- Today, the people who set up sheds to sell food and drink by the sea are all merchants from the inner city who have traveled nearly twenty miles to come here, and all the fresh water and food are transported from the inner city, which takes a lot of manpower to turnover, and when it comes to sale, the price will naturally be slightly higher.

The busy guys in the shop couldn't help but feel distressed when they saw the guests sitting around the table washing their hands with such expensive tea.

But seeing that the young man with three children was cheerful and generous, the guy sighed secretly, and only said in his heart: No one else is distressed, what kind of leisure do I have to do and join in the fun.

The guy at the temporary tea shop didn't know that this kind of hand-washing behavior was a rule of the sect where these four people belonged. Walking outside, in order to prevent being poisoned, they specially practiced a method, the act of washing hands with tea, in fact, not washing hands with water, but 'washing' tea with hands.

Before they poured the tea, they had quietly put some powder on their hands, and the medium or above poison could not escape the test of this powder.

Originally, on this seaside, not far away was the patrol soldiers, slowly walking back and forth, even if the shops in this environment were temporary, there should not be such a sinister thing as poisoning, but as a person in their faction, they have been deeply involved in consciously abiding by certain regulations, and they will not change the articles of association without authorization because the environment seems to be safe.

This kind of strange behavior is actually related to their professional characteristics of not doing ordinary things.

After trying the tea is non-toxic, the four of them took a sip shallowly, and this behavior was almost carried out according to a neat and consistent rhythm.

They are accustomed to lowering the bowl slightly, not because they are gentle-hearted, but because their profession requires them to have a pair of hands that are delicate to the point where every inch of muscle is flexible. In this way, they can have more stable calculations when they pick locks, remove tiles, or untie mechanisms.

Looking at the rain from afar, they had no intention of admiring the rain, just waiting for the boat that would come to the shore to pick them up soon.

Ye Nuonuo and Mo Ye, who had only been walking for a short time, were afraid that they didn't have a chance to know another reason why the four of them stayed at the observation deck and didn't leave.

They did practice martial arts, but they were not disciples of the Kyoto Martial Arts Hall at all, and wearing a martial arts hall dress was just a disguise of identity.

But. Even if they really wear out the uniforms of their own disciples. I'm afraid no one will be able to recognize it.

……

The rain gradually fell heavily, and when it was really like a pour, the usual gusts of wind on the beach gradually disappeared and weakened.

In previous years, most of the free time after the end of the ceremony. It's the best time to do business at the temporary stalls on the coast, but it's the day of this year's festival, and most of the visitors are forced to hurry back to the city by the heavy rain not long after the festival is over.

Many shops on the beach saw this. I can only make this choice, and I will return to the city one after another. Although they are on this day of the year. I didn't make as much money as I did on the same day in previous years, but I didn't bring back any food and supplies for the first time, so I guess I made a little profit.

The owner of the tea shop wanted to hold on a little longer, because there were four customers sitting in the shop at this time. The young man who took the lead was really generous. The owner of the tea shop also counted on him to spend some more money in the shop, knowing that the shop sells more than just tea.

But the four of them sat for a long time, except for the four bowls of tea they bought at the beginning. I didn't drink much, and there was no movement after that. And that's not all. They don't even speak.

This made the tea shop owner a little puzzled and curious.

He subconsciously looked at the clothes of these four people, and at first glance, he only felt that they looked a little like martial arts hall disciples, but in his mind, he recalled in his mind that there were all kinds of guests he saw in the inner city tea shop every day, and there didn't seem to be martial arts hall disciples in this kind of attire among them.

The shopkeeper's gaze naturally shifted and he noticed the black cloth umbrellas of the four people leaning on the four legs of the small table.

In fact, he didn't deliberately observe the umbrellas, but when his eyes moved, among the four people, the young man who looked like the leader suddenly swept sideways......

When the tea shop owner's eyes met the man's straight gaze, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The coldness in the young man's eyes made the tea shop owner feel as if he had done something offensive to them, so he looked sluggish, and quickly bowed, as if apologizing, or just habitually holding an attitude of awe towards the strong.

In the face of the teahouse owner's respect, the young man did not say a word, but just withdrew his gaze indifferently, and then continued to look at the sea not far away, just like the three teenagers present.

