Chapter 054: A Chest Like Fire!
When we arrived, it was dark outside.
In the Jade Emperor Pavilion, the girls who usually served Zhao Zhu were all retired, leaving only the big girl Yueyu, who was used to serving him, and Sun Zhengye, who was in a hurry on the side. The lanterns were still lit in the hallway, and the firelight on the candlesticks in the room shone brightly, illuminating the inner room brightly enough.
Under the shadow of the lamp, next to the red sandalwood covered with brocade satin, Zhao Zhu frowned, playing chess alone, and on his right hand, there was a wine pot with Khotanese white jade.
"Master, you can't drink anymore."
Yueyu pulled the corner of the towel, and there was no blood on her pale face, but she still had the courage to persuade her. Zhao Zhu paused slightly, and the hand holding a black chess piece stopped in mid-air, as if he thought for a moment before slowly landing on the chessboard, without looking at her, but he took a big sip on the wine jug, and said coldly.
"Go get another pot."
Yue Yu bent her knees and said "yes", and looked at the old grandson.
Sun Zhengye stood on the side, a fat face without wrinkles was faintly sweaty because he was in a hurry.
"Master, the old man thinks that wine hurts his body a lot......"
One hand propped up his forehead, and Zhao Zhu's eyes swept to the side.
"What about Zheng Erbao?"
"This, this ......" Sun Zhengye looked at his incomprehensible expression, paused, and then said with a small meaning, "Master had a headache before, two?" One? Root? Read? Novel xstxt Bao Gonggong He was in a hurry, so he went to the west courtyard to find Chu Qi, although the girl's words were a little more realistic, but in terms of medical insights, she did have her uniqueness, and the old man also sighed to himself......
"Be smart." Leng Leng interrupted him, and Zhao Zhu's voice was cold.
Sun Zhengye observed the words, "It is exactly, the number of masters is right." But it's not a way to always have a sore head, and the old man thinks that he has been thinking too much these days, so he relapsed again. However, this headache is not a cure for the symptoms, it will not work after all, I invited Chu Qi to take a look, she may have a home remedies. β
Zhao Zhu was silent, holding a black chess board in his left hand and a white chess board in his right hand, sitting there alone and playing with himself. Except for the occasional frown, no one could tell that he actually had an unbearable headache.
"Master, the wine is here!" Yue Yu opened the cork and handed it to Zhao Bottle.
Zhao Zhu's face turned a little pale, took the wine jug, tilted his neck, the Adam's apple stirred slightly, and half a pot of wine went down his throat. A few drops slipped down his chin and down his neck and into the neckline......
Yueyu's ears were burned, and she hurriedly took the silk scarf over, wiped the wine on his neck for him first, and then hit the neckline of his clothes, wanting to wipe the wine that flowed into his chest......
"This king will come by himself!"
Zhao Zhu's hoarse voice was low.
"That'...... Master, Yueyu rubbed your forehead. β
Yue Yu hesitated, a pair of neatly trimmed white fingers put on his forehead, Zhao Yu frowned, his head was slightly offset, and his expression was faintly displeased.
"This king said, it's okay."
His sudden cold tone made Yueyu's hand pause, and he finally took it back.
"Yes."
Glancing at the wronged Yueyu, Sun Zhengye felt sympathy and hurriedly said, "Master! Anger hurts the liver, depression turns into fire, don't be annoyed, take care of your body as the first priority. Also, although the wine can relieve the pain, the old man thinks ......"
"You go down!"
This sound was so cold that it pierced the heart and lungs, and the roar made the old grandson's heart rise to his throat.
With a shake of his body, he didn't dare to be long-winded.
Over the years, he has seen Zhao Zhu the most times, but he can't figure out his temperament at all. This master has always had a headache, but this disease is lingering and difficult to cure, and it is easy to recur, and it is no different from ordinary people when it does not attack, and once it occurs, the pain is unbearable.
A few years ago, the Holy Lord loved the Nineteenth Master and promised the Ruyi Imperial Wine Workshop of Jingshi, and brewed this kind of Fubai wine for him alone, adding Poria cocos and Baihaozi to make it.
The hundred trumpets are also called the royal rice, it is the palace for the royal use, also known as the "king of a hundred medicines", it has the use of analgesia, and it is transported from Yunnan to Beijing every year, which is really valuable. Therefore, this "Fu Bai Wine" is even more precious, except for the Nineteenth Master, the other princes can't touch it if they want to.
But wine is wine, and as a doctor, Sun Zhengye does not approve of drinking too much.
"Newspaperβ"
At this time, Zheng Erbao panted and pulled the curtain in.
"Master, the slave invited Chu Xiaolang here!"
Zhao Zhu's face was as usual, and he didn't raise his eyelids, but just said "um".
That expression, looking at Zheng Erbao's eyes, was a sigh.
His master, how can he hold it back like that?
But he knew that since this master didn't let people go, he wouldn't refuse.
Xia Chuqi has been a few steps behind Zheng Erbao, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw the arrogant nineteenth master who was said to have a headache to death.
After just one glance, he was stunned.
His long black hair was untied, and he hung down from his broad shoulders to his narrow waist, and his buttocks were curled enough when he sat on the round pole, but unfortunately he was covered by the black soft satin bedgown. Looking up further, I saw that his light bedgown was open to the front, with a slight wet mark, which was simply the "temptation that could not be hidden......
Tut!
I haven't seen it for more than half a month, why does this thing look more handsome?
