Tang Dynasty detective

Seeing that Zhen Ziyu's eyes were red, Di Jinghong pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Last night, I really went too far, only later did I realize that Ziyu was in tears, so he just gritted his teeth and stood upright, turning his back to him without saying a word.

At this moment, Di Jinghong could only apologize and criticize, "Ziyu, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I will never do this again in the future, and I will never bother you for more."

Yen Ziyu didn't care if he tried it or not, it would be strange if he could believe what he said now, wouldn't he feel like grass in his heart in a few days?Yen Ziyu only cares about medicine now, "I ask you, what kind of medicine do you go to ask for!" Liu Boen is a warm-hearted person, if he knows that Yen Ziyu is injured, he will definitely come over to ask questions. .

It turned out that Zhen Ziyu was worried about this matter, Di Jinghong said: "I didn't go to Yu Qing to ask for medicine, I saw some under the pillow, so I will help you... use it, and let's... change it again later?" The more Di Jinghong spoke, the lower his voice was. He knew that Zi Yu had a thin skin, so it would definitely be annoying again.

Zhen Ziyu's handsome eyebrows were drawn into a line, and he moved his lips without making a sound.Di Jinghong lowered his head into his arms, waiting for him to lose his temper and throw himself at will.Zhen Ziyu pushed him angrily, but did not hit him, turned over and lay down again.

Di Jinghong poked his head next to his ear, and said softly, "I didn't say anything, they were still awake when I went down the mountain."

Zhen Ziyu covered half of his face with the quilt, and muttered: "What are you doing down the mountain so early in the morning?" You are so courageous and dark, aren't you afraid?

Di Jinghong said: "I'm going to buy porridge for you. Didn't you say that the tofu porridge from Old Chen's family is delicious last time? I'll help you get up and wipe your face, and you can rest after eating. Anyway, there is no class today."

After Di Jinghong finished speaking, he tried to support him, and Zhen Ziyu stood up. For some reason, after hearing him put medicine on himself, he seemed to feel less pain. Could it be that he deliberately pampered himself?Yen Ziyu felt that he couldn't, he was not the kind of person who would be arrogant because of his favor, absolutely, yes, no, yes.Just now, most likely because he was so angry with this person that he forgot the pain.

Yen Ziyu said, "Give me the comb."

"Hey~" Di Jinghong happily replied, "I'll come, I'll come." A few days ago when Zhen Ziyu was injured, he always helped to tidy up his hair. Not a single strand of hair is sloppy, and the hair is neatly arranged.Di Jinghong wiped people's faces, rinsed their mouths, tied their hair, fed them porridge, and flowed freely.Zhen Ziyu wanted to eat by himself, but he firmly refused, so Zhen Ziyu let him go.

After tossing all morning, Yen Ziyu felt that he finally felt at ease.

He pondered that he might really be a little pampered.

Seeing that Zhen Ziyu's face softened, Di Jinghong finally felt a little relieved, but he still didn't dare to relax.He didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief until Zhen Ziyu lay down to rest.Although he breathed a sigh of relief, he still stayed by his side.

Knowing that he was standing behind him, Yen Ziyu muttered with his back turned, "What are you doing standing there foolishly? It's not like I've got some serious illness and need someone to take care of me. I'm going out in broad daylight to find something to do, feed the mice some food." , go out to inquire about the test results, and help me dry the medicinal materials by the way."

Yen Ziyu goes up and down the mountain every day to collect herbs, and when he has some free time, he makes some powder and pills, and feeds them to mice to observe the effect.If the effect is good, Yen Ziyu will record the formula of the medicine and ask Di Jinghong to memorize it.

Di Jinghong has been working a lot lately, and he answered honestly, "Okay, I've scrubbed those porcelain vases as well."

Yen Ziyu was very satisfied with his true attitude.

Not bad.

Very happy.

Zhen Ziyu used various utensils to develop pills and powders, ranging from copper to porcelain. Those utensils had to be cleaned every day, and now it was all Di Jinghong's work.

