- Ling Li left Kyoto with Mo Ye and walked to the East Gate.

The east gate is near the sea, and it is generally only fishermen by the sea who walk through this gate. In addition to the two large seas in spring and autumn every year, the city gate will be congested for a few days, and in normal times, the patrol work of the east gate city guard is the easiest among the four gates.

The east gate also seems to be the most lenient of the four city gates. There is no long eerie passage, the atmosphere of crossing the city is also very civilian, the caravan will probably not go this way, ninety percent of the people crossing the city are fishermen, carrying carts, in addition to transporting fish and seafood back and forth, but also wrapped in a fishy smell that seems to never be exhausted.

Ling Li dressed Mo Ye as an old woman, and he himself became a filial son, and he went to the city to sell fish and took his mother with him.

The seaside is humid, and many people who make a living from fishing have back and leg pain when they get older. Like the kind of old fisherman who walks into the city and can't walk when he returns, the city guards are not surprised.

Mo Ye lay in the cart covered with fish scales, and she didn't wake up until she was pushed hard to get rid of the city and reach the coast. This is still the result of pulling out the umbrella she pressed under her and poking her with the handle of the umbrella more than a dozen times.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Mo Ye's vision was still a little blurry, but the soreness all over her body, the sticky wet clothes, and the smoky fishy smell on the board car all strongly impacted her body feeling, making her quickly sober up.

The first thing that caught my eye was blue, and then I saw a fisherman with cold eyes, poking his lap with an umbrella.

"Have you poked enough?" Mo Ye spoke angrily, his voice a little hoarse, "Don't you just want me to wake up?" I'm awake now! ”

Ling Li, who was still wearing the costume of an ordinary fisherman, really stopped, and then he stood in place with the umbrella in his hand, as if waiting for something.

Mo Ye remembered that before she fell unconscious, she received a blunt blow to the back, but at this time, she just moved her neck, and the dull pain in her back immediately became clear. always reminded her that she was knocked unconscious, and the other party was quite heavy.

There is no doubt that it was the person in front of you who did it.

Immediately afterwards, with the pain behind him, the scenes in Song's house last night also reappeared in front of his mind. Although Mo Ye was unwell. The temper is also bad, but at the same time, she understands very rationally that the other party is a killer, and she is the target of his mission, how gentle can she expect him to be to herself?

And to say that his act of poking her up just now is already a very Sven approach, because he can give himself a few more kicks or slaps in order to save trouble.

However, of course, Mo Ye would not show mercy to her because of this person. I have a good impression of him.

He's a killer, and if he doesn't get out of his control, he'll have to die sooner or later.

What's bigger than life and death? After Mo Ye regained his senses, his mind was full of thoughts that quickly piled up, that is, to wait for an opportunity to escape.

Mo Ye stopped the killer poking her with an umbrella. The second action is trying to jump out of the car, which is human instinct. Mo Ye could predict that this killer would definitely not let her lie on the board car so easily, and there must be some other trick to prevent her from escaping, but if there was a slight possibility, she really didn't want to lie down for a while on the fishy wet board truck that had been loaded with fresh fish.

However, her wish turned out to be a fantasy.

All she had left was to shake off the tattered felt cloth that covered her. Because her hands and feet were tied with ropes, even with all her might, she twisted two more times on the cart like a worm, sticking more wet scales to her body.

However, Mo Ye is not an ordinary person, nor is she a boudoir woman who does not leave the door. During her practice of the "Qianzhao Sutra", although she has not been able to find matching external skills to practice, she can still learn several basic movements commonly used in martial arts.

She lay down on the cart and rested for a while, mobilizing the little inner strength left in the meridians of her body. Condensed on his waist, then twisted his body violently and rolled diagonally off the cart.

The fish towing cart used by Xiao Jiaxiao is not big, and she is so shocked that she rolls to the side with all her strength, and it is easy to bring the cart to turn over.

This kind of car is easier to turn in crowded places, and with only one wheel, the cost of making zuò will be much lower, and fishermen at the seaside generally have one at home. But Mo Ye had never used this kind of car, and she didn't know, or even hadn't thought about it, how easy it was to be pushed down by people in this kind of cart, which mainly relied on the two horns under the handrails to keep it steady.

