Imperial Physician Li slowly retreated.

"Your Highness, do you want to find Mrs. Cheng and show it to His Royal Highness King Qing again?" The chamberlain behind him whispered.

King Jin'an shook his head.

"She's not a doctor." He said.

The chamberlain was silent for a moment.

"But it's not good for her to come back now." He whispered, "Sometimes she saves lives, and sometimes she helps..."

"I didn't ask you about it, you don't have to answer." King Jin'an interrupted him and said.

The face of the young man with a slight sideways head was half bright and half dark, with a little coldness.

The chamberlain bowed his head in response.

King Jin'an stood up and walked slowly to the porch, looking at the children running in front of the hall.

"Sixth brother." He said, walking over to the children in the yard and clapping his hands, "Come, my brother will take you to play Kemari." ”

The sunlight shone on his face through the tent, and although his eyes were closed, he still felt dazzling, and the sound of talking kept coming from his ears.

“… Sir, let's find a doctor and take a look..."

“… Look, just drink too much..."

"Who knows if it's too much or it's drugged? Master, how can that woman rest assured..."

“… If you talk nonsense, I'll go back to my parents' house..."

“… Look at it, you're not at ease, are you, you're just afraid of her, even if she hurts Rokuro, you don't dare to say a word, right? ”

The woman's cry sounded outside the door, mixed with Master Zhou's roar.

"Mother."

Saturday Lang rolled over and sat up, shouting loudly.

"I'm fine, don't argue. I just want to lie down quietly for a while. ”

The crying outside the door disappeared. Instead, there is rejoicing.

"Rokuro. Are you really okay? Mrs. Zhou asked outside the door.

"It's fine, I'm awake." Saturday Lang said.

"That's good, that's good." Mrs. Zhou said.

After a few more words, he left, and silence returned to the door.

"I feel more and more pitiful now, relatives don't know her, look down on her, dislike her, know those who know, and are afraid of her and taboo her, the only thing that I don't have is pity for her and care about her..."Qin Shisanlang said.

"Didn't you understand me?" Liuliulang said, turning his head to look at him, "I want to lie quietly alone for a while." ”

"Understood." Qin Shisanlang said. While playing with a string of chains in his hand, he still spoke, "Is this a seizure from the Tibetan people?" Spike? It's pretty good. ”

"If it's pretty, you'll take it." Liuliulang said, lying down with his head upside down.

"What do I do with this in a man's house." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile and threw the wolf tooth string on Liulang's face, "However, there are not many women willing to wear them." ”

Liuliulang snorted, took the sleeve on his wrist and turned it in.

"Hey, what did you say yesterday? How did you get drunk like that? How could she ask you for a drink? Qin Shisanlang asked with a smile, stretching out his hand to push him.

Saturday Lang rolled over and sat up again.

"There are less than six months to go before the big exam. Can you go back and study well? He said, "You said that you would be out of the list when the time comes." Am I comforting you or laughing at you? ”

Qin Shisanlang smiled, stood up and walked out.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it, anyway, you only have embarrassing things in front of her, so it's okay if you don't want to say it." He laughed.

There was a thud, and a beast's head slammed against the door and rolled down.

Qin Shisanlang probed from outside the door.

"It's like you've never been so me, so why bother acting like you," he said with a smile, smiling as he watched Liuliulang grab the tea bowl next to him and raise his hand.

This time it was really quiet inside and out, Liuliulang sighed and fell back to the couch again, looked at the top of the tent for a moment, looked out, there was a servant girl walking behind the curtain, he reached out from under the pillow and felt something to shake it open, it was a plain brocade handkerchief.

The snow-white brocade is embroidered with the word Taiping in dark red.

This is definitely not what the woman did, she will not be a female celebrity.

Liuliulang pursed his lips, threw it aside and turned over, and after a moment reached out and grabbed the handkerchief over his face and fell asleep.

And here, Qin Shisanlang came to the Jade Belt Bridge again.

"The big exam is coming soon, and the students from other places have already rushed over, so Childe is still so idle?" The handmaidens also said the same thing.

"Be confident." Qin Shisanlang said, while walking into the courtyard gate and looking at Cheng Jianniang who came out, Banqin held the power fence in his hand, "You want to go out?" ”

Cheng Jianniang nodded.

"Is there anything I can do to help? This time, it is different from the last time, the last time it happened in Beijing, and it involved the Korean dispute, this time it was the Northwest Military, it was just a war, and this was a victory, several soldiers were killed and wounded, and the officials above and below had no objection to this war, for the imperial court, this is really just a small thing, small things can not be smaller, you think about it in the northwest, in a Dragon Valley City, this matter can't be troubled, it can be suppressed, and no one will be interested in the capital..."Qin Shisanlang said, looking at Cheng Jianniang, "This time, You have to come with dignity, but I'm afraid it's not easy. ”

Cheng Jianniang nodded.

