Cloud of the Qing Dynasty

After he finished processing, Zhang Chi was sweating profusely and his face was pale. Xin Lanshan washed his hands, prepared several medicines and put them on the table, then he packed up his things and said to Mu Liuyun, "There are not enough herbs. , I have to go to gather medicine, and I will be back in three days at the latest. The medicine on the table is given to him every four hours in a pack, the rice is in the tank, the vegetables are in the field, the chickens raised in the backyard can be eaten, but the geese should not be killed. "

Mu Liuyun nodded, and the Miao man picked up the medicine basket and set off.

Zhang Chi had fled all the way until now, and it was the first time that he relaxed, and fell asleep completely. After an unknown period of time, he was awakened by Mu Liuyun again.

Zhang Chi opened his eyes in a daze. Mu Liuyun had already taken a bath in a nearby water source and changed into clean clothes. The blue long clothes made him look handsome, but his face was gloomy. Zhang Chi Thinking that Mu Liuyun was angry about something again, he asked a little nervously, "Uh... what's wrong?"

"Xin Lanshan said that the medicine on the table needs to be taken every four hours." Mu Liuyun said with a stiff expression, "But I...can't make a fire."

Zhang Chi glanced in amazement at the messy and black-smoking small stove at the door, and then turned back to look at Mu Liuyun. Obviously, this master of the Shangqing Palace has worked hard for this for a long time, and even got stains on his nose. A piece of black ash was found.

Zhang Chi couldn't help but let out a "chi" laugh. This smile affected the newly bandaged wound on his stomach, and his expression was distorted in pain.

With his smile, Mu Liuyun's face became even more gloomy. Zhang Chi tried his best to hold back the smile, and slowly lifted the quilt to get out of bed: "I'll do it."

Mu Liuyun helped Zhang Chi to the small stove. Zhang Chi opened the medicine jar and took a look. The medicine stove in the house was full of firewood, and the fire box was completely extinguished after being tried and tested for a long time.

Zhang Chi's wound was equivalent to being cut and stitched again. Now he can't do any big movements, but it's still possible to start a fire. He took out all the firewood, pulled some hay and ignited it with flint. Then I added a few twigs to the fire, and only after the fire had stabilized did I start adding firewood to the stove.

While doing it, he explained to Mu Liuyun: "Look, it's lit like this. You have to leave a little space for the fire. It's not okay to fill it too full."

Mu Liuyun watched from the side without saying a word, the long silence made Zhang Chi feel a little guilty, he slapped his own mouth symbolically: "Look at my mouth, I can't stop talking, don't be angry Flowing cloud."

Mu Liuyun shook his head: "It's not your fault, I'm just angry with myself, you were injured, and it was time for you to stay in bed, but I couldn't even do this little thing well, and I had to let you Getting up to cook medicine with my own injuries makes me feel... useless."

"You are useless?!" Zhang Chi exclaimed in an exaggerated tone, "If you are useless, most people in this world should jump into the river and commit suicide. If you don't have such good martial arts, you just snatched me back from those bastards who kill people without blinking an eye. I might be suffering some crime now, and I might even lose my life. What is it compared to frying medicine for wounds?"

Although Zhang Chi's sweet mouth is coaxing, Mu Liuyun still looked sullen. Zhang Chi took a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the black dust on his nose: "Don't be unhappy, look, what a handsome man he is!" , frowning with a serious face, it makes people feel distressed, by the way, Liuyun, I see that there is no more firewood to use next to the stove, you go to chop some firewood."

Zhang Chi cleverly found something that Mu Liuyun could do and asked him to do it. Although he had never chopped firewood before, Mu Liuyun quickly grasped the essentials and split the wood in the thatched shed behind the house into uniform thickness. For firewood, Zhang Chi asked him to pull some vegetables from the garden, fetch some water, support his injured body and work around the stove for a while, and then he cooked a simple meal.

"It's been a long time since I've had a hot meal. Come on, sit down." Zhang Chi helped Mu Liuyun serve the meal as usual, then sat down slowly with the help of the chair, pulled up a sweat towel and wiped it off because of weakness and pain. Out of a cold sweat.

