"Who says we don't interact with the outside world? My aunt went to Yuncang a month ago. ”

Hua Qing poured out a cup of tea from the pot and handed it to Mo Huaijin. He took a sip and frowned slightly. Clouds? Do they have a connection with the clouds? He remembered that country, although it was not a hostile country to the Central Plains, it was not very friendly, and there were some disturbing incidents on the border all year round.

"You said before that southern Xinjiang is in the three-way zone, and you don't have contact with the outside world, so why did your aunt go to Yuncang?"

"That's my mother's own private matter, my mother will go to Yuncang every year, more than half a year, less than three months. I'm used to it. ”

It's only twelve months a year, since her aunt will spend a quarter of her time or even half of her time going to Yuncang? It seems that Yun Cang is a very special existence for her mother.

As soon as he put the teacup back on the table, he heard a silver bell ringing outside the door, and a voice like a nightingale said:

"Hua Qing, are you at home?"

Following the source of the sound, I saw a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old walking in with a surprised face.

"Hua Qing, what is this?"

"Sister Yang? You sit first. ”

Sister Yang secretly pulled Hua Qing aside and asked in a low voice:

"Who is this? At first glance, it's not our clansman, if my grandfather knows, be careful about your skin. ”

Hua Qing pretended to be pitiful.

"Sister Yang, Grandpa Yang has taught me to be kind since I was a child, he was dying when I found him on the beach this morning, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, I can't see death without saving it!"

"But his origin is unknown, in case of any disaster to our southern Xinjiang, can you afford it?"

"He's sitting here alive, his strength is greater than mine, I've saved everything, I can't throw it back into the sea, right?"

"You, you, all day long know to make trouble for me."

Hua Qing had a pitiful little expression of "please", she knew when she saved him that Nanjiang couldn't tolerate him, but for some reason, she just felt that she had to save him.

She turned back to Mo Huaijin and said:

"Sister Yang, he may have done it, he can chop wood, carry water, repair houses and other jobs, Grandpa Yang is not going to repair a new house for Brother Yang recently, when he is injured, let him help."

Mo Huaijin was stunned after hearing this, why didn't he know that he was so capable? Since Hua Qing asked him to chop wood, fetch water, and repair the house?

Sister Yang was a little discerning and said:

"He looked white and clean, not like he could work. When he's healed, send him away! And the sooner the better, don't let the people know, especially my grandfather. ”

"Oh, got it!"

Sister Yang sat down and said to Mo Huaijin:

"Hold your hand out."

Mo Huaijin obediently stretched out her hand, and Sister Yang checked his pulse for a long time, and said to Hua Qing:

"He is deeply injured, but it is not a big problem to recuperate carefully for half a month. Hua Qing, you will follow me to Lingshan tomorrow morning to find a few thousand flowers and plants and come back to give him medicine. I won't disturb your rest, I'll go back first. ”

"Sister Yang, you're just leaving? You haven't said what you're looking for me for? ”

Sister Yang, who walked to the door, turned around and said:

"I was going to ask you to help me embroider my wedding dress, but since you have an injured person to take care of, you don't have to help."

Hua Qing sent her to the door, and after Sister Yang left, Mo Huaijin spoke:

"I appreciate your kindness, and I know my own body. You don't have to go to great lengths to find any medicine to cure me for me, I stay here, it's also a trouble for you, I don't like to owe people in my life, and the girl's mother can go to Yuncang, there must be a way to go out, since the girl saved me, it is better to send the Buddha to the west and send me out. ”

"It's not like I can't send you away......"

"Thank you, girl."

"No, I mean, even if I could go over the mountains and mountains to send you out, but when you go outside, penniless, and no one answers, and you are seriously injured, isn't it a dead end? Although you are here with me, it is true that you will cause me some trouble, but at least you are safe, and if you go out, it may not be. ”

Mo Huaijin lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and said:

"But I have people I care about. If I don't go back, she might die. ”

His sister, Mo Hanke, the seventh princess of the Central Plains, the sister of him and the emperor Mo Huaicong, because she is extremely beautiful and has a very pure nature, the emperor and the queen mother are very fond of this sister.

Hanke has been obsessed with poetry since he was a child, and one day he wrote a poem and took it to ask King Yi, who was very accomplished in poetry, for advice, and somehow, fainted in King Yi's mansion.

And he, summoned by the emperor, said that the imperial doctor could not diagnose and cure Hanke's disease, and the doctor who was unveiled by the people said that Hanke was poisoned. According to legend, there was a poisonous Gu clan in Nanmu Prefecture who had been practicing Gu for generations, so he was ordered to come to investigate.

At that time, there happened to be a rebellion in Nanmu Prefecture, so the emperor took advantage of the topic and asked him to bring an army to clean up the rogues, but in fact, he came to investigate the matter of the drug Gu family. Who knows, the "Liukou" wiped out all the poisonous Gu clan, and they were also ambushed.

"I can't delay, thank you for your kindness. Please send me out. ”

He turned his head and looked at her, his eyes as clear as a lake fell on Hua Qing's body, and Hua Qing was slightly stunned. She replied:

"Well, I can send you out. But you'll stay for at least two days. Because I'm going to prepare something, and then you're going to have to rest for two days before you go. After night in southern Xinjiang, no one will go out, and since we don't want to attract the attention of others, we have to leave at night. ”

After saying that, Hua Qing went out.

He didn't know what she had done, he only saw the night in the south leaking in little by little, and when his eyes adjusted to the blackness around him, the brightness of the moonlight began to spread all over the window.

When Hua Qing came back, she saw that she was carrying a bag of items in her hand, and the flaxen-colored cloth bag couldn't see through what was inside.

"Hurry up and go to sleep! I'll send you out the day after tomorrow, but you have to promise me that you will stay at home honestly for the next two days, and you won't go anywhere. ”

Mo Huaijin nodded in agreement.

The next day, when Mo Huaijin woke up, he saw a bowl of red decoction on the table, and next to the decoction was a bowl of clear porridge. He picked up the note, and saw only a few lines:

"Thousands of flowers, cranes and two herbs, with jade, mugwort leaves, Aracea, boiled into soup, remember to take it. If the old wound has not healed, it is advisable to eat clear porridge. ”

Mo Huaijin didn't know where Hua Qing went, but just did as she was told. It is also strange to say, he hates drinking medicine the most in his life, but the decoction made by Hua Qing only has a faint spicy fragrance, which is not difficult to drink.

I stayed like this for two days, and no one came to disturb me. After nightfall, Hua Qing packed all her luggage, and by the moonlight, the two went on the road.

The night in southern Xinjiang is quiet, only the footsteps "rustling", the insects chirping "chirping" and the distant dog barking "Wangwang", nature at this time with the sound of the people in a hurry.

Hua Qing carried her bags on her back, turned around and said to Mo Huaijin:

"Follow this road and keep walking, and we will reach Lingshan. But I have to say ugly things in front, after you get to Lingshan, you have to follow me, and you don't care if you lose me. ”