Chapter Seventy-One: The Rain
An autumn rain has been brewing since the early morning. It wasn't until dusk that it fell bit by bit. Yang Fan stood in front of the window of the inn, looking at the misty and rainy eaves, like ridges of fields, rising in the mist, it was cooking smoke, it was the smoke emitted by the cigarette stick when the farmer was leisure.
"Ugh." The doctor in the Rejuvenation Hall walked out, shook his head and said, "The physique is weak and cold, and it is raining, and the wind is cold and feverish. As long as you recuperate, the fever will subside. It's just that...... The girl's condition was becoming more and more similar to that of sepsis. Some of the patients diagnosed by the old man have symptoms of fever and cold, so the son should be careful. ”
Yang Fan nodded, paid the consultation fee, and walked to the bed. looked at the pale face of Xu'er, and said with a slight apology on his face: "It's me who is not good, I shouldn't have brought you out." Wang Su'er turned over, turned her back to Yang Fan, and didn't talk to him.
Yang Fan sat on the edge of the bed, leaned his back against the bed board, and said slowly: "Don't think I'm ruthless. People, after all, have to rely on themselves. You have been hiding in the Xu family, can they support you for the rest of your life? Yang Fan turned his head to the window, afraid that she would catch a cold, so he specially concealed it. Through the cracks, he saw the oblique rain curtain and said, "I know you're listening, your letter, I've already helped you send it back to Bashu." But you have to understand that no matter where you will be, you will always have to rely on yourself. ”
There was a small sobbing sound at the head of the bed, and there was a knock from Xiao Er outside the door, "Childe, the ginger syrup has been boiled." Yang Fan walked over and carefully brought the ginger syrup. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he said, "Get up, I'm going to sleep after drinking." ”
The sobbing sound was intermittent, and he said, "Sister Rong'er is a good person." ”
Yang Fan put the ginger syrup next to the bed, put the pillow on Wang Su'er's back, and asked her to sit up. The spoon stirred a few times in the bowl and said, "I'm not a good person?" What a white-eyed wolf. ”
"But Sister Rong'er is really a good person."
Ginger syrup fed into the somewhat pale lips, Yang Fan said, "I said, can we not mention that Sister Rong'er?" What good has she done you? Did he rescue you from Shanhaiguan, or did he bring you to the capital? ”
Wang Su'er wiped her mouth and muttered, "You are a good person, why don't you return the deed of sale to me?" ”
"That thing was thrown away, how can I return it to you?" The spoon was handed to Xu'er's mouth, and Yang Fan said coldly: "Open your mouth." Wang Su'er was stunned, opened a slit, and sucked the ginger syrup into her mouth, "What you said is true?" ”
"If you don't believe it, you can go now. That thing was burned for me in Shanhaiguan, how do you want me to prove it to you? He put the ginger syrup aside and said, "Let me ask you, have you been so weak since you were a child?" ”
Wang Su'er nodded and said, "It's been a little better in the past few years." When I was a child, I couldn't even blow the wind, but the doctor said that it would be relieved a little when I grew up. It turned out to be much better. ”
"You have a good rest. I'm in the next room, just call me if there's something. Yang Fan lifted her body forward slightly, put down the pillow, and covered the quilt for her. Walking outside, he paused in front of the door, "I may not be at the inn tomorrow, but I dare to come over at noon." Don't worry. ”
The door opened, and Yang Fan stepped out.
"Thank you, Brother Yang." This is the first time that Wang Su'er has said thank you so sincerely, and she said it unabashedly. Yang Fan turned his head sideways, smiled, and said, "Okay, as soon as I heard that the deed of sale was burned, I came to pat myself on the back." You girl looks obedient, and she thinks more carefully than that Xu Rong. ”
The door was gently closed, and Wang Su'er's complaint came from under the quilt.
"Bad guys. I've been lying to people for so long. ”
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The night rain enters the capital, refreshing people's hearts. Slow down in the rain. One shallow and one deep, straw sandals startled puddles.
"Shopkeeper, serve the wine!" The two of them took off their clothes and sat next to Yang Fan, who was drinking. "Yangzi, are you still angry with me?"
A peanut rice was chewing rattling, Yang Fan looked at the night rain outside the door, drank the wine in the cup, and said: "How dare you, your ancestor Dashou is now the protector of the army and awarded the general of Fengguo." There are few official positions in the Chaowu Pavilion that are higher than your age. ”
"Isn't that staining your light? Otherwise, it's still a second grade, where did it come from. Zu Dashou said with a smile.
Yang Fan said sarcastically: "How dare you, the general is in a state of distress." ”
Zu Runze also smiled on the side, this time even with him, he was also promoted to General Wude, and he was also a fifth-grade official. "Yang Zi, wasn't it difficult for uncle to ride a tiger at the beginning. After all, so many people are watching, Wu Xiang, you don't know it, your heart is too small. Isn't my uncle also afraid that you will be caught with pigtails? ”
"Yangzi, seriously. Today, I heard from the uncle that for the sake of your knighthood, the saint almost had a quarrel with the hundred officials. Those officials, I don't know if they are still kneeling in front of the Imperial Palace. ”
Zu Dashou took a sip of wine, "What are you going to do tomorrow?" Do you need my cooperation? ”
Yang Fan glanced at Zu Dashou and said angrily: "Cooperation? You think you're singing a big show on stage. You just take care of yours, don't look for trouble. Now, if you want to break up with me, leave with your precious nephew. ”
"Look at what you're saying. You are Ling Hebo now. It's too late for me to hug your thighs, go, where are I going? Zu Runze complimented without skin and face.
Zu Dashou drank the wine in the cup and said, "I mean, don't make too much trouble." Yang Zi, you are just too unsociable, so it will be difficult for you to speak in the court in the future. It makes sense for me to say this, you see that we are born with mud legs, although the official residence is the second grade, and the official is despised by the sixth-grade official, there is nowhere to find reason, there is no way, people can speak well. If you win the war, then naturally you have the final say, if you lose, don't say that you will not be given a voice, you are still on the front line, and the people who impeached you will line up in the back. You don't know, just this time, Linghe City was besieged for twenty days, and even Sun Laoshuai was almost impeached. ”
"It's mine, and naturally whatever you say is mine. Do you think I'm so happy to accept this Ling Hebo? Or is it that I, Yang Fan, are just for the 1,000 stone of that year? How much can you understand about this? Yang Fan shook his head, boasting about crossing the sea in Jiafu Temple, and now he can only bite the bullet.
It is estimated that there are not many people in the entire court who can see through. And those who see through it are also silent. can't do it, for the sake of an empty shell lord, tear his face with the saint. This kind of thankless work, naturally there are those trolls will meet. Indeed, those who are known as rags, who are not afraid of dirty their noble qualities, wipe the table clean, and do such a thing.
The night rain was still on, and in front of the Imperial Palace, more than a dozen oil-paper umbrellas were propped up on the heads of officials who had been kneeling for a day. "Teacher, go back. It's raining so hard, let's go back. The students of the Hanlin Academy, holding oil-paper umbrellas, admonished.
He had not eaten for a day, and said groggily: "Holy ...... Holy ...... No...... If you don't take back your life, you won't ...... old age If you don't get up......" immediately fainted and fell in place.
One after another, there were many old speakers fainting. It doesn't matter if it's a real fainting or a fake fainting. Emperor Lao Tzu couldn't see it, but was in the inner palace, looking at the night outside the window, "Da Ming, it's time to exchange blood......