The matter of Guqin was barely fooled, and the topic of the two gradually turned to other topics. Yun Yifeng felt that the bowl of sour duck feet mixed with vinegar was delicious, so he simply brought it in front of him, eating it wholeheartedly.
"What is your lord laughing at?" He asked while eating.
Ji Yanran replied calmly, "Nothing."
It's really nothing, but I remembered a folk saying, "A hero is sad at the beauty pass, and a beauty is sad at the sour product stand".
So the smile in his eyes became even bigger, and he asked, where do you want to go shopping tomorrow? I'll be with you.
Yun Yifeng wiped her fingers: "In the morning, I will discuss the matter of Fengyumen with Qingyue, and in the afternoon, I will visit Aunt Yu."
After he said this, Ji Yanran just remembered that Old Wu did mention something earlier, saying that he had already bought a house and land in the suburbs. Aunt Yu took a lot of care from Aunt Yu when she was in Shangxue Pavilion before, and now that she moved to Wangcheng, she should naturally congratulate her on her housewarming.
A group of foreign guests on the table next to them were discussing how lively the Wangcheng was on New Year's Eve, as well as the lanterns and fireworks on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. With a "bang", all the stars were lit up. Have you seen the waterfall? The golden waterfall, flying straight down and pouring all over the sky, is extremely dazzling.
Yun Yifeng was fascinated by what he heard, and felt a little regretful. After all, on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, he was still watching Lao Liu kill pigs in the backyard of the palace. Coincidentally, something went wrong in Wangxing City, so I had no choice but to ride Feishuangjiao out of the city on New Year's Eve, forgetting all the bustle and bustle, and only baked a piece of meat pie in the snow-capped mountains as a meal. It's the New Year's Eve dinner. Thinking about it now, it's really bleak.
Ji Yanran promised: "Next year, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month next year, I will accompany you to enjoy the scenery in Wangcheng."
"Next year, let's talk about it next year." Yun Yifeng took a sip of the wine and asked again, "When does the prince plan to find that Pingle King?"
"Let him live for a few more days." Ji Yanran took the jug, "Although the Yang family is defeated, they are always paying attention to the troubles of the court. If I just go back to the royal city, I will rush to Jindi to take him to prison without stopping. In the eyes of others, it looks like the emperor brother is giving orders."
This end was talking, when two more people came up the stairs, they were Qingyue and Lingxing'er. A couple of young lovers were chatting and laughing, and the young man was holding a bag of fruit, which was brightly red and wrapped in sugar, and was about to feed it with a bamboo stick, when he saw the master on the table next to him looking at him and smiling. She blushed, shook her hand, and the fruit rolled to the ground "gurgling".
"Hey!" Ling Xing'er was dissatisfied, "I haven't eaten yet."
Qingyue lowered her voice and whispered a few words in her ear. The girl turned her head suspiciously, just in time to meet Yun Yifeng's eyes, she said confidently: "What's the matter with the sect master? Maybe we can blackmail the prince for a meal!"
Xiaoer tidied up the table diligently and arranged the two of them by the window. The little girl chattered like a sparrow on a branch, she was crisp and cute, first she asked about the signature dishes, ordered a pot of wine, and asked the senior brother to eat this and that, but then she complained coquettishly : "How do you know that you eat by yourself and don't take care of me, you should learn from the prince!"
Qingyue agreed and turned her head quickly.
Ji Yanran was holding a roll of roast duck in her hand, and was passing it to Yun Yifeng's mouth.
Qingyue suddenly realized, she took a picture of the gourd painting and handed one to the little junior sister. Later, I felt that it was inconvenient to sit with my back facing each other, so I simply changed places with Ling Xing'er, and started to observe and study more intently.
Ji Yanran: "..."
Yun Yifeng drank the soup slowly: "Whether my stupid apprentice can get a wife depends on how well the prince teaches tonight."
Ji Yanran blew a small bowl of soup for him: "It's easy to say."