The teahouse owner didn't look at the four people anymore, he went back to the makeshift tea table under the large canvas shed, there was no tea set that had been dirty because it had been left for a long time, but he picked up a clean tea bowl and a rag with some moldy spots, and wiped it vigorously.

The speed of wiping the tea bowl round by circle gradually became faster, just like the change in the mood of the teahouse owner at this time.

The young man's gaze reminded the teahouse owner of a type of people: they called themselves "Jianghu people".

Among such people, those with better character are called "chivalrous", and those with more violent behavior are called "heroic".

A person's ability to endure thirst is much weaker than the ability to endure hunger, no matter how profound your martial arts are, if you don't drink water for dozens of miles, your body will be consumed at an accelerated pace.

The business done in the teahouse is therefore very widespread, and the service process is relatively simple. The owner of the teahouse is also because he has been in this kind of working environment all year round, so he can practice rich experience. However, it was precisely because he saw the aura of the rivers and lakes on these four people that he couldn't help but wonder.

About thirteen years ago, when the law and order in Kyoto was at its most chaotic, a profession appeared among the people, which is called selling human heads, which is actually buying murder work.

Unlike the government that posts notices and issues a reward for the murderer, as long as the murderer can afford the price, then they hire the killer, which is equivalent to buying a tool to kill the target for them directly, but the target person may not wear some sin that can only be avenged with his life.

At the end of the previous dynasty, chaos abounded, and people like this kind of ignoring the laws of the court and buying murders gradually increased.

Vendetta in the market is the lowest grade, and a person who quietly disappears in the alley, and rarely anyone sees it. The assassination of the emperor and his relatives is of the highest grade. But that kind of assassination happened in many palaces, and the palace people on errand in the palace would consciously keep their mouths tight, and ordinary people would still not have a chance to see it.

And if the most assassination activities that occur in the market are concerned, they have to be in the middle level. For example, when a rich man or a minister kills a mandetta, ordinary people can often see a group of people walking halfway down the street, and suddenly draw their swords and dance their swords and fight. Until the head hits the ground and blood splatters on the spot.

Except for paid killers. There are also some chivalrous swordsmen who claim to be doing the right thing for heaven and killing officials and evil officials, as well as reckless and heroic people who rob the rich and help the poor. However, in the turbulent times, the words and paths are out of balance. The righteous deeds of chivalrous people will also be killed by mistake, and it is unknown whether the heroic behavior and robbing the rich have really helped the poor.

At that time. Anyone who is an official in Kyoto must have a close military guard at home. Wherever you go, the rich families will inevitably have groups of caretakers. Kyoto Prefecture can't control the shape created by this real situation, so it can only let it go.

And this chaos. It was not until ten years ago, after Wang Jiajun entered Beijing, that it was gradually diluted. This is mainly due to the four-way gate entry and exit checks. Under the control of the Wang family's army, it was really very strict.

When Wang Jiajun first came in. What about the outside of the city, the official can't manage it particularly comprehensively for the time being, but at least the dark miasma in the inner city must be cleared first.

All those who entered the city were not allowed to carry sharp weapons, and iron tools such as hoes and sickles for agricultural use were all certified with branding on them. In order to manage the order of the inner city, except for the addition of the patrol team, all the iron shops are also officially recorded, and it is absolutely forbidden to make weapons privately.

It's like holding the seven-inch lifeline of a poisonous snake.

Without weapons, the work of an assassin killer would be greatly affected. The so-called "selling heads" business is also rigorous and particular in the killer business, only by cutting off the head of the target person and bringing it back to the proprietor to recognize, can you get a reward, how can you do it without the assistance of sharp weapons?

Up to now, there are very few killers in the inner city, and after continuous "cleaning and construction" in the outer city in recent years, the mountain bandits who used to build the stockade under the city wall have long disappeared. Or they were surrounded and suppressed by the officers and soldiers of Kyoto Prefecture, or they were put in prison, and they were still working as coolies to return their sentences, or they had already done good.

The situation has gradually stabilized, but the current emperor still retains a system derived from the chaos of the world more than ten years ago, that is, the family residence and the private guard.

