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But just as he walked to the door, he saw an equally familiar figure walking out from the inner room, with white teeth and crescent eyebrows, graceful and graceful, walking very carefully with a porcelain bowl in his hand.

"Doctor Qiao?" Qin Ke called softly, knowing that this woman was the female doctor who made great contributions to the treatment of the plague.

"It's you. Long time no see." Qiao Feifan also recognized Qin Ke, smiled slightly, then walked to Zhou Gongjin's side, frowned and said, "Uncle Zhou, I've taken some medicine."

"Hey, good." Zhou Gongjin's eyes lit up when she heard the sound of Qiao Feifan. She didn't know where she had gone before, and she got up and approached Qiao like a big dog wagging its tail in front of Qin Ke. flying fan.

He just glanced at the medicine bowl and said with a bitter face, "It's too hot."

"I've blown it." Qiao Feifan said with some dissatisfaction, "This medicine is supposed to be drunk while it's hot, but it won't work if it's really cold."

"Then blow it up for me again." Zhou Gongjin said with a playful smile, "Anyway, you have already come to help me see a doctor, and a good person will be the end, blow two more breaths, maybe it's because you are such a good doctor. Tone, I'm getting better soon, right?"

"No matter how good a doctor blows out, it's not fairy air." Qiao Feifan rolled his eyes, as if he was a little speechless to this ignorant person in front of him who had already become a high-ranking official.

However, she couldn't stand Zhou Gongjin's soft and hard foam, so she had to give it a few symbolic blows, and handed it over.

Zhou Gongjin raised her hand to pick up the medicine bowl. I don't know if it was unintentional. The palms of the two touched each other for a moment. Qiao Feifan's shoulders trembled suddenly, as if subconsciously trying to dodge, but in the end it was because of the doctor The ethics of not letting go of the medicine bowl caused the hard-boiled medicine to spill on the ground.

Qin Ke looked at the two of them, but there was a bit of strange emotion in his heart, always feeling that something was brewing between the two of them.

Could it be that these two people...

At this time, he saw Zhou Gongjin's hand drooping naturally, and the palm of his hand made a slap-like movement, which was undoubtedly chasing someone away.

Qin Ke grinned, and immediately walked out without looking back.

Now only Zhou Gongjin and Qiao Feifan are left in the whole room, there is tenderness in the silence.

Zhou Gongjin drank the medicine with her head down, feeling Qin Ke's knowledge, while raising her eyes to look at Qiao Feifan, who was pretending to be looking around, feeling extremely proud.

Although his own practice is not as good as Gao Changgong, he still has the realm of a small master. How can such a person get sick so easily?

Damn... If it wasn't for the young master who ran from the south of the city to the north of the city against the cold wind in the middle of the night, and then jumped into the icy river to swim for an hour, I'm afraid there really would be no excuse to invite this girl over...

But what is this medicine, and why is it so bitter?Also, what's with this faint stench?The aftertaste is a little... sour?

Zhou Gongjin drank the concoction in great pain, and most of her complacent mood disappeared. Thinking that she would have several days like this in the future, she felt somewhat regretful.

"The wind is warm and the sun is warm, and spring is full of vibes. I didn't expect that even Mr. Zhou would be unavoidable..." Qin Ke, who was smiling along the way, finally returned to Ning Xin's residence.

Chapter 664 There are visitors outside the door, the house is cold

Jingwu is originally a land of fish and rice. Naturally, a big and fat mandarin fish just caught from the river is indispensable for the reunion dinner. The recipe is also very simple. It is steamed with green onions, ginger and garlic. The meat is tender and has a hint of sweetness.

Qin Ke, Cai Yan, and Ning Xin ate very happily, and there was often a series of laughter when talking. When the fish soup was poured with rice, Qin Ke still felt unsatisfied after eating three bowls.

"It's a pity that Fu'er seems to be caught up in something and can't come, otherwise she must be very happy." Ning Xin said something casually, suddenly stopped her voice, and glanced at Cai Yan.

