My country, you can pinch it

The official road has changed from bluestone slabs to rammed loess, and the road has become more and more rugged.

Fortunately, the Prince's car is spacious and stable, even if it lacks the necessary suspension system, as long as the speed is slowed down, the uncomfortable force can always be relieved.

It's just that Liu Ke looked at Fang Jinling leaning sleepily in the carriage. Every time he shook, the man's face turned paler, and his frowning eyebrows never relaxed, which inevitably made him feel distressed.

He couldn't help asking, "Would you like to stop for a while?"

Fang Jinling shook his head when he heard the words, and said in a hoarse voice: "The more you rest, the more tired you will be, and the more uncomfortable you will be. This road always has to be walked, so you might as well grit your teeth and go quickly."

This is true, the destination is there, the distance will not be shortened because of the rest, but the time will be lengthened and more tormented.

"Then bear with it, and in three days we will be close to the border of Yongliang, and the official road will be much smoother then." Liu Ke'an's tone was indescribably gentle.

"En." Fang Jinling nodded. He looked at Liu Ke's still worried face, so he smiled and comforted, "It's already thanks to His Highness, if I leave by myself, I won't be able to recover so quickly from my illness."

That is!Liu Ke said proudly: "Do you think this carriage was prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs? Those guys who cut corners are not so kind. This is what the Ministry of Industry urged to drive out during the Spring Festival. To be so comfortable in every aspect.”

No wonder, even if you looked at the guard of honor when you set off, the people who saw you off were average, but the luxury of this carriage was so eye-catching, it turned out to be Liu Ke himself.

Fang Jinling's heart skipped a beat, and he joked, "It's not for me, is it?"

"Not for you, but for myself?"

Liu Ke's casual remark made Fang Jinling stunned, and even he was stunned.

For a while, the two stared at each other, speechless, as if there was some meaning in the words, but it didn't seem to mean much.

In the end, the thick-skinned Liu Keqing coughed and changed the subject, "If you can't hold on, just say it. If you get sick again, your mother and sister don't have to worry to death. I blame you for not taking good care of you."

Fang Jinling lowered her eyes and said, "How could my mother and sisters be so ungrateful? They kept me here, so they knew it would be better for me."

Isn't it?Liu Ke is not boasting, he has never been so kind to someone in his life.

It started with a rain a few days ago.

It is near the northwest, the weather is cold, and people are already tired. Although the rain was not heavy and did not last long, Fang Jinling hid in the car and did not get wet at all. He drank ginger soup to relieve the cold afterwards, but his body was as It was like paper, and when the cold air touched it, I immediately fell ill.

The disease came on violently, and Fang Jinling immediately developed a fever.

Shang Qingrong was almost worried to death, and immediately brought someone to take care of her, fearing that Fang Jinling, who was sick, would bring trouble to Liu Ke, and even more afraid that the latter would aggravate her condition if she could not take good care of her.

Liu Ke didn't insist. His relationship with Fang Jinling was nothing more than... friends, no matter how worried he was, there was no reason to keep him.So he sent Xiaotuanzi to lead the doctor to have a look, and sent over the medicinal materials scavenged from the palace and his two elder brothers to inquire about his condition.

Bowl after bowl of medicine was poured down, and Shang Qingrong took care of Fang Jinling with the two maids in a perplexed way, and finally relieved Fang Jinling's heat.

However, their location happened to be in the wilderness, and it was impossible to find a nearby place to rest first. If they left the team, it would be even more difficult.

In the end, Liu Ke gave up his luxury car. Although it couldn't eliminate the bumps, it was at least much more comfortable than the Shang family's. He asked Shang Qingrong to take Fang Jinling to rest in it, and he got out of the car and rode for a few days.

This move undoubtedly won the gratitude of the Shang family immediately, and they developed a good impression of the worst rumored King Ning.

When Fang Jinling recovered a few days later, Shang Qingrong left the car, but left his son behind.

Liu Ke felt that he deserved this trust, so he asked, "Do you want something to eat? But you are so stupid, it seems that you can't eat anything, porridge?"

