The sun sets in the west and the lanterns light up.
Unlike Chang'an City after the curfew, the number of pedestrians on the streets in Bachuan Market after dark did not decrease but increased.
There were short boats and painted boats on the Bachuan Lake, and lanterns were lit at the bow and stern of the boats, making the entire water surface look like a night sky studded with stars.
Zhou Jun leaned against the window, looking at the silver ball sachet with flower and bird patterns in his right hand, his brows slightly wrinkled, and his whole body seemed to be in trance, motionless.
The woman on the soft mat slowly opened her eyes, yawned first, and when she saw Zhou Jun, she got excited and quickly got up.
Zhou Jun put the sachet into his arms, glanced at Xiao Qingchan again, and asked, "Are you awake?"
Xiao Qingchan quickly adjusted her skirt and whispered, "Jiaoerlang is laughing."
Zhou Jun waved his hand.
Xiao Qingchan lowered her head and looked around.
Zhou Jun: "The Qu family and the Fan family have purchased the expenses and have just returned to Bachuan. Huayue went to help with the inventory."
Xiao Qingchan heard this, stood up and said, "Then the maid will go and help too."
Zhou Jun: "Let's go back to Bieyuan together. Let's go."
After saying that, the two of them left the restaurant together and came to Bachuan Market.
Walking along the long street towards the entrance of the square, Xiao Qingchan followed Zhou Jun among the crowd.
Looking at the man in front of her, Xiao Qingchan's eyes flashed, and she wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she was speechless.
Entering Bachuan Villa, as soon as Zhou Jun stepped through the gate, he saw people in the outer garden looking flustered and coming and going in a hurry.
Zhou Jun stopped one person and asked.
When the man saw it was Zhou Jun, he hurriedly sang: "Erlang, something bad is going to happen. Mr. Yin..."
Zhou Jun's heart skipped a beat and asked: "Yin Gong? What happened to him?"
The man gritted his teeth and said: "Just today, Yin Gong suffered from hysteria again. He wore a costume and said he was going to enjoy flowers. He went to the pavilion of Zhongyuan Waterside Pavilion. No one else stopped him and fell into the lake."
Zhou Jun took a breath of cold air, left the others behind, walked quickly into the Zhongyuan, and then came to Yin Gong's small courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, several of Yin Gong's attendants were stripped of their shirts, tied to wooden posts, and whipped while screaming loudly.
Zhou Jun ignored these people and stepped directly into the courtyard gate and entered Yin Darong's bedroom.
The doctor invited was checking Yin Darong's pulse on the couch. Pang Gong and Yuping were also in the room.
Seeing this, Zhou Jun slowly stepped aside and waited for the result.
After a while, the doctor stood up and came to Pang Gong. He first bowed and saluted, and then said: "Typhoid is caused by evil, and the heart is blocked, and the pulse is loose, tight and weak. If the illness lasts for a long time, I fear that my life will be short.
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When Pang Gong heard this, his face tightened, he asked the doctor a few more questions, and finally closed his eyes and shook his head.
Zhou Jun sighed. Although he had a trauma elixir like garlic essence, he could not do anything to deal with Yin Darong's hysteria and typhoid fever.
The doctor prescribed a prescription to slow down the patient's life, apologized, and left the small courtyard.
Pang Gong sat on the chariot in a daze, while Yuping wiped her tears beside her.
Zhou Jun left the room and asked his servants to prepare the medicinal soup.
Yin Darong, who was unconscious, took the medicinal decoction and never woke up.
Zhou Jun advised Pang Gong to go back and rest first, and he came to guard him, but the latter only said it was okay.
The time came to the second quarter of Hai hour. Although everything was quiet outside the door, the lights in Yin Gong's house were brightly lit.
Zhou Jun was waiting at the door of the bedroom. Yuping was out of energy and dozing off to the side. But Pang Gong opened his eyes and looked at Yin Darong on the bed, showing no signs of fatigue.
Yuping finally couldn't hold it any longer and slowly fell asleep.