Of course she knows Zhang Fu's affection for Qin Ke. Zhang Fu came here several times after winter last year and brought her some commonly used things. All along, Ning Xin felt that if Qin Ke wanted to talk about marriage one day, she should is the best candidate.

But now Qin Ke has made his own choice. The girl named Cai Yan in front of her is so beautiful and intelligent, she is not inferior to the beauty of Zhang Fu...

Although Ning Xin thinks that the development of this matter may disappoint Zhang Fu's infatuation, she is Qin Ke's older sister after all, and she must always think about her younger brother.

Qin Ke didn't think too much, just nodded and asked curiously: "What's wrong with Zhang Fu? What's wrong with her?"

Seeing that Cai Yan didn't seem to be showing anything special, Ning Xin replied softly: "It should be that the government asked her to receive someone...it seems to be her fellow countryman."

"Fellow countryman? Qunfang came?" Qin Ke subconsciously thought of Qiao Feifan who made medicine for Zhou Gongjin, but thought that Qiao Feifan had not been in Jingwu for a short time, presumably it was Qunfang who came here again...

But who is it?

Is the "chan'er girl" whom Abu likes coming?

"Let Abu ask himself when the time comes." Qin Ke mumbled, thinking that when he came back this time, he seemed to be inexplicably paying attention to the lifelong affairs of many people.

For example, the Qunfang girl that Abu has in mind, and Zhang Mingqi is going to find that girl to propose marriage today.

Also, in this battle, Sun Qing's bravery and skillful combat left a deep impression on many people, even compared to many veterans, and in the canonization, he also jumped into the rank of Jing Wu who has been promoted over the years The fastest young general.

The previous one was Gao Changgong who was the fastest. From a child of an aristocratic family with no fame, he was directly ordered to be General Jing Wu when he was in danger. This record has not been broken by anyone so far.

After becoming successful and famous, it is natural to start a family and start a career. As Sun Qing is the son of Sun Jian'an, the current censor, the candidate for marriage has already been decided.

"It seems that someone is knocking on the door." Qin Ke's ear moved slightly, stood up and walked to the courtyard, passing the "betrothal gifts" that were still piled up in a mess on the way, thinking that he must find a time to send them to the school office, and then pulled Lower the deadbolt and open the door.

A figure in a strong suit was kneeling in front of the door, with a long ponytail like a waterfall.

"This girl... you... who are you?" Qin Ke only felt that there were too many surprises today, but unexpected things were still happening one after another.

This quack-like woman was carrying an iron umbrella on her back, and she looked quite heroic. She clasped her fists and said with a solemn face: "Little girl Gongsunli, please be clear, Master Xue Guild Master Xue really didn’t know about the armor and weapons in those boxes, I can testify!”

"Are you from the Shuangsha Gang?" Qin Ke supported the door, frowning slightly, "Get up first, if you want to prove it, you can go to the school affairs office, you don't have to come to me..."

However, the woman who claimed to be Gongsunli still knelt on the ground stubbornly, her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned: "Because I still can't produce any real evidence, I just have some clues. Someone will listen to me. If I am caught in prison because of this, I am afraid that I will lose even the last hope."

"Master, please help me!" Gongsunli lowered his head again, his shoulders sank and he said solemnly, "I know you are a good person."

"Good guy?" This high hat didn't make Qin Ke happy, but it was ridiculous, "How do you know I'm a good guy? I didn't kick you out immediately because you came to ask me to do something?"

Gongsunli said calmly: "Young master is naturally a good person, I know very well. When young master broke into Xue's residence, I kept it in secret... I saw with my own eyes that young master had many opportunities to kill, but he always left those people alive. Young master My relatives are deeply imprisoned, but they can still control themselves, and they are by no means the kind of people who regard human life as nothing."

Qin Ke was silent for a while, thinking about it in his heart.

"Get up first, come in and talk about it." At this point, Qin Ke didn't mind helping out, if Xue Gong really didn't know anything, it would be considered a good deed for him to save him.