This Qingyue also blew along, handed it to Ling Xing'er after blowing, looked up and saw that the prince had picked up the bun again, so he quickly imitated him to break the two halves, eat one half by himself, and feed the other half to his junior sister.
The girl blushed rarely, and secretly kicked him under the table.
Qingyue cupped her fists far away, her gratitude was beyond words.
At this time, there were already more people in the restaurant. Apart from the diners, there were also a few little dolls selling garlands, all of which were wild flowers picked from the mountains outside the city. This time, Ji Yanran didn't need to teach her any more, Qingyue took the initiative to buy a string and put it on her junior sister's head.
Ji Yanran was quite relieved: "There is good news, your apprentice has graduated."
Yun Yifeng wiped his fingers, then rolled up his sleeves twice: "Then I will treat the prince to this meal."
He had just drank a few more glasses of wine, and it was inevitable that his body would become hot and his forehead sweat. However, Ji Yanran was a little worried, for fear of making a fuss again, so she stretched out her hand to touch her face carefully for a long time.
With a "bang", Ling Xing'er kicked away the chair, turned around and ran downstairs.
Qingyue's hands froze in mid-air, she looked at Ji Yanran blankly and innocently.
His Royal Highness Xiao Wang: "..."
Yun Yifeng sighed deeply, turned around and said, "Why don't you hurry up and chase after him?"
With a promise, Qingyue didn't even go up the stairs, but jumped out of the window. The surrounding diners went in without knowing it, thinking that it was the knights of the rivers and lakes who were catching thieves, so they flocked to the fence to watch the excitement, but there was no one on the roof, only the leaves rustling when the wind blew.
So this meal was still paid by His Royal Highness Xiao Wang.
And after returning to the palace, Jiang Lingfei dragged him into the room, and locked the door with a "bang".
In the middle of the night, lonely and widowed, Ji Yanran picked up the teapot on the table and shook it, and asked, "Are you in trouble again?"
"What trouble did I get into?" Jiang Lingfei dragged a chair and sat beside him, "Be honest, what's going on in Tongfulou today?"
When he said this, his voice was thin and trembling, like a chicken being pinched by the neck. Ji Yanran glanced at him with disgust: "Are you also in Tongfulou?"
"I'm at the Sanxing Tea House opposite!" Sitting in the private room on the second floor, looking out the window, it happened to be Tong Fu Lou. Everyone else was eating roast duck and drinking wine in a proper manner, but His Royal Highness Xiao Wang, who picked up vegetables, wiped his mouth and touched his face, almost hugged him into his arms to feed him, but Master Yunmen was very cooperative. Very, not annoyed, he pursed his lips and smiled from time to time, laughing so much that Jiangmen's third young master was dumbfounded, and broke a handful of expensive Yixing purple sand pots on the spot!
Ji Yanran tried to explain: "That's... Forget it, it's a long story, you'd better go to sleep."
"Why sleep?" Jiang Lingfei stood in front of him and confirmed again and again, "Are you really not interested in Master Yun?"
Ji Yanran frowned: "What?"
Jiang Lingfei violently tore at the sleeve. Although it didn't break because the material was too thick, everyone understood the reason.
Ji Yanran punched her expressionlessly.
Jiang Lingfei dodged in time, hugged the table and cried sadly: "We value sex over friends."
Ji Yanran said: "Get out!"
And until he finally went out, Jiang Lingfei was still holding on to the door frame, and his tone was full of the old mother's worry and love: "Think clearly!"
Ji Yanran quickened her pace, feeling her brain buzzing.
It wasn't until we turned around the garden that the noisy noise was finally left behind.
It's just that although the ears are quiet, the heart is not quiet. It is still like the litter of wild cats under the rockery, meowing in the spring, and then stretching out sharp claws, hooking the heartstrings and plucking them.
With a "boom", something was broken, and something was messed up.
What if the person sitting opposite is someone else in Tongfulou? Jiang Lingfei, Lao Wu, Lin Ying, any cronies, or any pretty girl in this royal city, seems to... Not to mention taking care of each other for meals, even just thinking about it makes the back numb.
