After class, it was not yet noon, the sun was streaming down the eaves, and the leaves were rustling as the wind blew through the academy. Two birds flapped their wings and passed through the dense branches of a big tree in the courtyard.
Ning Yi packed up his things and walked under the eaves of black tiles and blue bricks.
On the other side of the corridor were the figures of two teachers, Guo Peiying and Qu Weiqing, walking past in a hurry. They were walking past the classroom just before class started, looking a little anxious. However, this was not something that he needed to pay more attention to. Returning to
In the courtyard where the edicts were resting, the Confucian scholars and scribes were doing their own things, communicating and chatting with each other. He put the books in the drawer, then picked up the bag and took out the books he was going to take home to read today. Liu Xiyang and others invited
He stayed to talk, but he politely declined.
A similar life has been going on for a few days, and the academy is finally quiet. Even if there are children's voices mixed in with the sounds of insects, they can overwhelm the noise of the outside world. Ning Yi took the distributed rice from the back and headed back.
As he walked forward, Shanzhang Feng Yongli took a cup of tea and greeted him while drinking it. Although his eyes were a little cautious, they were mainly friendly. After passing the gap behind the academy, there was a girl who went to the other side of the hospital to help every day.
She also came over there, wearing patched and shabby clothes and a dirty silk scarf on her head. She was holding a small jar. When she saw Ning Yi, she trotted over with a smile and a brisk pace.
The wind blows through the courtyard, and the shades of the trees sway in the wind, and leaves fall down in the sunlight. However, after only three or five days, sometimes I feel that these peaceful and peaceful days will last forever.
"Grandpa Liu cooked a pot of medicinal porridge today. He said it is good for the body. He is about to finish it, but I packed some back. My uncle, you can try it later. It has licorice in it. It is cool and sweet..."
The girl walked in front, Ning Yi took off her headscarf with a smile, and her black hair fell down. The girl shook her head, her figure danced in the light, and occasionally looked back, her smile was warm and fresh, as if she was holding a little satisfaction in her arms.
Feeling. Ning Yi also shook his head and laughed.
The world is not big, the courtyard is not big, the house is not big, and even the eaves are not big.
The temperature in early autumn has not cooled down yet, and the wind that does not bring much coolness always makes people feel miserable, but the environment that belongs to the two of them seems to have a lot of meaning in a few days.
Xiaochan went to the medical clinic next door to help, as if she wanted to dress up and look like a boy. There wasn't much going on at noon. She felt that Ning Yi was coming back, so she took the time to run back. She prepared everything for Ning Yi.
Pour water and wait for him to wash his face, drink water and porridge.
The place was originally a small room with a small kitchen. When she happily put down the earthen pot in the room, Ning Yi had already gone to the kitchen to get water to wash his face. Xiao Chan came over and muttered that Ning Yi should not
She grabbed the towel and grabbed the towel. Ning Yi smiled and splashed water on her face. After all, the weather was hot. Xiaochan was running around and sweating slightly. Ning Yi wiped her face and covered her face with the towel.
On his face, the water tank was originally placed in the corner, and now there was a slight coolness in the water.
Wash your face, take a sip of water, take a bowl to drink porridge, and occasionally chat. Although Xiao Chan comes and goes, and occasionally there is a little joking between the two, the pace between each other, the concessions and tacit understanding between each other, but
Already appearing harmonious, even in the small kitchen, there was no crowding or collision. In front of Ning Yi, Xiaochan arranged her hair, talked about what she saw in the medical clinic today, and occasionally asked Ning Yi about the scene.
It looked like a couple getting together during lunch break. Of course, if Xiaochan only looked at it, they looked like a newlywed couple.
"...Today, there is a person... his bones are broken... He looks bloody, screaming at the top of his lungs, so scared..."
"I also heard it in the academy..."
"Yeah, yeah, it's him, but I still reached out and touched it... That's it, uncle, look at uncle, look like this... Then you can connect the bones...
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"…···The academy is the same as the past few days...but I heard that Liu Xiyang and Qu Weiqing had a fight again..."
"Oh, they're the two people my uncle mentioned..."
"Well... teach boring things every day..."
"In the morning, I heard a man named Hou talking about the relationship between men and women. He almost went from the training of women to the commandment of women...Why are the whole class of men talking about this? I stood aside and listened for a while before leaving, but I remembered
What a joke..."
"Auntie, Xiaochan has learned these two books..."
"Oh, really, then let me ask you, there was a man and a woman, they shook hands, and then the woman became pregnant, why?"
"What about women's training... Well, why do men and women shake hands... I understand. Two people shaking hands must prove that they are very close. They are husband and wife, right?"
"……wrong."
"Then how can they shake hands casually..."
"I'll just hold it for you..."
"Uncle...Xiaochan, Xiaochan is different..."
"...It's still not right."
"Then why...Xiaochan can't guess..."
"Because...well, that man doesn't like to wash his hands, and that woman doesn't like to wash her hands either..."