The moment she rolled off the cart, Mo Ye had a feeling that she only had when she was a child swinging, and the world was spinning...... Didn't she just need to flip it down? Why did the board under him also turn over? She was slightly frightened, but fortunately, her body finally fell to the ground, and when she looked sideways, the killer who was still standing aside just now raised the umbrella in his hand and pestle on the cart.

He glanced in this direction, as if impatient, and then with a shake of his hand holding the umbrella, the cart reversed course and fell on the other side.

"Don't get in trouble." He spoke lightly, his tone was not harsh, there was no threat or intimidation, but there was a unique sense of indifference in the face of dead things.

Of course, Mo Ye knew why he would speak in such a tone.

He's a murderer, and he has a good reputation for the mission target. It's just that she was a little puzzled at the same time, why hasn't he done it yet? It's not that she wants to die quickly, it's that the situation in front of her is too weird for her not to think about it.

She saw his real face, and said that he was going to die, but he didn't do it for a long time, but there were a few fierce glances in his eyes, as if he was about to do it, and he couldn't do it.

He could have watched her being killed in the Song Mansion, reaped the benefits of the fisherman, and went back to the errand with his head. However, it turned out that he narrowly escaped and took her out of the Song Mansion and came to this beach at the risk of injury—it couldn't be as simple as throwing her into the sea to feed the fish, right?

Is there another possibility...... Is the buyer ready to sacrifice her alive? Do you want this killer to leave the living?

Mo Ye's thoughts were like a mess, gradually twisted together, and as her gaze unconsciously moved to the killer's feet, the chaos in her mind seemed to be suddenly cleared by brute force, which made her brain a little numb.

The umbrella held by the killer had the tip of the umbrella in the middle of a circle drawn on the beach, and although he had only drawn a moment, Mo Ye could easily identify that hour.

When she was still very young, Master taught her something like this kind of learning about the time by light.

Kyoto today is another sunny day with thin clouds and sunshine, but this is a bright sunshine. But it seemed to be counting down the time limit for her death.

Looking at the shadow of the standing umbrella cast on the sand ring getting closer and closer to the only moment that was drawn out somehow there was not much sadness and fear in mo ye in his heart maybe it was because. During her three years in Kyoto, she never had a good life. At the moment, she was just a little frustrated, and she had tried many methods, but she couldn't escape this fate.

She looked sideways at the horizon, wanting to see the blue, not wanting to be because she was rolling off the cart at this moment, lying on the ground and occupying too low a position, and in the parallel vision she could only see the fireball that was gradually burning in midair.

After coming to Kyoto for three years, looking back at the moment, she has never been to the beach much. Count this one. I saw the sea three times, and I saw the morning sun three times, but the feelings were different three times.

When she first came, there was a haze in her heart, and the morning sun shone gently on her. But it didn't dispel much, and then the haze settled. The second time was when Ye Nuonuo took her to see the sea, seriously, she got half a day's joy that day, it was a kind of hesitation that could be expressed in every corner of her heart, but then Ye Zhai had an accident. So in the second year of shipping, Ye Nuonuo did not mention the meaning of having fun at all. Because the days of shipping have also become nightmares for her.

This time, it's even more bizarre than the previous two. In the words of Jianghu Wei, this should be the last time she will see the sun.

But Mo Ye suddenly had an impulse at this time, she didn't want to see the sun hanging overhead that day, she wanted to look at the sea again. She was suffocated. I want to spit out at the vast and boundless sea.

However, last night, after a sword fight, she was cut in many places, although she did not die, but her qi and blood were greatly consumed, so although she woke up at this time. But there was no strength at all. With her hands and feet tied, she tried a few times, and as a result, a few carp made a straight movement, and the table was like a caterpillar writhing on the ground on her.

When she saw the killer, she looked sideways at her as if she had heard the movement, and somehow she suddenly plucked up her courage and cried out, "I'm going to stand up, and you pull me."

This tone is a bit arrogant.

