The officials stopped, their eyes wandering through the crowd. Under their guard, few people have to pay it back?

The previous person counted around, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Doctor Zhai: "Where did that boy go?"

The other accomplices thought for a moment before remembering that when the Holy Hand walked in, there seemed to be a short, thin medicine boy beside him. As for what it looks like, no one seems to remember clearly.

Yan Saburo has always been inconspicuous in the crowd.

He seems to have a special ability to make others ignore his existence.

But this time, the yacha had an order, and he didn't dare to be sloppy, seeing that Doctor Zhai was stunned and didn't react, they took him out and asked again: "Where did the medicine boy who followed you go?"

Doctor Zhai couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore, and looked left and right before saying, "Relieve yourself." ”

"How long have you been there?

Another patrol officer also said, "Why didn't I see it?"

Doctor Zhai said with a strong smile: "Don't worry, go and go back." ”

After another moment, the boy was still nowhere to be seen.

The officer's face was not good, and he divided two people to search around, but when he approached the thatched house in the corner of the courtyard, the door opened, and a boy came out of it, with a basket behind him.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw two officials standing outside staring at him, and he couldn't help but be stunned, his face full of confusion.

Doctor Zhai hurriedly beckoned to him again and again: "Come here, why have you been going for so long, there is a lot of and urine on the lazy donkey!"

Yan Saburo took the water and flushed his hand, and hurriedly walked back to him.

Doctor Zhai took him to the house and sighed, "Miss Shi has gone." ”

Yan Saburo let out an "ah", that surprise was true.

The two yacha watched from behind, and the slight suspicions that had sprung up before were also dissipated.

What's really better with a child?

......

Seven days later, Shi Xinglan was buried.

It also happened that on the same day, Chen Zhonghe was dismissed from his post and his home was convicted of fornicating with a foreign country.

When the news came out, everyone in Cloud City was shocked, only to feel that this reason was really unusual.

There are those who know Chen Zhonghe's personality and past, and they all say that this person will have an accident sooner or later, but they never expected to use this reason to subdue the law. For a time, countless officials enthusiastically reported and reported Chen Tong's bad deeds. Among them, bullying men and women is only a trivial matter.

Shangfeng was liquidated together, and Chen Zhonghe's crime was added by one degree.

He himself was imprisoned, and the male in his family was exiled for 500 miles, and he was not allowed to return to Cloud City for life.

Although the Sand Gathering Realm is in charge of the Xuanmen, the attitude of the superiors towards spies has always been surprisingly consistent.

Yan Saburo walked out of Dr. Zhai's house, and there was an extra pair of silver needles and a few volumes of medical books in the bamboo basket.

He wanted to leave a letter to say goodbye after grinding the last half day of medicine for the old man, but Doctor Zhai stuffed these two things into his bamboo basket in front of him, and only said: "Think about it carefully, this is all the old man's hard work." ”

Yan Saburo was silent, saluted him, picked up the bamboo basket and left.

The courtyard of the Li family, where he had rented for four months, has been retired, and he also went to the stone house to leave a few toys for Qing'er.

Now, he queued up to buy Chitose's favorite sauce beef and salted wine chicken, and stopped by to watch a play on the small street in the south of the city.

Fans will turn over the cards, so what Yuguitang staged today is "Broken Red Face", which won the championship at the Chunning Ceremony.

The protagonist on the stage is not Su Yuyan, and Yan Saburo still looks at it very seriously.

The women around him kept holding silk scarves to wipe their tears, and the men applauded repeatedly. Yan Saburo couldn't understand those righteous and majestic tragic songs of the family and country, but he vaguely understood why Shi Xinglan chose this story to write a new play.

She, like the Empress of Yasukuni, died young.

She, like the Empress Yasukuni, is determined to be unrewarded.

But she was happier than the Empress Yasukuni. The latter died with a full of depression and anger, Shi Xinglan had long expected her final ending, but she hoped to live in her lover's drama and accompany him for the rest of her life.

At the end of the song, people disperse.

Yan Saburo also stood up and went to the thatched house to relieve himself.

Chitose is dirty, and said that he was afraid of a long needle, and he would never follow him at this time. Yan Saburo didn't know where she slipped to play, and was about to start calling, when someone patted him on the shoulder: "San Lang." ”

As soon as he turned around, he saw Su Yuyan.

The celebrity looked haggard, his eyes were deep-set, and he had lost a lot of weight, and the white robe on his body seemed to be a little loose, as if the wind could blow it away.

Su Yuyan smiled at him: "Lan'er left a note for you." She said, if Chen Zhong and Fufa, I must thank you. ”

Yan Saburo took it.

"What did you do, I won't ask more. Su Yuyan said softly, "Just tell me, how can Da En repay?" He didn't know it, but he vaguely understood that the boy in front of him was not simple.

"Not necessarily. Yan Saburo looked him in the eye, "The female gentleman has already paid all the remuneration. ”

Shi Xinglan has already given everything she has.

Su Yuyan was stunned, but he didn't force it, and straightened up: "Okay, if you can use it in the future, you just have to come to me." He reached out and rubbed the boy's head, turned and walked away.

Yan Saburo stood in place, waiting for him to go away before unfolding the note.

Above is Shi Xinglan Qingxiu's font:

"Asura, neither god nor human, neither demon nor ghost, arrogant and warlike, inherently ruthless. He accumulates good fortune but does not cultivate virtue, and he often sees Shura fields everywhere he passes. Chitose is not good, Saburo must be careful. ”

This piece was crumpled, the strokes were weak, and the handwriting was far less neat than usual, it was obvious that Shi Xinglan wrote it by hand when she woke up in the past, and it was hidden until she was dying before handwriting it to Su Yuyan.

Before she died, she remembered it.

Yan Saburo read it carefully twice before tearing up the note and eating it.

As soon as he finished chewing, he saw a white figure trotting along the wall. The familiar whining voice came with the wind: "How can it be so slow? I thought you had fallen in!"

"It's coming. He looked at his white cat, and his apricot eyes were as gentle as water waves, and they were also as ruthless as water waves.

Was the Asura like that?

Chitose was still looking at him: "Have you washed your hands?"

"Washed. He opened the basket.

The cat shook its white fur and jumped into the basket with precision. "Let's go in a big cart this time, it's too sinful to ride a horse. ”

For her, is there a difference between riding a horse and riding a car?

"Of course!" Chitose read his eyes, "The carriage is so spacious, the basket is too small for me to stretch." She scratched her basket, "There's more and more stuff in here!"

Yan Saburo was very simply: "Then hire a carriage." ”

"Don't fight with people. ”

"Okay, don't fight with people. ”

Chitose was strange: "Why are you so generous today?

What kind of logic is this? Yan Saburo didn't understand, but he didn't plan to ask, he only said that his wealth would not be revealed.

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