Zhen Ziyu instructed him, "Okay, be careful, don't hit me."

Di Jinghong said: "Don't worry, I wouldn't dare to smash your treasures even if I smashed myself~ah." Many porcelains were fired by Yen Ziyu himself, their shapes are very strange, and some of them are just a pipe Some of them are shaped like a funnel with a tight cover on them. Di Jinghong knows that these are Ziyu's favorite things. If they are broken, they can't be bought to compensate him. He is very careful every time he wipes them.

Zhen Ziyu muttered again, and said, "You're just talking nonsense, you can still burn things if you smash them, but you smashed them..." Zhen Ziyu swallowed half of the sentence in his stomach.

Di Jinghong wanted to lean forward and ask him, "What if I messed up?"

Zhen Ziyu rolled his eyes at him and said, "If you smash it, no one will harm me."

Di Jinghong: "..." Could it be that he still hasn't calmed down?

Di Jinghong was worrying about how to continue coaxing people, Zhen Ziyu turned around and said: "When I get better, let's rebuild that small kiln and build a bigger one. What kind of porcelain do you want? Let me know." I can do it for you."

Di Jinghong was delighted again, "Really?" Recently, for some reason, Ziyu is happy when he is happy, annoyed when Ziyu is annoyed, wants to laugh when Ziyu smiles at him, and dare not speak when Ziyu is dull .Ziyu's every move and every word and deed are pulling his heart.

Zhen Ziyu nodded.

Di Jinghong felt that Ziyu was his man, and he was Ziyu's man even more.

Now these porcelains are made by Zhen Ziyu imitating the glass utensils in Jin Jiuqi's laboratory. Zhen Ziyu has played with those glass ones, and there are scales engraved on them. Naturally, it is much easier to use for experiments than porcelain. It's a pity Jin Jiuqi didn't let him go in and out of the laboratory at will. Jin Jiuqi said that the potions in those bottles were extremely dangerous, and this was the only thing Yen Ziyu had quarreled with several times, but he refused to let go.

Sometimes when Yen Ziyu made a fuss, Jin Jiuqi said in a perfunctory way, my Ziyu is so handsome, if acid is splashed on his face and his face is disfigured, who will I talk to for reasoning, maybe he will go to France to find my professor theory?

If Yen Ziyu still insisted on throwing people out at night, Jin Jiuqi coaxed him with some traditional Chinese medicine and taught him how to make powders and pills. Jin Jiuqi's logic was that the things of our ancestors were the safest, so it would be appropriate to coax his wife but.Jin Jiuqi not only taught Zhen Ziyu how to make medicine powder and pills, but also taught him how to make spices. After the teaching, he would use it on Zhen Ziyu, and he had to hold someone down to check the results that night.

Zhen Ziyu was a little annoyed, he didn't pester Brother Jiu to ask how to make glass, now he can only make porcelain.

Yen Ziyu knows how to burn porcelain, and all the large and small decorations in the house are made by him himself. Every time Brother Nine eats with that exquisite porcelain bowl, he beats Wei Luo, "Wei Luo, you have to thank our family Yu, if you didn't have Ziyu's ingenuity, how could you eat so carefully?" At this time, Wei Luo would probably mutter, "When did the third brother become your family, and you didn't get hired?" The man in front of Ziyu didn't dare to get angry, Wei Luo knew best when to hit him.

Speaking of porcelain firing, Zhen Ziyu has a lot of experience. His main job is to study ancient calligraphy and painting, but his favorite side job is firing porcelain.Zhen Ziyu was handsome since he was a child, and his mother was afraid that he would go out and cause trouble, so she kept him at home all day and was not allowed to go out, she was more strict than a lady.That's not to mention, his mother didn't allow him to laugh casually, and asked him to keep a straight face all the time, and he really stopped laughing over time.

If it wasn't for Jin Jiuqi's tricks, he might never laugh again in his life.Yen Ziyu, who didn't smile, lived his life in a boring way. After his mother passed away, he spent his days in the mansion like years.