She only thought that she was dying, and what kind of salute she would tell others, not to mention that the person in front of her might become an executioner and knife herself.

However, this fellow was at least safe at this time, because after her strong tone and almost commanding words, he was not very angry, or his temperament was so indifferent that he was neither happy nor angry. And soon, he was quite submissive, and with a long hand he grabbed her by the shoulder, and lifted her up from the ground.

Mo Yeben didn't expect him to be gentle, rationally speaking, he was willing to pull her up from the ground, which was already a great leniency.

Mo Ye straightened up and jumped in place a few times like a stake, shaking off some of the fish scales stuck to his clothes. Only these two times, the little strength she saved was exhausted again, and it involved several flesh wounds on her body, although it did not hurt Cheng Dù who was unbearable, but her strength was declining at this time, and her body was in a time of blood deficiency, and the pain of the trauma soon aroused a layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

As soon as the sea breeze blew, she couldn't help but feel excited.

Mo Ye had been protected from the wind and cold for several years, so she was not too worried about herself when she was standing in the sea breeze in her wet clothes. Besides, the time of death is approaching, and I still have to worry about what is wrong and what is delicate.

Finally seeing the vast azure again, Mo Ye took a deep breath, slowly exhaled it, and then said in a Xing dialect: "The sea is really big, and the sky on the sea seems to be much higher than the sky on land." It is often said that people's minds are compared to the sea, and it seems that there are many crazy people in the world. ”

Of course, no one will pay attention to her.

She didn't expect the killer next to her to pay attention to her, and the moment she spoke, she was ready to talk to herself.

After a pause, she continued, "Now I really regret that I didn't come to this beach often. Looking at the vast sea, I would have gotten tired of the shackles of Kyoto and left this place sooner. ”

Three steps away from her, Ling Li, who was about shoulder to shoulder with her, glanced sideways at her, and his eyes seemed to be silently saying: I didn't expect you to be able to talk so nonsense before you died.

Of course, this is how Mo Ye interpreted him.

In fact, he was in a rather complicated mood at this time, not only worried about whether something had happened to the sect, but also a little jealous, and there were a lot of changes that happened to him in the past few days, and he didn't know if the people who would come to pick him up later would also make a temporary mistake. In addition to this, he was in a very short period of time. For the goal of his mission this time, there is a trace of pity.

Maybe it's because the goal this time is too different from the people and goods he has handled in the past. From the beginning to the end, she didn't give up struggling without resigning her fate, and at this time. She seemed to resign herself to her fate at great speed, as if the monk who had seen through something did not show a fierce look and all kinds of curses to him, the man who was going to kill her.

If she shows an ordinary person's attitude towards death, he can ignore her feelings more thoroughly.

However, she surprised him again and again, and unknowingly left a little dust in his heart.

This woman seems to have died a pity.

The value of her life should be many times greater than the value of her death, and it will inevitably cause great harm and loss to someone.

But he was not on the same side as her, so his pity would not last long. Or rather, it was as ephemeral as a meteor.

This kind of strange feeling for the mission goal is also a very dangerous thing for a professional killer like him. Even if he didn't think about the position, he was stunned. It will also be restrained and cut at a very fast pace.

What's more, isn't the negative effect of her death exactly what the person who bought her life wants to get? Any business is an exchange of interests, and the same is true for capitation trading.

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After recuperating in the Ye Mansion for almost half a month, when all the burns on his hands formed hard scabs, Ruan Luo returned to the Song Mansion. There are many Ruan Luo's books in the Song Mansion. In the past few days, he has used the study room temporarily changed in the living room of Ye Mansion to sort out the accounts, and he is not used to it without the assistance of those books.

Ruan Luo left, Shi Yi, as his deputy, also moved the place together, and Mo Ye naturally did not stay. People are gone. The two tables that were put together were moved by the family and put back in the storage room, and the living room of the Ye Mansion was much empty, as if there was an illusion that the hall had become larger.

Yeno sat at the table, elbows of his arms resting on the table. The palms of the hands are upwards in the shape of a moon, supporting the slightly round cheeks on both sides, and the eyes are a little lonely.

