Beauty is sick

"I once had a friend who was very close to each other. We rode swords and rode horses together, and devoted ourselves to the people's society. Unfortunately, estrangements abounded, and opinions were contradictory. Everything eventually turned into frivolous words in youth." Fu Qingliu was nearly half a century old, and his time was in His face showed the weight of precipitation, "Before we separated, I made a piece of piano music for him, and now it has been nearly 20 years, and I have never heard it again. The piece you played just now is that piece of music. I remembered that old friend."

Jin Lingjiu tightened his hands behind his back, and his eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish: "What does the Master Taifu mean by saying this?"

It's not like Fu Qingliu's temperament to confess himself in front of outsiders just because of a piece of music.

At Fu Qingliu's age, he doesn't like hypocrisy anymore, so he cut to the chase and said, "I want to know how you learned this piece. To be honest, I've been looking for that old friend."

"After 20 years, we are old friends, so why look for them again?" Jin Lingjiu said in a slightly cold voice, "There is no way to pursue the past years. Seeing Mr. Tai Tuo's appearance, it seems that there has been a rift with old friends, why don't you just let it go , don’t trap yourself.”

Jin Lingjiu is not a person who likes to preach. In most cases, he will not get involved in other people's affairs. It is quite rare for him to say such a thing.

Fu Qingliu remained silent and fell into a long silence.

The strange emotion on his face has faded away, and now he has returned to his usual calmness, as if the previous agitation and gaffes were imagined, as if that old friend never existed.

What he said just now was indeed a little too much, just when Jin Lingjiu thought he would not continue this topic, Fu Qingliu asked again: "How can I not be trapped, if I give up searching, then I am afraid I will never be able to be free and easy. "

He was frank and upright, almost humble, and only wanted an answer.

The hawthorn stewed pears on the table are already cold, but the surface of the soup is still shining brightly, like the moonlight floating on the water at night, sealing up bits and pieces of memories.

There was never a shortage of sweets in my childhood life, because Master and Mu Jiao liked it, Jin Lingjiu didn't like sweets, and today I was in a good mood, so I wanted to have a sip of the sweet soup in Pei Zhewan.

Looking at the remaining sweet soup at this time, it reminded him that when he was young, the master always loved to make sweets. His appetite was not as big as Mu Jiao's, and he couldn't finish it every time. There would be half a bowl of soup left, and then the master would make it He drank the remaining soup and taught him not to waste it.

Although he still can't finish eating next time, but this kind of education will never be absent, and it will appear once every three days.

Jin Lingjiu has never experienced what family affection is, this is the closest he can imagine to family affection.

"As I said before, it's a Jiangyang ditty. If Master Taifu doesn't believe it, you can go to Jiangyang to see it yourself." Fu Qingliu's face was a little anxious, and Jin Lingjiu smiled, "It's already spring, Jiangyang is coming soon!" It's getting warmer, if we pass by now, we will be able to see the first batch of flowers blooming in Qixia Mountain, I wish the Master Taifu the answer he wanted."

The door opened and closed, Jinling Jiuduan sat at the table and slowly filled a bowl of sweet soup.

When the soup is cold, it is even more sweet and greasy.

He only took two sips before putting down the spoon, thinking that he still doesn't like sweets, and it's meaningless to force it.

Babaozhai is not far from the inn, and it doesn't take long to walk all the way back. When Jin Lingjiu arrived at the inn, only Mu Jiao was there, Zuo Ping went out and hasn't come back yet.

Mu Jiao held two bunches of candied haws, which she bought on the street just now, and when she saw Jinling Nine Empress, she enthusiastically handed them out: "Brother, eat candied haws!"

There was still a sweet and sour feeling between the lips and teeth. Jin Lingjiu thanked Bumin and refused her sharing: "You have loved this since you were a child. You ordered the stewed pear with hawthorn just now, right?"

If Fu Qingliu and Liu Xun hadn't met, Mu Jiao and Zuo Ping would have eaten at Babaozhai together, and they had ordered the dishes in advance.

"Haha, Senior Brother is a master at predicting things like a god, and he is very clever!"

Jin Lingjiu said helplessly: "Sit down, eat slowly, don't choke."

Mu Jiao said indifferently: "Brother, you are too worried, how can you choke on a candied haws?"

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Jin Lingjiu stopped talking, and instead asked: "Did you go back to Jiangyang to accompany Master this time? You have been away from home for a long time, and the old man misses him very much and often talks about it."

"How could he miss me?" Mu Jiao chewed the sugar ball, and frowned at the soreness of the hawthorn, "After going back to accompany him for two months, he started to chase people away. I don't think he misses me. Not going back."

Jin Lingjiu rested his elbows on the table, tapped his fingertips on his forehead: "Master misses you, did you see his painting of you?"

Mu Jiao blinked her eyes: "He painted me? Brother, you are lying to me, Dad, he only knows to read his books all day long, and the paintings are the same things."

Jin Lingjiu said softly, "The same thing?"

Mu Jiao swallowed the candied haws and began to count: "Just those things we have seen since childhood, landscapes, by the way, and what I mentioned before, screens."

