The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

After boiling the medicinal soup, Zhao Mianmian and Dong Zhu carried it personally and went to the Linshen Courtyard.

However, Zhao Mianmian felt something was wrong as soon as she entered the yard.

Murderous intent, murderous intent!

Zhao Mianmian was young but not stupid. Seeing this, she quickly quickened her pace and rushed into He Shiyun's room in two or three steps.

When Zhao Mianmian and Dong Zhu entered the room, He Shiyun was leaning on a low couch by the window, his face pale and silent.

Just as Nuan Yi described, weak and decadent.

While Dongzhu was putting the food basket on the table, Zhao Mianmian looked He Shiyun up and down. As expected, she saw several wounds deep enough to see the bones, as well as some indescribable shadows on his lungs and meridians.

She described these symptoms to the audience in the live broadcast room, and the bigwigs hidden in her live broadcast room immediately gave a conclusion:

[It's obvious that he was injured and then poisoned. The injury is not healed and the poison is not expelled. The interaction between them has led to a deficiency of both yin and yang. If he doesn't find someone to treat him, he will probably develop a chronic disease.]

[Oh my god, is it that serious?]

[Oh, you think it's easy to break into the Grand Tutor's Mansion? This He family boy didn't risk his life, it's all thanks to his ancestors! ]

[That’s right, look at the posture of the Xuanlin Guards a few days ago, it was really scary.]

The comments were still chattering, and He Shiyun, who was sitting on the low couch, saw Dong Zhu take out a bowl of black medicine from the food basket and put it in front of him without any hesitation. He weakly said:

"Thank you for your hard work."

Zhao Mianmian stared and looked at He Shiyun several times.

She thought about the purpose of her visit to Shenyuan, paused, then reached out and pinched her thigh hard.

The next second, Zhao Mianmian's black grape-like eyes turned slightly red, and began to sprinkle little pearls:

"Second brother, I'm so glad you're okay!!"

"Mianmian didn't intentionally leave you in the yard that day. Before Mianmian had time to call for help, a lot of people came into the house."

"Woo woo woo, how scary~"

Barrage:

【? ? ? 】

[When she said “didn’t have time”, did she mean a whole hour? ]

[It's so funny, the anchor is getting more and more shameless now, he doesn't even blink when he lies. ]

【He Shiyun: Just tell me, and see if I believe it or not.】

【Hahaha】

Of course He Shiyun didn't believe Zhao Mianmian's nonsense.

It was already past midnight when Zhu Yu pulled him out of Linlan Courtyard and took him out over the wall.

If they really wanted to call for help, it would take an hour to summon Xie Chen and Xuanlin Guards. How could they let him lie unconscious at the foot of the wall for a full hour? ?

But in other words, it was fortunate that Zhao Mianmian did not call anyone.

If he really attracted other people, he would not be able to explain all these injuries.

Thinking of this, He Shiyun curled his lips and did not respond to Zhao Mianmian's words, but asked back:

"Really? Did a lot of people really come to our house that day?"

Zhao Mianmian nodded sincerely: "There are so many people."

He Shiyun lowered his eyelids, his face looking calm and composed.

Finally, he said without even raising his head:

"Then sister Mianmian must have been frightened and remembered things wrongly. I was out for the past few days and didn't go home. How could sister see me at home?"

Barrage:

【? ? ? ? 】

[Good fellow, it turns out that He Shiyun is also a master at talking nonsense! ]

[Hahaha, he definitely didn’t know that not only the anchor, but more than 7,000 pairs of eyes in the live studio saw his face! ]

[Tsk tsk, the combined age of these two people is less than 20 years old, but their minds and minds are comparable to those of a thousand-year-old lotus root spirit. It's really eye-opening! ]

Zhao Mianmian went through all this trouble just waiting for He Shiyun to say this.

As soon as He Shiyun finished speaking, Zhao Mianmian quickly wiped back the tears that had just come out, with a look that said, "Since you said so, I feel relieved."

Zhao Mianmian suppressed her excitement and bowed to He Shiyun politely.

"Okay, second brother."

