"Ouch, you tap!"

Hu Sanhai trembled and gave him medicine, and his hands trembled again when he heard his call, and suddenly the cotton stained with medicinal wine stabbed his scars.

Ji Xingyan gasped and glared at him viciously. Hu Sanhai was about to cry: "The slave didn't mean it. ”

Hu Sanhai's hand became lighter, and he asked in a low voice while giving medicine to the Eighth Prince: "Master, you don't pay attention to them on weekdays, what's wrong today?" ”

Ji Xingyan thought of that little girl, petite and thin. Her story has long been spread throughout the government and the opposition.

"She doesn't have a father, I have but I don't, she was picked up by the Hou Mansion and suffered in private, why shouldn't I?"

Hu Sanhai was silent.

"We're alike."

Ji Xingyan ranked eighth, although his mother was too favored, she lost her grace early due to lingering illness. The emperor has many heirs, and he has long been lined up in the corner. If it weren't for my grandfather's care, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago.

He said a little lonely, "I want to have a companion." ”

Hu Sanhai felt sorry for him and comforted: "Today, the master has helped the county lord, and the county lord must be grateful to Dade." ”

This is really Hu Sanhai thinking too much, after the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Zhou Taishi went to Chuzhou to take office, early in the morning Yun Zhao was sent to the ten-mile long pavilion by the cold wind, cried, and came back sick. I didn't have time to thank Ji Xingyan at all.

Wang Yanshu took care of her day and night for three days, and the imperial doctor took the pulse and said that the county lord was no longer in danger, and he only needed to recuperate. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and went back to his room and slept for a long time.

Yun Zhao didn't want to sleep, so he sat in the courtyard in a daze with a blanket. On a lonely night, the starry sky dimmed.

"You don't sleep."

A voice came from behind him, Yun Zhao subconsciously shouted, and suddenly covered his mouth: "Don't scream, it's me." ”

The person in front of him is young and immature.

Ji Xingyan let go of his hand, and Yun Zhao wiped his mouth: "Why are you here?" ”

"I heard you're sick, I'll come to see you."

Yun Zhao thanked him obediently: "Thank you." ”

Ji Xingyan raised her hand and touched her forehead, and she subconsciously shrunk her neck.

"It's not burning." He laughed, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

"Don't want to sleep." Yun Zhao sat down, looking empty.

Ji Xingyan sat beside her: "I don't want to sleep either." ”

"Ah Weng said that the palace rules are strict, how did you get out?"

"Sneaking away. When the palace door is unlocked, I will go back. ”

"Oh."

"I came here on purpose, and you're just an 'oh'?"

"I told you thank you."

Ji Xingyan pouted: "They bullied you that day, why didn't you resist?" ”

"I don't want to be beaten."

Ji Xingyan glared at her, but she smiled: "Thank you." Her eyes were crooked into crescents, and her lips were red and her teeth were white.

Ji Xingyan snorted: "You have a conscience." ”

Yun Zhao gathered the blanket and looked at his side face: "Are you sad?" ”

Ji Xingyan turned his head in surprise and sneered: "What nonsense? ”

There was a fog in his eyes, the secret forest, where all his caution was buried. A ray of sunlight suddenly pierced the cold fog and illuminated a corner.

"Don't be sad, Mr. said that you can't help yourself, everything is as you like."

She seemed to see through his heart so easily. Obviously she is still a little doll.

Ji Xingyan stared at her, avoiding her clear eyes. "You know what."

"They bully me, and they bully you. I'll be sad, won't you? ”

"No, it won't."

"Children can't lie."

Ji Xingyan glared at her fiercely. Yun Zhao licked his lips and lowered his head.

"What if I'm sad?" He wasn't sad, he just hadn't been happy since he was three years old.

Yun Zhao raised his head suddenly, smiled and showed two small tiger teeth, his eyes like stars in the sky. Her fleshy little hand patted Ji Xingyan's shoulder.

"It's not sad to have friends."

Ji Xingyan was stunned again.

