As the New Year approaches, there are fewer pilgrims at Xuanmiao Temple, but Xuanmiao Temple is still very lively.
"The fire is not strong enough, you two should go and light the fire..." Guanzhu Sun said, driving the two children.
The two children hurriedly responded.
"What else is there? Is there anything else that needs to be added?" Sun Guanzhu was still wandering around uneasily, muttering to himself, feeling that he still had something to do.
Banqin walked in from outside to see her and smiled.
"Guanzhu, you don't have to be busy." She said, "I'm just staying here temporarily."
"It's a temporary stay, but I don't dare to do it casually." Sun Guanzhu said, regretting a little, "In the summer, I said that I would change the mats in the house, but I haven't changed them. Now that it's hot, it will definitely smell musty.
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"No, it's not just burning. Master, you have been burning it, so there is no musty smell." Banqin smiled and shook his head, "It does smell very good."
Guanzhu Sun was still uneasy.
"Don't treat your lady's guests slowly, otherwise you will lose your lady's face." She said worriedly.
"How can anyone else lose my lady's face?" Banqin said with a smile.
Guanzhu Sun also smiled and nodded. Yes, this is what the lady would say. She looked at the girl in front of her.
Banqin..
"Have you also had your name changed?" she asked with a smile, remembering some funny things.
Banqin smiled.
"Who else was changed?" she asked.
He didn't answer Guanzhu Sun's words, which was an acquiescence in his ears.
"...Brother Jin..." Guanzhu Sun said with a smile.
The two walked out while talking, and Banqin laughed when he heard this.
"Brother Jin?" She covered her mouth and smiled.
It turns out that there may be more than one male Banqin.
Someone answered over there.
"Sister Banqin, call me." Brother Jin ran over and said.
Banqin and Guanzhu Sun looked at each other and smiled, but Brother Jin laughed inexplicably.
"Have those people been settled?" Banqin stopped laughing and coughed.
Brother Jin nodded.
"We don't have many people to take with us. We can just fit in the wing room. The young master lives with the wife," he said.
Banqin nodded.
"I'll go see if he needs anything," she said.
"Let's go, why are they all a group of men, not even a woman." Sun Guanzhu said, "You go see them, I'll go see if the lady has taken a nap."
The two of them went separately.
Banqin came to the yard here after being guided by Brother Jin. Although it was winter, the place was not depressed, which showed that it was properly maintained on a daily basis.
My wife lived here at that time, and it was here that she faced two such dangerous and disgusting people...
Banqin bit her lower lip, regretting that she couldn't be with her at that time.
"ah!"
A sudden scream sounded, and Banqin couldn't help but startled.
She was already standing at the door of the courtyard, and through the door she could see a child inside.
The six or seven-year-old child made meaningless screams one after another while waving a branch in his hand.
"Brother Six... put it down quickly, don't cut your hand..."
The young man came over quickly and reached out to grab the branch, but the child was waving it around and shouting randomly. The young man tried hard to grab it while avoiding hurting him. He was also hit on his hands and face, but he didn't do anything.
Without realizing it, I grabbed the branch and carefully took it off.
"Madam, madam, put that down and give you this to play with..."
The scene seemed to change before Banqin's eyes. It was also in a Taoist temple, and in a small courtyard like this, there was a little lady running around waving branches and giggling, and a little girl chasing after her carefully.
"Brother Six...eat..."
"Open your mouth, be good... take a bite..."
The rice grains spilled out and the bowl was knocked over.
"You can't eat anything off the ground..."
Banqin couldn't help but take a step forward.
"Madam, throw it away quickly. You can't eat anything on the floor...Give it to me quickly..."
The little girl hurriedly took a piece of cake from the lady's hand, and a dry and silly cry rang in her ears.
"Brother Six, don't run away..."
The child who had just taken away the dirty rice ball screamed and ran to the other side, swaying and stumbling, not looking at the road and just running straight.
The prince of Jin'an County hurriedly chased after him, but Banqin reached out to stop the child on the other side.
"Be obedient, be obedient, I will take you to play, I will take you to play." She lowered her body and said.
The child smiled at her, his face was dull, his eyes were staring, and his saliva was dripping on his clothes.
Nine out of ten fools are ugly. Because fools cannot control their facial expressions, they make some weird looks, which look ugly and scary in the eyes of the world.
Smiling, the child pushed her away and continued running in the yard, making a babbling sound.
Prince Jin'an looked back at the rice bowls scattered on the ground and turned around to clean them up.
"Sir, let me do it," Banqin said hurriedly.
The Prince of Jin'an County did not press any further, and sat down by himself. He took a breath while watching the children walking around in the courtyard, and was lost in thought.
"He was not like this before," he said. "He is sick. Once cured, he will be fine."
Banqin, who was squatting on the ground to tidy up, glanced at him and answered yes.
Prince Jin'an just rested for a while, then got up and passed over again.
