When Han Zengshou arrived, the sleepiness on his face had not completely dissipated, and he kept mumbling words. If you listen carefully, he was actually cursing.
For such an elegant person to be forced to curse, this Jin Yu really went too far.
Han Changmu listened carefully and couldn't help but laugh. He held his hands and apologized repeatedly. His attitude was surprisingly sincere: "Master Medical Order, it was Han who was abrupt. It's hard for Master Medical Order to make this trip."
Han Zengshou glanced at Han Changmu, clasped his hands behind his back, and refused to look at Yao Yao who was lying on the bed. He showed off his refusal to forgive or heal her, and snorted coldly: "Don't do this, I'm a low-ranking official. I can’t afford the medical order from Master Han.”
Han Changmu knew that Han Zengshou was very angry this time, and anyone who was pulled out of bed in the middle of the night would not have a good temper.
But he has never been able to coax people or give in. The words he just said were already his most sincere apology. He pursed his lips. When facing this stubborn old man who was blowing his beard and staring, he felt a little bit for the first time. Mongolian.
Leng Linjiang looked at Han Zengshou's disheveled hair, crooked clothes, and big dark circles under his eyes, and smiled: "Old Han, your clothes are not very good."
Han Zengshou was stunned for a moment and looked down.
The indigo floral floral gown is laminated, but there is no wadding, just two thin layers. The inner layer is made of soft cotton that has been soaked, and it is very comfortable to wear next to the body. The outer layer is made of satin and is made of aqua blue cotton. The flowers are woven into the fabric rather than embroidered on it. The aqua blue and indigo blend together and look very harmonious.
It's a nice outfit.
It's a pity that the clothes are half-worn and have turned white after washing. The clothes were not carefully taken care of after washing, and they looked wrinkled.
Han Zengshou's face looked a little ugly.
Why didn't he know that these clothes were shameful, but what could he do? Apart from two official uniforms, he didn't have many good clothes. With his little salary, he had to support dozens of people, old and young, and he wished he could break it into pieces for just one penny. Two and a half flowers, it’s hard to bear to buy a new outfit before the Chinese New Year.
He secretly rolled his eyelids and continued to sarcastically say: "This official is nothing compared to Master Shaoyin, who has a huge wealth."
Leng Linjiang was not angry, and said with a smile: "I have opened a new clothing store. Han Fengyu can go shopping when he has time. It is definitely good quality and cheap."
Han Zengshou glanced at Leng Linjiang, snorted, and waved his hand, motioning for Leng Linjiang to step aside and not block his pulse diagnosis.
Leng Linjiang stepped aside with a smile, watching Han Zengshou put his hand on Yao Yao's wrist, half-squinted his eyes, smiled, and winked at Han Changmu.
Han Changmu smiled and asked in a low voice: "Isn't silver better than clothes?"
Leng Linjiang raised a finger and shook it, and said enigmatically: "No, no, no, giving money is a slap in the face, giving clothes is just to suit someone's liking."
While he was talking, Han Zengshou had already retracted his hand and said with a sullen face: "It's okay, it's just that my heart energy is a little weak and I was overly frightened. Just drink some soup to nourish your heart energy."
Yao Yao's face was already rosy, and he raised his lips and smiled weakly: "Thank you Han Fengyu."
Han Zengshou grumbled impatiently, picked up a pen and wrote a recipe, then put it into Leng Linjiang's hand: "Decoct the medicine."
After saying that, he turned around and left with his hands behind his back.
Leng Linjiang chased after him with a smile on his face: "Han Fengyu, please think about it."
Han Zengshou snorted and walked a little faster than before, almost as if he was running away.
Yao Yao smiled, took off the quilt and wanted to get off.
Leng Linjiang quickly pressed Yao Yao's shoulders and said distressedly: "Don't move, don't move, take a rest and write for a while."
Han Changmu winked at Jin Yu.
Jin Yu understood, took the prescription and handed it to Mrs. Liu and asked her to cook the medicine, while he closed the door of the study and stayed outside.
There was no light from the stars and the moon, and the sky became darker and darker. The night was so thick that even the night insects in the haystack became silent.
Han Changmu and Leng Linjiang each pulled a bed over and sat upright in front of the soft couch. The lights shone brightly around them, giving the impression of a three-chamber trial.
Yao Yao raised his eyes, looked at each other calmly, and said preemptively: "Sir, I suddenly fell ill because I saw the three words Chen A'ao on that piece of paper."
Han Changmu was so surprised that he was stunned for half a cup of tea before he said calmly, "You are quite calm."
Yao Yao curled his lips and smiled: "There is nothing shameful about this. There are always hidden diseases in humble positions, so there is no shame in it."
Hearing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Leng Linjiang hurriedly shouted: "Hey, um, Jiuchao, you think it's strange, then Qingqian has a bad name, why do you have to use this one?" Yao Zi, she is deliberately trying to make things difficult for you."
