Opposite the entrance hall

At the beginning of May, the rain is getting less and the weather is getting hotter. Although it is not yet summer, people are already sweating and wet their thin clothes. The sun is shining during the day and the breeze is blowing at night. Enjoy the coolness in the yard When you are in bed, take two sips of tea, listen to the chirping of cicadas, feel the breeze, and you will feel happy.

The prescription Cen Yulou prepared was very good. The [-] people in the city took it on time every day, and their fever and cough symptoms improved a lot. Although there were still a few people who were seriously ill and died of illness every day, But the situation turned out to be much better than expected.

After the commanders of the Longxi capital took over Xiangzhou Qiangu to guard Xiangzhou, those rioting people stopped a lot. At that time, those who broke into the city gate and wounded officials were dealt with according to law, and the rest were locked up for ten or eight days. Let them suffer, so as not to be ignorant and lawless.

Du Heng is in charge of the isolation shed. He is rigorous and careful, and works seriously. Compared with Qi Ranjisi, an official with a high rank, he is more able to make friends with the people in the isolation shed. It is also the most convenient to handle various matters. The matter of dispensing medicine for Ribu porridge was handled very well, he went as soon as the cock crowed, and returned only at midnight, but after a few days of work, he became famous, and all the people in the isolation shed sincerely called Mr. Du.

And Cui Hao took Liu Renxin and the people of Longxi Chief Envoy to open ditches, expand rivers, and repair dams. Taking advantage of the sunny weather, these things must be done early, or else it will be rainy again around the Dragon Boat Festival At that time, when the water rose, another flood would inevitably occur, so I was busy all day and all night by the river, sometimes I didn’t even have time to drink saliva, the stubble appeared on my chin, my eyes were black and blue, and I was a little decadent.

After the epidemic in Xiangzhou City, the whole city seemed to have fallen asleep for a long time, and began to wake up slowly. The city was very quiet, and there were still no people on the streets, but the faces of the people were no longer gray and lifeless. What is hopeful, they firmly believe, is that it will be alright, that everything will be alright.

The water is gone, the disease is gone, summer is coming, a hundred flowers are blooming, and everything is going in a good direction.

After a month of silence, Xiangzhou City is about to become lively.

Compared with the busy people, Ji Si seemed very leisurely. After Cen Yulou's death, he never stepped out of the Dou Mansion, either talking with Qi Ran, or sitting in the courtyard alone reading a book.

In the first day or two, Du Heng was a little worried, worried that Ji Si would blame him for Cen Yulou's death, and worried that this person was going to make a fool of himself. One day, he finally couldn't help but want to comfort him, and the words came to his lips. From the corner of the eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the book on the stone table, and his expression suddenly became a little complicated.

"Secrets in the boudoir that my strong uncle and I have to say"

"The Shaoqing of Dali Temple is like a wolf like a tiger"

"Sister-in-law, come up quickly"

"The handsome servant bravely fights the beautiful girl"

"Boundless Spring, Boundless Male Sex"

……

Then the matter of consolation was over, and Ji Si's throat was hurt, and his forehead was also stained, so he simply stayed in the mansion to raise him.

This stay lasted for ten days. After the ditches were repaired and the river was widened, Ji Si still hadn't stepped out of the gate of Dou Mansion.

Maybe it's almost summer, the heat of the day can't dissipate, and even the night is a bit stuffy, Ji Si couldn't sleep, so he set up a chessboard in the yard, one person confronted each other, the moonlight was as bright as water, insects sang through the branches, Noisily shouting, the breeze blowing from time to time, with a coolness, dispelled the dry heat all over the body.

Ji Si was meditating while holding the white chess, when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Playing chess alone is a bit boring. If Master Ji doesn't dislike it, you can learn a lesson or two with the lower officials."

The voice was flat and indifferent, carried by the wind, carrying a sense of remoteness and tranquility. He turned his head and saw Qi Ran who was casually wearing a long robe with his hair tied up in a jade hairpin, standing under the eaves and looking at him.

The moonlight hit him, and it was coated with a layer of silver-white brilliance, which made this man look like a banished fairy, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, neither anger nor ignorance, he stepped on the moon.

Ji Si didn't make a sound, but just made a "please" gesture.

Qi Ran sat down slowly, picked up a sunspot and stared at the chessboard, and finally dropped the piece without hesitation. When he raised his eyes, a voice sounded, "Master Ji has something to think about these days, something to think about, something to think about." bright?"

After pondering for a long while with downcast eyes, Ji Si was relieved and replied: "I thought about it, I thought about it, and I understand."

