Chapter 293 Conspiracy

Chapter 293

Ran Meiyu looked at Ge Lan's appearance, and really didn't believe that she could hear any good news from her mouth.

"I guess you already know that you have been promised to Choi's Twenty-One Lang." Ge Lan had a faint smile on his face, and said in a light voice, "Is it sad?" Is it hi? ”

Ran Meiyu was asked by her, and her groggy head suddenly understood one thing, although Cui Twenty-one Lang was born in a noble family, but it was far inferior to Xiao Song, Xiao Song was not only born in a noble, but also had a prominent power in the family, and in terms of means, Cui Twenty-one Lang was not as good as him, and in this case, let Ran Meiyu, who was afraid of Ran Meiyu, marry to Chang'an, and live in fear all her life, how dare she ······

Seeing that she understood, Ge Lan couldn't help but smile lightly, "Eighteen Niang is also a smart person, and what the slave wants to tell you today is this good news." After a pause, Golan's slightly neutral voice was extremely soft, "You'll be relieved soon." ”

Ge Lan stretched out her hand and gently covered Ran Meiyu's mouth and nose, and fell into a deep sleep before Ran Meiyu had time to react.

After careful calculation, Ge Lan and Ran Meiyu don't have much grudge, so she won't choose to just give Ran Meiyu a scare like Ran Yan, what she wants is actually simpler, that is, Ran Meiyu's life, that is, Gao's tears and counterattack.

If you want to blame, you can only blame you for the wrong birth!

Ge Lan took out the needle from her sleeve, reached out and turned Ran Meiyu over, ripped open her thin middle coat, and stabbed the needle into the spine of her waist very skillfully.

For this day, she has done countless exercises on herself, using silver needles to find the gaps between her spine, and there are still needle holes on her body that have not yet healed completely. Compared with groping his lower back with his negative hand, his posture at this moment is more handy.

Doing this series of actions, Ge Lan did not hesitate, every time she endured the pain, she would think of her mother's corpse and two lives, think of the downcast appearance of her originally loyal and honest father after being led astray, think of the tragic situation of him being cut off by someone, and think of the apologetic and remorseful eyes when he endured the carbuncle and sold her into a cheap position······ Thinking of a home that was once full of laughter and laughter turned into a dilapidated ruin······ So she won't have a trace of hesitation, a trace of guilt!

If it weren't for the help provided by Ran Yan and the fact that she didn't want to cause trouble for her, Ge Lan would have wanted to stab this needle in front of Gao.

"Gao, I hope you will like my gift." Ge Lan pulled out a needle and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood oozing from Ran Meiyu's waist, until the blood no longer oozes, she took out the ointment to dissolve blood stasis and wiped it near the pinhole, and gently massaged it with the palm of her hand to help absorb it.

Gelan had tried it many times, and naturally knew that if the slightest operation was not done properly, it might cause a small area of bruises near the pinhole, and she didn't want to be found out about it

After the ointment was almost absorbed, Ge Lan carefully wiped the residue with a handkerchief and helped Ran Meiyu put on her clothes, then turned her around, took out a handkerchief, dipped it in water from the copper basin in the corner of the wall, and then helped her sow the residual potion on her face and finally sorted everything out and covered her with a quilt.

When she was sure that there was nothing wrong with the house, she turned off the lights and put them back in their place, quietly withdrew, and went straight to the deck, with a pot of ash she had burned.

In the past half a month, Ge Lan had already figured out the work and rest time of everyone on the ship, and knew that there would be no one on the deck at this moment, so he calmly walked over and sat down next to the charcoal basin that had just burned out, and immediately took out the fire fold and a pile of dark paper from his arms. Put it in a basin and burn it.

Just after the hour passed, the boatman began to change shifts.

During this period of time, Gelan has taken great care of these boatmen along the way, and it is rare for them to sail so comfortably for the first time, so they pity this meticulous and considerate mute girl.

In less than half a cup of tea, several boatmen passed by the deck, gave Ge Lan a strange look, sighed slightly, and continued to return to the room to rest on the same route.

Soon, Steward Wu, who was familiar with Gelan, went to the deck, saw Gelan, paused for a moment, and walked over.

"Singing Blue Girl." Wu said.

Gelan stood up and bowed to him.

Steward Wu looked at the ashes in the basin and said lightly, "The night is cold and windy, if the girl is almost ready to worship, go back to the room to rest early." ”

After all, it is not very auspicious to worship on the boat, and there are many such taboos for people who sail all year round, and Steward Wu looked at the water droplets condensed on the song blue ● under the faint firelight, and his voice was also a lot more gentle, "There are many inconveniences on the road, and when you get to the place, the girl will prepare sacrifices and confess the dead." ”

Ge Lan had never intended to regard this as a serious sacrifice, so after listening to Steward Wu's words, he bowed his head slightly, glanced at him gratefully, and bent down to pack up the things on the deck

In the name of sacrifice, she mainly reminded Gao that she had nothing to do with Ran Yan because of the revenge of killing her father and mother, and she had nothing to do with Ran Yan, so as to divert Gao's close attention to Ran Yan and help Ran Yan safely survive the turmoil of this engagement, and secondly, to fake an alibi evidence for herself, the dust accumulated in this pot is enough to prove that her sacrifice has lasted for a while. If anyone suspects, she has a follow-up move.

Ge Lan didn't believe that the Gao family dared to pull out the hatred of the year, if she really wanted to pull it out, it would be even more heartfelt.