On the road before, Zheng Erbao introduced it at the beginning, saying that a few adults came from Jincheng Mansion today, and a few people such as King Ning of Jin ate wine in Shisexuan, and the nineteenth master, who had a headache, had a headache as soon as he came back, his head hurt even more. He has always had headaches, and only this time he had a bad attack, so he called Dr. Sun to come over, boiled the medicine and drank it, but he didn't see much improvement, so he invited her to come again.
But judging from his expression at this moment, she really couldn't see the slightest bit of the patient's state.
"Chu Qi, hurry up and take a look for your master."
Yueyu had a seizure due to Zhao Zhu's head wind, and her lower lip was so uncomfortable that she was about to bite it. At this time, he didn't care whether he liked Chu Qi or not, so he quickly interjected, breaking the most gorgeous fantasy that Xia Chuqi was carrying out on beautiful men.
Coughing lightly, Xia Chuqi glanced at Yue Yu's face that had really thinned a lot, and walked over and sat on the small pestle she brought.
"Look at this situation, you won't be able to die for a while."
The first sentence in more than half a month choked Zhao Zhu's face.
A black seed in his hand fell to the ground with a 'boom'. And his pair of black eyes swished over, slightly slightly intoxicated, so dark that it seemed to suck people's two whirlpools, that picture was indeed charming.
Xia Chuqi pursed his mouth, "It's just telling the truth." β
Zhao Zhu was silent, but the other people in the room couldn't wait to cover their ears.
Although her mouth is damaged, she is a doctor at the beginning of the summer, and this will not change at any time, basically no matter who the patient is, she will go to the doctor with all her heart. As she spoke, she mixed up the chess game in front of Zhao Zhu, dragged his wrist over, and pursed her lips intently to check the pulse.
"The tongue sticks out." She commanded.
Zhao Zhu's face turned dark again, but he didn't do it.
"Hurry up." She's a doctor.
Then, before Zhao Yu could stick out her tongue, she suddenly paused with a narrow gaze.
And her emotions also changed from doubt to surprise, and directly turned into admiration.
"It's all about to become a ghost, right? Ya can still play chess, and she has to die to save face and suffer crimes. β
No one knows better than she how powerful a head wind can be.
To put it another way, a patient with head wind is like a big stove in his head, which may burn at any time. Once the headache attacks, it is like lighting a fire, like boiling bones on top of an oil pot, and the head will hurt so much that it almost explodes, and it is difficult to completely cure this disease, just like the maggot attached to the bone......
If you were an ordinary person, you would have been so impatient that you would hold your head and your face would be distorted. Otherwise, Cao Cao would not have slaughtered Hua Tuo in a fit of rage, but this master in front of him? Except for the slight twisting of his eyebrows, he didn't see the slightest gaffe, and no one would think that he was in pain.
Zhao Bottle with this appearance, Xia Chuqi really couldn't find a few accurate words to describe him.
In modern times, she'd pat him on the shoulder and say, "Dude, that's good." β
But in ancient times, Zhao Bottle was a feudal prince......
In his sharpening eyes, Xia Chuqi withdrew his hand and glanced at Sun Zhengye.
"Old Sun, borrow your silver needle."
If it was the first time she was by the Qingling River, Sun Zhengye was still unconvinced by her, and asked her what she memorized "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" and "Treatise on Typhoid Fever".
took a set of silver needles that had been steamed at high temperature from the medical box, and handed it over to Xia Chuqi with a very respectful and humble attitude.
"Thank you." Xia Chuqi nodded at him, without the slightest hint of insult.
In fact, for an ancient healer like Lao Sun Tou, she admires it from the bottom of her heart.
To put it bluntly, she just has some advantages over others, and she has systematically studied the best medical culture that has been passed down for thousands of years, and is just a modern person who has mastered more medical knowledge.
"The pulse is like a string slippery, which is caused by stasis and obstruction of the brain veins, which is indeed a disease of head wind. This disease has a long course and is easy to recur, so at present, there is no better cure, and it must be diagnosed and treated slowly. I'll give you an injection first to relieve your headache. It will be an extremely long process for the head wind to be cured. β
Long......
She dragged on for a long time......
In fact, this long tone also contains another layer of meaning - to add an extra layer of weight to her own life.
Zhao Jun raised his eyebrows clearly, his eyes were extremely cold, and he stared at him with a serious expression.
"The longer the better."
"As long as you don't bother, there's no problem."
Secretly rolled his eyes, Xia Chuqi calmly held the silver needle, starting from the back top acupoint, slowly inserting one by one, the technique is very old, the depth of the needle is uncertain according to the acupuncture points, so it looks like it is simply swaying freely, and the old grandson on the side is not willing to blink, and he wants to learn the ability of this silver needle to relieve pain, and the master has a headache in the future, which can also come in handy.
Time was short-lived.
After a while, Zhao Zhu's originally pale face slowly recovered.
"Does it still hurt? Better, right? She asked.
"Hmm." He replied.
Xia Chuqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and left the work of cleaning up the scene to the diligent old man, glanced at it, and happened to see that Zhao Zhu was also looking at her, so he made a very regretful expression at him.
"It's just a temporary pain relief, don't stare at me, it's useless to stare at me."
Her tone was not too friendly, and her dress was really ordinary, a small thin person, her hair was all tied up on her head, and she wore a rounded hat to cover it, which made her little face less than the size of a palm.
