Beauty is sick

In the end, it was the ointment that Pei Zhe sent by himself. After walking a few steps, he spent a long time wearing it. He was in a fog when he saw nothing. If he didn't know, he could think that he was going to the execution ground.

Only Jin Lingjiu was in the room. When he opened the door, he saw Pei Zhe in a daze. When he saw the ointment he was holding, he thought of making fun of him. Said: "Thank you Pei Tanhua."

Pei Zhe rolled his eyes silently, with a smirk on his face, and said in a strange way: "Young Master Ninth, you are being polite. I should thank you. I still owe you a favor for Yun Wuyang."

Jin Lingjiu not only helped solve Yun Wuyang's outspokenness, but also publicized his identity. The inn is not a place where you can keep your mouth shut. The news must have leaked out for the day's delay.

Pei Zhe was angry, because he couldn't show it because of human feelings, and he had to make a smile on Jin Lingjiu's face. He felt aggrieved no matter what he thought, and his attitude became even worse.

I don't know what Jin Lingjiu is thinking, and he is a little absent-minded.

The two had different thoughts, did not have a deep chat, said goodbye and went back to their rooms.

Lin Jingkong heard about what happened two days ago, but he didn't react at all, as if he didn't know that he and the entire Commander's Mansion had been humiliated. He only asked someone to send two incense sticks after he came out of the yamen one evening. Lou's dim sum came to the inn, and named Pei Zhe and Jinling Jiu.

The inn couldn't stop everyone's mouths, and the news of the arrival of a high official in the capital quickly spread, and it spread throughout the entire Huaizhou City in just a few days.

Pei Zhe lay in bed for a few days under the pretense of being sick, his bones were limp, when Yun Wuyang came to wake him up, he was still paralyzed on the bed covered by the quilt, looking like he was about to wake up.

Yun Wuyang waited for him to wash up, and after getting dressed, he heard a loud noise coming from outside the window, he quietly opened the window and looked, there was already a circle of people downstairs in the inn, many people were carrying small horses, and there was a big look The big officials who came to the capital did not leave.

Yun Wuyang was taken aback: "My lord, is there something going on in this inn? Why are there so many people?"

Pei Zhe yawned, glanced out of the window, and muttered softly: "It came very quickly."

He untied the clothes he had just changed, and said, "Bring me my official uniform."

Yun Wuyang was startled: "My lord?"

Pei Zhe squeezed his Adam's apple, coughed twice in a deep voice, and frowned, "Mmm, hmm, cough, cough, cough, cough, it's almost there."

Yun Wuyang: "???"

Pei Zhe coughed a few more times, until the corners of his eyes were filled with tears before he began to breathe again. He glanced at Yun Wuyang, who had a shocked and complicated expression, and urged, "Shut up, don't talk, go get your clothes."

"..." Yun Wuyang hesitated to speak, but he didn't hold back a word in the end, and turned around to get his official uniform.

Pei Zhe was appointed as the prince's junior teacher, and the official residence was the second rank. The official uniform was red, with cranes embroidered on it, majestic and solemn.

Putting on the official uniform, Yun Wuyang combed Pei Zhe's hair, and took out the long-winged hat to put it on.

There was a bronze mirror in the room, and Pei Zhe took a look at Yun Wuyang from the mirror: "Say what you want to say, and ask what you want to ask."

Yun Wuyang hurriedly asked: "My lord, what are you doing changing your official uniform? Didn't we come to Weifu for a private visit? Besides, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not here now, isn't it good to reveal your identity?"

"It's not very good." Pei Zhe flicked his sleeves and looked at him expressionlessly, "I have to thank you for being outspoken."

Yun Wuyang's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague premonition: "Thank me for what? Don't be joking, my lord."

Pei Zhe stood up, put one hand on the white jade belt around his waist, and coughed twice: "Thank you for being open-minded, thank you for giving that old fox of Jinling Jiu a good opportunity to publicize my identity, if it wasn't for this, where would I be?" So many people gathered around."

He sneered, and cursed "grass" in a low voice, which seemed to be gnashing his teeth.

Yun Wuyang was taken aback at first, did he hear wrong just now, his young master is such a pure and clean young man, he has learned to swear!Immediately afterwards, he realized that he seemed to have caused some trouble. He was so guilty that he hurriedly took a few steps back, shrinking himself into a quail to reduce his sense of presence.

Pei Zhe straightened his clothes, stopped in front of the window, and silently watched the situation downstairs.

The Holy Majesty made the decision to let them travel south, obviously to pray for natural disasters, but in fact to build momentum for the prince, to investigate the people's sentiments in private, punish corrupt officials, and let the prince win the hearts of the people, so they will secretly visit wherever they go A period of time, and then identify themselves.

Now that the government is in turmoil and neighboring countries are ready to move, we must be more attentive to local control, and we must be cautious in every word and deed, so as not to chill the hearts of the people.

Looking from the window, you can see that the front of the inn is full of people, most of them are dressed in thin and shabby clothes, which are particularly abrupt in the thin sun and cold wind of January.

Pei Zhe lowered his head, and frowned slightly when he saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

The old woman who was squeezed into the corner was the mother-in-law who bought plum blossom cakes before. Not far from her, there was also an old doctor who had visited the inn a few days ago.

As more and more people gathered, someone began to shout: "My lord, my lord from the capital, we have been waiting day after day, when will you be able to pray for Huaizhou City, when will you be able to help us lonely people?" People..."

There are crying sounds mixed in, adding a bit of sadness for no reason.

There was a puff of air in his chest, unable to move up or down, Pei Zhe leaned over and coughed non-stop, until his voice became hoarse, and his complexion looked haggard compared to the previous few days.

