Xiangfu Cemetery. It was already noon.

Leng Qinghe leaned on the wooden bed, holding a book in his hand, and watched intently.

At the head of the bed was a stack of discolored greens, a bowl of thick rice porridge, and there was no heat.

Mingyue bent down and came in from the low wood door, and after a while, she finally got used to the dim light in the room, and glanced at Leng Qinghe: "Childe, the princess can tell you, you are not in good health, you need to recuperate, and you will not be allowed to touch these books." If she finds out, the slave will be punished. ”

Leng Qinghe didn't raise his head: "It's okay, we don't say anything, how can she know?" She is now the princess of Qi, and it is not easy to go out, and it is impossible to run here without seeing the sky. ”

After saying two sentences, there was a sharp cough: "I don't have any hobbies in my life, that is, I like to read, if I lose them, I might as well go like this." ”

Mingyue sighed: "Childe said sad words again, if you take care of it, it will always get better." ”

Leng Qinghe raised his eyes: "No matter how verbose it is, I will drive you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, didn't I tell you, watch the door, if the eldest lady comes, just notify me quickly?" Don't make noise here. ”

Mingyue stopped saying a word and retreated.

Qingfeng took his clothes to the river to wash them today, and there was no one else in the cemetery, quietly. Outside the forest, there is the cheerful call of cuckoos.

Mingyue glanced left and right, and walked along a path to the woods on the side, someone was hiding behind a big tree, and when he saw him, he flashed out. Dressed in green clothes, he is dressed as a family member of the Prime Minister's House.

"Aunt Jin asked me to come over and ask about the situation."

Mingyue approached and lowered her voice: "It's still the same, half-dead, and I cough endlessly." ”

"Last time, you said that the eldest lady had come to visit him, and he was not allowed to touch those pen, ink, paper, and inkstones again, Aunt Jin asked, but what suspicions did you have?"

"Nope." Mingyue shook her head firmly: "The eldest lady thinks that he reads books day and night, burns his body, and scolds us." But behind the scenes, the son instructed me to secretly bring the book to him, and we did it without knowing it, and they couldn't have known. ”

"Things are a bit evil, you don't know in this cemetery, the eldest lady doesn't know where she learned her medical skills, I heard that she is quite good. Aunt Jin is not at ease, lest she have a long night and dreams, and then she will be recognized by that cold and joyful person, it will be terrible.

Anyway, he is now terminally ill, and the Da Luo Immortal is afraid that he can't be saved, those poisoned pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, you must hide them tightly, and destroy them quickly if they don't look right. ”

Mingyue didn't care at all: "The eldest lady actually knows medical skills?" How come you haven't heard of it before? If she really understands, Childe has been sick for so long, can she not see it? ”

"If you don't say that this matter is quite evil, this medical skill is not another skill, and you will learn it. There is no more than ten years of hard work, there is no diamond diamond. ”

A cool breeze blew, and the leaves in the forest rustled. Mingyue glanced around, a little timid.

"It's okay if you don't say it, but when you say it, my heart is furious. Don't you know, living in this cemetery, guarding the grave of the eldest lady, doing this kind of unreasonable thing, I listen to the wind outside whimpering every night, and the cough of the eldest young master, my heart trembles. ”

The two of them muttered a few words, and when they heard the faint sound of cars and horses rolling on the avenue outside, they were taken aback, and the family hurriedly dodged behind the trees. Mingyue walked up to meet the voice.

The person who came down from the carriage, Mingyue knew that he was the son of the servant of the Ministry of Rites, and Yan Kuanwen, the classmate of his eldest young master in Zhengyang Academy, but he didn't learn anything, and he didn't have any knowledge, so he didn't make friends with his own son-in-law. What is he doing here?

Mingyue greeted him and bowed.

Yan Kuanwen glanced at the surrounding environment and asked arrogantly, "What about your son-in-law?" ”

"Gongzi is resting in the house, I don't know that Gongzi Yan is coming, so I can't welcome him from afar."