"There is nothing sadder about people than they can't think of it, can't think clearly, can't understand," Qi Ran dropped another chess piece and said, "But you should congratulate Mr. Ji."

"Has Ziheng ever had a time when he couldn't think of it, couldn't think clearly, couldn't understand?" Ji Si asked.

Qi Ran was stunned by this question. The chess piece in his hand fell back into the pistol and made a "ding". , Qi Ran didn't panic, and after a while, he heard him say, with a perplexed and thoughtful tone, "Yes, I haven't figured it out yet."

Ji Si frowned, then smiled and said: "I still remember that day in the restaurant, Ziheng said that moths were born in our country, it was a shame to the country, and a disgrace to the people's livelihood. I wonder if this impression has changed after getting along day and night?"

"Of course there are," Qi Ran said in a flat tone, "but now I have to add a word of shamelessness, after all, I'm so thin-skinned that I don't feel ashamed to be like Mr. Ji, and I can't wait for others to praise myself. Thinking about it, I guess Da Jin would Master Ji is alone."

Ji Si was stunned by the inside and outside jokes and ridicule, and after realizing it, he was a little flustered, and he grinned happily, "Since you already know that I like you, aren't you afraid that I will misunderstand you when you say this?"

"Ok?"

"Misunderstanding, I am unique to you."

"I'm wrong, Mr. Ji is not brazen, but just pretending to be affectionate."

Although he was insulted a few times, Ji Si was very happy in his heart. Qi Ziheng must protect his reputation as a son of a family. Can't fault it at all.

But in reality, he is arrogant and arrogant, doesn't know how to hide the front, kills people with a deadpan expression, and can make people half-dead with anger. His temperament is far from being as good as he shows, but he will only show some sincerity to those who are close to him. and bad.

The official ranks of the two are different, but the conversation is very different from the first time. Ji Si can clearly feel that this is naturally a good thing for him.

Ji Sishun climbed up, and then asked: "I have said so, then I will be more affectionate. I like you, and naturally I hope you like me. I don't know what Ziheng is thinking?"

The moonlight is sprinkled on everything, the shadows of the trees are whirling, the wind blows the leaves, and the sound of swishing is the swaying of the leaves, the breeze at night, and the heart that is hard to calm down.

It's an extremely complicated feeling to be happy with someone, just like the wind and moon tonight, originally lonely and sad, but the moment the person in your heart appears, the moon tonight becomes a very beautiful color

He is not a kind person, and he can't do things that are unknown and don't expect anything in return.

Qi Ran raised his eyes to look at the person opposite, and smiled with his lips curled up, "Young officials have families and sons, and there has never been a case of cutting off their sleeves for more than 20 years. The Qi family is a model family, and most other families are waiting for you." Looking at the joke, how should Master Ji answer when he needs to be an official? How happy? How not happy?"

Ji Si was stunned, he was caught off guard by asking this question.

If Qi Ran likes him, but he is Ji Si now, then what he likes is that Ji Si is not Li Si, and I have known him for five years, so it is not as good as "Ji Si" who has known him for one or two months In this way, wouldn't Li Si be too miserable.

But if he doesn't please himself, he will inevitably be sad and sad. Drinking to Yue alone, not to mention hypocrisy, there is nothing he can do about it. He has been wishful thinking in two lifetimes, which seems like a failure in life.

Thinking about it carefully, he really didn't think about it.

Ji Si frowned, lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

Qi Ran raised his eyes, thought it was a little funny, picked up the jug on the table and filled the wine glass, handed over a glass, and said softly, "Master Ji, do you still want to hear the result?"

"Oh," Ji Si took the wine glass and drank it up, then put the glass heavily on the table, "It's better not to listen, maybe after getting along with each other for a long time, I have a bottom line in my heart, and you also have a bottom line in your heart." In the end, it would not be too late to hear the result at that time, so as to save you and me from embarrassingly speaking now, even though we were not very familiar with each other when we met."

The man's frowning look was a bit funny, Qi Ran smiled, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

"Didn't the doctor say that you should avoid alcohol before you recover?" Ji Si joked.

Hearing this, Qi Ran raised his eyebrows and didn't save face for others, "If I remember correctly, Master Ji's injury also means that you should avoid alcohol?"

The two looked at each other, seeing the same calculation and intention in each other's eyes, and laughed out loud.

"It's time to go back to Beijing." Ji Si said.

"Master Ji has a good intention." Qi Ran said.

Ji Si didn't speak, but raised his glass to him.

