Lingnan Gang

Su Beiqin slept for three days before he finally regained his energy. During these three days, he occasionally woke up to eat something and fell asleep again, which made Si'er, who was guarding him, very worried.Wu Weiyang was also resting in the room these few days. Because of the wound on his head, he had a fever all night, but the fever subsided on the second day, but his limbs were still a little weak, so he didn't step out of the room, justified He deliberately pushed all the follow-up work to Yin Buzai and the others.

The warm sunlight poured into the room through the window lattice. Su Beiqin sat on the bed with the door closed tightly. Although it was sunny and warm weather, there was still a brazier in his room. Even so, Su Beiqin's face was still pale. If someone holds his hand, they will find that the temperature of his skin is no warmer than ice and snow.

He was looking at the account books from the Qin and Han newspapers. Because of the heavy rain, the grain in the stockade was not enough. But now the whole Qinzhou is short of grain. Even if they send people down the mountain, they may not get anything. Everyone has to save food and clothing. Hoping to get through this time quickly, Su Beiqin read a few pages and felt drowsy. Suddenly, there was a "squeak" and someone came in.

He put down the book and looked, and saw Si'er tiptoing in with the medicinal soup. Seeing that he was awake, he felt relieved and came over to put the medicinal soup on the small table beside the bed, "I also said that Mr. Dao fell asleep." , I am hesitating how to wake up Mr.

Su Beiqin glanced at the brown concoction and frowned slightly, "Old Wu is still angry?"

Si'er stuck out his tongue, and said: "He is so angry, he threatened that neither you nor the boss would ever think of stepping into his medicine house again."

Su Beiqin sighed. Although he understood that good medicine tastes bitter, Mr. Wu was so angry that he added half a penny more Coptis chinensis to the soup every time, which really made him miserable. He picked up the medicine and closed his mouth tightly. Focusing on drinking it in one gulp, Si'er quickly took out a sweet date and handed it over, "Sir, use this to relieve your suffering."

Su Beiqin shook his head, and said with a slight smile, "No need, it's a lesson, I'm really being a little too big this time, how is Wu Weiyang?"

Si'er said: "Boss is alive and well now, after taking two doses of the medicine that Mr. Wu gave him, he threw it aside, which made Mr. Wu very angry."

Just as Su Beiqin was about to open his mouth, there was a loud noise, and someone kicked the flimsy door open vigorously. This way of entering the door, one could tell who it was.

Wu Weiyang stood at the door, and the sunlight came in from behind him, causing Su Beiqin to squint his eyes uncomfortably. Wu Weiyang walked in carelessly, pulling his collar and saying, "Why is it so hot here?"

Si'er hastily ran over to close the door again, complaining: "Boss, Mr. Su can't see the wind, so be careful."

Wu Weiyang took out two pears from his sleeve, put one in Su Beiqin's hand, sat down beside Su Beiqin, and said vaguely while eating: "Mr. Su really falls down when the wind blows, Right now, the entire village is just a loafer, you don’t even need to lay down the land, and there are people doing all the work for you, alas, this village owner is really envious.”

Su Beiqin had never heard of Wu Weiyang's direct and clear irony, and he was not angry at all because of it. He just put the pear aside, picked up the account book again, and said slowly: "Why do you come to me when you are so free? ?”

Wu Weiyang felt really hot, so he took off a coat, and said, "Come and see you, after all, you are the master of our village, you have to care whether you live or die."

Su Beiqin frowned slightly, and gave him a surprised look. Although the words were harsh, they were genuinely concerned. He remembered Wu Weiyang's rare anger in the tent that day, and couldn't help but chuckled softly.

Wu Weiyang looked at him inexplicably, "What are you laughing at?"

Su Beiqin shook his head, "It's nothing." But there was still a hint of a smile on his lips, which made his haggard face look a little angry. Wu Weiyang stared at him for a while, but he didn't say anything. After further questioning, he rudely grabbed the account book in his hand, turned a few pages, raised his eyebrows and asked, "This is the list of the grain that was sent out in those two days?"

Su Beiqin was used to his willful and arrogant behavior, so he took back the account book and said, "The food in the stockade may not be enough, how is the village below?"

Wu Weiyang rubbed his chin and said, "After all, the terrain in the mountains is relatively high. This time, it was luck. There was no rockslide. The village is fine. The old and weak, women and children have already returned."

Su Beiqin let out a "huh" and turned his attention back to the account book. He had to estimate how long these supplies would last the entire village.

Wu Weiyang gnawed the pears beside him. The pear water in his hands made him frown. He looked left and right, finally took the coat that was thrown aside, wiped it casually, and saw that Su Beiqin was only staring at the account book, Ignoring him, he felt a little bored, "Don't look at it, Zhizhou has already reported the papers, and it is estimated that in half a month or so, the superiors should send people to deliver the relief supplies."

Su Bei Qin heard that there was no joy on his face, and he said plainly: "Not enough, you let Zhizhou think of a way to extract some things from the local wealthy businessmen, whether it is money or the food they hoarded."

