When entering the room, there is a picture of "Sleeping Begonias in Spring" hanging on the wall, which is very suitable for the scenery of Jiangnan in this season.
There is a carved tea table placed under the Begonia picture. On the tea table is still the black glazed wooden leaf pattern cup, which is filled with a cup of good wine at the moment, and the aroma of the wine wafts out from the cup.
At this time, Wen Jirou had taken off her gauze, and the crown that bound her hair had been replaced with a hair tie. She was holding her hair loosely, looking a little lazy.
"It's light and astringent. The tea doesn't smell like wine." Wen Jirou looked at the tea cup in front of Ranchen, frowned his beautiful eyebrows, and shook his head repeatedly.
"Sit and drink the cool water and watch the tea frying." Ranchen said with a smile, "Drink the tea and enjoy its delicious taste."
I remembered the sound of very slight footsteps outside the door, and then the door was lightly clicked: "Master."
"Enter."
A slender man wearing a green-patterned gown opened the door and walked in. His long hair was tied up in a neat bun on his head.
After the visitor entered the door, he walked up to Ranchen and saluted him.
"Master, Shan Qing brought back the news that Tianma Temple has been secretly transporting armor recently."
Hearing Qin Yin's words, a pair of clear and pink eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked thoughtfully at the person sitting opposite.
Wen Jirou seemed to have heard nothing, and tasted the wine in the black-glazed wooden leaf cup in her hand carefully.
"I understand, you go down first." Ranchen ordered in a low voice.
"yes."
After Qin Yin left the room, two more people were left in the room.
Ranchen opened his mouth and broke the silence in the room: "Did the Grand Master know this a long time ago?"
Wen Jirou looked at Ranchen with a half-smile but not a smile: "What does the village owner mean?"
"Smuggling armor, it seems that the eldest princess wants to," Ranchen paused, then said the two words that had already popped into his mind when he heard about this, "rebellion."
"Yunzhong City's detection capabilities have indeed lived up to expectations," Wen Jirou suddenly laughed, brushing away the broken hair scattered on her chest, "Yes, the Lord has received news that the eldest princess is training elite soldiers privately in an attempt to rebel. . But we still don’t know how much strength the eldest princess has in her hands. The Holy Emperor dare not act rashly, so Yunzhong City needs to intervene in this matter. The city lord only needs to find out where they train their troops as soon as possible and seize Chanli and the eldest princess. I will bring the princess back to the imperial city. As for the soldiers under her, they will be leaderless and will not be a threat."
"It's really surprising that the eldest princess, a female prostitute, can raise elite soldiers privately." Although Ranchen had already guessed it when he heard the news about the eldest princess smuggling armor, but from Wen Jirou's words Yes, I was still a little surprised.
"It is said that the crown prince of the Donglin Kingdom was thoughtful and thoughtful. If he had not died young, the position of the head of the Donglin Kingdom would not have been left behind." Wen Jirou played with the black glazed wooden leaf-patterned lamp in his hand, "It is said that the Donglin Kingdom The prince has always had a superb private army. Other princes have been trying to find evidence that the prince trained an army privately, but they have been unable to do so. After the prince's death, this army disappeared without a trace."
"Are you doubting that this army is in the hands of the eldest princess?"
"Yes, I heard that in this army, there are also eighteen dead soldiers who were trained by the former prince of Donglin during his lifetime. The fighting power of these eighteen people is beyond what ordinary people can deal with. This is also the fundamental reason for Yunzhong City to intervene. . This army has been in the hands of the eldest princess for more than a year, and I am afraid it will only become more prosperous. We must resolve this matter as soon as possible."
"I understand. I will send Shuiyunjian disciples to explore. Since we need to train elite soldiers, we will definitely leave traces. As long as there are clues, they will be found."
**
The third watch has passed.
The moonlight was a little off, and the night was so quiet that you couldn't even hear the sound of birds.
There were only some "creak, creak" sounds in the air as the wheelchair rolled over the ground.
Ranchen turned the wheel and walked through the corridor alone, as if he wanted to return to his room.
The night wind blew through the ends of his hair, and Ranchen seemed to feel a chill and shuddered. Suddenly, an uncomfortable feeling came from the bottom of my heart and spread all over the body in an instant. My right hand trembled and I let go of the wheel shaft, unconsciously grabbing the clothes around my heart.
A slender hand suddenly rested on Ranchen's body from behind.
"who?"
Ranchen reflexively reached out and grabbed the hand on his shoulder.
"It's me." A female voice came from behind.
"Miss Gu?" Ranchen turned his head in surprise. Gu Jianghe walked out from behind Ranchen with a blanket hanging on his arm.
Unrolling the blanket in his hand to cover Ranchen's knees, Gu Jianghe frowned slightly: "It's late at night and the dew is heavy. Your body is not an ordinary person and cannot bear the cold wind. Even if I, the Medicine King Valley, can rejuvenate myself, I am also a doctor." There is no such thing as a person who keeps seeking death."
A burst of warmth came from between his knees, and Ranchen laughed dumbly: "When I first met the girl, I thought that the owner of Yaowang Valley was young but aloof and cold. Now that we have gotten to know each other, I have found that the girl is also an unforgiving person."