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn’t know which scene Zhao Mianmian was singing, and they all typed [???].

While Zhao Mianmian was running towards Linlan Courtyard, he was letting himself go on the barrage:

【Wuhu~~】

[Don’t admit it, don’t admit that the ring worth two thousand gold coins is mine~~]

The comments were all expressing that they couldn’t bear to watch:

【…】

[Anchor, can you do anything else? ? ]

As soon as Zhao Mianmian left, a person fell down from the beam in He Shiyun's house.

The man in gray clothes took out a white porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to He Shiyun.

He Shiyun took it, poured out two pills, and swallowed them with the tea at hand. Then he pointed coldly at the bowl of black medicine that Zhao Mianmian brought.

The man in gray understood and poured the bowl of medicine into the flowerpot by the wall.

The medicinal juice seeped into the soil, and the peonies that had been blooming brightly just now suddenly wilted, as if their vitality had been sucked out of them in an instant. He Shiyun's already bad complexion became even uglier.

"Pavilion Master, this..."

"Zhao! Mian! Mian! Don't let the day come when you fall into my hands!!"

**

He Shiyun stayed at home for more than half a month. After more than half a month, he left the He family and only left a message, saying that he went to the south of the Huai River to look for Taoist Yuping. He Jianxing was so angry that he scolded Qin Shuyu for a while.

"Look at the good son you have spoiled!!"

"If you ask me, this brat should have been punished by the family rules when he refused to go to the academy. If he refuses to go once, he should be beaten once. If he refuses to go twice, he should be beaten twice. I will keep beating him until he is willing to go!!"

"It would be a relief if he were to become lawless and disregard even the rules of propriety and family ethics!"

Seeing that He Jianxing was angry, Qin Shuyu did not dare to excuse He Shiyun anymore, and could only patiently persuade her husband:

"Brother Yun has always had his own ideas. If he says he won't go to the academy, then he will never go there, even if he is beaten to death."

"Besides, there is already Brother Qian in the court. Even if you force him to death, what can you learn from him?"

"If we push too hard, it might backfire and cause Yun Ge'er to have a rift with his family."

"Don't forget what happened ten years ago..."

After hearing Qin Shuyu mention the old things, He Jianxing also fell silent.

He stood by the window, staring at the darkness in the yard, recalling how He Shiyun disobeyed discipline and ran away from home many years ago, and almost lost his life. He felt very upset.

He Jianxing couldn't understand it either. They were from the same mother, so why was Qian so diligent and hardworking and outstanding in every aspect, but when it came to Yun, he became a cause for concern.

However, when Qin Shuyu mentioned He Shiqian, He Jianxing's anger temporarily subsided a little.

But he was unwilling to give up his attitude, so he snorted coldly and continued:

"That's not the case. From the scholar-farmer, merchant-artisan, noble and humble, scholars have always been superior to others since ancient times."

“Besides, my He family has produced many scholars for generations, and our goal is to play a role in the officialdom and bring honor to our family.

I am the son of He Jianxing. No matter how poor I am, I must at least be an idler. Otherwise, how can I face my ancestors in the afterlife? ! "

"Well, in a few days, find a way to cut off his money and bring him back to the capital.

I will ask Lord Peng if there is any way to find him a job."

Having said that, Qin Shuyu didn't dare to say no anymore, so he nodded as a sign of agreement.

However, before Qin Shuyu could pick up the books on the desk, He Jianxing changed the subject and mentioned another matter.

"Oh, right, I talked to my mother about Sister Mian's enlightenment two days ago. My mother originally wanted to see my husband and me, but I thought about it. Although the child doesn't have the surname He, she is also Yun Niang's bloodline. Why not follow Sister Lan's example and send her to Mr. Qu in the fall? What do you think?"

Since it involved He Yunniang, Qin Shuyu dared not say no. She agreed immediately and discussed the salary to be given to Mr. Qu with He Jianxing before she left the study.

As soon as Qin Shuyu stepped out of the study, the night wind mixed with the chill of early autumn swept over, blowing on her and Yu Pu's heads and faces.

Qin Shuyu looked up at the sky and sighed:

"got windy."