Hearing the porridge for several days, Fang Jinling felt sick to his stomach, frowned even deeper, and shook his head directly.

"It's so uncomfortable, how about going to sleep?"

Fang Jinling still shook his head, "I can't sleep."

What else?

Liu Ke, who had never taken care of patients before, was confused, "How about a bowl of soothing soup to help you sleep?"

Fang Jinling glanced at him faintly: "I've already drank too much, I feel like throwing up."

Liu Ke: "..." He had no choice.

"Did we follow a lot of convoys recently?" Fang Jinling asked suddenly.

Liu Ke nodded: "Well, they are all caravans going to Yongliang, and they followed a long list without knowing it."

"I once heard from my brother-in-law that there are often bandits robbing the official roads near Yongliang. His Highness has brought more than a thousand elites. Ordinary bandits would definitely not dare to do anything wrong."

Liu Ke rubbed his chin, "So they borrowed from the Lord, should I ask them for some protection money? If you go to Yongliang, they should be big merchants."

Fang Jinling laughed when he heard the words: "Maybe they are still eager to pay tribute."

Taking the short hands and eating the soft mouth, and taking all the money, if there is any eventuality, Liu Ke can't pretend that he can't see it.Besides, as the master of Yongliang, it was a rare opportunity to show his face in front of Liu Ke.

Thinking about it this way, Liu Ke clicked his tongue and waved his hand, "Forget it, trouble, as long as they are safe and sound, I won't bother to ask for those three melons and two dates..."

Seeing the tiredness on Fang Jinling's face, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "I said, little Lingling, you've already become like this, so don't worry so much like an old lady, okay?"

Fang Jinling smiled: "It's okay, when we arrive in Yongliang, His Highness's journey is over, and I have to go north with my mother and sister, so I can't be with you anymore. We should cherish this short time together. "

As soon as these words came out, Liu Ke was taken aback for a moment, and his mood immediately sank heavily like a dark cloud covering the sun. He pursed his lips, looked at Fang Jinling, and said nothing.

Fang Jinling frowned, "Your Highness, are you reluctant to part with me?"

"Don't put gold on your face, it's just..." Liu Ke subconsciously denied, but seeing Fang Jinling's smile, he couldn't continue.

At this moment, strong emotions escaped from the bottom of his heart, flooding his limbs and bones, clearly telling him that he was unwilling.

This carriage, when Liu Ke decided to go to Yongliang, people watched and built it, in order to save the sick rabbit from the hardships of traveling and traveling.

Liu Ke has always been a simple person, he is not as particular about ostentation as his two elder brothers, food and clothing need to be fine-tuned, tea sets, chess boards, books, incense ornaments, and all kinds of broken things should be brought, so he can easily go alone When I got into the carriage, I brought a few short story books at most, and if the carriage was big enough, three or four people could sit comfortably.

But now Fang Jinling is the only person in this spacious carriage, and the chest of drawers that originally only contained some utensils such as cups and bowls has been filled with medicine bottles belonging to Fang Jinling, the Four Treasures of the Study for notes, and bits and pieces. s things.

The small box next to the chest of drawers is now stacked in two, and it contains Fang Jinling's books. Occasionally, Liu Ke would look through them out of curiosity, but he was immediately dismissed by those articles that made his head stutter. Find a storybook to read, at most read travel notes and miscellaneous books to pass the time.

In addition, the place where the bedding, blankets and pillows are placed on the other side, because this person is afraid of the cold, has already prepared three times more than ordinary people.

Fang Jinling is a fastidious person, often thirsty and coughing dryly, the stove has never been turned off from the beginning to the end, hot water is always simmering, and there is cold white water on the table.

……

This carriage is said to belong to Liu Ke, but unconsciously, it has already been occupied by Fang Jinling's things, leaving deep marks on it. If it is empty again, Liu Ke will be very sad just thinking about that kind of melancholy.

He never knew that he cared so much about this skinny rabbit.

