After a serious illness, Qi Shan turned into a porcelain doll.
Since he didn't need to be busy with anything, he said that he was so free that he could only hug his newly hired raccoon slave and sit on the porch to bask in the sun.
He also gave the raccoon slave a name.
【Suzhou】
When Chu Yao heard the name, he looked at Qi Shan's pale and feeble appearance, and said: "Gradually, the leaves are startling with autumn, and the cicadas are noisy in the night. The time of Su Shang - Su Shang? Is there anything you can do to give your 'bride' such a name?" What's the use of a miserable name? It's better to call it Huai Xu."
The autumn color is still white, which means "Su". The cold wind in autumn is the same as "Shang", so it is called "Su Shang", which does not sound festive and auspicious.
Qishan lazily raised his eyelids: "Because it sounds good."
Summer has passed and autumn is coming, so Su Shang is in good time.
As for whether to be festive or not——
I pray for good but don’t believe in these.
Shen Tang was bored. He was holding his chin up and watching the little chubby boy practicing martial arts. He took the initiative to join the conversation between the two and said with great interest: "It has good eyes. It can be named 'Cuiwei'. What do you think?"
Qi Shan and Chu Yao said in unison: "Su."
After the words fell, the two looked at each other with subtle expressions, their brows twitched fiercely, and they turned their faces in different directions.
Shen Tang: "..."
Is your tacit understanding used in this kind of place?
Fortunately, the knock on the door eased her embarrassment of having nowhere to go. She hurriedly put on her clogs and rushed to open the door. Standing outside the door were two faces she had known for a lifetime, and the familiar face gave her a bright and warm greeting. It was Zhai Le: "Brother Shen, how are you?"
Needless to say, the other person is Zhai Le's cousin.
Shen Tang was surprised in his heart, but he still turned aside to let the two of them in.
The cousin looked a little embarrassed and helpless.
Zhai Le was very at ease, with his hands behind his back, and his long ponytail hair swaying from side to side as he walked, as if even his hair carried the owner's inner joy. He put his hand on Shen Tang's shoulder in a familiar manner: "Brother Shen, what are you doing today? Didn’t you set up a stall to sell wine?”
Shen Tang: "Are you here to buy wine?"
Zhai Le looks young, but he is really addicted to alcohol.
"Of course not, cough cough cough - and it's about the Brave Tiger Talisman." Zhai Le took Shen Tang aside and carefully looked at his cousin's face out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that his face looked okay, he lowered his voice. He said, "Didn't you tease him last time -"
"How was the reaction?"
Zhai Le said with a bitter face: "What can I do? I have been taught a lesson."
The key is that the disguise is so powerful that Zhai Le cannot remove it, so he can only come to Qishan for help and buy some wine by the way.
Shen Tang: "..."
On the other side, Zhai Le's cousin also greeted Qi Shan and the two of them and explained the purpose of their visit, which made Qi Shan smile bitterly.
"If you came earlier, you could still help."
Cousin Zhai Le looked slightly panicked: "What does this mean?"
Qi Shan pointed at himself, with a somewhat bitter smile: "I encountered something yesterday, which made me angry and hurt my heart. I have to rest well these two days and can't arouse Wen Xin again. If Mr. Lang is not in a hurry, we can do it another day. Come again. If you're in a hurry, I'll give it a try."
Upon hearing this, Zhai Le hurriedly spoke before his cousin spoke.
"This is not urgent, Mr. Qi needs to recover from his injuries."
Cousin Zhai Le saw that Qishan's face was pale, his eyes were blue, and his breath was short and long, weak and strong. He was indeed injured. Zhai Le also said that he was asking for the disguise because of his stubbornness, and the responsibility lies with Zhai Le, not in front of him.
Naturally, this scribe cannot be forced.
He also said: "It is important to recuperate, this matter is not urgent."
After a pause, he said: "I know a little about the art of Qi Huang. If you trust me, sir, can you let me take a look at the pulse chart?"
Qi Shan did not refuse: "It's hard work."
Not to mention that this man's eyes were sincere and did not seem to be fake. Even if they were true or false, his injuries were real and not false at all.