The night wind in late spring is still a bit cool, but no matter how cool it is, it can't blow away the heat in my heart, and the blood all over my body is actually hotter. Thinking about something in his heart, he walked to Yun Yifeng's small courtyard unconsciously, and when he realized it, he pushed the door open with both hands.
Get used to it, get used to it.
A strong smell of medicine came over his face, Yun Yifeng lay on the edge of the tub, looking up at him.
Only then did Ji Yanran remember that it was time to take a medicinal bath again, but seeing her limp and weak appearance, she feared that she would secretly reduce the dosage of herbal medicine again.
Sure enough, Yun Yifeng's opening was a warning: "Don't tell Qingyue!"
"Where's the medicine?" Ji Yanran asked.
Yun Yifeng sighed and pointed to the table. There was a large jar, and there was still more than half of the medicinal soup in it. As soon as Ji Yanran carried it to the tub, she saw Yun Yifeng's shoulders shrink back unconsciously, as if she was terribly afraid of this thing.
How can you not be afraid? Thinking of the dense and piercing pain last time, Ji Yanran sighed secretly. Although he couldn't bear it, he was even more afraid of the so-called "three or five years", so he gritted his teeth and fell into it all.
Yun Yifeng hummed weakly, and slammed his forehead straight against the edge of the barrel.
Ji Yanran supported it with his palm in time, and pressed the other palm on his vest.
The medicine was so strong that Yun Yifeng's breathing quickly became rapid, sweat beaded on his forehead one after another, and the corners of his lips were bitten red and oozing blood. Compared with the last time, the pain this time seemed to be more lingering and boundless. After more than an hour, until the water was completely cool, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he had already passed out.
Ji Yanran wrapped him up tightly, sat on the edge of the bed like rubbing a small animal, from cheek to toe, rubbed him carefully through the blanket, until the person in his arms struggled uncomfortably, and then took out a new one from the cabinet Underwear, put it on carefully for him.
Once he had other thoughts in his mind, his behavior became more regular. He moved quickly and kept looking elsewhere. It's just that when the arm was supporting the slender waist, the apex of the heart still trembled.
He chose the thickest coat on purpose, for some reason, he always felt that he would be cold in the middle of the night.
There were light footsteps outside the courtyard. After coaxing Ling Xing'er, Qingyue was thinking that Master must be cheating and playing tricks again, so she came here to supervise and inspect. Unexpectedly, this time he couldn't even enter the door, so he was sent back by Ji Yanran with a few words - in the future, just leave this kind of matter to me.
Qingyue stood in the courtyard, feeling very dazed. How can I leave it to the prince? You must know that the master is unbelievably disobedient when it comes to medicinal bathing. How old is he? He will either go into a cave or create a maze for himself to hide. There is no one in the shadows, just to find someone, half of my hair will turn white with anger, and this does not include the chattering after taking a bath, and chasing and beating me all over the mountains and plains when I am furious, listen, it is unreasonable at all, this Where is the work done by people
The young man felt that he had to remind the prince, but when he knocked on the door again, no one opened it.
Ji Yanran held those thin and soft fingers, and guarded by the bed for a whole night, until dawn before closing the door and leaving. After leaving, he didn't go back to his residence, but went straight to the palace. The old scholars of the imperial hospital were called together. After hearing His Highness Xiao Wang's request, all of them showed bitter faces—the blood ganoderma had just found it not long ago. Once, I found nothing, and less than three months have passed, why did I come to search again, I really can't change it!
One of them was more courageous and bravely stood up and suggested that the prince might as well try to find it in the rivers and lakes. There are many people with various teachings and high-level connections, maybe someone has seen it. And that ghost doctor, who is known as the best in the world, can even heal the dead. Isn't it easy to find a medicinal material? When he said this, the rest of the people also echoed. In fact, these white-bearded old men have always sneered at the title of "No. Touting and praising doesn't count, and he even wants to prop up a boat tomorrow and send His Royal Highness King Xiao to the Wandering Isle.