"Your Highness..."

It was Fang Jinling's call that brought Liu Ke back to his senses. He raised his head and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

"Since we are approaching Yongliang, let's talk about this frontier city that will soon become the foundation of His Highness." Fang Jinling laughed hoarsely.

In fact, it should have been said earlier, it's just that Fang Jinling fell ill halfway, and has never been able to care about it. Now that his body has recovered a little, and he is approaching Yongliang, he has to let Liu Ke have a bottom line before leaving.

"How much does Your Highness know?"

Now that we were talking about business, Liu Ke put away his messy thoughts and said, "I don't know much, but everyone knows that Yongliang is a place where you can't even eat a bowl of white rice. Selecting local officials, no one wants to come here to be the magistrate of the county, even if it is a juren, they would rather sit on the bench and wait for other vacancies. In short, except for those who cannot be exiled here, and those who cannot get along in the Central Plains, or who are in the yamen Those with portraits, and those who followed us desperately for money...no one will come."

Liu Ke finished listing one, two, three, four, and finally picked it up and pointed to himself, "There is one more, just for the rabbit... Cough, I can't think about it, my lord."

Fang Jinling couldn't help but smile, "His Highness's summary is vivid and interesting, quite vivid."

"Just make fun of me." Liu Ke didn't care, rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully, "I heard that there are all kinds of people living in it. Just look at the skin on the street, and they have different skin colors, and the gods they believe in are also strange. Strange, that's why all kinds of forces have been bred, and from time to time, there are fights and fights because of shitty things, and the guys who fish in troubled waters stir up, it's a mess, a mess..."

He shook his head, a little disgusted.

Fang Jinling said, "It's also a place tailor-made for His Highness." Chaos means no one is in charge, and there are great opportunities.

"It's true, as long as the master is gone, no matter who is on my territory, then you have to obey me, and don't jump on any grasshopper!"

His confident and domineering words deepened the smile in Fang Jinling's eyes, "Since His Highness wants to say the same in Yongliang, he must be clear about the forces of all parties."

"Of course, the biggest force in Yongliang is not Zhizhou, but the descendants of General Dingyuan who shocked the Western Regions in the previous dynasty. The Zhang surname clan has a large number of people and has a deep foundation. The second is the people of the Western Regions living in Yongliang. The Hu people are all in groups. The last one is the prefect Lu Wanshan. I checked the records of the Ministry of Officials. Although Yongliang belongs to the Dashun prefecture, the prefect sent by the imperial court seems to have not been changed for eight years. It has happened before He has been in office for a few years, but if he dies or gets sick, he won't stay for long, and this Lu Wanshan has stayed in office until now, and he probably doesn't care about everything."

At this moment, Jin Ling was finally surprised. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Liu Ke. The latter showed a smug expression, "Do you think how the Lord knows so much?"

"Ah."

Liu Ke waved his hand, "What's the matter, you know, I heard it from your sister and brother-in-law, the master gave you the carriage to recuperate before, and I chatted with them while riding the horse, I generally understand everything."

"I see. It seems that I was worrying too much." Fang Jinling said with a smile.

"Don't think about it." Liu Keqing coughed, "I know your kindness, but you are sick, and you won't get better if you worry too much. After all, this letter belongs to me. Besides, who is the brother between us?" ?”

He took half a cup of cold water from Xiaofang Tablet, took the teapot on the stove, and poured hot water into it, then handed it to Fang Jinling, "Hey, if you don't recover from the wind and sand in the northwest before you arrive in Yongliang, you'll be fine later." You will suffer again."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Fang Jinling took it, lowered his head and sipped it, while Liu Ke sat on the side and looked at him, pursed his lips and finally said: "Little Lingling, if you feel uncomfortable staying in the Xilinghou Mansion, or if you don't feel comfortable there, come to Yong Liang is looking for me, brother is covering you."

"Okay, I'll come." Fang Jinling agreed so simply that Liu Ke raised the corners of his lips.

