It's hard to seal a fool

Jin Lang will be a little restless these days.

I don't know if it was because Jiang Chongshi was aware of his handwriting and warned him, or because Song Qingming came back with a sixth prince.

It was rumored that these two people were enmity with each other, but the sixth prince refused to take shortcuts, the post house was not allowed, and he had to take a long way to find Song Qingming's military accounts.What's more, he heard the news from Ning Jing that the sixth prince still volunteered to supervise the battle.

Could it be that Song Qingming, a kid, was acquainted with the Sixth Prince in Ningjing, and this time he was invited to support the scene and warn himself?

General Jin Lang was thinking wildly, when the concierge outside suddenly came to report, saying that Xiaoguan Song Zhonghou had sent someone to deliver things, so Jin Lang Jiang must see it with his own eyes.

A little impatient in his heart, he called people in.

"I have seen General Lang," Wang Wang came in, and saluted in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, "my family said that since general Lang gave him a big gift, and the gift is reciprocal, Zhonghou should also pay back. However, people are poor, so The Marquis of Zhong personally caught a pair of desert praying mantises and ordered the humble officer to send them over."

Mantis?What does he mean.Jin Lang Jiang couldn't figure out what Song Qingming was thinking, he hesitated, and reached out to open the brocade box.

I saw only one praying mantis jumping up and down inside.

"...Didn't it mean a pair of praying mantises, why is there only one?" He frowned.

"Perhaps it was eaten by the other one." Wang Wang looked at Jin Langjiang with a smile, as if you were slowly guessing for yourself.

In just a moment, Jin Lang will suddenly understand.Living in a harsh environment, desert praying mantises sometimes cannibalize when they cannot catch prey.This is Song Qingming mocking that he only knows how to fight among himself, and he is not even as good as a cannibal mantis!

"Bold!" Jin Lang overturned the brocade box, and the praying mantis jumped out and escaped, disappearing for a moment.He was flushed and very angry. "A little Huaihua Zhonghou..."

"That's also the prince's son!" Wangwang interrupted him bluntly, cupped his hands and sneered, "My young master can find out about this, and he naturally has evidence in his hand. If General Jin Lang refuses to let go, the young master will ask you to tell you— - do it yourself."

He retreated without humility.

"Okay, what a Song Qingming!" Jin Lang was about to overturn the table, and when he was furious, he looked up and saw Jiang Chongshi appearing at the door at some time.

He immediately withdrew his momentum, and said in a dazed voice, "General!..."

"Some things are too late." Jiang Chongshi looked at him deeply, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

"But I'm not reconciled." Jin Langjiang lowered his head, with resentment in his eyes. "It's just a child with a yellow mouth."

Jiang Chongshi looked at the sullen look on the face of the person in front of him, sighed softly, and stopped talking.

How much he wanted Jin Xiu to go back to the beginning, still the carefree young man.

Over the years, Jinxiu has used his breeze to pretend to be arrogant and domineering. It's not that he doesn't know it, but he is willing to indulge. It's all because he was one step too late back then.

Maybe he can go back to the past when the day he gets his revenge and the resentment in his heart is relieved.

When Hopeful came back, Song Qingming was in Qin Shou's tent, holding a bowl of hot water in his hand.

Qin Shou was curled up under the thin quilt at the moment, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he looked extremely painful.

"Hey... you have this strange disease that happens once a month, no wonder the doctor doesn't heal himself." Song Qingming shook his head, and handed the hot water to him, "Drink it, drinking more hot water is always good .”

Qin Shou closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless, but he couldn't help but rolled his eyes inwardly.I really want to carry a bucket of hot water and pour him with hot water, so that he can drink more hot water when his leg is broken, and drink more hot water when his head is lost.

Song Qingming didn't know it, and put his head on Qin Shou's side.

This has been the case since Song Qingming met him. Qin Shou said that he was poisoned, and he would have seizures one day a month.There are many secrets about Qin Shou, but if he doesn't tell them, Song Qingming won't ask.

"The bitter cold in the army is not suitable for thin arms and legs like you after all. If you want, I will send a letter to my father and ask him to think of a way..."

"……Do not……"

"what?"

"Need not……"

"Oh, alright." Song Qingming spread his hands, and moved Qin Shou's head to his lap as a pillow, "It will be more comfortable this way."

Qin Shou moved his head, but finally let him go helplessly.

When Zhao Xi lifted the curtain and came in, this was the scene.

"It seems that my prince is worrying about Song Zhonghou for nothing," Zhao Xi squinted his eyes and watched, as if he wanted to engrave this scene in his heart, and he looked like he had nothing to do with himself, but he seemed to spit out every word, " When the Marquis of Zhong enters the army, it can be said that he is like a fish in water, there must be a lot of good men in the army, and he does not think about Sichuan every day."

"Zhao Xi!" Song Qingming wanted to explain, but when he heard the last sentence, his throat choked. "Is that how you think of me?"

Knowing that the person on the other side was speaking out of anger, Song Qingming couldn't just say a few words with a grin and a joke.

Song Qingming suddenly got up from the table, Qin Shou's head hit the ground with a bang, he gritted his teeth and growled in pain: "Song Qingming, what are you doing!"

Zhao Xi's expression changed, he turned around and strode out.

