Jalang

The place Chonghua went to was only Gongqing, and it was inconvenient for Shixiu to take him with him. It was not safe to stay in Kuanyang, so he could only follow Jiang Mu.

Other than that, there was no better choice, and the two of them had no opinion, so the matter was settled.

Wei Gongqing followed Jiang Mu to the south.

Shixiu left that night. He didn't say hello to Wei Gongqing, but went to Jiang Mu and asked him to take care of him.

Chonghua left after breakfast the next day.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, he carefully wiped the corners of his mouth that were not dirty, and then said to Wei Gongqing, "I'm leaving today."

The Death Mansion has been quite noisy recently, and they all left suddenly. Wei Gongqing is not used to it. Hearing Chonghua say this, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, he would not stay for a few days. After being stunned, Wei Gongqing smiled and asked He said, "Be careful on the road."

His voice became clearer and clearer.

A few more times, it will be completely cured.

But after the showdown, he and Wei Gongqing have become acquaintances.

Chonghua hummed, took a pear from the table, and walked out while wiping it.

He felt that the pears in the death house were very sweet.

……

Only he and a few servants were left in the huge mansion, but Qin Yunshan came before Gongqing could adapt to the suddenly quiet life.

His voice of princess made Wei Gongqing unavoidably lament the impermanence of fate, and he came back after a circle, but he couldn't hide, he said that he simply cleaned up and left with him.

Wei Gongqing doesn't have many things, only a few clothes, and Xiao Hei.

Hearing that he was going to leave, all the servants of the Death Mansion came, and the scene of reluctantly saying goodbye moved Wei Gongqing, and only these people had true feelings for him.

Among them, Steward Mei was the saddest.

He didn't show it, he was still as proud as ever, but his tight lips and reddish eye circles betrayed his thoughts.

Before Qin Yunshan helped Wei Gongqing into the carriage, Butler Mei said in a stiff voice, "Go early and return early."

Wei Gongqing nodded with a smile, this death mansion has become his spiritual sustenance, no matter where he is, he also has a place he looks forward to and wants to go back to.

Sometimes, getting it is so simple, unconsciously, he has something that he didn't even dare to expect in the past, so he has it so naturally.

Wei Gongqing got into the carriage, the moment the carriage moved, he lifted the curtains, saw those sad faces, and the copper locks wiping tears, he smiled and sat down again.

Not a bad feeling.

But Gongqing's carriage left, Tongsuo was still weeping, and Butler Mei finally frowned.

With the master gone, his meals became a problem.

He is already used to the taste of his cooking, and he can't taste it even in the best restaurant.

The mouth has been raised, what should I do now...

Butler Mei expressed distress at Wei Gongqing's departure.

At this moment, he fully proved that his name was not taken in vain.

……

He and Jiang Mu returned to the original way of getting along, as if nothing happened in the middle, it was still the same carriage, the same scene, the man was reading a book at the table, and he was in the opposite corner, playing a role like air.

The carriage left Kuanyang and headed south all the way. In fact, going to the south also has an advantage, that is, he is no longer afraid of being cold.

That night, they lodged in a small village. The place was quite simple, with small bungalows stretching across the river. At first glance, there was not even a taller building except for roofs of different colors.

Jiang Mu randomly found someone's house, saying that he was taking his younger brother to visit relatives, passing by here and wanting to take a rest.

This place is no better than Kuanyang, everyone is open to seeing money, and the villagers are simple and honest. When the old man in charge heard this, he immediately warmly welcomed him in.

Wei Gongqing in the carriage looked at Jiang Mu's smiling face. At this moment, Jiang Mu couldn't see any princely airs. He looked like a polite traveler, and also like an elder brother who loved his younger brother.

The look he cast towards the carriage when he spoke just now, the doting feeling made Wei Gongqing unavoidably wonder if this is the same person...

The old man was leading the way. After he turned around, the smile on Jiang Mu's face faded immediately. He looked at the old man's crooked back, and then looked around, and then followed him in.

The prince chose this place, Qin Yunshan helped Wei Gongqing down, and then went to settle the carriage.

Wei Gongqing walked to the place where Jiang Mu was standing before, and looked around like him, but he didn't see anything, and he didn't notice anything unusual. He always felt that something was wrong with Jiang Mu's eyes.

In the house, the tea brewed from the tea stalks was bitter and tasteless, but Jiang Mu was holding the old tea bowl and drinking it one mouthful at a time. Only Gongqing sat beside him, and the old man sat cross-legged on the kang, smoking a long cigarette.

