In-house help system

After much deliberation, Ji Wenliang felt that the palace owner might be afraid that some people would not be convinced if he directly took over the Qiyun Palace, so he let the golden feather go, and started from the wooden feather to stabilize the foundation.

But it doesn’t have to be like this. There are many people who visit Qiyun Palace every year, and many leave for various reasons, and there are piles of medical books to read, so the relationship between disciples is relatively indifferent. Who will be the master of the palace? They didn't care, they were just standing there to set an example.

What's more, when the master left, he said that the one holding the golden feather is the most respected.

Well, there's nothing wrong with being calm.

Put aside your confused thoughts for now.

One day at night, Ji Wenliang tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, simply put on his clothes, lit the oil lamp, and prepared to read to pass the time, but there were only a few books on the table, and he could memorize them backwards. .

After tossing and turning, he suddenly remembered that he once read a book of Strange Tales, which was devoted to the exotic flowers and plants in fairy tales.

This book is not an orthodox medical collection, so it should be at the bottom of the library tower.

He found a cloak and put it on, lit a red lantern and walked out the door.

The distance from the bedroom to the library tower is not close. Fortunately, accompanied by the melodious chirping of insects and the unique fresh fragrance of flowers and plants in the cold wind at night, it is not too lonely.

"Palace Master."

In the middle of the night, he ran to the library tower, and the disciple who watched the night showed surprise, and took the lantern from Ji Wenliang's hand.

"I'm looking for a book."

The bookshelves as high as the ceiling stretched infinitely into the distance, and he walked into the corridor between the two rows of bookshelves.

"What book is the palace looking for?"

Ji Wenliang turned his head and saw the disciple who was watching the night yawning and couldn't open his eyes, so he said, "Go and rest, I'll find it myself."

The disciple sighed, handed the lantern back to Ji Wenliang, walked back as if sleepwalking, and fell asleep on the table.

There are countless medical books in the library tower, and the bottom layer is based on medical classics and theories, so it is also the layer with the largest collection of books. Fortunately, Ji Wenliang comes here often, so he is familiar with it. Looking at the reminder posted on the half of the bookshelf, he stopped at one place.

It should...it should be on the third floor. He moved the ladder standing by the wall and climbed up.

Identify a book by the reddish light of the lantern.

"Wang!"

A dog's bark could be heard clearly, Ji Wenliang was startled, and lowered his head, it turned out that it was a big wolf dog, baring its teeth and yelling at him standing under the ladder!

Where did this dog come from?

He climbed up the ladder. Unexpectedly, the wolfhound was very smart. He put his thick paws on the beam and wanted to climb up.

"Go down!"

Ji Wenliang shook the lantern to hit it.

"Woof! Wang! Wang!" The wolf dog jumped up and bit his clothes, refusing to let go.

With a little effort, the lantern fell to the ground.

Ji Wenliang was startled, "Oops!"There is an open flame in the lantern, if the book on one side is blown by the wind, wouldn't the library be destroyed?

I don't care too much, so I will go down.

But this wolfdog didn't know the current affairs, he pulled the hem of his clothes, staggered, and the ladder fell to the ground when he tilted it.

"what!"

"careful!"

Ji Wenliang originally thought that he would fall hard this time, but the expected pain did not come, and his body was caught by a pair of strong arms.

When I opened my eyes, it was sixteen.

"Is the Palace Master okay?" Sixteen asked with concern.

The two were very close, and Ji Wenliang's nose was full of strange breaths. He panicked and took half a step back. Feeling a little rude, he secretly regretted it, and picked up the lantern on the ground as if nothing had happened.

"No problem."

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

The wolfhound seemed to be frightened just now, and ran away for a long time, but at this moment, it ran back erratically, wagging its tail and barking at Shiliu.

Sixteen narrowed his eyes, "It was this beast that disturbed the Palace Master."

As soon as he lifted his foot, he was about to kick the wolf dog in the waist.

"Hey, don't hit it!"

Ji Wenliang stopped Shiliu, "It's just a dog, it doesn't understand anything, why bother to learn as much as it does."

As if taking advantage of the situation, the wolf dog screamed out.

Ji Wenliang laughed again, "You didn't kick it just now, but it barked happily, which shows that it is still very clever."

He knelt down and beckoned, "Come here."

The wolfdog took a look at Shiliu, wagged its tail flatteringly, and crawled towards Ji Wenliang.

Ji Wenliang touched its head, and it was smooth.

"Is this your dog?"

"It's only been fed a few times."

"Its fur is shiny and thick. You must have fed it well...do you have a name?"

"It's Xiao Hei."

"Xiao Hei..." Ji Wenliang murmured, raised the paw of the wolf dog, and shouted, "Xiao Hei!"

Unexpectedly, the wolf dog didn't appreciate it, he took his paw out of his hand, turned his head and walked away.

"Hey? How did it go?" Ji Wenliang was a little disappointed.

Sixteen glanced at him, took out a piece of dried meat from his bosom, and threw it at the dog.

"Little black."

When the dog was hit, he naturally turned his head around. When he found that it was food, he picked it up with his mouth and chewed vigorously with his teeth bared.

After one piece of jerky was finished, Shiliu took out another piece and called Xiao Hei.

The wolfdog ran over and sat on the ground, looking at the meat, and then at Shiliu.

"You feed it." Sixteen handed the jerky to Ji Wenliang.