When Ruan Luo and his party said goodbye in the morning, she still had a sense of relaxation that "she could rest". But when the room really quieted down, she felt another kind of affection more deeply, she was a person who liked to join in the fun.

Ruan Luo was halfway back to the Song Mansion from Yefu, and he had to go to his dozen shops in turn. This trip is a bit far, but he must go, this recent incident, stumbling him for too long, as a big boss, even if he just goes to the formalities, he can make his subordinate workers feel a lot more at ease.

Taking care of people is a very exhausting thing, Ruan Luo has been in Ye Mansion for half a month, he just left, Ye Nuonuo's heart was light, and he suddenly felt a lot more tired in his mind, and he actually needed to be sleepy in the daytime. So after knowing that Ruan Luo still had to go through so many scenes, Ye Nuonuo gave up the idea of going with the past.

It's just that Ye Nuonuo sat at the table holding his face in a daze, and just took a nap, he was awakened by the singing and cheering outside the door.

"The Divine Decree has arrived!"

Ye Nuonuo stood up and ran out, while secretly saying that he was confused. But before the arrival of the official Huang Chou Seal Saint Purpose, there was a noisy gong and drum honor guard to lead the way, but why didn't he hear any movement just now?

Everyone in the Ye Mansion had already knelt down in the vestibule, and Ye Nuonuo ran to her father and knelt down, and at this moment the thoughts in her heart turned slightly: How long has it been since Ye Zhai received an official order from the palace? In the past, when my father wanted to go to the palace for business, most of them were a sedan chair coming and going, how could he be as busy as today?

When the eunuch finished reading the emperor's will, Ye Zhengming announced that he would accept the decree, and was helped up by the extremely respectful hands of the eunuch, Ye Nuonuo was even more surprised. It's not that she was surprised by the eunuch's respectful attitude towards her father - in fact, there was no one in the palace who was not respectful to Ye Zhengming, this was the supreme honor that the emperor bestowed on Ye Zhengming, even if he was now cut from his post and semi-confined to Kyoto - Ye Nuonuo was surprised by the content of the holy decree, probably to take the Ye family's father and daughter into the palace to live?

Ye Nuonuo glanced at the smiling eunuch, and couldn't see a mystery, so he opened his eyes again, and soon found the carriage parked outside the door. The carriage was obviously here to transport her and her father into the palace, but the carriage was too "expensive", with four wheels three feet high, five feet high, with double saddles, six copper bells and jade rings hanging beads, indigo tassels, embroidered blue cloud car curtains...... This is the lowest estimate, and it has to be a standard car to pick up and drop off the three products!

Ye Nono withdrew his gaze and glanced at his father's side face again. There was confusion in his eyes.

For no reason, she didn't get carried away so quickly.

But if the royal family is ready to salute first and then soldier, this makes even more sense. Recently, their Ye family didn't mess with the royal family, right? And a few days ago, everyone played cards together, wasn't it quite fun? At that time, the second prince also came. There is nothing wrong with this, what kind of wind is blowing from this sudden holy decree from the palace?

Since Ye Zhengming retired three years ago, Fu Xian opened a small clinic at home, three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, Ye Nuonuo also received some playfulness and began to grow his mind. This is not only because Ye Zhengming has more time to stay at home after he resigns, and he has taught Ye Nuonuo a lot more personally, but also because Ye Nuonuo is now starting to grow into a big girl, and his attitude towards things will naturally change somewhat.

Ye Nono tilted his face slightly. Glancing at his father's side face, he saw that he accepted the decree as usual, so he invited the eunuch to the living room, ordered the servant to serve him with tea and snacks, and came out of it with a reason to pack up.

Ye Nuonuo followed behind Ye Zhengming like a little tail. When he arrived at the small iridium in Ye's mansion and watched him slowly pack up the medicine box, Ye Nuonuo opened his mouth and whispered: "Dad, the emperor didn't say that you went to the palace to treat you, right?"

Ye Zhengming said casually: "I am a professional physician now, and it is natural to carry a medicine box with me."

Ye Nuonuo bit his lip and thought for a moment before he said, "Dad, you have no official body now." Isn't it time to be careful?"

