Broken Iron Clothes

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After sending Jiang Shiqing back to Jiang's house, Yuan Mucheng turned around to look for the imperial army, and he himself followed in Lichen Temple, pretending to be busy all night.

Yan Lingyong's body was discovered by the imperial army at dawn, and the news spread across most of the city in an instant. When Yan Youqian heard the news, his chest was instantly filled with grief and anger. He couldn't breathe, and he fell into a faint. On the ground, half of his face was swollen.

But last night after Jiang Shiqing returned to the house, he lost his energy for a moment, his eyes turned black, and he passed out in an instant.Everyone was terrified and stayed by the bed all night.

After Jiang Shiqing took the medicine, he fell asleep until noon. When he got up, he saw Zhong Dingshan guarding the side of the couch with a fierce face.

"Mr. Lin Meng." Jiang Shiqing called softly.

"You brat still knows how to call me!" Zhong Dingshan said angrily, "What's the matter, do you think I'm long and want to piss me off as soon as possible, or do you want to compete with me who will cry in front of whose grave first?"

Jiang Shiqing lowered his eyes and said, "Huai Chuan dare not."

Zhong Dingshan snorted: "I think you are very courageous."

His throat was dry and sore, Jiang Shiqing couldn't hold back his cough, Zhong Dingshan looked soft-hearted, and hurriedly poured a glass of warm water and handed it to his mouth.

"...Okay, get up and drink some water before eating. Seeing that you didn't eat dinner last night, how can your body survive such a toss."

The warm water moistened his throat, and the discomfort gradually subsided, but Jiang Shiqing's complexion was still pale.Although he looked no different from ordinary people on weekdays, it was all an illusion cultivated by medicine.As long as he exerts a little effort, his body will become weak, and this kind of weakness is getting worse day by day with the toxicity of Tan's blood.

Jiang Shiqing's body became weaker and weaker.

Zhong Dingshan is proficient in medical skills, and he knows this very well.

"Huai Chuan, you have to promise your husband that there will be no next time." Zhong Dingshan looked at him with worry.

Jiang Shiqing smiled lightly and said, "No more."

"Okay," Zhong Dingshan forced to hide his sorrow, and said, "I will remember this."

As he said that, Zhong Dingshan stepped forward and raised Jiang Shiqing's left sleeve to feel his pulse.

After a long silence, Zhong Dingshan withdrew his hand, and Jiang Shiqing asked, "Sir, Xuguo..."

Zhong Dingshan waved his hands helplessly, and said, "I'm crying so hard! Xiao Jidong is coaxing me, I'll call him over later."

Hearing this, Jiang Shiqing asked again: "Mr. Yu Chuan is still angry with me?"

Zhong Dingshan comforted: "He is so soft-hearted, his anger dissipated when he saw you last night, but Yuan Mucheng came early in the morning, and he is entertaining people outside."

Hearing the name, Jiang Shiqing's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Why is he here?"

But Zhong Dingshan was only focused on Jiang Shiqing's condition, and didn't hear the question clearly, so he answered the wrong question: "He came over the wall."

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After returning to the house last night, even though he took off his outer shirt, the fishy smell still seeped into his inner clothes. Jiang Shiqing felt uncomfortable, so he went to take a shower and change clothes before lunch.

After the room was ventilated, he sat in front of the table and wiped his wet hair, which inevitably made the newly changed clothes wet.

At this time, Xu Guo entered the door with a food box.He raised his red and swollen eyes and took a peek at Jiang Shiqing, then he put the hot food on the table without saying a word.

Jiang Shiqing turned his head to find Xu Guo's dodging eyes, and said, "Are you angry with me?"

Xu Guo said nasally: "No."

Jiang Shiqing put down the wet cloth in his hand, gently pulled Xu Guo to his face, and asked, "Did you stay up all night yesterday?"

Xu Guo tilted his head to the side and refused to look at him, and only for a while, the sourness came to his nostrils again, and he buried his head lower and lower, not wanting to let Jiang Shiqing see him.But the more he lowered his head, the more uncontrollably the tears fell to the ground.

After a while, Xu Guo couldn't hold back his voice, and trembled with tears: "Master, I'm not around every time something happens. Does the master dislike me..."

"No," Jiang Shiqing stood up and said softly, "It's my fault."

Xu Guo burst into tears instantly, hugged Jiang Shiqing and cried bitterly.Jiang Shiqing patted him on the back, slowly soothing the boy's emotions.

