diseased bone

The prescription that came from nowhere helped a lot, and the plague in Zhongyang had almost been brought under effective control.The shops that had been silent for a long time finally opened their doors one after another, and the bodies of beggars were no longer seen on Xuanle Avenue. Except for the people who were arrested in the riots a few days ago and were not released, Zhongyang has almost returned to its former appearance.

Su Furong walked briskly through the corridor of Weifu. Since Wei Shuqing listened to her words and moved back to Weifu to recuperate, she has the privilege of entering and leaving Weifu freely, and it is much easier to do things.At noon that day, Wei Shuqing suddenly sent a message to her, asking her to accompany her for lunch.

This is not a rare thing, Su Furong planned to walk through the front yard of the Wei Mansion and head for the main hall.Just as the servants on both sides opened the door of the main hall for her, Su Furong raised her head, just showing a smile, she saw Wei Shuqing in the middle of the main hall and four children from aristocratic families sitting around him.

They must all be descendants of the Wei clan's offshoots. They shrank, obviously terrified of Wei Shuqing, and didn't dare to look up when they saw her coming.

Wei Shuqing had never invited the children of the side branch to eat together, this scene was so weird, for a moment she even thought she had exposed her identity.Su Furong tried her best to restrain her inner emotions, walked over very calmly, sat down on the seat obviously reserved for her opposite Wei Shuqing, and said with a smile: "It's very lively in Duke Wei's mansion today."

"That's right, it's been a long time since I asked them to have dinner together," Wei Shuqing spoke to her very politely, and then reprimanded the four of them, "You have never visited Miss Furong, and you just treat your clan uncle like this A savior?"

"Don't dare, uncle, we just think that you have not recovered yet, and we want to visit you together after you recover." Seeing that the situation is not going well, a member of the Wei family next to him explained eagerly, "Besides, the third and fourth brothers are now I have an official position and I am very busy..."

"Busy about eating, drinking, whoring and gambling?" Wei Shuqing interrupted him, and said coldly, "For the sake of you two, what a joke the Chunzhoutai petition made last year! Fortunately, you violated the official law by not doing business all day long after paying homage to officials. It's completely embarrassing for Wei Shi."

Wei Zhai and Wei Li said submissively: "Uncle, calm down, calm down..."

The reprimand made the four of them break out in cold sweat, and they didn't even dare to speak.Su Furong was sitting opposite Wei Shuqing, feeling extremely embarrassed, but Wei Shuqing sighed, and finally turned to her: "Furong, I called you here today because I have something to discuss with you..."

"Wei Gong just said it." Su Furong had a cute smile on her face. She had been in the world for many years, and she practiced top-notch cheeky kung fu when she saw people talking and talking nonsense.

"You have excellent medical skills, and you are congenial with this old man. I really like you and want you to be part of my family." Wei Shuqing sighed, his tone was kind, like a kind old man, "I wanted to see me Whichever one of the four sons you like, you can marry me, so that you can be with me. But they really don't live up to it, and they don't want to wrong you. After thinking about it, I'm afraid this is the only idea..."

Su Furong gasped and thought in shock, "What? Does he want me to marry him?"

Wei Shuqing looked up at her, his eyes were very sincere: "Miss Furong also said that she had no relatives in her family and only grew up with her master. The old man thought, if the girl doesn't dislike her, why don't you ask your master what you mean and come to Wei's mansion Be me a goddaughter."

Before Su Furong had time to digest the meaning of what he just said, Wei Zhai muttered, "What is Uncle doing? How could he accept a lowly man with an unknown background as his goddaughter? It's going to spread..."

"Shut up!" Wei Shuqing glared at him and said angrily, Wei Zhai hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to speak anymore.Wei Zhong smiled apologetically and said, "Uncle, why did you suddenly come up with this idea? If you feel lonely under your knees, there are many younger sisters of the right age in our Wei clan..."

