The weapon rack on the side was pressed heavily, and Mr. Huang Shi only had time to shout "danger", and the boy on the side avoided it, and he was about to be pressed upright, and a figure flashed.

It's all in the blink of an eye.

Yang Yunsong stood aside with the child in his arms.

The legs in a thick plaster cast stood on the ground like this, and the irony was extreme.

Mr. Huang Shi's face changed greatly, and he raised his eyes and saw a trace of shock in Wang Xu's eyes on the side, and a figure seemed to flash not far away: "Someone." He didn't have time to elaborate, and there was no one else in sight except him.

Xiao Tong's face was amazingly pale, and Yang Yunsong was no better, so he silently walked back to the push chair and smiled bitterly: "Go first." The boy silently helped push the chair behind and left.

"I still have something to do, so let's go first. Mr. Huang Shi, farewell. Wang Xu raised his hand and turned to leave, the shock on his face had been exhausted: it turned out that Yang Gong's leg was not as badly injured as it was at all, and it was already healed, but Yang Gong had not reported it for a long time. And he Wang Xu is sure that he and Mr. Huangshi were definitely not the only people who saw such a scene at that time, which is a crime of bullying the king! It seems that I will have to talk to my grandfather when I go back.

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"Pei Zongzhi! Pei Zongzhi! After being shocked, Mr. Huang Shi rushed into the house and shouted at Pei Zongzhi, who was looking back at him with a bag of dried fruit preserves, "Do you know? Yang Gonghe ......"

Pei Zongzhi looked at him with a calm gaze.

After being stared at like this for a moment, Mr. Huang Shi suddenly calmed down and said in a low voice: "Yang Gong's leg has long been healed. "That is to say, Yang Gong has long been able to help His Majesty to order feng shui and see the imperial tomb, but for some reason, he has not reported it for a long time, this one is not sure, it is the crime of bullying the king!

As soon as these words came out, even Pei Zongzhi showed a look of surprise.

Mr. Huang Shi was a little proud: "What's the matter, you don't know, Yang Gongzang is good." ”

"Has anyone else seen it?" Pei Zongzhi ignored his smugness and just asked.

Mr. Huang Shi's face froze, and the smile on his face immediately disappeared without a trace: "Except for me and Wang Xu, there must be someone who saw it, but he ran too fast, and you weren't there, how could I catch him." ”

Pei Zongzhi got up: "I'll go to see Yang Gong." ”

"Huh?" Mr. Huang Shi was still stunned here, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Pei Zongzhi coming back, "Let's go!" ”

"Have you finished reading Yang Gong?"

"yes!"

"So fast?"

"It's just a medicine!"

The two of them were already far away from talking.

……

After the great pain, Yang Gong took off the white cloth in his mouth, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and sprinkled the medicine on the wound with trembling hands.

The child was on the side to help change the gauze.

Seeing that the little boy lowered his head and didn't say a word, Yang Gong frowned: "You kid, don't cry, make trouble!" ”

"Yes...... Be. The child, who had always looked like a little adult, responded with a trembling voice, and then began to whimper.

Yang Yunsong smiled bitterly: "Okay, I know you're a good boy, don't cry!" ”

"Yang Gong, I'...... Am I useless? ”

"How so?" Yang Gong looked at him with a pale face, "You kid is obedient and tight......"

"If it wasn't me who survived, it was my sister, she would definitely do better than me, better than me, and would let none of those who hurt us be spared, and would not cause Yang Gong to suffer like this. Why is it me who survived......"

"You kid." Yang Gong patted and let out a whimper, and the child like a struggling beast sighed, he was burdened so much at this age, "Your children are all good children, if your grandfather is still alive, he will be very pleased." ”

"Your sister is too dazzling to escape. Only by living well can you think about the future. Yang Gong looked at the precocious child in front of him, and smiled bitterly, "Changming, if you are still alive, you will be very pleased, the younger generations are all so good, but it's a pity that you were born at the wrong time!" ”

Yes, it was just a bad time! was supposed to be the best child in the top clan of Great Chu, but now he wants to hide in Tibet, stay with the old man, and be a little boy.

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At night, Chang'an City is bustling.

There were many liquor shops in the neighborhood, and another glass of sake was in his stomach, and Mr. Huang Shi looked at the man in front of him with a slight drunkenness who roasted sweet fruits in a wine oven, and the glass of wine in front of him did not even move, and a small pile of leftover fruit cores was piled up on the side.

"I invited you here to eat, what are you doing?" Mr. Huang Shi frowned and shook his head repeatedly, "It's just a tyrannical thing, you look around, sleeping in a restaurant in Chang'an City is what drinkers who come to eat and drink should do, you don't drink here, it's too boring." ”

Pei Zongzhi looked out the window, holding a wine glass in his hand, but he didn't drink it, the palace lights were glieving, and the pedestrians were in groups of threes and twos, he was not surprised, and the reflection of Chang'an City shrank in the pupils.

Look up, tonight the moon is as big as a fight, Chang'an Street is full of traffic, bustling and noisy, the light and shadow of the dusk palace lights are staggered in front of you, there are always some people, in the laughing crowd, kicking off the prelude to the sword and sword.

Killing people never needs to be dark and windy. In the hustle and bustle, it is more conducive to evasion.

He stood up, he wasn't a murderer, he wasn't a rescuer, but he knew there might be an assassination tonight and he didn't want to miss it. So tonight, he's a spectator.

He can't drink alcohol, he can't smell anything else.

Mr. Huang Shi, who was half drunk, staggered in front of the poetry wall full of poems and inscriptions in the wine shop, holding a wine jug in one hand and a pen in the other. This wine shop called "Wine and Ink House" is the favorite wine shop of Chinese inkers in Chang'an City, and most of them sleep with people and clothes, and do not wake up all night.

Seeing Pei Zongzhi standing up, Mr. Huang Shi asked, "What are you doing, where are you going?" ”

"Izuku." The voice was cold, out of place in a crowd of drunken guests.

"Congratulations again, listen to my advice, go to Guhetang to find the old doctor, the old doctor is the best at regulating gastrointestinal problems, and everyone who has been there said that it ......is good" Mr. Huang Shi staggered and watched Pei Zongzhi turn around and leave.

There were two small sounds, the red cloth poured down in front of me, the flowers flew all over the sky, and the fragrance of the woman came to the nostrils.

"The slave family is Wang Huixian of Jinling Huixian Pavilion, and the Minghua Pavilion will be taken over by my Wang Huixian in the future, and the girls are out!" The old bustard, who had been in the dust for many years, laughed, the voice of the warbler Yanyan sounded, and the eyes suddenly brightened, and the charm of the red dust lady poured out to the ground, full of flowers and moons, the man was slightly sideways in it, even if the flowers and moons seemed to turn black and white in an instant, the wine glass in his hand was thrown back on the table, and there was no sound, and the descendants disappeared.

Everything was only in an instant, and the long gray hair could not be seen clearly in the shadows, and Mr. Yellowstone was shocked to realize that he was actually quite young. With such a look, raising a glass to the moon, Mr. Huangshi is poetic.

"Zongzhi's chic and beautiful young man, looking at the blue sky with white eyes, is as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind......"

"Good!" The literati and inkmen who were drunk in the wine shop shouted loudly, "When to fight wine and write a hundred poems, it is better to sit and forget about the wine immortals." ”

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