Zhong Bo helped the man to the bed and stripped him of his clothes to check his injuries. There was a deep cut on his left chest, and the blood was stuck to his clothes, and the flesh was blurred. This kind of wound is familiar to him, Ting Weisi's dragon pattern knife is heavier than ordinary knives, but the blade is extremely thin, and the wound cut out is as deep as the ribs, and no matter how deep this life is, he can't pick it up.

Give him good medicine, change into clean clothes, take the bloody clothes that have been torn off and burn them, and chant while burning: "It's not good to mess with anyone, if you want to provoke the evil gods of the Imperial Guard, it will really make trouble for people......"

The spring in Ling'an is hot and cold, it rained yesterday, and today the spring is bright. In the courtyard of the deep alley, the girl is wearing a light robe, squatting under the eaves of the porch, and is feeding the sparrows with pockmarked seeds. In the newly opened vegetable garden on the south side of the courtyard, the old man was building a shelf for the loofah, chatting with her while he was busy. That scene was like the grandparents and grandchildren chattering about home.

"The young master is good, I went to the street today, and the people of the Tingwei Division are really checking the medical hall and the pharmacy."

The girl said while feeding the birds: "The knife wound on his body is so serious, and the tip of the knife is soaked in poison, if I am a member of the Imperial Guard, I will definitely start from the place where I can get the medicinal materials." ”

The old man made the shelf, took the melon scoop and scooped the water, and went to water the vegetable garden while the sun was still in the middle of the sky, and his tone was leisurely: "If it weren't for the old slave who had a way to go in Ling'an, it would be really difficult to find a few medicinal herbs." ”

The girl bent her eyes: "Uncle Zhong, I am guarding the house, you go to the shop to have a look, it will reopen in the next two days, I am afraid that I will have to be busy." It's time to wake up, I'll see. ”

The old man said: "Okay, the medicine is warm in the kitchen, the young master will bring it over together, be careful of burning your hands." ”

She answered, and walked briskly towards the kitchen.

When the young man who had been asleep for two days awoke his eyes, he saw the girl sitting on a chair beside his bed napping, with a thick book on her lap, birds chirping outside the window, and the pages of the book slightly stirred by the breeze blowing from the half-open window. The girl was born delicate and beautiful, and he was slightly in a trance.

He moved his fingers, and his head felt like a rock. In the past few days, he has been suffering from a high fever, as if he was being scorched by a blazing fire, and at another time as if he had fallen into an ice cave. When I woke up, there was a cold sweat behind me, as if I had walked away from the ghost gate.

His throat strained, but only muffled syllables came out.

Song Ran was pretending to sleep, but after hearing the movement, he opened his eyes and looked at him: "Are you awake?" After speaking, his eyes fell on the book in his hand, and he muttered, "Where do I see...... Oh, Du Branch, Mencius Xu ......"

She muttered a name that made him think the contents of the book were suspicious. I don't know what kind of plot is so fascinating, she gradually looks into God.

He closed his eyes and took care of his internal breath.

For a moment, the room was filled with only the staggered breathing of the two and the quiet sound of turning pages.

By the time she had finally finished reading the rest, his breath had stabilized, and his numb limbs had regained sensation.

She seemed to finally think of him, put the book on her lap, and introduced herself: "My name is Song Ran, a person from Yaozhou, and Zhong Boyue only arrived in Ling'an at the beginning of the month. Don't worry, Uncle Zhong and I are both good people. ”

He avoided her gaze, sat up and leaned back on the bed, and whispered for a long time, "Thank you." ”

His forehead hair is slightly long, almost blocking his eyes, so it feels slightly gloomy.

She looked at him, her eyes were bright: "Lord Shangshu? ”

His figure shook, not nodding, but not denying.

She said again: "Are you Xiao Yan?" ”

Hearing her question a second time, he finally nodded slightly, looking a little uncomfortable. Song Ran glanced at him again, this person seemed to have a silent personality, but he didn't look like a bad person, and his face was a little haggard due to excessive blood loss.

She tried to take a stand so that he could put his mind at ease: "Tingweisi's bastard reputation is well known, you don't have to worry about me betraying you to them." As he spoke, he handed him the medicinal soup on the bedside table, and before he took it, he said seriously, "Uncle Zhong went to buy these medicinal materials, it took a lot of effort, and the silver had to be returned." ”

His hand paused, took the medicine cup, and said, "Okay." ”

With that, he swallowed the medicine in small sips.

Song Ran took advantage of his efforts to drink the medicine and looked at him calmly. The facial features of the person in front of you are dull, and it is not easy to impress people at first sight, but after looking at it for a long time, it is inexplicably pleasing to the eye.

She couldn't imagine how such a person could stand out from the pursuit of the Ting Wei Si a few days ago.

Although she has not seen Xiao Yan, the secretary of Dajing's criminal department, she has treasured his deeds. His grandfather was a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and his father was a scholar of the Mandarin Palace, and he was born in such a family, and his family education was naturally good, he could write poetry at the age of six, and he could write beautiful articles at the age of ten. If it weren't for the fall of his family later, he should be a talented man now.

However, he was also a competitive person, and even when he was a teenager, he did not succumb to depravity, and when she was sixteen years old, he became the youngest champion in Dajing's history.

She said a pity in her heart, and said to the person in front of her: "You can recuperate here until you heal, just leave anything to me and Uncle Zhong." But, don't forget Gou Fugui, you are a scholar, you should understand. ”

He was silent as he solemnly begged for a favor for her.