Yan Kuanwen didn't pay attention to him anymore and walked in by himself. Mingyue hurriedly took a step forward and returned inside.

Leng Qinghe was also a little surprised when he heard that Yan Kuanwen was visiting, put down the book in his hand, struggled to sit up, and Mingyue hurriedly cushioned his backrest.

Yan Kuanwen glanced at the grass house in front of him with disgust, covered his nose with a handkerchief, bent over and entered the door, Mingyue hurriedly moved a lame bench from the side and put it on the open space in the middle.

"Brother Qinghe doesn't enjoy the glory and wealth of the Prime Minister's Mansion, why do you have to come to this place where birds don't, why bother?"

Leng Qinghe didn't have a good impression of the gentleman in front of him, although he had been very careful to slap himself up, and he mostly stayed away.

Zhengse said: "This is the cemetery of my mother, a place of beauty. ”

Yan Kuanwen laughed and glanced at the food in his hand: "Okay, okay, it's my mistake for a while." I just watched Brother Qinghe, your life is so shabby, and I feel that my heart is not good. ”

"Presumably Brother Yan is here, there must be some advice, please speak up." Leng Qinghe didn't have much patience with him, and asked straight to the point.

"Since you're so straightforward, brother, I won't beat around the bush." He glanced at Mingyue behind him, and instructed the little guy he brought: "Take him to the car to eat tea fruit." ”

Leng Qinghe waved his hand, and Mingyue followed the little guy out, and there were only two people left in the house.

"This year, the emperor is going to open Enke, I don't know if you have heard about it?"

Leng Qinghe nodded.

"Brother Qinghe is erudite and talented, don't you plan to show your skills?"

Leng Qinghe chuckled, covered his lips and coughed twice: "Do you look at my sick body now, as if I can participate in the scientific examination?" ”

Yan Kuanwen lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "What if, I say I have a topic here?" ”

Leng Qinghe was stunned, thinking that his father was in the Ministry of Rites, could it be that the exam questions were leaked again?

"What do you mean by that?"

"Brother Qinghe's article is full of pearls, the whole article is splendid, I am willing to exchange the title for your article, you and I will go to high school together, mutual benefit, how about it?"

If this is the case, Leng Qinghe sneered, and said righteously: "Studying for an official depends on your own true ability, if you cheat and barely mix up your fame?" How can you serve your country without real talent and learning? It will be the black sheep! The Tao is not the same, I don't disdain cheating, you please be smart! ”

Yan Kuanwen didn't give up, sat on the stool and didn't move: "I have already found out about Brother Qinghe's current situation, the Prime Minister has already given up on you and left you to fend for yourself in this cemetery, I'm afraid that you are now strapped for money, and you don't even have the cost of daily expenses, right?"

If you are now unable to participate in the scientific expedition, I have a second way to cooperate. ”

He reached into his arms, took out a stack of silver tickets, and shook them in front of Leng Qinghe's eyes: "This is two thousand taels of silver tickets, how about buying an article of yours?" ”

Leng Qinghe looked at him coldly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips: "You are really a shame for the world's readers!" Take your silver ticket and get out! ”

Yan Kuanwen stood up and snorted coldly: "It's really a toast and don't eat and drink, do you still think that you are the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" What if I say, "I am bound to win today?" If you can't be a friend, you're an enemy. If you disdain to be with me today, then, this matter is so important, I will not leave a living mouth, report me in the future, and cut off my future! ”

Leng Qinghe's hand moved slowly, imperceptibly reaching under his futon, where there was an awl, barely able to defend himself: "Do you want to kill people?" Yan Kuanwen, you are so bold. ”

Yan Kuanwen sneered: "So what? Do you think you can be my opponent if you are sick like this? Just say, do you write this article or not? ”

Leng Qinghe didn't think twice: "Dreaming." ”