When Chen Shao woke up, it was not yet dark, the curtains were facing the window, the window sash was about four fingers wide, covering a pink wall in the courtyard, the green vines hung on the wall, and then up, there was a corner of the duck shell blue sky, and there were a few thin, red clouds floating on it.

Between the snorts is the lonely Qi Nan, swirling back and forth, the high pavilion knows the ice strings, the bright moon comes out of the empty mountain, carries the wind, and is scattered by the twilight; There was a light bell sound in his ears, like the wind groaning, Chen Shao closed his eyes for a long time, and then heard that it was the wind that blew the flower bell.

He let out a long breath.

This should be the Li family, not the Pei Mansion.

But instead of lying in the house of his future son-in-law, he was content.

This thought drifted through his mind, and it was not long before he gradually fell into chaos and fell into a deep sleep again.

When he woke up, the light and shadow in the tent were faint, the faint light penetrated in, and the fragrance of Qi Nan was no longer smellable.

He lay on his back on the bed, turning his head and neck slightly, looking around.

There is no dizziness, no overwhelming shadows, and the mind is clear, as if the river that has been blocked for a long time is finally unblocked.

However, the scenery of the two rivers is still blurred.

When Chen Shao lay down again, he finally sat up and pushed away the brocade quilt.

"Are you awake?" A voice was abrupt.

Then, the curtain was lifted, and Xingwei's cold face appeared beside the bed.

Chen Shao glanced at him, raised his hand and loosened the collar, his dark hair fell down like ink threads, and fell on the snow-white middle coat, which was inexhaustibly freehand.

"Why are you here?" He raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips drew a cool and thin arc, and he patted his forehead: "I forgot, you are afraid that I will suddenly think of something, and say that it is a good thing to ruin your master, so I have been staying here and making a loyal dog." ”

Xingwei looked at him lightly, but the movements of his hands were very light, he hung the curtain on the silver hook, knelt down again, and put the soft-soled shoes upside down on it: "The old man is not hungry, the stove is warm with snow glutinous porridge and crystal cake." ”

"Bring it up, and get some side dishes." Chen Shao had already felt hungry in his stomach, so he got up and wanted to eat something, so he ordered to go down at this time.

Xingwei retreated, Chen Shao also got up, picked up a Xuanqing coat on the shelf and put it on, and two children entered the house, served him to wash and clean his face, and then retreated silently.

Xingwei also turned around at this time, followed by a delicate-looking little maid, who looked like she was only in her teens, carrying a food box in her hand. The two cooperated, took out the porridge and small dishes in it, and put it on a small case, and the little mustache also retreated, leaving only Xingwei to serve.

"The courtyard where the master lives now is in the back garden of the Li Mansion, which is very secluded." Xingwei's face was expressionless, and there was a taste of routine in his words.

Put half a bowl of snow-white crystal porridge in the corner of the case, and he continued: "The master fainted in Pei's mansion in the afternoon, and the girl first invited a doctor to come to see, and then the uncle knew about it, and ordered someone to carry the master back to the house, and invited a famous doctor from Jinan Mansion to come for diagnosis and treatment. Only this illness needs to be recuperated, not too tired, and words need to be said less, so the uncle made the decision and moved the master to this 'water xuan'. ”

Chen Shao sat beside the desk, using the porridge elegantly, looking quite focused, as if he didn't hear him.

Xingwei didn't seem to care at all, and still said to herself: "The girl, the uncle and the uncle's wife have all been guarding the master, and the girl has also personally stared at people to boil medicine. Later, because it was too late, the old man slept soundly, and the uncle repeatedly persuaded the girl to sleep, and the girl went. The cousin girl, the cousin young master and the two girls of the Chen family also came to see the master at the end of the morning. ”

At this point, he finally raised his head, and a trace of ridicule crossed his cold face: "If this were not the case, the little one would not have been able to talk to the master at this time." ”

At this time, Chen Shaozheng picked up a few bamboo shoots, white tooth chopsticks, and green bamboo shoots were like jade.

Hearing this, he didn't raise his head, but the corners of his lips pulled upward: "Less nonsense!" Say, how are you doing? ”

After speaking, put the bamboo shoots in your mouth and chew slowly.

Even if he was eating, the breath on his body was lonely, as if what he was eating was not fireworks in the world, but spring dew in the sky.

Xingwei looked at him directly, his eyes shining like ice: "Do you remember the events of those eight years?" ”

Chen Shao never answered.

It was as if I hadn't heard his question at all.

After drinking the last mouthful of porridge, he put down his toothbrush, raised his sleeve to brush it off his shoulder, and hooked the corners of his lips again.

"I do remember a little." He said, with a momentary blankness on his face, as if he didn't know what he was saying or thinking, whether it was a dream or a reality.

Xingwei had one eye, and the expression on his face became extremely intense, and he asked, "What do you remember?" Where did you find out back then? ”

Before Chen Shao could speak, a look of memory appeared on his face, but one hand subconsciously pressed the corner of his forehead.

In the past, whenever he recalled, he would have a splitting headache and had to use his hands to relieve the pain. Nowadays, the headache is gone, but this action has become a habit.

He pressed the corner of his forehead, and his voice was a little slow: "I remember, somewhere, I seem to have found an old man who had been a warden in Shandong, I can't remember his name, and I can't remember his appearance, but I remember that he told me that when King Kang raised troops, His Majesty personally marched in northern Xinjiang, and many military quartermasters were also sent from the capital to northern Xinjiang, and some of them were intercepted and sent to King Kang's fief. ”

"Intercept Your Majesty's military quartermasters?!" Xingwei's pupils shrank, his brows were pressed towards the middle, and his expression was a little solemn.

At this moment, how can he still look like a little girl? It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a scholar who knows the court and the world.

"According to what you said, King Kang has a helper in the court, and this person's official position is not low." He said in a deep voice, and then raised his head again, with a needle-sharp sight in his eyes: "Why didn't you report such an important thing at that time?" ”

"There must be a reason, but I forgot." Chen Shao gathered his shawl as if nothing had happened.

Xingwei's face changed, and there was anger in his eyes, but in the end, he still endured it, and only asked, "What happens next?" ”

He glanced at him with a slight sarcasm, but didn't say much, and continued: "I don't remember exactly what happened next. I only remember that I later found out that the person who intercepted the military supplies seemed to be involved in Pei Guang's death, so I changed my makeup and accent again, and went to Ningxia to investigate......"

"You've said that before." Xing Wei interrupted him coldly, his eyes were a little mean: "Master, don't tell me, you have been asleep for so long, and all you think of is this little thing." ”