It wasn't until the back under his palm was no longer so stiff that Ji Bai was a little relieved, his mother was old and couldn't stand the panic. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a short period of fright, Old Madam Ji quickly lost the horror on her face, and said solemnly: "You help me over." ”

Ji Bai put shoes on the old lady, the two walked to the inner room, and walked to the carved stepping bed, the old lady Ji raised her hand, signaling Ji Bai to let go, she walked to the third bedpost, held the bedpost with both hands and turned it hard.

The click sound came from the ground, Ji Bai was startled, and looked towards the source of the sound. I didn't expect that there was a secret room in my mother's room.

Soon, a crack opened in the pedal not far from the bed, and the crack became louder and louder with the click, and a stone-paved staircase was reflected in front of the eyes.

Ji Bai turned his head suddenly, and the cold light in his eyes quickly disappeared when he saw someone coming.

"Fifth Master," Mrs. Ji's mother-in-law who was serving closely, Mother Jiang curtsied, quickly glanced at Mrs. Ji, and then retreated to the door, standing here with her hands down.

Ji Bai looked at this quietly, Jiang's mother was silent on weekdays, but she didn't expect her to jump over the text, the two of Song, her mother was so favorable, there was a secret room in her mother's house, even he didn't know, her mother was worthy of being a person who walked through the blood.

"Yun Chuan, come." Old Madam Ji called out to her son, the secret room in her house, except for the people around her, no one knew, if she hadn't heard such a terrible thing today, Yun Chuan might know one day in the future, and she would have been gone at that time.

Ji Bai stepped forward and hugged the old lady.

While going down the steps, Mrs. Ji recalled: "This secret room is more than 40 years, found when the Hanbi room was repaired, my mother checked, I didn't check who built this passage, I concealed it at this time, and then asked the craftsmen to repair it. ”

"If the mother is a man, she will definitely be able to be a very popular minister," Ji Bai admires his mother the most, when his father was young, he favored Aunt Gu as his heart, but his mother had to retreat as a wife, and his mother forbears it for more than ten years, only focusing on cultivating the eldest brother and second brother, secretly taking charge of the family business in the house, and returning to his father's heart little by little, and his mother's means and strategies are rare among women.

Old Madam Ji chuckled, "You will brag about your mother." ”

As they spoke, the two of them went down to the steps, and when they stepped on the last floor, a click suddenly sounded, and Ji Bai paused and looked at the entrance that was closing overhead.

Ji Bai went down the steps, knowing that the last step was the mechanism that opened the passage, and this design was not ingenious.

Whew――

The firelight lit up in response, and it was Mrs. Ji who took advantage of the last glimmer of light to light the candlestick hanging high on the wall.

The two of them crossed a short blue brick road, and then entered an empty room, directly opposite a wall of bookshelves, a long black lacquer desk placed below, on which the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were complete, next to the table were celadon ware containing calligraphy and paintings, the right side was stacked against the wall with these three red lacquer boxes, and on the left wall was a lot of treasures, which were full.

Mrs. Ji approached with her son and pointed to the things in the house, "These are some of the things I have been collecting since I was young. ”

Walking to Duobaoge, she picked up a brocade box from the center, and Ji Bai helped her sit behind the desk.

"Look, do you remember that?" Old Mrs. Ji opened the box with a smile and pushed it in front of her son.

A box full of things from the depths of Ji Bai's memory, he picked up a stack of papers full of words, and looked at them one by one, the writing style on it was immature, and it was written by beginners.

"These are the first big characters you wrote when you were a child, and your eldest brother's, my mother kept them for you." Mrs. Ji looked lovingly at her son, who had grown up in front of her, his naughty appearance was still in front of her, and in a blink of an eye, the youngest son was in his twenties.

Ji Bai's heart was suddenly sour, and his heart had been stubborn, and the knot in his heart, which had been ignored, was faintly loosened.

Ji Bai held his mother's hand, the sourness in his heart faded, and then he said: "It is my blessing to be my mother's son." ”

Bai'er, it's my mother who can't stand you, I can't stand you. Old Madam Ji endured the tears welling up in her eyes, smiled and nodded.

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Li Chenyu, who returned to Guicong Courtyard, asked Song Ting to carry Zhao Banblind out of the house and place him on the soft couch in the courtyard, and Li Chenyu sat cross-legged behind Zhao Banblind.

instructed: "Song Ting go and call all the people in the courtyard out, you stay at the door, don't let people in." ”

"The young master might as well use the meal and heal Mr. Zhao," Song Ting half-hung his head, without his previous casualness.

For his restraint, Li Chenyu didn't know what to say, she had never coaxed people.

"Chen'er hasn't eaten yet?" Zhao Ban turned his head and asked with a frown.

This girl didn't get up until three poles in the morning, she was called to meet Mrs. Ji early today, and now it's almost dinner, but she hasn't eaten today, this girl doesn't take her body seriously.

Li Chenyu straightened up and straightened Zhao's half-blind head with both hands, "I'll eat it with dinner later, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Fu looked at Song Ting again, her lips pursed into a straight line, as if sighing, Song Ting is Ji Bai's person after all, and if you have a blunt attitude in one or two sentences, you can make a gap between each other.

said lightly: "Song Ting go out and help me guard this." ”

Her words were detached and polite, and when she heard Song Ting's ears, her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and she answered: Yes. So he called the people in the courtyard to a place, and let them disperse, and he closed the door, leaned against the wall, and looked at the sky.

His mentality has gone astray, forgetting her identity, and everything is beyond him as a slave.

Between them, it is destined to be a difference between cloud and mud.

Song Ting thought blankly, and before he knew it, the sky had fallen.

Li Chenyu in the courtyard took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, and at the same time withdrew the hand that caressed Zhao Ban's blind back and used his spiritual power to heal him.

Zhao Ban, who was pale and weak, also opened his eyes, and as soon as he exhaled, he gasped, "Chen'er, go and rest with food, you use your true qi to heal my injuries every day, the consumption is too great, and you are not allowed to go out for these two days." ”

Li Chenyu, who got off the soft couch, helped him lie down, "You don't worry about it, this illness will get better soon, if you get better, I don't have to use my true qi to heal you every day, you have to worry about my kung fu, it's better to eat more and rest more." ”

Zhao Banblind gasped a few times, his lungs were more comfortable, and then he spoke: "You are not in front of you, how can I not worry, if you want me to get better quickly, don't run around, I will be worried." ”

"Can I run out and kill people and set fires? Or a three-year-old? I've only been out a few times in the past few days, and you can't let it go. ”