After three cups in a row, Ye Qing added a cup to himself and drank it all.

Mr. Zai, who was stunned, came back to his senses and sandwiched the green vegetables in his mouth into the bowl in front of him.

He asked solemnly, "But pay tribute to the deceased?" ”

Ye Qing nodded, picked up a green vegetable, and said casually: "In the future, you need to find someone to sell your aphrodisiac." ”

Mr. Zai, whose lips trembled a little, put down his chopsticks, took the wine jug, and poured three glasses of wine on the ground.

"It's a pity, although that man is a philistine, he is a rare drinking friend." Mr. Zai sighed incomparably, and the next moment, he asked nervously, "His family?" ”

Ye Qing, who was chewing green vegetables, trembled, and said in a calm tone: "Ask for more blessings." ”

"Hey!" Mr. Zai didn't say anything anymore, he just felt that this meal tasted like chewing wax.

After filling his stomach, Mr. Zai looked at Ye Qing and asked the question of holding back a meal.

"Your sister and Zhang Weng and Zhang Po ......"

"I'm still alive, I'll arrange it, don't ask, it's not good for you to know more."

Ye Qing walked directly towards the quiet room.

Mr. Zai, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Ye Qing's departing back worriedly, sighed and said:

"If it weren't for the lowly status, Qing Xiaolang would definitely not have these tribulations, and he would definitely live a good life."

Three more ringing.

Ye Qing, who was snoring in an orderly manner, opened his eyes, his eyes were full of vigilance, and he quickly pressed his back against the corner of the wall.

"It's Ben Gongzi, I'm here to talk to you."

Zhang Xiuran's voice came from outside the elegant room.

Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief and walked out calmly.

The night in early spring was slightly cold, but Ye Qing was shirtless and didn't care, leaking out the tendon flesh on his back, and his chest and abdomen that were coated with gold sore medicine and still showed obvious lines.

Zhang Xiuran, who was dressed in dark brocade and secretly embroidered bamboo, was full of wine but not drunk, and his eyes were very clear.

He looked at Ye Qing's undressed figure, slurred his lips, and subconsciously touched his belly, which had turned into a piece due to indulgence, and his eyes flashed a trace of unhappiness.

Silver Fan pointed to the backyard and walked over with Ye Qing.

In front of the stone table in the backyard with a strong medicinal fragrance.

Zhang Xiuran took the lead in sitting on the stone chair and was the first to speak:

"Governor Chen told my son, you chose that path."

"Ben Gongzi asked you one last time, but you have thought about it?"

Ye Qing, who had resolute eyes, nodded.

Zhang Xiuran sighed regretfully, and the silver fan tapped his forehead.

"Hey, although Ben Gongzi gave you the choice, I still think it would be nice if you could follow Ben Gongzi."

Ye Qing, who smiled lightly, said: "According to the current situation of the son, he will definitely not leave Huaiyang in a short time, and if necessary, he will be dispatched." ”

"If Childe returns to Kyoto, I will follow, it will only make Childe more dangerous, right?"

The reason is such a reason, Ye Qing followed him back, once there is a poetry meeting, Zhang Xiuran's showy personality will definitely offend more people.

Zhang Xiuran also knew this, so he had to shake his head regretfully.

Speechless, a moment later.

Zhang Xiuran spoke: "Jiang Nan's wife and children were let go by Zheng Ming, and Shen Shi went out of the city and went south, and my son sent someone to send a hundred taels of silver. ”

Ye Qing, who breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, bowed to Zhang Xiuran: "The son is benevolent and delicate, I thank you for Jiang Nan." ”

Zhang Xiuran, whose face was full of resistance, hurriedly waved his hand, and said angrily: "Thank you for a dead man, this son is unlucky." ”

The undisguised dislike made Ye Qing sigh in his heart.

If it weren't for the poetry and calligraphy of his previous life, even if he was an unattainable official in the eyes of the people, if he hadn't been wearing a purple scarlet, he would definitely not have had the opportunity to sit at the same table and talk with an incomparably noble son like Zhang Xiuran.

What I said before made Zhang Xiuran look at him equally, it was really a bit fantastical.

Glancing at the silent Ye Qing, Zhang Xiuran knew the other party's thoughts.

He didn't care, and he wouldn't care at all, and continued:

"If you want to solve a big case and make meritorious contributions, it must be a homicide case, but do you need the help of my son, pick some easy cases for you, and help you secretly?"

Proactive help?

Surprise appeared in Ye Qing's eyes.

"You are a good seedling, my son really wants to see how far you can go after stepping into the officialdom."

"In addition to drinking, this son is playing with women in Huaiyang City, he is really tired, you are having fun, this son is very interested in it right now."

It was as if he was playing a fun-filled game, which made Zhang Xiuran look at the handsome and gentle face in front of him with great interest, and it was even more handsome under the moonlight.

There was another sentence he didn't say, that is, because of Ye Qing, he was cheated by Chen Yuming, a 'upright' bandit, for 60,000 taels of silver.

He didn't do a lot of throwing 10,000 taels to reward the Oiran of the Qinglou.

But spending so much money on a man, he really can't accept it.

If Ye Qing didn't grow up, and the 60,000 taels of silver were lost, he would really be uncomfortable for a few days.

Therefore, after drinking a meal of 'all guests and guests' at Chen Yuming's house, Zhang Xiuran became more depressed the more he thought about it, so he came to see the man he had spent 60,000 taels to support.