These two types of people are officially approved private arms, and under the order of restricting sharp weapons, only bureaucrats with meritorious names can wear swords with personal guards, and martial artists such as family homes can only use wooden weapons to protect themselves.

However, those who have a demand, and at the same time have a source of supply, these two types of military personnel, but gradually make another special case appear in the inner city of Kyoto: the opening of the martial arts hall.

But in order to obtain official permission, there are also many particularities to open a martial arts hall. In the martial arts hall, only wooden and bamboo weapons are used instead of weapons for practice, and of course, there are also sharp weapons made of fine iron, but these weapons rarely appear in daily practice, let alone wear them on their side.

However, just now, the teahouse owner just unconsciously glanced at the black umbrella that the four people were carrying, and then found a distant sense of familiarity in the eyes swept by the young man.

It seems that this person is like the swordsmen who were common in the streets of Kyoto's inner city more than ten years ago, and when you want to pay attention to their swords resting on the table, their eyes will flash with a sensitive and vigilant look.

If you want to look at it a little longer, it is not difficult to find the seeping feeling in the eyes of the owner of the sword.

This feeling is not something that a martial arts hall disciple would reveal.

Most of those Jianghu people have human blood on their hands, and many of them have done the work of selling human heads, in comparison, the martial arts disciples are much more pure, they practice with wood every day, and when they are most violent, they just break other people's bones.

If the bones are broken, they can still be picked up, but a living person gradually loses his breath and becomes stiff, and the person who killed him has to cut off his head and go back to receive the reward, and the cruelty of such a person seems to be as if they only need to see through one gaze to make ordinary people tremble and avoid it.

The teahouse owner, who couldn't hold back his pounding heart, quickly wiped the tea bowl, thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little scared.

Although the killer industry also has its own rules, in their mindset, labor must be paid. Therefore, there is no need to do unpaid things, and they will not commit murder against non-target people, but looking at their current expressions, it seems that they are waiting for someone! Is this the momentum to do another head business? If the slaughtered party is not a good person, then if these two groups fight, their own tea shop is afraid that it will inevitably suffer!

Although the security in the inner city is very well managed. But just this month. Aren't there just two vicious assassinations?

The people who were killed were all big officials, and one seemed to be a good official, but after killing someone. The gang even burned down people's houses! The other is the corrupt officials who are about to be sent to the execution ground to be beheaded, and they are sure to die, and those murderers will not even give others half an hour of life in the prison car, and must be before the official executioner raises his knife. Hurriedly stabbed him through the heart with a sword, it was really extremely cruel!

It seems that His Majesty the Emperor retained the privilege of officials to raise military guards. It is not without careful consideration of the cause and effect.

But the first two murderous incidents both happened in the homes of officials, and they had nothing to do with the people, even if those murderers really thought that it would not be easy to come to Beijing. If they want to grab a few windfalls along the way, they don't want to use their fists and kicks in the heavily guarded inner city of Kyoto.

Let's talk about the two murders this month. All the murderers involved were surrounded and killed by the officers and soldiers of Kyoto Prefecture and official experts, and the lives of the people were not disturbed at all.

But...... Now my own tea shop is temporarily set up outside the city!

If they wait a little longer, they will use force. Even if Kyoto Prefecture wants to send people, I'm afraid that the far water will not be able to save the near fire, and the temporary patrol team set up by the sea can manage it?

The direction of the teahouse owner's thinking gradually fell into a quagmire full of horrors, he only felt that his hand holding the rag and constantly wiping the tea bowl gradually became a little numb, and his back obviously felt cold, but his palms were wet with sweat.

Until...... The young man ordered a plate of fried broad beans and a plate of pumpkin pie at the tea shop, and the teahouse owner's mind suddenly calmed down a little.

Although the young man was still sitting quietly and two tea-accompanied snacks were served, only to see the three teenagers eating, the teahouse owner watched this scene and suddenly thought of a question that he had ignored because he was too nervous.

After all, three of these four people are only half-grown children, could it be that they are too worried?

And except that the young man is not kind to his eyes, maybe he has such a personality, right? The other three teenagers were all born with good faces. They seemed to be a little afraid of the young man's face, but at other times, they were no different from ordinary children.

