outside the imperial city

"Ah Jing, Yan Shuo, my lord." A call brought Jing Shuo back to reality, "Get up."

Jing Lingshuo rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up from the bed.

"Good morning." Yao Fanglan smiled at him.

The group of three finished their inspection of Qingdian, and it was already the beginning of summer.Cicadas were crying, and the lotus outside the window was in full bloom.

"Good morning." Jing Shuo straightened his long hair, "How did you get in?"

"Ah, this one." Yao Fanglan said, "Climbed the window to come in. Your sleeping appearance, my lord, is really unflattering. No wonder you locked the door so well."

He pointed to the door, which was not bolted at all.

He was so messed up, but Jing Lingshuo didn't intend to blame him.

"Yao Yao," he put on his coat, "Did you...have you ever said that we met when we were young?"

Yao Fanglan thought for a while and said, "No."

Jing Yanshuo narrowed his eyes, his gaze was full of scrutiny: "No?"

Yao Fanglan was unmoved: "No."

"Really." Jing Lingshuo stretched out his hand and touched his lips.

The dreams I've had recently are becoming more and more real.From the pattern of the teacup, to the pattern of the clothes, to the frown and smile of the person in the dream, everything is as detailed as what happened in real life.

Yao Fanglan in the dream is much more cheerful and lively than now, and has a kind of flawlessness that is not stained by the world.But between the two Yao Fanglan, one big and one small, there are some things that are so strikingly similar that one cannot bear to believe that it is just a dream.

Moreover, that imprint.If it was because of a childhood agreement, then it would make sense for him to tell his family secrets to himself who was on the opposite side.

"What's the matter?" Yao Fanglan asked worriedly, "My lord, oh my lord, don't let me happen to fall down again."

Jing Shuo pressed his temple: "No. You go down to find Junxi first. I'll come right away."

Jing Junxi was being suppressed by Jing Shuo to copy the "Book of Materia Medica" given by Yao Fanglan, one stroke at a time, neatly and neatly, which made Yao Fanglan speechless.

Surprisingly, he is a very calm child.

Back then, I was always flirtatious, and only when I was copying a book could I show a little of the Yao family's style.

"Master Yao," Jing Junxi stopped writing, "I don't understand one thing."

Yao Fanglan smiled and said, "Please tell me."

Jing Junxi said: "A doctor should save lives as his duty. He can take these plants to treat people, but in fact he is taking their lives. Isn't it too unfair for plants?"

Yao Fanglan had never thought of this level, she was stunned for a while, and then patted Jing Junxi on the head: "You child, you will have great achievements in the future."

He stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and said: "Actually, not only doctors, but everyone. In order to maintain life, people have to eat every day, but where do those ingredients come from? Aren't they originally fresh?" Is it life? All things in the world are interdependent, people can eat livestock and poultry, and there are beasts that can eat human flesh; people can eat flowers and leaves, but after returning home, they have to turn into dust to nourish flowers and leaves. Take it properly and use it with restraint , then everything in this world is an endless cycle, how can it be said that it is unfair?"

Jing Junxi was silent for a long time, and said, "Understood. Thank you, young master."

Yao Zanglan knew that he could not fully accept this point of view, and said: "Besides this, there is one more thing to understand. Small sacrifices make great achievements. If you don't give up, you can't achieve your goal. Are you right? Prince?"

Jing Junshuo had been standing behind Jing Junxi for quite a while, and after Yao Fanglan said this, Jing Junxi finally realized, and hurriedly turned around to say hello: "Master, good morning."

Jing Shuo nodded to him: "Good morning, Junxi."

The point of view raised by Yao Fanglan just now is the biggest difference between the two.In the end, he asked Jing Yanshuo extravagantly, and had no intention other than provocation.I thought Jing Yanshuo would blow his hair, or at least give a cold snort, but he actually said seriously: "You are quite right."

Yao Fanglan couldn't believe her ears: "Huh?"

Perhaps it was because of pity, since the night when Yao's mansion was burned down, Jing Lishuo had been extremely gentle and tolerant towards him, sometimes even so good that Yao Zanglan was at a loss for what to do.

