Gong 1 can only be with Gong 2

Song Guanghui knew Yan Qinghe's temper, so he put away the bead box without saying anything.

"Please eat something good." After Yan Qinghe finished speaking, he took Song Guanghui to eat the hot pot he carefully prepared.

The hot pot here is relatively simple to make. Yan Qinghe asked someone to make a better pot, and it tasted different.

After taking a few bites, Song Guanghui's eyes lit up, and he said, "I can't see that you have studied food so deeply."

Yan Qinghe smiled, and he asked someone to pour out two more glasses of wine, and said, "Drink less, you can't delay the business."

Song Guanghui nodded, and the two of them ate the pot after a few words.

"I feel comfortable all over." When Song Guanghui left, Yan Qinghe also wrote him a recipe on how the pot was made.

"It would be enough for you to open a store in winter, and this prescription is just for me?" Song Guanghui asked with raised eyebrows.

"Don't be polite, let's go." Yan Qinghe waved his hand with a smile, Song Guanghui looked at Yan Qinghe and nodded to leave.

After seeing Song Guanghui leave, Yan Qinghe was busy in the store for a while, and returned to Yanhou's mansion after dark.

This was a rare quiet night for him, and even Yunying didn't bother him.

Yan Qinghe read the book for a while, then went through the accounts of the mansion briefly, and finally brought out his tea tray, and made himself a pot of good tea.

After everything was done, Yan Qinghe felt that his heart had completely quieted down until he lay on the bed.

"No fun!"

After the busy work, an indescribable emptiness spread up, causing Yan Qinghe to sit up again, took a pen and paper and began to draw little by little.

When he was halfway through the painting, he suddenly realized that he was talking about Zhou Suyan's back.

Yan Qinghe was frightened and hurriedly tore off the drawing paper, rolled it up and burned it, and then went to sleep with a shocked face.

"Did you sleep well?" When I went to Madam Hou the next day, Madam Hou asked concerned.

Yan Qinghe nodded slightly.

Madam Hou put down the tea cup in her hand and said, "Someone has come to inquire about you in the past few days."

"Who?" Yan Qinghe immediately turned cold.

Madam Hou patted Yan Qinghe helplessly, and said, "I want to see you."

"At this time?" Yan Qinghe was also speechless.

Mrs. Hou said: "It's just to look at each other, it's not an agreement, and didn't you say that His Majesty the Emperor is going to die? If he really passed away, then we can't get married."

Hearing this, Yan Qinghe shook his head and said, "I don't have that kind of thought right now."

"Who cares about it or not? It depends on whether you are thinking about it. It's good enough that people don't dislike you as a divorced person." Mrs. Hou said one after another.

Yan Qinghe smiled wryly when he heard Mrs. Hou's words. He would also like to get married, but the attack he passed on was set early in the morning that he could not have a marriage relationship with other people, and he couldn't do that.

"Let's talk about it when we come back." Yan Qinghe couldn't tell Mrs. Hou that he couldn't get married, so he could only back away as much as possible.

Mrs. Hou saw that Yan Qinghe was very firm in her refusal, and she also knew that the current situation was chaotic, so it was understandable that she was not in the mood.

"I just hope that the matter of the royal family can be clarified sooner, so that ordinary people can live as they want." Madam Hou said with a sigh.

Yan Qinghe stood up and said, "Come on, it won't be long."

About five days after he finished speaking, news came from Yunying that Rong Langyue beat the imperial doctor and was about to start seeing the emperor.

Yan Qinghe remembered that this was the highlight and a big turning point in the book.

He also intends to go over to have a look, but unfortunately not everyone can come in and out at will.

"This is a secret letter from our master." Yun Ying carefully handed the secret letter to Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe saw that the secret letter was sealed in a mess, obviously it was written in a hurry, and it was delivered in a hurry.

After he opened the letter, the first thing that caught his eyes was: "I can't do it! You think it's a joke to fight a war? No matter how powerful I am, I can't rush in alone!"

When Yan Qinghe saw Zhou Suyan say that, he clicked his tongue in displeasure.

At the bottom of the letter, Zhou Suyan wrote back to him again: "I will hurry back as soon as possible, help me delay for a few days!"

Apparently Zhou Suyan also understood that it was an excellent opportunity to come back when the emperor was awake.

At this time, the emperor became extraordinarily wise and soft-hearted, as if he had returned to his youth. At that time, the emperor was still a good emperor respected by thousands of people.

If Zhou Suyan rushed over at this time, maybe he could get some good things.

"I just hope that the emperor doesn't hate you from the very beginning." Yan Qinghe muttered pitifully in his heart, then looked under the envelope and found that Zhou Suyan didn't write his name in the end, but drew a hand. A sharp dagger with a flower drawn beside it.

Yan Qinghe laughed, and he took a pen to tell Zhou Suyan what he thought in his heart, and told him not to be so anxious, it would be fine if something unexpected happened.

After he wrote a bunch, he signed a sharp dagger.

"Bring it to him." Seeing that Zhou Suyan might not be able to come back in time, Yan Qinghe felt less nervous about the palace affairs.

Yun Ying put away the secret letter and told Yan Qinghe something that happened in the palace recently.

