The Dragon's Families of Mountains and Rivers

After the doctor prescribes the prescription and decocts it, it is already the beginning of Mao.

"Master, it's still early, and there's nothing else to do in the morning. Treat you better, and wait until the afternoon to worship the ancestors."

"It's okay, let's prepare early." This is the first New Year's Eve when he came back after leaving Beijing for many years, and he should also go to visit his ancestor's grave.

"But your body..."

"It's okay, just sweat." He didn't feel anything else last night, but he still had some memories of the heat that made him sweat all over his body.

"...The old slave will call you in an hour. If the heat still hasn't subsided, how about moving the worship to the afternoon?" Although we didn't get along for a long time, we could feel some of his temperament, Yun Nine does not force it.

"Yeah." Yun Wai nodded, removed the pillow behind him, and lay back on the couch, the pillow and quilt were stained with that unique rosin-like breath, which penetrated into his heart and spleen, letting him There was a trance.

"Then you have a good rest."

Yun Jiu carefully tucked the quilt for him, added another quilt, put down the bed curtain, and extinguished the candles in the pavilion. The sky outside was still dark, and it was still some time before dawn.

Yun Jiu asked Yun De to remove the guards from last night, and he was busy arranging the grave sweeping and offering sacrifices.

Before the hour was up, Yun Ghou woke up, and the thick quilt covered him with sweat, making his whole body sticky and sticky.

"Master, are you awake?! Are you feeling better? But there is still some discomfort? The old slave will call the doctor to come and have a look at you again?" Yun De has been guarding the pavilion, when he heard the movement on the couch , hurriedly raised the bed curtain, looked at Yun Yao who was sitting up, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to support him.

"Uncle De?"

It may be because he had a high fever and sweated just now, and his whole body was a little indescribably weak. When Yun Ghou sat up, he felt a little powerless. Seeing this, Yun De quickly took a pillow and put it behind him, supported him and let him lean on it. Lying on the lead pillow.

"Are you feeling better?"

Yunde saw beads of sweat on his master's temples and forehead, and there was no hot water in the house, so he had to take a dry brocade handkerchief and wipe it for him.

"What time is it?" Yun Ghou stretched out his hand to take it, and wiped the cold sweat from his brow.There was some light on the window lattice, but the shadows were sparse and mottled. After more than ten consecutive days, it finally ushered in the clear sky.

"It's not yet Chen's time, you should lie down for a while."

Yunde followed the master's gaze and laughed, "The snow stopped last night, and the sky is sunny today, but the sky is clear and the snow is melting, and today is colder than usual."

"Ah."

"Master, after this year's festival is over, let's go back to the northwest as soon as possible." Yun De poured a glass of water, took the brocade handkerchief in Yun Qing's hand, and handed the glass to him.

"Is Beijing not good?" Seeing Yun De who took good care of him all these years, Yun Wai couldn't help joking.

"What's so good? Master, although your body is not as strong as a cow, you have rarely had headaches in the Northwest these years. It's good now, and you fell ill as soon as you came back. What's so good about it?" Yunde said indignantly .

Yun Wai laughed, that's how it is.

"Uncle De."

"Master." Yunde squatted down and turned on the charcoal fire in the stove, fearing that the little master who was still sick was cold, so he added some new charcoal to the stove.

"This high-quality charcoal is different. It burns without any smoke, unlike the one we burn in the northwest, which can choke people to death." Yunde couldn't help muttering when he turned the charcoal in the stove.

Yun Ghou was about to say something, when he heard his words, he looked along and looked at the charcoal fire in the furnace, a little strangely, "This charcoal?"

Yunde said sullenly, "This is the emperor's order. He also prepared a new set of robes. He said that if you must visit the tomb to pay respects, master, you must be careful not to catch a cold."

"Your Majesty?" Yun Wai was startled, and then took a closer look, and it really was the red Luo Tan used by the palace.

Red Luo charcoal was only used by the emperor in the palace, and it was naturally the best. This charcoal was warm and resistant to burning, and it was gray and white without bursting.This kind of charcoal is not easy to fire, and the power of several state capitals that co-produce charcoal, the annual supply is quite limited.

Apart from the emperor in the palace, even the empress has no role to speak of, let alone other people, but...

He felt a little anxious, and also a little inexplicably out of breath.

"My lord, tell me, what exactly is the emperor planning for when he spends his money like this? Looking for wealth and color?"

"Uncle De..." Hearing Yun De's last sentence, Yun Wei was a little dumbfounded. There is still evidence for the picture, this picture?Where to start?

Yun Wei still doesn't know about this matter, there is a saying in the world that one word makes a lottery.

"Master, let's go, let's go early, let's not stay here in Beijing, people will be infiltrated after this day." Yunde bluffed and yelled, "Let's stop planning, choosing a date is worse than bumping into it, The old slave is going to pack now, after sweeping the tomb and paying homage today, he will be on his way immediately. As he said that, he jumped up and prepared to pack his bags. That action did not seem to be joking at all.

Even Yun Wei didn't realize that Yun De, who was turning his back, had a solemn and ugly face, with anxiety accumulated in his eyes, and there was a faint redness in his pupils.

He only wished that he was thinking too much, thinking too much, and worrying too much!

He had vaguely sensed that something was wrong before. The emperor who was supposed to hold a family banquet in the palace last night suddenly came here in disguise. He knew that he made an exception to stay in the mansion for the new year's worship ceremony today, and this morning it was such a reward... …

He wanted to convince himself that all this was his imagination, but he was afraid!

He can't afford to gamble!

The best way is to leave the capital with the master as soon as possible, and avoid far away to the northwest border!

There is only one Yun Che in the Yun family!There will never be a second!

There must never be a second one!

"Uncle De."

Looking at Yun De who said that the wind is the rain, Yun Wai felt a little helpless, "Uncle De, don't be too busy."

"Not busy? The old slave is busy. Master, please rest and stay still. The old slave will clean up soon. The carriages and horses are all ready-made, and there is no delay in time. Let's go as soon as we say." Turning around, Yun De is again bluffing and heartless.

"Uncle De, let's not say that we haven't played His Majesty yet, I still have something to do, if I leave Beijing now, when will I come back?

"Let's go our way, what is Shangzuo doing?"

"Uncle De, I was called back to Beijing. It is a death penalty for a general who was called to leave Beijing without permission." Yun Gui said helplessly, "If we don't report, we won't be able to get out of Jizhou Mansion, and we will have to be escorted back."

Yunde turned back dejectedly, and sat down on the couch in front of the couch without making a sound.

"Uncle De, you have devoted yourself to taking care of Yun Ghou for many years, and you are still single..."

"Master, what do you want to say!?" Yun De stared at Yun Wei vigilantly and defensively.

"Uncle De, are you three in forty this year?"

"Master, if you want to tell me not to follow you after finding someone to start a family, then don't say it. I will never start a family in this life, and I will follow you in my whole life. This is what I made to the prince and the princess. If you really want to drive this old slave away, then this old slave will apologize to the prince and concubine with death."

Yunde spoke very calmly, every word was like a blood mark.