When Fang Jie woke up, it was already the morning of the third day he entered the imperial capital. He had been unconscious for two nights and one and a half days. Defenseless state.
So after waking up, Fang Jie was a little moved at first, thinking that there are still many kind-hearted people in this world. Then he settled down to silently feel if there was anything wrong with his body, and he was shocked when he suddenly found himself naked. He just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the things he was carrying beside the pillow, especially the pile of bank notes.
After lying down for three seconds, he counted the bank notes in a petty manner.
The tearing pain in the lower abdomen has disappeared, replaced by a kind of exhaustion as if he just ran fifty miles. He was so tired that his speed of counting money dropped more than ten times than before, and he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms after counting the bank notes.
This is a feeling he has never felt before, and it is more tiring than when he stupidly participated in the 5,000-meter long-distance race in the school sports meeting in his previous life.
It was as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out, and what was lying on the bed was just a soft inflatable doll.
Just as Fang Jie was recalling what happened before he fell into a coma, the door creaked and was pushed open from the outside. Fang Jie turned his head to take a look with difficulty, and then showed a grateful smile. He knew that even if he smiled like this, he would definitely not look good, but he knew that his smile must be very sincere, a rare sincerity.
The one who came in was Wu Yidao, the richest man in the Sui Dynasty.
The iconic royal blue brocade jacket, and the iconic gentle smile.
Although Fang Jie had never met Wu Yidao, when he hid in the carriage of Wuji Commercial Company, he did not see this famous Sui man who saved his life after collecting 1,110 taels of silver from him. But Fang Jie knew that the person who came in must be Wu Yidao.
Although he is not tall and strong, he looks slender and tall and slightly thin. The unique charm of middle-aged men is fully displayed on him, even if he doesn't speak, he looks very refined. Such a man with such an appearance and such a temperament, no matter what, it is very difficult to have anything to do with the smell of money.
People should not be judged by their appearance, and sea water should not be spoiled.
"It's a good thing you're awake."
Wu Yiyi said something with a smile, and then sat down on the chair beside the bed. He reached for the teapot on the table and poured a cup of herbal tea for Fang Jie. Fang Jie shook his head slightly to indicate that he didn't have the strength to take the cup. Wu Yidao was slightly surprised, then sat on the edge of the bed and supported the back of Fang Jie's head and fed him a few sips of water.
The water entered his stomach, and the coolness was so thorough that Fang Xie couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan.
"I thought I was going to die too."
When he spoke, he realized that his voice was hoarse, like the sound of wind blowing through a broken gong. If it wasn't for sure that the voice came from his own throat, he even suspected that there was a third person in the room.
Wu Yidao hummed with a smile and said, "If you don't wake up again, I'll have to ask someone to put you in a sack and throw you out of the city. If they're kind, they might dig a hole and bury you. It can only be left dead in the wilderness. Either it will be eaten by wild dogs, or it will rot and produce maggots."
"You are not such a person."
Fang Jie panted and said.
"Why?"
Wu Yidao was a little interested in Fang Jie's impression of himself.
"If... if you are a person who only cares about profit, then it is really not worth taking me in for this thousand and one hundred taels of silver. Because I may have a murder case on me, or I may be a deserter... Tai Sui's military law is too strict, even if you I am not afraid of my identity, but I also find it very troublesome."
"Plus... I trust my feelings."
Fang Jie said seriously.
Wu Yiyi smiled, walked back to the chair and sat down and said, "Believe in feeling is the most unreliable reason. I used to think like you when I started from scratch. I believed in my own feeling. But when I After losing all the borrowed capital, I finally realized that this thing was nonsense. So, I managed to borrow fifteen taels of silver for the fourth time, and started to do business not by feeling, but by my own failures in the first three times. Only by doing business with people’s heart will make small profits, and doing business with the heart of harming people can make a lot of money.”
"Instead of believing in feelings, you might as well believe that you have the value of existence."
He said.
Fang Jie hummed, knowing that Wu Yidao did not say anything wrong. If he had no value at all, Wu Yidao, who could become the richest man in the world, would definitely not be a bad guy who took him in to do good deeds and accumulate virtue. Whether in this world or in the previous life, if bad people can become rich, then sows can climb trees.
"Can I ask you one more thing?"
