Beacon quenching beauty

The wet and cold rainy days lasted for several days. Although the spring rain is as expensive as oil, it is still chilly when it rains in early spring, and the outside of the house is also muddy, making it inconvenient to go out and walk.

Song Qingshu accidentally practiced martial arts one day. He took off his coat after sweating and didn't put it on in time. After standing outside for a while, he caught wind and cold, and developed a fever at night.

It happened that Zhang Wuji came over at night, so he prescribed a medicine to dispel the cold and dissipate heat, and ordered him to lie on the bed immediately and cover himself with a thick quilt to stop sweating, and he was very dissatisfied, "Brother Song, you are too careless, I mean You can recover your old outlook in a year, but it didn’t mean that you are already healed now, it’s already over when you sweat profusely during martial arts, and you still dare to blow the wind, don’t you just find yourself sick?”

Song Qingshu felt very apologetic, "I feel good recently, but I got carried away for a while."

"Ah!" Zhang Wuji felt his forehead was hot and stopped teaching others, got up to help Aunt Niu decoct the medicine.

After Song Qingshu was seriously injured, his body suffered a great loss. After more than a year of recuperation, he seemed to be much better. In fact, his foundation was still weak. Once he got sick, he would not recover easily.

Zhang Wuji didn't leave, it happened that there was no urgent matter in the teaching recently, so he stayed here for the convenience of taking care of him.

It was quiet for the first two days, but on the third day Wei Yixiao came to him, walked in and said, "Master, there is news from Xishui, that guy Xu Shouhui is really unreliable, he is obedient on the surface, but in private Zhang Shicheng colluded and wanted to attack our forces in Yingtian from two fronts."

Song Qingshu was wearing thick clothes and sitting in the main room reading a book, he quickly stood up, "Wei Bat King, you are here."

Wei Yi smiled and nodded, "Young Master Song."

Song Qingshu saw that he was in a hurry to talk to Zhang Wuji, so he said, "Speak slowly, I'll go for a walk."

Zhang Wuji stopped him, "It's cold outside, don't go out. I'll go out with Bat King." He and Wei Yixiao went out one after the other.

Song Qingshu went to the window to look around, and saw Zhang Wuji took Wei Yixiao to the back of the house, the two stood outside the back wall of the kitchen, talking with serious faces, couldn't help but smile, Zhang Wuji, the leader, was too careless No one would stand under the wall of a house with the Dharma King, the protector of the sect, to discuss major matters in the sect.

As soon as Wei Yixiao left, Aunt Niu brought out lunch, and Song Qingshu asked, "Aunt Niu, why didn't you invite Wei Bat King to eat with you just now?"

Aunt Niu's face was gloomy, a little absent-minded, and she asked blankly, "Why should I keep him for dinner?"

Song Qingshu laughed, "There's no reason for that. He is the protector of the Ming Cult, and he holds a very high status in the sect. It's only good for you to get acquainted with him."

Aunt Niu let out an 'oh', obviously not paying attention, "I forgot, if he comes again next time, I will keep him for dinner."

Song Qingshu shook his head, wondering what happened to Aunt Niu today, logically speaking, she should listen to this very well.

After eating, he said to Zhang Wuji, "Master Zhang, go back if you have something to teach, I'm much better today, you don't have to stay here to guard me all the time."

Zhang Wuji thought about it, "I'll stay one more night, if you don't have a fever tonight, you should be fine, and it's the same when I go back to Haozhou later tomorrow, the important things have been explained to King Wei just now. "

Song Qingshu felt extremely guilty, "It was all because of my carelessness. I wasted your time for several days. If I get sick again next time, you really don't have to stay here by yourself. Just leave me two doses of medicine."

Zhang Wuji said bluntly, "You're quite careless, don't be like this next time, I've been worried for a few days." Squeezing Song Qingshu's arm, "Look, it's not easy to grow some flesh, and it's all done in just a few days." Thin back."

In the next morning, he was not in a hurry to leave, and sat at the table to draw a meridian trend chart for Song Qingshu to see.

