Handbook for Avoiding the Court

At dawn, there were screams and strange screams from the next room, with a faint roar like a beast, but it was so out of breath.

Fang Ji was shocked, he grabbed his clothes and put them on, rushed out the door, and went straight to the room.

Before reaching the door, Yijiu opened the door, sweating profusely, with a disheveled figure and a few scratch marks on his face.Very embarrassed.

What's going on here?Fang Ji was stunned.

"Master, go back to your room quickly, and boil hot water." Yijiu wiped his face and ran towards the woodshed.Immediately afterwards, Eryifanglai and the falcon at the gate of the roof courtyard rushed over.

Fang Ji pushed open the door, with the cold wind and a strong foul smell flowing in the air, everyone who was choked up tightened their eyebrows.

I saw Wang Yiwen was tied to the carved railing at the head of the bed with Yijiu's unlined clothes, and his hair was dripping with saliva and nose, all over his face.A pair of lifeless and dim eyes, revealing the light of hatred.The robe on his body is riddled with holes, and it is unknown what caused it.

Tables, chairs, benches, books, potting soil, and teacups are all in one place, and there is no place to move your feet!

"Five Stones! Five Stones!" Wang Yiwen yelled, trembling his lips, and then sobbed again. A moment later, a soft sound came from under his skirt, and he was incontinent!

Fang Ji clenched his fists, his face was livid.

Fang Lai quickly peeled off his cotton jacket and covered his lower body. Fang Ji turned sideways and glared at the Falcons.

Fang Ji hurried forward, stretched out a hand, and touched Wang Yiwen's skinny shoulder, with a heavy heart.

"Young master, what should we do?" Fang Lai took the handkerchief, wiped Wang Yiwen's face, and said worriedly: "Will something happen if this continues..."

Fang Ji pondered for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he stood up suddenly and walked out.

After breakfast, Fang Ji ordered everyone to tidy up, and everyone respectfully wrote a song to the old woman, then drove the broken carriage to the outside of the city, followed by several falcons.

Meng Tuo squatted at the gate of the courtyard, with his head down, choking softly, but he didn't want to be seen, turned his back, and shook his body tremblingly.

The old lady followed and called Yijiu to a stop. In her opinion, this person was the most calm besides Fang Ji.

After whispering something, Yijiu's expression turned ugly.After he thanked the old lady, his footsteps became more and more erratic, with a look of restlessness, and Eryi couldn't see what was going on in his mind. For so many years, he had never seen Yijiu lose control like this.

If you don't talk about [-], it's not easy to ask more questions about [-], because he won't answer if you ask.

It was almost dusk when we arrived at the gate of the city, but the gate of the city today was not as cold as that day. The crowd at the gate was dark and crying, and they were still lying on the ground.

A chunky official in a red official uniform shouted at the crowd: "Everyone be quiet and quiet. I will find a famous doctor for everyone immediately. Be quiet! Be quiet! Cough cough cough..." This person is the prefect He.

But his voice was quickly drowned out by the irascible crowd.

The angry crowd broke up the defense line of the officers and soldiers, and almost knocked the prefect He into the air. His black hat fell to the ground and was trampled flat. Several followers carried him and fled.

Qiliu's carriage stopped a few dozen feet away from the gate of the city.

Fang Ji lifted the curtain of the car to look out, and said, "Go back!"

Qi Liu looked at the dying son, and said for a moment, "Master, the son's illness cannot be delayed..." After speaking, he felt a little guilty, turned his head and didn't dare to look at it again.

"Go back!" Fang Ji looked at the darkness and chaos at the gate of the city, and emphasized his tone.

Qiliu also seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter, and whipped his whip suddenly, the horse neighed and galloped all the way.

After running for dozens of miles, suddenly the carriage shook violently and fell to one side, Qiliu was shocked!Helpless, the carriage is too old!

It's too late, so fast!Several Falcons rushed over quickly and took Fang Ji and Wang Yiwen out of the carriage.

There was a loud "boom", and one of the wheels fell off!The horse is also unbridled!

It was too late to manage the carriage, everyone was startled!At least no one was hurt!

"Crossing this mountain, you can return to Yujia Village, which is more than half of the time you came here!" Yijiu gestured, thought for a moment, and added a sentence that made everyone frustrated: "There are many snakes, insects, and beasts in the mountain. If you pass by, you will probably have to stay overnight in the mountains!"

"Why don't you stay in a hotel!" Er Yi asked worriedly, looking at Wang Yiwen, who was ashen-faced.

Before everyone could answer this, there was a din, and a group of refugees rushed over. Fang Ji said coldly: "The refugees are rioting, don't make trouble, let's go!" After speaking, he carried Wang Yiwen on his back and walked up the mountain.

"Give it to me, young master! Go away. It seems that officers and soldiers are coming!" Yijiu snatched Wang Yiwen from Fang Ji's back, put it on his back, and sprinted away.

Sure enough, there was a sound of hooves.

Everyone followed and walked up the mountain.

This is really a leak in the house and it rains all night!

"Young masters, take the old man with you!" At some point, an old man suddenly followed.

Er looked at him sideways, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Fang Ji, "Are you a doctor?"

As soon as this person approached, Fang Ji smelled the smell of medicine. Then he looked at this person, his beard and hair were all white, his body was thin, he was wearing gray plain clothes, and he was wearing an old man's scarf.Even if he is not a doctor, he should be an old Confucian.