Fang Jinling looked at Liu Ke, and saw that the short story book was half open, "Why don't you continue reading the story book, and find a copy for me, I'll flip through it casually, maybe I'll feel sleepy. "

That's fine too, but looking at Fang Jinling's pathetic and crooked appearance, I guess I can't keep my eyes on the same thing, what book should I read?

After thinking for a while, Liu Ke said: "You might as well lie down, I can read to you, I'm so tired from reading."

Fang Jinling was surprised: "You read it to me?"

"That's right, it's easier to listen to than it looks, anyway, it's all stories." Liu Ke was a little unhappy while talking, "Why, you still think I'm not good at reading?" He has never been so considerate in his life Yes, purely for fun.

Fang Jinling shook his head hastily, and said softly, "Why, I'm flattered." He looked at Liu Ke, with a smile on his pale face, and anticipation in his eyes.

"You're sensible." Liu Ke raised his eyebrows, and hummed twice, "Who made you a sick person, I will condescend to take care of you a little bit, lie down, and listen comfortably if you want."

Fang Jinling obediently lay beside Liu Ke, who conveniently stuffed him with a pillow.Liu Ke took a look to see if the quilt was covered, so she picked up the small story book next to her, and continued to read the passage she read earlier.

"Yun Niang stared straight at her husband with her watery eyes, her face was as red as a cloud, her color was like a peach blossom, and her voice was as soft as bones, 'Sir, don't leave tonight, my family is sick...'"

Liu Ke dryly read a sentence, and almost dropped the book, what kind of nonsense is written here, it's too embarrassing!At first, I didn't think it was a big deal, and I thought it was very exciting, but when I read it, it made me feel like a crack in the ground.

As soon as he closed the book, he immediately turned his head to look at Fang Jinling, who was also looking at him, wondering, "What's wrong?"

"This is not serious, let's change another one." Liu Ke didn't intend to ask for advice, and quickly threw away the "lewd" script book in his hand, and found another one from the corner.

Seeing this, Fang Jinling couldn't laugh or cry, how can there be any seriousness in these books, isn't what they want is something about love between men and women?

Luckily, Liu Ke was interested, but there was no woman around him.

Yes, after spending so many days with him, Fang Jinling found that there was only a small group of servants serving Liu Ke, and the rest of the maids were in another car. They usually didn't see anyone, and only appeared briefly when they were washing and changing. And with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, he didn't say a word, and of course he didn't say a word from his concubine.

According to Xiaotuanzi, Liu Ke didn't intend to find a wife in this life, and let that dog be the princess for the rest of his life.

I like to read romance stories, but I don't want to experience them myself. Fang Jinling thinks this person is amazing.

Liu Ke finally planned to start reading from the part where they met, so that there would not be too much inappropriate content.

His serious voice is a bit deep and nice, and it is really pleasing to the eye when paired with that handsome face, but he lacks emotional reading, no emotional mobilization, and appears to be flat without ups and downs.

But Fang Jinling didn't dislike him, he just lay on his side beside Liu Ke, quietly watching this man sitting cross-legged, holding a book and reading seriously, he didn't care at all how the plot would develop, he just thought that such an atmosphere was really good .

"Sanlang has always disdained love, but when he saw Xiuxiu lying on the bed, her face was white and fragile, and there was a muffled cough from time to time, his heart felt like being stabbed by a knife for no reason, and it hurt slightly. He thought for a while, and his heart Dao Xiuxiu was weak, and he didn't know how to take care of her, so it was better not to see her, so she closed the door and left... Tsk..." Liu Ke couldn't help curling his lips when he saw this, and said contemptuously, "What an elm My head, I still don’t know what I want after I’m like this, I deserve to be separated and reunited in the next round, to kill my wife! Little Lingling, don’t you think so?”

After a while, Liu Ke didn't hear the sound. He turned his head to look, and was stunned. Fang Jinling had closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

"Is what I read so boring? It's even better than the Four Books and Five Classics?" He laughed out loud, rolled up the quilt for Fang Jinling, and then quietly continued to read his script.