Maybe these people are just disciples in some martial arts hall.

Kyoto's inner city tripled in size a decade ago, and as it continues to build in recent years, the inner city is now more populated by people and merchants than ever before, with new shops being added every day. Although the martial arts hall is a special case, it is also an officially recognized storage zài.

Maybe the martial arts hall where these people are located has just been listed to accept disciples, and they haven't integrated much into the environment of the imperial capital, so it's normal that I haven't seen them in my own teahouse, right?

Unconsciously associated them with those fierce outlaws, I'm really sorry for people, but it's good that I didn't show this meaning just now. Thinking of this, the owner of the tea shop secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the action of wiping the bowl on his hand eased down a little.

The owner of the tea shop didn't know that most of the deliberate thinking from suspicion to nervousness that he had just started in his heart was actually correct, but he just missed the key point -- these four people went out today and did not take on the task of killing people.

Otherwise, the idea of killing and smashing the shop that the owner of the tea shop was still vacillating in his heart just now is likely to be fully realized. And this place is not in the inner city of Kyoto, relatively speaking, the control order of iron tools, there is no way to comply with it so standardly, when the time comes, swords, swords, shadows, hidden weapons flying, then for the tea shop, the price to pay, may not be as simple as destroying a shed.

And the tea shop owner's action of wiping the tea bowl actually did not escape the attention of the young man, that is, the elder of the three young killer factions, Uncle Fu Jian.

If it weren't for the feeling that the owner of the tea shop would not have the slightest effort, although the bowl was spinning extremely fast in his hand, his hand holding the rag was actually trembling a little unsteadily, and Uncle Fu Jian might really make an exception today to take his life - if the owner of the tea shop was a hidden hero, saw their identity, and tried to send someone to report to the official.

Uncle Fu Jian has killed someone, although there is no one to testify, but if he is taken to the government. After checking the details, it is not difficult to deduce, because his background is all in a swamp, and it is too easy to be suspicious. And the three teenagers he brought with him today are a new generation of killers cultivated in the faction, and if the four of them are targeted by the government, it will be for them. It's really troublesome.

Fortunately, the owner of the tea shop did not continue to secretly watch them. Thinking about it carefully, Uncle Fu Jian also collected his thoughts, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain. I thought of the moldy rag in the other person's hand to wipe the dishes. He didn't want to touch the food in the porcelain bowls in front of him in the slightest.

Sitting quietly in the rain and waiting for the boat, the four of them were speechless at the table, and it was their special identity that created their state at this time.

What kind of ship is waiting for, naturally it is impossible to say more. Otherwise, they just have to open their mouths. It must be easy to mention things in the industry, so let's skip it! After ordering tea, he ordered two more foods, which was already the most abnormal thing that Uncle Fu Jian could do because he imitated ordinary people.

The other shops around the tea shop were just starting to rain at the beginning of the day. Just as the stalls were closing and leaving, the two plates of tea snacks on the table were gradually only half left, and the remaining tea soup in the bowl was no longer hot. The surrounding area is also gradually becoming more empty than when I came here in the morning. It looks much more desolate.

The owner of the tea shop was a little anxious, and it would be a little strange if he was the only one left on the large coastal silver beach. The most important thing is that there are no tourists on the beach anymore, and there is no business to do, so it is better to go back quickly and greet the business in the inner city store.

But he didn't know how to open his mouth to the four tea customers in the shop, to send them away tactfully? But there is always a little strangeness in them, and this is a suburb, and when they meet such customers in such an environment, the tea shop owner has always been wary of it.

Maybe they'll be gone on their own soon, too?

……

When heavy rain poured down on the beach in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto, a light rain began to fall in the town of Toto, which is nearly 300 miles away from Kyoto.

www.biquge.info And in this very strange geographical appearance of this small town as a biquenchy, about a hundred miles to the north, above the flat sandy land without mountains and few trees, although the clouds were thick, the rain seemed to be suffocated, and it did not fall for a while, but it potentially brought some pressure to the cavalry rushing under this dark cloud.