Anyway, as Zhou Gongjin said, he will definitely be involved in this case, and more clues will never go wrong.

"Thank you, son." Gongsunli heard Qin Ke's tone, probably knowing that Qin Ke had agreed, and was overjoyed in his heart. When he got up, he also held the iron umbrella tightly, "As long as you can help Lord Xue, it will be considered a job." Slaves, you must also repay the son's great kindness."

Qin Ke walked in front, turned around and asked, "For Xue Gong, you want to do this? Is it true that Jianghu gangs are so loyal?"

"It's not loyalty." Gongsunli bit his lips when he thought of his past, "It's kindness. I'm an orphan. If it weren't for Gang Leader Xue, I would have frozen to death in the snow. Now that he has suffered such injustice, I will Even if you risk your life, you must help him out of trouble."

Hearing this sentence, Qin Ke's footsteps stopped, and his body was a little stiff.

"Sir?"

"Ah." Qin Ke relaxed his body, showed a somewhat stiff smile, and said with a haha: "Don't worry, if possible, I will try my best to help you."

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into the night.Sun house.

Exquisite meals are placed on a low chopping board, each of which is just a small dish, including charred dried meat, cooked meatballs, thinly sliced ​​raw fish, ruddy crabs, and six small A plate of vegetables, a bowl of clear and fragrant mutton soup.

In Sun's house, because Sun Zhong always liked to live on the bench, there were not many high tables and chairs in the whole old house for daily use. Most of the time, even Sun Ji'an would sit on his knees and eat.

After eating a piece of raw fish that tasted like vinegar and ginger water, Sun Jian'an, who was wearing a moon-white robe, seemed to think of something, raised his head slightly, and asked the housekeeper, "Where is Qing'er? Where do you eat?"

Regarding this question, the housekeeper seemed a little hard to speak, but finally said in a low voice: "The young master didn't eat any food after he came back today, he went straight to the ancestral hall and never came out again..."

Ancestral hall?

When Sun Qing heard this word, he frowned slightly for a moment. Of course he knew how good the relationship between Sun Qing and Sun Zhong was. Even compared to his biological father, Sun Qing listened to his grandfather more.

After all, Sun Qing was raised by Sun Zhong since he was a child, and he was always busy, so he seldom had a few words with him. It was not until now that he became Doctor Yushi that he relaxed a little.

Probably because of this estrangement, the relationship between father and son of their generation is so embarrassing.

"It's not good to be hungry all the time, let someone send some food over, let's see if he eats." Sun Jianan looked at the food with lowered eyebrows, and said softly.

"Yes. I have arranged for servants to deliver meals twice, but the young master doesn't seem to have moved at all." The butler said cautiously.

He was single-handedly selected by Sun Ji'an. The old housekeeper who served Sun Zhong had retired and went to the old place of the Sun family to enjoy the blessings. Not only that, Sun Ji'an also dismissed many old people from the Sun residence. The servants who came in and out had changed their appearance.

And he is also very clear that although Sun Ji'an looks idle, he is not as easy to serve as Sun Zhong. If he can't figure out his intentions and make some decisions on his own, I am afraid that it will only be a matter of time before he is replaced. matter.

"En." Hearing the butler's answer, Sun Ji'an made a nasal sound, and picked up the bowl again, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally put it down, stood up from the straw mat and walked towards the ancestral hall.

Chapter 665 Father and son dispute, shadow emerges

There are no candles lit in the mourning hall, only grass incense flickers slightly in the censer, and the lingering smoke seems to be some whispering souls, floating next to one piece after another.

Sun Ji'an's eyes fell on the lonely-looking figure, who was sitting on a futon, with a long gun lying across his leg being gently stroked.

"Soldiers should not enter the mourning hall, let alone the murder weapons brought back from the battlefield. The murderous aura is too strong, which will damage the peace and disrespect the ancestors." Sun Jianan looked at the back, but still couldn't say any words of comfort.

