Golden Stage

Chapter 21: Tan Gong ┃ Changyuan sunset

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Until night fell, the two finally walked out of the valley and joined the Feilongwei who came to look for someone. Yan Xiaohan slipped Fu Shenti onto his horse, the two rode together, and Feilongwei personally escorted him back to Youlan Villa.

When they reached the gate of the villa, the guards stopped. Yan Xiaohan also dismounted and handed him back to the hands of Yi Siming and the others who had arrived in a hurry. He also instructed him to pay attention to the wound and apply medicine in time. Ride away.

His figure was immersed in the night and dim lights, his outline was particularly deep, and his face was extremely haggard. Fu Shen felt terribly guilty, and felt very sorry in his heart. It stands to reason that people would have to send him back in all kinds of dangers, and they should always be invited to come in and have a rest and a cup of tea. But it was already known to both parties that they were protecting the escaped descendants of the Jin family. If Long Wei was released, it would be tantamount to sending sheep into the tiger's mouth.

"You don't need to send it, just take a good rest." Yan Xiaohan held the reins, seemed to understand his guilt, and smiled gently, "I still have official business, so I won't disturb you. Master Fu is very precious, coming to Japan in Beijing. goodbye."

Fu Shen raised his hand to say goodbye to him, and watched Fei Longwei disappear at the end of the mountain road. When he turned around, he found that Yi Siming was holding his arms, staring at him thoughtfully, and said sarcastically: "Tsk. Tsk tsk, I've only known each other for a long time, but I'm reluctant to wear Qiushui? Seeing your eagerness, I can't wait for someone to tie you to your belt and follow you. Promise."

Fu Shen retorted: "Somehow they rescued me from the ravine, what are you doing? When you have finished your tea break, you may come to me, it might be cold. You still have a 'tsk'? Virtue ."

Yi Siming: "... Really, as expected of the person who saved his life, even I can't tell. Okay, let's go, let's go, Lang Zhong has been waiting inside for a long time, go and see the injury."

After this incident, everyone lost their desire to hunt and stayed in the villa for one night before making an appointment to go back to Beijing. The woman and the baby were taken away by Yi Siming. Fu Shen stayed for two more days, and when the wound on his back had healed, he rode down the mountain staggeringly.

Before leaving, he deliberately turned around to take a look in front of the wild blue slope, hesitated for a long time, and finally was not willing to break a flower, Linfeng sighed, turned and rode away.

Years later, when he remembered this scene again, it was as if he had passed away, and then he suddenly understood why a real young man did not know the taste of sorrow, and forced new words to express sorrow.

The next day he returned to Duke Ying's mansion and was scolded by Fu Tingxin. Relying on his youth, Fu Shen didn't take the injury on his back seriously. After lying on the bed for two days, he got up and was a lively man again.

It's just that the situation in Beijing and China is not very good these days, and the scope of the conspiracy case is getting wider and wider. Not only Han Yuan's same party has been investigated, but also An Wang's family, and even Jin Yunfeng's old disciples have also been affected. The emperor seems to be determined to use Jin Yunfeng as a chicken to warn the king.

Although Fu Shen did not enter the court, he could know a little bit of news from Fu Tingxin, and he was both worried and worried. The worry is that he has yet to tell the second uncle the news of saving the descendants of the Jin family, for fear that his self-assertion will cause trouble to Fu Tingxin, and the worry is that the relationship between the two is very important. cannot be free.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a family member sent a famous post, saying that it was handed in from outside, asking him to go to the "Jinghe Building" in the west of Chunming Bridge for a banquet at noon.

Fu Shen took it over and took a look. The red seal on the outer seal had his name written on it, and the inside was written in small letters, "Zuo Shen Wu Zhong Lang General Yan Xiao Han".

He jumped up, hurriedly entered the room to change clothes and comb his hair, and went out. Although his face was deliberately tense, he still did not hide his excitement. The servant followed behind and trotted all the way, wondering to himself: "It's strange, who is so capable, and a post actually hooked him up?"