Although there was only a plate of fried vegetables, a plate of scrambled eggs, and a plate of bacon and prunes on the table, Mu Liuyun felt that this was the best meal he had eaten in a while.Maybe it's because I tasted Zhang Chi's long-lost cooking skills, or maybe it's because the person I've been thinking about has already been found, so I don't have to worry about it anymore.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhang Chi really didn't have the energy to clean up. Mu Liuyun helped him to lie down, and washed the dishes as Zhang Chi did before. Although it took twice as long, it was cleaned up anyway. .At this time, the medicine was finally cooked, Mu Liuyun poured the medicine into a bowl and gave it to Zhang Chi, helped him up to drink, and was about to get up and leave.

But Zhang Chi took his hand.

"What else is there?" Mu Liuyun didn't break free, and turned to look at Zhang Chi.

"Liuyun, you must be tired. It's getting late, why don't you lie down and rest." Zhang Chi looked at him eagerly and said.

Mu Liuyun looked at the only bed in this room. The bed made by Xin Lanshan, who is used to living alone, is also narrow, and it would be quite crowded for two people to lie on it. Mu Liuyun shook his head and refused: "I'm going to practice."

"There's no rush to practice at this moment. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Lay down with me for a while. I'm a little cold."

Mu Liuyun knew that Zhang Chi was most likely pretending to be pitiful and coquettish by being injured, but even if he knew, he would still be caught. After a moment of stalemate, Mu Liuyun sighed softly in the dark, and got out of his clothes. Lie down beside Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi's hands and feet were naturally entangled, and Mu Liuyun grabbed his wrist: "Be quiet."

Zhang Chi sneered and said: "We haven't seen each other for so long, just let me hug for a while, I will hug, and promise not to do anything else."

Mu Liuyun's hand used some strength: "Touch me again, and I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Zhang Chi was immediately persuaded: "Don't flirt, don't flirt, I was wrong Liuyun!"

Mu Liuyun let him go, and Zhang Chi lay down comfortably. In the gradually darkening sky, looking at Mu Liuyun beside him, he felt the shock of Hou Ye's death, the grief of Sister Hua's death, and the pain of being wronged for no reason. Anger, physical pain, and worries about the future have all gone temporarily, and the tormented spirit has rarely settled down.

In fact, Mu Liuyun didn't feel sleepy either. After staring at Zhang Chi for a while, he asked, "Tell me what happened to you during this time."

"This is a long story..."

"Then talk slowly, start from the beginning, anyway, we have plenty of time." Mu Liuyun's tone was still a bit cold, his previous worries and concerns were the same thing, but it was not so easy to deceive Zhang Chi You can let go.

Zhang Chi was well aware of this, and he sighed softly: "In the past, there were many things I couldn't tell you clearly, but now that Master Hou is dead, I don't need to hide it from you anymore. In fact, I belong to the Marquis of Yongning." spy."

"I know, Long Jiu told me." Mu Liuyun said lightly, "What else?"

"My father and Marquis Yongning are from the same town, and they have been friends for many years. They love brothers. When Marquis Yongning was young, my father knew that he was a capable person, and he followed him all the time. My father didn't study any books, but he was a good man. Clever, he often goes deep into the enemy's camp to spy on the news for Lord Hou. He also understands that this is a very dangerous thing. Once the news is leaked, it will be a dead end. So when he married a wife and had children, my mother only knew that he was doing business outside the country all the year round. Who did he really work for? Until one day his father was caught by accident and refused to confess until his death, so he was brutally killed. At that time, a plague broke out in the border of Tongzhou, and my mother always believed that my father would return on the appointed day, and refused to leave for a long time. As a result, I died from the epidemic. I had no choice but to go to Yanzhou alone to seek refuge with my grandfather. On the way, I was kidnapped and sold into a brothel. I will not mention these things. When I arrived in Yanzhou, I found out that my grandfather had also passed away. I was a helpless orphan, poor and sick, and could only live in a ruined temple. If I hadn’t met you at that time, I probably died of illness or starvation.”

Mu Liuyun frowned and said: "This Marquis of Yongning is too worthless. Your father died for him, but he doesn't care about the life and death of your mother and child."

Zhang Chi shook his head: "You can't blame him either. Lord Hou promised his father that if something happened to him, he would help him take care of his wife and children, but at that time Lord Hou couldn't protect himself and was exhausted. When he stabilized later, he sent someone to find our mother and son. But people have gone to the empty house, and Hou Ye has always felt guilty for this. Thanks to the money you gave me, I got through the most difficult time. Later, I met Lu Xiaomi on the way of wandering. After joining the beggar gang with him, Life is easier, originally I would just stay in the beggar gang like this, but when I was 14 years old, Master Hou found me."