Advise you not to help the willows

Although Xiao Ba is very skilled in medicine, but because he didn't arrive in time, he couldn't be treated as soon as possible. In addition, the arrow was very close to the heart. Lian Song had been lying on the bed for five days. Although his complexion improved obviously, he still didn't wake up.In the past few days, Li Fuliu has been by his side, feeding medicine, scrubbing, doing everything by himself, except for Xiaoba's pulse and treatment, Mo Ming and his subordinates are not allowed to help in other things.He didn't have a good rest at night, as long as Lian Song made a slight noise, he woke up with a start, and he lost a lot of weight.Although every time I see Lian Song frowning in pain in a lethargic state, I can't help but feel distressed and guilty, but I just want to let myself remember that all the pain Lian Song is suffering now is because of me.

This day Li Fuliu was busy with Lian Song's work, sitting in the courtyard, a fire was lit in front of him, and he was throwing the things in the package around him into the fire one by one. The package was exactly what Mo Ming brought back from Li's old house tablet.And Mo Ming stood on the side with his hands down. Every time Li Fuliu threw a tablet into the fire, Mo Ming's eyes trembled.

When Li Fuliu stretched out his hand to take the last tablet, Mo Ming finally couldn't bear it and called softly, "Master..."

Li Fuliu paused, knowing what Mo Ming was going to say, he stretched out his other hand to caress the words on the tablet, as if he wanted to engrave the words into his palm, and then lightly threw them into the fire.

It was his father's tablet.

"Mo Ming, how many years have you been with me?" Li Fuliu Dingding looked at the burning flames and suddenly asked.

"Seven years."

"Seven years..." Li Fuliu murmured, as if he was talking to Mo Ming, but also to himself.

"It's time to let you go."

Mo Ming's heart trembled, what does this mean?

Li Fuliu stretched out his hand in front of Mo Ming, motioning for Mo Ming to catch it, and Mo Ming hurriedly raised his hands.

Li Fuliu flipped his palms over, and saw a token fell into Mo Ming's hands, which was exactly the same as Xiao Ba's token before, except that the crack where half was missing was slightly different.

"This...!" Mo Ming had already guessed what Li Fuliu meant, but he still didn't want to believe it.

"Master, are you trying to drive me away?" Mo Ming tried his best to suppress the trembling voice, and whispered.

"You are free, but you were bound by the hidden guards of the Li family, so why do you say 'rush'?" Li Fuliu stood up with a flick of his sleeve, "Xiaoba and his tokens have been returned to them, and now yours is also returned .”

Mo Ming shuddered, unable to believe this seemingly absurd approach.

"It's just that there is one last thing I'd like to ask you to do. It's two months at most, and then you can go and stay as you please."

Mo Ming smiled wryly, he wished he could be by his side every day, not to mention one thing, even thousands of things.

Mo Ming folded his fists and bowed his head in obedience.

"You are in charge of the Gyeonggi area. In the next few months, you will spread any troubles to the south of the Yangtze River. Not only let me know, but also let Xiaoba know. You can ask Xiaoba to know the reason."

"Yes."

Li Fuliu sat in the courtyard for a while, and waited until the fire was almost out before getting up and walking into the room, when it was time to feed Lian Song the medicine.Mo Ming went to Xiao Ba to ask the reason, and there were only Li Fuliu, Lian Song and Xiao Ba's two subordinates left in the courtyard.Xiao Ba kept the manpower to help Li Fuliu with daily chores, and secondly, to prevent the last incident from happening again when Mo Ming and himself were not around.

Pushing the door lightly, Li Fuliu was stunned for a moment, but then couldn't stop being joyful, even the hand that was holding on to the door couldn't stop trembling with joy.

The person on the bed was leaning sideways on the head of the bed, looking at him with a smile.A ray of bright light leaked into the room through the window sills, illuminating the silvery white area in front of Lian Song's bed, between the two of them, it seemed like a dream, a little tranced.

Li Fuliu gently closed the door behind him, raised the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were red.

"Are you awake?" The voice was very soft, as if it was afraid that if the voice was slightly louder, this dreamlike scene would be broken.

"En." Lian Song replied softly.

After receiving this affirmation, Li Fuliu couldn't help but shed tears, and walked quickly, wanting to fall into the arms of the person he was thinking of as soon as possible, but when he came to the front, he remembered that this person had a wound on his chest, and his pace slowed down again, just Sitting sideways in front of Lian Song, she raised her hand to caress his eyebrows.

Lian Song grabbed Li Fuliu's hand and pulled him into his arms. Li Fuliu was so startled that Li Fuliu wanted to get up, but Lian Song pressed him on his chest.

"I made you worry." Lian Song bowed his head and said, gently kissing away Li Fuliu's tears.

"No, it's my fault that caused you to be hurt." Li Fuliu buried his head in Lian Song's chest, feeling the warmth from his body.

Lian Song caressed Li Fuliu's long hair for a moment, "Now, is Fuliu willing to tell me everything?"

He only felt the person in his arms froze, then slowly straightened up, changed direction and sat on the bedside with Lian Song.

After a moment of silence, Li Fuliu seemed to be still hesitating, and finally said: "The Song family is going to rebel."

Lian Song couldn't help being shocked when he heard this, the Song Mansion that Fu Liu said must be the founding Song Mansion, but how could the Song Mansion, as a family of founding heroes, treason the country?But after thinking about it, it seems to make sense, after all, the prime minister has already dominated the court today, and the emperor is just a puppet today, so there is no such thing as the prosperity of the founding of the country.

