It was rare that for two days in a row, Xing Wuxia did not get up early. He slept until almost noon, then he stood up and walked to the front of the hall. His face was not very good-looking, gray and gloomy. He could be described as haggard, and his eyes were dull. , as soon as I walked to the front of the hall, I already felt uncomfortable all over, and felt a little dizzy. I fell down as if sitting on the imperial chair, and looked listlessly at the snow falling in front of my eyes for a moment. It took a long time for it to calm down, but my expression was still quite ugly.
"Now I believe that those officials who died from exhaustion in ancient times were not nonsense." Mr. Xun emerged from the inner hall and sat down silently. He stretched out his palm and spread it out to Xing Wu. In front of Xia Xia, he gestured with his eyes. Seeing that the latter did not move, he curled his lips and said, "I have been a doctor for a long time. I learned some pulse pinching skills from my husband earlier. The doctors in the capital are busy and have long sent people to invite them. Now I still have to do it." Before you come to the door, let me help you first, and maybe I can see some clues about the hidden illness, so why can't you trust me?"
Xingwuxia is extremely busy these days. He leaves early and comes back late. He almost visits all the neighbors and famous officials in the court. In winter, the sun rises very late and sets very early, so every time Xingwuxia goes out, he always I have guessed that with my current age, I might not be able to bear all this trouble, but I didn’t expect the retribution to come so quickly. I have been busy these past few days and my appetite should have increased, but I always feel like eating after just two bites. The belly was full, the more strength he exerted, the less he ate and slept. It was not until the lesions began to appear that he realized something was wrong. He did not twist Mr. Xun to speak. He raised his left hand with the palm of his hand facing up and handed his wrist into Mr. Xun's palm. , sighing deeply.
"I thought about doing more things, but it's really not as good as back then. When I was in my prime, I would fall asleep easily with my pillow on my back, and my body would be full after every meal. I didn't expect that now I eat less and sleep less, and it's getting worse."
As usual, there should be no conversation during the pulse-asking season, for fear that the pulse at hand may be wrong, but Xun Yuantuo did not follow this rule. He clasped Xing Wuxia's wrist with his five fingers and kept talking. He groaned twice and said, "Forget it, given Brother Xing's age, there are still people who are happy to have a few more children in a year. Don't be depressed all day long and feel that they don't have much time to live. Even though he is not good at medical skills, But I can still make a rough guess. I have been working too hard recently and my energy has been tense. It is inevitable that I will suffer some backlash. I think he'll be able to recover in a few days, I'm very worried."
Of course Xing Wuxia knew what Xun Yuantuo was talking about. He rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "What do you think? The assassination has caused unrest in the capital. If he hadn't stood firm, he doesn't know how many more people would be around him in the future." Difficult measures are waiting behind us, how can we not be in a hurry."
However, when he said this, Xing Wuxia did not look at Mr. Xun, but his eyebrows were slightly lowered.
"I'm not good at practicing medicine, but I'm particularly good at reading people's eyes." Xun Yuantuo, who was wearing heavy clothes, had cold palms, actually even colder than Xing Wuxia. He withdrew his hand and said casually, "In my opinion, Come on, Brother Xing has a wrong thing in his eyes, like a nail in his eye, but he can't get it out, so now his eyes are a little confused, and that wrong thing was not done by Brother Xing, so naturally there is no need to blame himself. , the wrongdoer has his own fault, and the cause and effect in the future must be borne by the person who made the mistake, so why worry about it."
For many days, especially after the assassination, Xing Wuxia went out earlier and came back more late. He didn't even use the food at home. He didn't know whether he felt guilty or didn't know how to see Mr. Xun, so he would rather Running around in the wind and snow all day long to visit was very draining on my heart and mind. Now my poor health is the reason why I have no choice but to stay at home instead of going out. Even Li Kuang and Wang Fituo were very suspicious as to why the chief clerk, who was the first to follow Mr. Xun back to Beijing, was so desperate. If Li Kuang or Wang Fituo were to handle the matter, they would probably spend more than half a month visiting everyone. After two or three families, people and horses are exhausted, and it is rare to see people like Xing Wuxia risking their lives and running around, straining their bodies and minds. But even if he could hide it from the remaining people, how could he hide it from Xun Yuantuo? He just never mentioned it and let Xing Wuxia run around. After doing many things, he didn't pay attention to this matter today. , after all, it was never pointed out.
"Young master, you must have a master's principle in doing things. If you never forget your original ambition, even if everyone in the world can't see it, so what can you do."
Xun Yuantuo smiled but did not answer.
After noon, when the snow suddenly started to lighten, Mr. Xun ordered the horses to be prepared, but he did not call the servants to come.
Instead, he asked the two maids to come and prepare their horses. The soldiers around the mansion saw Mr. Xun planning to go out and insisted on following him, but were stopped by the latter's few words. They proudly made a few gestures to Wang Fuzhuo and the others, probably saying this. The martial arts of the three were trustworthy, and there was no need for them to follow them. They walked straight out of the door, put down the whip for the time being, and helped the two maids, who were very new to horse preparation, to calm the horses properly. They gave them detailed instructions on the key points and said, The two of them will still be required to prepare their horses next time. If they are still so unfamiliar, it will be unjustifiable, and they will be punished no matter what. The bright-skinned and slightly plump woman was very uneasy, and her behavior was naturally a bit humble. After hearing the instructions for punishment, her behavior became even more cautious. However, when the more delicate maid heard this, her eyebrows moved for a moment, but she did not change her expression. .