Ji Yanran's face darkened.
Immediately, he fell down on his knees with a "hula la", scrambling to say something, "I will do my best to heal the master of Yunmen", croaking like frogs, and hearing it made me feel even more troubled. After spending the whole morning in the palace, I only found a medicine, which was said to be contained in the mouth during the medicinal bath, which can temporarily relieve the pain. As for the deeper healing method, there is really no one.
When the matter reached Li Jing's ears, he was a little puzzled: "A person in the world, is Yan Ran really so caring?"
"That's right, Doctor Zhang said something unpleasant, and the prince almost made him sick." Eunuch Desheng lowered his voice again, "And it is said that last night, the prince and the master of Yunmen were together. Fulou..." He spoke more and more softly, the last sentence was almost lost in his breath.
Li Jing looked at him in surprise.
"It's absolutely true." Eunuch Desheng was sure, "Many people in the city have seen it."
"That's it, no wonder..." Li Jing knocked on the table, "Order, let the Tai Hospital no matter what, discuss a way to heal the master of Yunmen!"
The word of mouth spread to Tai Hospital, and it is estimated that the group of old men with white beards will usher in a new round of crying and howling.
But it doesn't matter, as long as the blood ganoderma can be found and the master of Yunmen can be cured, not to mention a few words, even if he wants to imitate famous actors and sing Lao Dan, the emperor and His Highness Xiao Wang will set up a big stage inlaid with gold and jade.
What if it can't be cured
If it can't be cured, think about His Royal Highness Xiao Wang's "good name" for murdering people. Have you ever seen a little imperial doctor who even secretly wrote a suicide note
Alone sad but tears down ah, tears down.
When Ji Yanran returned home, Yun Yifeng had finished talking about the Fengyumen with Qingyue, and was about to go out of the city to find Aunt Yu.
Feishuangjiao put his head on him affectionately, wishing he could put him on his back, stomped his four hard hooves in circles, and snorted non-stop.
There were seven or eight snack boxes on the table, all tied with bright red silk and satin, which looked really festive. The housekeeper jokingly said that if the matchmaker in the city saw her, she might consider her as the head of the family and go to someone's house to propose marriage. Because of his words, Ji Yanran simply built a carriage, and stuffed Yun Yifeng into it together with people and gifts. Only Feishuangjiao was left standing alone in the courtyard, digging a hole on the ground dissatisfiedly, afraid that he would have to coax him again when he came back.
"Are you feeling better?" Ji Yanran sat beside him.
"After a good night's sleep, I feel much more comfortable." Yun Yifeng said, "I heard from Qingyue that the prince was taking care of me last night, thank you."
"I took some pills from the imperial hospital, and it will be more comfortable to hold in my mouth when I take a medicinal bath." Ji Yanran stuffed a small porcelain bottle over, "As for the cure, those old men are still looking into it, and I will give them some more. Time, huh?" He concealed the matter of going to Lost Isle in the South China Sea, fearing that he would remind the other party of the previous useless experiences of seeking medical treatment. But even if it has been proved to be useless, with the title of "No. 1 in the world" on Guista's head, he still wants to find him—at least he can ask what kind of poison it is.
For some reason, he always felt that Yun Yifeng was a bit secretive in this regard, as if he deliberately concealed something.
The carriage stopped outside a small courtyard of a farm.
"Auntie!" Yun Yifeng got out first.
A family of three came out from the courtyard, except for Aunt Yu, her husband and daughter, all of whom looked like honest people. The dishes were already prepared in the kitchen, but before entering the room, he was overwhelmed by the hot aroma.
It's been several months since I left Cold Mist City. Aunt Yu held Yun Yifeng's hand and looked at it with a smile for a long time, and finally said, "I'm thinner, why didn't I get fatter when I came to the palace?"
"That's why I came here to eat with my aunt." Yun Yifeng was very close to her, and walked around every room, "Is there anything missing at home? I'll ask Qingyue to make up for it tomorrow."
