Great Imperial Merchant

After a busy day, the day finally returned to calm.Yang Zhongyuan asked Zhou Quanxu to take Xu Xiaotian to sleep in the main room first, and help Cheng Weizhe take the medicine alone.

After eating porridge and drinking medicine, Cheng Weizhe finally looked more energetic: "Xiao Yuan, are your legs okay?"

Yang Zhongyuan pursed his lips tightly. He shook his head and did not speak.

Cheng Weizhe's voice was still a little hoarse, but it didn't affect his speech. Seeing Yang Zhongyuan like this, he chuckled lightly and wanted to hold his hand: "What's the matter? Do you think I'm okay, am I angry?"

This time Yang Zhongyuan still ignored him, he hid Cheng Weizhe's hand and gently put medicine on his leg.

Although the oil lamp was not bright, one could still clearly see large bruises and bruises on Cheng Weizhe's calf.

Cheng Weizhe was in pain, it can be seen that Yang Zhongyuan is like this, but his heart is sweet.

No matter how badly he was injured, and no matter how the Cheng family treated him, as long as he had Yang Zhongyuan alone, he would be content.

In Yang Zhongyuan's eyes, it was an unforgivable thing for him to be injured, no matter who it was between the two of them, he could not be forgiven.

Yang Zhongyuan was angry that Cheng Weizhe didn't try hard to dodge, and he couldn't let go that he could only watch him being beaten, without any ability to fight back.

Even if they weren't helpless scholars, being kicked and kicked on the ground in such a bright and bright daylight was enough to make people uncomfortable.

For a while, the room was quiet, and no one spoke.

It wasn't until Yang Zhongyuan gave Cheng Weizhe the medicine again that he got up and helped him put down his trouser legs, and then pulled the quilt to cover him.

Cheng Weizhe saw the right moment, grabbed his waist, and let him sit sideways beside him.

Yang Zhongyuan was still angry, he twisted desperately, trying to break free from Cheng Weizhe's strong arm, but Cheng Weizhe gasped in his ears.

"Hiss, Xiao Yuan, don't move, it hurts." Cheng Weizhe yelled.

Hearing his cry of pain, Yang Zhongyuan didn't dare to move immediately, he could only straighten his back stiffly, lowered his head and looked at his knees without saying a word.

Cheng Weizhe brought him to his side, he raised his head slightly, leaned into his ear and said, "Xiao Yuan, you know me, I won't let anything happen to me. Well, be good, talk to me Right. Wasn't it fine just now?"

"I'm very angry," Yang Zhongyuan slowly raised his head, turned to look at him fixedly, "You obviously don't need to be injured."

His eyes were a little red, obviously really sad, Cheng Weizhe leaned over and kissed his cheek, and smiled softly.

Although his body was in pain, his laughter was full of relief and relaxation.

"Xiao Yuan, if I don't suffer from this, I will never be able to escape from the Cheng family. Now that I have suffered such injuries in this farce, the Cheng family can no longer hold me in the slightest. Speaking of which, This matter is entirely their fault, and it is difficult for them to get any words."

Cheng Weizhe spoke slowly, and finally said: "I know that family, they don't dare to commit murder in the street, so it's impossible for me to be seriously injured. At the beginning, it was because he shot too quickly, and then I Everyone hides well, the injury looks serious, but it is actually not bad."

Yang Zhongyuan still stared at him.

"Okay, I was wrong, and I won't be so reckless again, okay?"

In fact, at the very beginning, Cheng Weizhe was standing outside the shop, and it was entirely possible for him to run away. The target of Hutou and the military division was him. If he ran away, Yang Zhongyuan would basically not be hurt.

They used money to do things in the first place. After Cheng Weizhe was injured, Cheng's family came forward to settle it, and Yang Zhongyuan's shop was also smashed. If someone was injured again, it would not be a matter of money.

Even if Hutou is not smart, the military adviser is very clear about these doorways in the yamen; Yang Zhongyuan doesn't understand, but Cheng Weizhe knows the usual style of these two people.

They never do unnecessary things, so they have never been really caught for so many years.

It was the same this time, Hutou called him Young Master Cheng, which made Cheng Weizhe quickly make a judgment on the matter. He had a bottom line in his heart, and naturally knew that they would not really do anything to them, at most they would be beaten up , but exactly what Cheng Weizhe wanted.

But because he was in a hurry at that time, he didn't have time to comfort Yang Zhongyuan, which made Yang Zhongyuan really worried about what happened.

Thinking of this, Cheng Weizhe was filled with remorse and apology.

Regardless of the injury on his arm, he hugged Yang Zhongyuan tightly into his arms: "I'm sorry, Xiao Yuan, this opportunity is too rare. At that time, I only thought about the things about the Cheng family and ignored your feelings. I'm sorry, Xiao Yuan, I'm sorry. "

In fact, how could Yang Zhongyuan not think of the things that Cheng Weizhe thought of?But the bystanders know that hurting the one you love is naturally a hundred times more uncomfortable than hurting yourself.

"Do you know how anxious I was?" After a long time, Yang Zhongyuan said in a low voice, "I can't see what's going on with you, but I can hear the sound of you being kicked and beaten by him. Heart stab."

