debt repayment

"Your Highness, get up from the subject."

Song Hui'an was so angry that he staggered up while supporting the cabin. Song Huiming smiled and stretched out his hand to help him. Go to the bow, sit down with your legs covered.

The damn bastard who disrespected him just now smiled, stood up slowly, took the handkerchief from the boat, gathered all the broken porcelain pieces on the cabin floor into the corner of the cabin, finally came to the stern, took a handful of water, Clear the blood on the face.With the moonlight, Song Hui'an could see the wound on his face clearly.

Coincidentally, new wounds piled up with old wounds, and after being washed with water, all the white frost ointment applied to Song Huiming's forehead was washed away, and a light brown scar lay on his full forehead, extending to the left eyebrow bone, to the In the shadows of the eye sockets.Now, in the middle of the light brown scar, another blood hole the size of a copper coin exploded, bleeding like a spring.A faint fishy smell drifted into his nostrils with the wind, washing away some of the smell of alcohol.Although Song Huiming kept wiping away the blood with a veil, there were still a few traces of extremely pale blood on his face. Half of his side face was hidden in the night, but it made him look handsome, with a few traces of unseen traces. Wild and dangerous.

Song Hui'an cleanses the face with water.One person was at the bow and the other was at the stern, the two did not interact, it was actually quiet.

He managed to break free from Song Huiming. He was exhausted long ago, but he was afraid that he would go back on his promises and make trouble again, so he could only force himself to lean against the bow of the boat, staring at the crazy beast just now with great vigilance.

He has not yet recovered from the chill of being slighted by his own brother, and the cold sweat that broke out just now has also turned cold. It is clear that the night wind here is warm and comfortable like a girl's breath, but he feels like falling into an ice cave.

Song Huiming had just torn off the veil he carried with him, and roughly wrapped up the wound on his forehead, when he turned around and saw his pale face and trembling all over, he moved.

Song Hui'an looked at the enemy, pointed at him halfway across the boat, and said in a low voice, "Don't come here!"

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness," Song Huiming said, taking off his outer robe. "Whether it's cold or hot, you're most likely to get sick. Your Highness is frightened, so you better bring some warmth."

He suddenly cast his eyes on the lake in the distance, and said softly: "The palace servants are rowing over, Your Highness."

Song Hui'an remained silent, letting the man put the warm robe with the smell of incense on him, and wrap it up for him carefully and considerately.

He has always looked down on this half-brother who fights with him everywhere and hides a knife in his smile. He has to do it before him so that he won't suffer secretly.Unexpectedly, until the night, he discovered that he knew nothing about this crazy man.

"His Royal Highness, I have something to tell you."

Song Hui'an glared at him, didn't bother to speak, and scolded him badly in his heart.

Don't blame me if you don't know how to praise, don't care about etiquette, and dare to disrespect me...

Song Huiming looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Your Highness, Rong Chen said a truth. Your Highness is dazzling. What I did tonight was definitely not impromptu, but..." He accented the last few words, "Xiao has been thinking about it for a long time."

"Ridiculous!" Song Hui'an was furious and blurted out, "What the hell are you thinking?! Do you know what you're doing?!"

Song Huiming curled the corners of his lips quite indifferently: "Anyway, Your Highness has never regarded me as an elder brother. Since this is the case, I will naturally not talk about the brotherhood that does not exist. Please rest assured, Your Highness, what happened tonight, I will not decide." I will talk nonsense, and please remember, Your Highness, the minister treats His Highness well, not without asking for nothing. Since your Highness accepts it, don’t let him down."

The untimely swearing made his eyes widen for a moment.

"How can you be so rude and unreasonable!"

He was so angry that his chest swelled, but he heard the sound of paddling getting closer. Looking back, he saw the boatman paddling slowly towards them.

He can no longer say words that cannot be explained to outsiders.

"Your Highness is also tired, so let's take a good rest. I will pay my respects to His Highness again when I am not busy with official business."

Seeing the boat approaching them, he couldn't help but help Song Hui'an, put him on the new boat, and said to the boatman: "Just now, the king accidentally spilled the wine and dirty the boat. Your Highness doesn't want to get all wet." Alcohol, you should take His Royal Highness ashore first."

"His Royal Highness, your head...?"

"It's okay, I was hit by a broken wine bottle."

The boatman stopped talking and rowed silently.

Song Hui'an sat at the stern of the boat, only took one look at him, then turned his head away and never looked at him again.It's all because his eyelashes are too long, which makes him unable to see the gorgeous sullenness in his eyes.

Recalling this, Song Huiming sighed again.According to Song Hui'an's temperament, he might be frantically gargling and washing his mouth at this moment, and he couldn't calm down in ten days and a half months.He originally lived outside the palace, and most of the time he entered the palace was to participate in politics, so now he can't easily go in and out of the inner palace.

When we meet next time, what reason should he find?

"Knock down."

A knock on the door interrupted his recollection.

"Master Doctor."

"what happened?"

"The second steward Li of the Zhou Mansion asked for an interview. There was a slight discrepancy in the household registration of the Zhou Mansion. I want to re-report the household registration of the dead patient."

After all, the Zhou family is also a big family, why don't they even know how many people died?