Screen?

Jin Lingjiu lowered his eyelashes: "Is no one looking for Master?"

"Anyway, I haven't seen it, and it's Aunt Li and the others who come here occasionally." Mu Jiao froze, blissful in her heart, "Brother, do you want to ask Dad if he has missed you?"

Jin Lingjiu pursed his lips tightly and did not refute: "You eat, I will go back to my room to rest first, and when Zuo Ping comes back, let him come to me."

Mu Jiao responded, urging him to go to rest quickly: "Brother, call me if you need anything, I'm always in the room."

Zuo Ping came back in the evening, and Jin Lingjiu hadn't fallen asleep. After he came back, he chatted for a while and gave orders.

Zuo Ping immediately went out again and didn't come back until the evening.

Mu Jiao came to ask once, and Jin Lingjiu only told him to do something, and he was busy these few days.

"Brother, why won't you let me do anything?" Mu Jiao consciously stayed here for several days without doing anything.

Jin Lingjiu said casually: "Aren't you going to stay and protect me? Have you written to Master again to tell me about my recent situation?"

He still remembered that Mu Jiao had mentioned that he had written to Jiangyang when he was sick.

Mu Jiao shook her head: "I've been in Yecheng for the past few days, and the city was sealed off. It's inconvenient to send letters outside, so I haven't written any."

"Alright, things here are a bit troublesome." Jin Lingjiu found out the clothes he was about to change, and said calmly, "After you finish writing the letter, hand it to me, and I'll send someone to deliver it for you, saving you from running too much and having no time to protect me .”

Mu Jiao's eyes lit up: "Really, thank you, brother! If you don't take the medicine on time again in the future, if I file a complaint, you won't withhold my letter?"

Jin Lingjiu sighed: "If you want to sue, don't tell me, I won't withhold your letter."

At night, Mu Jiao went back to her room after finishing speaking.

After Jin Lingjiu changed his clothes, he didn't intend to fall asleep for a long time.

He didn't know if what Pei Zhe said today was a joke, or if he really had that kind of thought, he couldn't make up his mind for a while, he was quite irritable, and even lost his sleepiness a little.

Pei Zhe was also irritable.

After returning to the nephrite hall with Jun Shuci and others, Pei Zhe was not interrogated like Qian Zheng, but just chatted with Jun Shuci, and his face remained solemn after he came out of the room.

Pei Zhe realized when he was in Babaozhai that Jun Shuci would come to him at this time, there must be something important, but he didn't expect that it would be about Jinling Jiu.

Pei Zhe headed into the morgue, came out and took the initiative to find Lin Jingkong, with a solemn face, said: "This case must be solved as soon as possible."

Lin Jingkong thought he was going to talk about something important, but he didn't realize it was still a case: "Of course I want to solve the case quickly. I'm so anxious, but it will take time to find the clues."

"Look at what's going on tonight. If that ghost cry reappears, you'll get someone to release the news tomorrow." Pei Zhe's face was dark, with a deep gloomy look on his brows, "Let's say it was Gu Yiqu who came to ask for his life." Yes, the government is looking for the master to dig up Gu Yiqu's grave to quell the haunting."

Lin Jingkong raised his eyes in shock: "Are you sure?"

It is said that the dead are the greatest, and it is a taboo to dig a grave to the end, which is quite offensive.

Pei Zhe pressed the center of his eyebrows: "At present, this is the only way to solve the case as soon as possible."

Jun Shuci heard what they said, and said to Lin Jingkong: "Do as he said, just use rumors to force out the murderer, and it's not really to dig someone's grave."

Lin Jingkong nodded: "Okay, then I will ask Liu Xun to find someone. If there are ghost cries tonight, rumors will spread all over Yecheng tomorrow morning."

After he finished speaking, he left, and Jun Shuci patted Pei Zhe on the shoulder: "Relax."

Pei Zhe smiled bitterly and said, "I can't let it go. I know that the murderer is not pretending to be a ghost, and I know that the murderer did all this for Gu Yiqu. Although I don't know the inside story of the year, I can guess that the murderer wants us to thoroughly investigate Gu Yiqu." Qu's matter, using such means to force him to show up, I will never get over it."

Jun Shuci snorted lightly: "You are an official, and an official should not have personal affairs. You have too much selfishness towards Gu Yiqu. Others can see it. It is polite not to say that you intend to cover up the murderer. Take ten thousand steps back." Said, the murderer killed a person, and the murderer should pay for his life, so why did he do the right thing?"

"People have seven emotions and six desires, how many people can truly be unselfish?" Pei Zhe paused, and then asked, "If one day, Jun Baibi kills someone, you can really treat him equally and bring him to justice. law?"

Jun Shuci's throat choked.

Pei Zhe shook his head and filled in the answer for him: "You can't do it."

"Yes, I can't do it." Jun Shuci sighed, "It is impossible for me to hurt him in my life. If he kills someone, then I can only take the blame for him. I will bear his fault and he owes it to me." I will pay with my life."

Pei Zhe took a deep breath: "You...you're probably in a daze!"