After a while, Xu Guo pressed his forehead against Jiang Shiqing's shoulder, gasped and said, "Xu Guo has lost her parents and eldest brother, and I don't want to lose my master anymore."

Jiang Shiqing didn't answer, but raised his hand to caress the back of the boy's head, and then quietly let him hold him.

"Little Master Xuguo hugs people like this, it will starve your master to death."

Yuan Mucheng came from the door and rubbed the top of Xu Guo's head.

Xu Guo straightened up quickly, and wiped the snot carelessly.Jiang Shiqing lowered his body and raised his fingers to wipe his tears, and said with a smile, "Go wash your face first, then go back to your room and sleep."

The boy nodded straight, and walked out the door with the shame of being caught crying.

After Xu Guo went out, Jiang Shiqing went back to the table, sat down unhurriedly, and asked, "Where's sir?"

Yuan Mucheng naturally sat across from him, and said, "I heard that you woke up, so I advised him to go back to his room and rest."

Remembering that Yuan Mucheng called Jiang Yu "Grand Master" last night, Jiang Shiqing asked, "Do you know Mr.?"

Yuan Mucheng said bluntly: "In the past, I was wild, I didn't understand the dignity, and I only picked the prince and prince as playmates, so I couldn't avoid meeting Jiang Taishi."

Jiang Shiqing nodded, picked up some dishes with bamboo chopsticks and put them in the bowl, then asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Stayed in Lichen Temple all night, I planned to drop by to report a letter, but I heard that you collapsed last night when I wanted to go in." Yuan Mucheng's face became serious, and he said, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Shiqing replied casually, "I don't feel comfortable anywhere."

It was a joke, but Yuan Mucheng took it seriously, and leaned against the edge of the table and put the back of his hand on the man's forehead.

Jiang Shiqing stepped back and said, "It's not burned."

Although he couldn't detect any heat, his face was pale no matter how he looked at it.After Yuan Mucheng stopped, he still looked at the person worriedly, his eyes seemed to be fixed on Jiang Shiqing, and he never left.

"When did you come last night?" Jiang Shiqing asked suddenly.

Yuan Mucheng said: "It was the moment when Yan Lingyong was wiped on the neck by you, what happened?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Shiqing put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, and said after swallowing, "What's going on outside?"

"You don't need to worry about those things for the time being." Yuan Mucheng still looked at him and said, "I can't stay any longer. We'll talk in Huimei Courtyard after you recover."

"Then I won't give it away." As he spoke, Jiang Shiqing reached for the farthest dish with some difficulty.

Yuan Mucheng pushed the dish towards him and said with a smile, "You're so impolite."

Jiang Shiqing paused the movements in his hands, raised his eyes and said, "Didn't you say we'll talk at Huimeiyuan, why are you wasting time here?"

Yuan Mucheng looked at him with great interest, and said, "It's very interesting to sit here. It can be worth two taels of silver for a moment, and a stone of rice is enough to feed a soldier for thirty or forty days."

"Is it fun to watch people eat?" Jiang Shiqing said, "The general's hobbies are really unique."

Seeing that Jiang Shiqing only ate vegetables and didn't drink soup, Yuan Mucheng scooped up a bowl, put it in front of him, and said, "I also pick people, I don't like to watch everyone eat."

Jiang Shiqing also picked up the spoon, evened out the hot soup in the bowl, and said, "With your mouth, you have often succeeded in taking advantage of others."

Seeing a string of rosary beads on the table, Yuan Mucheng picked them up and fiddled with them in his hands, saying, "I only took advantage of one person, so you won't lose."

"It's a loss," Jiang Shiqing said, "Why not."

Across the table, Jiang Shiqing looked at Yuan Mucheng's fingertips twirling the rosary, and unconsciously remembered the night when their wrists were intertwined, and the numbness of being bitten spread from the earlobe to the tip of the tongue.

With the heat burning his ears, Jiang Shiqing looked away, only drinking the soup in the bowl in silence.

Yuan Mucheng fiddled with the beads, but what he saw in front of his eyes was Jiang Shiqing's dignified appearance while holding the rosary, but that man had also crouched under him, messed up his clothes, with a panicked expression, and even the man who had rubbed into the soup at this time The lips were extremely soft when he held them in his mouth.

He drank nearly half of the soup in the bowl, but Jiang Shiqing didn't hear anything, so he raised his eyes, only to see Yuan Mucheng was still staring at him.But at the moment when they looked at each other, Yuan Mucheng suddenly got up and leaned towards him.

