Xiao Qi hugged his arms with both hands, and his fingers lightly dotted on his arms.

“…… So what day are you talking about by 'these days'? ”

Seeing that Xiao Qi began to inquire about the details, Feng Yishu knew that she was relieved, and couldn't help but reply with a smile, "On the day of the beginning of winter!" ”

Xiao Qi calculated, "It's the day after tomorrow?" ”

"Yes," Feng Yishu nodded, "but I have to join His Majesty's honor guard early that morning, and after sending her out of the city, I will come back to pick you up quickly, and then we will go to Mr. Mei's to pick up Ayu." ”

"It's all arranged?"

"It's all arranged!"

Xiao Qi narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Yishu meaningfully for a while, "...... Are you afraid that Mr. Mei will think that it is inappropriate for you to take his sister out alone, so he specially brought me to make the family feel relieved? ”

"Oh, no!" Feng Yishu shook his head again and again, "I still have a gift for you—you!" ”

Xiao Qi muttered quietly, "...... What a gift. ”

"Every year at the beginning of winter, the museum department has to count the collections, and the collections containing more than ten pieces in the library are sent to the treasurer, and then go to the people to find buyers. When the time comes, I'll take you to the inventory of the warehouse, you can take whatever you like, and I'll pay for it, how about it? ”

"Hmph." Xiao Qi calmed the corners of his mouth, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, "Okay." ”

Feng Yishu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Then are you willing to forgive me?" ”

Xiao Qi punched Feng Yishu in the chest, "Don't be too happy, I'll see how you perform then!" ”

……

At night, Qing Xiu held firewood and grass and followed Kuang Lu to do the work of carrying it.

As he passed by the tearoom, the young man's gaze remained unchanged at the flickering lights on the window.

"Kuanglu." He suddenly opened his mouth and called out the old man's name.

"Huh?"

"You said that the old lady who lives in the palace, why does she dare to go to Daizong Mountain at this time?" The young man suddenly looked over, "Why do you think that she should be far away from Daizong Mountain now, right?" ”

Kuang Lu laughed, "She is the emperor, and everyone in the world is watching her every move." ”

"So what?"

The old man thought for a moment, "Then I'll give you an analogy, let's say we went to a certain place together, and there were many rumors that this place was going to become very dangerous soon, but Mr. insisted that it was safe and let us stay here and not move around - but if at this time, Mr. himself left here, what would you think?" ”

“…… What do I think? Qing Xiu looked at Kuang Lu a little inexplicably, "Since Mr. asked me to stay here, then I will stay here." ”

Kuang Lu raised his eyebrows slightly, trying to continue to explain, "But if it's safe here, how can Mr. himself go?" ”

"Mr. must have his own reasons for leaving, if you want to know why he left, just ask, if you can tell you, Mr. will definitely say, can't you say that it's useless for you to ask?"

“…… Never mind. Kuang Lu stretched out his hand to cover half of his face, "In short, the emperor is doing this to reassure the people in the city." ”

"Why does she do this to reassure the people of Luoyang?"

"I can't explain it clearly," Kuang Lu sighed, "After moving the firewood in a while, you can go and ask Mr." ”

Qing Xiu let out an "oh" with joy, and his steps sped up, and he ran barefoot on the wooden floor, like an ordinary eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

He quickly ran to the kitchen, and quickly turned back and ran to Kuang Lu, looking at the old man pitifully, "Can I move the remaining firewood 'at once'?" ”

"I can't." Kuang Lu calmly refused.

"Why!"

"Don't rely too much on spiritual power," the old man's voice was as strong as ever, with a resolute tone that was not hostile, "you have to learn to live on your own. ”

Qing Xiu's face showed visible unhappiness, he glared at Kuang Lu gloomily, and when he passed by the old man, he deliberately bumped into Kuang Lu's shoulder, and the old man flashed easily.

The two of them carried the purchased firewood from the door to the back kitchen one by one, each time Kuang Lu hugged a small bundle, Qing Xiu carried a pyre as high as three or four of his people in one go, and when the old man walked leisurely back and forth, the young man had already run back and forth three or five times in a hurry.

The firewood piled up at the door slowly decreased, thinking that he could rest tonight after moving the firewood, Kuang Lu yawned, but when he and the boy passed by the door of the flawed tearoom for the last time, they heard an unusual noise, as if an iron tool had fallen to the ground.

Kuang Lu and Qing Xiu stopped at the same time, and there was a difficult and painful gasp from the tea room.

"Mr. ......"

Both of them realized that something was wrong, and immediately threw the firewood in their hands on the ground, Qing Xiu rushed in front, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw the whole person kneeling on the ground.

His left hand clenched the wrist of his right hand tightly, and the palm of his right hand had several round wounds—the center of the wound was bright red, with a blur of blood blisters, and a series of small pale white dots on the edges.

Qing Xiu stepped forward a few steps, and only then did he want to help Fang Ying get up, when he heard Fang Ying scolding him in a threatening voice.

“…… Don't touch me! ”

Qing Xiu shuddered and stopped.

Not far in front of Fin Ying's body, a turtle shell rolled down, and three copper coins were scattered near the turtle shell, the size of the wound in Flaw's palm.

Kuang Lu followed the sound of Fang Cai and slowly touched the turtle shell and a copper coin.

“…… What is the gentleman hurting him? ”

Blemish Ying didn't answer, and after the initial excruciating pain, he regained his serenity.

Enduring the pain of his wounds, he got up and went to a nearby drawer to get his medicine and bandages.

Qing Xiu looked back at the copper coin in Kuang Lu's hand, and his eyes turned red, "Mr. Copper coin for divination...... I...... I've got a good wash, a good burn......"

"It's not your fault," she whispered as she drugged herself, "I forgot to put on my gloves and thought about something else, so I was negligent." ”

He bandaged himself quickly, then expertly bit off one end of the bandage.

"Nothing, minor injury."

"Qing Xiu," Kuang Lu commanded from the side, "pick up the things on the ground and take them and process them again." ”

“…… Good. Qing Xiu listened to Kuang Lu's instructions in a little panic, but his trembling hands were not very successful in picking up the copper plates on the ground several times, and it took a lot of effort to put the remaining two yuan into the turtle shell.

"Be careful, sir." Kuang Lu bowed lightly towards the flaw, "Since it's okay, let's retreat first." ”

"Hmm." Imperfection nodded.

Soon there was only one person left in the tea room.

He sat down again, looking at the white gauze gloves on the table, and was a little distracted for a moment.

Copper money is no different from other things, it is destined to flow from one person's hand to another, I don't know how many people in the world are contaminated, even if it is washed many times, this copper smell can not be washed away.