Ye Qing pursed his lips, and after a moment, he shook his head and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, but I haven't been in contact with a criminal case, so I have to hit the south wall to know the way of it, so as not to leave Childe in the future, and I will be at a loss when I encounter the case."

Knowing that he is motivated, this heart is very good, and Zhang Xiuran is satisfied.

Belch!

After a drunken hiccups, a sleepiness appeared on his proud face.

In the next moment, Zhang Xiuran raised his eyebrows and asked, "Zheng Ming has found more people over there to search your family in Qifengfang." ”

"You still don't tell me where they are hiding? Aren't you afraid that they will be found by Zheng Ming first? ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Qing shook his head and refused:

"Gongzi Xie is worried, but everything can be carried out according to the discussion between the two of us in the afternoon."

"If I don't do it, I will be given up by Childe, so it's better to let them continue to hide."

These words made Zhang Xiuran a little dissatisfied, he looked at Ye Qing with disdain, did not speak, got up and walked out.

Ye Qing touched his nose a little embarrassed, after all, people are kind, and he still questioned other people's character.

This kind of boy must be a spit and a nail.

Even if he was given up, Zhang Xiuran promised to keep his family safe, and he would do it.

Anyone will be angry.

Ye Qing hurriedly followed and sent Zhang Xiuran away.

In front of the entrance of the medical hall.

Zhang Xiuran ignored Ye Qing's congratulations and walked away.

At the moment when Ye Qing closed the door, he keenly noticed that a figure flashed in the alley opposite.

He stood behind the closed door and stood motionless for a few breaths before going back to sleep.

In a dark alley.

Zhang Xiuran's attendant San'er buttoned his fingers, then blew away the ash stains, and said with interest:

"This kid is quite keen, and this person cultivated by Childe is really interesting."

……

Just after noon on the second day, Ye Qing, who was lying down after eating, got a message from the doorman of Chen Yuming's mansion, and learned that Xie Qian had something urgent and went north directly.

This news made Ye Qington feel bad, he hadn't given the poem yet, so he left.

"Mr. cub, pen and ink are waiting."

Mr. Zai, who delivered the message, frowned and asked, "Qing Xiaolang, are you literate?" ”

"I can't read, the methods I taught you to deal with wounds, I really met the wandering doctor told me?"

Ye Qing asked Mr. Zai with a smile.

This old Chinese medicine doctor who kindly helped him deal with his injuries in the fight when he was young, and later benefited from Ye Qing and became famous in Huaiyang City, touched his nose a little embarrassed.

Mr. Zai didn't say a word, turned around and walked away quickly, to get a pen and paper.

Not much.

A poem of seven words jumped on the paper.

The expression of the eyebrows, free and easy meaning, so that Mr. Zai took a look, and he felt the heart in the poem, and the spring breeze was proud.

There is also a skinny and skinny body full of spiritual charm, which makes Mr. Zai breathtaking.

He didn't care that the ink was still dry, and he couldn't wait to pick it up and take a closer look.

"Good poetry, good poetry, this is really good poetry, Qing Xiaolang, I didn't expect you to have such skills."

"This word is also excellent, the old man has written a prescription for a lifetime, but he can't write such words."

In the face of Mr. Zai's praise, Ye Qing was very bland.

He said loudly: "Mr. cub, I bother you to run away, find a reliable porter, send this poem to Pingle Fang Drunken Xiang Pavilion, hand it over to Zhang Gongzi, and let him immediately transfer it to Xie Lao." ”

Mr. Zai bowed his head and blew on the paper, intending to dry the ink in the simplest and most convenient way, while walking out quickly.

Just as he was about to step out of the door.

The old Chinese medicine doctor stopped, looked at the blank space on the poem, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Qing Xiaolang, you don't write a name in this poem, and leave your name by the way?" ”

This question made Ye Qing frown.

In the next moment, his expression brightened, and his already handsome and gentle appearance exuded an eye-catching charm.

Mr. Zai said with envy: "If the old man had your handsome appearance back then, a pretty widow from ten miles and eight towns, I am afraid that I would have to fight for who could climb into our bed at night." ”

A strange expression appeared on Ye Qing's face, and he asked curiously, "Why do you just talk about pretty widows, don't you want those pretty and good-looking girls?"

Hey hey, smile.

Mr. Zai, who had a lewd smile on his face, flashed with the pride of 'you kid doesn't understand' in his eyes.

"The old man told you, the widow is good, the widow who keeps chastity, no matter how beautiful I am, I don't huo, the widow who doesn't keep chastity, you don't need to tease, you just come over, and it's fun."

"But how many women who have tasted the joy of fish and water can endure loneliness?"

"As for those yellow flower girls, if they hook up, the old man has to abide by the husband's morality, and he can only be good to her alone."

"So, just keep an eye on the widow."

"Not clingy, not entangled, not duplicated!"

Ye Qing was shocked by Mr. Zai's words, and he gave a heartfelt thumbs up, and praised from the bottom of his heart:

"It has to be you, you really deserve to be an old Chinese medicine doctor."

The smug President Zai, as soon as he raised his smug head, he heard Ye Qing complain:

"You deserve to have no daughter-in-law for the rest of your life, and now you have no one to take care of you when you are old, and you have to cook by yourself."

Suddenly, Mr. Zai drooped his face and glared at Ye Qing angrily.

Taking the paper, Ye Qing took the pen and wrote a few words on the poem.