Lingnan Gang

For several days after that, Su Beiqin did not see Wu Weiyang again. Speaking of which, there are not many places where the government can walk around. It's not that he doesn't come home at night, but Su Beiqin can't even meet him.

Walking into the dining room, Zhuang Chu happened to finish his meal and was carefully making tea at the table. When he entered Guangzhou City, he found a lot of good tea and drank several pots every day. The cow chewed the peony, and felt very distressed.

Seeing Su Beiqin, Zhuang Chu generously pushed a cup of tea over, "Come, have a taste!" His tone was quite like that of a local rich man who got rich overnight.

Su Beiqin smiled, sat next to Zhuang Chu, picked up the cup and tasted it, then absently took the bowl to serve the rice.

Zhuang Chu tutted his tongue and said: "Look at your appearance, you look like a ghost who just came back from the ground. If the general sees you, I don't know how that kid Si'er will be taught!"

Su Beiqin's movements paused, and he slowly put his rice bowl on the table, "I heard that Mr. Zhuang has drunk a lot of good tea recently. I don't know if he has some energy to do things at night? To appease the people, organize the army, organize the ordnance, Bei Qin felt exhausted when dealing with intelligence, and Ziqi was so busy that he lost a lot of weight, Mr. Zhuang, as an old senior, can't afford to be idle like this."

Zhuang Chu coughed twice, he managed to relax for a while, but after joking with Su Beiqin a little, he was choked up for such a long time, very helpless, "I said boy, you are not in a bad mood, you can't vent it on me on the old man."

Su Beiqin was sitting, startled for a while, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and the blue shadow in front of his eyes became thicker, "Yes, the boy is being rude."

Zhuang Chu looked at his expression, hesitated for a moment, and then sighed: "This old man is always inappropriate to say, but Bei Qin, no matter when, never forget the original intention."

Su Beiqin was startled, his cold fingertips moved, and he clenched tightly, "Don't forget your original intention..."

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Zhuang Chu didn't want to say anything more, took his own black teapot, sighed and walked away shaking his head.

After Zhuang Chu left for a long time, the food on the table was almost cold, Su Beiqin smiled lightly, as if mocking and reassuring, "Yes, don't forget your original intention."

He touched the rice bowl, paused, and slowly picked it up to eat. The cold food was cold and hard, with oily foam floating on the meat, making it even harder to swallow, but Su Beiqin ate it without being picky. After he put down the bowl and chopsticks, Yin was not there outside, so he walked in hurriedly, followed by Mo Ziqi.

"It's so annoying. If those soldiers break something again, report it directly to the commander. There are plenty of ways to deal with them!" Yin Buzai looked unhappy, and Mo Ziqi was also a little gloomy later on, but his appearance was there. Is it angry but can't see it.

Mo Ziqi was about to strike up a conversation when he saw Su Beiqin who had packed up the dishes and was about to leave. He was always a little uncomfortable with Su Beiqin in his heart.

At this time, he was about to make way for Su Beiqin, but he hesitated and stopped, "Is Mr. Su uncomfortable?"

Su Beiqin raised his head in confusion, "Huh?", then seemed to understand what Mo Ziqi meant, smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing serious."

He said these words lightly, but he looked like he was about to return to the sky, and even Yin Abai who was still angry at the side couldn't tell, "Why don't you see me for a day or two, and you look like this?!"

Yin Buzai turned his head and saw the leftovers on the table, "How did Si'er take care of you? He let you eat cold food?! I heard that the lights in your room have been kept on all night these days. Is it true? My ancestors! How can your bones be so bad?!"

Yin Buzai said a few words in a row, looking like an old woman. He walked around twice and said to Mo Ziqi: "You send him back to the room and watch him, but you can't let him do things anymore. Let Si'er take care of him." Lao Wu invites you here, if you don’t treat it sooner, I’m afraid it will be another serious illness.”

Mo Ziqi nodded, and Yin was not pushing Su Beiqin to go out, "I don't worry about one or two, just wait, I'm going to file a complaint with the general, I happen to have a lot of pleading papers!"

Su Beiqin fell asleep soon after lying down on the couch.He slept deeply, and the quilt covered him, as if the person under his head was not a real person, but just a phantom.

Old Wu was dragged back by Si'er in a hurry, and before he could catch his breath, he saw Su Beiqin's appearance, and almost pulled out his beard in anger, "I said that I will take good care of myself, and I can't work too hard. Why, take my words one by two. As shit?"

Si'er was about to cry. These few days, he went back after watching his husband fall asleep. The husband wouldn't let him keep watch. He thought that the husband would go to rest on time, so he obediently left. Who knew that the husband was lying to him Yes, when he fell asleep and got up to do things again.

Today was also the same, he had already gone to the kitchen to make another meal, and was going to bring it to the husband, but the husband went to the dining room by himself. Thinking of this, Si'er was already in tears, "Mr. Wu, is there anything wrong, sir?"

Old Wu was very angry, but he still took Su Beiqin's hand out a little lightly, felt the pulse, and then stretched out to the side of his neck to feel it, "I can't escape the illness, and now the illness is still there. Send it out, I'll make some medicine first, so as not to get sick and frighten you glass-hearted people."

