For Song Zhi's gratitude, Ji Yunshu said, "It should be you who helped us. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have a convenient place to stay."
Song Zhi: "This is what I should do."
Then, Jing Rong took out a heavy bag of silver from his sleeve, stuffed it into Song Zhi's hands, and said, "Young Master Song, take this silver."
Uh
Song Zhi felt his palms get hot, and quickly retracted his hands.
Pushed and refused: "I can't make it, I can't make it."
"Just take it."
"I can't take it, Young Master Jing, you've already helped me a lot. I absolutely can't take this money. Take it back."
As he spoke, he took a few steps back.
For fear that Jing Rong would use "force" to force herself to accept it. Jing Rong said, "This silver tael is just a sum of money for us, but now we will try it out, there are many places where you need money, and there will be a palace test at that time, and many places will cost money. I'm afraid I don't have much silver taels, so I can't live with my trousers tied, right
It's a critical period, you can't bear it, this money can make you more comfortable and take the exam with peace of mind. "
He intends to play the silver again. But Song Zhi was determined not to ask for it: "Many thanks to Young Master Jing for your kindness, but I absolutely cannot ask for this money! In fact, I really have enough money on my body, Young Master Jing don't have to worry, besides, you all left Huyi all the way. , I need more money than I do, so keep it for yourself, this time
Mind, I got it all. "
Repeatedly declined.
Jing Rong couldn't do anything, so he couldn't force it, so he had to give up.
That night, Song Zhi went to Ji Yunshu.
Seeing that her door was still open, he knocked.
Ji Yunshu was sitting inside sorting out his two sandalwood boxes.
One with paint.
An anatomical tool that holds a variety of knives and the like.
She saw Song Zhi standing at the door: "Come in."
Song Zhi went in with a warm scald.
He put it on the table and said, "I think the weather is very cold at night. You have to rush out of the city tomorrow morning, so I made you a warm soup. If you drink a bowl, Ji Gongzi, you will feel more comfortable tomorrow morning."
Ji Yunshu put a knife in his hand into the box and wiped his hands.
He picked up the bowl of soup: "I didn't expect you to be so caring, Young Master Song."
"Actually, I'm used to being rough."
Ji Yunshu smiled and took a hot sip.
I have to say that Song Zhi's craftsmanship is very good, even better than that of the cooks invited in the house.
Song Zhi looked at her without blinking.
Ever since he knew that Ji Yunshu was a woman, when he faced her, there was always a throbbing in his heart.
Jumping made him panic.
After another night, Ji Yunshu will be leaving.
Not to mention how sad he was.
Ji Yunshu didn't find it strange when he saw him staring at him all the time. Instead, he asked curiously, "I don't know if Song Gongzi has a favorite girl in his heart?"
Song Zhi has always been a very thin-skinned person.
Asked like this, his cheeks flushed and he lowered his head: "Young Master Ji is joking, I always deal with books, where have I met any woman?"
"Your condition is actually good."
"Just kidding."
Seeing that he was embarrassed, Ji Yunshu stopped talking about this topic, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Actually, there is something that I'm more curious about."
"What's up?"
"It's about you."
"Me?" Song Zhi was surprised and raised a finger to poke at himself.
What is there to be curious about
I am a pauper with red fruit, and the front is unobstructed, and it is the same when I turn it over.
Ji Yunshu put down the warmth in his hands and said, "In Yiwu, everyone says you are a talented person, and I also read the poems you wrote. If you are ranked second, no one can be ranked first in the world today. You are so talented, why? Did you give up writing poems back then and switch to writing playbooks instead?"
How can I remember, this is not the first time she has asked this question.
Song Zhi sighed: "The past... let's not mention it."
He never said why.
And in the past few years, people have been asking him constantly.
Ji Yunshu asked again to no avail!
Song Zhi didn't say anything, so he had to forget it.
Seeing that it was getting late, Song Zhi stopped bothering and said goodbye to Ji Yunshu.
went out.
the next day.
Early in the morning, Jing Rong and the others got into the carriage.
Without waiting for Song Zhi to say goodbye, he left.
Before leaving, Jing Rong kept the bag of silver from yesterday.
After Song Zhi found out, he was very moved and very sad.
He stood at the door holding the silver, and looked in the direction of the gate of Gaoding City.
"Safe journey."
…
On a winter morning, the cold wind blew through the heart like a knife.
It was as if he was about to scrape the flesh off his body.
Despite this, the early morning in Gaoding City was still very lively. Before dawn, many vendors had already entered the city, and there were stalls on both sides of the street.
Along the way, the smell of hot buns also permeated the streets all day long.
Makes people thirsty.
A simple carriage passed through the busy city to the gate of the city.
But he was stopped by the guards at the city gate.
"The carriage can't get out of the city today."
Um
Lang Bo, who was riding on the horse, asked, "Why?"
"There was a strong wind last night, and several big trees fell on the official road. The hillside collapsed again, and there was water everywhere. If you walk, you can go there, but the carriage can't pass."
They can't do it without a carriage.
Langbo is more than how good
Then he asked Jing Rong in the carriage through the curtain: "Sir, what should I do?"
Jing Rong lifted the curtain and looked forward.
The two eyebrows knitted together: "It seems that we can't leave today."
Lang Bo: "Then why don't you go back?"
He raised his hand: "There is no need to disturb Song Zhi any more. Let's just find an inn to stay and wait for the official road to be cleaned up before leaving."
"Yes."
So, the carriage turned around.
Lang Bo found a nearby inn to stay.
Everyone got off the carriage and asked for a few rooms to go to the room.
When Ji Yunshu was going up the stairs, he bumped into a man who hurried downstairs.
Her shoulders hurt and she fell backwards. Fortunately, Jing Rong stood behind and supported her shoulders and waist.
At the same time, something on the man fell from his clothes.
"Bang" sound.
Very loud sound.
Looking at it, he saw a dagger just dropped at Ji Yunshu's feet.
The man quickly bent over to pick it up and hurriedly tucked it into his sleeve.
Then went downstairs.
Ji Yunshu couldn't help frowning.
Somewhat curious.
The man was dressed in a Confucian shirt and a student hat. At first glance, he was an official who came to participate in the examination.
But obviously a scholar, why does he carry a short knife on his body
Moreover, when most students hold a pen, the calluses are on their fingers, but when the man picked up the knife just now, Ji Yunshu found that his calluses were all on the palm of his hand!
At first glance, it looks like the hands of a person who has worked all year round. But the jade pendant on a man's waist is invaluable, and naturally he is not a laborer.