Bound Shark Wife

After a few rounds of rain, fresh green plants grew everywhere in the yard. Meng Linzhi admired the tranquility for a moment from the window, and then Shi Shiran picked up the medical kit and went to the courtyard where the Zongzhang rested.

Puzheng took out the water used by the Zongzhang for washing, and when he saw the High Priest coming, he nodded in greeting, and couldn't help saying joyfully, "High Priest, Zongzhang looks pretty good today."

Meng Linzhi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Really."

He walked into the room, and the Zong Zhang had already sat in a posture waiting for his pulse diagnosis.

Meng Linzhi's movements were flowing, observing the pulse while taking the pulse.

After a while, he said: "You have had a good rest these few days. I prescribed medicine for you earlier and added various medicinal foods and baths to assist you. You can't rest for a few minutes. Now you want to open it?"

Meng Linzhi was smart, and before the head of the sect could speak, he said again: "I understand, it's been raining these days, you must be the reason why you fell asleep after seeing the rain."

There was a slight change in the Zongzhang's dark eyelashes, Meng Linzhi caught it, shook his head slightly, and said in a joking tone: "It seems that I have to pray for a few more days of rain."

In fact, Pu Yuan is not as unbearable as Meng Linzhi said. He wants to rest with the other party's treatment methods. The habit that has been cultivated over the years cannot be reversed overnight or in a few months, just like a burning candle. When it is lit, it will not go out until it burns to the end.

Meng Linzhi's eyes fell on the side of Zong Zhang's hair. The two slightly whitish colors did not make Zong Zhang look old, but a sense of time quietly settled on the other party. When he saw Pu Yuan, his heart surged unconsciously. of peace.

Even if the Zongzhang's head was covered with frost the next moment, Meng Linzhi probably wouldn't be surprised.

He still kept the old sayings on his lips, the prescription didn't change much, he changed it, and said: "Don't worry, just close your eyes as much as you can, no matter how much I have, I have nothing else to say."

Meng Linzhi teased: "You really don't need the jars of ointment I made for you? Ufa is very effective."

Pu Yuan glanced at him: "No need."

Pu Yuan said: "Okay, I think you are still cooperating now, I have nothing to do here, I will go back to Shenling today. Last time I cultivated a few plants, it should grow well now."

Pu Yuan sent Meng Linzhi outside the door, and ordered Guanshi Li to go out and do a few things for him.

The servant took a few scrolls in his hand, ran up to the bookstore and handed them to Zongzhang.

"Master Zong, the list of the results of the two-month assessment is recorded in detail for each game."

After finishing speaking, the servant refilled the cold tea with hot ones, and the Zong Zhang stayed in the Book Pavilion all day to read the assessment records.

After Pu Yuan finished his annotations, it was going to be dark when he put down his pen.

The dim twilight covers the window, and the light in the bookstore is no better than daytime.Pu Yuan put away the annotated paper roll, and when he put it in the cabinet, his gaze turned to the corner side involuntarily.

He paused, picked up several rolls of rice paper bound with fiber rope in the cabinet, and opened them one by one after tossing and turning his thoughts.

At first Pu Yuan was used to sorting these things according to time when he collected them, and later he also developed the habit of classifying them batch by batch before storing them.

It has been broken for several months, and there is no correspondence. In fact, this is fine, after all, he made the choice first.

Pu Yuan found the earliest date annotation and unfolded it carefully and slowly.

It was the first time he opened these things after storing them. Thirteen years later, the pen and ink on them had already faded away with the years, and there were not many traces clearly visible.

At the beginning, Nayu always liked to smear randomly, and his handwriting was twisted and twisted like a snake crawling. He never liked to practice calligraphy, but in the end he was able to write decent handwriting.

From the initial scribbles, mistakes and omissions throughout, until the most recent page, the handwriting is clear and regular, but it can be seen that I still don’t like to write, and I lack a little patience. A few lines of writing are not as good as one line.

Pu Yuan unfolded the letters and calligraphy papers and read them again. The night was dark and the house was lit. Pu Yuan put away all the things and took out the small medicine bag in the drawer. The color is very gray and old.

Pu Yuan put the medicine bag together with the bundles of paper into the wooden box and locked it on the lock.

The servant was still guarding the door, and Pu Yuan stood in the shadow of the lamp. After a while, he picked up the wooden box and walked outside.

The servant bowed his head.

Pu Yuan handed out the wooden box and said: "Take it and bury it in the courtyard."

The servant knew what was in the box, and he saw the Zongzhang several times to collect the letters sent back one by one.

Even though he has become a father and a husband, the servant's mind has never been too delicate.However, Liu Songzi was quite sad in his heart at the moment. He asked, "Master Zong, do you really want to bury it?"

Pu Yuan turned around, his back hidden in the darkness.

"Ah."

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Zong Chang is over thirty and five years old, and is alone. Although there are not as many matchmakers who come to the door to talk about marriage as ten years ago, there are still some people who have not given up.

The widowed, divorced, and those who are a few years younger than the patriarch all think that the patriarch is unmarried at this age, so he shouldn't be picky anymore.

In the past, Liu Songzi always pushed this kind of job of rejecting people to the cold-faced Guanshi Li, but now, his position is no longer as firm as it was at first.