Jun Shuci smiled: "Didn't you already know that he is my life?"

The two were concentrating on their conversation, they didn't notice the retracted feet at the corner, and their robes flew across the air, creating a flustered arc.

When Pei Zhe was about to leave the Nephrite Hall, Fu Qingliu came back with Wei Duo, but he failed to leave and was arrested again, together with Jun Shuci, the two of them were called into the room by Fu Qingliu.

Fu Qingliu was restless, and spoke a lot faster than usual: "I'm leaving Yecheng for a trip, starting tomorrow morning."

Pei Zhe was startled: "So urgent?"

Fu Qingliu nodded: "There is something urgent."

Pei Zhe and Jun Shuci looked at each other, and asked, "What's more urgent than listening to the rain?"

Fu Qingliu didn't wonder why he knew about this, and sighed: "Family affairs are not fair, and there is no peace for the world. I left Beijing this time, on the surface, to listen to the wind and rain, but in fact it was for a personal matter. Feng Ting The matter of the rain has not yet been revealed, Fanbang will not make any major moves in the next few months, and he is not in a hurry. I will leave alone, and this trip will not take too long, half a month at most, and I will definitely come back."

Jun Shuci: "What does Master Taifu mean?"

Fu Qingliu: "Take Wei Duo with you first. If you can, help me pay attention to Fan Bang's movements. Don't worry, I will explain myself to the Holy Majesty."

Pei Zhe pondered for a moment and asked, "Where are you going?"

Fu Qingliu closed his eyes: "Jiang Yang."

He didn't mean to say more, they were both in the officialdom, and they were juniors, so it was not easy to ask more questions.

"Master Tai Tu, just go, leave this place to me."

After Pei Zhe agreed, Jun Shuci left, leaving only him and Fu Qingliu in the room.

"Is the teacher ready to resign?"

Pei Zhe asked very directly, and there was no emotion in his words.

Fu Qingliu smiled: "Probably soon, I haven't heard you call me 'teacher' for a long time, and I'm still not used to it."

"The teacher is the emperor's teacher. After becoming an official in the same dynasty, I naturally avoid it." Pei Zhe said, "I will be a teacher for one day and a father for life. If you have taught me, you will always be my teacher."

Fu Qingliu was silent for a while.

He was entrusted by the late emperor to assist the present sage, but the sage was seriously ill, so he did not have much contact with the court ministers.

Speaking of teaching Pei Zhe, it's not really worth mentioning. He just gave some pointers and left without saying goodbye, but Pei Zhe has always regarded him as a teacher.

The first Tanhua is famous all over the world, how can such an outstanding apprentice, who can refuse?

He is not young anymore, he underestimates fame and wealth, but Pei Zhe minds, afraid of getting him into trouble, he always pretends to be unfamiliar in front of people, only when there are two people, he will call him teacher .

Pei Zhe was afraid that he would be worried, so he said in relief: "I didn't say this to make the teacher feel guilty, but just to let you know that no matter what you choose, the students will regard you as a teacher, and even if you stop being an official, it will not change. .”

Fu Qingliu was moved in his heart: "Okay, but it's too early to say this, and I don't know if this trip will be rewarding."

Pei Zhe: "I will find it. The teacher has been looking for it for so long, and it's time to get what I want."

Fu Qingliu was noncommittal.

The two chatted for a few more words, and Pei Zhe left: "Don't disturb the teacher's rest, I may not be able to make it tomorrow, I wish the teacher smooth sailing in advance, and all the wishes come true."

Fu Qingliu responded with a smile: "Okay, you should take a break too, you will be infected with those bad habits after leaving Beijing, and what it looks like to be seen by other people."

Pei Zhe shook his head: "No, I still have something to do."

"What's the matter?" Suddenly thinking of something, Fu Qingliu frowned, "It has something to do with Jinling Jiu? What's the matter with you two?"

Pei Zhe choked, unable to laugh or cry: "How can you guess right?"

There was faint disapproval on Fu Qingliu's face: "You are an official and he is a bandit. You should not get too close to him."

Pei Zhe smiled: "Teacher, he is not a bandit."

In the minds of the courtiers, the first building in the world is the bandits in the mountains, and Jinling Jiu is the bandits. Pei Zhe has heard this kind of words many times, but today he finds that he can't hear it more and more.

No need to ask again, Fu Qingliu already knew everything from his attitude: "Forget it, the teacher believes that you are a proper person."

Pei Zhe left the Nephrite Hall under the moonlight, thinking about what Jun Shuci had said in his heart. When he arrived at the inn, the lights in Jinling Jiu's room had already been turned off.

He hesitated in the lobby, and finally made up his mind. After briefly explaining his purpose to the buddy, he went upstairs.

What he said must be done. Even if Jin Lingjiu fell asleep, he would wake him up, ask why Jinlingjiu was angry at noon today, and then coax Jinlingjiu to sleep.

The ghost cry suddenly sounded, Pei Zhe's whole body trembled, and the hand that was about to knock on the door froze.

The next second, the door opened from the inside.