He was really bored, so he wanted to tinker with some porcelain, but the Zhen family started out selling antiques, and it was expressly forbidden for any Zhen family to make counterfeit products, and they were not allowed to burn new porcelain.Zhen Ziyu had no choice but to save some money secretly, and bought a house in the southern suburbs of Beiping. The house was usually empty, with a yard of pigeons. Zhen Ziyu occasionally went to the house to make bricks and burn porcelain in his free time.

Thinking of that house, it was another trouble. Once Jin Jiuqi chased a thief and smashed all the things he worked so hard to burn. He was so angry that he chased him and beat him.Jin Jiuqi was a rascal, he stayed in the house and didn't leave. In the end, Yen Ziyu's temper was worn out by his hard work, and he asked him for the first time in the house.

It really hurt that time.

But for some reason, when Yen Ziyu recalled it, he had already forgotten the piercing pain, and only remembered the sweetness of that person whispering in his ear. Perhaps, he just had a temperament that only remembers eating but not beating. , If you recognize that person, you will be him for the rest of your life.

In this kind of matter, Yen Ziyu doesn't know what a master is like, he has a thin face, so naturally he wouldn't ask others about it, but he knew that Jin Jiuqi must be a master, and he couldn't refuse no matter what That person, no matter how hard he struggles, will fall, isn't he a master.

Not to mention anything else, let's just talk about the house in the southern suburbs. Yen Ziyu was really coaxed by him to mess around with him everywhere, on the roof at night in summer, by the stove in the daytime in winter, in the woods in spring, and in autumn. In the grass.

Jin Jiuqi's favorite place turned out to be the ladder, and he didn't forget to put a soft cushion on it when he got down on the ground. The slope of the ladder was just comfortable for both of them. At first, Zi Yu was naturally unwilling. There is a yard full of pigeons, but Jin Jiuqi said that it was chosen here because of a yard full of pigeons.

Jin Jiuqi's fallacy is that pigeons also have cubs, how can they do it if you don't teach them?

That person was the most shameless, Zhen Ziyu couldn't help but let him go, when the two of them were together, the pigeons cooed, Zhen Ziyu was about to collapse, but Jin Jiuqi became more energetic.Later, Zhen Ziyu had a psychological shadow, and felt that the eyes of those pigeons looked at him changed, so the job of feeding the pigeons was handed over to Jin Jiuqi, and Zhen Ziyu really didn't have the face to feed those birds anymore.

Besides ladders, Jin Jiuqi's second favorite thing is... Zhen Ziyu's face is burning when he thinks about it.

Yen Ziyu lay in bed thinking wildly all morning, thinking about that person, wanting to go home.

I was homesick and couldn't help crying.

Di Jinghong finally came back from work, if he didn't come back, Zhen Ziyu would go crazy.

Zhen Ziyu is not someone who can't control himself, nor does he have to think about those things, but today he suddenly doesn't want to control himself. He is the most reserved person, and sometimes he wants to indulge a little bit.

Di Jinghong entered the door with joy, and spoke in a confident voice. When he called the name "Zi Yu", the ending sound rose unconsciously, "Zi Yu, good news, good news, we all passed the exam. Yu Qing and Bo En also Passed."

Yen Ziyu said, "An announcement has been made?" Could it be another prying gossip?

Di Jinghong put his hands on his waist, looking like a gangster, "Not yet, the list will be published in two days at the earliest. I secretly asked Feng Anran, the old man was hiding in the study alone and secretly drinking, I caught him straight Hey, Guanlan bans alcohol, the dean should set an example, he was afraid that I would publicize it, so he told me honestly."

Zhen Ziyu pursed his lips and smiled, it seemed that he had really passed the exam, otherwise, the dean would not have happily made an exception and drank some wine.

He also said that he was not his own son, but Zhen Ziyu felt that this son seemed to be closer than his own son.