After the general fell ill

The bones and veins under the palm were raised, and he comforted: "Okay, listen to you."

After saying that, Gu Yan embraced his whole body, Su Ce raised his hand hesitantly and patted Gu Yan's back lightly, and heard a muffled voice in his ear.

"Better so."

That night, after Su Ce drank the soup and waited for Gu Yan to stabilize, they chatted casually about the armor styles of Yan and Qin. When playing with Su Ce's sword, they mentioned the famous sword forging in history. division.

Before Tan Qiu came to remind the two to go to bed, they exchanged some remarks on military classics.

Until the early morning of the second day, before Gu Yan left the Gu mansion, they tacitly did not mention what happened last night.

Su Ce also felt a little guilty because of Gu Yan's attitude. No matter whether the other party recognized that he was Liu Jian from seven years ago, seeing that Gu Yan was so persistent with him, he couldn't turn a blind eye.

After drinking the decoction this day, Su Ce took a walk in the courtyard as usual, remembering the military classics that he talked about with Gu Yan yesterday, and walked back to yesterday's room.

There are a lot of books in this room, presumably it is a study room, Su Ce picked some military books on the bookshelf and planned to revise the annotations.

Even if he intends to leave a book to pass on to future generations, he is afraid that he will leave endless fragments, so it is better to sort out the works of his predecessors.It would be even better if Gu Yan had time to read it.

When Gu Yan came back, what he saw was Su Ce writing and drawing on the paper with a pen.

"An Lan, your hands don't shake anymore." Gu Yan stepped forward and said happily.

Su Ce raised his head and smiled at him: "It's much better."

Gu Yanfu looked down at the paper in his hand again, and read it carefully: "This is what we discussed yesterday..."

Su Ce nodded, "I have nothing to do, I can write whatever I want, Ting Yuan won't mind?"

Gu Yan shook his head, straightened up and said, "Don't be tired, I'll peel an orange for you."

Gu Yan went straight to the small kitchen, took a few oranges that were placed on the ground, turned around and returned to Su Ce's room.

Seeing him coming in with kumquats in his hand, Su Ce was about to reach out to take one, but was blocked by Gu Yan.

"You are busy with your work."

After that, he began to skillfully peel the kumquat into the shape of a flower, broke off one of the petals and handed it to Su Ce's lips.

Su Ce bit his mouth open, swallowed and said, "It's a little sour."

Gu Yan, on the other hand, kept his eyes on Su Zhizhi's blood-colored lips, and opened his mouth to swallow a piece of orange, which was obviously very sweet.

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17. Calligraphy and painting

——A painting depicting Su Ce's graceful figure.

The seven days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day when Cao Shiren came to consult a doctor.

Gu Yan wasn't too busy recently, so he stayed by Su Ce's side as usual, watching Mr. Cao's pulse with breathless concentration.

"How?" Gu Yan asked with a frown.

Cao Shiren tidied up the medicine box in a calm manner, stood up and stroked his beard and said, "The wind and cold are good, but the general's illness is still the same. When the weather is warmer, you can go out for a walk more..." Fu sighed again In one breath, "Let's recuperate slowly."

After watching Tan Qiu send Cao Shiren out of the house, Gu Yan turned back and walked to Su Ce's side. He opened and closed his upper and lower lips for a long time, but he didn't know what to say, and finally said in a low voice: "An Lan, the old thing you had in Yan country before, I'll let you know." I asked someone to bring it back, and you can take a look at it later."

Hearing this, Su Ce straightened up from the soft pillow, and asked in surprise, "What old thing?"

Gu Yan walked around to Su Ce's bed and sat down, explaining: "It's the things you use frequently in your mansion in Guangyang, and they will be here in a while."

After hearing this, Su Ce leaned back on the soft pillow without much interest, but still said solemnly, "Thank you Ting Yuan."

Gu Yan, who had been staring at him all the time, naturally found that Su Ce was not very interested, and it was not beyond his expectations. After all, Su Ce didn't even care about tiger charms and swords, and he didn't seem to be interested in other things.

However, Su Ce felt that this was really unnecessary. Gu Yan's mansion was a new house bestowed by the emperor, except for the servants, everything else was brand new and precious.

His mansion in Guangyang was the residence of a certain descendant of the royal family that was temporarily expropriated. During that time, he woke up at Yinshi and slept at Haishi, so the mansion was only a place to stay.

Ever since he chose to sell his property and ignore his ancestral heritage, he seldom regards anything as his own private property.

Once a knife is used smoothly, it will not be replaced again, making it a habit. If it is broken, it is okay to change it again.

Later, when he assisted Liang Yu, his time was even tighter, and sometimes he would even sleep directly in the palace until late at night. In his opinion, the bed in the palace was no different from his own mansion, it was just a place for people to rest.

With the passage of time, the distinctive features of his aristocratic family gradually faded, until now, there is no trace left.