Although he hates showing weakness in front of others, Jing Lisuo's "compassion" gave him a very comfortable feeling.

The clerk in the store brought Juechen out of the stable, and Jing Junshuo put Jing Junxi's books and ink into his bag, and said, "We will go to Huatu City today."

Yao Fanglan carried Jing Junxi onto the horse, and sat on it herself: "Huatu, speaking of it, Huatu and I are related."

Jing Lisuo tightened the reins, and teased in a rare way: "Of course. The young military master Yao Zanglan, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, took back Huatu City, which had not been captured for a long time, with a letter. Could it be fate?"

"Hey," Yao Fanglan's face was like a fortified wall, so he couldn't be shy, "Your Highness is too proud."

Jing Junxi was very interested: "Really, Mr. Yao, how did you do it?"

"It's nothing." Yao Fanglan changed his face in an instant again, "At that time, there was a very powerful family in Huatu City. The owner of the family claimed to be the owner of Huatu City, and wanted to take power by himself and be independent of Huatu. Cut off the connection with the imperial city of Jingyang. I don’t know who the military adviser sitting behind the scenes is, but he can hit the point every time. Facing the small city of Huatu, Wang Jun has been defeated repeatedly.”

"The soil in Huatu City is fertile, and the city's residents are completely self-sufficient. If the fight continues like this, I don't know when Huatu will be recaptured. But ah," Yao Fanglan smiled wickedly, "Whether it is Huatu or Jingyang, both forces are Overlooked an important fact—"

"——All the water in Huatu City comes from the mountains outside Anliang City." Yao Fanglan spread his hands, "I don't need to talk about the next thing. It has lasted for more than two months. I thought I could get it in a month."

"Amazing." Jing Junxi admired him all over his face.

Yao Fanglan said shamelessly, "Don't worship me, I'm just a legend."

Jing Lishuo couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Shut up, Huatu City is here."

After entering the city, Yao Fanglan immediately sensed something was wrong.I don't know if it was an illusion, but the people in this city kept casting extremely unkind eyes on them.

Yao Zanglan said softly, "Zi Shuo."

"I know." Jing Lingshuo freed a hand and put it on Wuhen, "Come closer."

The latter sentence was purely subconsciously said by him in response to the occasion, but Yao Fanglan really got closer to him a lot.

"You—" Jing Lingshuo's face flushed red, even in this situation, he still couldn't help but look back at him.

Yao Zanglan wrapped one hand around Jing Lishuo's waist, raised her index finger with the other hand, first put it on her lips to make a "shh" gesture, and then pointed to Jing Junxi, meaning that she did this to prevent others from seeing Jing Junxi Jun Xi.

Mingming's complexion and expression were extremely serious, but Jing Lishuo saw a sly look in those black and white eyes, as if he did it deliberately to tease him.

That arm is by no means strong, but it makes people feel more attached.It was as if the skins of the two had just touched each other through the spring shirts that were neither thin nor thick.

God, is this killing me?The heart beating uncontrollably, Jing Lingshuo turned his head resignedly.

"Yao Fanglan!" There was a burst of shouts from the crowd, and it was unclear whether they were cheering or seeking revenge.

Yao Fanglan wondered: "Huh, you actually came to look for me?"

Jing Lingshuo's hand holding the rein suddenly exerted force, and Juechen's speed immediately increased.

Juechen is the hard-earned horse chosen by Jing Lishuo, but even so, it has no advantage at all in a city full of small stalls.

"Go to the alley." Yao Fanglan pointed.

This alley is not deep, it is a dead end, which happens to accommodate Juechen.Entering the alley, Yao Fanglan and Jing Lingshuo got off their horses and stood side by side.

"This is troublesome." Yao Fanglan paced back and forth, "I was careless. Is it because I showed my face in Jiuge that day? I didn't expect the portrait to spread here so quickly. So what is the purpose of these people? Are you grateful that I liberated them from the city lord, or do you blame me for breaking their attempt to establish their own country and causing their relatives to die of thirst? My lord, what do you think?"

Jing Lingshuo was completely out of shape, his face was flushed, and he looked out of breath.