He looked left and right, exchanged glances with Guanshi Li, and whispered to the Zongzhang: "Zongzhang, Matchmaker Liu came to the door again in the afternoon, and this time she said kiss on behalf of Miss Liu in Qijiao Lane."

Liu Songzi gritted his teeth and continued to bite the bullet: "Servant, servant thinks..."

"It's good for Zongzhang to find someone to accompany him. Even if he doesn't love that person, but there is someone close to him who knows his coldness and hotness, and life can always pass slowly."

Liu Songzi's voice became weaker and weaker: "The head of the sect no longer waits, and there is no need to wait, then, then there is no need to waste time..."

After finishing speaking, Liu Songzi's front and back were covered with cold sweat. He knew he had violated the rules, let alone make his own claims, so he simply buried his head and knees in front of the Zongzhang.

Pu Yuan pinched the center of his brows and said softly, "Everyone go out first."

The servant and Li Guanshi left silently, Pu Yuan looked out of the window, it was bleak and quiet after autumn, this was the day he had already adapted to.

The next day, the matchmaker really brought Mrs. Liu to visit. The matchmaker should have agreed to the marriage, but the party involved involved the patriarch, and the patriarch refused to agree for a day. Naturally, the matchmaker and Liu Xiaoniang couldn't settle down.

When the two of them got together, Liu Xiaoniang came over after dressing up and carrying some dim sum that she had steamed herself.

Although Liu Xiaoniang is over [-] years old, the full/full charm of the curved willow eyebrows is unmatched by young girls.She lost her husband seven years ago, and she still remarried these years, the main reason for which is her admiration for the patriarch.

She didn't make frequent gestures like the young girls. She only occasionally observed whether there was anyone around the Zongzhang when he came in and out. The most outrageous time was to spend some money privately with a military guard last month, knowing that there was no one around the Zongzhang. , just decided to let Matchmaker Liu talk about the marriage for her.

The Zongyuan was three streets away, Xiaoyu jumped out of the carriage, paid the coachman's fare, and stopped at the spot, hesitating slightly.

He hasn't come back for half a year, Ah Yuan should calm down, he won't be allowed to come in.

When he came here, he was empty-handed, and the shark who was used to using the Zongyuan as his lair to come and go freely felt a little timid at this time.

Xiaoying took the money and went to a shop not far away to buy a few cans of tea. This season is very expensive. Before going out, Hongying gave him a lot of silver. Xiaoying only took two bags, and he spent a whole bag just to buy tea. .

He walked out of the tea shop with the tea pot in his hand, and almost collided with someone who came in from outside.

The other party said: "Who is so short--" the voice stopped abruptly.

The owner of the tea shop has been in business for 20 years, and the shop has taken root here and has never changed its front.Ten years ago, he was still young. Although he didn't join in the fun like others, he had seen the handsome and young brother of the Zongzhang wandering around the city several times from a distance through the shop.

The boss opened his mouth, and stared at the man in front of him who hadn't changed at all like a ghost.

"Dream, no one is exactly the same as ten years ago..."

The owner of the tea shop mistakenly thought that he was dazzled and had to look closely, but the blue figure had disappeared.

He murmured: "Demon, monster?!"

Holding the tea pot in her arms, Xiaoxie left in a hurry, and ran all the way to the gate of Zongyuan, but was stopped by Wu Wei.

He looked seriously at Wu Wei who stopped him: "I'm looking for A Yuan."

Xiaoyu explained: "Zong Zhang, I want to see Zong Zhang."

Wu Wei: "Is the head of the sect someone who outsiders can see casually?"

Xiaoyu looked around: "Where's Xu Zhong?"

Wu Wei said: "The boss has something to go back to his hometown."

Xu Zhong is the leader of Wuwei.

This batch of young guards on duty were all unfamiliar faces, Xiaoxie couldn't find anyone familiar with him, he could have bewitched this group of people to let them go, but thinking that he used to come and go freely, most of the sect gardens in his lair would not allow him After entering the door, the shark's nose felt sour.

"I'm really here to find the Zongzhang. I'm his Qidi brother."

The young Wu Wei laughed out loud.

"Young master, I think you look good in clothes, you should study hard at a young age, and don't come out to deceive people."

Xiaoyu was a little angry: "I'm really A Yuan's puppet brother."

Wu Weidao: "Da Zongchang used to have a Qidi, but that was more than ten years ago, you little son came here to lie before he was even haired, if you want to pretend to be that Qidi, at least pretend to be mature before coming here. "

Wu Wei said again: "Da Zongchang is still talking to the matchmaker and Liu Xiaoniang who came to visit today, and he doesn't weigh himself before lying."

shark:"……"

"I really am..."

Wu Wei was indifferent, and Xiao Jiao handed him the tea pot in his arms.

"You, you give it to A Yuan for me. This is the tea shop that Manager Li often goes to. Manager Li said that A Yuan likes to drink from this shop..."

When Xiaoying left, he noticed that people passing by around him looked and looked at him, he hurriedly lowered his head, remembering what Wu Wei said, and quickly found a clothes shop. probing gaze.

Shame used to love to go shopping in the city when he was lazy. He walked several streets according to the route he remembered. The bun shop, the sugar shop, the dim sum shop, and the shops he had entered more than once were still open, but the vendors were all changed. It's different.

Shark stood there stunned.

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Chapter to be revised, thank you all.

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