The whole day passed uneventfully. Bao Cheng was busy at both ends, watching Xie Mengxia drink medicine and Yao Yao pouring medicine. His legs were a little thinner because of his busy schedule, but when he thought of Leng Linjiang He immediately enjoyed the promised reward and was full of energy.
Han Changmu didn't show up all day long, didn't eat, and didn't visit Yao Yao in the guest room. This really made Bao Cheng strange. He was so cold-blooded in pursuing the girl. This man also died alone because of his strength.
He thought about all this, raised his head and glanced at Yao Yao who was carving something, and clicked his tongue.
Yao Yao noticed Bao Cheng's probing and hesitant gaze and asked in a low voice without raising his head, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Bao Cheng joked: "I saw that you recovered very quickly. You are indeed a god. When you came back last night, I really thought you were going to die."
Yao Yao smiled: "How could it be possible? I know my own medicine well."
A teasing smile appeared on Bao Cheng's dark face: "It's a good thing that you recovered quickly, but I'm just thinking that if someone doesn't come to see you again, you'll be completely fine."
Yao Yao's hand paused for a moment and continued to lower the knife steadily: "Someone, are you talking about yourself?"
Bao Cheng regained his energy, walked up to Yao Yao, and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be stupid, you know who I'm talking about."
Seeing that Yao Yao didn't answer, he didn't tell him to shut up, so he continued: "You know, when he brought you in last night, his face was ugly, almost like a dead man's face. I See, he has you in his heart."
Yao Yao lowered his eyes, concealing the myriad thoughts in his eyes, and murmured as if unintentionally: "It will be gone soon."
Bao Cheng said: "What did you say?"
Yao Yao didn't even raise his head and said calmly: "It's nothing."
Bao Cheng saw that Yao Yao was still holding her hands. The patterns on the jade pendants had begun to take shape, but she didn't have any patterns in her hands. It was as if the patterns were engraved in her heart. He marveled: "Where did you learn all this? With all your skills, you will never starve to death wherever you go."
Yao Yao smiled, the smile only appeared on his face, his eyes were as cold as winter: "Bao Cheng, if you leave Chang'an in the future, where do you want to go?"
Bao Cheng held his head and thought for a moment: "Let's go to Luoyang. No, Luoyang is too close to Chang'an. Let's go to Yangzhou. No, no, no, the prices in Yangzhou are too high. I can't even afford a house. Otherwise, Go to Yumen Pass? I've always wanted to see the grand scene of the desert with straight smoke and the sun setting over the long river." He made up his mind and slapped his thigh heavily: "Yes, let's go to Yumen Pass. The prices are still cheap and the house prices are not high, so I will Buy one for two and move it into a small courtyard, then sell it to a few servants to serve it, it will be a pleasure."
He had a sweet dream of getting rich overnight, and suddenly came up to Yao Yao and said, "Leng Linjiang said that after I took good care of you, he would give me a reward. Tell me, how much reward can he give me, and will it be enough for me?" Want to buy a small yard at Yumenguan?"
Yao Yao raised his eyelids and said with a smile: "Leng Linjiang has always been generous and does what he says. If he says he will reward you, he will definitely give you real money."
Bao Cheng suddenly smiled and a flower bloomed on his face, and he was beaming: "That's good, that's good, then I will go to Yumenguan to buy a property early."
Yao Yao lowered her head and said nothing, continuing to carve the jade pendants, but what happened on Longyou Road a few months ago kept flashing in her mind. She was so confused that she couldn't even hold the carving knife steady in her hand, so she hurriedly He put down the carving knife, pinched his wrist, and said calmly: "The people in Yumen Pass are all military households. Maybe you are old and still want to live a life of gold and iron horses? Why not go to Dunhuang?"
Bao Cheng thought for a while, nodded and said, "Let's go together?"
Yao Yao pursed his lips and smiled bitterly: "In some time, after I recover, I will apply for a new household registration for you in Jingzhao Mansion. You go first. I still have some things on my hands. When the things are finished, I will go to you."
Bao Cheng grinned, showing his white teeth: "Are you willing to let someone go?"
Yao Yao felt sour in his heart, but he didn't show any trace of it on his face. He said carelessly: "From now on, you are free. What is more important than freedom?"
During the evening meal, Han Changmu had freshened up. In the dim light, he lowered his eyes, his face was cold and solemn, his eyes were clear and light, and his eyes were sharp and full of edge.
In the past, he used his calmness to cover up his sharpness. In the past, he was a stern-faced young envoy who was feared by everyone. After today, he is not just a stern-faced young envoy. After going around in circles for several years, he has found his true identity. The other half of the soul buried deep in the inclined valley, whether it is standing in the court or walking at night in brocade clothes, he will uncover all the darkness that cannot be seen by the sun, and the sunlight will eventually shine into the abyss that cannot be seen by the sky.
The defeat of Xiegu caused heavy damage to the Han family army. As a witness of this war, Han Changmu was only a teenager at the time, but his memory was particularly profound.
Although the Xiegu ambush was full of doubts, it was not pointed at the imperial court or the late emperor at all.
Therefore, although Han Changmu and his father, King Han, have been investigating the events behind this battle for several years, they have never suspected the imperial court or the late emperor.
