Impermanent Growth Manual

Bai Zhan was only one step away from going out of the room, but he hesitated and put his feet down, turned his head to look at Meng Qing with a gloomy expression, "Ah Qing, tell Father, what is the relationship between you and Yin Xiu?"

what relationship?

Meng Qing was really taken aback when she heard the words. She lowered her head and looked at the jade porcelain vase in her hand. After thinking for a long time, but there was no result, she just murmured: "I also...don't know."

Xie Bi'an stood aside, "I'm afraid even this kid himself doesn't know what his feelings for Yin Xiu are."

Fan Wujiu nodded in agreement, "Meng Qing's temper is too soft and dull, and the relationship he had with Yin Xiu when he was a child, if he can really keep it to this day, it will be a matter of time before they get together. But in the middle So many things."

Thinking of this, Xie Bi'an also shook his head and sighed, "It's only Yin Xiu's fault that he took every step of the way, but he neglected the changes in the court and the Meng Dynasty... You told me before that there is a secret room in the Yin residence?"

"Yes, it's locked underground, and now only Yin Xiu knows the entrance. The key to open the door is his palm print."

"what is inside?"

"It should be a refuge built by the Yin family, but it seems that no one in the Yin family knows about it except Yin Xiu. It's very empty inside, and only when Yin Xiu moved back recently did he add something to it." Fan Wujiu Knowing everything, Xie Bi'an asked him something, and he said everything in detail.

Here, Bai Zhan had already walked out, and Meng Qing was lying on the bed with the porcelain bottle in her hand curled up into a ball, with a thick quilt covering her head, and she could only see the slight movement when she was breathing.

"Go to the secret room and take a look around." Xie Bi'an signaled Fan Wuhuo to lead the way, and the two walked slowly to the door. The moonlight was bright, and there was only a withered lotus leaf left in the pond.

When he walked to the door, Xie Bi'an looked at the snowflakes gradually falling from the sky, blinked and smiled, "Oh, it's snowing."

Fan Wujiu stopped silently in the courtyard, watching Xie Bi, who was wearing a long coat, standing quietly under the plum blossom tree, with a gentleness on his face that he didn't know.

"The snow scene in the world is always beautiful." The sound of them stepping on the ground was not very loud. Xie Bi'an seemed to like it very much, and every step was very small.

Fan Wujiu walked with him quietly, except for the occasional wind blowing, there seemed to be no other sounds in the world.

In this silence, Fan Wujiu said, "Actually, I don't like winter very much."

Xie Bi'an slightly tilted his head.

"Before you picked me up, I didn't like any season." Fan Wujiu said with a blank expression, "There is always a big difference in temperature between day and night in spring, and many people die just like that. Malaria spreads very quickly in summer." , Even if the food is obtained, it cannot be stored, and the ship will be lost in two hours."

"Autumn." Fan Wujiu squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand from his robe, looked at Xie Bi'an, and said, "In autumn, everything starts to wither, and rice can be stolen from the farmland, but sometimes it will be stolen." The farmer catches it and gets a good beating."

"Not to mention winter. When you met me, I was in that alley. My whole body was covered in chilblains. The wounds were frozen, and I couldn't even bleed out."

Xie Bi'an stopped in place, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

He raised his head slightly, and looked at Fan Wujiu's side that seemed to be dyed with a round of light, "Actually..."

"But now I think any season is good." Fan Wujiu didn't wait for Xie Bi'an to say it, and continued to lead him forward. The voice came from the front, erratic and somewhat unreal, "Even now, listen The sound of you stepping on the snow, I think there is nothing better than this."

The Yin family's secret room is on the bookcase in Yin Xiu's bedroom. There is a vase with an openable lid under it, and a mechanism inside.

Naturally, they didn't need to bother with these things, and went straight through the wall.

Coincidentally, when they arrived, Yin Xiu was also inside.

The winter wind was bitingly cold, and according to what Meng Qing said, now Yin Xiu's eyes are always covered with a long white strip, which is also coated with herbs.

Yin Xiuxiu sat on a soft chair in the corner, seemingly asleep.

What Xie Bi'an saw was that the drawing paper on the wall and the small things on the side were all neatly placed on the cabinet one by one, as if they were cleaned every day.

"Is this Meng Qing?" Xie Bi'an walked up to a painting and asked uncertainly.

The person in the painting is still a very young child, holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand and happily biting. There are two blushes on his cheeks, but he doesn't know whether it is from the cold or from being happy.

Looking to the right one by one, the picture scroll suddenly changed from a teenager to when Meng Qing was thirteen or fourteen years old.