He took the hand off his shoulder and held it lightly in his hand. For the first time, the hairy boy showed a look called tenderness, but his mouth was merciless: "You just want to be friends with me when you go around in such a big circle, right?" ”

Yun Zhao was punctured, lowered his eyes, and curled up his fingers and shrunk. She has no friends. The children who used to play with her didn't want her.

Ji Xingyan clenched her hand and smiled lightly: "It's good." Azhao. ”

When he was six years old, Yun Zhao and Ji Xingyan played together, went up the tree to dig birds' eggs, and went down to the river to catch toads, and they were as happy as the most ordinary children in Handan City.

The cool river water in summer, the dead leaves falling in autumn, the goose feather snow in winter, and the brilliant flowers in spring. That fleshy little hand once walked through the streets and alleys of Handan together, watching the spring glory and winter withering.

At that time, he was young and had only two sincere hearts.

Yun Zhao touched the fish from the river, and his whole body was soaked, so he ran into the mansion and ran to Wang Yanshu's courtyard in the shocked eyes of the fifth child.

Wang Yanshu was waiting for her, and in the hot summer, he stood in the shadow under the corridor, his face heavy.

Yun Zhao happily ran in, carrying a half-dead fish in his hand.

"Sir! I caught a fish. ”

Her smiling face was put away when she saw Mr. Langshita, and she stopped stiffly, holding the fish in her hand, and she didn't hold it, nor did she drop it.

The sun was setting on her, warm.

Wang Yanshu sighed, walked to the courtyard, and stopped in front of her. She didn't know whether it was water or sweat on her face, and he lifted his sleeve to dry it for her.

Yun Zhao looked at him tightly, trying to find out his expression.

"Went out with the Eighth Prince?"

"Well, Ah Yan and I went to the West River to fish, and I caught a big one." Xu Shi figured out Mr. 's temper, and although he was a little afraid, his tone was still brisk.

Wang Yanshu glanced at the fish in her hand and asked, "Have you finished memorizing today's book?" ”

"I've memorized it all in the morning."

He smiled: "Well, in that case, you will be allowed to eat a fish for lunch." ”

Seeing that his expression was relaxed, Yun Zhao smiled: "Sir, you are so good." ”

Her wet body glued to the gentleman, marking his shirt. Wang Yanshu didn't push her away, and touched her head lovingly: "Zhao'er, when you go out to play in the future, remember to bring someone to protect your safety." ”

"Ah Yan doesn't like crowds." She said subconsciously. Actually, she didn't like it either.

Wang Yanshu didn't say anything more, pinched her face: "Go, hurry up and change your clothes, if you are sick, you are not allowed to leave the house for a long time." ”

Yun Zhao grinned, like a puppy wagging its tail: "Got it." ”

In the afternoon, Yun Zhao practiced the qin for one hour, read the history of the two hours, and went to the ancestral hall alone after dinner.

For more than a year, she seems to have gotten used to not having a father and gossiping, and she rarely comes to the ancestral hall.

Wang Yanshu stood outside the door, looking at the bright candles inside, and the little girl stood in front of the sacrificial table and offered incense.

The Yun family has made meritorious contributions from generation to generation, and the ancestors have been in a single lineage, and the ones listed in the tablet are not too large. However, standing in the hall and looking at it, I still felt solemn and solemn, and I shuddered.

Yun Zhao thought that she had never seen all the people here, her grandfather and grandmother had passed away before her death, and she had not even seen her mother's face. As for the father...... Yun Zhao's eyes swept one by one, Rong Lai Hou made outstanding achievements, and the tablet was enshrined in Fengxian Hall to be worshiped by all the people.

For meritorious service or to find his wife, Yun Zhao didn't know that his father's life and death were not for her.

Her back shrank cowardly, and Wang Yanshu's brows tightened.

Yun Zhao turned around slowly, his eyes touching the corner of the green shirt. She looked up and ran over, "Sir." ”

Wang Yanshu touched her head. Yun Zhao threw himself into his arms, a little sad: "Sir, I don't even remember my father's appearance clearly. ”

Early the next morning, Yun Zhao walked into the study with a yawn, and Wang Yanshu was already waiting for her. Before she could sit down, the husband took her hand and led her into the cubicle.