In order to prevent the wound from becoming infected, she endured the pain in the room alone, carefully picked out the old ink marks on the wound with a needle, and covered the bangs into the Luo hat, which was bare at this time, so the place on the forehead was covered with a black scab, and it looked like a whole small face, which looked very weird and ugly.
Can......
Zhao Zhu was stunned for a long time.
Seeing that Xia Chuqi's heart was hairy, he raised his eyebrows smartly.
"See what I do? Blooming on my face? β
Zhao Jun retracted his gaze and said lightly, "I haven't seen you for a few days, it seems to be ugly again." β
"It's not a few days, it's half a month. Master, you, you're confused. β
didn't care about his deliberate ridicule, Xia Chuqi was basically used to the adjective "ugly" given to her by others, otherwise, she wouldn't have exposed the scar on her forehead. Moreover, she felt that ugly people walked the world, and she was a little taller than serving people with beauty, and she felt very good about herself.
"Okay, that's it, I'm leaving, master, you're going to rest in your life, you're sick, you have to rely on support, don't always be reckless, if you accidentally put your old life in, it's too late to regret it."
After losing the person, he tilted his head again, "Old Sun, please come out for a while, I'll give you a prescription." β
Then, she turned to go to the outer room.
Zhao Zhu glanced at her calmly, didn't say a word, and only re-folded the chessboard.
This situation made Zheng Erbao so anxious that he forgot his identity as a slave.
"Slow down, Chu Xiaolang, don't-"
Looking back lazily, Xia Chuqi was inexplicable and strange.
"Why not? I don't want to treat your boss anymore, let him die of pain? β
Coughing slightly, Zheng Erbao twisted his face, glanced at the master with a cold face, and then turned back to look at Chu Qi, who seemed to have no idea that the master was still sick at all, and she should stay and wait, and really had to remind her.
"Master's body is not comfortable, you hurry up and draw up a prescription, come in and pinch it for you......"
It doesn't hurt anymore, and you're still a ghost?
She had a few taels of silver in her pocket, so she didn't want to stay and be ruined in vain.
She touched her forehead sadly, and she "hissed".
"Erbao's father-in-law doesn't know anything, and Chu Qi's body is not comfortable, I'm afraid it's inconvenient......"
Zheng Erbao knew what this girl was trying to do, so he gritted his teeth and made a lot of money.
"I got your fifty taels last time, and we'll pay you back when I go back?"
In fact, the fifty taels of silver were sent to him by his master at that time, and when he came back, he obediently handed it over. said this, just to keep Chu Qi for his master. Therefore, the fifty taels may have to be taken out of his own money bag.
Maybe it's really heartache, and Erbao's father-in-law's tears are about to fall.
"So, is it convenient?"
Xia Chuqi muttered in his heart that this thing has a bubble in his brain, but if he doesn't make money, he will be thundered by the sky. It was funny again, and she put down the hand that touched her forehead funny, and she gave Zheng Erbao a pleasant smile.
"Hey, it's amazing, my head doesn't seem to hurt so much. Convenient, very convenient. β
Do you want to be such a philistine......
Zheng Erbao pursed his mouth, but saw that his master was still cold, as if he hadn't heard the conversation at all, and he didn't know what he was thinking about with the chess piece, which made him feel aggrieved.
And so it was settled.
Yue Yu walked over with a smile, "Then Chu Qi will stay on duty tonight." I went to get pen and ink, you wrote the recipe, and I went to grab the medicine and fry it for our master first. β
Her voice is delighted, her expression is calm, and her appearance is even more charming.
Looking at her, it is really difficult to see from the face what Meizi said about "depressed".
The pen and ink were brought, and Xia Chuqi lowered his eyelids.
"Old Sun, I'll read it, you can write it."
The old grandson was stunned for a moment, "Oh, why? β
Xia Chuqi hadn't thought about how to answer, but the master who hadn't spoken suddenly said it coldly.
"Lao Sun wrote it, lest her crooked typo catch the wrong medicine for a while."
Typo? Damn, is it okay for her to write it called "semi-simplified"?
Among the people here, only Zhao Zhu has seen her handwriting.
If she remembers, she will use the traditional Chinese that will be written wrongly, and if she doesn't remember, she will use simplified Chinese instead, and it is also a shame that he can understand it if he used to guess and half-understand.
Xia Chuqi turned a blind eye to his poisonous tongue, pretended not to hear it, and calmly sat in the house with a charcoal fire, reading it seriously, and the old grandson also wrote it seriously, and in less than a moment he got everything done, and Yueyu went down first with the prescription.
Zheng Erbao also smiled and led the others to retreat.
Xia Chuqi sat on the small round pestle opposite Zhao Zhu, holding a cheek, and looked at him with a smile.
"Master, am I playing chess with you now? Or give you a massage? β
Her big watery eyes were so clear that she could raise two small fish in them...... At the moment, with a very pure seriousness.
For the earnestness of the fifty taels of silver.
"Can you play chess?"
"No, it won't." She glanced at her mouth and shook her head.
Zhao Zhu's face turned dark, and his eyes seemed to say, "That's still a fart."
"But you can teach me?" Xia Chuqi picked up a teasing smile, a face that was less than the size of a man's palm, in fact, the facial features were quite good-looking, but the big scar on the forehead was really unsightly.
"When I return to Jingshi, I will go to the palace and bring you a few boxes of Yueze ointment, it is said that that thing is very useful to cover scars." Zhao Zhu fiddled with his chess pieces and suddenly burst out.
At the beginning of summer, Qi's expression was stunned.
If you are well fed, do good people and good deeds?
