After closing the shop door, Gu Huai, who was doing experiments in the backyard, soon received the news.

calmly thanked the person who sent the letter to Mingyuefang, and then let Xiaohuan who returned to the shop close the doors and windows tightly, picked up the firewood knife placed in the corner of the wall, and Gu Huai, who went out, didn't even look at the men who blocked the door of the shop, and ran straight to Mingyuefang in the east of the city.

This way is naturally unavoidable, for these sudden things, Gu Huai's first reaction is naturally that someone is targeting him, but now that Pu Hong is dead, the matter of the Song Mansion is over, looking at Song Jia's character, if he wants to block himself, he will not take this path, so he is simply a little unlucky.

According to the Qinglou Xiaowu, Nuohai collided with the only son of Zhang Hao, the political envoy of Beiping, the geographical location and political significance of Beiping are extremely special, before the imperial court decided to cut the domain, the military and government affairs were handled by Zhu Di, the king of Yan, but now the garrison has been transferred, and the civil affairs have been moved to the left to serve as the political envoy Zhang Hao's hands, Zhang Hao's son can be so arrogant and domineering in Beiping, and there is some truth in thinking about it.

The shop in Nancheng is not far from Dongcheng, and it won't take long to arrive under the full run, although Gu Huai has not been to Mingyuefang, but he has also passed through a few times, and when he saw the gate of Mingyuefang, a group of people gathered at the entrance of the alley opposite immediately let him know the location of Nuohai.

Aside from the people who were talking in a low voice, Gu Huai saw Nuo Hai in the center at a glance, still wearing the somewhat large plain white scholar's Confucian robe he gave him, lying face down in the sewage, his right leg bent strangely, and his thin body trembled occasionally, looking pitiful.

No one went up to help, and no one wanted to get into such trouble, it seems that the world is cold and people's hearts are not ancient, and it is not only about the future generations.

The onlookers naturally looked at this young scholar with a murderous face with a firewood knife in some surprise, only to see that he lost the firewood knife, quickly approached the young man lying on the ground, and gently brushed away the young man's messy hair, revealing his face full of stains.

"Money... money..."

Seeing that Nuo Hai was beaten like this and still thinking about the money from the sale of those perfumes, Gu Huai patted his face and controlled his gaze not to fall on the bent right leg.

"What's going on?"

Listening to the familiar voice, Nuo Hai seemed to be more awake, and after his pupils focused, he pulled the corner of Gu Huai's clothes, didn't cry or make trouble, just gritted his teeth: "Shopkeeper, they robbed the money!" ”

"I know, it's okay," Gu Huai comforted, "Does it hurt?" ”

This seems to be a little knowingly asked, the young man is already covered in bruises, and his entire right leg is visibly twisted into an unnatural angle with the naked eye, so it doesn't hurt, what is pain?

"No... It doesn't hurt," Nuohai's voice trembled a little, "Shopkeeper, I'm sorry." ”

"Don't apologize, hold on," Gu Huai turned around and squatted down, putting Nuo Hai on his back, "I'll take you to see the doctor." ”

Probably because the thin scholar was a little struggling, an old man still stepped forward to help him, Gu Huai cast a grateful look, and walked out of the crowd with the equally thin Nuohai on his back.

It seems that he still overestimates the humanity of some people.

It's just a piece of clothing, no matter how expensive it is, it is at most a few hundred taels of silver, and it is not a woven gold crown dress worn by His Majesty, he gritted his teeth and couldn't afford it.

After all, he is a somewhat reckless teenager, even if he collides with a nobleman, the young man has already knelt down and apologized, what else do you want?

After losing the money that should be paid, he, the owner, apologized with his buddy, it is best to lower his posture and end this matter as soon as possible, it is best to let the other party not have any grievances, and it is best to have fewer conflicts in this place in Beiping.

On the way here, Gu Huai thought like this, and planned to do this, he only hoped that Nuohai would be smarter, since he had dozens of taels of silver sold by perfume, it would definitely be enough to compensate for it, after all, these dozens of taels of silver were enough for the family's expenses for a year or two, as long as he was not beaten, it was worth it.

But he really didn't expect those people to be so unreasonable, take the money as it is, beat people as it is, and look at the current situation, maybe the money can't reach the hands of the nobles who were hit.

Of course, Zhang Yu's son must not lack this money, maybe he broke one of Nuohai's legs, just because he was in a bad mood today, for a high-ranking and powerful guy like him, a shop guy living in the dust is really cheaper than an ant.

It seems that sometimes this world is really unreasonable.

The young man was very stiff, he didn't make any sound on Gu Huai's back, and his leg shook slightly, and every stroke could make the young man's brows wrinkle a little more.

There are many medical halls in Beiping, and I saw one after walking a short distance, and the elderly doctor took off his coat and went into battle in person, and after groping for a while, he shook his head at Gu Huai.

Gu Huai's heart sank: "Can't catch it?" ”

"It's broken into several pieces, and it rings when you touch it, and this leg is useless."

Wiping the blood off his hands, the old doctor sat down leisurely and let the apprentice serve tea: "But the old man has a secret recipe..."

"Use it directly, I'll give you the money," Gu Huai's face was expressionless, "I only asked if this leg could be restored." ”

"I'm afraid I can't, even if I use the old man's secret recipe, I will have to apply it for two months after the bones, and I will have to fall one high and one low, and I will walk unsteadily."

Hearing that Gu Huai was willing to pay for it, the old doctor was a little enthusiastic, and beckoned the apprentice to also serve Gu Huai tea: "It's not the old man packing the ticket, even if the guests go out to ask, this is all in Beiping, and it is estimated that only the old man can make this young man walk again." ”

Hearing this, Gu Huai was completely dead, he leaned on the back of the chair weakly, and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.

If he hadn't taken Nuohai out of the alley a few days ago, wouldn't Nuohai have become a cripple?

People always think about what happened at the beginning, and what will happen now, and it didn't take long for Gu Huai to know that this emotion was a little too useless, just thinking about what to do now.

Just a moment later, he was a little desperate to find that he couldn't do anything, Zhang Hao's son, could he go to him for revenge? Identity and status are one in the sky and one underground, according to the eyes of the current era, Zhang Yu's son is not going to find trouble with him, and he seems to have to burn incense to celebrate and celebrate one less disaster.

But it's just a lame guy who picked it up, what's there to get revenge on?

If Gu Huai is cooler and thinner, he will throw Nuohai on the street now, let him die in this New Year, and because of this inexplicable disaster and the dozens of taels of silver he lost, no one will say anything.

Such is the universal values of this era, which are both poetic and outrageously cold.

There was a heart-rending wail from behind the curtain, and the pain of the bones was a little thicker than that of a broken leg, and the young man who had just been silent was now like a wounded wolf in the wilderness, which made Gu Huai's eyes even lower.

It seems that any modern person who has not come to ancient times and suffered hardships should be slapped with two big mouths when talking about how good ancient times were, he thought.