Yun Zhao rubbed his eyes and looked up. On the south wall, there is another one next to the woman's danqing. Plain pen Danqing, vivid, is the figure of the late Rong Laihou.

Yun Zhao was stunned for a moment, and walked up to take a closer look.

The man in the painting is young and handsome, with a majestic atmosphere and a shallow smile on his solemn face.

"Daddy......"

She looked back at her husband, "Sir, is this what you painted?" ”

Wang Yanshu nodded. She looked back again, tears in her eyes.

"Sir, have you seen your father?" Yun Zhao asked in a choked voice, his eyes lingering on the painting and not looking back.

Wang Yanshu was flustered for a moment. "Well, I had a relationship with Master Hou when I was young."

"Thank you, sir."

This danqing has become the sustenance of Yun Zhao's countless days and nights.

Wang Yanshu came to the Hou Mansion, not only to take care of Yun Zhao and be her teacher, but also to be half a housekeeper and take over all the properties of the Yun family.

The Yun clan has been deeply favored by the emperor over the years, and has been involved in many industries, including some field shops and salt and iron trading. It's easy to say that Wang Yanshu can cope with it.

Salt and iron are the business of the official family, which originally relied on the rise of the Hou Mansion, but now that the Hou Mansion is declining, some people want to get a piece of the pie.

Yun Zhao and Ji Xingyan went out to play. Wang Yanshu is combing tomorrow's homework in the study, he has always been attentive and thoughtful.

The fifth knocked on the door, frowning at the boss.

"Sir, something happened to the Salt Bureau."

On the carriage to South Street, Lao Wu explained the situation: "Our salt stickers are issued by the household department, and they are issued once every three years, and now is the time." There were two miscellaneous pieces from the household department, as well as people from Lin Xihou's mansion, who said that they were going to redistribute the salt posts, and now they have detained the boat at the dock. ”

"Lin Xihou?" Wang Yanshu closed his eyes, "Zhu Jingkun? ”

Lao Wu pouted: "Yes, I sealed the Hou a month ago, and it was not the credit of Cai Qiu and our Hou Ye that I relied on......

Wang Yanshu suddenly opened his eyes, and a touch of seriousness surged in his calm and waveless eyes: "Old Five, don't let Zhao'er hear this." ”

Lao Wu patted his mouth: "Let me talk too much." ”

"Our salt post is due on the tenth day of the first month of next month?"

"Yes, it's still more than twenty days."

Wang Yanshu rubbed his eyebrows, the carriage was stopping, he smoothed the hem of his clothes, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the carriage.

The docks were scorching and damp, and there were shirtless men carrying them around. In the distance, a group of people gathered together in the dark, some wearing military uniforms and some people in coarse cloth undershirts.

They walked over, Lao Wu shouted, the person who was facing the Yun family turned around, and the soldiers gave way.

In the middle of the confrontation between the two sides stood four or five people, two wearing official robes, and the other few were dressed in dark red vermilion clothes with long knives at their waists.

At this time, they all turned around, and the man standing in the middle was thin, with a shrewd face and slender eyebrows.

Wang Yanshu has a green robe and a jade belt, unadorned, and his young and handsome face is a ball of harmony. He first saluted the two men in official uniforms: "Good day, two adults." ”

They only snorted. Only then did Wang Yanshu look at the person in the red clothes: "Presumably you are from the Marquis Lin Xi's mansion." ”

The thin man snorted coldly and arched his hand perfunctorily at him: "The contemptible Zhu Changgui is the housekeeper of Marquis Lin Xi's Mansion. ”

Wang Yanshu smiled lightly: "In Wang Yanshu, the property of the Marquis of Ronglai Mansion is now managed by me." ”

Zhu Changgui sneered: "No, what can she do with a little girl." ”

The fifth child glanced at him fiercely.