As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil." ”

But that's a general reference, there are also heavy rains in spring, but the frequency is less, and it is more precious. And the experienced veterans stationed in the border can understand that in the land of Nanzhao, the closer to the northern Xinjiang, the climate will become strange, especially the law of weather changes, which is very difficult to understand.

In the south, most of the time, the wind rises, the clouds gather, the rain falls, these three steps, it generally takes one or two hours to be complete, the weather in the south is somewhat like the mountains and rivers in the south, it is probably relatively mild, there are also storms, but there is no extreme north to reflect so fast, fast and difficult to guard.

However, the reason why the cavalry team felt the pressure was also related to a distinguished guest in the team at this time.

The rain-proof tarpaulin was ready, and as soon as the rain began to fall, the tarpaulin cover would be lifted and onto the eight-person carriage in which the distinguished guest was riding. But the soldiers were not sure of the weather, and they might not be able to cover the frame of the distinguished passenger too tightly when the wind suddenly rose and tore through the clouds, and the blazing sun shone down.

The reason why all the team members feel worried is because the people in the car are too important to them. This is important, not only because of his identity, but also because of a friendship that lived and died together more than ten years ago. This affection, which has become thick because of the precipitation of time, makes all the team members worried, and they dare not joke about his weak body after being seriously injured and the weather that will change his face at any time.

The Yan family's caravan has been transformed by their own craftsmen, although it is already considered a fine horse-drawn carriage, but on the road, the wheels are still on the ground, and there are still slight bumps.

When the wheels of the carriage were removed and carried by eight strong men selected from the cavalry of the border army and carried it on their shoulders, this sedan chair, which had a very strange appearance and function, was almost as if it had broken its connection with the surface, as if it was floating in mid-air, and it was much more stable than when it was on the road before.

It had been bumpy for two days and one night before, and at this time, the "flying" car gently undulated, which calmed the minds of the three people in the car a lot, and they soon fell asleep.

However, the three of them only rested for less than two hours before they all woke up again.

To be precise, it was Lin Shan, who was seriously injured, who suddenly woke up in a coma or light sleep, and then shocked Jiuniang, who was closest to him. Then the royal doctor, who was leaning on the corner of the car and napping, shook his shoulders as well. When he woke up, it could be seen that he had been holding his heart to the ground and did not dare to fall asleep.

Looking at Lin Shan, whose forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, the hand that grabbed the collar on her chest finally slowly let go, although Jiu Niang's body and skin were intact, she was already distressed at this time, and her eyes were swirling with wetness, but she endured it tenaciously. Don't let it out. But I couldn't stop it from filling my eyes and blurring my vision.

Jiu Niang turned her face away and raised her hand to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from her eyes. Then with the momentum of raising his hand, he went around to Lin Shan's chest, gently rubbed it for him, and said softly: "Does it still hurt?" ”

She didn't want him to see a woman's tears again.

along the way. He's seen a lot, every time he does. would speak out to comfort her, though she found it useful......

Kyoto is hundreds of miles away from the county seat of Nasakichi, and she has been waiting for him for ten years. In the past ten years, these hundreds of miles have been stretched into tens of millions of miles. She originally thought that she was with him. is already shallow because of the thin fate, but she didn't understand her own mind. Goodbye ten years later, his wisps of him still make her worry about her.

On the night she learned of his death, her heart fell out of her cavity and she almost went with him, but fortunately because of the girl in his "will" wish, she survived for a few days as if her soul was separated, and then she received the news that he was still alive.

However, although she saw him alive, she could still be so close to him at this time, as she often hoped for in the ten years she had spent alone, but in the past few days, her eyes have not stopped flowing tears.

At first, she was all worried and panicked, watching his life like a leaf hanging on a branch in autumn, not knowing when it would fall; Then, because of his only words of persuasion, she faintly had an illusion that her tears could be tied to his heart, so that he could occasionally say a word, so that she could rest assured that he was still alive.

But what the imperial doctor said to Lin Shan just now made her understand how naïve and selfish her illusion was!

In the process of traveling, the first thing is to preserve the body, but he is ...... But because he was infatuated with his gentleness, in order to reassure himself, he used this kind of woman's "weapon", and it was also a "weapon" that could touch him, to provoke him to speak.

