Jia Huaigang led Fan Dazhi to the backyard, he was still angry, and walked quickly.

Fan Dazhi trotted all the way to barely keep up with him, and Jia Huaigang pushed open a door with a dark face and said, "You want to be confined?" I want to accompany you good brother, right? Go down on your own, as you wish, and you'll be there! After speaking, he nudged Fan Dazhi, closed the door, and turned to leave.

The light in the room was dim, Fan Dazhi looked at the dark steps below, and listened to the ticking sound of water dripping from the stone wall above the steps, which seemed particularly crisp in this gloomy and empty room, like a ghost hidden in the darkness knocking on a life-urging bang.

Fan Dazhi walked down step by step in fear, his legs and stomach trembled involuntarily, and the further down he went, the darker it became.

I don't know how many steps he walked, he touched the cold and damp wall and slowly moved down, and he couldn't see his five fingers around, he became more and more frightened in his heart, and couldn't help shouting loudly: "He An, He An ......"!

The voice came far away in the empty passage, but no one responded, only the mad "He An...... Quiet...... Quiet...... An ......" echoed and fluttered, and Fan Dazhi couldn't help but feel creepy.

He An had been sitting on the cold long stone slab for a day, and when he really couldn't hold on, he didn't dare to rest for too long, because as long as it was more than half an hour, his whole body would be cold.

The kind of cold is simply indescribable, cold to the bone, and can even invade the internal organs, the stomach stimulated by the cold breath inhaled by the nose is faintly painful, the gas from the mouth is also cold, the blood in the whole body seems to be frozen, and breathing becomes difficult.

In this day's time, he has practiced the mental method taught by his uncle many times, and he can only hold on for half an hour at first, but the cold to the bone forces him not to relax. With the passage of time, He An kept refreshing the upper limit of his time to keep out the cold, from half an hour to an hour, and then to an hour and a half, and now he can barely hold on for nearly two hours.

Vaguely, He An seemed to hear someone calling for him, and listened carefully, like Fan Dazhi's voice, he stood up, and Fan Dazhi's trembling voice came from afar.

Fan Dazhi shouted as he walked, he was already timid, groping for a long time in the sometimes empty and sometimes narrow darkness, feeling gloomy and frightened and lonely and helpless, shouting and shouting that he was already crying, only to feel that the road under his feet was too long, and it seemed to lead to the endless dark abyss.

A faint yellow light suddenly lit up in front of him, and he moved towards himself, like a cluster of jumping ghost fires, Fan Dazhi's heart seemed to jump out of the cavity, and He An's voice sounded in time.

"Great ambition! Why are you here too? ”

"I'll come down with you...... Phew...... It's like going to hell, but it's like hell here. ”

He An carried the wind lantern and took Fan Dazhi to the stone house, Fan Dazhi saw that He An's hair and eyebrows were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, thinking that if He An had a beard, he would not become an old man with white eyebrows and white beard at this time, and couldn't help laughing: "Our brothers have always shared weal and woe, I naturally want to accompany you, you have been hungry for a day and haven't eaten, right?" After speaking, he took out a sauce meat bun from his arms and handed it to He An.

He Anxin was warm, took the bun, Fan Dazhi talked triumphantly about how he got in, and couldn't help but shudder before he finished speaking.

He An hurriedly stuffed the last mouthful of buns into his mouth and said: "Hurry up and use the exercises, this ghost place is very abnormal, and if you don't use the luck to fight the cold, you can really freeze people to death, but even if you run the mental method, it is also very slow and sluggish, and it is much more difficult than outside, I stayed here for a day before I touched a little doorway."

Fan Dazhi also began to operate his mind according to his words, and sure enough, as He An said, the true qi was running extremely slowly in the body.

He closed his eyes and carefully recalled: "This is really an evil gate, I visited almost all of the Zhixing Courtyard last night, according to the layout of the Punishment Hall, we have walked for so long, and now our location is ...... It should be in front of His Excellency Zhixing, who lives in the dean of the National Teacher...... Ah...... It's so cold! ”

"Where are we now...... It's not important anymore, it's ...... If you don't have luck, you can really freeze people to death! ”

"Xiao An, we'll stay here all the time, you say...... When we were let out in a few days...... Will it turn into an ice sculpture? ”

"Don't speak...... Concentrate on the ......"