Zhou Jun called his maid and helped Yuping to rest in the side room, while he waited in the house with Mr. Pang.
After another two quarters of an hour, Yin Darong let out a long groan and finally opened his eyes.
Zhou Jun quickly called for servants and brought water and food.
Yin Darong looked at the room, shook his head, and said weakly: "Please Pang Gong and Erlang stay, and everyone else should go out."
The others left as ordered, and Zhou Jun pushed Pang Gong's chariot to the bed.
Yin Darong looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "I'm afraid Darong won't be able to overcome this hurdle."
Zhou Jun opened his mouth to say a few words of comfort, but Yin Darong had already seen through everything and said first, "It's okay, whatever is supposed to come will always come."
Pang Gong asked softly: "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Yin Darong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, and finally sighed: "I do have my wish, but it can't be realized."
He thought for a while and then said to Zhou Jun: "Erlang, the top shelf of the Fu cabinet by the window."
The latter followed the instructions and took out something wrapped in silk from the cabinet.
With Yin Darong's approval, Zhou Jun opened the silk and found a hairpin engraved with a magnolia pattern.
Pang Gong took a look and asked Yin Darong: "Zhang Qiniang's relics?"
The latter said: "Yes, after Da Rong dies, please bury this object with the coffin."
Pang Gong nodded slightly.
Seeing the hairpin, Yin Darong became more energetic. He struggled to sit up, smiled at Pang Gong and Zhou Jun and said: "Da Rong's life was full of ups and downs, but there were only two periods in which he was the happiest. The first one was
After moving to Bachuan Villa, I lived in peace for the last two years without being disturbed by others; secondly, when I was young, I went to Nangong County with a theater troupe and met Zhang Qiniang."
Zhou Jun felt sad after hearing this.
Yin Darong's beloved woman was forced into the palace and became a concubine. He was willing to commit suicide just to stay by her side, and finally watched her die of mental and physical exhaustion.
Yin Darong stared at the hairpin and said with a sad smile: "There is something that has been buried deep in my heart for so many years and has never been mentioned to anyone. Today, Pang Gong and Erlang are both here, so Darong said it and just thought it was over.
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When Yin Darong spoke the following words, although there was a smile on his face, his words were filled with tears: "Back then, Zhang Qiniang entered the palace and had not been favored by the saint for a long time. Qiniang thought that the saint had forgotten her, but
In fact, several times, it was because of Darong's interference that her name was deliberately omitted from the Kan register."
Hearing this, Zhou Jun was stunned on the spot.
Yin Darong burst into tears: "In the final analysis, Qiniang's death was due to Darong's confusion; today's disaster is just what he deserved."
There was no surprise or surprise on Pang Gong's face. He just said to Yin Darong: "Don't blame yourself for what happened in the past."
This emotional upheaval seemed to have exhausted Yin Darong's energy.
The blood on his face slowly faded, and he lay down again.
Yin Darong first said to Pang Gong: "If Pang Gong hadn't taken him in back then, and Darong returned to his hometown after becoming an official, he would have been plotted by others, and he would have ended up miserable."
Pang Gong leaned forward, patted Yin Darong's hand, and said: "Zhonghe received your favor in the early years, so I should take care of him."
Yin Darong nodded gratefully, then turned to Zhou Jun: "Erlang and Darong are not close friends, but in the past two years, they have handled things carefully without any complaints. Our family still has a small income, and Pang Gong must not see it.
Come on, give them all to Erlang."
Zhou Jun quickly excused himself.
Yin Darong made repeated requests, and finally Pang Gong gave some advice, so Zhou Jun could only accept it.
After finishing these things, Yin Darong breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at the nothingness in the ceiling, his eyes slowly began to blur, and he sang unconsciously: "When people leave the building, they feel melancholy. They have failed to live up to the good time, and they have lost sight of the old people, but they can only express lovesickness and heartbreak..."
Yin Darong's voice slowly dropped, and finally fell into silence.
This chapter has been completed!