Mo Ziqi stood aside and kept tugging at the hem of his clothes. Although he didn't show it on his face, he was still very nervous. When Old Wu said this, his embarrassment became even more gloomy. His gorgeous face seemed to climb up from the underworld. Yin Buzai, who asked to push the door to come in, was taken aback, "What? Beiqin is hopeless?"

Old Wu reprimanded: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Yin Buzai looked outside the door, curled his lips and asked in a low voice: "How is he?"

Old Wu let Si'er, who was crying, grind the ink, and said angrily, "What can I do, let God take his life hanging from side to side, and where is that stinky brat?! Let him get out!"

Dare to call Wu Weiyang a stinky brat, Old Wu is also a true warrior.

However, Wu Weiyang never cared about Old Wu's bad tone when it came to Su Beiqin's matter. He was standing in the yard, but when he heard Old Wu calling him, he walked in with a blank expression.

Old Wu originally wanted to be mean to him, but Wu Weiyang's expression was a little frightening. I don't know if it was because of the cloudy sky or the poor lighting in this room. Wu Weiyang's eyes were dark and dark, which made people feel cold.

Lao Wu began to write the prescription, while writing, he warned: "Don't assign him any work these few days, let him lie in bed and have a good rest. If the sun is good one day, take him out to bask in the sun. If he takes good care of himself, he might be able to escape. Had a serious illness."

Old Wu changed his words, but he didn't see Wu Weiyang's complexion any better. Everyone in the room was stabbed by Wu Weiyang's murderous aura and made them feel uncomfortable. Yin didn't know Wu Weiyang's temperament. He cleared his throat and pulled over. Mo Ziqi said: "I don't think we have anything to do here. Let's go down and do things first. Doing more will save Mr. Su trouble, right?"

I don't know who to say the last "Yes" to, no one answered him, Yin Buzai laughed dryly, and dragged Mo Ziqi out for a walk before Wu Weiyang poked him with a saber in the eye.

Si'er hiccupped and didn't dare to cry anymore. He rubbed the ink for Old Wu silently. After Old Wu finished writing the last word, he let out a sigh of relief, and Wu Weiyang asked calmly, "Fang Zi finished writing?"

Old Wu snorted, took the medicine box and the prescription, and walked out, "I'll make the medicine, and he will drink it when he wakes up, for ten days and half a month."

Wu Weiyang nodded, watched Lao Wu and the others go out, and closed the door casually. As soon as the door was closed, the room became dark again, making it look more and more cold and peaceful.

There was a little smell of medicine left in the house. When Su Beiqin was in the uninhabited village, he soaked in the medicine jar almost every day. For too long, the clothes on his body had a smell of medicine, and he couldn't get rid of it. Wherever it goes, fortunately it doesn't smell bad, but it has a bitter and awe-inspiring smell.

Wu Weiyang walked to Su Beiqin's bed, but did not sit down. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Su Beiqin on the bed, and said after a long time, "Mister, are you awake?"

Su Beiqin closed his eyes, let out a gasp from his throat, and turned over with difficulty, "Wei Yang?"

Wu Weiyang stared at Su Beiqin, whose face was so pale that it was almost transparent, his heart was on fire. He hated Su Beiqin so much that he didn't know what to do. He hated Su Beiqin who refused to give him an answer, and he also hated Su Beiqin who was still worried about him for him. This calling and heartbeating self.

Wu Weiyang clenched his fists, but still did not sit down by the bed, he dragged the stool and sat down, "Why did you force me to come here, sir?"

Su Beiqin was silent for a while, and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were already beautiful in shape. Under the dim light, the dark eyes were like pearls in a puddle of water, transparent and affectionate.

As if it was inconvenient to get up, he looked at Wu Weiyang from bottom to top, and said with a soft smile: "What? Are you still angry?"

Wu Weiyang raised his eyebrows, almost stood up and kicked the chair, he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Su Beiqin, "If I don't do this, you can hide from me for ten and a half months, even though this The trick is too much, but Bei Qin is really helpless."

Wu Weiyang sneered, "You are only looking for me to worry about major affairs in the world. With the master's strategy, you don't have to insist on discussing with me. I still have quite confidence in the sir."

Su Beiqin burst out laughing, "Only King Wu, why does he look like a child when he gets angry." He paused thoughtfully, "But judging by his age, he is indeed still a child."

Wu Weiyang was going crazy with anger. He became famous at the age of 13 and made great military achievements. Later, he compiled the national code and was praised for being both civil and military. The son was actually treated as a half-grown child by Su Beiqin.

But he calmed down quickly, "What exactly is Mr. Su trying to say?"

Su Beiqin struggled to get up from the heavy quilt. Although Wu Weiyang was still angry, he subconsciously helped him. Su Beiqin held his arm and sat up straight, but did not let go. He moved closer to Wu Weiyang, On the fair and thin face, there was an extremely cold expression, and even the spring-like eyes that seemed to be affectionate just now were covered with a layer of ice.

"Let me ask Lord Wu, if I refuse to accept you, will you give up the world?"