Ma Ye

"Can you do it, doctor? He complained all day long that his head hurts, but he still couldn't think of anything." Song Yunxiao was so worried that he suppressed his fear of Xie Mingyang, so he couldn't help asking questions in the station.

"What's the rush?" Xie Mingyang took a sip of tea, "It's only been three days."

"Forget it, I won't bother Dr. Xie to treat him. I don't want to see him rolling around in pain all day." Song Yunxiao said angrily.

"The person who asked me to heal, unless he recovers and leaves, or he will be carried out lying down, do you want to choose the latter?"

"What are you talking about!" Song Yunxiao frowned and stared, "This is the first time I've seen a doctor like you, forcibly seeing a doctor!"

Xie Mingyang cast him a cold look, "Keep making noise, and next time he won't be able to speak again."

"I'm going to find Dr. Xie Yu..." Song Yunxiao choked and turned around to leave.

The person behind said leisurely, "Since you entrust him to me for treatment, you should trust me, otherwise I don't know if something more serious will happen."

Song Yunxiao was dejected, he knew that he shouldn't have agreed that day, and he was afraid that there would be some bad misunderstanding if Xie Yu knew that there was another person seeing Wang Qizhao, so he didn't tell Xie Yu, and thought that person was Xie Yu Senior brother, Xie Yuyi should know, but three days have passed, and every time after acupuncture, Wang Qizhao is rolling on the bed in pain, and he is really a little panicked.

Song Yunxiao went to the door of the west chamber and knocked. Seeing Xie Xunhuan who came to open the door, he narrowed his big eyes and almost knelt down, "Doctor Xie, I am guilty..."

Xie Xunhuan looked puzzled?

Seeing the remorseful expression on the visitor's face, Song Yunxiao invited him into the room anyway, and Song Yunxiao clattered the whole story, bowing his head in aggrieved manner.

"Hmm..." Xie Xunhuan was also a little surprised that the senior brother would go to treat Wang Qizhao. Seeing Song Yunxiao's worried look, he comforted him, "Actually, my senior brother's medical skills are better than mine, so you can rest assured."

"really?"

"Really." Xie Xunhuan nodded, "Since I was a child, I have never had a disease that my senior brother can't cure."

"That's great, but it's too uncomfortable to see my friend suffering every day." Song Yunxiao frowned.

Xie Xunhuan looked at the young man with sincere eyes in front of him, he must also care about Wang Qizhao...

Xie Xunhuan couldn't help but smiled wryly, "It's really nice of you to treat him."

Song Yunxiao quickly waved his hands and said, "No, he is also very good to me."

"He said he didn't want to recover his memory, why do you insist on him recovering his memory?" Xie Xunhuan said.

Song Yunxiao was startled, and asked in confusion, "Don't you want him to recover his memory? He used to be friends with you but forgot you too much, right? I don't want him to hate himself now when he recovers his memory, so the sooner he The better the memory is restored, I think his relatives and friends are waiting for him to go back, if he has something wrong with you now, don't hate him."

After hearing his words, Xie Xunhuan felt a dull pain in his heart. Since when did he need someone to tell him not to hate Wang Qizhao, he smiled desolately, finally let go of the shackles in his heart, and said softly, "He likes you very much. , take good care of him in the future."

Song Yunxiao looked at Doctor Xie's gentle smile and thought he was talking about relying on love, so he lowered his head in embarrassment, "It's hard to say what will happen in the future."

Maybe nothing will happen to him after recovering his memory...

Both of them had something on their minds, and they didn't see anything strange about each other.

After Song Yunxiao left, Xie Xunhuan got up to look for his senior brother, who was still drinking tea in the courtyard, when he saw him frowned and smiled, "Come to Xingshi to question the crime?"

"I know that brother is doing it for my own good." Xie Xunhuan lowered his eyebrows, "But I don't care about the result anymore."

Xie Mingyang turned his face to look at him, "In that case, no matter what the result is, you have to know."

Xie Xunhuan wanted to say something, for example, brother, don't treat him anymore, what if he regains his memory and really doesn't like me?At least I can still have a thought, not a complete failure.

But he couldn't say it, so he turned pale. He didn't want to admit such a result.

The senior brother handed him a cup of steaming tea, "Warm your hands."

Holding the tea, Xie Xunhuan finally couldn't hold back his tears, and the tears fell drop by drop, "It's so uncomfortable..."

Why should I forget me, why should I lose my memory, and why should I entrust the person I like to others.

It wasn't snowing in Jiangning, but it was still very cold, and even the tears became icy cold not long after she shed tears.

Xie Ming watched Xie Xunhuan's eyes turn red from crying, finally sighed, and patted his head comfortingly.

"General Li, there is another group of refugees at the gate of the city, do you want to let them in?"

Li Yichong stayed up all night yesterday, and before he had a long rest, a subordinate came to report.

"Try to see if the other party is really a refugee, and if so, let him in." Li Yichong said.

