In the middle of the night, Ye Fu was about to leave Gu Hui's tavern, but the two people in the backyard had already woken up and walked out.

The tavern was already closed, and there were one or two reminders from the closed doors and windows: the weather is dry, watch out for the candles—

Ye Fu looked at the stubborn oil lamp and was indifferent.

In that room, Ji Cheng, who came out, did not sit idle, but went upside down on the side of the cabinet, holding a bunch of things on the table with a dusty face, lighting two oil lamps and placing them nearby, brushing his sideburns and messing his hair, focusing on the movements in his hands.

Ye Fu looked over, it was some white paper, and there were cut and dried bamboo strips.

Ji Cheng took a knife and turned around the bamboo strips, a long circle was fixed, spread out the paper on the table, and Gu Hui brought pen and ink with a light smile from behind.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Ji Cheng kept the action of Gu Hui's hand, picked up the plain pen in the inkstone, glanced at the furnishings in the room, his eyes fell on the wine jug and chopsticks on the table, the corners of his mouth hooked a faint smile, and his hands moved, with a few strokes, hooked the edge of the wine jug, and then dotted a few smudges of ink, and the delicate and small wine jug turned into a shape on it.

It seems that he doesn't like the simple and characterless chopsticks, Ji Cheng shifted his gaze to Gu Hui on the side, the pen is smart, not dragging mud and water, and after a while, a wild and unruly drunkard with clothes and clothes jumped on the paper.

The ink dries quickly under the light of the oil lamp, and it still exudes a fragrance combined with papyrus.

Ji Cheng turned his hand around, folded the paper in his hand, put the figure and the wine jug on the surface, and pressed them on the bamboo shelf.

Ye Fu couldn't see his movements clearly, only felt a few coincidences, and a plain lantern was formed.

Ye Fu said "Huh" and took the freshly baked lantern handed over by Ji Cheng.

"Can this really be a fire in it?"

Ji Cheng took off the oil lamp, took the lantern, carefully put it in from the ground, and placed it on a similar base, stuck there securely.

Ji Cheng looked left and right, still walked to the chopsticks, picked one out, and then pulled out the string bound on Gu Hui's head on the side and wore it on the lantern, connected the wooden chopsticks at one end, and gently put the lantern down, empty, and a portable lantern also came out.

The "Gu Emblem of Wanton Drinking" came to life on the dim paper of the fire.

Ye Fu smiled: "Ji Junshou is really ingenious. ”

"What is this? My father could make dozens of different lanterns with his eyes closed, and hundreds or thousands of lanterns with his eyes open. I didn't learn his craft at all. ”

Gu Hui brought the freshly fried peanuts from the backyard, sprinkled some sugar and brought them to the table: "You are honest." ”

"What about Boss Gu, is there any amazing skill hidden as well?"

Gu Hui smiled from ear to ear, and came with a little embarrassment, and said: "I am not talented, I can only brew some family heirloom wine." ”

Ye Fu smiled smoothly, this person is really modest. Gu Hui's wine is said to be the second in Yancheng, and no one dares to call it the first.

Ji Cheng pinched the peanuts and took another sip of wine, Ye Fu saw his face with disgust, and hurriedly grabbed the wine bottle on the table, and said, "Can you drink it after you finish talking about it?" ”

These two people, when they get together, they are drunk and dreaming of death, and they love to drink and drink very poorly!

Gu Hui covered his sleeves and smiled.

Ji Chengyouyou glanced at the wine that was taken away by Ye Fu, took a sip of the residual fragrance in his mouth, and said: "The last step of the prime minister, the lower officials cannot directly participate." But I want to plead for those people. ”

"Why?"

"Count it out, they are the real masters of Yancheng."

Ji Cheng looked at the lanterns lit on the side, "Yan Mingsheng, the prime minister will know when he goes to find him." ”

Ye Fu was slightly compassionate, and outside the door was the voice of Fudi coming out to find someone.

"Childe, it's getting late."

Ye Fu smiled and got up to say goodbye.

Gu Hui walked out of the back room, stacked a lotus river lantern in his hand, and said clearly: "Won't there be any problems with leading her to the Yan family?" ”

"I'm sure she'll be able to fix it."

"You believe too much...... It doesn't make sense. Ji Cheng threw the river lantern in his hand.

Ji Cheng picked it up like a baby, with a smile on his face, and said, "Since we can't do some things, why don't we hand them over to others to do?" It is better to believe in her than to doubt her. ”

Gu Hui pursed his lips and spoke after a while: "Yes, I have lived for most of my life, and I haven't made a name for myself, but this person is not in a hurry, so Yancheng will shake three feet." ”

"Who says you don't have a name? If it weren't for your good wine, how could there be so much business in Fu Kee Restaurant. I see, many people who come to the door are for your wine! ”

Ji Cheng grinned, with an inextinguishable light in his eyes, looking at the person in front of him with expectation and hope.