"Can you do me a favor?" She said.

"Of course." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile.

"Help me find a cemetery near the capital." Cheng Jianniang said.

Tomb... Cemetery?

Qin Shisanlang was stunned.

The clouds were thick, and after a gust of wind rained down like soybeans, the carriage rushed into an inn, and although there were shopkeepers to help with umbrellas, everyone's clothes were still wet.

"Go to the room, boil hot water, wash and soak for everyone."

Hearing the voice, the shopkeeper looked a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at the new customers standing in the hall.

A few young soldiers who were curiously looking at the inn were looking at a lotus carved screen with envy, and a woman with a mediocre posture holding a child, whether it was talking, dressing or looking, all of them revealed the stupid atmosphere of a country bun entering the city.

This kind of person wants to go to the room and boil hot water for a bath?

The shopkeeper pouted.

"Send another jug of wine in the house, good wine."

The man continued, standing in front of the shopkeeper.

The man was as thin and lean as the young men. Dusty. It looks unremarkable.

"How?" Fan Jianglin watched the guy standing still. Asked.

"Uncle, let's pay for the hotel here..."The shopkeeper said lazily with his arms crossed, and before he finished speaking, he threw over a bag of money.

The shopkeeper caught it quickly and accurately, and as soon as he caught it, he roughly estimated how much money it was.

"Uncle go to the room, please, come here, come and boil hot water..."

“… Feed the horses... Replace it with fine forage beans..."

In the heavy rain, the whole inn was lively.

Wait for Fan Jianglin and the others to go in. The hall was quiet again, only the sound of rain outside could be heard, and the three guests sitting in the corner stood up and walked to the door of the backyard, looking through the rain and fog at the few people who went upstairs.

"Big brother—" said one man, raising his chin to the other.

The other two looked over and saw that several people in the backyard were carrying a large box towards the house, the big box had been covered with a waterproof tarpaulin, and the two people were carrying it carefully, and the two people holding umbrellas next to them were also cautious.

The three men did not speak again, but stood behind the curtain and watched as the box was brought into the room of the man who had just paid for it. The rain became heavier and heavier, cutting off the view.

In the middle of the night, the rain stopped, and a cold moon hung in the night sky. Cast a cold light on the inn after the rain.

Because there are not many guests in the heavy rain inn, especially the upper room, it is even more deserted, except for the slight sound of insects and the remaining rainwater dripping on the tiles, it is quiet.

Three figures passed through the courtyard in the moonlight, and went upstairs like ghosts to stop in front of a house.

A man leaned against the door and listened for a moment, slowly threading a thin wire through the crack in the door, and after a short time gently pulled the door open and beckoned to the person behind him.

The moonlight shone on the floor of the room with two figures, and at a glance you could see the big box placed in the corner of the wall, and the man at the head was about to take a step when he raised his foot, but was pulled by the man who stretched out his hand.

The man waved at him and pointed to the ground.

The man at the head was a little puzzled, looked down, and then the reflection of the moonlight saw a thin line looming by the door.

I even know how to be a cordon...

The two men did not look afraid, but a little joyful.

This means that the contents of this box must be valuable.

The man made a gesture and walked cautiously with his feet first.

But after walking two steps, he saw him fall to the ground, and at the same time there was a pop, and a muffled sound sounded behind him again.

"Damn, there's even a dark line." The man lying on the ground cursed in a low voice, and while carefully covering his bloody leg to get up, he looked back, and couldn't help but be stunned by this look.

The man who followed behind him had already fallen, motionless.

"Ah Four." He shouted in a hoarse voice, hurried back a few steps.

The man on the ground stared, the tail of a crossbow arrow in his neck swayed slightly, and the blood slowly oozing from under his body shone strangely in the moonlight.

"It's really unruly to be a thief who dares to speak loudly."

The man's voice sounded behind him.

The man kneeling beside the corpse turned back in horror and saw a man walking out of the couch behind the screen, holding a bow in his hand.

"Big brother, we missed this time, admit it..."The man said in a dumb voice, "Act and leave a line..."

As he said this, he tossed aside the knife he was holding and raised his hand.

Fan Jianglin looked at him and seemed to hesitate.

"Big brother, eat a lot of food, I'll leave..."The man gasped and said, before he could say anything, the person suddenly crawled to the ground, and a person suddenly stood up at the door of the house, and the flying knife in his hand flew towards Fan Jianglin, and then the person hid to the side.

Fan Jianglin's arrow shot out, and although the flying knife was deflected, it was enough time for the man on the ground to pounce and stab him in the neck with another knife pulled out of his leg.