Yang Zhongyuan has never been a very weak person, on the contrary, Cheng Weizhe always feels that he has some backbone in him.His back is always straight, as if nothing can bend it.

But now, this strong and responsible young man is afraid because of him.

Because I like him, because I love him, I am afraid of losing him.

Cheng Weizhe hugged him tightly, as if two people should be together by nature, nothing can separate them: "Xiao Yuan, this is the last time, no matter what I do in the future, I will obey you, okay?"

"Okay, that's what you said," Yang Zhongyuan turned his head to look at Cheng Weizhe, under the dim light, his eyes seemed to reflect the stars, "I don't want to experience such a thing again."

Seeing that he finally stopped worrying about today's affairs, Cheng Weizhe heaved a sigh of relief, and leaned back against the quilt: "Did you ask Xiao Shitou just now?"

Yang Zhongyuan got up and poured two cups of tea: "Yes, you know it's him?"

"I didn't pay attention at first, thinking that he was careless, but something happened later, and then I felt something was wrong."

"By the way..." Yang Zhongyuan remembered what Xiao Shitou said, and explained the matter to Cheng Weizhe carefully.

Cheng Weizhe sneered after hearing this: "I knew it was him. Bai Xiaozhu doesn't bother to do such a mindless thing, and my second uncle can't do it either."

"Then why didn't they let you come over at noon?" Yang Zhongyuan asked after taking a sip of warm water.

Cheng Weizhe raised his head, thought carefully for a long time in his heart, and finally said: "When do you think those two people came here?"

"Probably not long after the first wave of guests left, it should be around noon."

"Well, that's almost the same. At that time, there were a lot of customers in your shop. If they made a fuss, everyone would naturally run around in fright. Even if the shop was not destroyed, no one would dare to come to eat again. As for why you didn't call me It was noon... At that time, there were patrol soldiers passing by at the entrance of Xueta Alley, and if there was a commotion here, the patrol soldiers would definitely rush over quickly, and they would not be able to beat me even if they wanted to."

Hearing him explain the beating so simply, Yang Zhongyuan stretched out his hand and poked him hard on the waist, Cheng Weizhe smiled and avoided: "Let's talk about it, let's talk about it."

"I don't understand your brother. If you don't want to be arrested by the officers and soldiers, you can go there in the afternoon when there are few people. Maybe nothing will happen. But they chose such a time, which happens to be the time when the alley is the most crowded. I don't want you to show up too early, I want to smash the shop completely, and I have time to beat you up, it's really..."

"You really have to take advantage of everything, right?"

Speaking of this, Yang Zhongyuan finally laughed, and he said: "Although the second young master of your family is also a scholar, I always feel that he is spoiled by your second uncle and second uncle too much. Seeing him like that, I can't think of it like this." Complicated things."

Cheng Weizhe nodded: "That's true. My second uncle and the others would definitely not do this. He is the only one left. If he can't figure it out, his partner might not be able to figure it out."

"Oh...that Fourth Young Master Bai?" Yang Zhongyuan thought for a long time before finally thinking about who Cheng Weishu's partner was.

"Well, he's much smarter than Wei Shu, and it can be said that he has a bad stomach." Cheng Weizhe yawned as he spoke.

Seeing that he was sleepy, Yang Zhongyuan hurriedly took all the teacups away, and helped him lie down on the bed: "Go to bed first, and we'll talk about things tomorrow. Anyway, there is no need to open a shop, so we can sleep a little longer."

Seeing that he was about to leave after covering himself with the quilt, Cheng Weizhe was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Sleep, I'll go to Xiaotian's room to sleep." Yang Zhongyuan turned his back to him, his face was flushed.

"Xiaoyuan...Xiaotian and Uncle Quan have already rested, besides...my wound hurts..." Cheng Weizhe's pitiful voice sounded behind him, Yang Zhongyuan stood on the spot fighting between heaven and man, and finally worried overwhelmed his shyness .

"You haven't been hurt these few days, and now you're just making a living." Yang Zhongyuan turned around and went to the other side of the bed, "You said it didn't hurt just now, but it hurts again in a blink of an eye?"

Although he said this, the expression on his face did not seem to be angry.

Cheng Weizhe knew that he was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and now that he was injured, he would definitely not let him sleep alone.

"Go to bed earlier, you ran all day today, and your leg is hurt."

Yang Zhongyuan sat down by the bed with his back to him, took off his jacket and outer robe, and lay down on the bed wearing only his inner shirt.Cheng Weizhe looked at him in the hazy moonlight, he could only vaguely see his thin back, and sighed: "When can I gain weight?"

Yang Zhongyuan covered the quilt with his back to him, and it took him a long time to answer: "Do you like fat people?"

"No, I only like you." Cheng Weizhe's laughing voice sounded.

***

At midnight, a thin figure ran out from the back door of the government office prison, and disappeared into the dark night not long after.

In the big prison, the head of the cell had been busy all day, and just fell asleep after drinking, and the snoring kept coming and going, disturbing the inmates unable to sleep.But Hutou, who was sitting in the outermost cell, leaned on the straw mattress very energetically. He looked at the narrow square window on the high wall, and only saw half of the round face of the moon.

It's another full moon night.