This is undoubtedly speeding up the consumption of his body, what is the difference between this and using a slow knife to thin his life piece by piece?

Therefore, although the tears in her eyes at this time were really born of distress, she endured it stubbornly, even if she couldn't help it, she didn't let him see it.

She thought that she could hide her feelings in front of him, but she forgot for a while that she couldn't hide this kind of concealment in front of him ten years ago.

Otherwise, she had only met him a few times that year, how could she have been captured by him by chance?

Ten years ago, on the eve of his departure from Beijing, he handed over the Dongfeng Building to her to preside. This building has been managed by him before, this is not an ordinary Ni Xiang Red Fang, her shock and helplessness at that time, she still remembers it clearly, but because of his entrustment, she forced it down.

Ten years of tempering, she has practiced a set of exquisite, but tough as iron heart and spirit, but unexpectedly only overnight companionship, in the face of his fragility, her ten years of cultivation of internal tenacity and fierce spirit instantly disintegrated, only revealing a woman's most primitive state.

Perhaps, he was born to be her nemesis.

Or, it was the beloved person sent to her by providence.

"I'm fine." Lin Shan exhaled slightly, raised his hand to his chest, and covered the hand with delicate texture and long finger line, which was gently rubbing in a circular arc, but he didn't have much strength to hold it.

He woke up in a light sleep just now, not because he had any dream, but because of the sharp pain like a hammer hitting his heart, as if it was about to blast him into the bottomless abyss, he couldn't help but tighten his collar. Just used the strength of scratching the clothes, that is, it made him sweat like rain.

Feeling a little warmth on the back of her hand, Jiu Niang stopped her hand and held the big pale and bloodless hand with her palm, although she knew that he should not speak as much as possible now, but after hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but ask softly: "Just now...... Are you having nightmares? ”

"It's not." Lin Shan raised his other hand, and he rubbed his chest as if it had been hammered over, his fingers touched the placket of his clothes, and he glanced at it slightly, "Jiu'er, you ......"

His voice was low and soft. I don't know if it's because of weakness, or if there is something else in the tone.

And before he said three words, he was covered by Jiu Niang's voice: "I know, I know what you want to say, don't speak." ”

Lin Shan breathed a sigh of relief and didn't say anything more.

Jiuniang knew that although Lin Shan didn't mention it. But he must have been in a terrible pain just now. will not be able to hold back and manifest it in behavior.

She reached out and continued to gently rub Lin Shan's chest, but this time, she didn't use the hand that had wiped her tears and stained her palms with wetness. The mind is gradually settled. She immediately looked sideways at the imperial doctor sitting in the corner of the car, and asked softly, "Medical officer, what is the reason for your situation?" His wounds...... None of them are there. ”

The imperial doctor was also full of doubts at this time.

The trip along the way. With a warm and soft body that is still like a girl, Jiuniang acts as a cushion for Lin Shan. In order to alleviate his injury that he could not lie flat. After knowing each other for more than ten years, there is such intimate physical contact between the two for the second time, which should be a relationship to be cherished privately.

However, in this case, it is necessary to have a skilled physician in the car to supervise it. Just in case. However, the three people in the car will still make the middle-aged imperial doctor who can't hide and hide slightly embarrassed.

Fortunately, Lin Shan didn't say anything along the way, and most of them were in a state of sleep. It seems that he is not leaning on the soft cushion of Jiu Niang, but Jiu Niang is holding a soft pillow that cannot stand up on its own. There was not much verbal interaction between the two. In addition to checking Lin Shan's respiratory pulse from time to time, the imperial doctor generally looks down on his eyes and recuperates during other times of the ride, ignoring and ignoring others, but he can be more calm.

In addition to worrying about Lin Shan's lifeline, if no one takes the initiative to ask him, he will not take the initiative to speak.