Wei Shuqing sighed, and his tone suddenly became sentimental: "Zhong'er, your father must have never told you that your aunt left early..."

Wei Zhong hurriedly said: "Yes, my aunt left when I was a teenager, and my uncle loves me very much. Although there are several concubines, they never reunited."

"You also know why auntie went there," Wei Shuqing said solemnly, "If your sister hadn't been lost, your auntie wouldn't be sad and sad to leave so early."

Wei Zhong nodded, and his eyes were a little red: "Auntie is in poor health in middle age, and she worked hard to give birth to a younger sister, but she just doesn't want to..."

"Fu Rong is as old as your sister, and she is sixteen this year," Wei Shuqing interrupted him, and said without hesitation, "she is good-looking, cheerful, and has excellent medical skills. When I look at her, I often think, what if When your sister grows up to this age, she should be the same as her."

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

Wei Zhong choked: "This..."

"I thought about it for a few days before I dared to ask Miss Furong what she means," Wei Shuqing sighed, and said, "The Wei family is a big family after all, and can protect the girl's wealth and safety in her life. I really agree with the girl I want the girl to stay with me as a goddaughter, so that I won’t be lonely when I grow old.”

Wei Shuqing asked earnestly: "I don't know what the girl wants?"

With such an expression, it is easy for people to forget his identity, forget his brutality, usurpation and treason, and just think that he is an old and sad father.

Su Furong shuddered, almost biting her own tongue, but there was a pleasantly surprised smile on her face, she heard herself say: "Since Duke Wei loves you so much, then the folk girl will be disrespectful."

When Chu Shao entered the study again, Zhou Lanmu was still sitting in front of the desk in a daze.

Qi Chu finally sent a letter three days ago, asking him to find a way to hold a grand gathering in the Jinting Imperial City. Just after the plague, nobles from all over the world came to the city to celebrate, which is a good opportunity to do it.

"Master looking for me?" Chu Shao found a chair and sat down beside him.

Zhou Lanmu let out a "huh" and stared at the desk in front of him. On the desk was a piece of clean white rice paper, on which he wrote a few lines hastily.

Chu Shao leaned over to look, only to see that he wrote a few scattered words.

Zhou Lanmu pointed to the words on the paper and said to him: "These days, I have some questions that I can't understand."

Chu Shao didn't say a word, just listened to him continue: "Dingfeng chaos back then, I always thought that Wei Shuqing used the Xuanjian camp, but this is not the case, so where did his soldiers come from? The Heavenly Soldier, the army disappeared without a sound afterward."

"Also... Why did Emperor Qingyuan build the Tomb of Mengtian? Mrs. Chunhua's body was there, and another child's body was found to pretend to be. Where did that child go?"

His face turned pale, and he slapped the table heavily. Chu Shao understood his meaning and couldn't help but wondered: "Young master...does it mean that Mrs. Chunhua's son may not be dead?"

"It's just possible," Zhou Lanmu replied, "Maybe it was really born, and died when it was not too old. The corpse is real, but I think too much."

Chu Shao was silent, and it was only after a while that Zhou Lanmu coughed, took something from the other side of the case, and threw it into his hand: "Forget it, that's why I called you here."

Next, Chu Shao felt that the object was extremely heavy, and he was shocked when he looked carefully: "Zhan Luling?"

Zhou Lanmu covered his mouth and smiled softly: "It's fake, I asked Mr. Gan to do it, does it look like it?"

Chu Shao looked at that sign over and over several times. This sign fell into Qi Lang's or Wei Shuqing's hands after the Dingfeng Rebellion, and it was never given to him again. Now Zhou Lanmu's imitation is very perfect. Even the crack behind the brand is exactly the same.

"You go," Zhou Lanmu leaned on the desk and smiled at him, "It will only be two days at most... Come back when you hear the bell on Chunzhou Terrace in Zhongyang City."

He took two steps closer, put a hand on the other's shoulder, and said softly, "I'll wait for you to come back and save me."

"Brother Qi..."