Xing Wuxia, who had already cooked the medicine and drank a bowl of it, was the first to get on his horse. Seeing that Mr. Xun was very interested in the two maids, he immediately understood that this kind of thing was not unusual in the capital, even for great talents. Exception, being elegant and elegant has never been inconsistent, so I just find it funny. I also admire this young master. It is said that he is exquisite in all aspects. When he is in Sutai County, his behavior is very different from when he is in the capital. When he goes to the countryside, he does as the Romans do. , is much higher than others, which cannot be called a bad thing. .five
But what kind of person is Xun Yuantuo? He only needs to glance at the clues to know what Xing Wuxia is thinking. When he was riding his horse slowly out of the city, the two riders walked together and talked about Xing Wuxia by the way.
"Brother Xing has some omissions in his thoughts. Although I don't mean to preach, I still want to ask for some innocence. Don't think of me as a slut who wants to take advantage of the maid. Although I am often called your young master, But everyone knows that in this imperial city, a young master from the Qingchai Xun family cannot be worthy of these two words."
This mansion and its objects were all left by the ugly official Sun Fulu. Xun Yuantuo only added a few new objects, but the two maids had never been in this mansion. He personally selected these two people through the lieutenants sent by the emperor. Although they were mentioned first, their identities were quite clean, but Xun Yuantuo never believed what others said. Although they were tested not long ago, the two Most of the people are indeed not the secret agents. For the sake of safety, it is best to do enough on the surface. At least it is better to avoid the grass and scare the snake. It is better to do less. It is best to make the people behind these two maids wish for what they want. , which made him always feel that this newly arrived Mr. Xun was calculating every move he made. On the one hand, he could avoid causing trouble, and on the other hand, when he followed the vine, he would move like thunder and it would be difficult to counterattack.
This time Mr. Xun was not far away from where he wanted to go. He only had to leave the capital and go to the suburbs. It was quite close to Sun Fulu's new residence. Being an ugly person of the second rank, it is not a bad thing to take advantage of the free time to discuss some big and small matters. What's more, the three Wang Fuzhuo people have cold expressions and often look around. They can probably protect Mr. Xun's life, so there is no need to worry too much. , not to mention that there is actually no such big danger, so I feel relieved now.
But after leaving the city, Mr. Xun led the way, but it was not the official road to Sun Fulu's residence. Instead, after leaving the city gate, he ordered Wang Fuzhuo and the other three to keep an eye on the surroundings for signs of people, and from among the boundless shrubs. He walked along a path rarely visited by people, and then he galloped away from the capital city in an instant. In a short time, he had already run for more than ten miles until he reached a small village with no more than ten households. He got off his horse and refused to explain at all.
The small village is very small and hidden in deep woods and shrubs. It is very remote. Therefore, even if it is not far from the capital, most people who are not elderly people in the capital do not know that there is such a village more than ten miles outside the capital. It's a pity that the season it came in was quite miserable.
The courtyard walls are dilapidated everywhere, and ten or five thatched huts have collapsed, covered by flying snow. There seem to be no more than ten households here, and many are deserted. Only three or two families seem to be still inhabited, but they are all closed.
Mr. Xun did not rush forward and knock on the door to inquire. Instead, he wandered around the village for a while and looked at the extremely dilapidated small temple in the center of the village. There seemed to be a moving figure, so he stepped into the temple.
There was an old woman and a very young girl in the temple.
The old woman knelt down on the futon and couldn't stop mumbling. She kowtowed to the clay Buddha statue in front of her. The woman beside her looked attentive and attentive, not at all like a woman from such a run-down village.
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I wonder if there are any wealthy families in this village? "
The old woman who was still kowtowing did not make any move, but the woman who was supporting the old woman turned around and dragged Mr. Xun out of the temple very reproachfully. She looked him up and down and said, "You don't know the etiquette. It is most taboo when someone in the temple burns incense and kowtows." If someone disturbs you, it is disrespectful to the Buddha. You are a rich and noble man, how come you don’t even know this point?"
However, Mr. Xun did not pay attention to the person in front of him. Instead, he stared at the old woman who was kowtowing in the temple. His eyes were red and his whole body was shaking. He took out an object from his hands, put it in the suspicious woman's hand, and pointed at the woman. The old woman, who was only a dozen steps away, turned around and left quickly, as if she was afraid that she would stay a moment longer.
The woman looked at the stumbling back of the young man in brocade clothes, and took out the items at hand from the satin. Only then did she realize that it was a porcelain bottle that looked like it had been broken into pieces and then glued together.
Over the years, Xun Yuantuo has always carried this porcelain vase with him wherever he went. Even on the way from Qingchai to the capital, he encountered thieves who robbed homes and houses, and even if he almost lost his footing on a cliff thousands of feet high, the porcelain vase never broke. The young master has traveled a long, long distance.
However, the farthest thing is that it is sad to be close at hand.