Gu Jianghe pushed Ranchen's wheelchair, and Ranchen didn't refuse, so he loosened his hands and put them into the blanket on his chest. In this cold night, there was really a lot of warmth, even the surge of warmth just now. The discomfort seemed to slowly subside.
"Since the opening of Yaowang Valley, all kinds of people have come to seek medical treatment. If you see too many people with poor self-cultivation, your temper will naturally not be good."
"It's almost the fourth update, why hasn't the girl taken a break?"
Gu Jianghe paused and said, "I just can't sleep. It doesn't matter. I'm used to it."
The southern night was indeed colder than Gu Jianghe expected, and it almost caused her to get cold. Jiu Xia and Qing Yang were worried and built several heaters for her. The room was warmed by the two of them, which also made her sleepless. When she was standing by the window in a trance, she saw a man alone in the corridor, Ranchen. Seeing that he seemed a little uncomfortable, he picked up the clothes hanging on the chair. The blanket went out.
The two stopped at the door of Ranchen's room.
"Miss Gu, thank you for sending me back." Ranchen turned the wheel axle with his hands, and the wheelchair changed direction. Ranchen faced Gu Jianghe, "As my doctor, you need a good rest. I can I’m counting on the girl to heal my injury.”
A sound of footsteps came from the other end of the corridor, and a woman's voice came at the same time: "Girl."
Jiuxia trotted all the way to the edge of Ranchen and Gu Jianghe.
"Miss Jiuxia has come out to look for you. Miss Gu should go back and rest as soon as possible."
Seeing Gu Jianghe nodding, Jiuxia saluted Ranchen: "The owner of the village will also take a rest soon."
After Gu Jianghe and Jiuxia returned to the room separately, a gust of wind blew by, making her tremble a little. Only then did she realize that the window had been open. When she walked to the window and was about to close it, a faint candlelight came into view. .
In the room on the left corner, the candle on the table has gradually burned out, and the candlelight has dimmed, making the people at the table blurry. He was playing with his favorite black-glazed wooden leaf-patterned lamp in his hand. As the night went on, my hair seemed to become messier, and the strands of hair on my forehead flew messily in front of my face in the night wind.
"It's already the fourth watch," Wen Jirou raised her eyes and glanced at Gu Jianghe who was standing by the window. "Isn't the Valley Master still resting?" He drank the wine in his hand, stood up, and leaned against the window. Standing by the window, I don't know if he drank too much wine, but his face, which was originally pale and lifeless, was now stained with a slight blush. In this late night, he actually looked a little weak.
"My surname is Gu." Gu Jianghe suddenly said, "My identity as the master of Yaowang Valley is too eye-catching, so you don't have to call me that."
The body blocked the dimmed candlelight, and Wen Jirou's whole body fell into darkness. Only the shadow of the moon was dim, making it difficult for people to see his appearance clearly.
"Although Medicine King Valley is famous in the world, I'm afraid Miss Gu has never traveled much in the world. I wonder what is so attractive about Yunzhong City that you can follow her all the way?"
"What about you?" The moonlight was not enough for her to see the expression on Wen Jirou's face clearly, but she still looked straight at him, "From Yunzhong City, to the tea shed outside the city, and then here, Why are you traveling all the way?"
Over the years, no one had ever aroused her curiosity, whether it was the difficult and complicated diseases that Master encountered while practicing medicine or the various weirdos who came to Yaowang Valley for medical treatment after Master left the valley. But this person, after meeting the first When he looked up, she noticed him.
Albinism can be said to be a disability brought from the mother's womb, but it has created a beauty that is different from other ordinary men. This is a disease that her master has only seen a few times in all his years of medical practice, and she has only heard about it from her master and has never treated it herself. But it is very different from what is recorded in medical books. What is the difference?
"Miss Gu, I suddenly feel that we are in the same boat," Wen Jirou suddenly laughed in a low voice, "You and I both have different secrets. I can see that you are very curious about me. And I, I’m equally curious about you.”
The aroma of wine on his body seemed to be drifting along the wind towards Gu Jianghe.
"By the way, my name is Wen Jirou."
**
After watching Gu Jianghe leave, Ranchen had just returned to the room and closed the door when a figure flashed out from the side of the tent in the room.
"The owner of the village."
"Qin Yin?" Ranchen looked at the man who appeared in the room with some surprise, "I thought it was Li Yu, why are you here?"
Qin Yin bowed to Ranchen and said, "Master, after I left just now, I received a letter from Fei Ge, which was about the portrait that the owner handed over half a month ago. When he saw that the owner hadn't come back yet, he took the courage to leave. Wait here."
"Did you really find out the news?" Ranchen was also a little surprised. According to Gu Jianghe, they had lost contact for nearly ten years, and he thought it would take a lot of effort to find out.
"Yes, a disciple reported back that the boy in the painting was hunted down by a large number of people ten years ago. It caused quite a stir at the time, so it is not difficult to find out."
"Then you can find out who is chasing him."
"Currently we can only confirm that he is not from the Central Plains, but it will take some time for me to find out which side he is from."
"It doesn't matter, you can continue to send disciples to investigate this matter. Regarding Tianma Temple, you can go there yourself."
"yes."