"Grandfather has always liked to watch me juggle with guns. When I was a child, he was happy as long as I juggled with guns. He also said that one day when I came back from fighting the enemy, he would teach me to brew rice wine from my hometown..."

The moment the door was opened, Sun Qing knew that it was Sun Jian'an standing at the door, but he didn't want to turn his head, he just caressed the spear and let the candlelight draw his long shadow.

Is it my son after all...

Sun Ji'an deeply felt Sun Qing's stubbornness, but as a father, he still couldn't be too harsh on him after all.

Sighing, Sun Ji'an softened his tone and said, "I heard from my servant that you haven't eaten since you came back. Let's eat first. After you've finished eating, you can stay here with grandpa, so you can do it yourself."

Sun Qing didn't speak.

Sun Ji'an stood still for a while, and gradually a little bit of anger grew in his heart, and he slightly raised his voice: "Are you going to live with the spiritual tablet all your life? My father passed away, but you still have a lot to do in the future, it is Jing Wu... ..."

"He passed away, are you very happy?" Sun Qing suddenly interrupted, but still did not look back, "From now on, there will be no sky above your head, and the entire Sun family will prostrate at your feet, whether it is Those servants who were dismissed by you, or those uncles and brothers..."

Sun Jian'an was really angry: "What kind of bastard are you talking about!"

The corner of Sun Qing's mouth raised, and he turned his back to Sun Ji'an with a contemptuous expression: "Is it a bastard? Mr. Yu Shi, you have been hiding your clumsiness for so many years, and everyone thinks that you are just a person who can do things but has no ambition or even mediocrity. People. Nowadays, if you move like a hidden dragon to ascend to heaven, don’t you feel any pride in your heart? I’m afraid many people in the Sun family have doubts. How can you suddenly become half of the court? How can you lead the gentry to fight against Zhuge Wanling? And you, how many years have you waited for this opportunity? How many years have you waited for Grandpa’s death in order to change course!”

"I'm thinking about the Sun family, and the gentry!" Sun Ji'an's eyes were full of sharp light, and his chest heaved violently in anger, making every word he uttered like a gushing flame, " Father is old, he doesn't know how to lead the nobles to go on, I know! Father doesn't know how to make the nobles truly become a part of Jingwu, I know! Father doesn't know how to advance and retreat with Zhuge Wanling, I know better! "

"The gentry... can no longer just regard themselves as guests of Jingwu as before. If there is profit, they will retreat. If things go on like this, the high-ranking gentry will one day be kicked out of the court by those humble children trained by Zhuge Wanling. Tang! Today’s world is in troubled times. Jingwu, Tang State, Mohist School, and even Canghai, everyone is a fire, and whether it is Zhuge Wanling or us, we are all holding the Jingwu fire forward. The top priority is to ensure that the fire will not go out! Only if the fire is not extinguished, can we gentry continue to occupy a place in the world in the future, do you understand!"

"So that's why your grandpa put medicine in his cup that day?"

"What?" Sun Ji'an restrained his anger with strong restraint, but now he showed a trace of astonishment, and frowned in a dazed way: "What medicine?"

"Master Sun, don't pretend any more. I have specifically checked that there is no candle dragon grass in the medicine that grandpa drinks every day, and in the three days before grandpa left, the medicine that Ping Rong went to the pharmacy happened to be in the prescription that could be picked up. ...But it's just an extra dose of medicine." Sun Qing seemed unable to restrain his emotions, stood up and shouted at Sun Ji'an, "Candle Dragon Grass! A healthy person will only sleep for a few days after eating it, but the body is deteriorating Those who take it, this medicine will suck up the vitality in their bodies like poison. Now grandpa has become a cold tablet, are you satisfied?"

Sun Ji'an's eyes flickered for a while, he didn't understand where Sun Qing's inferences came from. As for Ping Rong... Yes, he is an old servant by his father's side, so sometimes he does get closer to him, but this It was nothing more than the intimacy between the master and his servants. He asked himself that he had never regarded Pingrong as his confidant, and he had no intention of instructing him.