Ye Zhengming's hand was cleaning up the medicine box, and he turned his head to look at his daughter who was standing at the table, who had only grown to his elbow, and a trace of surprise slipped in his eyes. But he didn't immediately reveal the surprise in his heart, but soon his eyes calmed down again, and he said lightly: "Watch out for what?"

"I'm afraid of being taken into!" Ye Nuonuo paused slightly. After sorting out his thoughts for a while, he continued slowly: "Even if you don't talk about the royal family, let's take an ordinary family as an example, if no one in someone else's family is sick, please come over." But you went with a medicine box on your back, and you were not exempt from suspicion. That's it, if after you go, someone from another good family suddenly gets sick, it will more or less put some of the responsibility on your head, but it's just the difference between light and heavy, and what you say and don't say. ”

Ye Zhengming touched his beard and said thoughtfully: "Nuo'er is thinking very closely."

After saying this, he continued to sort out the medicine box in his hand.

Ye Nuonuo looked at this scene with puzzlement, her father responded to her words just now, and it seemed that he had accepted her advice, why was he indifferent now?

After a moment's hesitation, she spoke: "Daddy......"

Before she could say one word, she was intercepted by Ye Zhengming: "You have to think about it, but I have a bigger reason to enter the palace with the medicine box." This is not only because I am a doctor, but also because of the word 'handle' that you were worried about. ”

Ye Nuonuo had a puzzled look on his face, and after thinking silently for a moment to no avail, he asked bluntly: "What is the 'handle' that my father is worried about?"

"Who do you say is the doctor in the palace who can worry the doctor?" Ye Zhengming asked rhetorically, and there was a bit of self-questioning in his tone. Then, without waiting for Ye Nuonuo to think about it, he quickly began to explain: "As you have worried, if the second prince was originally fine, and when we go, he suddenly becomes bad again, this kind of change is indeed easy to make some people fall into our plague myths. But if this is inevitable, and we are helpless when we go, it will also give people the handle of watching the fire from the other side. ”

As soon as Ye Zhengming's words came out, Ye Nuonuo's doubts disappeared in her heart, and at the same time, she suddenly felt a chill rising in her back.

"No'er, in the past three years since my father withdrew from the Taiyi Bureau, your mind has grown a lot, and I am very pleased." Ye Zhengming reached out and touched the satin-like silky hair on the back of his daughter's head, his eyes were full of love, and he said slowly: "But sometimes we think about problems from multiple angles, so that our thoughts will not be blocked." If we are thinking about the results of being at a disadvantage, we can only choose the path with less loss. ”

Withdrawing his hand, his gaze drooped slightly, his gaze fell on the half-packed medicine box on the table, and he continued in a tone that gradually became indifferent: "Being thrown by someone to the handle of the plague god is at most a loss of reputation. But if we don't prepare anything and just go, maybe someone will be left behind, that's really fatal, and even if I still have my previous official status, it won't help. ”

Ye Nuonuo was surprised and said, "It's not so strict, right?"

"Recently, the palace has not been peaceful, how the second prince's hand was injured, and why the emperor was assassinated outside, although we only vaguely know about this. However, the palace was unable to completely block this news, which shows the severity of the situation. Ye Zhengming picked up a bottle of medicine, looked at the formula of the bottle on the bottle, and said after a while: "There is no regret medicine in the world." Regret is sometimes a kind of immortal disease. ”

"The palace doesn't seem to be as fun as it used to be." Ye Nuonuo pursed his lips, "Entering the palace is like preparing for war, if it weren't for the holy decree, I really wanted to make an excuse not to go." ”

"The emperor is a move faster than all of us." Ye Zhengming suddenly smiled, stretched out his finger and flicked the tip of Ye Nuonuo's little nose, "Good daughter, I am very relieved to have a father's temper." It's just that this time you can't let your temper come, you have to go. ”

Ye Nono squinted his eyes and touched the tip of his nose, which was a little itchy by his father's finger. After thinking about it, he said, "Then what should I bring?"

Ye Zhengming groaned: "There is nothing lacking in the palace, it is enough to bring you with you."