Yes, both of them have been confused for most of their lives, and they finally managed to keep the clouds open, and someone helped them.

"If she can't take Yan Mingsheng, what will you do?"

"I don't know."

When Gu Hui heard this, Shicai's still softened face was instantly unsightly, and he frowned and chattered: "You don't know? Now it's a clear fight with that group of people, she's the prime minister, and if she gets into trouble, she can pat her ass and someone, can you? You can't! Yan Mingsheng's side is okay, at least the well water has not been the river water, you can't do anything, but what about the second princess! You know, it's as easy as crushing a grasshopper to death in that group! ”

"I know." Ji Cheng looked up at Gu Hui, and his beard also raised, "Is there a grasshopper as old as me?" ”

"You! I'm! Boss Gu Hui roared and ran to the backyard in a huff, leaving the "old grasshopper" to go back to the county guard mansion with complicated feelings.

Ye Fu and Fudi returned to the courtyard and packed up their things in the middle of the night.

"Eh, Xiangye, are we leaving?"

"Well, clean up!"

With the excitement of running away, Fudi is busy and happy!

Half an hour later, the carriage stopped at the gate of Yanfu: "Xiangye, you lied to me......"

"Huh?"

"You said you were leaving."

"How do you look like you can't wait to get out of here? Homesick? Ye Fu smiled.

Fudi was aggrieved, but Fudi didn't speak.

Ye Fu knew the loss in Fudi's heart, got out of the carriage and turned to look at Fudi, took out the things in his sleeve and handed it to him: "It's true that you want to go, but you go back alone." ”

Fudi looked up in surprise.

Before Fu Di could speak, Ye Fu lightly preempted: "This is an important matter, go back and see your family Yin, he will arrange it." ”

Ye Fu explained the route and things that Fudi was going to take: "Take a few more people on the road, I'm afraid you will be in danger." Take the road to the west, there are people along the way, and when I go back, I see Yu Xianggu and tell him that I am fine. ”

Fudi was blindsided as he listened.

Seeing this, Ye Fu smiled: "What are you crying about?" ”

"Xiangye." Fudi took a step back and knelt on the ground, "Fudi will live up to your trust!" ”

Ye Fu was stunned and smiled lightly: "Well, go ahead." ”

Ye Fu insisted on standing in place, watching Fu Di drive the carriage away.

She rarely gives it away like this.

Fu Di cried because he knew that he would not be able to accompany Ye Fu this time.

Yan Mingsheng didn't seem to sleep much, and when he heard the rumor, he packed up and came out to greet Ye Fu.

"I'm sorry to disturb Boss Yan so late."

"What did the prime minister say, it is an honor for Yan to be with the prime minister."

Ye Fu smiled: "Then I can rest assured to disturb your peace." ”

Tossing for half a night, Ye Fu was also tired and ready to rest.

Yan Mingsheng ordered someone to arrange the original room for Ye Fu: "The east wing has been empty, just waiting for the prime minister to come back to live!" ”

The little guy led the two, couldn't see clearly in the dark, stumbled, and slammed his head on the corner of the table at the door when he opened the door for the two, breaking his head, blood flowing, holding his head and humming.

Ye Fu hurriedly took a clean cloth to cover the little guy to stop the bleeding.

"Call the doctor!" Ye Fu was a little anxious.

Yan Mingsheng walked over and indifferently took out a porcelain vase.

Yan Mingsheng stretched out his hand, poured out the light green powder inside, and smeared it on the forehead of the little girl, lingering in the room with a fine fragrance.

The little guy was not so painful in an instant, he was stunned with wide eyes, touched the forehead around his hand, and said in surprise: "It doesn't hurt anymore!" It doesn't hurt anymore! Thank you, sir, thank you, Prime Minister! ”

Ye Fu let go of the hand holding the little girl's arm and pushed it aside.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore?" The wound was clearly still bleeding.

"It doesn't hurt!"

Ye Fu looked at it, and the little girl's eyes were a little wooden.

Not very assured, Ye Fu reached out and dipped some powder on the tip of his nose and sniffed, faint fragrance, nothing unpleasant, but there is no medicinal smell, it is really so magical.

Yan Mingsheng looked at the blood stains on the ground, frowned and waved his hand, and the little servant obediently walked to the side.

"Prime Minister, stay in my room tonight."

"Huh?" Ye Fu came back to his senses and agreed directly.

Yan Mingsheng looked at Ye Fu's thinking appearance, and in the dark, the corners of his mouth faintly hooked up a smile.

"Prime Minister, please."

"Well, I'm tired of Boss Yan."

The two of them walked out of the east wing one after the other and came to Yan Mingsheng's room.

Different from the gloom of the study, Yan Mingsheng's bedroom was lit with a lamp, the bed curtain was plain white, and there was another room looking inside.

