Chapter 12 Chapter Twelve But Smell the Flowers (1)

When I got home, I hurried to Xiyan's place, but I saw blood all over the place. I was shocked and asked, but Xiyan and other hope primary school students were injured by dark people. The wine-nosed Zhu Ying reversed her drunken look, her eyes were clear, and she said fiercely: "These grandchildren... Miss and Master Biao said that you went to the courtyard next door to visit Mr. Yuan, and then slipped out of the house by chance. Fortunately, it wasn't far away, we found it, Young Master Biao was seriously injured in order to save Miss, and he still hasn't woken up yet."

"Have you found out who it is?" My heart was jumping left and right, and my left and right eyelids were also jumping non-stop. Zhu Ying shook her head: "It was hard to catch a living... I bit my tongue and killed myself, but before I died, I used it on him." Exceeded punishment," Zhu Ying said with a face full of flesh, "the accent he revealed when he cursed seems to be from Xi'an." My brain buzzed loudly! I was a little unsteady on my feet, so I tried my best to calm down and nodded to Zhu Ying: "What did the spies in the capital say?" "Master Yin has been imprisoned in imperial prison."

Aside from my heartfelt worries, I breathed a sigh of relief for some reason. I told Zhu Ying to let the spies in the capital report as soon as they had news. I went to see Xiyan, she was sitting beside Xuanyuanyi's bed, her small face was a little dazed, I felt distressed immediately when I saw it, the words I was complaining about turned into a sigh, Xiyan threw herself on me In my arms, her small body trembled, holding me so tightly that she was almost out of breath, she began to cry: "Daddy, Daddy, will Huang Chuan die?" I shook my head: "Silly Xiyan, didn't Uncle Zhu say that cousin will be fine?"

Xuanyuanyi's face was sallow, her eyes were closed tightly, and gauze was wrapped around her shoulders. I comforted Xiyan for a long time, but Xiyan said that she must accompany Xuanyuanyi, so I let her go. I gathered them together in the study for a secret conversation: "Xiao Fang, what do you think about this matter?" Qi Fang frowned and said, "Master, on the surface, this incident seems to have something to do with Mr. Bai." Even Qi Fang said the same thing, I was silent, Qi Fang looked at my face and said: "Master is tired, let's rest first, I will send more people to patrol the night tonight."

I called Qi Fang who walked to the door: "Xiao Fang, Jiangnan is not safe now, immediately write a letter, let Chaozhu prepare, and take Xiyan and Huang Chuan to Dali for shelter." Qi Fang turned around and looked at me a few times: "If Miss and Young Master Huang go to Dali, what if in the future... the master and the third son return to Xi'an, what will Mrs. Chaozhu do to blackmail the master?" I shook my head lightly, and forced a smile: "Xiao Fang, Yuan's house is in muddy water, do you think I will still do it?" Qi Fang sighed softly: "Since the master said so, then I will go to prepare. Didn't the master say that he will go to Dali with the caravan this time? Why don't you let the young lady go with the young master?"

I nodded and called Qi Fang again. He stopped again and looked at me suspiciously. I took a quill pen and wrote down Li Shangyin's famous piece Jinse on the paper: Zither has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one column think of Huanian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wangdi Chunxin entrusted cuckoos. There are tears in the moon and pearl in the sea, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss at that time. Then I went to the bed and found a small mahogany rectangular box, which contained the Dongling White Jade Hairpin. After rubbing it for a long time, I finally sighed with tears in my eyes: "Give me back this thing to Young Master Xue Treading."

