Startled Meng

He Qian deserves to be a person who has fought in battle and killed the enemy, and he is not just joking.

Picking up a long gun, he beat out the three villains who were making trouble. The officers and soldiers who brought them surrounded the rest of the refugees with knives.

"Jiangling has experienced floods and epidemics. When the city was in the most difficult time, I sent letters to the surrounding state capitals many times, but none of the state capitals replied to help. It was only because of the city's self-rescue that Jiangling City did not fall to the point of destroying the city!"

"Jiangling City is in ruins, and the residence has just experienced a catastrophe. The general could have followed Muzhou's example and guarded the city gate, as well as the breach in the west of the city. Not a single refugee was allowed in!"

"Master Yan, the magistrate, has been planning for days before he came up with a way to accommodate you. He also invited the sage Doctor Tang to treat your illnesses. It is already the best of humanity. If anyone is unwilling, you can get out now!"

"Tear down the tent and beat people?" He Qian kicked the three villains, "Jiangling City accepts refugees, but not villains!"

He Qian hadn't lost his temper that much in a long time, so he was on the verge of bringing the troublemaker to justice.

Yu Fangzhi watched from a distance, smiled and said to Yan Cijing: "This kind of thing, why do you have to sneak up, your lord is too gentle."

Yan Cijing was still afraid after thinking about it for a while: "I never thought that the refugees would have a lot of dissatisfaction."

Yu Fang knows: "People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and adults are kind, but others may not appreciate it."

Yan Cijing said sadly: "This matter... did I do something wrong?"

If Yu Fangzhi and He Qian didn't make a move, it would be fine for him to suffer some minor injuries. If he really hurt the kind Tang Shuang, he would die.

Of course Yu Fangzhi knew his guilt and remorse, and it was because he knew it that he felt more distressed.

"If the epidemic had occurred in Muzhou back then, and the prefect of Muzhou asked Lord Yan to help him, what would Master Yan do?"

Yan Cijing didn't hesitate: "That must be saved!"

Yu Fang knew with a smile: "Didn't you hear what the people in the city said when Mr. Yan was observing the sentiments of the people? Mr. Yan is a good official, Mr. Yan is a great benefactor, what else? Let me think..."

Yan Cijing smiled, and the sorrow between his brows dissipated, he pursed his lips and smiled: "Really?"

"When Mr. Yan did these things, didn't you think about what the people would think? You lead people to repair canals, open official warehouses to save people, risk your life to catch epidemic diseases, build construction projects, and piles of piles, the people are all watching in the eyes."

Yu Fangzhi pressed Yan Cijing's ear: "I see it too, and I often admire it in private. What I have a crush on is really an amazing treasure."

The kind words and soft words made it hard for Yan Cijing to resist, and the haze in his heart was swept away, leaving only the growing embarrassment and bewilderment. His eyes drifted away, and he pointed at He Qian: "I, I will go ask Condition."

"Go, you don't need to report to me."

Yan Ci glanced at him, and left without looking back.

He Qian has "pacified" the refugees. Within three numbers, those who do not want to stay can leave on their own, and those who stay must follow the arrangements.

As a result, no one left.

Then just do what you have to do.

He Qian ordered Yue Junshan to lead people to guard the group of refugees, and let them clean up the mess by themselves. Those who needed medical treatment should come to Tang Shuang by themselves.

After seeing how terrifying the refugees' riots were, He Qian didn't dare to let the refugees approach Tang Shuang.

The old and young, women and children were fine, and the rest were held in place by the officers and soldiers, and asked Tang Shuang to diagnose and treat them. Those with fever and cough would be given some pills, and those with bruises, bruises, swelling and pain should be bandaged. They have all killed the enemy in battle, so what kind of injuries won't be healed?It's just that the hands and feet are not light or heavy, and the medicine makes it look like a punishment, and there is a lot of screaming.

Yan Cijing saw that Tang Shuang was free, so he went to apologize.

Tang Shuang was also waiting for him, and before he could speak, she grabbed his wrist and felt his pulse.

"Fortunately, Mr. Yan was just frightened, nothing serious."

Yan Cijing apologized: "Let another doctor come next time."

Tang Shuang shook her head: "I know that nothing will happen if I follow Mr. Yan, so I came here."

Yan Cijing was puzzled, and Tang Shuang didn't explain. He lowered his head and tidied up the medicine box, and said vaguely, "Master Yan always has noble people to help him, and he can save the day from danger every time."

Yan Cijing was silent for a long time, Tang Shuang covered the medicine box, looked up, and said with a faint smile, "Master Yan seems to have something to say."

"Yes," Yan Cijing saw no one around, and said, "I've been wanting to ask before, but I couldn't find the opportunity."

Tang Shuang: "My lord, please tell me."

Yan Cijing: "I want to ask about blind medicine."

"Please say."

Yan Cijing hesitated and said, "To be exact, it's not a kind of medicine, it should be a kind of fragrance."

Tang Shuang: "Aroma can also be used as medicine. Do you still remember the appearance and smell?"

Yan Cijing finally spoke out the secret that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "The incense slices are like bark, slightly curved, purple-black, and when burned, there will be reddish smoke, which can make people drowsy and demented.