Wu Weiyang looked surprised, opened his round eyes wide, and said, "Why doesn't Mr. Su trust the court? In such a disaster, the court will definitely allocate a large sum of money and food, so why should Mr. Su do anything?" So intend?"

Su Beiqin didn't even look at him, and said indifferently: "What if I believed in following you here with the intention of plotting rebellion?"

Wu Weiyang was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, touched his nose resentfully, and whispered: "It's getting more and more boring."

Su Bei Qin Wenyan stopped flipping through the books, turned his head to look at him and said, "I don't remember you being so stubborn when you were young." The look on his face was very gentle, matching his appearance, even if Now that his complexion is so bad, it is enough to make anyone's heart skip a beat.

It was rare for Wu Weiyang to see him show such an expression to himself, and he was startled, but he quickly grasped the point, "When I was a child? Did you see me when I was a child?"

Su Beiqin turned his gaze back to the account book and said, "You forgot, when you mentioned Mr. Gongyang a few days ago, I also told you that I used to study with Mr. Gongyang when I was young. It's short, but it's normal to know you."

Wu Wei raised his eyebrows and said: "But I don't remember you..." He thought about it for a while, and finally gave up. For him, recalling the past is the most disgusting thing for him, so he willfully transferred He changed the subject and said: "By the way, Mr. Su, speaking of the past few days, didn't I tell you that a new county magistrate came to Lingshan County? I actually received a message this morning that this county magistrate is looking for you everywhere Woolen cloth."

Su Beiqin had to put down his account book this time, he frowned, "What?"

Wu Weiyang laughed, with a bit of gloating, "Maybe he saw you when you were wandering around below, or something else, anyway, he now insists that his best friend is not dead, and is under his jurisdiction. Notices have been issued everywhere in Lingshan County to look for you, and in two days, I'm afraid he will have to go to Zhizhou to make trouble."

Qin's frown in northern Jiangsu deepened, the torrential rain flooded, and the entire Qinzhou was within the disaster area. Lingshan County at the foot of Liufeng Mountain was no exception, but it was much better than other places because of its relatively high terrain. Bai Zixia He has always been upright and honest, so it is not impossible to ask for help elsewhere.

"It's really troublesome." Su Beiqin couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows, and sighed, "How do you plan to deal with it?"

Wu Weiyang spread his hands and said innocently: "He is a close friend of Mr., so I naturally listen to Mr.'s wishes."

Su Beiqin didn't bother to look at his sincere and innocent face. After thinking for a while, he said, "After all, Lingshan County is quite close to No Man's Village. If you can hide it for a while, you won't be able to hide it forever. Find a suitable place and time to let me Just meet him."

Wu Weiyang curled his lips, reached out and touched the back of Su Beiqin's hand resting on the quilt, and said, "Let's wait until you can get down to the ground."

Su Beiqin's bed rest this time was much shorter than the last time. Mr. Wu felt his pulse with a sullen face, turned around and prescribed a new prescription, and wrote like a snake: "You can move around now. No, you don’t need to close the doors and windows so tightly in the future, but you still have to wear more clothes, and you can’t catch a cold. It’s lucky that you don’t have a fever this time, but you’re just tired. If you get a fever or even pneumonia in the future, I won’t be able to save you! "

Su Beiqin smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wu, I will remember."

After Mr. Wu finished writing, he handed the prescription to Si'er, muttering: "One or two don't take themselves seriously." Then he left.

Si'er took the prescription, looked at it for a while, and said happily: "Sir, there is no coptis in the prescription this time."

Su Beiqin was startled, then smiled slightly, and said, "Si'er, go talk to your boss and ask him to make arrangements for what he said two days ago."

So two days later, in a humble teahouse in the capital, Su Beiqin met his friend Bai Zixia.

Bai Zixia is good-looking, but his eyebrows and eyes are too straight, which makes people think he is rigid and serious. In fact, he is indeed so. When he saw Su Beiqin, Bai Zixia was stunned for a long time before he reacted, "You really not dead!"

Su Beiqin smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Bai, is it possible that he doesn't want me to live?"

Bai Zixia hurriedly waved his hands and said, "How could this be? I'm too happy! The officials who escorted you to Qiongzhou came back and reported that you had a fever on the way. Everyone who knew you at that time..." His voice Gradually lowered, and looked a little depressed.

"I went to visit Mrs. Su, but Mrs. Su said he was gone, and I didn't know what was going on with his old man. I was furious for a while, so I asked for your charges to be removed so that you could leave cleanly. Not to mention that Zhezi was beaten back, he was sent here to be the county magistrate the next day." Bai Zixia sighed, he looked at Su Beiqin carefully, and said happily: "But seeing you I'm still alive, so I'm relieved."

Su Beiqin had also guessed why Bai Zixia was released, and now that he heard that it was really for him, his heart was a little touched. The two chatted for a while in the teahouse, and Bai Zixia said seriously: "What is this? what happened?"

Su Beiqin also straightened his back, "It's a long story."