"Isn't it, master, you're so good, I'm not used to it? But forget it, I think I am a peerless little miracle doctor, peerless, unparalleled in the medical world, can you still be rare in your palace medicine? Also, give me money! β
Zhao Zhu's expression tightened, and he stared at her with disgust, and his tone was very indifferent.
"It's not for you, this king really hates ugly-looking people dangling in front of him."
grinded his teeth, Xia Chuqi wanted to strangle him.
Was she happy to dangle in front of him? What's in the way of her ugliness?
With a vicious squint, she threw out a look that she thought was extremely lethal, stared at him with contempt, and slammed her small hand on the chessboard, just as the black and white chess pieces jumped up under force, she noticed that there were two white Khotanese jade wine jugs next to her.
Last time she was here, she took it for him.
At that time, she felt that the wine was really fragrant, and she couldn't tell how good it tasted.
"I'm dying of headaches, and you dare to drink?"
"Hmm. Drink a little only when you have a headache. In the flickering firelight, there was a strange gloom on Zhao Zhu's cold face.
Xia Chuqi despised his logically confused theory, secretly aimed at him, sat a little closer to him with the round pestle under his buttocks, and sure enough, he smelled that familiar, light and flirting fragrance on his body.
"You didn't tell me last time, what is the name of this wine? It's really fragrant, I've never smelled such a fragrant wine...... I want to drink a little. β
Like a puppy, she sniffed.
Then, with great speed, he grabbed the flask, sniffed it, and poured it into his mouth.
Zhao Zhu might as well have such a move, her face sank, and she snatched the wine jug back.
"Don't drink, spit it out."
The wine was around the tip of his tongue, and at the beginning of the summer, he tasted it again and again, and a pair of eyes looked at him fixedly, and there was slowly a touch of consternation in his eyes, and he grunted and swallowed the wine.
"Every time you have a headache, you drink this wine?"
Zhao Zhu's eyes parted, "The name of this wine is Fubai, which means Poria cocos and Baihaozi, mellow and sweet, and it was specially ordered by my father to be brewed for this king." β
"Damn, you don't have to mess yourself up." Xia Chuqiyi was rude, his tone was a little manic, he didn't say anything, grabbed his arm, and told him with a serious expression, "Now, as a professional doctor, I tell you that the ingredients of this wine contain opium poppy, although it helps to relieve pain, but if you take it in large doses for a long time, you will rely on it and become addicted, do you understand?" β
The hundred-trumpet seed is the poppy seed, which itself is non-toxic.
But it's clear that there's more to this wine than just poppy seeds.
Although in fact the unpurified opium poppy could not have been as serious as the opium that came later, although it could be used for medical purposes, it was not something that could be used for a long time...... It's tantamount to drinking to quench your thirst.
Zhao Zhu's dark eyes narrowed, staring at her.
"Is addiction bad? Don't you want me to die? β
"I'll you!" Being a little hairy by his focused eyes, Xia Chuqi lowered his head and took the wine jug from his hand again, sniffed and sniffed it carefully, but it didn't make contact with his eyes.
"I'm essentially a good person. And, as I said, I'm a doctor. β
The cold thin lips murmured softly, and Zhao Zhu's sharp gaze narrowed again.
"In life, why bother to deceive yourself?"
At the beginning of summer, Qi's heart was cold, and he couldn't say what it tasted like.
He actually knows it in his heart, but if he knows it, he still wants to drink, what is it called?
Is it his family's emperor father who "dotes on him too much" and makes him unbearable to refuse?
But even if this wine was specially brewed by his old emperor father for his head wind, then there are so many masters in the Tai Hospital of the Jingshi, is it possible that they don't know that although poppy can be used for medical treatment, long-term excessive use can make people addictive?
Subconsciously, she felt a little sorry for him.
The emperor's business, flesh and blood, is really hateful.
"Yes, buddy. Let's change the two of you, and I'll have a good drink with you? β
It seemed that he didn't expect Xia Chuqi to suddenly say this, and Zhao Zhu's cold eyes deepened.
is still that paralyzed face, or that noble and arrogant face.
But after a pause, he nodded, "Let's drink in a different place." β
Yes? Glanced at by his waveless eyes, Xia Chuqi thought of the silver that Zheng Erbao promised her, and regretted a little that she had a momentary sympathy.
This product itself will not be a good thing, in history, those for the supremacy of the imperial position, fratricidal, father and son against the purpose of the things abound, there is no question of who is good and who is bad, there is only the difference between success and defeat.
"Oh...... Master, or else, forget it, right? I'm here to massage for you? β
Her hesitant voice made Zhao Jun frown.
"Chu Qi, you like to bargain more and more."
He dragged his voice. The temperature in the house began to drop. Then, seeing him glance at her coldly, he got up and flicked his robe, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and picked her up.
"Hey, hey, I said, where are you going to drink? Isn't that it? I still have to massage for you? β
Xia Chuqi absolutely refused to admit it, in addition to considering that the silver was not guaranteed, she still felt a little lost in her heart about this goods. Although she hadn't seen with her own eyes his glorious deeds of killing hundreds of thousands of soldiers in one night, and even she hadn't seen him kill as terrifyingly as Dongfang Qingxuan, but she couldn't express that feeling in her heart.
This thing was born with a Hades temperament.
The terrible coldness emanated from the cracks of his bones......
"Little slaveβ"
He called again.
"Huh?" The seventh day of the summer is walking in all directions.
