wife and king

Xu Songming, courtesy name Zhongliang, was the Chief History Officer in Prince Yan's Mansion. From the fourth rank, he was in charge of all affairs in the mansion.Ji Fuxin's matter is a foreign matter of the palace, and should not have been in his hands, but he has followed Yan Cangling for many years, and in addition to his vigorous and resolute handling, he has long been regarded by Yan Cangling as a brother, and all internal and external affairs of the palace are entrusted to him.But in recent days, he has handled things as quickly as he does, and he has suffered a lot from not being able to find out anything about Ji Fu's heart. He moaned and sighed for several days, and even walked in a trance.

"Master Xu!" A loud voice frightened Xu Songming, and after a moment of hesitation, Fang stroked his chest and said angrily to the person in front of him, "What are you doing, why are you bluffing?"

"The villain has called several times, but you haven't answered, only..." The servant bowed respectfully.

"Cheng Chengcheng," Xu Songming waved his hand and interrupted, "Tell me what you want."

"My lord is waiting for you at Chaolin Pavilion."

Xu Songming's eyelids twitched, lowered his voice, covered his mouth with the back of his hand and asked: "How is the prince feeling today?"

The servant lowered his head, couldn't hold back his smile and said: "The young master drank an extra bowl of porridge today, the prince is in a very good mood."

"That's good," Xu Songming let go of his breath, straightened his clothes and said, "Take me there."

"Yes."

When Xu Songming stepped into Chaoling Pavilion, Dr. Wang was still diagnosing Ji Fuxin's pulse, while Yan Cangling frowned and stared at Dr. Wang's hand, as if his hand could kill Ji Fuxin by touching an extra inch. .

Xu Songming coughed, stepped forward respectfully and bowed to the end, he didn't want to hear a loud cry before he could say the honorific words, which made his eardrums buzz and hurt.

"Get out, get out!" Yan Cangling was also startled, jumped up and threw Xu Songming out of the pavilion, "Don't come in!"

"..."

Back in the pavilion, Yan Cangling walked quickly to Ji Fu's heart and comforted him in a low voice. After Ji Fu's heart stabilized, he heaved a sigh of relief and asked, "What is the psychedelic drug in his body, and why is it so much? The days are endless."

After talking to Ji Fuxin about the past last time, Ji Fuxin seemed to have let go of his guard against Yan Cangling. Although he still panicked and frightened when he saw him, he stopped screaming.Later, under Yan Cangling's guidance, Ji Fuxin accepted Doctor Wang's daily pulse, as well as his care, food, clothing and toilet, and now he is the only one to do it. Only bathing, he dare not desecrate Ji Fu's mind and body, every day only Just wipe yourself with hot water.

The wrinkles on Dr. Wang's face were all twisted into a ball, and he checked Ji Fu's pulse again and again, then shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. After so many days, no matter how powerful the psychedelic drug is, it should be exhausted, why is it still like this.”

"What a fart!" Yan Cangling got angry and spit out vulgar words regardless of etiquette, "If the root is really dead, why is he still screaming! Give this king a cure, just say what medicine you want, Fangcheng doesn't have it, My king sent someone to look for it elsewhere, but if the person can't cure it, be careful with your salary!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Dr. Wang sweated coldly, bowed his head in response, his eyes slipped to Ji Fuxin, who was looking at them from a tilted head, and he thought to himself, old ancestor, you should get better soon, or the old man's salary will be lost. .

"It's done, pack up your things and go out, don't disturb your benefactor to rest." Yan Cangling waved away impatiently, supported Ji Fuxin to lean on the bedside, took a cloth towel to wrap his hands, and rubbed Ji Fuxin before accepting it. Hands and feet with upper tendons, "Benefactor, I will rub it for you, and if you feel pain, just say it."

Yan Cangling behaved politely, without any outliers, Ji Fu stared at Yan Cangling with his head lowered, his eyes were as deep as two black crystals in a clear spring, penetrating and bright.

"I don't know the benefactor's name. I hope you get up early so that I won't miss your name day and night. That's right," Yan Cangling clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yan Cangling, and my name is Muqing, you can call me Muqing."

Ji Fuxin suddenly moved the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.It's a pity that Yan Cangling didn't have the chance to see it—when he was with Ji Fuxin, he was afraid that his eyes would frighten Ji Fuxin with viciousness, so he couldn't help but lower his head and tilt his head, and he would hardly put his gaze on Ji Fuxin's face .

After finishing his hands and feet, Yan Cangling threw the cloth towel casually onto the wooden table, and was about to help Ji Fuxin to lie down, but saw Ji Fuxin staring at the wrinkled cloth towel and frowning.Yan Cangling was stunned for a moment, and with a sneer, he flattened the cloth towel and placed it on the plate. Seeing that Ji Fu's brows eased, Fang helped him to lie down.

Picking up the ingot of engraved silver beside the pillow, Yan Cangling stuffed it into Ji Fu's powerless hands as usual: "Take it! Always remember that what you are holding is ambition, not silver!"

Ji Fu lowered his head to look at the ingot of silver, but the thin quilt covered his body and blocked his sight.

"Aspirations are just thoughts, you can't see them, but you can feel them. You see, it's in your hands." Yan Cangling put down these meaningful words, packed up the cloth towel, opened the door and left , leaving only a pair of eyes with special meaning, looking at his back.

Xu Songming had already grown impatient with waiting, and walked up and down in front of the pavilion with his arms folded. When he saw Yan Cangling, he shook his sleeves and bowed: "My lord."