In the night, the wind and the moon are boundless, the sky is full of stars, the air is filled with a faint fragrance of wine, floating in the wind, mixed with the smell of trees and flowers, just smelling it is a little intoxicating.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight pours into the city of Xiangzhou. Every household lights up candlelight, like stars in the sky, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the streets and courtyards, waiting for dawn.

The night is fading, and the bright moon enters thousands of homes.

The sky will be dark, but the sky will also be bright.

Early the next morning, Ji Si left the Dou Mansion. They came to Xiangzhou for inspection. Half a month was enough time. Who would have thought that all these things one after another would mess up the original plan, not to mention the Commander of Longxi There are people from the Secretary and the Chief Envoy, and they will continue to stay in Xiangzhou, whether they are in charge of the two departments or are under the control of the two departments.

In short, it is a bit embarrassing, leaving the capital for too long and there is an undercurrent in the court, and now it is uncertain what kind of chaos it will be. He did not receive the imperial order from Emperor Chengde, but Li Hongyang sent someone to pass a smile, asking him to stay in Xiangzhou and do his best to help People do something.

This person is like a fine person, and the meaning inside and outside the words is obvious enough. He wants to wait for Ji Si to stay for a while, establish a reputation, and wait for the reward when he returns to Beijing to take advantage of it.

Ji Si's place can make him spoil his own plan, pack up and plan to leave for Lin'an tomorrow, today is to pick up the first day of junior high school.

After Cen Yulou left, he didn't go back to Dou Mansion with himself on the first day of the new year, but went back to the small courtyard with red eyes. He was drying herbs, reading medical books, and cleaning the house, as if Cen Yulou had been there all the time. Ji Si knew He felt sad and didn't bother him, but asked Zhao Tongzhi to send someone to guard him outside the courtyard to protect him.

But Ji Si was going back to Lin'an, so he had to go with him on the first day of junior high school. He had promised Cen Yulou to take good care of the first year of junior high school, so how could he just leave him here and go away by himself.

Qi Ran knew what he was thinking, and followed him.

When the two arrived at the entrance of the small street, they saw that they were surrounded by people in front of them. They were a little puzzled and pushed forward by the crowd, and they got a little closer before they could see what was going on inside.

It was a small yard surrounded by a fence, and the ground was full of fragments of chicken feathers. The fence was also trampled to pieces and spread to pieces on the ground. The old woman, a little short, hunchbacked, holding a kerosene lamp and spirits, yelled at the crowd with a ferocious face: "Get out, get out of my house, get out!"

The crowd was commotion, and there were a lot of discussions. Among them, a middle-aged man was more courageous, and shouted loudly: "Old woman, don't be ignorant. You hide a dead body in the house. The ghost knows if it is infected. The government has said it now." The plague is not cured yet, the dead will be burned, if you want to die, don’t drag us into the water, if the smell of this dead body does not overwhelm the incense powder you sprinkled, we don’t even know that you old woman is so vicious!”

"Grandma, we have never offended you, so don't hurt us!"

"This old woman is crazy. Her son has been dead for so long, and she still feeds him and talks to him. Isn't she crazy? Report to the official, report to the official!"

"Oh my god! The body smells so bad, I thought it was a dead mouse!"

Hearing their voices, Ji Si realized that there was a dead body lying behind the woman by the stone mill. The skeleton looked like an adult man, but his body had already developed spots, his limbs were stiff, his skin was pale, and his flesh The stink started to rot, a pile of flies and white maggots crawled all over the face, one ear was missing, the tooth marks seemed to be bitten off by a mouse, and there was a scratch made by a permanent knife on the right wrist of the corpse, The wound had turned black, and it was covered with mosquitoes the size of fingernails. The stench of the air was particularly obvious, mixed with cheap incense powder, and the smell was a bit strange, making people dizzy and nauseated.

The woman yelled hysterically when she heard their voices, "You are talking nonsense, my son is not dead, my son is not dead, he talks to me every day, you want to kill him! You want to kill him!"

The crazy appearance of her waving a kerosene lamp was a little frightening, and the people around her all took a step back, feeling a little apprehensive in their hearts.

"You are the only ones who are sick, you all deserve to die, you go to die, go to die... Ha ha ha ha... go to die..."

Granny Zhao's eyes were red, bloodshot inside, and her gray hair was in a mess. She wept bitterly, shouted loudly, laughed loudly, her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and it was hard to hear.

"Boom!"

Suddenly a stone was thrown from the crowd, and it hit Grandma Zhao's feet impartially, and then a sharp voice sounded: "Shoot her, hit him with a stone, she's crazy, a lunatic can kill, smash her to death!" !"