Hearing the inquiry, the imperial doctor raised his hand and brushed a strand of beard on his chin with his thumb, and after a long time, his fingers froze, and he said softly: "The problem should not be big, but in the end, because the blood loss is too much, the blood flow is slow, and people sleep deeper, this situation will be slightly aggravated, and it will cause angina." However, Lord Lin is in the prime of life, and he can still raise it soon. ”

When Jiuniang heard this, her brows furrowed slightly, and then she felt that the hand she was holding moved, her eyes drooped slightly, and she saw Lin Shan say softly: "Jiu'er, in a few days, I want to eat the osmanthus fish you made yourself." ”

Thinking of the fact that he used to cook in person and make osmanthus fish for Lin Shan, he heard from his words at this time that he could accompany him for a long time in the future, and not like his three subordinates who were sent away, and soon it would be her turn to be sent away, Jiu Niang's heart suddenly warmed.

There was a wisp of warm joy in her heart, which was naturally expressed on her face, Jiu Niang smiled slightly, and said: "I haven't taken a spatula for several years, and now the fish that is burned out is probably like being burned directly with fire, and it can poison ......" She said this, her words froze, she glanced sideways at the imperial doctor on the side, and changed her words and said: "You like to eat, I will definitely find a good cook to make for you." ”

After being in the same car for a while, the imperial doctor saw Jiu Niang's smile for the first time, and only felt that the flowers bloomed overnight on the cold branches of the dark winter.

He was concentrating all the way, only focusing on Lin Shan's physical state, and at this moment, he couldn't help but have some other thoughts in his heart, and said secretly: This Lin Daren's vision of a woman seems to be not low, but why is it that until the beginning of his life, he is accompanied by such a considerate and bright woman, but he seems to be unmoved...... Have you never married?

I have to say that the love that has been suppressed for so long suddenly becomes cheerful, and it is still quite infectious. When the imperial doctor saw Jiu Niang's smile, he also smiled slightly, and said, "Hehe...... Fish is indeed more powerful than other meats. Moreover, the nature of fish is mild, as the first nourishment after healing, the meat of heavy oil is really not as good as fish soup, which can delicately nourish people's vitality, even if its nutritional effect will be slightly slower......"

However, the imperial doctor's words were about to fall, and he saw a wisp of sorrow on Jiu Niang's eyebrows.

Jiu Niang suddenly thought of a thoughtful and panicked question, and after hesitating for a moment, she opened her mouth to ask the imperial doctor: "Medical officer, listening to what you just said, in recent times, it seems that as long as he sleeps deeply, he is easy to be as uncomfortable as just now?" ”

"If you can lie down peacefully, you will naturally save your body more than if you sit like you are now." The imperial doctor said this, and looked at Lin Shan intently. Originally, he just wanted to observe the reflection of Lin Shan's complexion on his body's functions, but when he saw those quiet eyes that didn't know if they were contemplative, he said again: "Thinking too much hurts the body, and it is even more revealed in the sick body." The fluctuation of the mood will also consume the body. If Lord Lin has something to worry about, he needs to put it aside for the time being. ”

Hearing this, Lin Shan glanced sideways at the imperial doctor, suddenly picked the corners of his lips, and said, "Doctor Wu, I didn't expect that you not only have superb medical skills, but you can also faintly transfer to the upper department of Shendao. ”

Seeing that Lin Shan was in good spirits at this time, the imperial doctor thought about it and quipped: "Do you believe in my Shinto technique?" If it were with the power of a certain Wu, that is, to make Lord Lin, who had never believed in ghosts and gods, change his mind, I think that wherever I go in the future, I will be able to be awed by many outsiders out of thin air. ”

"If I haven't forgotten today's incident when I return to Beijing in the future, I don't hesitate to go to the palace to chat, maybe the name of the national teacher will be decided." When Lin Shan said this, it seemed that he was going to laugh twice while he was joking, but there were only a few "snorts" in his throat, which made his breathing rhythm a little faster.

Jiu Niang hurriedly stroked his chest, frowned and persuaded: "San Lang, even if you don't say it, you don't want us to notice, but I still know very well what you are worried about." But I beg you, at least for a while, to care more about your own body and stop thinking about other people. ”

After listening to the imperial doctor's explanation, Jiu Niang thought that the reason why Lin Shan's heart suddenly ached just now was that he was too concerned about the girl who stayed in Kyoto. Jiuniang knew that Lin Shan's love and protection for that child was something she couldn't change, and she wouldn't have a grudge against a child, but she was particularly concerned about Lin Shan's safety.

(To be continued)