Zixu Changqing

Wu Zixu felt that he was in the thick clouds, the sun was warming, and the breeze was humming beside him, like a childhood song of Chu State.

Ballads of the State of Chu?

Wu Zixu woke up suddenly, and Qingling watched a person lying on the couch kneeling on one knee in the blink of an eye, with his right hand clasped in front of his chest, and his left hand lightly pressed behind him. He had already assumed a posture of holding a sword and guarding the surroundings.

And his eyes were still blank.

Qingling took two steps back to appreciate it. Although the person in front of her was the person she had been yearning for day and night, but I have to say, this pose...looks deadly laughable!

Is there something missing in your hand?

Qingling was thoughtful, picked up Longyuan on the table and handed it over.

Wu Zixu returned to normal, took Long Yuan to sit on the couch, and asked calmly: "Thank you to the Qing medical staff for saving me, I wonder how Sun Changqing is doing?"

Qingling said cheerfully: "He, he won't die, and you were injured yourself, Mr. Wu, don't you worry about yourself?"

Wu Zixu felt relieved: "I am not seriously injured, I can feel it."

Qingling was serious: "No, it's actually very serious. Didn't you notice anything unusual about your body?"

Wu Zixu: "What's strange?"

Qing Ling has something serious to say: "Do you feel that your limbs are weak, you can't use your strength, and your chest is a little stuffy?"

Wu Zixu suppressed a smile: "I really feel it, so what should I do to clean up the medical staff?"

Qingling's eyebrows and eyes are full of pride: "You come to my clinic twice a day for treatment, and after a year or so of treatment, your illness will be cured."

Wu Zixu raised his eyebrows: "So long?"

"Yes, your illness needs to be healed slowly." Qing Ling said in a persuasive manner, "You usually think too much, and the depression has been accumulated in your heart for too long. Since you have been injured this time, why don't you take care of it. Get rid of the roots of these diseases.”

It was impossible to refuse such kindness, Wu Zixu smiled, nodded and said: "Okay, I will try my best."

Qinghe had already mentioned the matter of marrying the Qing family to him once, and Wu Zixu was also thinking about it. Marrying a woman from the state of Wu would help him better integrate into the court of the state of Wu and gain more power. Containment, the Qing family's generations of medical workers, who have a reputation but no real power, are not bad for him.

It's just that the girls who want to get married are usually 15 or 16 years old. If they don't know the world, they will have a restless family in the future, which will be a big trouble.

He knew that he was only concentrating on accumulating strength for revenge, so he didn't ask his wife to be a good helper, but the two could respect each other as guests, but they couldn't hate each other.

Then the character and temperament of the wife are very important.

According to his current understanding, this girl Qingling is okay, if there are no other problems, after a while, he can ask Iceman to propose marriage.

He looked at the sky outside the window, it was already dark when he fainted, but now the sky is brighter, he asked uncertainly: "Miss Qing, how long have I been asleep?"

"All day." Qingling paused, and couldn't help frowning: "Can you be free for half a year? Don't have to deal with official business for half a year?"

Wu Zixu laughed: "How is that possible!"

"What about three months? Two months?" Qingling looked at Wu Zixu's face and asked, "Isn't one month okay? The poison on your body has just been cleaned up, so you should rest for a month at least."

Wu Zixu looked at her with a little pampering and indulgence: "No need, I've already rested."

Qingling opened her eyes wide, looked at Wu Zixu's slightly smiling eyes, and let out a heavy breath, with a bad tone: "I'll go and see if your medicine is ready, if you have something to do, pull the copper bell on the couch, There will be a servant coming over, and Mr. Sun lives in the room on your left, and you can go see him when you recover from your injury."

"There is Miss Laoqing."

Qingling left the room, Wu Zixu straightened up on the couch and sat up, looking out of the window, there were a few drug boys coming and going in the courtyard outside, walking hurriedly but calmly.He also saw that the door of a room diagonally opposite was open, and various herbs were hung inside. Qing Ling was fanning the medicine with a fan, looking very serious.

After a while, Qingling opened the medicine pot, smelled the smell, took a dry cloth to pour the medicine into a pottery bowl, and brought it over. When she entered the door, Wu Zixu saw some dust on her nose. Black ash.

Wu Zixu's heart skipped a beat.

In the next few days, Sun Changqing noticed the mysterious atmosphere surging between Wu Zixu and Qingling. He had too many wounds to enter the water, so Wu Zixu came to his room every day to help him scrub. For a few days, I brought a basin of warm water with a cloth.

Sun Changqing lay naked on the couch, and asked nonchalantly, "Old Wu, what do you think of Miss Qing?"

Wu Zixu avoided the wound, and wiped his back little by little: "It's good."

Sun Changqing: "Then...then you have taken a fancy to her?"

Wu Zixu smiled.

Sun Changqing's scalp was numb, and he forced himself to finish the question: "Say something to me, what does Xiaoxiao mean?"

"Lie down first, don't move around." Wu Zixu said helplessly, "It doesn't matter whether you look good or not. When we go home, I will go to the matchmaker and talk about going to the Qing family to propose marriage."

Sun Changqing suddenly couldn't understand what it meant, grabbed Wu Zixu and said in a daze, "Why?"

