Startled Meng

Two years later.

hospital.

In the afternoon, the sun was so bright that few people moved around, but it was not surprising that someone occasionally came to the door. When the curtain was lifted, Tang Shuang at the desk subconsciously looked up, but did not look away again.

No one in Jiangling knew that Yan Zhifu was born handsome and beautiful, he was wearing a water blue thin shirt, which showed his long figure, his black hair was high and tied, and the heat did not damage his dignity at all, at least there were some spots on his cheeks. A little bit of heat adds a bit of vividness, like a winter flower strayed into the hot summer.

Immediately, Tang Shuang felt that the heat in the room had subsided a lot, and her hot mood was much calmer. She was in a daze when Xiao Wu beside her snorted softly and muttered, "My eyes are about to fall out."

Tang Shuang ignored him, stood up to greet him with a slight smile, "Master Yan."

"Doctor Tang." Yan Cijing nodded, sat down in front of the desk, raised his right hand and put it on the pulse pillow, showing his pale wrist, "Doctor Lao Tang made a pulse diagnosis and drank the decoction for two months, it is effective ?”

The way of medicine pays attention to observation, hearing and questioning. Tang Shuang has already confirmed that Yan Cijing's decoction was not wasted at all. "The decoction of Guilu Erxian is the most bitter, but the effect is the best."

When Tang Shuang said so, the bitter taste in Yan Cijing's mouth seemed to be lingering, and he hesitated: "The most bitter?"

"Well," Tang Shuang put away the pulse pillow, and said, "It's Mr. Meng who said it's okay to suffer."

"No problem?" Yan Cijing was a little depressed. It's not that Meng Jingyuan didn't know that he was most afraid of suffering. He would not drink ordinary soups and medicines, so he went to grab the most bitter ones. When we met at the end of the year, he Be sure to ask about this.

Tang Shuang could see Yan Cijing's displeasure, and hurriedly defended Meng Jingyuan who was far away in the sky: "Master Yan takes the decoction on time, and it's okay to soak in the cold spring for a short time."

Having said that, Yan Cijing calmed down a bit, thanked Tang Shuang, got up and left, and set off for the cold spring.

The so-called cold spring is located on Lingji Mountain outside the city, where it grows surrounded by hundreds of herbs. When it is difficult to endure the scorching heat, go soak for an hour or two, so that the dryness and heat will fade away, and the whole body will feel comfortable.

Yan Cijing knew that this place was still beautiful. Juniper and Du Yan came back and told him that everyone in Jiangling knew everyone and anyone could go. When Yan Cijing heard this, he immediately packed up his things and went. Feel the feeling, but was stopped by Meng Jingyuan, saying that he wasted too much when he was insidious in the middle border area before, and this cold spring is soaked with extremely nourishing herbs, which ordinary people can soak, but he absolutely cannot soak.

Yan Cijing had doubts in his heart, but seeing that Meng Jingyuan was willing to accompany him to fight hard and didn't go to the cold spring, he lost all temper.He originally planned to drink the medicine, but after counting the time, it would be cold after drinking the medicine, so he refused to drink any more. In the summer of this year, Meng Jingyuan threatened him that if he didn't drink it, he would not be able to go to the cold spring again. Picked up the medicine bowl.

After drinking the medicine for two months without supervision, Yan Cijing was able to go to the cold spring alone.

Even though Jun Song and Du Yan, who knew about it by his side, could see that Yan Cijing was missing him, he would not take the initiative to bring it up, but Duan Chengkong who was walking towards him was different, he asked without hesitation: "Master Yan? When will my villain come back? I haven't seen him since the Chinese New Year!"

"Master Duan was joking," Yan Cijing touched the doll on Duan Chengkong's head, and said, "Jing Yuan only set off in April, why didn't I see him?"

The baby was held by the hand, giggling, and writhing non-stop. Duan Chengkong struggled to stabilize him, glanced at Yan Cijing, and lightly said, "He's staying in your house and can't come out. How can I have the chance to see him?" ?”

Yan Cijing didn't argue with him, scratched the baby's feet, and said, "Master Duan and the young master of the Yu family are inseparable, how can there be young master of the Meng family in his eyes?"

Duan Chengkong chuckled, "As the old saying goes, you don't take care of your children. No one cares about your children at home. Why don't I take care of them myself!"

What I said is that although the Yu family is no longer the richest man in Da Yin, a nanny can still be hired.

Yan Cijing didn't expose him, but instead asked: "Master Duan, you have also been to Mobei, in your opinion, can Jingyuan come back before the end of the year?"

Duan Chengkong gave a "tsk", as if he had caught Yan Cijing's handle, he was a little proud, and then restrained himself after the fun, and said solemnly, "In the past, I can't say for sure, but in the past two years, the northern border has not An Ning, he shouldn't be far away, hurry up and maybe come back for a new year!"

Duan Chengkong likes to tease honest people, so he said, "It's not an ordinary couple, can't they still be inseparable?"

"Yes."

Yan Cijing was still meticulous, but what he said made Duan Chengkong dumbfounded.

Duan Chengkong felt unwell like seeing a ghost, "Master Yan, look at you! Well, the baby is going home, I'm leaving!"

Yan Cijing agrees with his heart and mouth, not out of intention to embarrass Duan Chengkong, now that Duan Chengkong says he wants to leave, he has no choice but to stand and watch.

I saw the doll fluttering in Duan Chengkong's arms, grabbing a purple silk handkerchief with his small hand and waving it carelessly, and seeing Duan Chengkong grabbing it frantically, snatching it back and putting it away, he didn't forget to pinch the doll's face as a lesson.

From such a distance, Yan Cijing could still hear Duan Chengkong's laugh, but the laughter had long since lost its previous indulgence.