Only Gu Yan once had too much contact with him, who was still the head of the Su family in Yinzhou, and mistakenly thought that the 25-year-old Su Ce still carried the shadow of the son of the family.

Su Ce's eyes drifted over Gu Yan's shoulders to the curtain of layered tulle beside him, he casually twisted a corner of it and rubbed it a few times, the touch was no different from that of Guangyang or Jinling.

Gu Yan casually picked up an illustrated book of herbal medicine that he had borrowed from Xue Yuanshi on the desk, in order to change the topic just now.

The two of them followed Gu Yan to flip through the pages of the illustrated book, chatting casually.

Gu Yan found out that Su Ce knew a thing or two about many poisonous insects and herbs, presumably because of his years of marching.

But Su Ce discovered that Gu Yan knew many plants that ordinary people didn't know, which should be because he was in Qingzhou and far away from the Central Plains.

The more they chatted, the more speculative they became, and it was as if they were discussing the art of war in a sand table, which made people feel excited, and the topic gradually shifted from the illustrated book of herbs to Udi and the book of war.

When Tan Qiu entered the room to ask for instructions, the two were still engrossed in the debate just now.They are also coaches, so naturally they have many common languages.

Su Ce silently recorded the content of the discussion between Gu Yan and him just now, and planned to mark it in the military book in his spare time for easy organization.

Then he stood up with Gu Yan's support, put on a black robe, and followed Tan Qiu step by step, to take a look at the old things that had traveled hundreds of miles from Guangyang to Chang'an.

The first box was the books he left behind in Guangyang Mansion. Su Ce looked through the compendiums of these books. It seems that no matter how old or new, Gu Yan's personal soldiers obeyed his orders and even brought over several stacks of scriptures that the prince of the previous dynasty loved. up.

Su Ce put these books aside and flipped through them again. Some memorials were also included, but they are not too important now.

Seeing Su Ce walking forward again, Gu Yan nodded to Tan Qiu, and the latter comprehendedly beckoned the soldiers to put the books in the study.

There was nothing to see in the second box, it was nothing more than some decorations. Su Ce glanced at it, then moved his eyes to the box next to him.

The third box was still books. Su Ce simply flipped through them. Most of them were calligraphy and painting copybooks collected by the princes of the previous dynasty.

In the painting, the woman is dressed in a rouge dress and a fox fur on her shoulders. Looking back, there is a cold fragrance of red plums and proud snow.

Seeing that he showed appreciation, Gu Yan also leaned over, but when he found out that it was a picture of a lady, he was quite disappointed.

I thought that what Su Ce unfolded would be a landscape painting of the rising sun, but I didn't expect him to be appreciating ladies.

From an angle that Su Ce couldn't see, Gu Yan twitched the corner of his mouth in disdain. This picture of a lady is nothing to look at. If Su Ce really wants to admire beauties, he might as well take a closer look at himself in the bronze mirror.

Gu Yan didn't know what he was up to, absently playing with the jade pendant hanging from his waist, he just wanted to go back to the study and spread out the rice paper to draw a painting.

——A painting depicting Su Ce's graceful figure.

Su Ce's idea was unexpectedly simple. He just saw this picture of ladies and recalled Liang Mao's Empress Zhang. The woman in this painting was similar to Empress Zhang. The girl's appearance has not yet grown, but she has gradually moved closer to her father, but her temperament has followed that of Queen Zhang.

The old man has passed away, so why bother.

After Su Ce put the picture of a lady back, he turned around and saw Gu Yan with a gloomy expression, and asked, "Ting Yuan, what's wrong?"

"nothing……"

Similar to the dull voice he had when he hugged himself a few days ago, Su Ce looked at him worriedly, and took the initiative to explain: "The painting of ladies may have been collected by the original owner of the mansion. I think this painting is very similar to the late Emperor's Empress Zhang. So I thought of Emperor Jing."

Gu Yan didn't know Su Ce's background in Guangyang Mansion, so he asked curiously, "The original owner?"

"In the third year of Shiping, shortly after conquering Guangyang, we temporarily expropriated many houses for resettlement. The original owner of this house was a descendant of the royal family of the previous dynasty. He took his family to Chang'an when Meng Xian occupied this place. "

As Su Ce said, he walked to the fourth box. The fourth box was the same as the second box, and they were all decorations.

Su Ce looked at the remaining boxes, all of which were similar to the previous two boxes, and it was not until the tenth box that it was different from the previous boxes.

The tenth box is the clothes he often wears in Guangyang. Looking at so many boxes, only this box is comparable to Jiyu.

All he wears these days is Gu Yan's clothes, and his own clothes are always different from others' when it comes to close-fitting clothes.

When Su Ce finished rummaging through all these boxes, Tan Qiu, who had been directing the soldiers to move things in the rear, told Gu Yan that all the clothes that had been customized in the tailor shop had arrived.

Gu Yan didn't expect that the days of bringing back Su Ce's old things would collide with the days of custom-made clothes, but there are not too many clothes, so he said to Su Ce