Two more coughs sounded in Song Yuan's room, blood splashed on the ground, and Song Yuancai, who was pale in complexion, fell back to lying on the bed, his chest rising and falling violently. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's safe and sound. ”

He scolded and raised his left arm, which was wrapped with a circle of white cloth, and the bloodstained medicine powder oozed out of it, and Duan Shan had a piece of skin and flesh off his arm.

"Is this arm of mine useless?"

How could it be lifted if it was scrapped, and it was still waving in front of him, and the subordinates around him hurriedly spoke.

"No, don't worry, sir. ”

"Lord Duan moves quickly. ”

At the mention of Master Duan, Song Yuan shouted again, "Where is Duan Shan?"

A relative stepped forward and said, "Lord Duan pleaded guilty and knelt in the courtyard at this time. ”

As Song Yuan's cronies, if he didn't believe him, Song Yuan would never let Zhong Shisan come to him.

Song Yuan said angrily: "What can you do while kneeling! ”

Not afraid that Song Yuan would be angry, he was afraid that Song Yuan would be angry, and the people around him breathed a sigh of relief and quickly passed Duan Shan in, and Duan Shan did not cry bitterly and blame himself after coming in, being able to be passed in has already shown that Song Yuan trusts him, and it is better to repay the trust, so he only said: "It is the fake Zhong Shisan, and it has been found that the real Zhong Shisan died of illness in the broken temple in Quanzhou three years ago." ”

Song Yuan struggled to sit up, his face was white and blue, and said, "So it's those people from the Five Worm Army, are they right?"

Duan Shan said: "I don't know, this person didn't leave any clues." ”

Song Yuanqi threw down the medicine bowl in front of him: "Put this... I don't know who hangs the corpses of people at the gates, but if there is a clue to identify it, the reward is ten thousand taels. ”

Duan Shan bowed his head and hurried away in response.

The entourage stepped forward again and said, "Qin Tangong has learned about this... Ordered a strict investigation.."" It is said that this is a conspiracy against Lord Song, and it has been planned for a long time. ”“.. Let you recuperate with peace of mind. "Yunyun and the like, and there are constantly people outside who are reporting which adult is coming to visit... At this time, of course, Song Yuan didn't see anything, and these people didn't expect to see them, so they showed up and left with gifts, only the Queen Mother's people were invited in, asked and answered in detail, and after a lot of noise, night came, and only the doctors were left in the room to serve.

Song Yuan lay down a little tired, watched the doctors discuss the prescription in a low voice, and suddenly called out to Doctor Yang.

The four or five doctors gathered were busy looking around, and the old man who was standing in an inconspicuous corner dispensing medicine turned around and stepped forward in response.

The bright light in front of Song Yuan's bed illuminated his description, it was Yang Jingchang.

Song Yuan said: "Does it work if I eat frog pills for this injury?"

Yang Jingchang said: "It works, I've already prepared it, replenish qi... Fortunately, the person didn't bite on his neck, separated by a layer of cloth, and it was his arm, and Lord Duan started quickly, but the adult's arm would still leave sequelae, and it would hurt when it was cloudy and rainy. ”

Song Yuan was about tired, the previous depression dissipated, his expression was calm, and he said: "These are all trivial things, even if you are missing an arm." He is still an indispensable loyal subordinate of Qin Tangong.

Yang Jingchang bowed his head and responded, seeing that Song Yuan was more tired, so he said goodbye and retreated, and came to the next room with the other doctors.

The other doctors nodded at him, showing favor and envy... This Yang Jingchang is not very clever in the Tai Hospital, which is full of talents, but with the favor of Song Yuan, who is deep in one side of the frog pill, and this frog pill is extremely effective in nourishing the body and replenishing qi, there are not many other diseases among the high-ranking officials and nobles in Beijing, and most of them are rich and noble, and they are also in need of this, it is conceivable that this Yang Jingchang will inevitably become more and more popular.