Qi Fangnuo made a promise, and took it out without asking what was inside. I went to Hope Primary School, but I didn't expect that several older children were already guarding the door with their usual weapons. The long-lost fear clearly appeared in the eyes of those children. When they saw me coming, they all surrounded me. The younger ones started to runny noses and tears. I felt heartbroken and comforted them: "Don't worry, we will all be fine. Yes, look, Mister already has so many uncles guarding the school, right?" Seven-year-old Meizhu sobbed: "Sir, I'm afraid. When my mother and father were robbed and killed by horse thieves, there were many uncles who protected me, but in the end my father, my mother and those uncles still died..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sir will guard the school in person tonight, don't be afraid, there are also the most powerful Uncle Qi, Uncle Zhu, Brother Yange and Brother Chunlai, and even brother Yuanxiao who is a bookworm, sir and the governor of Dongwu are good friends , Zhang Taishou also specially sent a team of horses to help Mr. guard it!" After I comforted them for a long time, the children felt at ease and went back to their room to sleep obediently. When I went back to the study, I saw Qi Fang came back, saying that Mr. Treading Snow had a reward. I bite the bullet and entered the door, but I saw a long scroll on the desk. I walked around and saw it was a scroll.

I gently pulled out a scroll from the scroll, unfolded it, and it was a picture of a boudoir appreciating lotuses in spring. A girl of fourteen or fifteen years old was sitting sideways on a small chair in the lake pavilion, with her hands folded and smiling. Looking ahead, there are endless pink lotus green leaves behind. This was painted for me in June of the third year of Yongye. I remember that day, my neck was so sore from sitting, but he refused to let me see the painting afterward. He insisted on taking it with me. I went to Luoyang for mounting, because Luoyang has the best mounting artist, but when he came back, I learned about Jinxiu’s sad story, and later I discovered Jinxiu and his secret, so I was no longer interested in looking at this painting.

I stared blankly, I didn't even know that Qi Fang had entered the room, but when I heard his exclamation suddenly, I realized that the mouth was very bitter, and drops of blood flowed from the side of the mouth to the body of the person in the painting, While my tears were flowing, people had already slumped on the painting. I heard Qi Fang and many people pouring in, but my mind was full of the boy's smile at me that day, and the voice calling in my ears: "Hibiscus." I was in a coma for a few days, when I woke up, Xiaoyu and Qi Fang stood beside me with red eyes, full of surprise, Xiaoyu choked up and said, "Sir, don't go to sleep."