It's fine if you're someone else, but Qin Shou and Song Qingming have never gotten along well. When he was in the Duke's mansion, he would come to the door from time to time and say something in front of the dumb child, "newcomer, old man", "sleep", "ass up" "Yes, now that Song Qingming is going on an expedition, a doctor from Qin Shou has followed him, and he is still staying in Song Qingming's army account, looking so intimate...

Zhao Xi didn't know why he was so annoyed.

After his 14th birthday, his mother sent two court ladies to teach him about men and women, but after a little investigation, he found out that those two were the eyes of his mother and Zhao Jin.Zhao Xi said it was the warlord, but in fact he escaped from the man-eating palace.

It was too cold in the palace.

But the people outside the palace have a pair of passionate eyes.Without scheming and calculation, that person doesn't even know his own identity, nor will he be respectful and ridiculed behind his back.

That person only likes to watch him cook tea, watch him write, and occasionally stare at his butt, or stare blankly at his face.

At first, Zhao Xi was disgusted. He only thought that there would be people like Song Qingming in this world. He was thick-skinned and heartless. He hated Song Qingming for his frivolous appearance. He hated Song Qingming for selling himself at will. He hated Song Qingming. Bullying him and belittling him is like hating everyone in the palace for their indifference and contempt for him.

However, every time Song Qingming came to see Zhao Xi, he always brought three inches of sunshine with him. He was obviously smiling and not serious, but he could easily detect his depressed mood.

That fool's feelings are pure and white, he treats someone well with all his heart, and he never seems to be calculating and fighting each other in a cold palace.

Zhao Xi really couldn't understand Song Qingming anymore, that person seemed to care about him, and at the same time belittled him, such unfathomable emotions kept being cut and messed up, and he didn't know how to deal with it.Zhao Xi, Zhao Xi, should you hate that person, or should you...

"Song, Qing, Ming."

The sun and the moon are also bright.

"Hmph..." Under the flickering candlelight, he sneered softly, as if he was laughing at others, but at the same time he seemed to be laughing at himself.

Song Qingming stood in front of Zhao Xi's tent, and the sentries who were about to change the guard swarmed behind them.

"Pick it up! Lift it up! Quickly lift it up!"

The night sky is like washing, the Milky Way stretches thousands of miles, and the stars are bright and dreamy.After a long time, Song Qingming put down the hand that was about to lift the curtain, turned around and walked outside.Forget it, tomorrow.

"Eh..."

While those sentries were still feeling sorry, Song Qingming turned his head and threw a slash, and they immediately dispersed.

In the early morning of the next day, it was said that the Sixth Prince, who had finished inspecting the army, had gone back. The frontier was bitterly cold, and he couldn't stay for another night, so he left overnight without leaving a sound or saying goodbye to anyone.

When Song Qingming heard the news, he was annoyed and could only sigh deeply.I'd better wait for the day when the class teacher returns to court, and go to him personally to clarify.

Say something... what?

Song Qingming let out a long sigh, and simply stopped thinking about it.Remembering that Qin Shou had no one to take care of him, he sent Fa Cai away.

Otherwise, it should be said that they value sex over friends again.

In the tent, Qin Shou got up with a pale face, rummaged through his luggage for the cotton and cloth strips he had prepared earlier, looked outside the tent, and put them on with a rustle.

Under the candlelight, the silver needles shone with silver-white light. He raised his hand and slowly moved the needles on Sanyinjiao, Gongsun, and Diji acupoints to adjust the Chongmai, dispel cold and relieve pain. To begin with, face the fortune-teller who enters the door.

"The ginger soup sent by the humble official from Zhonghou is bitter and cold at the border. Please take care of your health." Fa Cai put down the ginger soup, smelling a faint smell of blood, and lowered his eyes.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious." Qin Shou took the ginger soup and drank it down, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, but still frowned and endured the pain. "Thank you, tell him not to knock my head on the ground next time."

"you……"

"I really have nothing to do. Go and serve your young master."

Seeing Fa Cai leave in doubt, Qin Shouchang let out a sigh of relief and quickly dealt with the matter under the case.Damn it, life like this will last for many more years.

In the school grounds, Song Qingming waved his hand and ordered him to leave after hearing the report of Fa Cai. Thinking of the poison on his body, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Qin Shou is indeed no different from a normal person on weekdays, but there are many things about him that cannot be explained.After he got acquainted with Qin Shou, it's not that he didn't send someone to investigate him.

However, all traceable incidents began when Qin Shou stepped into the Renhe Medical Center for the first time when he was 14 years old.After that, he went from doing errands in the medical clinic to becoming a doctor in the medical clinic. Later, he bought the Renhe Medical Clinic, made a name for himself, and continued to expand, opening branches all the way to Ningjing.

All of this should not be something that a young boy from an ordinary mountain village can do in six years.

Where did Qin Shou's never-before-seen medical skills, which are amazed by the world, come from; the poison he said on his body, and many others, all the secrets are sealed in the bottom of his heart that no one can touch.

Song Qingming sometimes wondered, he regards Qin Shou as a confidant, does Qin Shou also regard him as a reliable comrade-in-arms?

He shook his head abruptly, laughing at himself thinking too much.

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Song Qingming: It's another day when I want to expose but dare not.