"I don't think there's enough food in reserve..." the subordinate said in a puzzled way.

"If you don't have enough food, go find it. Is it possible to watch people starve to death in front of us?" Li Yichong said with staring eyes.

"Understood." The subordinate saw that General Li was probably in a bad mood, so he hurriedly accepted the order and went down.

Li Yichong couldn't help but feel sad. It took six days to send the urgent document to Beijing, but there was still no news. The county and county didn't send rescuers. It's probably because the mud bodhisattva crossed the river and he couldn't protect himself. He really wanted to go back. ...Hey, the seventh day after the boss left, I miss him.

Under the city wall of Liyun County, many yellow-faced and emaciated refugees huddled together, tremblingly taking the cold clothes distributed by the officers and soldiers.

When they saw someone bringing steaming food, their weak and weak bodies didn't know where the strength came from, so they would go forward to loot it, and they settled down only when they heard that everyone had a share.

Before the war started, none of them would have thought that they would be displaced, who would have thought that they would have such no dignity, that they would have lived a peaceful and stable life.

County Magistrate Song sighed faintly, "It's so pitiful."

Seeing County Magistrate Song's expression on the verge of crying, Qin Haozhi couldn't help but said, "Would it be a burden to Liyun County if I let them accept refugees in Kaicheng?"

Song Yunxian shook his head, "An official should put the people first, whether they are the people of Liyun County or not, they have an obligation to help them."

"You are a good official," Tan Haozhi said.

County Magistrate Song laughed, and said half-jokingly, "I also think I'm a good official. There are always disasters here, and being an official here is really hard, but I get used to it after working hard. I always think about relying on myself Isn’t it beautiful that the people can live a good life through the power of the people? Back then, Pei County also became prosperous from a barren land under the leadership of Mr. Qin, so the officials admire Mr. Qin very much. Mr. Qin has always been my role model .”

Qin Hao was startled, is he a role model?

After staying in Beijing for almost three years, he actually almost forgot the days when he stayed in Pei County. It was really hard at that time, but he came here.

County magistrate Song looked at the figure like the breeze and moon in front of him, and his heart was pounding. Could it be that his words were too casual and crossed the line?Master Qin remained silent?Although Tan Haozhi talked to him all the time, he was still a little distant.

"I don't know what official I am now." Tan Haozhi pulled a stiff smile, "I always thought that the more power I have, the more people I can help, but it is also far away from the common people, so I will The harder it is to know their true condition."

County Magistrate Song didn't expect Master Tan to say this, scratched his head and said seriously, "Master Qin is my role model, and the path I follow as an official has always followed you. If Sir thinks I'm a good official, then So do you."

After a long pause, Tan Hao said softly, "Thank you."

Somehow, when I talked about this topic, looking at those refugees, my mind drifted back to when he was young, his heart was higher than the sky, and he said that he wanted to change everything and let the people live a better life, but his father slapped him Slapped him in the face, probably because he felt that he was ignorant.

Now the situation is exactly the same as what his father said. It is not easy to turn things around by one person. Look at the uprisings everywhere in Liaoning. He knew Jiang Ning was fraudulent but insisted on coming here. He fell into the trap of others for nothing. How many more lives were killed?How many times has he been used without knowing it?

Tan Haozhi felt that he could no longer hold on... Has he become a sinner?

In the twelfth lunar month, white snow fell from the sky, and the mighty team kept moving towards Liaoning.

"General Zhao, it's getting late, let's set up camp here." The person who spoke was the deputy general of this expedition, and he was well looked after by the regent in the court.

"Yes." Jiang Xingtian nodded.

When he sat down to rest, General Liu An came over with a smile and said he wanted to drink with him, but slipped a note in his hand.

Later, without changing his expression, he walked to a place where there was no one to take a look, and couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

"What did you say!" The queen mother smashed the teacup angrily, "Xie Zheng is dead?"

"Yes." The person who reported the news knelt and did not dare to look up.

Recently, news of the death of the backbone of the Xie family came one after another. The people who came acted like they were going to kill the Xie family, but she still couldn't catch the criminal. Could it be the emperor who did it?

Empress Dowager Xie sneered, "Send someone to investigate, and dig three feet to find the criminal."

"Yes." The visitor nodded, but did not back down, "I still have some news to report."

"Say." Empress Dowager Xie waved her hands irritably.

"My lord Qin... I have bad news, I don't know whether I should tell it or not." After hearing the news, County Magistrate Song hurried to the post station regardless of the dead of night.

Tan Haozhi was still reading the copy, and was a little surprised to see him coming, "You look in a hurry, there must be something urgent, let's talk."

County magistrate Song lowered his head and swallowed, "I just learned that Princess Lingyang encountered a rebel army when she returned to Beijing, and now she is nowhere to be found."

The room suddenly fell into a deathly silence, a candle light lit before the case flickered slightly, and Tan Haozhi's whole body was hidden under the light and shadow, appearing dim.