With the sincere flattery of Second Young Master Zhu, the story of "Palace Master Li killed the seven guardians of the Burning Fire Palace with just one move" quickly spread like wildfire. Not only the various martial arts sects, but even the people in the city were talking about it, holding their bowls in joy. The story became more and more detailed and vivid, and there was even a Nezha version that said "Palace Master Li did not actually draw his sword at that time, but came walking on the waves with the Qiankun Ring in his hand."
It doesn’t matter where the waves in the Northeastern wilderness come from, we just have to step on them.
Zhu Yanyin poured tea slowly and said, "When I was waiting for you outside the Wulin Alliance today, everyone came to ask about what happened last night. It turns out that they only knew that you were a skilled martial artist, but they didn't know that you were this skilled."
Li Sui asked: "What about you?"
Zhu Yanyin handed him the teacup: "I've always known you're amazing."
"Which one is better?"
"… "
Maybe because he had just been molested last night, Zhu Yanyin felt that this question was full of bad connotations, and his palms also became hot. No, scholars should be fresh and abstinent, so he continued to maintain his dignified and ethereal aura and answered: "For example, you actually calmed down Uncle Zhang and didn't let him scold me, which is amazing."
Li Sui asked: "Why did you suddenly clench your hands?"
Zhu Yanyin: “…”
Why did I suddenly clench my hands? Of course, it was because all the scenes from last night suddenly came to my mind, but how could I say such a thing? Second Master Zhu cleared his throat and changed the subject: "What did you tell Uncle Zhang?"
Li Sui said: "I forgot."
Zhu Yanyin didn't believe this nonsense at all, but he didn't want to ask Uncle Zhang, lest he be caught and nagged. Driven by strong curiosity, it's not impossible to give in moderately. Anyway, he has done it, so why should he be afraid to admit it? So he said very quickly: "Okay, I clenched my hands because I remembered what happened last night. Now it's your turn."
Li Sui: “Forgot.”
Zhu Yanyin: “?”
The world is indeed dangerous.
But in the end, under the threat of "If you don't tell me, I will run away from home", which was full of the wisdom of the third-year-old Zhu, Palace Master Li still chose to compromise. He took Jiangnan Gaotuan, who had already walked to the door in a pretentious manner, back and said, "I'll tell your housekeeper that I was also deceived by someone."
Zhu Yanyin urged: "Please elaborate."
Li Sui actually didn't make up a very clever story. He just told Zhu Zhang that Zhu Yanyin did go to pick up a friend for him, but he didn't expect that friend had been bribed by the Demon Cult. Fortunately, he received the news in time and chased after him.
Zhu Zhang has decades of profound life wisdom, but not much worldly wisdom. In this respect, he is not even as good as his own son. When he heard that Li Sui was betrayed by a friend, he naturally didn't say much and just let it go.
Zhu Yanyin was extremely surprised. Is this even possible? Uncle Zhang doesn't seem like someone who can be easily deceived, unless...
Li Sui asked: "Unless what?"
Zhu Yanyin said: "Unless you acted extremely realistically at the time, with tears streaming down your face and your heart breaking."
"I don't."
"Really? I don't believe it. I'm going to ask Uncle Zhang."
Li Sui showed his ferocious side and pinched his face hard.
Zhu Yanyin: You pinched me again, so I guessed right!
He even has to pretend to have no expression when doing that kind of thing to show that he is a powerful and cruel villain, but he is willing to act out the heartbroken role of a man betrayed by his friends in front of Uncle Zhang. Although it seems a bit split, it is a little touching to think that all this is just to avoid being scolded.
Zhu Yanyin leaned in and kissed him.
As expected, Li Sui was immediately coaxed into submission, and rubbed his slightly red cheek with the back of his finger: "Are you hungry?"
"Let's go check on Xu Yunzhong, he—"
Before "he" could finish his next words, disciples from Wanren Palace came hurriedly to report that Boss Xu was not feeling well, had a fever, stomachache, and was sweating profusely and couldn't stop.
Zhu Yanyin was shocked when he heard this: "Could it be that Chi Tian saw that he hadn't gotten in touch with me for so long, so he tampered with the poison as a warning?"
Li Sui picked up the Xiangjun Sword and said, "Don't worry, go over and take a look."
Jiang Shenglin was also in Xu Yunzhong's room.
The talented man from Hecheng was dressed in white, with his black hair loose. He was half-lying on the bed with a pale face, covering his chest with one hand, and gnashing his teeth, "What a pity... What a pity that I haven't seen that ugly man die first!"
Jiang Shenglin said: "Lie back down first."
Xu Yunzhong did not listen to him, still maintaining a weak but beautiful posture, cursing Chi Tian viciously and bitterly, without a single dirty word, but with amazing lethality and lasting for a long time. Jiang Shenglin was so annoyed by his noise that he could not persuade him, so he had to go out and hide away.
Zhu Yanyin hurried over: "How is Boss Xu?"
Jiang Shenglin said: "I thought the poison had taken effect and I was going to die soon. I just wrote a suicide note and now I am cursing."
Zhu Yanyin keenly grasped the end point: "What do you think?"
Jiang Shenglin replied: "He just ate too much meat and drank strong liquor last night, and was blown by a cold wind. He will recover after vomiting and the fever goes down. It has nothing to do with the poison pill in his body."
An angry voice came from inside the house, "You bastard, I will never forgive you!"
Since there was nothing wrong, Li Sui grabbed Zhu Yanyin's wrist and was about to leave, ignoring this trivial matter.