Song Qingshu recently encountered two obscure places in the chapter of Yijin Bone Forging, stood aside and bent down, pointing and asking questions on Zhang Wuji's drawing.

Zhang Wuji explained a few words, suddenly raised his head, and asked loudly, "Yang Zuoshi?"

A voice outside the door responded, "It's my subordinate, the leader has good ears!" The person who heard the words had already opened the door and entered.

Song Qingshu stood upright, and saw that the man who pushed the door was a man dressed as a scholar in a white robe, about 40 years old and about 50 years old, with a handsome appearance, he could vaguely tell that he must have been handsome when he was young, but his eyebrows Drooping down slightly, it looks a bit desolate.It was Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the Ming Cult who had been seen far away at the Guangming Summit and the Shaolin Martial Arts Conference.Some hesitated, not knowing how to respond.

Yang Xiao's eyes were like lightning, he first scanned Song Qingshu and then went to look at Zhang Wuji, "Master, my subordinates heard that King Wei Bat came here to look for you yesterday, so they didn't invite themselves here today."

"Is it my fault that you have to travel so far to find me? I plan to go back tonight." Zhang Wuji smiled and got up, "Yang Zuoshi, let's go out and talk about anything."

Yang Xiao nodded in agreement, and when he followed Zhang Wuji out, he took another meaningful look at Song Qingshu, who gave Song Qingshu a shiver.

Yang Xiao is a master of martial arts, Song Qingshu is just a junior. He was not of the same generation as Yang Xiao when he was known as a Wudang young hero. Now he is not even a Wudang young hero. It is normal for Yang Xiao to ignore him. He shrugged and sat down. Go to the position where Zhang Wuji was sitting just now and study carefully the meridian diagram of the human body that Zhang Wuji drew just now, and memorize and recite it by himself.

Aunt Niu came out of the kitchen lightly, and pulled Song Qingshu.

"What's the matter, Aunt Niu?"

Aunt Niu put a finger in front of her lips to signal him to keep quiet, and pulled Song Qingshu through the main room and into the kitchen.

Song Qingshu didn't know what she was going to do for some reason, and asked softly, "Aunt Niu, what are you going to do?"

Aunt Niu waved her hand and lowered her voice very low, "Stop making noise, be careful they hear you." She went to the wall with great care and took off a large basket made of bamboo strips, revealing a crack in the wall, and put her ear Stick it over and listen, then get out of the way and make a gesture to signal Song Qingshu to go over and listen.

Song Qingshu stared at Aunt Niu with wide eyes. Outside the wall was the place where Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao were standing and talking yesterday. He didn't go to the window to look around today, but he knew that Zhang Wuji and Yang Xiao should also be standing here talking.

He wanted to turn around and leave without doing such things as eavesdropping on the internal affairs of the Mingjiao, but Aunt Niu held his arm with great strength and refused to let him go.

The two people outside are both extremely skilled in martial arts, and if they are found out, they will definitely not be able to argue. Song Qingshu didn't dare to speak out, feeling suspicious.

Song Qingshu had no choice but to stick to his ear, and the voice from outside came to his ears intermittently: "...the leader, jesters have misled the country, this matter has been learned from ancient times, as the saying goes, 'It's better to be in a field than to be in a good year, and to be a good official is better to be in a relationship', both men and women are the same... ...You should put the great cause first... Besides, if this matter is accidentally spread by someone with a heart, it will greatly damage the reputation of the leader. Think about it, who has been said good things about these things in history, what? So secluded courtiers, private favors and concubines..."

Song Qingshu's heart tightened, and he listened carefully, only to hear Yang Xiao's long speech explaining to Zhang Wuji that traitors and sycophants are misleading the country, how many Ming masters have a bad reputation because of their love of men, and they must not indulge in such things.

His whole body was cold, his hands trembled slightly, and things that he had never thought about before were struggling to surface. There was only a surprised and bitter voice in his heart: Are they talking about me?