He naturally knew that the events of that year could not be concluded based on Gu Rong's words alone, as someone who had personally experienced it. But what Gu Rong said today could be regarded as clearing up the fog of so many years of fruitless exploration and providing guidance. Another way.
His eyes were like torches, piercing through the amiable dusk, looking towards the direction of the palace.
The palace city of Han Mansion is very close. In the twilight, you can vaguely see some cornices, and lifelike auspicious animals squatting on the cornices. In the hazy haze, they reveal a somewhat ferocious appearance.
Han Changmu took a deep breath. He had just walked a few steps when he heard a quarrel at the door of the outer courtyard. He frowned, called Jin Yu and asked, "What's going on? Are there any rules in the house?"
Jinyu lowered his head: "It's Qingqian who insists on seeing you."
Han Changmu thought deeply, unable to suppress the irritability in his heart, and waved his hand: "Send her back, this is not the place she should come."
After saying that, he went to the kitchen without looking back, served the evening meal himself, and went to the guest room.
When he saw Bao Cheng standing in front of the bed with a sleepy look on his face, he couldn't help but said warmly: "How are you? Have you woken up?"
Bao Cheng shook his head with melancholy: "No, I never woke up."
Han Changmu personally served a bowl of shredded chicken and japonica rice porridge and handed it to Bao Cheng, and said gently: "Did Han Fengyu come and cut the pulse? What did he say?"
Bao Cheng looked at the bowl of fragrant porridge and was absolutely flattered. He was indeed hungry. He wolfed down a few mouthfuls before wiping his mouth and saying, "I've been here a few times and Han Fengyu said his pulse is still good. His breath has stabilized, but Ayao has lost too much blood and is very weak. He doesn’t know when he will wake up.”
Han Changmu lifted the corner of the quilt, pulled out the thin and cold hand, and put it in the palm of his hand. He lowered his head slightly to hide the twinkling in his eyes. When he raised his head again, he was calm and cold: "I will guard Ah Yao tonight." , you go and have a rest.”
Bao Cheng raised his head from the porridge bowl, turned his eyes and saw Yao Yao's motionless and extremely calm eyelashes, and said: "No, no, I'm not tired. Don't make me busy with big things. I'm just an idler. I'm strong." He is strong and has some medical skills, so he is best suited to take care of patients."
"..." Han Changmu couldn't figure out what the relationship between being strong and caring for patients was.
He thought for a while and nodded: "That's fine, I'll thank you for it."
Bao Cheng couldn't help feeling frightened, and he answered with a guilty conscience.
He used Mu Shi calmly. As soon as Han Changmu left, Han Zengshou came to take his pulse. After taking his pulse and adjusting the prescription, Li Erniang came and burst into tears as soon as she came: "Sister A Yao, wake up quickly. Well, Brother Gu, Brother Gu's condition has worsened and he has been sent out. I can't see Brother Gu anymore. Sister Ayao, you, please wake up quickly."
She cried for a long time, but Yao Yao didn't respond. Bao Cheng secretly sighed at how good his concentration was. He stretched out his hand to squeeze Yao Yao's hand and comforted Li Erniang: "Er Niang, please stop crying. You are crying so sadly. A Yao can't see or hear her either, so you might as well save your tears and wait until she wakes up before crying."
Yao Yao was lying down and couldn't help but want to laugh. The hand hidden under the brocade quilt pinched himself hard before he stopped laughing.
Li Erniang was stunned.
She had never seen someone so comforting. She opened her mouth, wiped away the tears on her face, and left.
Li Erniang went out and Yao Yao was about to speak when the sound of hurried footsteps came over.
Bao Cheng sighed: "This guest room of yours is more popular than the place where Internet celebrities check in."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Linjiang held a box, lifted the curtain and walked in.
He put the box on the food table, and with a deep muffled sound, he waved his hand proudly and said: "Come, come and see the good things I brought you, they are all for you."
Bao Cheng was overjoyed and hurried over, only to see that the box took up less than half of the dining table. Although it was the most ordinary wooden box with chicken wings, the peony flower carvings on it were more exquisite and lifelike, adding a few extra touches to the ordinary wooden box out of thin air. Point of nobility.
His hands were shaking with excitement. Each box was so exquisitely made, so the things inside might be very valuable.
He opened the box, and suddenly the room was filled with light, and he felt his eyes were shaken hard.
This box is divided into two layers. The upper layer is neatly packed with ten ingots of white silver, each ingot is fifty taels, while the lower layer is filled with a few thin silver notes, all worth two hundred taels each. denomination.
This was such a huge windfall. Bao Cheng's eyes were slightly sore from the sparkling silver light. In his ecstasy, he suddenly became suspicious. He touched the silver lightly with his hand, but it felt cold to the touch.
He closed the lid suddenly, and although he still had a smile on his face, his eyes were cold and calm: "Master Shaoyin, this reward is too heavy, and I feel ashamed to receive it."
Leng Linjiang smiled, looking as dandy as ever: "It's just such a small amount of money. What's the big deal? It's not enough for me to make a few trips to Pingkangfang. Keep it, keep it with peace of mind. Just keep it, no one will dare to come to you." It’s troublesome.”