Ye Nuonuo's eyes became puzzled again, and he muttered: "I am me, are there still two that I can't do?"

Ye Zhengming said indifferently: "At your age." Growing up, it's quite a big change. Of course, Father is happy to see this, but maybe not everyone can accept your growth, just like many people don't really like my temper. ”

Ye Nuonuo let out a low "oh", probably understanding the meaning of his father's words.

After being silent for a moment, Ye Zhengming said again: "Noor, the palace only needs the happiness you bring." No need for your thoughts. In the palace, only the emperor is a wise man. ”

"Got it, Dad." Ye Nono nodded earnestly.

After cleaning up the medicine box, Ye Zhengming instructed the servants to boil two large buckets of hot water, and the father and daughter took care of themselves separately, and then walked hand in hand. Climbed aboard the carriage parked outside the house. Seeing that the Ye father and daughter got into the car, the eunuch who sent the decree also quickly stepped on the back of the horse and led the way in front of the car. He was originally here to pick up people, so he wouldn't stay in Ye Mansion for long, and he would take people into the palace early and make a business early.

Ride in such a high-class car. Ye Zhengming looked at the slowly regressing scenery along the way, and suddenly whispered to his daughter beside him: "Nuo'er, when we come back, it's time to increase the value of 'Yiye Ju'." When you enter the palace, you have to receive some benefits, even if it is indirect. ”

Ye Nuonuo was drowsy in the car with a slight chair, and suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Dad, the medical resources of 'Yiyeju' are already very high, you will raise the price again, don't you worry about the gossip of your peers?"

"You see, when I heard that I was going to raise the price, the first thing you considered was the idea of your peers, not the idea of cloth, which shows that the father's plan is feasible." Ye Zhengming touched his beard and smiled, "Let's parade the streets like this, you wait and see, when the time comes, those big families who come to 'Yiye Ju' will never say anything gossip." On the contrary, if we don't raise the price, the small hospital will really be demolished. ”

Ye Nuonuo nodded thoughtfully, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "Speaking of cloth, if the price of 'Yiyeju' rises again, I am afraid that patients from poor families will not be able to afford it."

"Protect the medical hall first." Ye Zhengming pondered for a while, and then said: "If the medical hall is overcrowded, then no matter which angle we think about, we are completely passive."

"Oh." Ye Nono nodded half-knowingly.

"Taking care of the Ruan family these days, you are really tired, take a nap, and your father will call you when you get to the place." Ye Zhengming said, stretched out his hand and put his hand on the back of his daughter's neck. Ye Nuonuo did not hesitate, and leaned closer to his father's knee and closed his eyes.

Although I don't know if I will face the saint immediately when I enter the palace, as a commoner, I can be so casual in dealing with the matter of entering the palace, and the whole of Kyoto is afraid that this father and daughter can do so much.

However, although the eunuch who was riding a horse and slowly leading the way in front of the car turned around and saw this scene, his heart was extremely calm, because this was Ye Zhengming's temper, and he was so presumptuous more than once. And after years of observation by this eunuch, it was found that perhaps there was some past relationship between Ye Zhengming and the emperor, so that the emperor was strict with everyone, but he only opened a small door in front of Ye Zhengming.

There is a ban on the streets of Kyoto, and all commercial carriages that need to enter and leave Kyoto frequently take the special roads around the city, but this ban has slightly relaxed the official body of a certain level, but this kind of relaxation is generally out of the need to facilitate official business.

It is really rare to have such a privilege as Ye Zhengming today. Considering that it should not be too ostentatious, this line of chariot and driver honor guard did not go through the bustling city, but chose a more secluded and less crowded road, which seems to have been arranged by someone before the will left the palace.

However, their ability to avoid it still attracted the attention of two well-intentioned people.

And these two people. Originally, it was also to find a secluded place so that it was convenient to chat some private words, but unexpectedly, they took this opportunity to see the honor guard passing down the teahouse. The two people sitting opposite each other were stunned at first, and then glanced at each other. found that there was a look of surprise in each other's eyes.

The young man in Tsing Yi on the right side of the window table was the first to speak, and said slowly: "This ...... It's about the car of the third grade, right?"