Aunt Niu let go of him, and turned around to add firewood to the stove to boil water to cover him. Even if the two outside heard someone's voice on the partition wall, they wouldn't think too much about it.

Zhang Wuji interjected, "Yang Zuoshi, don't say that about Big Brother Song. What does he have to do with a treacherous jester, let alone a mistake. The last time we went to Xishui, it was thanks to his efforts to persuade Chen Youliang that we didn't talk to him." Xu Shouhui clashed."

Yang Xiao said, "Master, I'm not afraid of him making trouble maliciously, but..." Think about it, and put it another way, "Since ancient times, the gentle township has been a hero's tomb. If you put too much thought on him, it will inevitably affect other... ... Don't say he is not, Wei Bat King has told me, think about it for yourself, how much time have you been wasting here these days when you came back?"

Zhang Wuji argued weakly, "I stayed here because he was sick these days, and Wei Bat King's words are a bit biased, so you can't believe them all. The reason he heard that night was because the medicine I gave Brother Song was a bit overbearing. In order to ease the wandering internal energy in Big Brother Song's body, I added a few heavy medicines, all of which have an aphrodisiac effect, and if he can't hold on at night, I have no choice but to..."

Yang Xiao also had a little understanding of medical principles, so he immediately asked, "Be driven by the nature of the medicine? Then why didn't the leader give him a bath with cold water?"

"No, the weather is too cold, his weak constitution will trigger his illness."

"Aren't you guys in a town at the time? Go ahead and find him a woman from Hualiu Lane."

"How can I do that? Just find a woman, Brother Song will definitely not like it."

Yang Xiao didn't answer anymore, he was too disapproving of Zhang Wuji's statement, he thought Song Qingshu would not like it if he just found a woman, so he would like it if you come in person? !How dare you say you have nothing!

Zhang Wuji also had a hint of surprise, and coughed twice, "Yang Zuoshi, this..."

Yang Xiao didn't want to push him too fast, and thought that young people would be enthusiastic about these things when they first came into contact with them. The leader is usually a gentleman. Although there are many beauties around him, he has always been polite and never messed up. Now suddenly something happened. Yang Cuo, in his own words, he had a taste of it as a "last resort", and it's normal to be obsessed for a while, and it should be fine after a while.

He said, "Master, please forgive me for trespassing. I was too worried, so I came to see it today without being afraid of being annoying. Song Qingshu and Mr. Song are indeed a handsome and rare person, but he is notorious and has a lot of bad deeds. Some character, this, is not very good, no matter what, you shouldn't hang out with him."

Seeing that Zhang Wuji frowned, he hurriedly said, "But this is your private matter, leader, and we shouldn't take it too seriously. This subordinate is here to remind you, in fact, as the leader of Mingjiao, it's not uncommon for you to have a few young men and women serving you. Very, it’s not worth mentioning. If I put this together, I promise not to say a word, but the situation is a little different now. You, the leader, still have the important task of leading the rebel army to drive out the Tartars. This reputation should be valued. In this way, tomorrow I will Send a few more people over to guard this place more tightly, the leader, you can come if you want, but don’t take him out too often.”

Zhang Wuji hesitated, "Yang Zuoshi, what do you mean?"

Yang Xiao said, "I mean, if you want to, the leader, it's okay to accept him. Anyway, for the sake of Song Daxia's face, we have to take care of him for the rest of his life. It's just that Song Qingshu is still alive. We can't let outsiders know, otherwise his father Song Daxia It is bound to be difficult to be a human being, and you will not be able to hold your head up in the arena. Now that the leader has this relationship with him again, then we have to be more cautious and take care of him. Your reputation, leader, must not be affected by this. People criticize."

Zhang Wuji said, "Of course I will always take good care of him..."

Song Qingshu couldn't bear to listen, and slowly slid down to the ground, clenched his hands tightly into fists, trying not to make a sound.

Aunt Niu kept staring at him, and now she hung the big bamboo basket far away to cover the gaps in the wall, then added two handfuls of firewood under the stove, and while the firewood was crackling, helped Song Qingshu up. He whispered, "Go back to the room."