He let go of her hand, stopped, and glanced at her condescendingly, with an indescribable coldness in his eyes, but uttered something that she could hardly believe her ears.
"Turn back, the debt you owe to your grandfather will be forgiven."
Is there pie in the sky?
"Really?"
Xia Chuqi looked at him in astonishment, he really couldn't imagine that a debt collector like him would suddenly be gracious and solve her troubles lightly. Could it be that the conscience has found it?
"Hmm. After drinking, he came back and waited for the king to bathe. β
He strode forward and added a cool word.
Xia Chuqi was speechless, raised his eyes and looked at the back of his head, "Hey, you're embarrassing me like this?" β
"Huh?"
"I want to get rid of my debts again, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold on to it, so I accidentally pushed you."
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After being speechless for a while, Zhao Zhu snorted coldly.
"Wait until you have the skills."
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In the stove room, Yueyu personally fried the medicine, and did not let the little girls interfere at all, and the elegant and quiet gowns were stained with some dirt on the side of the stove.
She raised her hand and patted it gently, at the door of the stove room, there was a lily bun, a crystal entwined flower was inserted in her hair, and her face was painted with rouge, and the warbler song full of wind and dust smelled of wind and dust, and walked in with a swaying waist and branches.
"Sister Yueyu, are you really here?"
Her voice was indescribable.
Looking up at her, Yueyu's brows furrowed inadvertently, but she still smiled faintly.
"Why are you here?"
"I heard that you are decocting medicine for your grandfather, so I want to help you fan the flames."
"No, it's all good." Yue Yu smiled.
"Sister Yueyu......" Squatting on the edge of the fire, Yingge played with her own green and white fingertips, and said slowly, "When I went to bring lunch to Na Chu Qi yesterday, she said that the venison with pumpkin would kill people if you eat it." Hmph, that person's mouth is really picky, but she still eats it, isn't it okay to live properly? β
Yueyu picked up the steaming medicine jar, took a chopstick to filter the medicine residue, and said slowly, "Really?" That Chu Qi is an unforgiving person, there is no bad intention, but he likes to joke a little, don't be angry with her. β
"Where do you dare Yingge? Chu Qi is our master's favorite. Saying sourly, Yingge pouted her red lips a little unconvinced, and praised Yueyu for her delicate appearance, and then said, "Yes, I still heard Chu Qi talk about an interesting story today?" β
Yueyu smiled and asked, "What's the funny thing?" β
Yingge said, "Chu Qi went to the Rejuvenation Hall, bought some medicine and came back, saying that he wanted to make some medicine for lying. β
At 1510, Yingge told Yueyu about the "lying medicine" that she heard from Xia Chuqi, and after speaking, she sneered and snorted, "Who are you fooling?" How can there be such a drug in the world? If so, then what's the deal? β
Yue Yu responded with a smile, but said again, "But Chu Qi is a capable person, so maybe it's really true." β
After that, without looking at Yingge's face, Yueyu took the medicine cup and put it in a rosewood tray, and then said with a smile, "Yingge, I'll send medicine to my master, it's not early, you go back and rest." β
"Sister Yueyu......" Yingge stood up and shook her small waist timidly, "I'll go over with you, okay?" Yingge hasn't seen her for a long time? I was very worried about it. β
Yue Yu smiled slightly, "Next time, my body is not good today." β
"Oh...... All right. β
Yue Yu took the decoction that she had carefully boiled and went straight to Zhao Zhu's house in the Jade Emperor Pavilion, but where was there still anyone? It was quiet inside and outside the house, except for a few silent little girls, only Zheng Erbao was waiting outside. Seeing her coming, Zheng Erbao didn't say why, but just gave Yueyu a comforting look.
"Ye pulled Chu Qi out, you put the medicine first."
Zheng Erbao's voice has always been sharp and ugly.
But Yueyu felt that it had never been so harsh as it was here.
Looking left and right, Zheng Erbao knew that she was not happy in her heart, so he scolded the few little girls standing there away, and then comforted her in a low voice.
"What the master said that night was just a joke, don't take it to heart, in the heart of the master, you are naturally different from others. You pay more attention these days, our master, that eye is much more shrewd than others, you must not annoy him. β
Yue Yu put down the medicine cup and looked at Zheng Erbao and smiled.
"I know it all. My father-in-law doesn't need to be comforted. β
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This day is the seventh day of the lunar month in the twenty-fourth year of Hongtai.
Even after many years, Xia Chuqi still remembers that day.
Zhao Zhu led the big black war horse called "Big Bird" in the horse number, camelped several jars of miscellaneous grain wine from the famous Wendefeng Wine Workshop in Xuzhou Mansion, Sichuan, and swept through the gate of Qinggang Post Station at night, all the way in the cold wind, taking her into the boundless darkness with the humid and fresh air.
The moonlight on this night is still not bright.
The moon hung hazely in the sky like a pile of white hair.
Xia Chuqi couldn't quite see Zhao Zhu's expression clearly.
And where they sat on the spot, there was no poetic artistic conception, no painting-like tenderness, only the big black horse about ten feet away from them flicking its tail and eating grass leisurely, occasionally snorting to add a little music to their drinking fun.
In the winter, the insects are all gone.
All around was quiet, with the desolation of the night.
This is also a section of the Qingling River, there is a big stone raised high by the river, two people are blowing the river breeze, drinking small wine, sitting on the big stone, there is a word of chatting about the day.
Of course, the new force of chatting is still the seventh child in the early summer.
Zhao Zhu didn't talk much.