"No...... I'm going to say, you remember...... Before I froze to death...... Turn into an ice sculpture before you ...... Help...... Take my ...... The posture is a little handsome......"

Ding Wenruo finished the first day of school, walked out of the gate of Zhixing Academy in the afterglow of the setting sun, and sat in the black carriage that was responsible for picking up and dropping off at home.

The horse's hooves ticked, accompanied by the creaking of the carriage, through several streets, Ding Wenruo sat in the carriage with one hand supporting his chin, his long eyelashes fluttering, through the carved hollow window, looking at the bustling crowd on the street, he didn't know what to think of, and sighed long.

"Grandpa has been sick for a long time, his condition is good and bad, Dad has been busy recently, sometimes I can't see him all day long, I heard that Senior Brother Fang went to the Lanzhou camp, he is humble and quiet, what can he do when he goes to the barracks. It is said that men are ambitious in all directions, but who cares about the feelings of his daughter's family, that guy always chases after him, although his status is quite noble and his appearance is not bad, but he really can't give birth to a trace of joy when he looks at him, and even ...... And a little bit nasty...... Grandpa loves himself the most, but his old man is not in good health now, and telling him some things will only increase his troubles. He will also make fun of himself kindly, and then stroke the long hair on his forehead dotingly, just like when he was a child...... "Ding Wenruo was thinking wildly, the carriage had turned into Dingding Street, in the deep alley, a few clumps of Xiangfei bamboo leaves withered, and a branch of a loquat tree stretched out on the yellow wall, and the withered yellow leaves fell in the autumn wind.

Ding Wenruo pushed the car window, poked out his head slightly, and saw two big stone lions at the entrance of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she first changed her clothes, went out of the boudoir, and came to the courtyard where her grandfather lived. Walk through the back hall to the middle of the front hall, where a few high corner screens divide it, and in front of it is Grandpa's bedroom.

Ding Wenruo smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance at the end of his nose, and slowly looked inside through the tulle of the screen.

Cheng Ziya, the head of the Zhixing Academy, was treating his grandfather, his grandfather took off his shirt and sat on the couch, and Cheng Ziya was sitting on a futon outside Zhangyu.

There were a few sandalwood sticks lit in the incense burner in the corner, and the imperial doctor named Hua Zhong was sitting not far away, silently pulling his beard, a pair of eyes wandering on his grandfather from time to time, occasionally looking at Cheng Ziya, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the quiet room, a long inhalation sounded, the curtains next to the Bogu shelf fluttered, a few sandalwood sticks in the corner trembled slightly, the red incense head became extraordinarily bright, and ignited rapidly downward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a moment, most of the sandalwood sticks had turned into white curved incense pillars, and the incense burner fell silently and turned into ashes.

Sandalwood rose, Cheng Ziya, who was sitting on the futon, waved his hand, and eight silver needles flew out of the air, and the silver needles accurately submerged into Ding Fengyuan's Liangqiu, Sanli, Quchi, Lieque, Guan Yuan, Qugu, Lung Yu, and Tiantu acupoints, his eyes burst with light, and with a light wave of his hands, eight light purple vitality entered Ding Fengyuan's body along the silver needles.

After about a pillar of incense, Cheng Ziya's right hand was opened, and eight silver needles flew back into his hand.

Ding Fengyuan's face slowly turned from pale to ruddy, Ding Wenruo saw this scene behind the screen, his good-looking Dai eyebrows raised, his apricot eyes covered his small mouth, and for a moment, he tiptoed away.