"Well... this..." Ji Wenliang wanted to refuse, but the wolf dog looked at him eagerly, so he took it.

Gently lower to the ground.

"Eat."

The jerky is here, and the wolfdog won't go away no matter how much it is touched.

With this dog, the atmosphere between the two of them eased up a lot. Sixteen asked, "Why is the palace master here in the middle of the night?"

Ji Wenliang caressed Xiao Hei's back, and replied: "I can't sleep, I want to find a book."

"What book?"

Ji Wenliang shook his head, "I just remember it's a book of Tales, which records some exotic flowers and herbs."

"Exotic flowers and herbs..." Sixteen pondered for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Palace Master wait a moment."

After searching for a while on a nearby bookshelf, he pulled out a book.

"But this one?"

Ji Wenliang opened it, and said happily, "Exactly, why is it here? I clearly remember it."

"A while ago, a batch of new books entered the library tower, but they haven't been sorted out yet. Many books have been moved. It's normal for the Palace Master not to know."

Ji Wenliang murmured: "So that's the case, thank you."

Now that he had found the book, he put on his hood and wanted to go.

Sixteen stopped him and said, "Palace Master is going back?"

Ji Wenliang nodded, "It's getting late, you still want to work hard here?"

There are many spare tables and chairs in the Zangshu Pavilion, which are used by disciples to study on weekdays.

"It's not hard work." Sixteen shook his head, "I'm here to find a book."

"Then you found it? Want me to help you find it?"

"Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

He faltered, and Ji Wenliang understood instantly, and said ah, "You are also looking for this book? Then...you read it first, I'm just passing the time, any book is fine."

Sixteen refused: "I'm not in a hurry, why don't the palace lord look at it first, and I'll get it from the palace lord some other day?"

"That's okay." This is a good idea.

"The disciple sent the Palace Master back."

"No need," Ji Wenliang hurriedly waved his hands, "If you send me off, wouldn't you have to take a long detour?"

While speaking, the two had already reached the door, Shiliu took the lead to open the door, and a damp cold wind blew.

It's actually drizzling, why didn't there be any warning before?no umbrella...

Sixteen smiled and said, "This time I have to send the Palace Master off."

After all, he picked up the umbrella left at the door and propped it on top of Ji Wenliang's head.

Speechless all the way.

Walking to the door of the bedroom, Ji Wenliang turned his head and showed a faint smile, "Thank you for today."

"The palace master doesn't have to be so polite."

Ji Wenliang nodded at him and was about to leave.

"Palace Master!" Sixteen suddenly stopped him.

Ji Wenliang turned around suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Shiliu stood in the rain holding an umbrella, with the black night behind him.

"The palace master is tired of disciples?"

Ji Wenliang's face suddenly became hot, and he said in embarrassment: "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't been feeling well recently, so I'm in a bad mood."

Sixteen carefully identified his face, and said: "So that's how it is. I woke up from illness that day, and my body was also unwell, so I was a little cold towards the Palace Master, thinking that the Palace Master was angry with me—"

"No," Ji Wenliang was a little embarrassed, "it's normal for a sick person to be in a bad mood, and a doctor can understand it."

"That was my misunderstanding."

He speaks in a gentle manner, and doesn't put anyone in an embarrassing situation. Ji Wenliang is a little grateful, but also a little ashamed.

His gaze swept over the other person's shoulder, and he said in shock, "Your clothes are all wet."

He must have turned the umbrella towards him just now.

Sixteen tilted his head for a glance, and said indifferently: "It's not in the way."

"How can this work? You are just sick, so you can't catch a cold."

He took off his cloak and handed it over.

"If you don't dislike it, just put it on."

Shiliu seemed a little surprised, then smiled and said, "The palace master's clothes are all top-grade, how can the disciple dislike it?"

After finishing speaking, he took the cloak from Ji Wenliang and put it on his body.

"Disciple farewell."

Ji Wenliang nodded to him, "The rainy road is slippery, be careful all the way."

At the beginning, it was still drizzle, like a shy girl with a shy face, stretched out a hand from the umbrella, and she gently swept the palm with the handkerchief, the soft touch brought a gentle cool wind , the wind walked along the skin into the blood, and ran silently to the heart, so the heart was also gently swept by the handkerchief, and there was a burst of itching that could not be grasped.

Suddenly there was a thunderbolt, which shocked Shiliu back to his senses, Yu borrowed strength from the thunder, you united with me, I united with you, kneaded together, formed balls like jade beads, and smashed on the tree like venting anger , on the ground, in the grass, there was a tremor and howling wherever it passed.The wind also changed, and it blew over like a charge, rubbing the wailing sound into the world.

As if being chased by the howling wind, Shiliu ran very fast, stepping on the ground with potholes, which were immediately filled by the desperate rainwater, the potholes were connected in a line, and suddenly stopped at the door.

There are more than a dozen people living in the house, and more than a dozen bodies are lined up on the big bunk, and the sound of snoring can be heard from high to low—they are sleeping soundly, unaware of the wind and rain outside the house.

Squeak.

Sixteen opened a crack in the door and walked through.

As soon as the door was closed, the sound outside the room was cut off with a click, and the room was quiet.

Sixteen took off his cloak, put it between his nose and took a sniff.

A faint medicinal fragrance lingers.

The author has something to say:

I really like Wen Liang...

"Little black."

"Again, I'm not called Xiao Hei!"