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After listening to this, Gu Fuwei first asked, "He really didn't mean to hurt you?" ”

"Nope."

Gu Fuwei's eyes flashed with doubts, this is not like he can't pretend.

"He really didn't say anything more to you than that?"

"Nope."

"What do you think of him as a person?"

"What do you mean by what do you think of him?"

"Why did I come to you, why did I come to help you? Do you have any speculation in your heart? ”

"I've only met twice, how can I guess such a strange person? I have a lot of things to do right now, I don't want to waste it on him, he likes to come and go, I see that Amu is very good, and he doesn't dare to hurt me. ”

As soon as Gu Fuwei heard what she said, his expression lightened a lot.

"That's it, Amu is not as good as him, but when it comes to fighting, he may not be pleased."

No wonder...... Amu is the person Gu Fuwei asked for from Qiuzi Mansion Yin.

He looked at the painting again and said, "How do I think that the more I look at it, the more I look at it, the more it looks like a lamp?" ”

As soon as her heartstrings tightened, her face changed slightly, but fortunately, Gu Fuwei didn't look at her eyes, just stared at the painting.

"Where's the like? The nose, eyes, and mouth are not the same. ”

Gu Fuwei thought for a moment, and touched his hand there, "Tail statue." ”

"Alas, you!"

The two of them behaved more and more like ordinary couples in private, and were about to fight, when there was a knock at the door.

The two had no choice but to get serious.

"Come in."

The door opened, and it was Amu.

Amu lowered his head, he couldn't see any expression, but his steps were slow, not as neat as before.

After greeting the two of them, she took out a letter from her bosom, painted it with fire paint, and sealed it neatly.

"Heavenly Maiden, the letter has arrived."

Lizhan thought for a while before she could react, it should be the letter she entrusted Gu Fuwei to send out of the capital and had a reply.

Her spirit suddenly became excited, she straightened up and took the letter in Amu's hand, and even forgot to say thank you to Gu Fuwei.

There is a seal of the word "Zhanlin Pharmacy" on the fire paint, and the oil paper of the letter is turmeric, which is a major feature of the capital.

She held it in her hand heavily, and the familiar faces in the pharmacy appeared in front of her again, and they were separated from each other with the flames. She wanted to open it quickly, but she was still afraid of seeing any bad news.

The rebellion in the capital that day was an indelible guilt for her.

I just held the letter and looked back and forth, but I almost picked it up and sniffed it.

Gu Fuwei's gaze moved away from Lizhan and looked at Amu, who was also looking at Gu Fuwei.

There was a look of communication in the eyes of the two, and with the movement of leaving the lamp, they moved away again.

Lizhan tore off the fire paint and carefully pulled out the letter paper.

The letter was long, a full ten pages.

She looked at the end word without dropping, and her expression changed and changed.

The letter was written by Steward Sun, who was proficient in calligraphy and painting, and was very sensitive to people's handwriting.

In the letter, Sun Guan greeted her in advance, and then talked about the situation in the capital.

That's what Lizhan asked urgently in his letter.

Steward Sun said that after the Xuanwu Gate was closed that day, in fact, most of the people in the palace had been secretly evacuated in advance, and only some subordinates and eunuchs were left to pretend in the palace.

The important ministers of the imperial court were also picked up by Yu Linwei early.

Then half of the forbidden army withdrew, the Xuanwu Gate was closed, and Gyeonggi came to catch turtles in an urn.

No one extinguished the fire that day, and the forbidden army was short of manpower even against the enemy, so they simply used an extraordinary plan to burn the enemy with the enemy's fire.

The fire burned for three days in a row, and more than 20,000 people died in the city alone, and as for the half of the forbidden army, they were also buried together with the rebels.

In Gyeonggi, the smell of corpses is still permeated, not to mention how many of the people's houses are still safe and sound, even the temples have not been spared, more than 100 Buddhist halls have been burned, and the people do not even have a place to pray to God and worship Buddha.

Most of them left the capital one after another to join their relatives.

Steward Sun said that the lame man who used to sell steamed buns at the gate of the Zhanlin Pharmacy died, because he was running slowly and the Xuanwu Gate was closed, so he ran to the entrance of the vegetable market, and finally burned to death on the edge of the execution ground where prisoners usually cut off their heads, and he also held a bag of buns in his hand.