The crowd was full of excitement, as if they had received some orders, they picked up stones from the ground and threw them at them. The overwhelming stones hit Granny Zhao. She was hit in the corner of her eye, and she stepped back in pain, whimpering. The more excited the crowd, the more force they used to hit her on the forehead, blood gushed out immediately, covering her face, she looked more like a yaksha, so terrifying.

"Smash her! Smash her to death!"

"Her stupid son touched my mother-in-law's ass before, it's good to die! It's good to die!"

"This old woman is not a good thing, smash her to death!"

"Let's wait for the people from the government to come."

"What are you afraid of, a small stone can kill her!"

"If it is really crushed to death, it will only be her fate."

All kinds of voices rang together, as if everyone was reasonable, each voice was louder than the other.

Granny Zhao covered her head and backed away, but her wrist was suddenly hit. After eating it hurt, she subconsciously let go of her fingers, and the kerosene lamp in her hand fell straight down. As soon as it touched the corpse oil on the rotting corpse, the fire burst out suddenly When she got up, she subconsciously retreated from the burning, and most of her hair was still singed off.

The air was filled with the smell of cracked skin and flesh, mixed with the smell of kerosene, which was very unpleasant. Grandma Zhao fell to the ground, kneeling on the ground as if suddenly thinking of something, crying heartbreakingly: "Son! ...my son...where are you...where are you...you should call out to mother, where are you...mother can't find you...what to do...mother can't find you..."

She closed her eyes and groped around on the ground. The blood from the corners of her eyes mixed with tears and flowed down into a tear streak. The fire behind her was still burning, and the corpse was completely swallowed up by the tongue of fire with a single touch, and sparks were emitted. The sound of cracking.

The crowd stopped, looked at each other, and found that things were difficult to control, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Help my son..." Granny Zhao kowtowed and cried in their direction, "Save my son...I beg you...you save him...he's not dead...I heard him Calling me...he said he was in pain...he said let me save him...he was calling me!"

The voice was sobbing and complaining, heart-piercing, and the body of the listener trembled.

She cried and cried but no one responded, only hoarse cries and the sizzle of the burning fire remained for a while.

When the officer arrived, the fire on the corpse was extremely large, even the thatched cottage was on fire, and the fire spread rapidly. Only then did the onlookers understand the seriousness of the matter, and their expressions changed and they began to disperse. The son continued to cry on the ground.

Ji Si watched the whole process, swallowed his saliva, and finally turned around and left.

Qi Ran tilted his head to look at the direction the person was leaving, followed quickly and asked curiously: "Master Ji thinks she is pitiful?"

Hearing this, Ji Si didn't speak, but kept moving forward.

"That woman looks pitiful," Qi Ran said, "But has Mrs. Ji ever thought about those people who got sick because of her selfishness, and how innocent those people are? It’s hard to say in a few words.”

Ji Si stopped and sighed, "I know, I don't think she is pitiful, but I have some emotion."

"What are you feeling?" Qi Ran asked.

Hearing the question, Ji Si shook his head and said nothing.

It's not that he feels sorry for the woman, he just misses his mother a little.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Qi Ran: Ji Si, I like you

Ji Si: [Displeasure] Who do you like?

Qi Ran: I like you

Ji Si: [The face continues to be unhappy] Who am I?

Qi Ran: Ji Si, I like Ji Si.

Ji Si: [The face continues to be unhappy] You can't like Ji Si, you can only like me!

Qi Ran:? ? ?

Ji Si: ...I love myself...

ps: Mr. Ji is also afraid that Mr. Qi likes Ji Si, not "Ji Si". Mr. Qi only likes Li Si, so the two of them like each other, and there is no pursuit of drama. Sweets are given out every day, so the emotional drama comes very quickly. At this time, there must be young readers who want to ask, when will you fall off the horse, I'm waiting for all the flowers to thank! !

[Touch your chin] According to my idea, after returning to Beijing, open the third copy [Flood is counted as one, epidemic is counted as one], before the horse can be lost, [ps before the horse is lost, I can send a box lunch, or it may be lost After the horse, put the lid on the pot and run] Anyway, don’t worry, the horse is already on the way, if you look carefully, you might see something tricky, hehehe.

As for Granny Zhao, she is really bad, the kind of gossip, narrow-minded, vicious, she has many shortcomings, but she really loves her son, her son is the beginning of all her tragedies, so I didn't write it down She, keep it blank, she is worse than dying without her son, everyone will not know that Dr. Cen died because of this old woman, and the old woman will not know that her pot of chicken soup made Dr. Cen's determination to save people even stronger. As Master Qi said, good and evil things are not something that can be explained in a few words.

One-third of the plot has passed, come on! !