In a short time, two or three empty jars were scattered around the big rock.
"Hiccup, don't say it, this wine really smells like Wuliangye-"
Xia Chuqi burped unsightly, and looked at Zhao Zhu again.
"Dude, this is out to drink to kill your sorrows, you have to talk to the two of you. I'm talking about it for a long time, and you don't like to say anything, it's like a big stuffy donkey, and it's not funny for me to say it, right? Hey, don't you have any fun saying it makes me happy? β
"None."
One word, it's still so light.
"Hey, I can't play with you anymore."
Xia Chuqi shook his head, carried the wine jar, tilted his neck, and poured a sip of wine.
Smacking her mouth, she glanced at the man who was also drinking with drunken eyes.
"Hey, this life, it's really beautiful."
She talks to herself, pleasing to the eye.
The shadow of the tree on the side of the big stone happened to fall on Zhao Zhu's face, skillfully hiding some of his usual solemnity and indifference, and adding a trace of indescribable handsomeness. Probably he drank a little too much, and then opened the neckline of his robe, and his languid appearance and faintly exposed collarbones were a representative of legendary sexual charm in her professional eyes.
Can......
They're buddies who can drink together.
She doesn't seem to be able to him so obscenely anymore?
Regrettably taking his eyes away from the man who was full of temptation, Xia Chuqi retracted his evil thoughts, sighed, and his tone was a little true, but also a little false, false and real, all of which were optimistic that had penetrated into her bones.
"Come on, you, don't pretend to be cool. Even if you don't say anything, I can guess it. I said, what are you bothered about? It's not that you don't have enough food and clothing, even if the old man treats you badly, with your ability, you just want to fight for that position. Besides, if you're nice to me, I'll be able to help you, right? As long as the silver is enough, don't worry about talents, don't bother? Come on, dry ......"
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"Hey, talk? Don't agree? Still don't want to take a stand? β
"The troubles of the world are all born by the will. If you don't bother, your heart won't bother. β
Zhao Zhu craned his neck, and the slightly agitated Adam's apple between swallows ......
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Closing her eyes, Xia Chuqi had to admit that she was really a coward with a colored heart and no color. However, if it was a change of normal, she could still tease him with half-truths.
But today's situation is special, after discovering Zhao Zhu's little secret that can be said to be "crying blood", although he didn't admit it directly, he also regarded her as a good buddy who could relieve his sorrows, and specially brought her to this place of "Willow Shore Dawn Wind and Waning Moon" to drink wine.
No matter how immoral she is in the seventh day of the summer month, she is embarrassed to flirt with others anymore, right?
"Zhao Bottle."
For the first time, she called him by name.
"Hmm." I didn't think about it, but he answered.
She smiled and enlightened him, "When I was young, I grew up in an orphanage, my father and my mother were killed by wicked people early on, and in that room of the orphanage, there lived seven or eight little girls who were orphans like me. The only difference is that they're all older than me. Therefore, every time the good things distributed to us in the courtyard, I couldn't get them, and they would coax them to rob them. β
He didn't look up or speak.
Xia Chuqi didn't care if he responded, and as soon as the wine came up, he also began to chatter.
"Don't believe that children can't do that. People are naturally aggressive, whether they are adults or children. It's just that children with their parents are simple by nature, they don't know what the law is the strong, they don't know what it means to be warm, and they don't know how to rob it by themselves if they need it. Our orphans are different, none of us are really distressed, so we know how to feel sorry for ourselves, and we also know how to act tactfully in front of the dean and teachers, know how to pretend to be obedient when someone comes to adopt, and know what is called obedient and what is called disobedient......"
Speaking of this, she paused and looked at him, "I'm a little cold." β
Zhao Zhu glanced at her, didn't speak, took off the thick black fox fur on his body, and handed it to her. Xia Chuqi was not polite, and took the big coat and wrapped it on his body.
Hey, that guy is so big, she can even bury her feet in it.
Sighed comfortably, she only left two small hands to come out to drink, and the whole person shrank beside Zhao Bottle, and his big tall man blocked the river breeze for himself, and then said.
"Your little thing, in my opinion, isn't much. You are all high-ranking royal nobles, and what you think about in your heart is what kind of country, imperial power, the world, and hegemony. In fact, for ordinary people like us, it doesn't matter who is the emperor, when you are full, warm, you can do whatever you want, and live a chic life freely, that is the freehand life. I was thinking, when I am free, I will lead a fool to swim all over this mountain and water, that is really a good taste......"
She didn't know which wind was pumping, and she was as verbose as an eighty-year-old woman.
Zhao Zhu listened and didn't speak.
However, he never stopped drinking.
Under the hairy moonlight, Xia Chuqi secretly looked over, hey, his side outline, it really looks like a thing carved by a skilled craftsman. This feudal prince looks ...... She couldn't help but sigh again and took a hard sip of wine.
"I know that you have a lot on your mind, but you are also not willing to tell others. Hey, anyway, I think the things you have to do can be regarded as a happy grudge, a white horse whistling west wind or something, very heroic and chic, don't worry about doing it boldly, I will definitely support you spiritually. But ah, can you ......?"
There was another hiccup, and she suddenly stuck her head out.
"Can you give me back my mirror first?"
"Why is the mirror so important to you?"
Zhao Zhu's voice was hoarse and low for no reason because of the wine. And his gaze close at hand, but in the leisurely darkness of the river breeze, there is an abnormal crystalline, or demagogic power, so that Xia Chuqi has never liked to show people's things, and suddenly feels that he has a ** to confide in.