Yan Qinghe heard that it was almost the same as what was said in the book, the five princes were occupying the palace step by step, while the empress and regent closely guarded the emperor.

If the fifth prince hadn't invited several important old princes, maybe Rong Langyue wouldn't even have the chance to compete with the imperial doctor.

However, the regent king and others agreed to Rong Langyue's action, because they were betting that Rong Langyue's medical skills were not so amazing.

The emperor was like this, and he even issued a military order to treat him. If it doesn't work, then the last blood of the Rong family can be wiped out.

It can also drive the fifth prince out.

In this way, his own imperial doctor can stimulate the emperor to wake up, and no matter what he does, the emperor will decree to make the seventh prince the crown prince.

As long as this matter is completed, it will be difficult for others to say anything.

All that needs to be seen now is to see if Rong Langyue is really that powerful.

Yunying also looked at Yan Qinghe curiously and worriedly.

"Just wait and see if Rong's medical skills are really that good." Yan Qinghe chuckled, but didn't say much.

Yun Ying nodded and withdrew with the secret letter.

After Yunying left, Yan Qinghe sat there and sighed. He took Zhou Suyan's letter in his hand and read it again.

To be honest, Zhou Suyan's handwriting is really not good, at most it is correct, and when he writes in a hurry, his strokes become sharper. Looking at the handwriting, one can think of Zhou Suyan frowning and writing a letter.

"Is it really not possible to come back?" Yan Qinghe knew that Zhou Suyan wanted to settle down, so he had to deal with the Xichuan Rebellion perfectly.

If you run over there if you don't handle it well, you will be caught in the wrong place instead.

Zhou Suyan is also clear about this, otherwise he would not insist that he has no way to come back under Yan Qinghe's continuous urging.

"Forget it, if you don't come back, there is a way not to come back." Yan Qinghe sorted out his mood and went out.

When he got to the shop, Song Guanghui was already waiting for him, because of their shipping business.

"The goods are ready, and I'm planning to visit in two days." Yan Qinghe told Song Guanghui with a smile.

Song Guanghui also said that his father wanted to see Yan Qinghe.

"Since this is the case, choosing the day is worse than hitting the day. Let's go there now?" Yan Qinghe knew that the cargo was an extremely important event, so he couldn't wait any longer. He said he was going to go to Song's house with Song Guanghui.

Although Song Guanghui was surprised but also happy, he first sent someone to the house to say that a distinguished guest was coming.

"I'll go to the mansion first." Yan Qinghe wanted to pick a few gifts for the Song family.

Song Guanghui insisted that there was no need for it, and it was already a great gift for Yan Qinghe to help the Song family escape the dragon boat disaster.

"That doesn't work either." Yan Qinghe let Song Guanghui go first.

Song Guanghui insisted on accompanying him, Yan Qinghe had no choice but to take him to the Hou's mansion first to get the gift, and then followed Song Guanghui to the Song family.

The Song family was located in the southern corner of the capital, and the yard didn't look big or luxurious, only the stone-carved boats at the entrance were decorations.

"Brother Qinghe, you are poor and poor, don't make fun of him." Song Guanghui said with some embarrassment.

Yan Qinghe shook his head with a smile. If the Song family said they were poor, wouldn't it mean that other people would have no way out.

"Master Yan is here!"

The whole Song family was very happy with Yan Qinghe's arrival, and Song Guanghui's father even came out to welcome Yan Qinghe.

"No, Brother Song and I are friends of the same generation, how dare you bother Uncle Song." Yan Qinghe said politely.

The Song family saw him with a handsome face and a green pine body, standing in the crowd and making everyone look at him, his demeanor was really extraordinary.

"I didn't expect the third child in our family to have such a friend. It's really a blessing for the Song family." Father Song said with a smile, and Song Guanghui yelled in embarrassment, and the others also laughed.

When Yan Qinghe saw that the atmosphere of the Song family was so good, he secretly sighed in his heart that it was no wonder that the Song family had grown so powerful silently.

"Go in and talk about it." Seeing that more and more people came to see Yan Qinghe, Song Guanghui waved helplessly and led Yan Qinghe into the house.

The Song family looks so clean and simple on the outside, but the inside of the house is very luxurious and fantastic. The style of the main hall is calm and heroic, even the chairs that Song Laoshi sits on are inlaid with pearls.

After Yan Qinghe entered the house, he performed the junior ceremony, and politely said that he wanted to visit the house earlier, but it was a pity that there were too many affairs in the mansion, so he could not visit as soon as possible.

Father Song quickly waved his hands, saying that the Song family has received a lot of kindness from Yan Qinghe, and they should be the ones who came to the door, but he also felt that his status was low and could not be admitted to the Hou family.

Yan Qinghe spoke politely again, you pushed me and gave way to each other for a long time, but Song Guanghui next to him couldn't stand it, and asked Father Song to prepare for the banquet, and he took Yan Qinghe around the yard.

When Yan Qinghe heard that there was still a banquet, he quickly said no, but was persuaded by the enthusiastic Song family and insisted on entertaining him well.

Yan Qinghe had no choice but to follow Song Guanghui to the courtyard.

When they just walked to the button in the inner courtyard, they suddenly heard the sound of martial arts training. Yan Qinghe glanced curiously, and suddenly froze there.

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