"Well, let's talk in the study."

"Yes." Xu Songming responded, but inside he was slandering, went to the study, and called me to Chaolin Pavilion for what!

The refreshing fragrance was already burning in the study, and the cigarette smoke curled up, penetrating into the heart of the lungs. Yan Cangling took a deep breath to relieve his tense mood.After the door was closed, he said solemnly: "What are you looking for, maybe there is some progress."

Xu Songming's slanderous expression dissipated, and he said solemnly: "My lord forgives the crime, but there is not much progress. A certain person has entered the Pinfang Pavilion, but it is a pity that he has entered the Pinfang Pavilion not long ago, and there is not much news. Today I know what the lord's day is. The old bustard I saw, named Meng Rong, is just a girl in the pavilion who rarely receives customers, and the real bustard is her sister Qingbo."

"Oh?" Yan Cangling raised his eyes and didn't continue talking.

Xu Songming continued: "About two months ago, Qingbo went out and handed Pinfang Pavilion over to Mengrong to take care of it. Until this morning, Fang rushed back to take over the affairs of the pavilion. At the same time, Mengrong said that he was lying in bed due to illness. No visitors outside."

"Hmph, so coincidentally, I fell ill. It's strange that Meng Rong was only frightened by me at that time, and his face changed drastically. How could he be able to sit on the position of the old bustard in such a panic. But speaking, the sisters seem to have a good relationship Otherwise, Qingboyan will hand over Pinfang Pavilion to Mengrong."

"That's right," Xu Songming nodded and said, "The spies have checked, the two sisters grew up together since they were young, and they supported each other until today, and they have full trust in each other. It's just that my sister has a bad temper. There was a lot of trouble, and everyone was extremely dissatisfied with her. And she didn't know how to show kindness to the new arrivals, she just beat and scolded and forced others to pick up the guests, and some of them hanged themselves when they couldn't stand it."

"The new Qing Dynasty guards." Yan Cangling paused, his expression changed, "When did the new Qing Dynasty servants enter the pavilion?"

Xu Songming frowned and thought: "About half a month."

"Half a month?!" Yan Cangling was shocked, his eyes widened, "Doctor Wang Daoben's tendons in his hands and feet have been broken for a month. If the benefactor was sold into Pinfang Pavilion in the same batch as those Qingyuan, then ..." He couldn't go on any longer, his body shivered uncontrollably, which meant that it was not Pinfangge who really made the benefactor into such a state, but someone else.

Xu Songming continued: "The spies have also asked in private, and it was also nearly half a month ago that the prince's benefactor entered the cabinet. I heard that when he entered the cabinet, he could no longer move his hands and feet, and he could only rely on servant girls to serve him every day. The servant girl, but the spies couldn't find out who it was."

Yan Cangling's anger sank, and he asked instead, "What news do you have about hallucinogens?"

"The name of this medicine is Nightmare. I heard that people who take it will have hallucinations, mistakenly thinking that they are surrounded by demons and ghosts, so that they are unconscious, terrified, and afraid of seeing people. It's just that this medicine is too strong, which is not conducive to receiving guests, so unless the Qingguan It is too difficult to train, otherwise this medicine will not be used, but if it is used, it will give the medicine of acacia to the Qing servant who has been given a nightmare, so that the benefactor can enjoy himself."

Yan Cangling's complexion became more and more ugly, and he wondered that that day, only his benefactor was so special that he was drugged with acacia.Seeing his benefactor waking up and biting Le Ziyou's hand, he knew that his benefactor was a strong temper, but in a brothel and other places, being violent is not a good thing, he must have strongly resisted, and only then would Meng Rong be forced to give him a nightmare.But exactly what he did and what crimes he suffered, there is no way of knowing.

"Since the Hibiscus Flower Fair, people and things related to the benefactor have been tightly squeezed, and everyone has remained silent. The spies have spent a lot of effort to get some superficial news."

"Pinfang Pavilion is deliberately concealing the identity of the benefactor." Yan Cangling came to the following conclusion without hesitation, "You can send someone to investigate later, has anyone who looks like Meng Rong left Pinfang Pavilion today, and where is he going? I reckon that Meng Rong has been hidden at this moment, but no matter whether it is inside or outside the city, go and check."

"Yes."

"Oh," Yan Cangling said, rubbing his brows, "Who is the benefactor, and why did they hide it like this?"

Xu Songming frowned, shook his head and said: "In the past few years, a certain person has also sent someone to check the household registrations of people in the capital, and visited them one by one, but no matter whether it is an official or a wealthy businessman, none of them meet the benefactor of the prince. People. It is very strange to say that the benefactor of the prince is not a person in the capital, but a temporary residence in the capital. There is no matching person in the inn and city temple residence records back then. According to the guards at the city gate, "he suddenly After a pause, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Cangling, "After getting his approval, Fang continued. During that period of time, due to an accident in the martial arts, the emperor sealed off the city and prevented the people in the city from going out. After two months, the martial arts was over and the city was opened. But... ..."

"But at that time, I had already borrowed the rights of my adoptive father to investigate the whereabouts of my benefactor. Before the order to leave the city was issued, my people had already entered the city to investigate, but they still found nothing. Therefore," Yan Cangling continued, "this time People either lived in a friend's house back then, and later fell into the world because of something, or they really fell from the sky."

Xu Songming didn't answer any more, he lowered his head and sighed again.

"No," Yan Cangling thought for a moment, slapped the table suddenly, and realized, "There is still a possibility!"