"Hey, we're buddies, aren't we? I have a secret to tell you. β
She thought he wouldn't answer.
But he squinted.
Faintly, lowly, with a soft "um", he continued.
"Ugly is ugly, and it's okay to drink with you."
glaring at him vigorously, Xia Chuqi knew that he was not the kind of fairy-level stunner who was so charming that he could make people's hearts feel numb. crooked his mouth, and a little bitter and bitter again.
"Lao Tzu is ugly, but he doesn't steal or rob, where is it in your way? If you don't mock me, you'll die? β
He didn't answer, just sat there, one leg slightly bent, a face with a tree shadow, a robe breezy and quiet, calm...... is also a character who is really ten streets more beautiful than her.
"Have you ever eaten rose cake?"
His words came suddenly, and the twist was too great, and he snatched all the secrets of the crossing that Xia Chuqi wanted to exit.
But this is also the first time this evening that he has taken the initiative to open the topic.
Xia Chuqi was stunned and shook his head, "No, a cake made of roses?" β
Zhao Zhu's face was hidden in the darkness, and his gaze was dark and profound.
"I haven't eaten it for a long time, and when I was a child, my mother always ate with me on my birthday."
"And then?" The gossip heart of the seventh day of the summer has risen to a new height.
"Not anymore." Zhao Jun replied extremely quickly, and his voice was also very flat.
It's just strange that Xia Chuqi read a trace of loneliness from his words. But no matter how she talked, he didn't answer the question anymore, only concentrated on being her audience, and he couldn't get along with those pots of multigrain wine, so he stopped talking.
Stuffy donkey!
But it seems that no matter how noble a person is, he has the fireworks mood of mortals in the world?
Thinking about it this way, Xia Chuqi felt a little more comfortable.
She is indeed a person who can find joy in the sorrow of others.
It was probably because Zhao Zhu had normal human emotions on his body at this time, which made Xia Chuqi feel that the distance between him and himself had narrowed a lot. Even if he doesn't like to talk, he can't stop her noisy mood.
"I have eaten a lot of delicious things, the most famous Longyou fat cake in Zhejiang and Guangzhou, one of the top ten pastries in the Manchu and Han Dynasty banquet jujube cake, glutinous rice cake, peanut cake, pan-fried radish cake, Ningbo fried rice cake, Cantonese radish cake, crispy fried soybean cake ......"
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Starting with the opening remarks, the long road of confession began on the seventh day of the beginning of the summer.
Omitting some modern experiences that were difficult for him to understand, she talked about what she liked to eat and play, about fighting with children in the orphanage when she was a child, about scratching the children's faces in order to hide a piece of candy for her own time, about not being able to stand that kind of day, once wanted to sneak out, built bricks and climbed over the high wall of the orphanage, only to fall down and almost fell to her death, and also about a white chubby little boy she had a crush on when she was five years old, because he had a perfume on him that she had never smelled......
A long string of words went on for a long, long time.
In the end, she realized that he had not said a word for a long time.
"Hey, don't you understand?" She asked.
With a soft sigh, Zhao Zhu looked at her thoughtfully, "I can understand some things, and some people don't understand." β
Hey, it's really hard to talk about the past with the ancients.
Just when Xia Chuqi was reminiscing about the bittersweet with the intention of wine, Zhao Zhuang's eyes flickered, his eyes locked on her face, and suddenly asked a fatal key question.
"You have such an experience, why did you appear in Liunian Village again?"
When I was usually sober-minded, there would definitely be a more appropriate statement on the seventh day of the summer month.
But isn't she a little drunk now?
Looking at the hairy moon in the dark sky, she put down the wine jar, opened her hands, made a gesture of flying in the wind, and smiled at Zhao Bottle.
"Did you see that day? Actually, there may be another heaven outside the sky. I'm from another plane, outside of this day, no, maybe ...... It's the same sky as you, it's just a few hundred years apart, and I'm not a normal person, I'm just a soul. A body without its own, just a soul that has taken possession of someone else's body......"
She's never been so honest.
Especially in front of Zhao Zhu, he has never said such sincere words.
But Zhao Zhu's face sank coldly, "Zi is silent, and the strange power is confused." β
Xia Chuqi sighed and looked at him crookedly, "What I said is true. β
"Well, it's true, you're not human."
Zhao Zhu drank the wine gracefully and luxuriously, and casually perfunctory, choking her to cough.
This and this...... She's so hard to put into words.
To tell the truth, no one would believe it, if she made up a bloody story like "That year and that month, the soldiers were in chaos, and a group of homeless people strayed into Liunian Village, fell at the foot of Goshawk Mountain, and was fortunately saved by a fool", he could believe a little more.
But also, if it were herself, she wouldn't believe it.
"Chu Qi, Lord knows, you are not a simple character."
The shadow of the tree on the side of the big stone blurred Zhao Zhu's handsome face again.
Xia Chuqi was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at him, "Really?" Just right. I've never felt like I'm simple. β
"You're different."
He made up his mind. But it was said that Xia Chuqi remembered the past and gritted his teeth a little.
"Just because you think I'm different, you give me money?"
"Can you earn more anyway?"
"I'm going to go, it's two different things, okay? You're a person, you just take pleasure in bullying me, this kind of concept, it's unacceptable, it's really unacceptable, you have to change it...... But fortunately, the two of us will be buddies after tonight, you said you don't have to pay back the money I owe you, and I don't want the silver I was taken away by you. Let's both of us, the two are clear......"