"It's already very good. Sect master, please sit down." Aunt Yu quickly cooked Shaoxing wine, "I have heard that the prince and the sect master have returned to Wangcheng, but I look forward to it every day, until today."
She put the food on the table, and enthusiastically persuaded Yun Yifeng to stay for one night, saying that the quilts were freshly dried and very comfortable. Ji Yanran laughed and joked, why didn't she see her aunt and stay with me
"There is only one guest room, so don't join in the fun, my lord." Yun Yifeng said, "But I can't stay tonight, I have a few friends, and I want to have a drink together tomorrow, next time."
Ji Yanran was puzzled: "Why didn't I know about this?"
"Friends in the rivers and lakes." Yun Yifeng clamped a chicken leg for him, "He Yiyan, Zou Cheng, Master Langyue, and Wu Youzi."
Coincidentally, His Royal Highness King Xiao didn't know any of them.
Aunt Yu smiled and asked, "Are they all heroes?"
"It's not considered a hero, but they both happen to be in Wangcheng, so let's go to the Yulou for a drink together." Yun Yifeng answered while gnawing on a chicken wing.
Tingyulou, that is the famous brothel on the top of Wangcheng.
So it seems that "Master Langyue" is not a serious and good master.
Aunt Yu asked again: "Is the prince going too?"
"No." Ji Yanran replied casually. He had made an appointment with the emperor before, and he was going to the palace to see the KitKat mechanism array. By the way, the two spring red plants in the imperial garden should be in bloom. Sit under the tree and drink a glass of wine. Dip the wine into red, as well as the new dishes researched by the imperial chef, and the "A Spring Tour to Zilan Mountain" hanging in the imperial study... Hey, I'm too busy anyway, so I don't have time to go to the crowded, noisy and pungent place Listen to Yulou.
Yun Yifeng asked patiently: "Can I go?"
Ji Yanran gave him a spring bamboo shoot: "Yes."
Aunt Yu didn't say a word, but when the two left, she pulled Ji Yanran aside, secretly stuffed a bag of candy, and said that it was the master of Yunmen who liked to eat it, and if she was bored and unhappy in the future, she would use this to coax her good.
Well, looking at it this way, it seems that everyone knows what His Royal Highness Xiao Wang is thinking.
And Daliang's open-mindedness and tolerance are also displayed very vividly at this time.
Be it Jiang Lingfei who broke the teapot on the spot, Aunt Yu who gave candy with a smile, or the emperor who was the first to treat Yun Yifeng after hearing the news—everyone, after learning about this, there are accidents , There are some surprises, but it seems that that's all, isn't it just a broken sleeve? Who hasn't seen it yet.
On the way back, they heard the coachman say that the stars were very bright, so they walked down and sat on the tower for a while.
Ji Yanran wrapped the cloak around his shoulders.
Yun Yifeng suddenly said with emotion: "It would be great if I could have a piano at this time."
Ji Yanran resolutely said: "It's fine without a piano."
Or better yet.
Otherwise, if it is bounced on this tall city tower, it may be spread for thousands of miles, so that's fine.
So Ji Yanran held his hand in his palm.
Layers of white gauze hung down, covering the fingers of the two.
Yun Yifeng had a piece of candy in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue sipped it, sweet and sour.
Clouds also covered the moon.
Everything is hazy.
In the middle of the night, Ji Yanran returned to the palace with the sleeping Yun Yifeng in his arms.
Jiang Lingfei stood in the courtyard, ate melon seeds and watched the two enter the bedroom, but did not leave.
A moment later, His Royal Highness Xiao Wang came out of the room, and he stretched out his hand to hit someone again, but he was dexterously dodged.
"Hey, don't be so ignorant of donkey's liver and lungs!" Jiang Sanshao misunderstood two common sayings, turned the corner and scolded himself still complacently, dragged Ji Yanran into the garden, and said in a low voice: "There is good news."
"What?"
"The ghost doctor has been found!"
—Eighteen Mountain Villa·End—
Volume 3 Zichuan Secret Map