"Are you okay?" Yao Fanglan hurriedly stepped forward and put her hand on his neck to feel his pulse.

When the cold fingertips touched the warm neck, Jing Shuo was startled, and waved his hand away: "What are you doing?"

Being so obviously rejected, Yao Fanglan was also a little surprised: "Your pulse is not normal, are you okay?"

It was fast, but not at any pace he had ever seen.To Yao Fanglan's ears, the beating rhythm was like a melody.

"It's okay." After a moment of silence, Jing Shuo finally regained his composure, and his pulse also slowed down, "Sorry, I didn't sleep very well last night."

Jing Junxi sat on the horse, watched the interaction between the two, wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, and finally gave up.

"What do you think?" Yao Fanglan's long eyelashes trembled, she turned her back, and looked out of the alley.Those people seem to be still looking for him.

"Now that you know that their target is you, it will be much easier." Jing Shuo said, "The most important thing now is not to let them know that you are with me."

"It's true." Yao Fanglan bowed his head, trying to take out the veil hat from the bundle.However--

Yao Zanglan smiled apologetically: "Actually, the bundle with the veiled hat was in the commotion just now..." Jing Lingshuo's sharp eyes swept over, and Yao Zanglan's tongue was rarely tied, "I lost it, I lost it."

"Lost it?" Jing Yanshuo smiled speculatively, "Okay, then there is only one way left."

"What method?" Yao Fanglan's left thumb and forefinger formed a circle, resting on his chin, and rested his right hand on his left elbow.Jing Lishuo didn't answer, and waited for him to think for himself.

"No way?" Yao Fanglan's face turned blue and white, "Am I a bait?"

Jing Lishuo didn't answer directly, but asked, "You lost your bow too?"

Yao Fanglan didn't know why he asked such a question, and replied, "Yes."

"Can you use a sword?"

Yao Fanglan was even more confused: "I know a little bit. But I'm not good at it."

Jing Lisuo sighed, pulled Wuhen out of his belt, held it in both hands, and put it in Yao Zanglan's palm: "Hold it well. Use it to protect yourself. This time we will split up. Two months later, the East City Gate See."

Wuhen is Jing Lingshuo's special sword, and he never leaves it.For swordsmen, the sword is with the person, and the sword is broken and the person is dead.This Wuhen was in Yao Fanglan's hands, it was as heavy as a thousand catties.

"What about you?"

Jing Lishuo replied, "I have another sword."

"Then give me the other one." Yao Fanglan handed Wuhen out.

"Why, do you look down on this Wuhen?" Jing Lingshuo raised one corner of his mouth, and Ruifeng's eyes shone fiercely, full of threats.

What is worthy of despise, it is because it is too worthy that I dare not accept it.

He took a deep breath and put Wuhen on his waist: "Then I'll take a step first."

What the hell are you thinking?In mid-air, Yao Fanglan lowered his head and glanced at Jing Shuo, who was also looking at himself.But this time, Yao Fanglan didn't read anything.

As expected, the people outside the alley were attracted away by Yao Fanglan, and Jing Shuo followed Yao Fanglan with his eyes until his figure disappeared completely, then he looked away.

"It's so precious, but let him alone," Jing Junxi lay on the horse's back, raising one foot, "Master, I really don't understand what you're thinking."

Jing Lishuo led the horse below, and said, "Jun Xi, you are right, I like him very much."

Jing Junxi sat up: "Then why didn't you tell Mr. Yao?"

"Junxi, do you still remember what Yao Daiyue was like after he died?" Jing Shuo closed his eyes, "He didn't eat, drink or sleep for nearly ten days. Now he is full of revenge. This revenge has not been avenged. Even if I tell him my heart, it will only increase his troubles."

"These two months, I also want to calm myself down." Jing Shuo turned to look at Jing Junxi, "I... don't care if we can be together in the end, as long as I can watch him from a distance and see him doing well. I am satisfied. So, Junxi, I hope you can help me keep it a secret."

Jing Junxi lay back down again, looking at the direction where Yao Fanglan disappeared: "Yes."

He has never known that lovesickness never ends in life, even if people are in front of them, they can be so lovesick to the marrow.