"Don't move around, you hurt yourself!" Wu Zixu tried to push him down, but failed, he didn't know why Sun Changqing had such a reaction, and he didn't know what Sun Changqing meant when he asked, "Why? I always want to find a woman to marry, I can't live without marrying, if I don't marry her, should I marry you? If you are a woman, that's fine too. "

Wu Zixu said it in a teasing tone, but Sun Changqing didn't respond to him. His good friend didn't seem to be happy for him, and he looked completely bewildered.

Confused, Wu Zixu packed his things and left.

Sun Changqing spent a long time in the room by himself, and finally he was sober enough to realize one thing.

Wu Zixu is my good friend, good partner, and confidant.

But not lovers.

Not in the future.

It stands to reason that Sun Changqing should leave, but he thought, Meili has some good wine, and after leaving, he will never be able to drink it again, why not stay a few more days, at least come to Meili, at least to drink enough wine.

For more than ten consecutive days, Sun Changqing went to the tavern to drink every night. In the middle of the night, Wu Zixu finished processing the paperwork. Seeing that Sun Changqing had not returned, he went to one tavern to look for him, and finally saw him in a small tavern.

At that time, Sun Changqing was already drunk, Wu Zixu stepped forward and took the wine jar: "Come back with me."

Sun Changqing pushed Wu Zixu's hand away: "Don't worry, I'm not drunk!"

Wu Zixu pulled him up: "Get up."

Sun Changqing stood up in a daze, and reached out to touch the wine jar opposite the wine case: "Let me have another bowl."

Before he touched it, he fell down on the table with a "plop".

Wu Zixu frowned.

As soon as Wu Zixu approached him, he could smell the smell of alcohol all over his body. Finally, he helped him all the way home, closed the door, threw him to the ground, and poured a bucket of well water on it.

Sun Changqing woke up suddenly, jumped up, and cursed: "What are you doing!"

Wu Zixu threw the barrel: "Sun Wu, look at yourself, do you still remember that you are Sun Changqing, General of Qi?"

Sun Changqing raised his head and laughed: "Wu Yuan, don't talk about me, just look at you, do you still remember that you are Wu Zixu, the son of the Wu family!"

Wu Zixu's face was stiff: "What do you mean?"

Sun Changqing lay down on the ground, like a rascal: "A few days ago, you told me to leave to assassinate Qingji, right? Tsk tsk, such a low-level move, a secret conspiracy... Fenghuzi commented on the famous sword in the world, Yan Qixing Longyuan's sword is noble and pure, non-virtuous people can't control it, do you think you are worthy to be the master of Longyuan now?"

Sun Changqing lives with him, and as long as Sun Changqing pays attention, he can almost know his actions.Not long ago, he recommended Yaoli to Helu to take on the task of assassinating Qingji, the son of King Liao of Wu.

This kind of assassination has nothing to do with Gao Jie.

Wu Zixu's face was livid: "You are courting death."

Sun Changqing said drunkenly, "Come here!"

What followed was Wu Zixu's fist.

Sun Changqing and Wu Zixu usually fought many times, most of which were playful, and the sparring was limited to the end, but this time they were full of strength and fierce moves, and both of them used [-]% of their energy.

Wu Zixu was really angry, and he was merciless in his strikes, but Sun Changqing was a person who became more and more excited as he became drunker, and he couldn't feel the pain in his body at all, and he kept chattering: "Wu Yuan, you have already made Zhuan Jiji lie , Now you want to get rid of the assassin to celebrate the taboo, and repeat such low tricks again and again, when you hold power in the future, what do you want others to think of you!"

Wu Zixu punched back and said in a muffled voice, "Whatever they think, I don't care!"

Sun Changqing punched Wu Zixu in the face and said mockingly, "What do you care about? You only have revenge in your eyes!"

"That's who I am."

Wu Zixu said coldly, "As long as I can get revenge, let alone using some assassination methods, no matter how lowly or lowly, I can do it."

Sun Changqing was furious, and blurted out: "You are crazy!"

Wu Zixu sneered, "I've been crazy for a long time."

Sun Changqing's energy was suddenly vented. He hadn't recovered from his body injuries, and he was no longer an opponent when he vented his strength. He only heard the sound of fists hitting his body. When Wu Zixu finished beating, Sun Changqing only felt his face On, on the nose, on the body, there is no place that is not burning hot.

Sun Changqing lay on the ground, breathing heavily, his mind clear: "You said that the previous king of Chu, Xiongju, is dead. How far do you have to go to be considered your revenge?"

Wu Zixu said: "Breaking the gate of Yingdu city, destroying the Xiong's ancestral temple, and flogging the corpse of Xiongju, if all three are done, it will be regarded as revenge."

"The corpses are not spared."

Sun Changqing sighed, and suddenly said: "Then I will help you."

Wu Zixu's face changed.

It is true that he originally recruited Sun Changqing with the intention of taking advantage of him for revenge, but now, he has almost given up on that plan. He voted me a peach and repaid him with Qiongyao. Sun Changqing treated him very kindly, and the two of them treated him as if they had nothing to do with each other Friends, it's not impossible.

Wu Zixu's thoughts changed sharply: "What do you want?"

"The state of Chu is so powerful that it occupies half of the world's territory. You and I may not be able to make it happen, but if it really happens, then I want you to do one thing for me."

"make a deal."

In the dark, the night is like a quilt.