The winter in the south of the Yangtze River has passed, and Ge Lan is swept by the cold of the north, and in the face of the Gao family and the Ran family, she is determined to die together.

Only Ran Yan is the one she doesn't want to hurt······ Therefore, there is a sense of proportion between actions.

There was a faint fog in Chang'an in the early morning, the snow of the earlier days had almost melted, and a shallow layer of frost formed on the dead branches on the roadside, shining in the morning light.

The sound of drums sounded one after another, and the door of the workshop was wide open.

Ran Yan went to Jingshanfang to visit the qi disease patient after lunch in the morning, she and Liu Qingsong had been looking for various qi disease patients and helping them treat them for free, in order to accumulate clinical experience.

The carriage had just gone out of the gate of Anshanfang, but a gorgeous oil-walled incense cart passed by and went to Anshanfang. Ran Yan was sleeping in the car, unconscious.

When he arrived at the gate of Jingshanfang, the carriage stopped at the side of the road, waiting for Liu Qingsong to come. To be honest, since the "snow incident" appeared in the New Year, Ran Yan was 120,000 reluctant to see Liu Qingsong, but she seriously thought about the pros and cons of all aspects, and still gave up her personal face for the time being.

Wanlu craned her neck and waited for about two cups of tea before she saw a slender man riding a donkey slowly coming this way. I waited a long time before I saw the man's face. Only then did Wan Lu retract his body and call Ran Yan, "Lady, lady, Doctor Liu is here." ”

Ran Yan opened his eyes, held the male yellow stone and covered his hands, and got out of the car with the help of Wan Lu.

The sun was shining, but the temperature was lower than on those snowy days, and between breaths, bunches of mist flowers escaped from the lips. Ran Yan had just woken up, feeling a little cold, shivering slightly, clenching the realgar stone in his hand, squinting his eyes at the donkey that was slower than walking not far away, and the "bamboo pole" sitting on it.

"Seventeen Niang has been waiting for a long time!" Liu Qingsong saw that Ran Yan's expression was not very friendly, and immediately explained with a shy face, "Aren't I living in Sang Chen's house now, his family is poor, and his family is surrounded by walls, and this broken donkey is also said to be a means of transportation for Taixue." ”

Ran Yan's face was even more unkind, "You used his donkey, what should he do?" ”

"He's going to be late anyway for a donkey, it's the same with it or not." Liu Qingsong turned over and got off the donkey.

In the Tang Dynasty, the former dynasty was generally a horse used by the aristocracy, and in the Tang Dynasty, riding a horse gradually became common, regardless of whether the top or bottom was high or low, as long as they could afford to buy a horse, they could ride, and the official office would match the horse for the officials, and the doctor of Taixue should also match the horse. Ran Yan also learned a lot of rules during this time, so when he heard Liu Qingsong say this, he thought that someone in Taixue bullied the rabbit, "Isn't it a horse, why did you give him a donkey?" ”

Mentioning this, Liu Qingsong understood the meaning of Ran Yan's words very well, and couldn't help wiping his sweat, "Sang Suiyuan is a doctor appointed by the Holy Lord, who dares to embarrass him?" Originally, it was given a horse, but Mr. Sang said that it was too dangerous to ride a horse, and he wouldn't know it, so he forced the official office to change a donkey. ”

The corners of Ran Yan's eyes jumped, and he said in a flat voice, "I didn't ask." ”

After saying that, he turned around to get into the car, but was stopped by Liu Qingsong, "I won't go into Jingshanfang today." He then approached Ran Yan and said in a low voice, "I heard yesterday that the little princess of Jinyang doesn't seem to be in good health, and the Holy Lord has arrested all the imperial doctors and forced them to come up with a prescription that works······ Spring qi disease is prone to attacks, and it's time for us to shoot. ”

"Isn't it too early? We've only treated four patients, and we're just seeing results, isn't that child's play? "Ran Yan adheres to a rigorous attitude towards both autopsy and medical convenience.

Liu Qingsong waved his hand and said disapprerovingly, "Don't tell me anything about the mission and responsibility of doctors... …··” He looked around and saw that there were no pedestrians around, so he whispered, "Can we twist the thighs of history with our little arms and legs?" The little princess of Jinyang Zhenguan has been in the past twenty-one years, and it is only twelve years now, and the two of us are not quacks, so it is impossible for her to be allowed to die before twenty-one years, and we can only grasp the efforts of these years if we want to build a foundation. ”

No matter where you are, it is true that you can't succeed in a year or two if you want to make a career, Ran Yan deeply agrees, but at the same time, she is also impressed by Liu Qingsong in her heart, although he is unreliable in doing things, but he is not confused.

"Get in the car." Ran Yan said.

The two got into the carriage one after another, and only after Ran Yan sat down did he say, "What you said is not unreasonable, but it is very difficult for us to implement the restraint, the First Palace is not your backyard, it can allow you to come and go freely, we want to be self-sufficient, and we have to have a way; Second, now that the Holy Lord has not been disappointed in the imperial doctors, and the little princess's condition is not particularly dangerous, we will not be too optimistic if we rush forward. ”

Ran Yan saw Liu Qingsong's obscene smile, and immediately said, "I won't ask Xiao Yuezhi." ”

It's not that Ran Yan has a good face, but above the court, the officials perform their duties, and there is no crisis to the point where they need to brainstorm, and Xiao Song, as a waiter in the criminal department, is not very easy to interfere with, otherwise, it is just plain to attract criticism. （。