Yan Cijing knew that in the early years, he traveled all over the world in the sky, relying on being free from worries. Later, he realized that the so-called freedom he was proud of was bought with the years of two weak women. In this way, he lost his previous state of mind and was willing to settle down in Jiangling.

Duan Chengkong will stay for two years, and he will stay for many more years in the future. What about Meng Jingyuan?

Yan Cijing hadn't seen him for a long time. The last time he went to Southland, it took half a year since he left. Now he is going to Mobei, which is farther away. I don't know how long it will take to see him again.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Yu Wanqian collapses, there is still a small amount of income enough to eat and drink. In Yan Cijing's view, Meng Jingyuan has not yet reached the point where he has to work so hard.

Before setting off, he said that jade stones are good, but why did he go to Luoshizi Mobei...

Thinking about it this way, it would be better to spend more time meeting in Ye City!Yan Cijing thought about going back and asking Juniper to count the money on hand, although it was not much, but there was still some to make up, and when he wanted to buy Meng Jingyuan, let him rest for a while, and stop running around.

"A Song!"

Yan Cijing was sitting in the carriage heading towards the cold spring outside the city, when he opened the curtain to talk to Juniper, the carriage also stopped.

"My lord, here!" Juniper pointed distressedly at the crowd in front of the carriage, and looking back, Yan Cijing had already got off the carriage and was walking towards the crowd.

"Master Yan!"

"Master Yan is here!"

Seeing Yan Cijing, the people gathered in a group gave way one after another, giving way to the center of the crowd.

Surrounded by a fallen oil seller and a man in brown clothes with a hostile face, Yan Cijing approached, and after the sweaty smell of the crowded crowd dissipated, the scent of the oil spilled all over the floor became stronger. .

The old man recognized Yan Cijing, as if seeing a savior, he let go of the man's legs, sat down on the ground and wiped his tears: "Master Yan! You have to make the decision for me! He—"

"My lord? You are the magistrate of Jiangling?" The brown-clothed man is tall and burly, with an accent that doesn't seem like a local, "It's just in time! This old thing insists that I stole his money, you come to judge! I didn't even touch it Pass him! How to steal!"

"It's you!" The oil seller beat up the brown-clothed man, "I sleep with the brim of my hat on, and you stole my purse, give it back to me!"

"Give it back to him! Thief!" The surrounding people also made a fuss.

After listening to the quarrel, Yan Cijing finally understood that the oil seller woke up immediately after realizing that his purse had been stolen in his sleep. Seeing that the man in brown clothes looked strange, he immediately grabbed him. Asked, the man in brown refused to admit it, the two wrestled and knocked over the oil drum, causing unknown neighbors, they all pointed at the man in brown and called him a thief, the reason was that he was not from the city and looked strange to him.

After a long commotion, the officers and soldiers also came, and the man in brown clothes scolded him when he saw this posture: "The officials are crushing people to death! I am a good citizen! Why do you arrest me!"

Yan Cijing ignored him, and made a look for the government soldiers to hold him down and search him.

"It's hot, so I won't bother to bring you into the mansion for interrogation. I will make my own conclusion later on which is right and which is wrong."

The search found a money bag, and the oil seller was dumbfounded: "No, it's not mine..."

The brown-clothed man laughed loudly: "I told you I didn't touch you, so kowtow to me immediately to apologize!"

Yan Cijing looked as usual, and ordered someone to bring a basin of water. When the man in brown clothes saw it, his smile froze on his face. I poured the copper coins into the water, and seeing the oily flowers constantly floating up, it is reasonable to arrest people.

The common people clapped their hands and applauded, and the oil seller wept with joy. He reached out and grabbed more than a dozen copper coins and counted them. The rest waved their hands and said they were not his.

"Take it, let him overthrow the oil drum to compensate." Yan Cijing said as he left, he was already sweating profusely after being delayed in the crowd for a while, so he didn't look good at the man in brown clothes, "Take him back and keep him under strict supervision. .”

Afterwards, the oil seller's thanks were drowned out by the cheers of the neighbors and the abuse of the thief, and some were extremely jealous and even picked up stones to throw.

"Master Yan, be careful!"

Yan Cijing took a suffocating breath, and felt a gust of wind pass by behind him, and then the burning sensation of the scorching sun on his head subsided a lot. He still didn't know what happened behind him, but his back was numb for no reason, and even the tip of his nose was sore.

He could recognize that breath of longing and longing, and he couldn't be more familiar with it.

"My lord Yan, why didn't you say thank you to the grassroots for helping you avoid the disaster?"

Yan Cijing forgot how to smile, turned around in a daze, didn't ask how the small stone that was close at hand flew here, just stared straight at Meng Jingyuan, overwhelmed with surprise: "Why are you back?"

The stupid appearance made Meng Jingyuan laugh, he threw away the pebbles casually, said "Assault on Mr. Yan, the crime will be aggravated", and took Yan Cijing away grandiosely.

Jun Jun was also happy when he saw Meng Jingyuan, and opened the curtain to greet him, but Meng Jingyuan didn't get in the car, so he squeezed Yan Cijing's palm and said, "I know you're going to Lengquan, you go first, and I'll be there later."

Yan Cijing suppressed his curiosity, nodded, and got into the car first.

When I got in the car, I still couldn't forget it. I opened the curtain and looked back, just in time to see Yinyue from Chenxi Building happily running out of the building, and holding Meng Jingyuan with a smile.

Yan Cijing stared intently until the figures of the two people turned into two small dots, until the gossip that was in his ears gradually faded away.

Yan Cijing dropped the bed curtain and sat back in the car, sneering, there is no need to go to that cold spring, he is not hot at all.

The author says:

Xiao Meng, you are finished!