I smiled miserably at her. I slept on the bed for a few days, Xuanyuan Yi's body gradually improved, and sometimes he was hugged by Doudou and accompanied Xiyan to see me. Xiyan's two small eyes were swollen like walnuts from crying, and there was something in her eyes that never Unprecedented panic: "Daddy, what's wrong with you?" A few days later, Zhang Zhiyan specially brought a group of well-known doctors from the south of the Yangtze River, saying that he wanted to diagnose me. I was silent for a while, and let Qi Fang pass the word that I only agreed to Xuansi to diagnose the pulse. After touching the multicolored silk thread, almost everyone was slightly surprised at first, and then kept shaking their heads. Zhang Zhiyan asked the doctors to go down to prescribe prescriptions, but he himself lifted up his robe, sat beside me, and helped me tuck the corner of the quilt: "You are a good person, how did you hurt your chest and abdomen like this? Twenty Nianhua got this hematemesis?" Qi Fang quietly walked to my side, his eyes concealed a trace of wariness, Zhang Zhiyan looked at it, and smiled slightly: "Your long follower is really loyal, why are you not afraid that I will offend him?" Qi Fang knelt down expressionlessly, but there was no fear in his eyes, my heart was startled secretly, Zhang Zhiyan has always treated me and my family generously, how could he mean something to me today?I smiled and let Qi Fang go out. Zhang Zhiyan smiled at me again: "Don't ask, we've known each other for almost four years, right?" "Thanks to my brother for taking care of me, Mo Wen's family is safe and the business is booming." I said sincerely, looking at Zhang Zhiyan calmly. Zhang Zhiyan got up, walked to the window sill, casually played with the quill on my desk, and sighed softly: "Since you know that I treat you well, why don't you want to be my assistant?" "Mo Wen already answered my brother's question three years ago." I lowered my eyelids and said softly, "Mo Wen was taught by the ancestors..." "Then why did Jun's money flow out to Duan's family in Dali with tens of millions?" Zhang Zhiyan turned around and pulled open the curtain abruptly. I raised my hand reflexively to cover the direct sunlight that entered my eyes. He was extremely surprised, but he heard Ao Zang's figure beside the window smirk and said, "Dare to ask... is Prince Xuanyuan with you?" I put down my hand, endured the throbbing pain, and said with a light smile: "A few days ago, my daughter and nephew were robbed outside... So it was brother who did it?" Zhang Zhiyan's always indifferent face was condensed: "You have been in Jiangnan for the past few years, I have treated you well, but you don't want to be Zhang's staff, but you are Duan's lackey? You secretly hid the former prince, What is the intention of attracting the original lord to come?" I chuckled: "Brother is the overlord of one party, but he condescends to become a brother of the opposite sex with Mo Wen. Mo Wen is grateful in his heart, so he has always regarded his elder brother as his own, and his sister-in-law as his own. As for the Jun family Property..." I picked up the silk handkerchief next to me, coughed lightly, covered a mouthful of blood, and continued, holding back the blood, "I don't want to hide from my brother, I, Jun Mowen, is indeed the financial advisor of the Dali Duan family, but... I am definitely not a running dog of the Duan family." I looked into his eyes: "Nanzhao has always been a serious problem for my Han people. Dare I ask you, do you want a strong neighbor or a neighbor who is busy dividing the family and has endless disputes?" Zhang Zhiyan seemed to be moved, looked at me, and said slowly: "Naturally, the split Nanzhao is better!" I smiled and coughed again: "What brother said is true," I lowered my head: "Mo Wen was born in the Jun family in Qianzhong, when the Duan family in Nanzhao ransacked the home of Lanjun, it was at a time when Dali was weak and Nanzhao was strong. " "So you helped Dali to make the war worse in the south?" I smiled slightly and didn't say yes or no, I just looked at Zhang Zhiyan with a clear face, his face softened slightly. He slowly sat down on the mahogany chair, opened the teacup, smelled it carefully, raised his eyes slightly and said: "Just now the imperial doctor said that your pulse is strange, it seems to be a woman's pulse?" I smiled weakly: "My brother and I have known each other for four or three years. Whether it is a man or a woman, doesn't the brother know?" He also smiled mysteriously at me: "Yeah, don't I still know?" I thought my smile faltered, but he put down the teacup and asked calmly: "I don't know if Mo Wen has ever heard of the affair between Mr. Taxue and Mrs. Huaxi?" I said to him lightly: "I heard a little bit." He looked at me and said, "But why did the disciples of Mr. Treading Snow still visit Mrs. Treading everywhere in the past few years? Even come to my territory?" "That's wrong!" I nestled inside, avoiding the sun's rays: "From Mo Wen's point of view, Mr. Treading Snow's coming here is definitely not as simple as a romantic, he clearly wants to discuss with the prefect to join forces to attack the Zhou Dynasty. Let's do it!" "Someone happened to come from Dou Zhou's place, so according to