"Boss Yan has a wife?"

Ye Fu was taken aback, and suddenly thought that he would not disturb their two lives!

Sin, sin!

Yan Mingsheng replied lightly: "No." Yan has no idea of getting married for the time being. ”

"Oh." Another social future leader, an older man who has not married a young man, the motherland, accept him! Ye Fu whimsically opened in his heart.

"It's my brother's room."

"Oh, I almost forgot, Boss Yan is still the princess's brother-in-law? Your eldest brother is Yan Mingchun. ”

Yan Mingsheng heard the words and did not speak.

Ye Fu wondered if he had pointed to some family secrets, but he still didn't say much.

"Boss Yan, then I'll sleep first."

"Well, if the prime minister has something to call me, I'll be in the next room."

"Okay."

Ye Fu didn't turn off the lights, just like that, he just lit a dim butter lamp and fell asleep quietly.

The news of Ye Fu's residence in Yanfu soon spread throughout Yancheng.

The first to visit was the Grand Hyatt, but I heard that it was blocked out.

Ye Fu was amazed by Yan Mingsheng's bold behavior, but he didn't ask why.

The autumn wind rose swayingly, and a few frost-red leaves fell from time to time in the main courtyard where Ye Fu lived.

In Yujing City, it should also be the autumn wind and falling leaves, will the yellow cypress tree in the Xiangfu be bigger again? On the beams outside her eaves, are there any black-clothed guards hanging pond fish?

Ye Fu walked unconsciously in the Yan Mansion and suddenly bumped into a person around the corner.

During the day, Ye Fu recognized it as the little guy in his hand that night.

Ye Fu was about to ask him about the injury on his forehead, and when he raised his head, Ye Fu was startled.

The left side of his forehead was festering.

Ye Fu swallowed his saliva: "Why don't you find a doctor for treatment?" ”

"The villain doesn't hurt."

Ye Fu got closer, looking at the pus and blood in the wound, it was still swollen, but there was no pain in the eyes of the little guy, and there was not much emotion.

Ye Fu pursed his lips and summoned the doctor to treat the little guy, and cleaned the wound and bandaged it by the way.

"Don't touch the water and change the dressing on time."

The little guy nodded obediently.

"Thank you, Prime Minister!"

"Well, you go down."

Later, Ye Fu came to see the little guy's injury for a few days, and the healing effect was okay, but the little guy just didn't feel it.

It doesn't hurt or itch.

Is that a medicine, or an ordinary spice?

Ye Fu was a little puzzled, and there was a dagger in his hand.

was thinking about whether to "break the wrist of a strong man", Ye Fu thought about the excitement of the cold weapon in the bend of his hand, and shrank for a moment.

Putting down the dagger, he paced and thought of other ideas.

When Yan Mingsheng saw Ye Fu at night, she had a big bag on her forehead, red and broken.

Yan Mingsheng recently smiled lightly, and the dim candlelight diluted the hideous scar on his face: "Why did the prime minister knock?" ”

"Hmm...... I accidentally hit the door. Ye Fu was hesitant and a little embarrassed. God knows how much courage it took her to pull off this effect!

"I'll see which door is so short-sighted, and I'll tear it down another day and use it as firewood!"

Yan Mingsheng kept hooking his lips and smiling lightly, as if he was very happy, pounding herbs in his hands, making a fine powder and sprinkling them on the gauze.

Ye Fu frowned, this operation is very formal! Not what I wanted!

Ye Fu covered his head: "Ah, my head hurts, it hurts!" ”

Hurry up and use the magic powder to relieve my pain! Ye Fu puffed out his eyes, and his eyes strongly signaled Yan Mingsheng.

"Okay, okay, the powder touches it, and it won't hurt soon."

Yan Mingsheng almost gently coaxed Ye Fu.

Ye Fu paused, pulled Yan Mingsheng's hand with wide sleeves, and said seriously: "But I'm really in pain!" ”

"Hmm." Yan Mingsheng responded lightly, the movements in his hands did not stop, carefully wrapped the medicine powder, and gave Ye Fu a circle around his head to cover the wound.

"The injury is not serious, and it will be healed in two days."

Could it be that the injury was too light to use that magic powder? Ye Fu pondered in his heart, his fingers twisted.

Yan Mingsheng looked at Ye Fu lightly, and smiled dotingly: "Prime Minister doesn't want to break it another day?" ”

Huh! How do you know? Ye Fu didn't speak, just used "pure and innocent surprise", and his eyes full of deep meaning exposed everything.

Yan Mingsheng smiled: "Why does the prime minister bother to practice himself? ”

"Then why didn't Boss Yan give me that medicine?" Ye Fu pointed to Yan Mingsheng's arms, probably the location of the medicine.

"This medicine doesn't work for the prime minister."