Jinghe Lou is a well-known restaurant in Beijing, and it makes good Huaiyang dishes. Fu Shen hurried up the stairs, pushed open the private room door, and walked around a four-folded screen. He opened his eyes and saw a pale blue figure sitting inside. The man heard footsteps and turned his head to look at the door.

"Brother Yan!"

He laughed before saying a word, maybe he didn't even notice it. Yan Xiaohan saw it in his eyes, and stood up to greet him, with a gentle and warm expression like a spring breeze blowing across his face: "Please come in. My brother is in good health?"

"Good morning, it's all minor injuries, it's not in the way." Fu Shen sat opposite him and drank a sip of tea that Yan Xiaohan poured himself, "Brother Yan, why are you so excited today, is there any happy event?"

Yan Xiaohan laughed, "Never. I just heard that you have returned to Beijing, and you should have brought gifts to visit the palace. Thank you for your life-saving grace, but my status is insignificant, and it is extremely rare to make friends with you. Going to defile the imperial court. After thinking about it, I will call you out and thank you in private."

The identities of the two are very different, and they are destined to not be able to make friends in front of others. Yan Xiaohan mentioned it again and again, probably because he wanted him to keep a low profile, so as not to attract criticism. Fu Shen received this kindness and sighed, "Brother Yan is too outlandish, you and I have even lived in deep mountain caves, so why should we talk about our status? Or in your heart, I'm just a poor person. The snobby eyes of Aifu?"

Yan Xiaohan knew that Fu Shen was deliberately stepping himself down, but he couldn't help but take a step back and said softly, "Okay, let's not mention it. I said something wrong, don't blame my virtuous brother."

He punished himself for a cup of tea instead of wine, and while he was talking, the second knocked on the door and set up a table full of dishes. In terms of materials, it is not as precious as Gaomenhoufujia, but it is more delicate and delicate, light and nourishing, and there is absolutely no fish, shrimp, mutton and other fishy mutton hair, even Fu Shen's cup is a sweet fruit drink.

This seat shows Yan Xiaohan's intentions, and Fu Shen naturally refused to brush his good intentions. The two chatted and ate and chatted freely, and they ate a meal for nearly an hour.

When it was past noon, when it was time to get up and leave the table, Yan Xiaohan suddenly said in a low voice, "Recently, there has been a lot of turmoil in the imperial court, and the gold case has been involved in a wide range of cases. Kong nodded to Fu Shen: "You guys who are digging behind your back should be careful."

Fu Shen's expression froze, and he said with a guilty conscience, "Thank you Brother Yan for your suggestion."

"It's okay to thank you," Yan Xiaohan sneered, "If you can hide the fox's tail, I will be grateful."

It was inconvenient for the two of them to go in and out at the same time, so Yan Xiaohan took the first step. Fu Shen waited for half a cup of tea in the private room. When he came downstairs, a blue-oiled hooded cart suddenly came to the door and stopped right in front of him. The driver neatly jumped out of the car and gave him a salute: "Hello, Mr. Fu, my master will send you back to the house. There are some gifts for the young master in the car. Please, sir."

Fu Shen: "Huh? The mansion is...?"

The driver said succinctly: "The North Army is strict."

Thoughtful and appropriate, it really is Yan Xiaohan's usual style of doing things. Fu Shen lifted the curtain of the car, got into the car quickly, and saw two boxes neatly stacked in the carriage, one large and one small, the large square and the small flat and long, he couldn't help but wonder, "What's in the box?"

The driver complained: "I don't know, my master bought everything by himself. I'm leaving now, sir. Sit tight."

Fu Shen sat in the car without any bumps, carefully opened the long box above, and when he saw the contents of the box, his heart suddenly jumped.

It turned out to be a finely crafted red sandalwood horn bow!

In Baoyan Mountain that day, Yan Xiaohan slashed Fu Shen's bow with one knife. Later, they both fell off a cliff and trekked, sharing weal and woe, he forgot about it, and did not intend to seek compensation from him. Who would have thought that Yan Xiaohan still kept it in his heart, looking for an opportunity to replenish him.