Sun Ji'an explained with a gloomy face: "I have never done such a thing, that is my father, how could I drug him?"

"Can't you do it?" Sun Qing sneered and said, "In order to get to this position, you can push even your uncle to the guillotine, so why are you afraid of putting a death-threatening poison on an old man who is already terminally ill?"

"I sanctioned him because the law of the country does not allow personal affection!" Regarding the cousin who was beheaded for public display for a crime, Sun Ji'an believed that he had done nothing wrong, "But I really..."

However, Sun Qing didn't want to listen anymore, and hissed in a low voice: "Get out! I'm talking to grandpa, you have nothing to do here!"

Naturally, Sun Ji'an's strength couldn't hold back Sun Qing, who had already become a junior master. When the door of the mourning hall was slammed shut, that ruthless force almost hit Sun Ji'an's nose. He took a step back, I could only watch helplessly as the darkness behind the door buried Sun Qing's face full of hatred again...

In the mourning hall, there seemed to be the low sobbing of ghosts.

Sun Ji'an stared blankly at the heavy gate of the mourning hall, and couldn't say anything for a moment. He never thought that the relationship between himself and his son would come to this point.

A few steps away, the housekeeper who was following along the way was lowering his head. He naturally listened to the quarrel between the father and son without saying a word.

If even half a sentence of today's incident spreads out, God knows what kind of huge waves will be set off in the Sun family, no, even in the entire gentry.

However, he still kept his head bowed and submissive, and he was not in a hurry to knelt down to express his loyalty and swear a blood oath at such a time, because he knew that in the Sun family, or in any large noble house like the Sun family, the servants would never There is no need to learn how to speak well, but silence is the only way to survive in the long run.

"Candle Dragon Grass..." Sun Ji'an was not worried that the butler he had chosen would leak out, but Sun Qing's words still made him ponder for a long time, and at last he whispered to the butler while walking on the road: "Go Check the place where Pingrong returned to his old age, and see if he can be brought back for questioning."

"Yes." The housekeeper replied, but then his expression turned pale, "Master, it seems that it is not easy to take it back... After the death of the grandfather, Pingrong also invited him back to his hometown, but he never thought that he would pick him up soon." When I got a letter from his family, saying that he was so sad that he slept through the night and never got up...I didn't think much about it at that time, but now that I think about it..."

Sun Ji'an nodded lightly, without blaming anything: "It's not your fault, and I didn't expect that there is something hidden in this matter."

After thinking for a while, he said again: "Let you investigate this matter, and report back to me immediately when you find out the results. No matter who is involved, don't say anything, let alone make a private decision, understand?"

If there is really something he doesn't know about Sun Zhong's death, then...

He subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Understood. Master, don't worry."

Sun Jian'an took one last look at the closed door of the mourning hall, with many complicated emotions flashing in his eyes, he sighed, and then he only explained the matter of continuing to deliver food to Sun Qing, and then left slowly.

In the mourning hall, Sun Qing sat on the futon and sat silent for a long time. I don't know how many hours passed. Probably at the moment when he heard a bird singing softly outside the door, he raised his eyebrows with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt There is a strangeness.

Opening his eyes, he coldly shifted his gaze to a dark place, and said, "Come out by yourself, don't force me to do it."

The candles ignited almost suddenly, as if haunted by ghosts.

And as the flames gradually brightened, the darkness in the mourning hall was dispelled, and the heavy black mist gradually dissipated, revealing a figure completely covered by a black robe.

Somewhat surprisingly, when the black-robed man spoke, it was a seductive female voice: "Worthy of being the most watched master of the younger generation in Jingwu, such a cultivation level, tsk, it's really scary."

"Who are you?" Sun Qing didn't ask how this person entered the mourning hall with the door tightly closed, but pointed the tip of the spear in his hand at the shadow intentionally or unintentionally.

"You should ask, who are we?"

"We are the fire seed left by the gods in the world, and the guardians who once ruled the world. Our footsteps have been stretching under the curtain that has not changed for thousands of years, and we have never left..."