Ding Fengyuan put on his shirt, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I have a hard time, and I have to make trouble once a month to treat this bad old man for me." The old man actually knows that his crippled body is close to running out of oil, and even if he leaves the west, it is the destiny of heaven, and the end of the day...... It's not worth it. ”

Cheng Ziya stood up and arched his hand and said: "Ding Xiang has done his best, he has worked hard for the country and become ill, the world respects him, Ziya should be like this!" Ding Xiang doesn't need to mind, as long as he recuperates with peace of mind, he will be as healthy as he used to be in the future! ”

Cheng Ziya is burly, with long black hair tied behind his head with a copper hoop, he has a broad forehead, a pair of flat eyebrows and heavy pupils, swallow-jawed tiger beard, wearing a black shirt, looking forward to the majesty.

Cheng Ziya turned his head to the imperial doctor Hua Zhong on the side and said: "This time, I still use the innate crape myrtle qi to regulate Ding Xiang's qi and blood, and I also ask the imperial doctor Hua to take the medicine according to the prescription we prepared in advance, and wait for Ding Xiang to take three pairs, and then make corresponding adjustments."

Hua Zhong's expression was solemn, and he arched his hand and said: "With the help of Prime Minister Cheng Yuan, the medicinal power can be exerted more, although Ding Xiang's condition has not improved, but it has not deteriorated, if it is not so, Your Majesty will be guilty, Hua will have ten heads on a certain item, and I am afraid that I will not be able to bear it!"

His eyes flickered for a moment and he said: "There is a purple sea panche in the prepared prescription, although this thing can dredge and relieve the accumulation of tuberculosis and congestion in the internal organs, but after all, it is a great cold thing, do you want to add a blind aconite, aiming at Ding Xiang's limbs and cold, and qi blockage...... The two are neutralized and complemented ......"

"Imperial Doctor Hua is too worried, although the Zihai panche is cold, it only takes a little half a dollar to enter the medicine, fry it with a martial fire, and then change it to a slow boil, so as to ensure that it is safe." Cheng Ziya interrupted him.

"Uh...... What Cheng Yuanshou said was extremely true, he couldn't imagine that the head of the hospital not only had amazing martial arts, but also had such superb medical skills and pharmacology,...... Cheng Yuan's first wonderful hand is rejuvenated, and it is not much more than the two Xinglin national players today...... Although the Zihai pan car is rare, Hua remembers that there is still a surplus in the medicine warehouse in the palace...... I'll go into the palace and get it later...... Cheng Yuanshou's hand just now flew across the ...... But was it taught by the National Teacher? ”

Cheng Ziya frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed in his heart, this imperial doctor Hua Zhong's medical skills are reasonable, that is, sometimes he likes to inquire about some things that have nothing to do with medical treatment, and he is very interested in some rumors, and even sometimes he can chat with the servant and the old mother in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a long time, Hua Zhong has such a personality and does not know how to advance or retreat, which makes Cheng Ziya, who often comes to the Prime Minister's Mansion, very disliked.

At this moment, Ding Feiyong strode in from outside, and as soon as he saw Cheng Ziya, he warmly thanked him, Ding Wenruo held a cup of tea, walked out of the back hall, and respectfully saluted Cheng Ziya.

"Wen Ruo, how do you feel on the first day of class today? Can the teachers in the school understand what they are teaching? In the future, that blind guy will dare to bully you, remember to tell me, I will personally beat him on the board! Cheng Ziya took the teacup, looked at Ding Wenruo, and said with a smile.

Ding Wenruo smiled slightly and said that it was okay, Mr. Jiao Xi spoke very well, and the classmates were also very friendly, Wenruo was very grateful to the head of the hospital, and worked tirelessly to treat his grandfather every month.

After Cheng Ziya and Hua Zhong left, Ding Fengyuan gradually felt tired, lying on the couch and already asleep, Ding Wenruo went to his father's study and told Ding Feiyong about He An and Fan Dazhi in Zhixing Academy.

Ding Feiyong's brows furrowed when he heard this, stroked his black beard, shook his head and said, "Although your Senior Brother Fang is young, he has always been steady, and he should not be wrong with his eyes, maybe ...... There are still hidden secrets that no one knows, after they are confined, please come back and let me see them! ”