Afterwards, there were also paintings one after another, but without exception, the people in these portraits had no faces.

As if the memory had been terminated, Yin Xiu probably couldn't draw Meng Qing's face anymore.

"Looking at it this way, Yin Xiu's feelings for Meng Qing are really not entirely brotherly." Xie Bi'an looked at them one by one, and the paper of the scroll, from new to old, seemed to have persisted for many years.

The inscription on the first one was drawn when Meng Qing was four years old. After counting them one by one, Meng Qing is sixteen this year, and there are a total of twelve pictures, which happened to be painted for a full 12 years.

"It's really not." Fan Wujiu also leaned over to take a look, and then looked at Xie Bi'an with a guilty conscience. Seeing that he hadn't noticed him, he coughed dryly and said, "When Yin Xiu had nightmares, all he saw was with Meng Meng. When Qing was separated or died, before the Meng family came to Beijing, Yin Xiu still had erotic dreams."

Xie Bi'an rubbed his nose, these two people... are indeed destined but have no part.

"By the way, God Lord Bai Zhan once said that Yin Xiu is the champion of life after life. You may calculate how many lives he has reincarnated?" Xie Bi'an stopped talking about this and asked other questions.

Fan Wujiu frowned and shook his head, "Yin Xiu couldn't see it at all in his past life, and he can only see it in his next life."

Xie Bi'an thought for a while when he heard the words, as if he had thought of something, but was denied by himself in the blink of an eye.

"It's better not to tell Cui Pan about this." Xie Bi'an confessed, and then said: "I think there may be some problems with Yin Xiu's background."

The intellectual soul of the child lost by the emperor's mother-in-law in the early years accounted for more than half of the main body, and was born to be several times smarter than other people, but the old saying goes that wisdom will hurt—that child has only stayed in the underworld for less than 300 years , the soul flies away.

At that time, the emperor and mother-in-law stood at the bridge of Naihe and couldn't help crying for a while, but the souls of people who came and went never saw the trace of the child. Time has passed, although it is no longer so heart-piercing, but I think of it from time to time At that time, the emperor and mother-in-law still couldn't help but feel sad.

It is better to have news than to have no news, and what is terrible is to be happy in vain, which is why Xie Bi'an was careful when he heard that Yin Xiu was the number one scholar for generations.

Fan Wujiu didn't know this, although he was puzzled, he nodded in agreement.

Anyway, Xie Bi'an will tell him sooner or later.Fan Wujiu couldn't help smiling, as if he was a little proud.

With that in mind, the two walked out of the secret room.

Early in the morning, Meng Qing felt in a daze as if she was holding something in her hands, and when she regained her senses, she remembered what it was, and sat up from the bed in surprise.

The sky outside was unusually bright. When I opened the door and saw a gust of cold wind blowing in with snowflakes, I realized that it was actually snowing.

The snow piled up on the road overnight was already very high, and servants with brooms sweeping the snow could be seen everywhere on the road, each with beaming faces.

"Mr. Bai." Lu Wu watched Meng Qing come in with the medicine early in the morning, although he was surprised, he still opened the door and went in to report.

After Meng Qing entered, Lu Wu consciously retreated outside and ordered the servant girl to get the utensils for cooking medicine, but Meng Qing waved her hand to stop her.

"My lord, this medicine is in the form of a pill. It needs to be taken continuously for two months. After two months, I can give you acupuncture to treat your eyes." Meng Qing carefully handed the porcelain bottle in her hand to Yin Xiu.

After Yin Xiu took it, he groped to open it and smelled it. Suddenly, there seemed to be a surge of fresh air into his body, and he felt that his limbs were not so soft in an instant. "What kind of medicine is this?"

"It's just some medicine for washing the marrow and strengthening the body." Meng Qing explained the medicine's properties according to what Bai Zhan told him, and then said: "It's just that the medicine is overbearing. To avoid accidents, it is better for you to drink it with plain water."

Yinxiu has a lot of tea, but he prefers Yinsong tea when he takes medicine.

This is something that very few people know, and even Yin Xiu himself only discovered it after Meng Qing brought it up.

Yin Xiu paused for a moment when he heard the words, and then smiled, "How does Mr. know that Yin likes to use fresh tea?"

Meng Qing was taken aback, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the table, "I saw tea leaves floating in the tea on the young master's table, and the young master also rinsed his mouth with tea during the next few visits."

"Sir, you are careful." Yin Xiu smiled again, put the porcelain bottle away carefully, and said warmly: "Then do as you said, take the medicine with plain water."

Meng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, a relaxed smile appeared on her face, two dimples appeared on her cheeks, and she bowed her eyes before leaving.