but we have no grievances, why do you want to take another life? There are gold, silver and treasures in my village, women and children are fine, as long as you like it, I will give it to you!"

Seeing the gloomy face of the other party, Biaohu boldly said: "Do you know who I belong to? I advise you to let me go! Otherwise, you will feel better!"

"Back then, the capital officials didn't care about me! You better be acquainted!"

"I remember you are left-handed when you use a knife?"

Biaohu was stunned: "Huh?"

Yu Fangzhi draws out a dagger and compares it to Biaohu's body. The blade is clean, reflecting Yu Fangzhi's sinister smile, while the other side shows Biaohu's panic that is visible to the naked eye.

"The capital officials have nothing to do with you? That's because you have grasped the lifeline of that Beijing official."

Biaohu felt that the man in front of him was terrifying. It was the first time he saw him, but he felt that he had a blood feud with him. When he was not paying attention, he took out the blade hidden in his boot and cut the rope.

Ruku saw Biaohu's movements and shouted: "Master, be careful!"

Biaohu deserves to be called Biaohu. When he exploded, he really looked like a ferocious tiger. He squeezed the blade in his hand and wanted to seal Yu Fangzhi's throat, but Yu Fangzhi was faster than him. With a long knife in his waist, he slashed at Biaohu's back.

In pain, Biaohu fell to the ground and screamed.

Yu Fangzhi threw the short knife in his hand, and severely nailed Biaohu's left hand to the ground. Biaohu lay on the ground and screamed in pain, and Yu Fangzhi was stabbed several times on his exposed back.

For a moment, blood spattered and screamed again and again.

Ruku saw that his master couldn't hold back his momentum and was about to hack Biaohu to death, so he uttered a voice to dissuade him, but he didn't seem to hear him, and was still stabbing Chi Biaohu with his sword.

Until his subordinate Shuoshu came in to report: "The brother who reported to the government fifteen minutes ago has returned, and the government will be here soon."

"Dangling—" the long knife fell to the ground.

Biaohu was dying: "You... who are you?"

Yu Fang knew that the sweat on the tip of his nose fell to the ground quietly, and his eyes were stained red with blood. He gasped slightly, and spit out a word lightly, but his mouth was silent.

Biao Hu's eyes were about to burst: "Meng...Meng Xiao?!"

The language side knows or ignores.

"Walk."

"Qingming is coming soon, return to Beijing."

At the end of Ruku, he glanced at the dead dog-like Biaohu. Among the bloodstains slashed by knives on his back, the one from the left shoulder to the right waist was the most glaring, and the bones could be seen deep.

Chang County was in chaos, but Ye City not far away was in joy.

Tomorrow, March [-]th is the birthday of the current Holy Majesty, named Qianming Festival.

On this day, the whole country is full of joy and excitement. The emperor will personally go up to the gate of the palace to watch the grand birthday performance from Shunyi Street. In the evening, he will hold a banquet in the palace for all the officials.

Since the registration of Emperor Rentai of this dynasty, the politics of the Great Yin was clear, the people lived in peace, and the borders were peaceful, so the Qianming Festival is not only highly valued by the palace, but also by the people. , or because of the spectacular fireworks after nightfall, people are looking forward to it.

The faces of the common people in the streets and alleys are full of festive atmosphere. The shopkeepers are discussing to close the shop tomorrow and go to watch the performance in front of the city gate. The most important thing is that the officials and their wives who entered the palace to participate in the palace banquet are busy buying palace jewelry, and those with more money are busy collecting rare treasures to present to the emperor, so that Bo Sheng can smile.

Everyone was integrated into the festive atmosphere like the New Year, except Yan Cijing who turned into the narrow alley.

He and Black Eagle did not have a one-way relationship. The beggar sleeping under the second-to-last willow tree in the narrow alley was a member of Black Eagle.Hei Ying had told him before that if there was any urgent news, he could send it through this beggar, but now there was nothing under the willow tree.

Yan Cijing did not show the slightest thought-provoking astonishment, just like an ordinary pedestrian who lost his mind while walking and accidentally went the wrong way. When he realized that he had gone astray, he immediately turned around and walked out of the alley.

It's a pity that Yan Cijing is not an actor, and he can't pretend to be perfect. His chaotic steps and cuffs clenched in his hands easily exposed his current state.

His worries were not self-inflicted, Black Hawk had already doubted him, or he had become an abandoned child.

If he really becomes an abandoned son... Is Chen Shilang who committed suicide by swallowing gold in prison the fate of his Yan Shilang?

Yan Cijing was in a state of confusion, he didn't notice a pedestrian deliberately walking towards him, he couldn't dodge in time, and bumped into his arms sullenly.

"Why don't you look at the road?"