Song Huiming thought it was funny, and asked the clerk outside the door to lead a tall, thin middle-aged man in.

Seeing that the person sitting in front of the case was a handsome young man with a calm demeanor, the middle-aged man immediately widened his eyes slightly.Not surprised by its appearance, but as if seeing an unfamiliar carrot popping out of a familiar pit.

"The grass-roots sees the lord, the lord is very face-to-face, but you are new here?"

"It's the second day since I took office. Please don't say anything, just report the wrong household registration."

"Yes, yes," Second Steward Li took out a stack of written paper from the cloth bag he was carrying with him, and handed it to Song Huiming, "My lord, Cao Min came today to report to change the household of Dou Tongfu, the third steward of the Zhou Mansion."

Where to put the record books and what to record, Song Huiming knew everything by heart.He said "wait a moment" softly, and walked into the warehouse dedicated to archives.

Butler Li Er gave a wink to the little official next to him: "My lord, where is Mr. Huang who is here?"

The little official said: "Lord Huang was unfortunately infected with the epidemic a few days ago, so he went home to recuperate a long time ago. This is Mr. Baomu Baolang who came to replace him. It is true that he has only been on duty for a few days. Master Bao is serious and responsible. Shuang Li, please don't worry about the second housekeeper Li, he will definitely take care of everything."

When His Royal Highness Jian Wang came to the Ministry of Household Affairs, he was extremely humble and low-key, and he didn't see the royal style at all. In order to prevent his colleagues from reacting, His Highness Jian Wang used a false name, and they also used a false name on weekdays. Your Highness is not a difficult person to get close to.

Baomu?Who is this person?

The second butler Li was thinking about this unusual surname secretly, and saw that Song Huiming had moved out of the back room a yellow page booklet that was four or five bricks high, and returned to the front of the case.He carefully placed the record book on the table and slowly opened it.

The Zhou family is a prominent family that has been enshrined since the founding of the Changming Dynasty. There are many slaves, which have been passed down from generation to generation. Those who can be the confidantes of such a big family must also come from a family of loyal slaves.Sure enough, he flipped through the page and found the situation of Dou Tongfu written in black and white on it.

"Three months ago, your mansion reported her missing. Has anyone been found?"

"Returning to my lord, the matter is like this. Three or four months ago, under the order of my master, I took my servants out of Beijing to buy medicines for my lady. Unexpectedly, the third housekeeper did not return for more than a month. My master was worried, so he ordered people to go out of the city. I only found some residues of wooden boxes with the seal of the Zhou Mansion on the bank of the river under the Wansui Cliff in the west of the capital. My master guessed that the three stewards and his party had encountered robbers and encountered an accident. Reported the case, who knew that the plague was rampant in Beijing within a few days, and the capital was closed until a few days ago, which delayed our time to find the third housekeeper. Who knew that the city gate opened a few days ago, and the third housekeeper himself came back!"

Song Huiming's writing hand trembled: "The third steward is really an auspicious person with his own appearance. Has the government confirmed that he is upright?"

"I've confirmed it, I've confirmed it," Second Steward Li turned out a certificate, pointed to the vermilion official seal on it, and said, "Please look, my lord, here is the certificate from the government. The third housekeeper is safe, and the whole house is safe." Don't worry, since this person is still alive and well, we will naturally change his 'disappearance' recorded on the notebook."

Song Huiming looked at it a few more times, but didn't see anything strange, so he swiped a pen and it was done.

"Okay, it has been changed, if there is nothing wrong, please go back."

"Thank you, my lord," Li Er butler smiled, took out another string of jade beads, and stuffed them skillfully into his hands, "My lord has worked so hard, thank you from the master, please accept it."

"It's just a matter of duty, there's no need to stop here." Song Huiming pushed the jade beads back calmly.

"I still have something to do, please go back."

Butler Li Er laughed dryly: "Yes, yes, Caomin will stop bothering you, and leave."

The little official sent him out and took him to the door very considerately.

Song Huiming copied a few more pages of records, looked sideways at the booklet recording the household registrations of everyone in the Zhou Mansion, and felt suspicious.

The household registration in the capital is checked very strictly. In order to prevent rogues from sneaking into the capital, the government's household registration management is extremely strict. Zhou's family has a big business, and it seems that there is no need.

This Dou San housekeeper, who disappeared for three months and came back to life, had better be real.

... who knows.

However, he didn't care about such small actions. After copying some reports and sending the old books on the table back to the warehouse, he was going to follow Mr. Li to inspect the department.

He has always been a very good person in office, and the whole household department can't find any faults.When he was released from the Yamen, he changed into casual clothes, said goodbye to Mr. Li, and rode away.

Because of the plague, not only the night market, but also the Flower Street and Willow Alley were temporarily closed. When he passed by Nanchun Alley, he felt that it was really not easy for such a place of beauty and gold to be deserted tonight.

But seeing the door of a restaurant in front suddenly opened, several government officials yelled, and lifted out a dead body wrapped in a flat rice dumpling, and threw the dead body on a cart covered with a thick layer of dry straw. ,take away.

[The author has something to say: It’s really not orthopedics, it’s really not that I will clarify the truth later]