Fang Xie was silent for a while and asked.
"you say."
"My friend lives in the Spring Breeze Inn. He is a very special man. He is thin and not tall. He looks about fifty years old, but he is only in his thirties. Under normal circumstances, he doesn't change clothes. He is covered in dirty leather. Jacket... Please inform him that I am still alive. If you can’t find him in the inn, you can send someone to Hongxiu to inform Aunt Huixi.”
"good."
Wu Yiyi nodded.
When he heard the words Hongxiu Zhao, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"Have a good rest, I will bring your friend over. In addition... Since yesterday morning, there has been a female Qianhu from the Ouchi Guard Office, who has led people crazy to search for something in Chang'an City. It has not stopped day and night until now. ...is it related to you?"
"have!"
Fang Jie nodded: "Please tell her that I am well."
"Um."
Wu Yiyi got up and was about to leave, but when he reached the door, he stopped suddenly, looked back at Fang Jie and asked with a smile, "You still owe me a thank you."
Fang Jie shook his head slowly and said solemnly: "Great kindness, I dare not say thank you."
Wu Yiyi's eyes lit up, he nodded with a smile and turned to leave. After leaving the door, Wu Yiyi's pace was very relaxed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.
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The big dog was taken into Wu Yiyi's house less than an hour after Wu Yiyi left. What Fang Jie didn't expect was that the old cripple with red sleeves, Mr. Luo, came along with him, and his eyes were red and his face was red. Mu Xiaoyao was so exhausted that it made people feel distressed.
When Da Quan entered the door and saw Fang Jie lying on the bed, his expression froze for a moment, and then he began to giggle. Fang Jie nodded slightly to him, indicating that he was fine. But the deep apology and guilt in Big Dog's eyes pierced Fang Xie's heart like a needle.
The old cripple didn't speak after seeing Fang Jie, and sat down on a chair and started drinking. It's just that maybe even he himself doesn't know, his face looks relieved a lot. Speaking of which, since Fang Jie disappeared, he really hasn't slept well. I don't know what's wrong, it's obviously a waste that he doesn't like, but it makes him a little uneasy.
"Miss Little Waist."
Fang Jie looked at Mu Xiaoyao and yelled, and then praised sweetly: "You look really good in this flying fish robe from the guards in the palace."
The flying fish robe is very solemn, unlike her red dress which is hot and delicate. He didn't show off those stunning white legs, but Fang Jie really felt that the clothes looked terribly good on Mu Xiaoyao.
Mu Xiaoyao was silent, her slender and slender hands exposed outside her cuffs were still trembling slightly.
"Don't take it off, okay?"
There was a pleading tone in Fang Jie's tone.
"I know that this accident must make you feel uncomfortable, and I also know that you must have planned to take off this flying fish robe and continue to guard me once you find me, but Miss Xiaoyao...you can't just think about me, you have to think about you too Myself. Mr. Zhuo is indeed the most suitable master for you, with him, your cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."
When he finished saying this, the old cripple who was sitting on the side drinking snorted coldly.
Fang Jie smiled awkwardly, looked at the old cripple and said, "Don't be mad, I mean to respect you."
The old cripple said coldly: "If I didn't happen to know that Zhuo's surname is indeed more suitable to be a master with a small waist, do you think I would be taken away by someone and my apprentice would not even dare to let go? After returning to the imperial capital, Zhuo would not If you go out of the gate of Ouchi's bodyguard again, aren't you afraid of meeting me and making mistakes?"
"The old man is mighty."
Fang Jie flattered him, then turned his head to look at Mu Xiaoyao and asked softly, "Promise me, will you?"
Mu Xiaoyao was silent for a long time, then nodded and said: "I tried my best to use the fastest time, so that Mr. Zhuo has nothing to teach me."
Fang Jie hummed, and laughed from the bottom of his heart.
He looked at Daquan and the three of them, opened his mouth and hesitated to speak.
"After you disappeared, Shen Qingfan left the inn. She didn't say what she was going to do, but she must have gone looking for you. I know her temperament... If she can't find you, she will kill people. After the big dog set off fireworks and found me , I asked Mr. Zhuo to help me find out some information, and I was sure that you might enter the Martial Arts Field after leaving Chang’an City, but Mr. Zhuo tried to ask, but no one saw you in the Martial Arts Field. I guess you will definitely go back to Chang’an City , so I have been looking for it in the city."