"I'm sorry..." Yan Cijing subconsciously apologized, distanced himself and made eye contact with the teasing Yu Fangzhi, his apology faded immediately, knowing that he did it on purpose, but he didn't want to argue.

"My lord, I lost something." Yu Fangzhi watched a hairpin fall from Yan Cijing's cuff, and bent to pick it up. The cold white jade was in his hand, and Yan Cijing snatched it away before he could see the pattern clearly. Quickly retract into the sleeve.

Yu Fangzhi was slightly surprised: "It turns out to be Mr. Yan's treasure, so you have to take care of it."

Yan Cijing ignored him and wanted to go around him and leave, but Yu Fangzhi stepped in to block his way, Yan Cijing walked to the right again, and Yu Fangzhi followed him to the right, as if competing with him.

Yan Cijing had no choice but to sigh: "Thank you for reminding me, I will take care of it from now on."

Yu Fang gave way, and followed suit step by step: "Which family's girl?"

"what?"

Yu Fangzhi worried: "It's fine to pick such a cheap plain hairpin, why are you so careless? Which girl doesn't know?"

Yan Cijing glanced at him: "It's not what you think!"

Yu Fangzhi asked: "How is that? Is the horoscope suitable? How much is the dowry? How many fat children will be born?"

He can't even think of a girl who hates marrying!Yan Cijing wanted to reprimand but was concerned about the people coming and going on the street, wanted to argue but was afraid that he would feel that he would become angry from embarrassment, his handsome face turned white and then red, and finally livid, staring at him hesitantly.

Playing with Yan Cijing is really fun. Yu Fang knew if he was scolding him, so he leaned closer and smiled like an all-pervasive profiteer: "The scarlet wedding dress woven in Shu County is the most beautiful. Tell me what Master Yan needs, and I will let Xiu Niang Hurry up for you."

The more you say it, the more outrageous it is!Yan Cijing couldn't bear it anymore, and silently kept away from him: "Have you changed your career as a matchmaker?"

Yu Fangzhi didn't want to continue at first, but Yan Cijing's thin red earballs were so eye-catching that he made people want to be disciples, and the words in his mouth were mixed up: "Is the bride to be married you? What do you mean?" Your ears are still red when you get married?"

Yan Cijing's first reaction was to cover his ears and moved his hands, but he was so annoyed that he cursed first: "Huh."

Yu Fangzhi laughed loudly, not paying attention to Yan Cijing's eye knife, but was caught by Xiao Qing who ran over, and had to let Yan Cijing leave quickly.

"Master!" Xiao Qing followed behind Yu Fangzhi, "Master, you are really good. You disappeared for two days and didn't tell me where you went to play. When you got home, you fell down and slept until today. You are tired and don't rest at home. Go out and provoke Lord Yan."

Yu Fangzhi smiled and narrowed his eyes: "What is provocation?"

Seeing Yan Cijing walk away, Xiao Qing whispered in Yu Fangzhi's ear again, "You shouldn't have proposed marriage in front of Mr. Yan just now."

Yu Fangzhi asked, "Why?"

Xiao Qing said: "I only found out after chatting with others, that Princess Showa..."

oh!Yu Fangzhi remembered that the emperor once bestowed a marriage on Yan Cijing and Princess Zhaohe, but in the end it ended because Princess Zhaohe refused.

"It was quite a big commotion at the time, Master Yan became the laughing stock of the world, so embarrassing! Young master, you still dare to make fun of his marriage, what if he gets angry?" Xiao Qing was worried for him, the young master was so outspoken. What is good?

Yu Fang knew that he had really forgotten about it, but Yan Cijing was angry, but he didn't look like he hated him to the bone. What happened at that time was just a passing cloud for him?

Xiaoqing chewed his tongue: "Women's marriage depends on matchmakers, why is Showa so arrogant?"

Yu Fangzhi shook his head.When he was young, he used to go to the palace to study with the children of aristocratic families of the same age. The princes, grandchildren and grandchildren in the palace were almost the same, but Princess Zhaohe was not born at that time, and when she was born...

The little Qing thief looked around, and whispered: "The title of Showa is blessed and auspicious."

Can't you?The language side knows that the Meng family was trapped in collaborating with the enemy, so they could not die. It happened that the northern Huns invaded the Great Yin. General Xie Miao resisted desperately, and then counterattacked with reinforcements. A cloud-piercing arrow nailed Wutu Shanyu to death. On the city wall, he defeated the Hu army and recaptured the three occupied states in one fell swoop.

In the same year, the last princess of the first emperor was born and named Zhaohe.

The princess is innocent, but Yu Fang knows that when he hears the name of the princess, he can't help but think of the tragedy of the Meng family. Showa and Showa, only the Meng family's blood flowed into rivers.

Thinking about the past, Yu Fangzhi was speechless for a while, walking on the street in silence.