"He also wants to let the Li family join in."

Lian Song couldn't help grabbing Li Fuliu's hand, "Then you..."

"I naturally refused, it was on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet."

At this moment, Lian Song realized that Fu Liu was looking for Mr. Song for this matter that day, and he even misunderstood him, and he couldn't help feeling guilty again, and couldn't help thinking that he really deserved to block the arrow for Fu Liu.

"Some time ago, there was movement in the capital, and I'm afraid it will soon be chaotic. And you knocked Song Jing out that day. With Song Jing's character, you will never let it go. I thought that if this is the case, I will intervene for the last time and end it as soon as possible. After getting rid of the chaos here, I completely withdraw and go to settle in Sichuan, Lian Song, are you willing to go with me?"

After hearing all this, Lian Song was shocked, and when he heard the last sentence, he hurriedly replied: "Of course I am willing. If Fu Liu goes to the ends of the earth, I will definitely go with him!"

Li Fuliu's heart felt warm like spring breeze, this person always uttered such serious love words, I'm afraid he didn't even realize it!

Lian Song looked down at the wound he was bandaging, and thought of something, "Who sent those assassins before? If that Song Jing wanted to make friends with you, he would definitely not send someone to assassinate."

Li Fuliu frowned, "Judging from the badges found by the assassins, they should be assassins sent by the palace, but this doesn't make sense. After the first emperor, no one in the court except old general Song and Song Jing should know about Li Fuliu The true identity of the family. The 300-year promise has passed, and even the current emperor does not know it. He only thinks that the Li family is a retired court painter. Moreover, this place is the residence of Song Jing. Although it is under the jurisdiction of the county magistrate, it is actually the Song family. In the world, the possibility of the prime minister's people infiltrating in is extremely low."

"Is it possible that Song Jing is afraid that you will make a move and wants to strike first?"

Li Fuliu thought of Song Jing's burning eyes looking at him, and shook his head affirmatively.Although he didn't want to admit it, that person could hurt anyone but would never do anything to hurt himself.

Wait, hurt anyone!If the purpose in the beginning was not to assassinate himself, but... Li Fuliu glanced sideways at the thoughtful person beside him, feeling terrified.

Recalling the scene of that day, Li Fuliu suddenly figured out everything.A few days ago, he was busy taking care of Lian Song, and he was all focused on him, and he didn't think too much about what happened. Now that he calmed down and analyzed step by step, the truth was revealed.

Li Fuliu's eyes flickered, his heart was in pain, although he didn't want to say it, he promised that Lian Song would not hide it from him again.

"Lian Song, those assassins may be targeting you."

"what?"

"Thinking about it now, what happened that day is really strange. If the assassin sent by the palace, since he can avoid Song Jing's eyeliner, he should be very skilled, and if he comes to kill me, he should kill me, but the one who is fighting me Sometimes it just makes me tired of dealing with it. Although I practice martial arts, I know that I am weak, and I will never be able to pass a few moves when I meet a master, so it is most likely that Song Jing sent it."

"But you just said that Song Jing can't..."

"Yes, Song Jing won't hurt me, so his goal was you from the beginning."

"But I am not a threat to him, and my grievances with him are just that I knocked him out that day."

Li Fuliu pondered with gazing eyes, although Song Jing's thoughts on him are no longer a day or two, but even if Song Jing wants to be unfavorable to Lian Song, he can use other methods, but why did he send three assassins.There must be some reason, something must be missing.

"Ah." Li Fuliu suddenly raised his head and whispered, it was that waist card!I was still talking about the waist card just now, why have I forgotten it now!

"What did Fu Liu think of?" Lian Song asked with concern.

"It's a waist card. Although the waist card is a thing in the palace, it is definitely not a problem with Song Jing's ability. This makes sense. The assassin pretended to assassinate me, but in fact he was trying to assassinate you. And Regardless of whether you are injured or dead, Song Jing is sure that the waist card will be found out, so that the spearhead will be directed to the palace, which is the prime minister's faction."

Lian Song was stunned, "This puts you and Song Jing on opposite sides of the prime minister at the same time."

"Indeed, in this way, I am very likely to find him for an alliance, and this is his purpose!" Although Li Fuliu said it seemingly calmly, he tried his best to restrain his anger in his heart.It seems that those assassins wanted to put Lian Song to death, but they were saved by Mo Ming at the last moment, so they failed to do what they wanted.

Heh, Song Jing, you are such a good planner!You guessed that Lian Song is my Achilles' heel, I will be in chaos if I hurt him, and I will never let it go.In this way, I can be willing to be with you and get rid of the thorn in Lian Song's side.It's a pity that you didn't get what you wanted, Lian Song didn't die, it seems that you made a wrong move.

……

Three days ago, Song Mansion, study room.

"What! You bastard, none of the people you sent didn't return!" Song Jing swung the pen, ink, paper and inkstone off the table with a flick of her sleeve, splashing the ink on the face of the person kneeling in front of her.

The man didn't dare to take a breath, he could only let the ink on his face slip into his neckline.

"Is the person dead?"

"Probably...he's dead." The man buried his head lower. The assassins he sent were all experienced people, and some of them had excellent archery skills. That person must have been seriously injured, and if he couldn't get treatment for a while, he could only wait to die.

"About?" Song Jing snorted coldly, dissatisfied with the answer, "It's best like this."

"I'm going to Beijing in a few days, and I'll leave the matter here to you. It's best not to make any mistakes this time, or I'll see you soon!"

"Yes, my subordinates will never disgrace their mission!"