Zhai Le also came up, not daring to breathe.
After checking the pulse, he asked: "Brother, how is Mr. Qi's health? Why is he so sick after not seeing you for a day or two? He is so angry that he is so angry. What could make Wen Xinwen's morale so high?"
Zhai Le has cooperated with Qi Shan.
Although Mr. Qi's literary level is not as good as that of his elder brother, his strength, experience and experience are all above him. Putting himself into the role, he could not imagine what kind of blow his elder brother would have to go through to become "angry and angry" overnight.
"He was injured and looked like this sickly person.
Zhai Le's cousin glanced at his cousin.
The latter closes the wheat directly.
He asked: "Mr. Qi is from Xin State?"
As soon as the notice came out yesterday, many people in Xiaocheng were greeting Zheng Qiao's eighteenth generation ancestors. Anyway, the restaurant near where they stayed was full of the essence of slamming tables and throwing bowls and all kinds of insults. Some high-tempered literati were also angry.
Fainted.
He understands this feeling.
No matter how bad the Xin State was, it was still a place that gave them stability in the first half of their lives. The Geng State was strong, and it was a normal transition for the Xin State to go downhill and be destroyed. In the past two hundred years, dozens of hands were used to build the country with glory and destroy it in embarrassment.
Too many to count.
Xin Guo is just one of them.
As soon as Zheng Qiao's operation came out, it became "unique". I have never seen anyone suffer such humiliation after destroying the country.
The people used to not care who sat on the throne, but now they are gnashing their teeth and cursing, hoping that some country will accept the tyrant Zheng Qiao.
Some people even hit the nail on the head: [Zheng Qiao is such a sycophant. I am afraid that he will be angry and humiliated when he remembers that he relied on his position on the dry road. He thinks that if his enemy's daughter is also taken away, he will be innocent, clean and comfortable.
Yeah. Humph, it’s rotten!】
Qishan's face turned pale.
He nodded and said: "Yeah."
"well."
Cousin Zhai Le sighed.
After careful consideration, he wrote another prescription. Qishan also knew some Qihuang techniques. Judging from the prescription alone, the prescription prescribed by this young man was much more reasonable than that of the previous doctor, so he asked the old woman to
Someone helped me go to the pharmacy to refill the medicine.
After some conversation, he found that the young man was quite to his liking. He could get on well with him and Chu Yao, and they had a great conversation.
Zhai Le was bored and took Shen Tang to spar with wooden swords.
In comparison, Gong Cheng's place was not so relaxing and comfortable. The doctor prescribed heavy medicine to save his life.
There was a strong, bitter medicinal smell floating in the room.
"Yunchi, I shouldn't have told you if I had known that the reaction would be so big." Guan'er sighed and looked at Gong Cheng, who had a bit of a death wish between his brows, as if he was angry but also felt pity and sympathy. But what he was thinking in his heart was only He himself and Gu Chi, who was sipping tea with his eyes lowered, knew it.
Gong Cheng said: "Sooner or later you will know."
It was quiet for a while.
He added: "Wengzhi, why bother to rescue me..."
Guer advised: "Wang Ji is gone... but the other members of the Gong clan are still alive. If you are gone, they will have even less support..."
There are rumors among the people that the leader of the Xin Kingdom loves Gong Cheng more than Wang Ji. He would like to clarify that this is not a rumor, but a fact.
As the prince of the Northern Desert, when he was serving as a hostage in the capital of the Xin Kingdom, he had fun with Gong Cheng and several other members of the aristocratic family, and got close to him.
With Gong Cheng's favor, he occasionally went to the inner court to play polo with Wang Ji and a group of noble ladies, and also learned some secrets——
For example, the king of the country really wanted to be closer to Gong Cheng.
For example, Gong Cheng and Wang Ji were childhood sweethearts, but when Gong Cheng tested the king's tone and asked if he could be his son-in-law, he was rejected. Some folk speculations are not unfounded.
For example--
It is said that Zheng Qiao once admired Wang Ji.
It just so happened that he was the king of the country and had a male concubine.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
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PS: Tang Mei is from a "grassroots" background.
This chapter has been completed!