The middle-aged man in Xuanyi, who was sitting opposite him, raised his glass slightly, and did not answer the young man's question directly, but said slowly after thinking: "I think of a person."

The young man's eyes lit up: "You said the Ye family?"

"Yes, this honor is not easy to come by." The middle-aged man nodded.

The young man said calmly: "According to your algorithm, the specifications of the three-product reception have wronged him."

"Not only is it a third grade, even if he rises to the rank of marquis, it is not enough to receive him." The middle-aged man took a sip of tea. After putting down the teacup, he leaned towards the table, lowered his voice and said, "The Ye family's leisure in the north back then was not comparable to the royal life. The old man of the Ye family is a person who can enjoy it very much, and he grew up in such a family environment. The life that Ye Zhengming wants, I'm afraid it can't be given by the royal family. ”

The young man also lowered his voice, took over the topic and said, "After you said this, I am even more puzzled by what I saw just now. It seems that the emperor just gave Ye Zhengming a little vanity, as for the official body and the old case of the Ye family, these two practical things have not been settled. The emperor's attitude was tepid. Why does Ye Zhengming continue to consume like this? Although there are not many people left in the Ye family now, I don't think that there is no trace of shade left in the once huge family business, and it may be better to live a better life if you are away from this place of right and wrong. ”

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What do others plan in their hearts?" Let's leave this topic out for now. But because of what I saw today, what we talked about yesterday, I suddenly had a clue. ”

"Oh?" The young man's eyes moved slightly, and he waited intently to listen.

The middle-aged man sat upright at this time, but he pretended to be mysterious and only said, "Go to Ruan's house first." I'll tell you slowly on the way. ”

The young man also sat up straight, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Although I am a little unhappy that you are still selling the guanzi when you talk to the mouth, it is still up to you."

The two looked at each other and smiled, got up and left their seats, paid for the tea, and walked out of the teahouse.

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After another morning's hard work, after sorting out the two stacks of account books on the table, Shi Yi felt that he still had some strength to spare, but it was close to noon and he didn't stop until dinner. After being Ruan Luo's deputy for a few days, Shi Yi felt weak and his fingers twitched in the first few days, but he has gradually adapted to it in the past few days.

This is not only a natural reaction of people under high-intensity work, but also related to Shi Yi's continuous self-strengthening exercise in the three years of study.

In fact, at the first moment when he inexplicably came to this era and opened his eyes, Shi Yi felt that his new body was very bad in terms of physical fitness. According to some Zhiwei articles he had read before, the original owner of this body may have been taken advantage of by foreign objects because of his unstable soul during a serious illness. But Shi Yi could clearly feel that even after that cut, the fragility of this body's physical strength was still clear, as if the soul was exchanged for something that could happen at any time.

Shi Yi came, of course he didn't allow himself to be "taken away" by another person, even if this kind of thing was only in the hypothetical stage.

So when Shi Yi left Kyoto three years ago to study at the school, in addition to his daily schoolwork, he spent the rest of his time exercising. Fortunately, with Dongfeng Lou's extremely generous funding, fortunately, this body is still in the growth stage, Shi Yi eats a lot of food every day, and maintains 50 push-ups, 30,000 meters of running, and 100 frog jumps every day.

If it weren't for the flexibility of his ten fingers, he might have practiced the boxing he was good at in his previous life. Since he wanted to start a business business, in this era without computers, if he wanted to make a good calculation, he had to maintain his hands and ten fingers as flexibly as he could play Chopard.

And these exercises other than boxing are actually the result of half of the training he has done in his previous life. He felt that he was still just a teenager, and if he practiced a body of lumpy muscles, it would be too attractive. In this way, after three years, it turned out that the body had truly fit with his strange soul.

The problem of the misalignment of body and mind was solved, and Shi Yi began to think about another problem. What limits might be encountered in the extension of this new phase of his destiny? What you have learned in your own soul memory is also misaligned with the environment of this era. The things he was used to in the previous life are not available in this life, but although he is an adult, he is like a newborn child in the world environment of this life, and there are too many new things that he doesn't understand and can't accept-