Mu Xiaoniang, who had just given birth to a son, also died, and when she fled for her life, her husband was holding the child and didn't pull her empty-handed, she slipped and fell to the ground, was trampled to death, her face was rotten, and finally she relied on a pearl hairpin to recognize it.

There is also Xu Laohan, and the group of little people who ask for food called Hanako...... There are not many people alive in the west, and it is even worse in the south.

Steward Sun said that she used to live in the eyes of money, but then she came to the pharmacy, and gradually let him discover that conscience is not very obstructive.

Now watching the destruction of the capital, and seeing the poor people in the west being displaced, he, an insensitive miser, has actually given birth to a kind of family and country righteousness.

For the first time, he felt that he was in charge of a drugstore, and it was a real honor.

He thought that if he was away, he would definitely not sit idly by.

So he took it upon himself and took out half of the profits of the pharmacy to go out for free clinics, saving many people's lives.

He said that he did not swallow it privately, and the pharmacy did not break up, and when she returned, he would settle every account used to show her.

One more thing, I have to talk to her.

There were also two people missing from the Zhanlin Pharmacy, one was Dr. Zhou and one was Huotou.

On the night of the accident, Dr. Zhou insisted on going home, afraid that his wife and children would sleep too hot on the kang, so he didn't know it, so he turned back alone, and never came back.

Huotou wanted to go back to the Zhanlin Pharmacy and take out the silver ticket, for fear of being burned and robbed.

It didn't come back.

Steward Sun said that he had been sending people to inquire about their whereabouts, but after so many days, there was no news.

He naturally hoped that they would come back, but he might not be able to come back, Lizhan was the master of the pharmacy, and hoped that she could count it as soon as possible.

He also said that a thousand-kilometer-long pit had been dug outside the city to bury the unclaimed corpses, and that he had been guarding the pit for the past few days to see if he could recognize anyone, but he had not recognized anyone yet.

As for why the rebels rebelled that day, it seems that before the prince was angry, someone leaked the news.

But there is no explanation about exactly when it leaked and who leaked.

Gyeonggi is in a big disaster and precarious.

The court was busy, and it seemed that there was no energy to find out the cause.

Only at the gate of the city was erected a kneeling statue of the prince, facing the imperial city, and poured it with iron juice to vent the anger of the people.

Every day, a large number of people would throw feces and spit on him, and if he didn't wash it with water at night, he wouldn't even be able to see his appearance.

But the emperor said that whoever leaked it will definitely be traced to the end.

The letter is gone.

Lizhan held the last page of the paper, his hands cold.

Dr. Zhou is gone...... The fire is gone......

Her heart ached, and the guilt and guilt that had been fading away for days suddenly appeared, like a vicious flood coming from the river and the sea.

She couldn't resist it, and she couldn't help but have a sour nose as she swept past the familiar faces in front of her.

"Zhan Zhan ......"

Gu Fuwei pinched her cheeks, wanting to see if she was crying.

What is she crying about?

She is not qualified to cry at all!

Steward Sun finally mentioned the matter of the prince's kneeling statue, thinking that she must have felt very uncomfortable after listening to Huotou and Dr. Zhou's affairs, so he comforted her with the matter of the prince's kneeling statue and told her that sinners have already ended up as sinners.

But Steward Sun didn't know that in fact, rebellion was not the prince's crime.

Or rather, not entirely his fault.

There was also a sinner, thousands of miles away, sitting on a soft velvet blanket over a warm charcoal fire, reading his letters.

Why is this the case?

She never thought that revenge would pay such a big price and implicate so many innocent people,

Could it be that God deliberately wants to tell her, when is the time for retribution?

……

Gu Fuwei saw that her eyes were red, but tears stubbornly swirled in her eyes.

He withdrew from Amu, quietly took her into his arms, and gently patted her back with his slender knuckles.

"But something happened in the pharmacy?"

Lizhan wanted to nod, but he didn't dare to move.

She held back her tears to the extreme, as if the slightest gesture would distract her energy and make her collapse.

Gu Fuwei probably knew that something was wrong.

Although her expression did not fluctuate when she read the letter, any slight pull on her face sensitively fell into his eyes.