Although there is not much communication, I feel that this girl is quite short of money.

She said and got up with the name book in her hand: "You finish drinking the medicine and lie down for a while, and I will come to see you again." ”

After that day, Song Ran came to him every day under the guise of accompanying the bed, and came to him to see the name book that Zhong Bo found. He doesn't like to talk, and every day he either sleeps, or sits in bed in a daze, not knowing what to think. She didn't bother him, there was a thick stack of household books, which not only recorded names and positions, but also recorded detailed resumes, and when she read it roughly, his spirit was almost recovered.

In the past few days, the master and servant have treated him as a guest, but he can't accept it calmly, as long as the wanted warrant of the court guard is still there, the capital is not a place to stay for a long time. Now he is in the whirlpool of darkness, the more he struggles, the deeper he sinks, and he can't even affect the old and the young.

After contemplating the way to go for a few days in his mind, when he finally made up his mind, he spoke: "You...... Can you do me a favor? ”

It was the first time in the past few days that he took the initiative to talk to her.

He is a stuffy gourd, and it is rare to open his mouth all day long, even when Uncle Zhong helps him change the dressing, his facial features are distorted in pain, and he will not say a word. Therefore, Song Ran also gave him a nickname: "You don't like to talk so much, I'll call you dumb in the future." ”

Hearing the mute suddenly speak, she couldn't help but reveal a white little face from behind the name book, and her eyes were shining: "What are you busy with?" ”

She's been bored these two days, and she wishes he could find something to do for her.

"Can you ...... Borrow me pen and paper? ”

Song Ran immediately put down the name book, went to the study next door to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and helped him lay it on the table.

He staggered to the table, and soon filled a sheet of paper, presumably with a typed draft. Song Ran raised his cheeks and watched his movements, and commented halfway: "The people who have won the champion don't write very good-looking." ”

His pen paused for a moment.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I know, are you afraid that something will happen halfway and someone will recognize your handwriting, so you deliberately wrote so perfunctory, and you are really careful and admired." ”

His pen paused again, was silent for a moment, and struggled to admit: "...... Where. ”

After he finished writing, he dried the ink, and took out a box from under the pillow and handed it to her: "Together with this letter, send it to Miss Jiang in Yanyulou." ”

The box made of sandalwood is very delicate, and there is a certain amount of weight in the hand, and a faint fragrance hits, and I don't know what it contains.

When he was healing his wounds for the past two days, the master and servant found the box from him, but out of respect for his privacy, they never opened it.

He was wearing Zhong Bo's old clothes, which were a little loose, loose and saggy, and even more depressed.

"Ask for help, but you can't talk like that. You're pathetic, but the etiquette really lacks a bit. ”

Hearing the girl's words, he said calmly: "After the matter is completed, I will give you fifty taels." ”

Song Ran immediately put away the letter and the box: "It's easy to say." It's just that this smoke and rain building, is it the kind of place I want? ”

He nodded in her meaningful eyes.

Yanyulou is located on the bank of the Huanhua River, where the sheng flute is played day and night, the lights are endless, it is a gentle township for men, and a good place for officials and nobles to indulge in sensuality. I heard that many scholars who entered Beijing to take the exam were also here for the first good night after the release of the list. But most of them went in proudly in the spring breeze, tightened their belts and came out, if they were unlucky enough to fall in love with any girl, I am afraid that they would not become an official yet, so they put the fortune of this life in advance.

Before night, the little maids in Yanyu Building were already busy ushering in the send-off, and Wu Wei had just sent away a distinguished guest, and he saw the girl standing in front of the building. She was holding a simple oil-paper umbrella and was squinting her eyes to look up. He followed her gaze, and above his head were three gilded characters of Yanyulou. The words were inscribed by a dignitary, but he felt that she should not have come to admire the nobleman's ink treasure.

"Where is the girl, let's go, don't stand in front of the door."

Wu Wei stepped forward and impatiently drove people away.

But when the little girl turned her head with an umbrella, his tone suddenly softened: "This is the Yanyu Building, a place for men to have fun, what are you a little girl doing here?" ”

Bright-eyed and bright-toothed, she is a beauty.

She replied to him with a smile: "I'm looking for someone." ”

"Looking for someone?" Seeing that there were no other guests to entertain at this time, he took a step closer and asked her, "Who are you looking for?" patted his chest, "I know all the people in this building, but there are rules in the building, I can't take you in easily, but I can help you report it." ”

If it was usual, if there was no reward, he would definitely not take the initiative to take the initiative to get work for himself, but at present, the beauty has forgotten his usual principles.

When she heard this, she smiled and smiled: "That's great, I'm looking for Jiang Lili, Miss Jiang." ”

His face changed after hearing Jiang Lili's name, how could the girl in this building be what she wanted to see. This girl is really here to make trouble.

was thinking about how to send her away tactfully, when she took out a sandalwood box from her sleeve: "Can you help me present this thing to Miss Jiang?" After Miss Jiang saw this, if she still refuses to see me, I will leave. After that, he added, "Little brother, okay?" ”

This sentence of "little brother" made him extremely useful, and he was still hesitating, but when he heard this, he immediately took it: "You wait, I'll go and go back." ”

Song Ran watched his back disappear, and the smile in his eyes was put away little by little. In the midst of the crowds, she pressed her umbrella down and listened intently to the sound of rain overhead......