"Brother Six, let me change some clothes for you," he said, pulling the child with him.
The children couldn't understand what he said, they were shouting and not knowing what to do.
Men are really not suitable for taking care of people, let alone taking care of a fool. Why doesn't this young master have anyone to follow him?
"Sir, let me help you." Banqin quickly stood up and said, walking over to extend his hand.
"No need for your help!" Prince Jin'an turned around and shouted.
Banqin stopped in fear.
"You don't need your help. You can help for a while, but no one can help for a lifetime." Prince Jin'an softened his tone, turned his head and murmured, while reaching out to hold the child, "Brother Six, Brother Six, be obedient, brother.
You change your clothes."
Looking at the noisy children here and the young man who was coaxing softly without a trace of impatience, Banqin felt her nose was a little sore. She lowered her head without saying anything and took the bowl in her hand to the kitchen, then took the broom to sweep the floor.
stains.
Footsteps sounded at the courtyard door.
"Madam." Banqin looked up and shouted with a bit of joy, "You're awake."
Cheng Jiaoniang walked in wrapped in a cloak and hood and nodded. Her eyes fell on Prince Jin'an who was also walking happily over there. She bowed her head and curtsied.
"Look, it's this patient." Prince Jin'an said, pushing the child who was holding his hand and trying to break away, with an excited look on his face. After he finished speaking, he thought of something, "Let's talk in the house."
But it was not easy for him to get into the house. The children shouted and made trouble and refused to leave. They simply sat on the ground.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter where you look." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Prince Jin'an nodded, unable to conceal his excitement and uneasiness.
"Oh, the cause is that he fell from a high place." He thought of something and said quickly, "It's...a room high...or higher..."
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded, then looked at the child sitting on the ground.
The child had stopped making noises and was playing with his head lowered, picking up the mud. When he didn't see it, he picked up the mud and stuffed it into his mouth. The king of Jin'an County hurriedly knelt down and knocked it away, causing him to cry.
"Brother Six, Brother Six, you can't eat this."
"Brother Six, I'm going to get you some snacks."
Cheng Jiaoniang took a few steps back, and Banqin watched the young man comforting the crying children while hurriedly getting some snacks. Naturally, the snacks were not eaten, but were kneaded into pieces and half of them fell in one bite.
All over my body.
"...the injury occurred more than a month ago..."
Prince Jin'an comforted the children while continuing to speak to Cheng Jiaoniang.
"...I was in a coma for five days...When I woke up, I could eat and sleep, but I didn't recognize anyone."
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
"It's just that you don't recognize anyone?" she said, her eyes falling on the child who was already lying on the ground, playing with his fingers, babbling and laughing.
It's not as simple as not recognizing people...
"He, his mind is still a little unclear." Prince Jin'an said hurriedly, looking up at Cheng Jiaoniang, "I was afraid of delaying this disease, so I brought him to you. Do you think there is still time to cure him?"
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and shook her head.
Prince Jin'an suddenly stood up, and Banqin was startled.
"You, take another look, take a good look. If you can't do it today, take a look tomorrow." He said.
The young man's voice was trembling, his eyes were pleading, and Banqin lowered his gaze unbearably.
"I can't cure his disease."
The woman's voice still sounded unstoppably in the courtyard, clearly breaking into the ears of Prince Jin'an.
"No, look again, look again, take a good look." He took a step forward and said hoarsely.
"Your Highness." Cheng Jiaoniang said, her expression still unchanged, "You brought him here not because you were afraid of delaying his condition. You told me last time because you know my rules."
The Prince of Jin'an County was startled for a moment, clenched his hands and said nothing.
"His Royal Highness Prince Qing's illness is not a fatal disease." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "Since you know my rules, you should also know in your heart that I can't cure it."
The courtyard suddenly fell into stasis, and only the dull and meaningless laughter of the children lying on the ground could be heard.
My rules for seeing a doctor.
Go to your home for consultation, and you will not be treated unless you die, and you will not get married to someone who has been treated.
He knows, of course he knows, he knows everything about her.
Prince Jin'an raised his head and looked at the courtyard.
He even knew that people had been killed by lightning and fire in this courtyard.
He took a deep breath and smiled.
"He's already like this." He pointed at the child lying on the ground.
I don’t know if they are tired, but the children are no longer laughing and picking at the dirt and branches, but are salivating and muttering not knowing what to say.
"He's like this, so he's destined to die."
After saying this, he looked at Cheng Jiaoniang, looking at her hard, as if he wanted to pin her in front of her so that she couldn't move, but it was still no use. The woman's head still shook slowly.
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"That's not what he is," she said.
"He is!" Prince Jin'an shouted sternly, took a step forward, stood in front of Cheng Jiaoniang, lowered his head and looked down at the tip of her nose, "He is!"