The doctors were talking and discussing in a low voice, there was a sudden noise outside, there were not many people who could cause noise in the Song Mansion, the Empress Dowager Qin Tan had already sent people over, so there were no other people in the capital who could and wanted to come to the Song Mansion... Who is it?

A relative hurriedly walked in and said, "My lord, the young lady and the young master are back." ”

Yang Jingchang thought that Song Yuan had a son and a daughter, but he had never seen them, and occasionally listened to the doctors talk privately about Mrs. Song's illness, and learned that Mrs. Song was not in good health and had been recuperating in another courtyard, and her daughter and son were by her side, and she rarely returned to the capital.

Some people may be surprised that Song and Yuan didn't dare to go out of the capital, how dare they let their wives and children not be around, that is because the courtyard is not an ordinary courtyard, but a royal garden, which was given to Mrs. Song by the Queen Mother for recuperation, and the Queen Mother and Her Majesty occasionally go there, so the guards there are stricter and safer than the Song Mansion.

When he heard this, Song Yuan, who was lying down tired and closed his eyes, jumped out of bed suddenly.

"Who told them, who told them back?... Who escorts the ?... So late... At this time..."

Anxious, worried, angry, afraid, anxious, incoherent, and before a word was finished, the person had already walked out, as if it was not him who was hurt, but his own children.

Yang Jingchang was a little stunned, and there was already a doctor in his ear who whispered: "Lord Song loves his wife and children very much..." ”

Yang Jingchang also saw this, Song Yuan is now in a position of power, but there is only one wife in the family, there are no beautiful concubines in the house, and there are no pretty maids like clouds, people are really multifaceted, and no matter how cruel and shameless people are, they also have a gentle side.

Thoughts flashed through me, and a female voice sounded outside.

"Daddy..."

The voice is soft, and the age of listening to the voice should be thirteen or fourteen years old.

Yang Jingchang couldn't help but look through the crack in the window, and the figure of a girl in the courtyard appeared, like a light in the dusk night.

She was wrapped in a plain white cloak, and she walked quickly, her clothes fluttering like a cloud, and she held a chubby boy in her hand.

Song Yuan had already stepped forward, and the girl also caught up, her voice raised.

"Daddy!"

The delicate voice suddenly added a little annoyance.

Song Yuan's feet immediately retracted: "I'm fine... I'm fine... Don't worry, baby... I'm going to lie down."

The servants raised the curtains, and the girl followed closely with the boy in her hand.

Everyone's ladies, Yang Jingchang didn't see the girl's appearance clearly, and the hood was always covered on her head, but it was difficult to hide her demeanor in this line.

A member of his entourage was called in, and with the girl's occasional inquiry, he told the story, and after a while, he called the doctor, presumably to ask about the injury... This kind of is not Yang Jingchang's turn, and his own doctor in charge will go to reply.

The room over there was constantly talking, with the soft questions of the girls, the occasional unconfident rebuttals of Song Yuan, and the vague grunting of the boys, noisy and chaotic but not restless and trembling, the warmth of a family gathering together.

A little deeper in the night, Yang Jingchang left the Song Mansion, there was no need for him to accompany him, he sat in the carriage provided by the Song Mansion, and walked unimpeded through the streets of the capital because of the curfew of the assassination, and soon came to a mansion.

thanked the coachman, handed over the broken silver as a thank-you gift, and before the carriage left the door, Yang Jingchang knocked on the door.

The door opened, and it was clear that someone was already guarding the door.

"Master—" A low, uneasy female voice sounded, and a lantern lit up the door.

Yang Jingchang looked at the girl who was dimly illuminated under the lamp, and nodded with a smile: "It's okay, let's go in." ”

After Yang Jingchang entered, she half-closed the door with one hand and held a lamp to dial the secret lock on the door, and her raised and revealed face under the lamp, which was the cicada clothes.

The lantern shook in the cold wind, she shivered, put down the lantern, and the person was also hidden in the dark, as if looking at the night slightly distracted, Yang Jingchang's voice came from the yard: "Cockroach." ”

She hurriedly responded, and the door closed with a click, hiding her figure.