Mu Xiaoyao guessed what Fang Jie was thinking.
Fang Jie glanced at Mu Xiaoyao, and Mu Xiaoyao understood the meaning in his eyes: "I will find a way to find her as soon as possible."
Fang Jie nodded, but his heart was still very tight.
The old cripple got up, carried the wine gourd on his back, and walked out with his hands behind his back: "You can keep it here, no one dares to disturb you in Sanjinhou's mansion. You are lucky to find such a good place. Kong I will come here, I hate the things that give up halfway the most in my life... Besides, I don't believe that the apprentices taught by Zhuo are better than those taught by me, even if I teach a waste. Although I am lame, my heart is stronger than anyone else. I can't afford to lose people."
Fang Jie's heart warmed, and he looked at the old cripple's back and called out: "Master..."
The old cripple stopped, and his shoulders trembled slightly: "Don't call me master, you are not qualified if you can't practice one style of sword."
Fang Jie nodded vigorously, his eyes were slightly red.
"I have to go back too, first go to Mr. Zhuo to find a way to find Shen Qingfan."
Mu Xiaoyao came over to help Fang take off the quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt lightly. Only Fang Jie, she and Da Quan are left in the room, so she doesn't mind showing her gentle side. Although before this, such a gentle Mu Xiaoyao appeared very rarely.
"Sleep again."
She said, and let Fang Jie gently kiss his forehead with his heart pounding.
This feeling is both familiar and strange.
Fang Xie's heart almost stopped beating, and even breathing became difficult for a moment.
"nothing… "
Mu Xiaoyao raised her hand to straighten the hair hanging down her forehead, concealing the slight blush on her cheeks involuntarily: "You couldn't sleep when you were young, and you always let me kiss you."
she explained.
Explainable
She turned around and walked away quickly, not daring to look back.
Fang Jie raised his hand and touched his forehead, after a while he began to giggle. The big dog sat on the side and looked at him, and also giggled.
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That night, the red sleeve moves.
The old cripple who had already fallen asleep suddenly opened his eyes, he was in a daze, and he had already arrived at the entrance of the main hall. He stood in the room and listened carefully, and then his face changed suddenly. He obviously hesitated for a moment, but finally opened the door. In a flash, the old cripple had disappeared and seemed to melt into the night. Just as he disappeared, Xi Huamei stood on the third floor and looked at the door with a complicated expression.
Ten minutes later, the old cripple returned.
Holding a bloody woman in his arms.
Very beautiful woman.
Perhaps because of excessive blood loss, her face was a little scary pale. But because of this, a bit of sad beauty was added to that alluring face.
The old cripple looked up at Xi Thrush standing on the third floor, and shook his head apologetically.
Xi Huamei nodded, and said softly: "Since I have been saved, I have to save my life. Although I don't want to get entangled in anything, but if I get entangled, there is nothing to be afraid of. Master Luo... I am actually a little happy in my heart, so After many years, the first time I saw you, my heart came alive again."
The old cripple looked at Xihuamei gratefully, and carried the blood-covered woman to the backyard of Hongxiuzhao. Xi Huamei raised her hand and dropped something, which happened to land on the seriously injured woman. The old cripple looked down and saw that it was a small porcelain bottle.
"Siwen Dan is not comparable to his little golden pill...but it is still useful for saving people."
Xi Thrush said in a calm tone.
The old cripple nodded and stepped into the backyard.
"Go and clean up."
Xi Huamei waved his hand, and then a dozen figures flashed out from the dark and left Hongxiu Zhao.
Ouchi Guard Office.
Luo Weiran glanced at the gloomy Hou Wenji, and couldn't help but sighed: "I really want to see who is so ruthless... dare to kill from the main gate of the Ministry of Military Affairs, killing one hundred and four Personally, excluding the guards on duty, more than 20 military officers of the third and fourth ranks died... three seventh ranks, one eighth rank... and he was able to escape under the hands of a ninth rank strongman who rushed over, so brave, Such a ruthless temper."
"The emperor is going to be uneasy?"
Hou Wenji shook his head, his expression faintly worried.