Passing by a medicine shop, Yu Fang knew whether he liked to smell the thick medicinal juice, covered his nose and left, but heard a familiar name.

"Shopkeeper, how about delivering medicine?" Yu Fangzhi asked,

The shopkeeper knew the words, and replied with a smile: "Yes, this is Mr. Yan's medicine, and I am looking for someone to deliver it."

Yu Fang knew: "Coincidentally, I live next door to Mr. Yan, shall I make a trip for you?"

Boss Zhao gave the medicine package to Yu Fang after a few words of politeness.

Yu Wanqian has been in the business of medicinal materials. Although Yu Fang knows that although he doesn't like the bitter taste of soups and medicines, he also knows a little about common prescriptions. External use of Chuanwu can produce numbness and relieve pain.

Only then did Yu Fangzhi realize that the damage caused by the fire to Yan Cijing would not disappear so quickly, and it would take a long period of recuperation to fully recover from the burns on his back.

This medicine has nothing to do with wound healing, it actually relieves pain, does Yan Cijing's wound still hurt?

But when we met just now, I didn't see any pain on his face. A few days ago, he took part in the invigilation.

"It's quite bearable."

Xiao Qing asked, "Who is it?"

Yu Fang knew: "Strict Ci Jing." With such a serious wound, don't take good care of it and jump around. Those who don't understand praise it for being conscientious. up and down.

Yu Fang knew to go to Yan's mansion to deliver medicines. Seeing that the gate of Yan's mansion was closed, he didn't rush to knock on it. He went into his own house and then turned over from the yard. Stay where you are.

Yu Fangzhi turned into the courtyard alone, startled Du Yan who was sitting on the ground, the medicine mortar and pestle in his hand fell with a clang, and he couldn't speak. .

Yu Fangzhi picked up the medicine mortar and pestle, and saw the jar of pounding medicine in front of Du Yan, which contained some white beans that were not completely mashed, Yu Fangzhi picked one up and sniffed it, it was cool and slightly bitter, it was Fritillaria.

He slammed the medicine bag in front of Du Yan, and asked sharply: "Chuanwu turned Fritillaria! Knowing that your master is using Chuanwu to relieve pain, but still grinding this Fritillaria into medicine, do you think your master's life is too long?! "

Du Yan was suddenly reprimanded, and he was stunned, thinking clearly about the stakes in what he said, and suddenly his eye circles turned red, he shook his head, made gestures, and said that he didn't want to harm Lord Yan.

The Yu family didn't have such ignorant servants, so Yu Fang knew how to scold: "The house is flooded, you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and now you are grinding medicine indiscriminately, what are you thinking!"

"A Yan! Come here."

There was a lot of commotion in front of the courtyard, which attracted Yan Cijing and Juniper.

Du Yan heard his lord speak, ran over wiping away tears, and stood beside Yan Cijing as if he had done something wrong.

Yan Cijing protected Du Yan, and said coldly: "Ah Yan is not a medical officer, so it is reasonable that he does not understand the principles of medicine. Besides, I asked him to grind this fritillary mother. Besides, I use this medicine, no matter how poisonous it is, it will not be poisonous." On Young Master Yu."

The good intentions were not rewarded, and Yu Fangzhi snorted coldly: "I came here to deliver the medicine, but I didn't expect to be so angry! Let's go." Before Yan Cijing could speak, he turned back to the next door.

Yu Fang knew that the figure disappeared by the wall, Yan Cijing sighed, turned around and touched Du Yan's head: "It's okay, it's none of your business, I let you grind it."

But Du Yan was worried, using sign language: Is Chuanwu and Fritillaria really incompatible?Adults, don't take the wrong medicine!

Juniper patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "When the doctor prescribed the medicine, he said that the two medicines should not be used together. I know it. They won't be used together. Don't worry."

Du Yan nodded, his eyes were full of guilt, and he was still thinking about the words that Yu Fangzhi had just reprimanded him for coveting life and fearing death.

Yan Cijing knew what he was thinking, and smiled lightly: "It is said that surviving a catastrophe must have future blessings, and the water didn't burn me to death. Ah Yan didn't think I was blessed, and cried for me. What is this? reason?"

He also said: "I've caught a cold for the past few days and my throat feels a little uncomfortable. Fritillaria clears the phlegm. Ah Yan will help me wear the medicine soon? Otherwise, I can only go to the palace banquet tomorrow in a hoarse voice."

A Yan nodded with tears in his eyes, turned his head and went to grind the medicine.

Yu Fang knew that through the wall, he heard the sound of smashing medicine again from the next door, and he was so angry that he wanted to tell Yan Cijing that he would enter the palace tomorrow, forget it!Stop talking!

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Explosion!Yu Fang knows that he is very contradictory, and feels that Yan Cijing is not a good official, and he can't restrain himself from approaching...