"My lord, you're not in good health, why don't we go down?" Yun Wuyang looked worried, he was really afraid that something would happen to Pei Zhe, he looked pale and had no energy at all, "Wait Find His Royal Highness, let's make another plan."

If something goes wrong, what should I do!

Pei Zhe's breath was not smooth, he held his chest for a long time, and refused: "No, I have to go down today, because His Royal Highness is not here, so I have to show up."

Yun Wuyang was a little anxious: "But they—"

"They are all people of the imperial court. As an official, I can find excuses to evade when I don't reveal my identity. How can I deliberately turn a blind eye and let them wait?" Pei Zhe coughed until his face turned red, but his voice was sharp Calm down, "This year the wind is not good and the rain is not going well. We have walked all the way from the capital. Wherever we go, people's lives are miserable. Although I can't help you much, I can't stand by and watch."

His tone was very light, revealing an unquestionable majesty: "It is still a peaceful and prosperous age, and everyone is suffering like this. I am incompetent. How can I blame the common people? What they miss is nothing more than a blessing."

Yun Wuyang wiped his nose, his eyes were a little sour: "It's not like praying for blessings will definitely get better, don't they understand?"

Pei Zhe shook his head helplessly: "You don't believe in gods and Buddhas, but it doesn't mean that gods and Buddhas don't exist. We are no different from the people outside. We can't deny their ideas. Don't try to destroy other people's hopes at any time. They don't want a blessing, they want a thought."

A hope that can be remembered, a thought about the court.

Yun Wuyang clenched his fists: "My lord is right, everyone is innocent, I just don't want to bear the heavy burden, it's you."

This should never be your responsibility.

Pei Zhe patted him on the shoulder, smiling gently and calmly: "Yun Wuyang, did I tell you that I want to protect the hope in every common people's heart more than being famous all over the world? This is not a last resort, but a willingness to do so."

Yun Wuyang was stunned, and met Pei Zhe's gaze, from which he glimpsed the pure and bright sky, and remembered the longing in his heart when he was homeless when he was a child.

He suddenly believed that one day, he would see a peaceful and prosperous world, and he would have enough food and clothing to live in peace.

Putting on the official uniform, Pei Zhe's idle energy instantly subsided completely. He was like a piece of jade wrapped in water, warm and clear, without any flaws.

If Jin Lingjiu is said to be extremely beautiful, with an unrivaled sharpness reminiscent of a bloodstained blade, then Pei Zhe is the opposite of him.

Pei Zhe is more like water, containing everything, without any negative sharpness. He is like melting snow water, with the gentleness and warmth of spring, and has the ability to comfort everyone.

One firm and one soft.

There is no up and down.

Jin Lingjiu leaned against the window, silently looking at the man who raised his robe.

It was different from what he had seen before. He had imagined countless times, what would a fool like Pei Zhe look like if he wore an official uniform, would he look like a dandy who wore the wrong clothes?

It turned out otherwise.

Unlike any situation he had imagined, Pei Zhe was special, unimaginable, and different from anyone else.

Jin Lingjiu said to himself, whether it was emotion or pity: "I knew he would go out, and he will definitely go."

Zuo Ping stood next to him. Although he didn't see what happened outside the inn, he could hear the noise of the underground. The people were shouting, loud and noisy. The first thought that popped up in his mind was: Jin Lingjiu doesn't like noise .

"Master Jiu, do you want to close the window?" Zuo Ping asked.

Jin Lingjiu still stood by the window, showing the answer with actions.

The sound below the inn was much quieter, and a coughing sound could be vaguely heard, thin and weak, but extremely calm, unlike that rambunctious Tan Hua Lang.

The room fell into a gloomy atmosphere for some reason, and even the sound of breathing was a bit redundant, Jin Lingjiu frowned suddenly, feeling a little annoyed: "Tsk."

Zuo Ping has been with him for a certain number of years, and he can hear something wrong from this sound: "Master Jiu, what's the problem?"

"I'm a little tired, it's not interesting." Jin Lingjiu pinched the bridge of his nose, wondering if he had held it in for too long, and couldn't help but want to vomit, "I thought everything was under my control. Here, it was me who won Pei Zhe, I thought I would be happy, but Tan Hualang is praised by everyone, but seeing him like this, I suddenly feel unhappy."

He paused, and changed his words to make his expression more accurate: "It's very unpleasant, it's like I'm taking advantage of someone's danger."

Zuo Ping knew what he meant. The day before yesterday he obeyed Jin Lingjiu's order and publicized the farce in the inn, especially the introduction of Pei Zhe's identity. Even among the common people in front of the inn today, there were people they arranged to take the lead. The one who shouted is one of them.

After wandering around the rivers and lakes for a long time, they know how to create momentum better than the people in the court. They really used tricks to incite the people today.

Zuo Ping didn't know what to say. He vaguely felt that the "taking advantage of others" in Jinling Jiu's mouth meant disgraceful means, but he felt that it was more than that. He had spent more than ten years trying to figure out Jinling Jiu's thoughts. No matter what time, don't dare to speculate.

The sound downstairs was getting smaller and smaller, only the coughing sound did not stop, it was very disturbing, Jin Lingjiu turned around, his face was not very good-looking, and his voice was very deep, said: "Shut it off, I don't want to watch gone."

Zuo Ping knew that he was in a bad mood, so he quickly put away his speculation and went to close the window.

Jin Lingjiu walked to the side of the bed, pinched the wooden frame of the bed, and gently closed his fingertips. With great strength, the wooden frame made a slight cracking sound, which made the scalp numb.

Zuo Ping's heart tightened, and he suddenly had a bad premonition: "Master Jiu?"

The author has something to say:

I made up all the official uniforms and so on, so don't get into it.

In addition, Gong is really a little crazy, and the copywriting is not exaggerated.