Han Changmu glanced at Leng Linjiang, clicked on the names on the paper, and said thoughtfully: "The two young people above are named Chen. Looking at their age, Chen Ayao is Qingqian, and Chen Ayuan is Shen Madam." His fingers moved slowly, landed on the first name, and said slowly: "This person, Thirty-eight, Rong Sulan, and this person, Thirty-five, Qi Minghui. As I expected Yes, Qi Minghui should be the flower girl who escaped from Tuoba Fuyun's house, and Rong Sulan is the unknown woman in the Shen family restaurant who was badly burned and needed white jade remover to save her life."
As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at Yao Yao's expression. He saw that her face was blank and did not seem to be fake. She obviously did not know these four people. When she heard the words "Chen A Yao" again, she did not The abnormal appearance appears again.
He paused for a moment and continued: "The four of them obviously knew each other, otherwise they would not have fled together. And based on the ages on this household registration list, it can be roughly judged that the four of them were most likely once a family. , Qi Minghui came from the Jiaofang, Mrs. Shen came from Yeting, and Qing Qian was exiled since childhood and was sold to Gaochang State. The experience of the other person is ominous, but according to the experiences of Ruan Jun and the other three, these four people should be Convict the female family members."
Hearing Han Changmu's words, Yao Yao's heart skipped a beat. She always felt that Han Changmu was hiding something. There seemed to be some unfinished meaning in his words. She said calmly: "Sir, that Hua Niang that Tuoba Fuyun took away from the Jiaofang? What is your name?"
Han Changmu hesitated for a moment, then uttered two words: "Ruan Jun."
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment, and a white light flashed in her mind. She seemed to have thought of something, but the thought dissipated very quickly. Before she could catch it, it had already disappeared.
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He pursed his lips and said dryly: "I have heard of this person. He is an amazingly talented pipa player. The song he plays is the song of King Lanling entering the battle. He was once the number one player in the music studio, but in the past three years, he has not Because his face was disfigured, he disappeared."
Han Changmu thought back to the first time he met Yao Yao and realized that it was not surprising that she was so familiar with Hua Niang. He nodded and said, "Yes, Tuoba Fuyun set his sights on her precisely because he listened to her song "Lan". King Ling’s entry song, but.” He caught some clue in the dark: “However, in the teaching workshop at that time, it was Tuoba Fuyun who proposed to listen to King Lanling’s entry song, even though Ruan Jun had some She is famous, but as you said, she has gradually lost her fame in the past three years, so how did Tuoba Fuyun know such a person when he is thousands of miles away?"
Yao Yao's eyes lit up and he said eagerly: "What your lord means is that Tuoba Fuyun may not know that there is a person like Ruan Jun, and the song of King Lanling entering the battle is just like the one he used when he went to see Xie Liangzhan last time. Only those who are against her know her secret code, and Ruan Jun is precisely that person who makes Tuoba Fuyun go to great lengths to rescue her."
Leng Linjiang finally understood and let out a long sigh: "Oh, let me go. I just want to listen to a piece of music and fall asleep. This twist and turn is more tiring than fighting a battle." He rubbed his hands. He said on his forehead: "Speaking of which, this Ruan Jun ran away from Tuoba Fuyun's house. She can't do these things alone. Then, does the person who helped them also know this song?" existence, or perhaps they are here for the secrets in them."
Han Changmu's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up, took a pen and paper and wrote hurriedly: "Now we know that the people who used to stare at Ruan Jun include Tuoba Fuyun, Daishan, and now there is another Xie Liangzhan, and once The people who are staring at Mrs. Shen are Wang Gui, uncle and nephew." He plucked down his purple hair, slapped his hand on the desk, and his tone became harsh: "These people must know the origins of these four people, and even more They know the secrets they carry.”
Leng Linjiang glanced at the names on the paper and sighed slightly: "Tuoba Fuyun and Daishan can't move for the time being. Xie Liangzhan is deep in thought and can't find anything even after thinking about it." He stretched out his hand and tapped the paper hard: "Uncle and nephew Wang Gui The two of them can be rounded and flattened."
Han Changmu narrowed his eyes slightly, put the piece of paper on the light, burned it, and burned it into a handful of ashes.
Leng Linjiang geared up excitedly and said clearly: "Jiuzhao, after dawn, let's go to the palace."
He was born to love watching the excitement and listening to other people's gossip. Such a huge excitement was simply not something to be missed when passing by.
Not to mention that he could experience it himself. How could he let go of this opportunity? He made a hasty suggestion.
Yao Yao looked at Leng Linjiang preparing for a big fight and smiled teasingly: "Master Shaoyin, after entering the palace, how are you going to tell the saint about this matter?"
Leng Linjiang thought for a while, coughed slightly, and suddenly fell down next to the soft cave, howling bitterly and with hatred: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, then, that Wang Zhen is nothing at all. He bullies men, dominates women, and robs women." He seduced the shopkeeper of the Shen family wine shop, and also tried to possess the flower girl of the Jiaofang. It was simply, simply..." His voice gradually faded away and finally became silent.
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows and touched Leng Linjiang's heart with a smile: "Tell me, why don't you continue talking? Why do these things sound so familiar to me?"