Mowen, what should I do for my brother?" "Dou Zhou has no way, so naturally he can't cooperate with him?" "In that case, the brother has no choice but to join hands with the original family to fight against Dou?" I smiled frankly: "Your brother already has a good idea, why come to ask me?" Zhang Zhiyan stood up and walked up to me. His tall shadow blocked all the sunlight: "Don't ask, my spies reported me just now. There was another dispute in the Turkic territory. The Eastern Turkic king Monyah and the Dou family Join forces and split into two groups, one with 100,000 troops encircling Xi'an, and the other going straight to the Gongyue City of the original Qingjiang's illegitimate son Saruer. Now the Yuan clan's defense is empty, and the Dou family's army is overwhelming. If I kill Taxue now Young master, dedicate his head to Dou Yinghua, do you think it is possible to join forces with Dou's to divide the world equally?" I looked up at him silently for a long while, and said, "Brother wouldn't do that!" He laughed: "Why do you see that?" "First, if the elder brother joins Dou Zhou, the Dou family will definitely make the Zhang family attack the Yuan family, and the snipe and Feng will fight, and the one who benefits will be the Dou family. Second, if the elder brother goes to the Northern Expedition, whether it is Dali or Nanzhao in the south, It will give him an opportunity to invade the south of the Yangtze River. At that time, the elder brother will not be in love with each other. The truth? Dou Yinghua is insidious, cunning, and capricious. In order to usurp power and seize the throne, he even harmed his younger sister who was born to one mother. After Dacheng, my brother's fate is the same as that of Han Xin in ancient times, and he will not die well." "Bold!" Zhang Zhi yelled sternly, "If I let Mr. Treading Snow go back, the Dou family will also think that I am a scumbag, and use the excuse to make things difficult for me. I can't get out of my body." I've never seen him so angry, but I was suddenly startled, so annoyed, it seemed that he didn't just want to test me, but really moved his mind. "Brother, forgive me! But it is Mo Wen's heartfelt words. Let me ask you, my brother has the power to dominate the south of the Yangtze River, and the Dou family and the Yuan family are fighting each other. This is a great opportunity for my brother to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. Why do you have to make a decision now and be sure?" However..." The smell of blood in my throat was strong, and I couldn't help coughing a few times. I was in a daze, and I wanted to call Xiaoyu in, but I couldn't support my upper body, and fell backwards softly. Someone stepped forward to support my upper body , handed over the medicinal soup that was placed by the bed, and the instinct of survival made me drink the bitter medicinal juice. It's so bitter, how does it taste like that Mengpo soup? I suddenly thought, if Meng Po stands in front of me again, if I drink that bowl of Meng Po soup, I will forget all the pain of this second life, and then I will also forget Feijue, Duan Yuerong, and Feibai... …Will I be like those ghosts who refuse to reincarnate or are obsessed with past lives, and refuse to drink that Mengpo soup? I was thinking about it in a daze, but I saw the young man in front of me looking at me seriously. It turned out that Zhang Zhiyan brought me the medicinal soup. The army is strong, the horse is strong, the virtuous and the virtuous, and the family is well managed. In the past few years, they have recovered several lands in the name of the banner of righteousness, and they will attack the capital. In the situation of the Three Kingdoms, Southern and Northern Dynasties, Mo Wen thought that connecting with the Yuan family would have several times more chances of winning than uniting with the Dou family." The auspicious fragrance on Zhang Zhiyan's body made me gasp for breath. I looked at him fixedly, and he said slowly: "For seven years in Yongye, I fought against the Yuan clan for a year. There were countless casualties. The reason why we dare to say it with confidence is because my Mu Liao and I both believed that the Yuan family would not be able to last long due to the severe drought in Hanzhong that year. Nearly a million grains and grasses have just solved the crisis in Wancheng, and I searched for many years, only to find out that the businessman surnamed Mu is one of your subordinates." As soon as I lost my hand, the medicine bowl fell and shattered. Zhang Zhiyan is a well-known prince in the world, but he still found out about me. The businessman surnamed Mu, Mu Zonghe, was a spy I arranged for Qi Fang to secretly install in Shanxi. He didn't even know about Duan Yuerong. At that time, the Yuan family couldn't hold on any longer, and even caused a disaster in the army, cooking the corpses of starved people to sustain the war. An admirer of Mr. Xue, he donated all his belongings and broke the siege of Wancheng of the Yuan family. Then I let Mu Zonghe return to somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River to enjoy his old age. Qi Fang said that he disappeared suddenly a few days ago. I calmed down, and gently pushed Zhang Zhiyan away: "What do you want to do now, brother?" .