The pastry that Black Eagle forced him to eat that day was mixed with sweat medicine, and when he was forced into the house, he was not completely unconscious, but watched helplessly as Black Eagle threw the incense into the smoker.

Tang Shuang thought for a while, and said, "Ordinary fragrances are light in color, Master Yan said that the smoke is light red... but is it a return?"

"Returning to the soul?" Yan Cijing said.

Tang Shuang nodded: "Ordinary incense tablets can be used as medicine, but soul-returning incense is not. It is mostly used in the boudoir. Master Yan has seen it?"

"Huh?" Yan Cijing said, "I saw it last time at the pharmacy."

Tang Shuang said: "Huanhun incense originally came from the northern region, and it was taken from the unique snow deer in this area. Since the war in the northern border, the trade route has also been cut off. What Mr. Yan saw should be just imitations, and the effect is far less than that of Huihun. "

It turned out that what I saw on the street that day was just an imitation, Yan Cijing asked again: "Then the returning soul...is there a way to dissolve it?"

Yan Cijing was talking to Tang Shuang here, while Yu Fangzhi was watching from afar.

After making sure that Yan Cijing was not injured, Yu Fang knew that he could finally let go of his ups and downs, and as soon as he relaxed, the tiger's mouth on his right hand felt a burning pain.

It didn't save any effort when he flicked the whip, and his tiger's mouth was ground to a bloody mess, but he didn't care, he was thinking about Yan Cijing's smile just now.

It seems that Yan Cijing really accepted him.

Did the white jade left last night play a role?

Yu Fang knew that he was in a happy mood, and followed the officers and soldiers to clean up the mess.

Saying that it is cleaning up the mess is just a nice way of saying it on the surface, how can Young Master Yu do it himself?

"Pick up the broken porcelain pieces quickly, or you will be covered in blood at night."

"It's necessary to make trouble. It was messed up as soon as it was cleaned up in the morning. In the end, it's not cleaned up by yourself?"

Yu Fang knew that he was watching from the sidelines, so he used his words, but the refugees all remembered his fierce appearance when he whipped the whip. No one dared to talk back to him, and with a circle of officers and soldiers staring at him, who would dare to be presumptuous?

The burnt ruins were transported out of the fence, and Yu Fangzhi stood at the entrance, tired of hiding back and forth, so he went into the village.

"Hey! Look, what is this white flower?"

"It seems...a piece of jade?"

The two refugees squatted on the ground to dig out the mud, took out a lumpy hard object wrapped in yellow mud, rubbed it on their knees a few times, but still did not wipe off the mud stains on it, but facing the sun, they could already see clearly that it was a rare piece of mud. It's a good jade.

"I'm telling you! I saw this! I have to have it!"

"I get it and it's mine, don't snatch it!"

The two stopped moving things, and started wrestling, fighting for the piece of jade. The person under the pressure was unwilling to let go, and held it high to prevent it from being touched.

Suddenly his eyes dimmed, and the things in his hands disappeared. The refugee yelled and rushed towards the robber. He recognized this person, and the vicious general called him the young master.

So what about the young master, can the young master steal things from people?

The eldest young master smiled contemptuously, clutching jade tightly, and walked away without looking back.

Frightened by the appearance of eating people, the refugee took two steps back and fell to the ground, muttering: "Did I almost die just now?"

Yu Fang knew that he was going to die, and was furious when he saw the white jade that was trampled into the mud.

He remembered that this jade was put into Yan Cijing's hand by himself last night, and somehow it was discarded here.

Yan Cijing didn't cherish it, but he cherished this white jade engraved for a long time.

When carving jade, I thought a lot. I thought about the tit-for-tat confrontation when we met for the first time, the mutual assistance when we were in danger many times, the absurd wedding ceremony, and most of all, I wanted to be able to protect Yan Cijing forever.

When he was washing jade, he didn't think so much, he wanted to hide Yan Cijing's indifference when he was close, the red eyes, and the loud slap after the candle was extinguished.

The stream was icy cold, and Yu Fang knew that his fingers were black from the cold, and the white jade was still not washed clean, and dirt was hidden in every finely carved part.

Yu Fangzhi rubbed harder and harder, the wound on the tiger's mouth was rubbed open, and the bright red blood stained the white jade again.

It was he who finally compromised.

The white jade hadn't been washed clean, and yellow mud and blood were still stuck in the dents.

Yu Fangzhi put Bai Yu into his arms, and Yu was soaked in cold water until he was freezing, which made him stand on his head in the summer.

Seeing Yan Cijing walking towards him, he let a smile appear on the corner of his mouth, looking the same as usual.

"Want to go back?"

Yan Cijing nodded: "Leave the rest to General He."

Yu Fangzhi asked, "Shall I see you off?"

It is rare for Yan Cijing to agree, how could Yu Fangzhi miss the opportunity to be alone?Attracted a fast horse, turned over, pulled the whip, and stretched out his hand to Yan Cijing: "Come up."

Yan Cijing didn't touch him, grabbed the saddle and got on the horse neatly, and sat in front of Yu Fangzhi.

The author says:

Yu Fangzhi is really sad (Happy New Year!!!)