With a pale face, Feng Shuo poked his head out from the dragon chariot, and called out in a low voice.Qi Lang stopped, walked briskly in front of him, and asked, "Xieyi, what's the matter?"

"Can you come up and sit with me for a while?" Feng Shuo said timidly, "Just for a while, I'm really bored, I want to talk to someone..."

Qi Lang glanced around, handed the horse over to Qin Mu who had been following him, and then jumped onto Feng Shuo's dragon chariot.

The imperial dragon chariot has a very large interior space and is luxuriously decorated. Feng Shuo also wore a dress that he would only wear when meeting important guests.The little emperor nestled in a piece of gold and luxury, but his face was surprisingly pale, as if everything around him was incompatible with him.

No one else was allowed to enter the dragon chariot, even the emperor's close ministers were bound by etiquette, but Qi Lang had the privilege to come and go freely.He sat down next to the little emperor, and his tone was warm and familiar, as if he was coaxing a child: "Excuse me, why do you look so bad, are you uncomfortable?"

"It's uncomfortable," Feng Shuo said in a low voice, "I always feel a headache when I think about tonight's banquet, but it's good that Brother Qi is here."

The familiar and attached tone, coupled with the face that often appeared in his dreams and resembled him, made Qi Lang a little distracted.He coughed, looked away, and said with a smile, "Then what should we talk about so that you won't be bored?"

Feng Shuo seemed to think for a while, then took a flute from his waist, eager to try: "Let me play a piece for Brother Qi, I haven't played for anyone else yet?"

Qi Lang looked at the jade flute in his hand, a little surprised: "Is this what you carry with you?"

"Before the empress passed away, she left me and the emperor one, I like it very much, but the emperor doesn't often take it with me," Feng Shuo said excitedly, "After the empress left, the flutes of me and the emperor It was taught by my mother and concubine when I was young, she is a national player, brother Huang learns quickly, but unfortunately I am too stupid, I can't learn well, brother Qi should not be disgusted."

It was the flute given by his mother, and the tune taught by Mrs. Mei...

Qi Lang replied: "Of course I don't dislike it, but what's the reason for the emperor to play music for his courtiers and spread it?"

"Don't worry about them, noisy, at worst, tell others that Brother Qi played it for me." Feng Shuo was rarely so happy. He put the flute to his mouth, tested the sound, and said to himself, "Brother Huang is actually much better at playing the flute than me, but since he was praised by his concubine, he put the flute aside. Maybe he learned it to prove that he can learn it well. By my side..."

Qi Lang's heart sank, and he nodded unconsciously in agreement: "Then explain it and play a song for me."

There was a little smile on Feng Shuo's lips, he took the flute, cleared his throat, and played "Plum Blossom Falling" leisurely.

"Snow in the calyx at the beginning, it is difficult to draw alone. There is a unique rhyme in the fragrance, and the clearness is extremely cold. Listen to the flute and worry, and see the disease by leaning on the branch..." Qi Lang chanted faintly to the sound of his flute , "Shuo Feng is as good as you know, easy to destroy... This is your name."

"Yeah," that's all, Feng Shuo nodded and said with a smile, "My concubine loves plum blossoms the most in her life, she chose this name for me because she hoped that I..."

He stopped abruptly, and did not continue to speak, and Qi Lang did not continue to ask.After being relatively silent, Feng Shuo looked at the jade flute in his hand, and suddenly stuffed it into Qi Lang's hand.

Qi Lang looked up at him suspiciously: "Xie Yi, what are you doing?"

The author has something to say: I did some research and found that if the nobles of ancient aristocratic families had no children, they would often choose someone from their offspring to adopt them. There were also some high-ranking and influential people who adopted many adopted sons and daughters among the people. , it’s not uncommon to recognize an adopted daughter, well anyway, don’t worry too much about it~

Thanks for the taro cake の mine × 2, boo~

Rebellion Progress: 9/10

Horse loss progress: 3/5