"...then, what happens next?"
"No, because men and women don't like to wash their hands, so not long after they shook hands, the woman got pregnant...·
"…···This story tells us the importance of washing hands."
"...No, I don't understand."
"...Okay, this is a bad joke."
The topics of conversation are always trivial. Even if we have passed the last step, we cannot have too many intimate contacts during the day. When it rains, it may be difficult for prying eyes to come in, but there may always be someone there during the day.
The person watching, of course, if it is true, may also be thinking about the connection between not washing hands and pregnancy at this time.
In the afternoon, Xiao Chan will still go back to the medical clinic to help. In the past few days, Ning Xin has occasionally followed there to watch the old doctor treat patients and identify some medicinal materials. On the one hand, it is to protect Xiao Chan, and on the other hand, he has free time anyway.
It is also idle to learn more things, and you will never go wrong. Occasionally, when encountering some cases of trauma, Ning Yi will boringly talk to Xiaochan about hygiene and infection, although he himself is also half-assed.
But I feel like I still have some say in this, and the rest of the time, I don’t say much.
The old Chinese doctor surnamed Liu was a skilled doctor and was relatively kind to Xiao Chan. However, he seemed to be somewhat disapproving of his patient. Once he said: "Exogenous evil enters the body and the wound becomes suppurative. How dare an amateur to sew the wound up?"
People, please stop talking here about crooked things." Ning Yi was also a little helpless. When the wound was infected, even if the rotten flesh and blood was scraped off, the wound should not be sutured. It is said that his injury was originally sustained by a strong
The physique is not difficult to overcome, but it was his own mischief that magnified the injury several times and almost died. However, the old doctor surnamed Liu once praised his good physique. In Ning Yi's opinion, it was probably
Professor Lu Hongti’s contribution to internal strength.
After that rainy night, Ning Yi occasionally sorted out various things in the yard, opened up the ruins, moved various objects brick by brick to the corner and piled them up. Occasionally, he would find one or two useful items.
Things, some scraps of iron, and even a broken knife. He knew that the person watching him nearby would notice this, but the other person didn't seem to care.
Two men with swords on their backs often appeared in his field of vision, and occasionally they even had brief conversations. Their names were very strange, one was called Ah Chang, and the other was called Ah Ming. They added up to pay for their lives, so they were probably named Liu.
What kind of hatred does the owner of the watermelon have? Yesterday, Ning Yi found the broken knife from the ruins, sharpened it and used it to chop branches in the yard. Chang even appeared on the other side of the yard and pulled out the knife from behind.
He threw it towards him and said: "This is a quick weapon, take it and use it." It seemed that he didn't care about the danger he would face when holding a sharp weapon.
On the day it rained, the hole that appeared on the roof had not been repaired. In the past few days, Ning Yi just went to the roof to repair other large and small holes. He knocked two large and small iron pieces and strung them together.
A simple wind chime was made under the eaves. That afternoon, the cut branches and leaves were tied into a ceiling, then the roof was pulled up and the hole was covered.
The white clouds in the sky float like cotton wool, and the wind blows on the roof, bringing a little coolness, and the wind chimes ring. Looking from here, we can see the nearby academies, hospitals, roads, and courtyards, with people coming and going.
Pedestrians could see it, and Hangzhou seemed to have returned to a certain level of calm. Over at the medical center, Xiao Chan was walking under the eaves with medicinal materials. When she looked over, her eyes widened and her mouth opened.
Then he jumped up and down and waved, probably telling him to get down. Ning Yi also smiled and waved, and sat down on the roof.
After repairing the roof, it will be a little cooler at night. This idea is almost like living in the small courtyard below permanently. If he really lives here with Xiaochan, it is not an unacceptable thing, but in his case
He said, naturally I understand that things will not be like this.
From the time the kids asked those questions this morning, Ning Yi understood that something was probably going to happen at this time.
Tomorrow at the latest. If it's earlier, I'm afraid the other party will take action this afternoon.
He sat on the roof, looking at the street outside, the pedestrians, the occasional carriages and horses passing by, some suspicious eyes, and occasionally he could see Ah Chang and Ah Ming with knives on their backs appearing on the street, but they were not at all.
There was no fight. Just around the time of Deshen, on the street corner about dozens of meters away, a man holding a bow suddenly broke through the railing of the house, fell from the second floor, and fell on the street over there.
He got up from the ground, suddenly raised his bow and pulled the string. At the gap in the railing on the second floor, Ah Chang appeared there with a knife on his back, looking down.
The arrow was not shot. On the street, some people were frightened by this scene and ran away quickly. Others gathered from different directions, and there seemed to be a slight confrontation between them.
Ning Yi held his chin and looked at all this subtlety. Then, footsteps were heard from behind the roof, and someone was walking over there. Ning Yi looked back and saw a man who looked young, only about twenty years old.
The young man sat down on the roof and watched all this.
"That's Zhang Daoyuan's people who want to kill you." The young man pointed over there and said with a smile...···!