Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"No, what's going on now, now... Can you please explain to me, old man, I don't know anything about running on the street after the curfew, like someone who is waiting to be caught to eat in prison and solve the rest of my life Fools with food and clothing problems..."

For some unknown reason, Jiang Yanqing carried Jun Ziyou, who was unable to walk, on her back, and ran wildly on the streets of Chang'an under the night.

Ever since the case of the mysterious coffin came out, every household was afraid of being entangled by evil spirits and ghosts, so they turned off the lights early and went to bed. People feel hairy.

He was exhausted from running, and the gentleman on his back didn't feel any better, his internal organs were almost out of order, and the medicine he had just ingested mixed with bile poured into his throat.

Jiang Yanqing felt that the man patted him several times, thinking that he had gone the wrong way, so he stopped and looked back, only to hear a sound of "Woo..." in his ear, the man spat out the medicine with blood. A pool of red and black mixed together scared him so much that his heart almost stopped...

"No, cheer up! Take a deep breath, open your eyes, gentleman! Open your eyes and look at me!!"

In a moment of desperation, he pinched the man's jaws, fearing that he would just fall asleep indistinctly and never wake up again.

Maybe it was due to his agitation that he exerted too much force, Jun Ziyou suddenly woke up, whimpered again in pain, turned his head and broke free from his hand, "Be gentle...you will strangle the dead."

Jiang Yanqing was scared to death, and raised her hand as if to slap him, so that he could wake up, "If you talk nonsense again, I will beat you to death!"

The doctor who has never been in good shape has a little red eye circles. You don't need to look too much, Jun Ziyou also knows that he must be caught by negative emotions such as self-blame, guilt, sadness, unwillingness... and so on, and he has lost his mind.

He waved his hand and pointed to the gate beside him. Jiang Yanqing looked in the direction of his finger, and saw two large characters neatly written on the door lintel: "Su Mansion".

Although Jun Ziyou was short-tempered, but Jiang Yanqing was full of confidence. He yelled several times at the door of the house, arguing with the doorman, rubbing his sleepy eyes, opened the door, and asked: "Who... In the middle of the night, the master has already rested, please trouble Ming..."

Before he finished speaking, the man outside picked up Jun Ziyou, who was only half breathed, and rushed in. Before the boy could understand what was going on, he was knocked to the ground and fell to the ground. awake.

Seeing that there was something going on, Jiang Yanqing picked up Jun Ziyou and went into Su's mansion. She didn't know whether the guy surnamed Su was really sleeping or pretending to be sleeping, so she shouted in the courtyard at the top of her voice.

"Su Qinghe! Don't pretend to be asleep for me. You just closed your eyes at what time. Are you suffering from kidney deficiency? Hurry up and get out to save someone, or I will slice you into a hot pot, and the birds will be cut into pieces for you!"

The old doctor's rude words woke up a group of servants who hadn't slept well. After hearing this, they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. They all came out with a cold face, and they still had a copy in their hands. It seemed that this posture was to beat them out of the house. went.

With such a big commotion, Su Qinghe was inevitably alarmed, and went out without even putting on his clothes. Seeing Jiang Yanqing's strange face, his heart sank.

But he quickly saw the person he was holding in his arms, his eyes changed drastically, and he immediately invited him into his bedroom, and sent back all the servants who went out after hearing the sound.

When everyone was almost gone, he stepped back into the room, and closed the door by the way. Jiang Yanqing didn't show any politeness to him, but looked around, spotted the bed, and placed Jun Ziyou in the room where there was still room left. Under the quilt of body temperature.

The latter seemed a little at a loss, then lit a few lamps and put them on the bedside, and looked at the man with concern, "What's wrong with him? I remember his illness..."

"Correct your wording, it's not a disease, it's a poison. He can live for half a month with all his efforts, and he may lose his eyesight in the last few days. If you want to plead guilty, take advantage of his hearing now, or you will die It's time to confess those old accounts to the tombstone."

"How could it be? Ziyou, he..."

Jun Ziyou wasn't really unconscious, he didn't have evil intentions to intimidate Su Qinghe like Jiang Yanqing, he opened his eyes and stretched out a hand, holding the slightly trembling wrist of the man.

Su Qinghe's body trembled, and he felt that his former playmate whose hands and feet were cold no matter the four seasons, now had a hot body temperature, just like a dying person grasping the only hope, he did not let go of his own straw that was also ups and downs in the turbulence .

His eyes were reddish, his thin lips trembled slightly, and it took him a few tries to connect the hoarse and intermittent words into one sentence: "Brother, are you here..."

At this moment, Su Qinghe feels that Junziyou is a god who judges the good and evil of the common people. His mind is blank. The fortress and deep canyon that he insisted on collapsed in an instant, and he repeatedly confirmed the hypocrisy in his heart thousands of times. The rhetoric was swept away, and only the truth remained in his mouth.

"Yes." Su Qinghe said, "Zian is here with me, no one hurt him, he is living well."

Jun Ziyou let go of his heart, his stiff body finally slumped on the bed, he let out a breath, and blinked vigorously, as if trying to keep himself awake, "That's good, that's good..."