His voice was filled with anger, and standing in front of his wife like this, it seemed that he could reach out and grab her in the next moment. If it had been left at any other time, it would have been like those people in the Cheng family who were cursing and suddenly angry.
She had pounced on her a long time ago and would never let them get even half a step closer to my wife, but at this moment she forgot to lift her feet and took a step, and instead felt like crying.
She raised her head and looked at the young man. Although her voice was angry, her expression was filled with despair.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and suddenly reached out to touch his shoulder.
The Prince of Jin'an County froze and felt the hand tap lightly on his shoulder.
"Fang Bocong."
The female voice in my ear said.
It had been a long time since anyone had called him his name, and he even thought that no one except himself would remember it.
Fang Bocong, Fang Bocong, don’t be sad.
Although no one said this, the two gentle pats conveyed this meaning.
Prince Jin'an turned his head and raised his chin slightly.
"He's already like this, what's the difference between death and death?" He said, slowing down his voice and trying his best to calm down his emotions and prevent himself from losing his composure too much.
"He is otherwise very good and healthy. He can eat, sleep, play and laugh." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "He will not die."
"But he is dead." King Jin'an turned his head to look at her again and shouted, then lowered his voice and shook his head, "He is dead. My sixth brother is dead, already dead."
Banqin could no longer hold back her hands and cover her face with tears.
"Your sixth brother is dead, so of course I can't cure him," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The prince of Jin'an County looked at her. The expression of the woman in front of him was always the same. She was neither surprised nor happy when she first met her old friend. She was neither sad nor hurt when she heard that she sought medical treatment. Looking at such a child, she had neither disgust nor sympathy.
There is nothing, it’s as if you haven’t seen it before, and it has nothing to do with her at all.
Yes, what does it have to do with her?
Prince Jin'an took two steps back and then raised his head to look at her.
"Yes, I know, you must die or not be cured." He said, taking a deep breath, "Then the Thirteenth Prince of the Qin family is also dead, isn't he? Isn't he also cured?"
"He is different." Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head and said.
"Oh, yes, yes." Prince Jin'an nodded, "He is destined to die because you are so angry that he is half dead."
He smiled again as he spoke and took a step forward.
"Then you can treat Sixth Brother like this. You scare him to death, or kill him in other ways..." He said urgently.
Cheng Jiaoniang still shook her head.
"Can you please stop shaking your head!" King Jin'an shouted suddenly, his face was ashen, and he clenched his hands hanging by his side.
This sound caused the courtyard to freeze again.
After a period of silence, Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head again.
Prince Jin'an looked at her as if he was angry and about to laugh.
"The husband of the Qin family is different from him." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking at the child on the ground, who was already staring in confusion and seemed to be about to fall asleep, "He has no heart."
No heart?
Banqin looked at Cheng Jiaoniang in surprise, just like she did before...
"Qin Langjun has a heart and knows that he is sick. He has desires, fears, and hatreds, and can be very sad, happy, and ups and downs. His disease is not in his legs, but in his heart. Heart disease is a fatal disease, so I can treat him." Cheng Jiao.
The mother continued, pointing at the child, "Your brother is an unintentional person now. For him, he doesn't think he is sick. As you said, he is no longer your sixth brother, but for him, he is no longer your sixth brother.
For him, he doesn’t know who he is, and he doesn’t care who he is. He is just him. He is neither born nor dead, ignorant and unconscious, with no desire or pursuit, no joy and no fear. Therefore, he is not sick, let alone mortal.
disease."
Prince Jin'an looked at her, shook his head, and clenched his hands.
No, no, he is sick, he is sick, quickly say he is sick, he is sick.
Cheng Jiaoniang lowered her head and curtsied in salute.
"So Your Highness, my brother has a fatal disease and I can't cure it," she said.
The courtyard was silent again. Different from the previous silence, this time there was no anger or pressing depression, as if it had become a pool of stagnant water.
"Really, I...get it."
After what seemed like a long time and what seemed like just a moment, the young man's voice slowly sounded.
I..
This is the title of a noble royal disciple.
Banqin bowed and saluted.
Prince Jin'an slowly bent over and reached out to pick up the sleeping child on the ground.
"Brother Six, you can't sleep on the ground, it's cold." He said, holding the child in his arms and rocking it gently, "Brother will take you to... the car to sleep."
He did not enter the house, but walked straight out.
Since she was leaving without intending to stay, Banqin sighed inwardly and couldn't help but glance at Cheng Jiaoniang secretly. Cheng Jiaoniang's expression remained the same.
Prince Jin'an stopped again when he reached the door.
"Cheng Fang."
he said.
This was the first time someone called this name, and Banqin didn't react.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
Prince Jin'an turned around. Under the bright midday light of winter, his eyes were as dark as a pool on his knife-cut face.
"I want to ask you, your inability to be cured is because you really can't cure it, or because the rules can't cure it," he said.
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PS: 4,500 words, one update today, take a break, hehehe... (To be continued)