The aroma of tea and smoke are mixed together, full of rustic flavor.

There are two rooms in this folk house. The door is facing the stove, which is also a heating tool. The old woman is tidying up the other room. Through the small stove, the voice from the next door can be heard clearly.

Jiang Mu drank tea and chatted with the old man, "The house is so big, is it just you and the aunt?"

The old man smashed the cigarette holder, frowned and sighed, "That house belongs to my son. I didn't know what he was doing a few days ago, and my wife and children didn't care about it. He insisted on going to work outside, and we both stopped him." Can't help it, the daughter-in-law took the child back to her mother's house in a fit of anger, and she hasn't even heard of it until now. That bastard, I don't know what to do with him!"

The old man had a sad face when he said this, and the speed of smoking couldn't help but increase. Jiang Mu nodded knowingly, and took another sip of tea.

"Look at this, my brother is not the only one who has this idea."

When the old man heard this, his eyebrows frowned even more, and even the creases on his face seemed to be tangled together, "No, I don't know what kind of evil wind is hanging over this, the young people in the village have all run away, and we are the only ones left. With a handful of old bones, I have to chop wood and carry water by myself, and I have no hope of doing any hard work."

The old man murmured and complained a lot, Jiang Mu was just an audience for the rest of the time, Wei Gongqing looked at his unfathomable appearance, and thought that he must have discovered something.

The family hadn't had any guests for a long time, and there were a few young people. The old couple were so happy that they killed a chicken on purpose at night.

The old woman is plucking chicken feathers, and the sound of the cauldron boiling water can be heard from inside the house. The old man is still cross-legged, and now he can no longer see the sorrow of his son.

"My mother-in-law still has some skills. The young man will have a drink with me later. If my son isn't here, he won't be happy drinking."

Wei Gongqing has been doing the foil quietly all the time, walking is different from being in the mansion, he is tired and hungry quickly, his stomach has been rumbling for a long time, and now hearing the sound of water, it is like a ghost song, which makes him feel happy A feeling of urgency.

Jiang Mu glanced at Wei Gongqing, who was shining in both eyes, and slowly turned his gaze to the red-faced old man, "The young and middle-aged people in the village are not here, auntie has worked hard these days, let us be juniors for dinner today Do it, so that the aunt can rest."

Wei Gongqing's attention was all on the food, but his ears were always upright. When he heard Jiang Mu's words, he immediately looked over. Why did Prince Jiang himself cook?This is the first time to break the wasteland.It's a pity that Jiang Mu didn't even give him a sideways glance after he looked at it for a long time.

Jiang Mu still had that polite appearance, he smiled and said to the old man, "Although our skills are not as good as auntie's, let's take it as a change and let the old man try something new."

The old man was moved by Jiang Mu's thoughtfulness and sensibility. He nodded repeatedly and forgot to shirk.

After getting permission, Wei Gongqing heard the only sentence Jiang Mu said to him since he got in the car...

"You do it."

He said, Jiang Mu wouldn't do such a thing...

……

Wei Gongqing rolled up his sleeves and pushed open the door. The old woman had just packed up the chicken, and the room was filled with an unpleasant smell of chicken feathers. Seeing Wei Gongqing coming out, the old woman waved her hand quickly, "This place is dirty, come in quickly."

Wei Gongqing smiled gently, "You go and have a rest, I will cook this meal today." '

The old woman couldn't understand what he said, but saw his rolled-up sleeves, he was usually deaf to a dumb person, she lamented that the young man was so handsome but he was dumb, while making gestures, she waved her hands vigorously, shaking "This is rough work, you young men can't do it."

Wei Gongqing stopped talking, took the prepared chicken with a smile, peeled open the chest, and took out the internal organs.

Wei Gongqing's neat technique made the old woman's eyes widen, and her mouth also opened.

She has never seen a few men who can cook. She has served her old man all her life, and that old man has never even boiled water.

The old woman looked at Wei Gongqing's nimble movements, and the more she looked at her, the more she liked it. If she had a girl, she would definitely give him to be his wife.

Wei Gongqing didn't pay attention to the shining eyes behind him, he just wondered why Jiang Mu asked him to do this job...

Could it be that a new round of retaliation has begun again?

But not quite like it.

In the end, Wei Gongqing attributed the reason to...

Jiang Mu was actually afraid of being poisoned.

It's a bit far-fetched, but that's all I can think of.