"Ziyou, what happened at that time..."

"I was wrong. I shouldn't be arrogant and think that alienating you will keep you away from their use. It's because I didn't get to the bottom of it. I don't know what you have undertaken. I want to apologize to you for my impulsiveness and recklessness at that time... ..."

After relaxing for a moment, he gritted his teeth and sat up again. He seemed to be pulling Su Qinghe, but in fact his whole body was on the opponent's body. As long as the opponent pulled away, he would immediately fall to the ground and his head would be broken.

Su Qinghe was a little at a loss. He held Junziyou's hand and kept swallowing his saliva. He was still blank. He felt that the scene in front of him overlapped with his memory. In a hazy moment, he seemed to have returned to a certain quiet place when he was young. In midsummer, he was sitting under the shade of a tree, holding Jun Ziyou's hands that were a circle smaller than himself, trying to warm his ever-cool body temperature.

I remember at that time, he said: "Ziyou, Mr. is gone, you still have me, I will accompany you, after the rest of the journey, let's join together, no one is alone."

That year when Jun Sigui died of illness, Su Qinghe paid for the remains of this poor teacher who had lived his entire life, bought his birthday materials, and buried him in a splendid manner.

The gentleman said: "My father likes to be clean, especially clean. He always likes to wear white clothes. He looks fairy-like wherever he goes. He is gone. I don't want him to be buried in a colorful shroud. You can help me make him a suitable one." Is it the white clothes? I think he can keep his aloofness when he gets there."

It was against the rules, but Su Qinghe fulfilled his wish.

Su Qinghe knew that Ziyou was a stubborn person since he was a child, and he had an unyielding arrogance in his bones, and he didn't know who he followed. After Jun Sigui was buried, he went to the restaurant to play for others for several months. Qin was so tired that she vomited blood, but she still earned enough money to owe the Su family.

Su Qinghe refused to accept, Jun Ziyou clamored to cut off his robes, saying that it was his father's pride, even after death he would never default on anything, this is the principle and the bottom line.

There was nothing he could do, so Su Qinghe had no choice but to realize his "innocence" dream with Jun Sigui, and secretly saved his debt repayment money and the money he saved from his teeth to treat his illness.

later……

Later, the disease was still not cured. It lasted for several years, with good times and bad times. Unexpectedly, when "cutting the robe" was mentioned again, the two childhood sweethearts were already strangers. The single-plank bridge has been strangers for several years.

But fate is still interesting. Things that are destined to be bound together by fate, even if they are forcibly separated and go around in circles, they will still come together in the end.Therefore, Su Qinghe sincerely thanked this damn fate for giving him another chance to hold Junziyou's hands.

Hot, bony, weak, much thinner than before, but Junziyou is still the same Junziyou back then, and has never changed.

What changed was him...it was Su Qinghe.

"Ziyou, can I...can I hug you?"

Su Qinghe opened his arms to Junziyou, and the man put his head on his shoulder lightly, accepting his kind hug.

Weakness... He was really too weak, as if he was hanging by one breath, and he might die at any time.

I remember when he passed out in Hualou back then, I hugged him like this, and he said something indistinctly, others said that he was burnt out, and I'm afraid it can't be saved, only Su Qinghe heard him Whispering in a low voice.

He said: "I'm so scared... my brother is gone, my father is gone, I'm alone... I'm so scared."

At that time, Su Qinghe hugged him who had a high fever, and comforted him softly in his ear: "Don't be afraid, you still have me."

At that time, he knew that he would be the only support for the child, and he had to take care of him.

"What do you want to know, I know everything."

"Su Lian...Master Su." Jun Ziyou opened his eyes, forced himself up, and held Su Qinghe's hand a little harder, "I found some clues, but I hope you can tell me."

"Okay, I'll tell you what you want to know."

"The change of virtue."

Sure enough, a strange look flashed across Su Qinghe's face, he tensed up for a moment, and then immediately relaxed.

"It seems that you know far more than I imagined. I admit that my father, Su Lian, is indeed a survivor of the Qiande Incident. Before the incident happened, someone tipped him off in advance, so he was able to survive Life."

"Who is so kind? Also, your father's official has done a good job. Suddenly someone said that the late emperor was going to make trouble for all the officials. Why did he believe it?"

"This kind-hearted man is your biological father, Lord Lin Xici. Of course, my father was working for King Mu, who is now the Holy Majesty. King Mu and Lord Lin have always been at odds, and he didn't take Lord Lin's reminder to heart at all. Maybe Lord Lin sensed my father's intentions and wanted to save his life no matter what, so he suppressed my father with the power still in the court, and forced him to resign from office and return to his hometown by dragging out an old case to implicate my father."

The case that was turned out to be a big fuss was the case of the Chen family's extermination of the family. It had nothing to do with Su Lian. For some reason, he was labeled as an "accomplice".

All the people related to this matter were buried with the old master. Su Lian was worried that she would also be involved. In order to save her life, she had to give up her official career for the rest of her life and return to her hometown for a while.

As a result, as soon as he returned to Gusu, he heard the news of Qiande's change.

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