"Wait a moment, I haven't finished asking." Zhu Yanyin held Li Sui back and continued to ask Jiang Shenglin, "Why didn't the miracle doctor tell Boss Xu the truth quickly, and let him curse in the room?"
"It's easy to cure illness, but it's hard to cure mental illness." Jiang Shenglin said, "I've observed along the way that Xu Yunzhong is arrogant and conceited, and he's also very suspicious. He's now convinced that he's been poisoned, and he's addicted to cursing Chi Tian. If I tell him that he just has a cold and bloating, I'm afraid he won't believe it."
"What should we do then?"
"Follow him."
Jiang Shenglin has a way to deal with this kind of patients who are not very clear-headed... no, irritable and unwilling to listen to advice. Since you think you are poisoned, I will roll the stomach medicine into pills and put them in a golden box full of exotic style. The little medicine boy presented it to Xu Yunzhong with both hands and made up a story on the spot: "This is the antidote that my master got from southern Xinjiang on a rainy night eight years ago. Although it cannot completely eliminate the poison of Boss Xu, it can relieve the discomfort caused by various poisonings. One pill is effective and guaranteed to cure it."
He was still young, with two buns on his hair, and looked innocent, not someone who would tell a lie. Xu Yunzhong was thirsty from cursing, so he swallowed the pills with water, lay on the bed panting, and planned to think for a while before continuing to curse.
As a result, the drug took effect and he slept until the next morning. After waking up, he felt much more refreshed and comfortable. It seemed that he would not die for the time being, but there were sequelae. In the days to come, no matter whether Xu Yunzhong caught a cold, ate too much, or was simply in a bad mood and felt stuffy in his chest, he would firmly blame the ugly man in the Fire Hall, thinking that he was being poisoned. Just like that, his anger kept accumulating, and it kept accumulating, waiting for the day when it would completely explode in the future.
Scholars are not easy to mess with.
…
Further north, there was even heavier snow.
Zhu Yanyin has completely stopped riding a horse because it is so cold. He sits in the carriage most of the time, wrapped in a cloak, stepping on a cushion, holding a heater. He has changed from a snow-white head to a snow-white and soft head, no longer wearing a summer and autumn gauze dress, and his neck is covered with a furry circle, which is very cute.
Jiang Shenglin said: "You don't have to go to Snow City with us in the future. Just stay in Frostskin City."
"No, I just recovered some of my memory with great difficulty, so I have to stay with the doctor." Zhu Yanyin refused. "Besides, I brought a lot of guards with me, so I won't cause any trouble to the Wulin Alliance, and maybe I can even help."
"I don't think you're troublesome. Although Palace Master Li killed the seven guardians of the Demon Sect overnight and everyone was excited, there are still nine left, not to mention Chi Tian." Jiang Shenglin sighed and said earnestly, "The reason why you traveled thousands of miles to the Northeast is all because of me. Now that the war is imminent, I really don't want you to be in any more danger."
Zhu Yanyin was also in a complicated mood. During this journey, he had basically not concealed his close relationship with Li Sui in front of Jiang Shenglin. Whether they were eating or chatting, it was common for them to exchange glances. They even had intimate scenes like "I took a bite of this duck leg and it tasted bad, so I'll give it to you." However, the genius doctor didn't know what was wrong with him and refused to think about it in other ways. Sometimes, when he saw the two of them playing around, there was even a bit of satisfaction in his eyes like an old mother. He stood by the door with his hands in his pockets, and in his kindness, he faintly revealed a kind of uprightness... integrity!
Zhu Yanyin had no choice but to say, "When will my memory be restored?"
"In half a month, we will arrive at Frostskin City, so I let you rest there." Jiang Shenglin said, "You should be able to vaguely remember more things now, right?"
"Yes." Zhu Yanyin said, "There will be many blurred fragments."
It was not very complete, and often only flashed by. The small bridges with flowers and moonlight in the south of the Yangtze River, the prosperity of the Zhu Mansion, relatives, friends... the strange yet familiar world was being found back bit by bit. Zhu Yanyin continued with a smile and said: "At the beginning, my parents and elder brother found many doctors, even the imperial physician, and all of them said that my brain was not good. Fortunately, Brother Mingchuan introduced me."
"Those doctors' medical skills may not be inferior to mine, but your background is too prominent, so they are afraid of causing trouble, so they simply don't treat you." Jiang Shenglin packed up the medicine box, "It's also because of your cooperation. If it was Palace Master Li... But then again, he has been quite cooperative recently."
Zhu Yanyin asked knowingly: "Oh, really?"
Jiang Shenglin sighed: "The cooperation is so good that it seems like they are possessed. I was shocked at the beginning."
He no longer went to soak in the cold pond, took medicine more punctually than his three meals a day, and came to ask me how to maintain his health from time to time, as if he had made up his mind to ask God to extort another fifty years, or even five hundred years - which was not impossible, after all, his kung fu was so high that even gods and ghosts could not tell the difference.
Zhu Yanyin: “Yeah.”
A secret unknown to the people of Jianghu is that the wine bag hanging around Palace Master Li’s waist is no longer filled with strong liquor.
Zhu Yanyin was thirsty one time, and the Zhu Mansion's convoy was following behind him, so he came over and gulped down a bottle of wine for a long time, which shocked everyone around him. They all gave him thumbs up and praised the second young master Zhu for his good alcohol tolerance!
Li Sui buckled the wine bag back onto his belt without changing his expression.
Zhu Yanyin savored the sweet taste of wolfberry and red dates water in his mouth, and followed suit, saying calmly, "Well, my alcohol tolerance is just average."
Thank you for your praise.