Jiang Shiqing looked directly at the person, and leaned back a little, but the person had a strong sense of aggression, as if he couldn't avoid it no matter what.

Yuan Mucheng approached him, looked at the man who was pretending to be calm and smiled, and finally wiped away the soup stains on the corners of his lips with his fingers.

"I think," Yuan Mucheng said, "it's not a loss."

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In Taiwei's mansion, Feng Ruoping angrily said to himself: "Why did Yan Lingyong die?"

Xu Bing thought for a moment and asked, "Is there still no news about Cui Cheng?"

Feng Ruoping sighed: "No, and I don't know if this person's death has anything to do with him. Now the city is covered with notices, and His Majesty also asked the Ministry of War and the Governor's Mansion to search for people together. Most of them will lose their heads when they are found.”

The hot air in the cup had already escaped, but Xu Ting's fingertips were still rubbing against the lid, feeling uneasy.

"Right now, Yan Youqian is still in a coma. When he wakes up, I'm afraid he will make a big fuss, and even blame King Yin." Xu Bin said.

Feng Ruoping knew the consequences. Although he hated Yan Lingyong, he didn't want that person to have an accident at this time, but who knows that the reality is so unsatisfactory.

"Who on earth is going to do such a cruel thing?" Feng Ruoping became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, "It's also strange, since His Majesty's birthday, there hasn't been a single day of peace in this city."

Compared to Feng Ruoping's indignation, Xu Bin seemed calm. He put down the teacup and asked, "Did Hou Ye send someone to inquire about the details of Yan Lingyong's case?"

Feng Ruoping suddenly woke up from the annoyance, and said: "The incident happened suddenly. After Feng heard the news, he came directly to look for you, Taiwei, before he had time to ask."

Xu Bing said: "I also ask Lord Hou to find out the whole story. If the murderer is Cui Cheng, then he is too selfish and unreliable. If the murderer is not him, then since this person dared to kill Yan Lingyong, let's see." It is guaranteed that this dirty water will be poured on King Yin."

"Taiwei said yes, I'll go and find out." After finishing speaking, Feng Ruoping hurriedly said goodbye.

Xu Bing was not in a hurry, he closed his eyes to estimate the time, and after Feng Ruoping's carriage should have driven far away, he opened his eyes and said to Xu Yixu who was beside him: "Speaking of which, everyone who knows about the polo match has been dealt with." ?”

Xu Yixu nodded and said, "Don't worry sir, everything is done."

"It's fine once it's done," Xu Bin said, "Did you send someone to watch over Yan Lingyong these days?"

Xu Yixu replied: "Students only follow my master's order, let Lu Xiu get rid of those who saw Senior Brother Yu Jing, and have not had time to take care of Young Master Yan."

"What do you think?" Xu Bing turned to look at him and asked, "If the murderer wasn't Cui Cheng, who would it be?"

The housekeeper put on a pot of hot tea, and Xu Yixu poured another cup for Xu Bin, saying, "The student thinks that the murderer is either a Sand Snake, or another wave of people independent of Feng Yan's two major forces. "

Xu Bing nodded and said, "Tell me."

Xu Yixu offered tea with both hands, and said: "The Yan family headed by the Empress Dowager and Duke Yu, and the Feng family headed by King Yin and Yizhonghou are the most powerful in the city. Now they can have the strength to compete with the Feng Yan family. Only Prince Jingping's Mansion is contending. However, King Jingping has no intention of participating in politics for the time being. Only Yuan Mucheng is in the city, and he only has contacts with Wen Mansion and Dudu Mansion. However, Wen Yao and Lu Tianrui have no intention of participating in politics. It doesn't look like someone who will stir up this turmoil. Looking at it this way, Sand Snake is the most likely person to make a move."

Xu Bing blew on the hot air, took a sip, put the cup on the table, and said, "Yes, I thought so too. Although Sand Snake and Feng's colluded, they can't be regarded as allies on the same ship after all. Yin Wang thought Won the throne, but what Da Mo wanted was to overthrow Da Li. As long as the Feng and Yan families fight among themselves, the situation in Da Li will inevitably be uneven. For Da Mo, this is the best time to take advantage of it. It's too heavy to be trusted, but now that Sand Snake and the Feng family are tied together, if you want King Fuyin to take the throne, the words 'bright and aboveboard' are really inappropriate."

Speaking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really not easy to share the interests of Da Mi and Yin Wang equally, it's time to think about this issue."

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The price and weight of rice in different dynasties have different calculations. One stone in this article is about 60kg