"No, no, this old man is just a scholar, not a doctor!" After saying that, he looked at Wang Yiwen on Yijiu's back, and ran away trembling as if he had seen a ghost!

"Are we more terrifying than officers, soldiers and refugees?" Eryi's face was full of displeasure!

"Go!" Fang Ji's eyes flickered slightly, and the sound of horseshoes in his ears became more and more obvious. Fortunately, the refugees were already running in the opposite direction.

It was already half dark, and the howling mountain wind hurt people's faces, and there were strange cries of wild animals from time to time.

If it is said that this person is unlucky, it is definitely that misfortunes never come singly.

For God's sake, it's raining heavily!There are also snow particles!

Fang Ji frowned, reached out and pressed his forehead, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "Enter the cave!"

Sure enough, there is a cave not far away, hidden behind the shade of trees, it is really hard to find if you don't look carefully!

Er Yi had already jumped over, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the entrance of the cave, without even thinking about it, he got in, and after a while, there was a voice calling from inside: "Master, this cave is not bad, it's huge! It's dry and comfortable! "It was a pleasant surprise to hear the sound.

Everyone rushed over.

The cave was warm, dry, and breathable.

"It's really a good place!" Fang Lai said with emotion as soon as he entered.

Not long after, a pile of firewood has been set up, and the firelight is printed on everyone's face, tired, helpless, lonely, worried, and at a loss...

Fang Ji remained silent, his thoughts drifting far away.

For a moment, his mind was full of that nightmare, that indifferent face, those blood-red eyes, and his heart was shattered to pieces.

"I'll go outside to have a look!" Fang Ji stood up suddenly, everyone was puzzled, the rain outside was covered with snow particles, the coldness that never happened in a century, what did you go out to see?

"Master..." Everyone shouted in unison, but they still couldn't stop him from moving.

Fang Ji felt depressed, why not in [-]th?He looked at Wang Yiwen, who had been sleeping all this time, and Fang Ji, who was standing at the mouth of the cold wind, feeling overwhelmed with pain!

He stood up, picked up the cloak, and walked to the cave entrance.

In fact, it was pitch black outside, except for a little shadowy tree shadow, I really couldn't see anything.

Unless I feel melancholy, I really can't think of the meaning of standing here as an outlet in this cold winter.

Yijiu put on a cloak for him. It was really cold at night, and he felt that Fang Ji's neck was icy, like icicles.

"Master, go in, you will get sick."

Fang Ji was silent, raised his eyes slightly to look at him, and said, "What did mother-in-law tell you during the day." Probably because of the severe cold, Fang Ji's voice trembled a little.

"Master... I!" Yijiu almost blurted out, but turned a corner at the corner of his mouth, and slipped back.

"You followed my father-in-law to travel north and south, went to battle, killed enemies, entered the court, and worshiped the emperor. You are the only one left in the first batch of dead soldiers in the Falcon camp. You are the only one who can make you afraid and dare not speak." It must be an extremely terrible thing. You and I have nothing to hide, I know, this thing is about me. "

Fang Ji sighed deeply, the dark mountains in the distance covered this dark and cold night, his eyes were blurred, the cold rainwater mixed with snow particles splashed on his face, it was stinging and painful!

"Master, even if the subordinates say it, the lord and husband... Mrs. Fang will definitely not agree." Yijiu's voice sank inch by inch, and was finally swallowed by the sound of rain.

Yijiu has seen everything in his life, and life and death are nothing more than that in his eyes.But, that was only about himself, if it were his master, he would be at a loss like ordinary people, and even lost his mind.

When he was five years old, he was picked up by the prince and entered the falcon camp. When he was just as tall as a long sword, his eyes were full of coldness, and his killing intent was just beginning to show!He crawled out from the floating corpses of starved people. At a young age, he had already seen too much and was numb.

The first batch of falcons in the Falcon Battalion, he is the youngest.Although he was ridiculed and disdainful by other falcons when he first entered, he was tolerant and full of arrogance.

20 years have passed, the first batch of falcons have died out, replaced by batches of younger and more brave new falcons, and he is the only one that exists.

Fang Ji stared at Yijiu's absent-minded eyes, and suddenly asked, "Do you still remember your real name?"

The air was extremely quiet, Yijiu lowered his eyes, his face turned cold, but he never answered this question.

"Wang Xuan." Fang Ji called out in a low voice.

Yijiu was stunned by this familiar and distant name, he raised his head suddenly, there was an unbearable pain in his eyes, the air seemed to be filled with a strong smell of blood, and Yijiu couldn't breathe .

"Master, please forget this name." Yijiu quickly regained his clarity, and his spirit relaxed: "Grandma told me how to quickly restore my internal strength."

"Oh?" Fang Ji looked at him with surprise, and said, "Why didn't mother-in-law tell me personally?"

"Because she is afraid that you will not be able to accept it for a while, but this subordinate understands that it is definitely not the young master who cannot accept it, but the prince and Mrs. Fang."

Fang Ji recalled the question his mother-in-law asked him that day, and suddenly understood a little bit in his heart. He smiled bitterly and said: "As long as you and I don't tell, they will definitely not know. As for the future, knowing or not knowing is a foregone conclusion. Be fearless! "

"Master, have you thought it through!" Yijiu was a little shocked. It seemed that it wasn't him who was thinking too much, but his young master, who was indeed different from ordinary people...

"Master..." Yijiu's voice was bitter, and seemed to be distressed.

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