"The premise that you don't have to pay it back is that you serve the master to bathe."
Xia Chuqi hadn't swallowed a mouthful of wine in his mouth, so he reminded her lightly.
Doesn't this thing look drunk?
This amount of wine is really not covered.
Hee-hee, she leaned in, "Hey, do you really want me to bathe you?" β
Xia Chuqi said and spoke, then moved a little closer to him, slowly, one hand on the big stone, the other hand on his shoulder, a hot face next to him, rubbed a few times, and smelled the sweet and faint smell of wine on his body.
"It's better to ...... Right now? β
"Now?"
Probably confused by her strange tone, Zhao Zhu's brows seemed to frown.
Xia Chuqi crawled over with both hands and feet, pestle in front of him, raised his head and sprayed a sip of wine in her face.
"Zhao Zhu, are you drunk?"
"Nope."
"But I'm a little drunk. Hey......" squinted at him, she didn't know how soft her tone was, and she didn't know how delicate and disgusting it was...... Unusual. Just stared at a pair of drunken hazy eyes, mixed with a little naivety, and said with a smile, "However, it wasn't the wine that got me drunk, but you confused." Hey, you're so good-looking, it's okay to come and seduce me, tsk, it's too much to be like this, do you know? β
"Really drunk?" Zhao Zhu patted her head, her cold eyes moved slightly, her Adam's apple rolled, and her voice was so low that it was almost hoarse. For a while, Xia Chuqi couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and it felt really ...... It seems to be drunk.
"Not too drunk, hey, why don't we do something more poetic?"
"Poetic?" Zhao Zhu was obviously puzzled.
"Look at it......"
Xia Chuqi raised his head, looked at the hairy moon in the sky, and thought stupidly.
"The bright moonlight on the head, a pair of people on the stone, look up the hair of the moon, look down and ......"
At this point, she grabbed his arm and suddenly tightened, laughed and followed with a drunken sentence, "Bow your head and take a bath", and then pushed him under the stone. Zhao Zhu followed her topic at this time, and didn't expect her to make some moves at all, and with a loud "bang" sound, he and the wine vat in his hand fell into the river under the big boulder.
"Didn't you let me, girl, wait for you to bathe? Now that you're bathing, the silver is clear. β
The water of the Qingling River is quite deep, and Xia Chuqi originally wanted to play tricks on him, casually showing the malice that has been squeezed by him these days. Who would know that he choked on two mouthfuls of water, his body fluttered a few times, and his head sank down, and it never came out again.
"Isn't it? Don't you know how to water? β
The last time the Maojiangyan flooded, he floated with her for so long......
No, there was still that coffin board at that time. Moreover, he had been drinking too much at this time.
Thinking of this, Xia Chuqi was frightened.
"Zhao Bottle, Zhao Nineteen-Hey, don't scare me."
No one in the water answered him, and Zhao Zhu didn't even have a shadow of a person. After such a long time, she was so scared that she couldn't do it, the wine was sober up for a few minutes, and she tasted the taste of soaking in the water, so she didn't care about it anymore, took off the fox fur on her body, and jumped down with a "flutter", and went to the place where he fell into the water before, and sank into the water to grope around.
The night was dark, and the water was even darker. Nothing can be seen.
After fumbling for a while without finding anyone, she popped up again.
Zhao Bottle...... Zhao ...... Where are you? β
Still no one answered her.
My heart sank, could it be that I was really drowned?
I groped in the water for a while, but I didn't find anyone for a long time, and Xia Chuqi's heart was so nervous that it was about to burst out of my throat.
"Zhao Zhuβ"
She was full of ****, she didn't know at all, the voice she shouted was deformed, but just when this sound just fell, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder, and as soon as her waist tightened, she was hugged fiercely and pressed into the water. At the beginning of the summer, Qi choked on several mouthfuls of water before jumping out of the water, and when he turned around, he saw a pair of eyes as bright and deep as stars under the long-haired moonlight.
Through a circle of water waves, Xia Chuqi seemed to see the rarely seen "wilting" in the cargo eye wave, and almost subconsciously, she understood that she was tricked by him again.
"You're going to die, you bastard......"
She screamed and struck him.
"Don't make a fuss, it's cold in the water......"
At this time, the water of Layue, even in the south, was so cold that it pierced into the muscles and bones.
She pounded him vigorously and scolded, "Nervous, you can't afford to joke or what?" I just pushed it like that, it was you who saw the beautiful woman by yourself, and you didn't sit down before rolling down, you scared me so much that I fished out your body in vain under the water until I was about to freeze to death before I came out, and you wanted to press me into the water. You say you're a person, why are you so vindictive......"
Crackling, she scolded like a bamboo tube, but he seemed to be tired of listening, and hugged her tightly as soon as he stretched out his arms, in the cold river, Xia Chuqi's body was agitated, and he felt that he had fallen into a hot chest......
------Off topic------
The monthly ticket was burst, and the 13,600 words begged the girls to throw the tickets - Mo Da.
Don't look at me to be so diligent and ignore me, no motivation, my hands will be crippled......
In addition, my friend Liunian's "The Legend of the Ruffian" entered V today, asking for the first order, the girls all took a look, a special personality of an ancient romance novel, into the heart, you will find that the author's talent is unparalleled...... Ahem, the most important thing is, last night, no, it should be said that it was early this morning, under the urging of my horsewhip, she wrote with me until half past four in the morning, quite hard and serious, roaring.