Da Deyun

The heavy rain stopped in the early summer, and Zhang Jiuling took Wang Jiulong back to Beijing to return to his command.

The affairs of Tianjin City have been settled, the supplies have been delivered smoothly, and the matters assigned by the second master have also been completed; His Majesty's entrustment did not dare to be delayed, and Wang Jiulong was worried that he did not wait for the injury to heal. Get out of bed and rush back.

After returning to his life, he closed the door to thank the guests and raised him in the academy.

On this trip, there was another person who followed back to Beijing. She was a girl. She was not outstanding in appearance, but she was pretty. She only knew her surname was Xu. After all, she was a girl, and the young masters didn't have the nerve to ask for her boudoir's name.

Zhou Jiuliang went to see Wang Jiulong early in the morning, and saw that the girl changed his wound medicine.

Ask: "This is?"

"Oh..." Wang Jiulong glanced at him, and said while putting on his clothes, "Medical girl."

"Her master is a military doctor in Tianjin City. If she hadn't pulled out the dagger for me, you wouldn't be able to see me now!"

As he spoke, there was an inexplicable sense of complacency in his brows and eyes.It's funny to see it, it's obviously a compliment to the master's medical skills, but why did he say a heroic flavor.

As always, Zhou Jiuliang rolled his eyes and pursed his mouth, smiled contemptuously and satirically, and said: "My master saved you, why did you bring this apprentice to Beijing!"

"I've only been hurt for a few days!" Wang Jiulong said fiercely, and pressed his chest again, as if the wound was torn because of the roar.

"My doctor, the doctor is afraid that my bumps on the road will make my injury worse, so I let my apprentice take care of me all the way!"

With this breath, I almost didn't catch my breath.

"Then you are back, you must not be sent back." Zhou Jiuliang picked up the teacup, blew on it, and said something indifferent.

"Is there anyone like you?" Zhang Jiuling came in from behind the screen with a smile on his face.

It looked like he had just finished class.

"I won't leave this time." Zhang Jiuling smiled.

Our Lord Zhou really didn't want to see the girl this week. After hearing this, everyone said thank you for the girl. Why did you come here? Turn around and send it back to her.

"What?" Zhou Jiuliang put down the teacup, a little puzzled.

It's not that he doesn't want to see people, it's just that he finds it annoying when there are so many brothers and sisters in the academy making noise, and the girl is too annoying; he just wants to be an idler, stay at home when teaching is not in session, and let Brother Meng Make it delicious.

"She is Lao Qin's junior sister." Zhang Jiuling lifted his robe, sat down on the edge of the bed, inspected the wound on Wang Jiulong's shoulder, back and arm; gently lifted the white obscene clothes, lest he accidentally touch the wound.

"Hey, I just put it on..." Wang Jiulong complained, and straightened up slightly, allowing him to see his back without relying on the bedding.

"Hey, let's continue." Zhou Jiuliang muttered to the side, moving the small bench and rubbing forward two steps.

"When did Lao Qin have a girl~"

Looking at that curious gossip, he doesn't have the usual courage of Mr. Li Deyun at all.

"Old Qin used to learn martial arts, and the two worshiped the same master."

Zhang Jiuling tied the obscene clothes and said, "It's just that I didn't study for long."

"That's not the master who was passing the door. He learned it from a master in martial arts. Didn't he learn it for a long time?" Wang Jiulong interjected, remembering that he and Lao Qin went to Brother Zhui'er's military camp a few years ago Li practiced his hands, and the two of them talked about it.

"You're young, how can you understand." Zhang Jiuling smiled a little silly, peeled a walnut casually, and said: "Not all martial arts masters are capable."

Hearing this, Zhou Jiuliang understood: Lao Qin wanted to learn martial arts when he was a child, and he found a martial arts master, and this girl also went to learn it, thinking that the master was not capable, so he didn't continue to learn.

It doesn't matter what happens later, after all, these two people know each other, and they can barely be regarded as brothers and sisters.

"You all know..." Zhou Jiuliang pursed his lips and felt a little unhappy, thinking that he didn't know what everyone knew.

annoying.

You said that our master Zhou, except for the hall master, treats other brothers and sisters like a little girl.No one can talk about it when they see it, the cold, arrogant, withdrawn and ignorant little gentleman wants to go together.

Lao Qin used to be like this too, his seniors and brothers had no idea how to play together, although they were childish and foolish, they were always at ease.

Now, maybe it's all grown up.

When the medical girl came to Qingxiao Pavilion to see him, she also felt that she almost didn't know him.

Not the kind of alienation you haven't seen for years.

It's not a mature stranger.

That is, it feels like a different person.

"Brother." she called.

Qin Xiaoxian looked at her and frowned, as if he didn't remember who it was; that's right, when the two met they were in martial arts, they were both young, and they didn't have a deep friendship.

Back then, she was not in good health, so her parents sent her to learn two strokes to strengthen her body; although she gave up martial arts in less than half a year, she still felt that learning was not in vain.

Met a nice guy.

It's been several years.

She said: "Tianjin City, Shengnan Martial Arts Hall."

Xu Xiaoyu who abandoned martial arts to study medicine.

"Oh." He seemed to remember it, and smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, very indifferent and calm.

No emotion.

He was not like this before.

Xu Xiaoyu stood quietly for a while, looking around the attic; the walls were covered with paintings, and the scenes in the paintings were all different.

The people in the four seasons of spring and autumn are all the same.

Xu Xiaoyu seemed to understand something again.

He said: "Is there something wrong?"

As a medical girl, she is naturally seeing a doctor. After seeing Wang Jiulong, Mr. Gao asked her to come to Qingxiao Pavilion to see him. It is said that she has little food and no sleep, and her body is getting weaker and weaker.

Xu Xiaoyu thought about it many times, what kind of scene the two will meet when they meet again, and what kind of words he will say.Will be the same as before, laughing in a ruffian way: what's your name?

Or, ask her why she came to Beijing.

Xu Xiaoyu lowered his eyes, and there was a sense of helplessness in his smile; he said, "Come and see someone."

It really doesn't answer the question.

Lao Qin didn't speak, he lay down by the window, he could see the tung tree leaves protruding from the front yard of Qitang from a distance, he was a little dazed.

"What about you?" Xu Xiaoyu smiled, took a step towards him, and smelled the rainy floral fragrance on his clothes.

"When are you going to meet the person you want to see?"

Xu Xiaoyu looked at his back and felt that the black robe was very cold and warm at the same time.

There are some singing voices from the attic. It's a few young masters practicing academic theory; when they have nothing to do, they sing a few lines according to the opera.

In the past, Tao Yang always sang.

Listening to this word, what is sung is a tragic drama of life and death.The singing is also good, the words are correct, the accent is round, smooth and lyrical; listening to it makes people feel sour.

Listening to the scholar's heart is sad, and the book's heart is dead.

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"I can't see you anymore."

According to the book, it is too light.