With a pop, the man who had pounced on him fell out, still holding the knife tightly in his hand, and a crossbow arrow pierced his neck.

It seemed that he was on the verge of death in disbelief, giggling twice, glaring and kicking his feet a few times before moving.

"Big Brother..."

There was a stammering sound outside the door, and the man who threw the knife slowly stood up, the knives of the two people behind him resting on his neck, and the cold glow in the moonlight.

"Spare your life..."

Fan Jianglin looked at him and aimed the bow and arrow in his hand at him again.

"Shout." He said.

"Catch the thief!" The two soldiers shouted.

The shouting suddenly made the courtyard lively, and the lights of many houses were turned on, and the shopkeepers ran out with sticks. Noisy footsteps filled the air with the sound of inquiry.

Thieves only. Catch it and catch it. Not to die...

The man who was pressed to the neck with a knife breathed a sigh of relief, as a thief, he had always wished that every day was dark, but at this moment, he felt very happy to see the lights and the crowd.

But before he could laugh, he heard a buzz, and an arrow flew in the room in the light of the moonlight, and he didn't even shout, but was carried out by the arrow, and lay on the ground and twitched twice.

"Catch the thief!" Fan Jianglin held the arrow in his hand. Rushed out and shouted loudly again.

It was daylight, and the courtyard of the inn was crowded with people looking upstairs.

An officer rose from the corpse and waved his hand at the officer.

The two servants carried the white clothed corpse down, causing a commotion and crowding of onlookers downstairs.

"They were trying to steal your things, so you killed them?" The messenger asked, looking inside the room.

There were several men standing in the room, and a woman with a child in her arms, who had been attacked by a thief and killed someone, and the woman's face turned pale, and she kept patting the child in her arms.

"Yes. Not only stealing, but I found out. And they want to kill me. Fan Jianglin said.

The messenger nodded, stepped into the room and stretched out his hand.

"Where's the people? What for? He asked.

Fan Jianglin took out a stack of road guides and handed them to the errand officer.

"Maoyuan Mountain people, Fan Jianglin, the Northwest Army dared to brave, and took his wife back to Beijing to visit relatives, and these soldiers helped escort us." He replied.

There was nothing wrong with checking the road guide, and the errand officer was relieved.

If you haven't killed ten thieves, you will never be brave, and he knows that these thieves have always been sharp with their hands and feet, and they still have a few lives in their hands, and they are looking for an opportunity to catch them, but they didn't expect to be unlucky to meet this group of guys who kill people for a living.

But they're also gone, and a few poor soldiers have nothing to steal...

The officer's gaze fell on the large box in the house, a good wooden box, the cost of the box alone is not a small amount, then the contents ......

"What is it?" The officer asked.

Fan Jianglin took a few steps over and opened the box, looking at the five clay pots neatly placed inside, the errand officer was stunned.

"Five of my brothers died in battle, and I sent them home." Fan Jianglin said.

Watching the errand officer walk down, the onlookers were lively again.

"Seventh master, seventh master, what good things did you steal?" Some familiar people asked curiously.

The officer looked at him with a strange expression.

"Dead people." He said.

These words made the onlookers even more surprised, and they rushed forward.

The officers dispersed the people and escorted the officer outside, and when he saw the three corpses thrown on the car outside the inn, the officer shook his head again.

"Damn... Dying at the hands of a few dead people is really unlucky. He said, glancing back at the inn.

But these soldiers are really ruthless.

Is it just a few ashes? That's not going to be such a heavy hand, is it?

Standing in front of the box and looking at it for a moment, Fan Jianglin poured a pot of wine in front of the box and closed the lid of the box.

"Brother Jiang Lin, this box is too dazzling..."

"Brother Jiang Lin, you are too generous"

"That's right, Brother Jiang Lin, let's keep a low profile."

The three soldiers said one after another.

Fan Jianglin smiled.

"Low-key, it is inevitable to be calculated and hurt, and high-profile is nothing more than that, since it is all like this, then let yourself be happy." "Maybe it's a little more high-profile, and those who want to hurt us have to weigh up and hesitate." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the wooden box behind him and shook the bow and arrow in his hand.

Before the words fell, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and the soldier who had gone out to inquire about the news at the post station came back, holding an urgent letter from the post station in his hand.

"Brother Jiang Lin, a letter from the capital to you." He said.

Fan Jianglin hurriedly stretched out his hand to open it and handed it to the woman beside him.

The woman leaned over with the child in her arms.

"My sister said, let us go slowly, and when we arrive in Beijing at the end of July, she is not ready yet." She read.

Not ready yet?

Fan Jianglin looked outside and folded the letter in his hand.

Then wait, wait for as long as you want, because my sister has never disappointed, whether it is the expectations of her own people or the retribution that others deserve. (To be continued......)