Fu Shen's heart was sour and soft, his throat seemed to be blocked. He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the smooth and identifiable surface of the sandalwood bow, and at the tail, he felt a few chiseled characters in seal script, which was the name of this bow.

Changyuan sunset.

He calmed down a bit, closed the lid, and looked at another large box. This time, I didn't want to cry when I opened the lid, and I couldn't help laughing. There was actually a box full of dried mushrooms, as well as pine nuts, hazelnuts, chestnuts and other dried fruits.

Really remember everything, kindness remembers, foolishness also remembers.

Fu Shen silently stared at the box and smirked for a while, then the carriage stopped at the corner gate of the Duke's Mansion. Seeing him get out of the car, the servants outside the door hurriedly came to carry things. Fu Shen held the bow box very cherishly, and as he walked, he instructed: "Take it to our courtyard, sort out half of it later, and send it to each room, it is said that it was given by a friend."

Regardless of whether he is the Flying Dragon Guard or the Imperial Army, Fu Shen recognized this friend anyway. As for the gates of the imperial government, tainted is tainted.

The next day, Fu Shen got up early and went out to find Yi Siming. He was thinking about what Yan Xiaohan said yesterday, and he had to confirm with his own eyes that the maid and the child were safe and sound.

Yi Siming is meticulous in his work and has a wide range of ways. At the beginning, the two people were taken away by him and arranged. Because there were officers and soldiers at the water and land crossings, it was not easy to travel south, and it was not safe to travel to other prefectures and counties. It is only said to the outside world that both parents died, and the grandniece from other places came to defect with the grandnephew.

The two galloped all the way, and when they arrived at the house, the maid Caiyue was helping the old lady with embroidery work. Fu Shen looked around and saw that her life was worry-free and that the baby was being taken care of.

Although he was afraid that his daughter's family would be frightened, he did not explicitly state the situation in the DPRK, but Caiyue knew that the master's family was doomed, and that there might not be a bright day in the future, so he bowed to them with tears in his eyes, and wept, "You two sons. The kindness of life is unforgettable in the harvest of the moon. Great kindness and great virtue, I can’t repay in this life, I can only eat fast and recite the Buddha, and pray for the son every day.

Fu Shen turned sideways, Yi Siming sighed, "It doesn't have to be this way, as long as you raise this child well, the two of us will not be wasting our time."

The half-year-old baby was already able to crawl around on the kang, and somehow rubbed against Fu Shen's side, gnawed at his sleeve with a small toothless mouth, Fu Shen picked him up and watched him waving his arms and screaming, naive. , The haze in my heart dissipated a little, and I couldn't help but smile.

He was a handsome young man, like a zhilan and jade tree, and his smile was like a thousand trees blooming, and the room was full of brilliance. The little baby seemed to be overjoyed, twisting in his hands, wanting to pounce on him, but Fu Shen didn't expect that he was actually recruiting children, so he let go of his hand and let him enjoy himself.

After one big and one small quarrel for a while, the old woman hugged the child away. Yi Siming didn't want to stay here any longer, so he took the opportunity to bid farewell. Fu Shen kept some money for them, saying that they didn't need to give it away, and the two tried to be as unobtrusive as possible, and went out and returned to the city in a low-key manner.

However, in the middle of the journey, Fu Shen casually touched his waist and found that the jade pendant he was carrying with him had disappeared. If he lost something else, it would be better to say, but it happened that this piece of jade was the relic of his dead mother, and he never left his body from childhood to adulthood. Yi Siming said: "Don't get ripped off when you were playing with the child just now, I'll accompany you back to find it."

Fu Shen waved his hands dejectedly and said, "Don't bother you, Brother Yi, go back first, I'll search along the same path, and go back when I find it."

Yi Siming knew that this thing was of great significance to him, and he would never give up until he found it, so he did not force it and left on his own. Fu Shen turned his horse's head and headed towards the county town again.