Wu Du gave Duan Ling another bowl, two meals a day, and let him take the bowl and eat in the courtyard. Duan Ling ate and washed the dishes by himself. Wu Du was like raising a dog. I thought it was very fun, and one day I took a look at the firewood house and saw that it was neatly packed, with bowls and chopsticks.
Duan Ling was always hungry. The fifteen-year-old boy, when he was growing up, only had half a bowl of rice and a little green vegetables at a time. He was hungry most of the time, but he didn’t dare to steal food to eat. If it wasn't good, I couldn't eat much, so I came out after eating, dumped the leftovers into the dog bowl where Duan Ling was eating, and threw the tableware and chopsticks into the wooden bowl. When he looked again, Duan Ling had already finished eating.
"Eat so much."
Wu Du had a whim, and once wanted to see how much Duan Ling could eat, so he gave him more. Duan Ling ate all, Wu Du added more, Duan Ling ate again, and gave him a few more cakes, Duan Ling They still ate it. In the end, Wu Du returned the steamed buns to the two of them. Duan Ling couldn’t eat any more, so he swallowed them with difficulty. Wu Du looked at him and laughed. After a while, Duan Ling took the steamed buns back to the woodshed, put them away, and prepared to be hungry. eat when it's time to eat.
Wu Du laughed, and Duan Ling also laughed at himself.
Wu Du didn't laugh anymore, he suddenly saw a strange sadness in this young man. It was as if the mute was just like himself, and his life was not as good as a wild dog.
Wu Du threw him a robe that he didn't want, and Duan Ling picked it up, thinking that Wu Du asked him to wash it. After washing it the next day, it was dried and folded and placed at the door.
Wu Du gave it a strange look and said, "This is for you."
Duan Ling nodded restrainedly and took back the robe.
Raising a dog is also emotional. Although this dog doesn’t stick to him very much, Wu Du comes back every day and sees Duan Ling busy in front of the flower fence. Can also be a little more comfortable.
Sometimes when he was working outside, after dinner, Wu Du suddenly remembered that the puppy at home had not been fed, so he must be hungry.
"How old are you?" Wu Du asked Duan Ling one day.
Duan Ling was taking care of Wu Du's exotic flowers and plants in front of the flower fence. He turned around, his left hand was higher than his index finger, his right hand was spread out, and his palm was facing down, meaning he was fifteen.
He knew that Wu Du would start to wonder about his identity sooner or later, and he had to prepare a set of rhetoric, otherwise, if he was suspected, it would only be more dangerous.
Wu Du looked at Duan Ling, and felt a little pity in his heart. He knocked on the case a few times and said, "Drink this bowl of medicine."
Duan Ling put down his shovel and came to the door, but he didn't dare to enter. Wu Du sat alone behind the desk, a ray of sunlight fell on his face, and said, "Come in."
Duan Ling went in and drank the medicine. Suddenly, his throat twitched, as if ten thousand needles were pierced. It was unbearably itchy.
"Call." Wu Du said coldly, "Call out, and your throat will slowly open."
Duan Ling coughed, shouted hoarsely, and rolled on the ground.
"As for what?" Wu Du couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry, and continued to read his own medicine scriptures, pondering.
In the evening, Duan Ling was able to speak, and called out "Ah" a few times. When he was eating, Wu Du came out to take a look and said to him, "Speak."
Duan Ling let out an "ah", and Wu Du said again, "Say 'I'."
"I... I." Duan Ling's voice recovered.
Wu Du said, "Eat."
Duan Ling bowed his head to eat, Wu Du kicked him impatiently, and said, "Let you say 'eat'."
Duan Ling spit out a mouthful of rice, choked a few times, raised his head, and said to Wu Du, "Eat... eat."
Wu Du said: "Nian, the pole is long, the bench is wide, and the pole is tied to the bench."
Duan Ling: "..."
"Bian... The long pole..." Duan Ling stammered as he spoke, but Wu Du pointed at Duan Ling and laughed until tears came out, Duan Ling's tears also came out, he nodded to Wu Du, hesitating whether to go He knelt down and kowtowed, thanking him for curing himself, but Wu Du ignored him and turned around and went in.
"What's your name? Where do you live?" Wu Du was in a good mood today and asked casually while eating in the room.
My name is Duan Ling, and my father is Duan Sheng... Duan Ling thought of that sentence.
My name is Li Ruo, and my father is the emperor Li Jianhong. The second sentence came to Duan Ling's mind.
"Wang..." Duan Ling said, "Mountain."
Duan Ling did not dare to tell him that his name was Li Ruo, nor did he dare to say that his name was Duan Ling. If the herdsman knew the meaning of the names "Duan Ling" and "Li Ruo", it would be equivalent to putting himself in danger.
"Wang Xiaoshan." Wu Du said, "Where are you from?"
"Xunbei." Duan Ling said in a hoarse voice.
"Xunbei people?" Wu Du asked inexplicably, "What are Xunbei people doing here?"
Duan Ling: "Dad... Dad was selling medicine and was robbed."
This confirmed a certain speculation of Wu Du, saying: "Where was he robbed?"
Duan Ling: "Tongguan."
"Life is big." Wu Du said casually.
During this month, Duan Ling has calculated very carefully. The accent of his hometown, Xunbei, happened to be similar to that of Xunyang, and he was captured by the Yuan people when he fled. It was one of the places he passed through when he fled south. Can't find anything. In his words, his mother died due to the war, and he and his father left Xunbei to do business in Xiliang, buy medicinal materials, and wanted to resell them along Xichuan Road. As a result, the world was in chaos. , was fed poisonous tea, was thrown down the Minjiang River, drifted far down the river, and finally died, and was stranded outside Xichuan City.
In this way, the cause and effect are exactly right, and Wu Du no longer doubts it. The only thing that can't be explained is the poison | medicine that fell on Duan Ling.
"What kidnapper, want to deal with you with Nimie San?" Wu Du said.
Duan Ling replied, "No... I don't know, Dad... Dad bought the secret recipe in Xiliang..."
Wu Du had such a doubt and did not ask any further questions. There are many kinds of poisons and medicines. With his understanding of the world's poisons, Nimie San is very expensive, and the refining process is very troublesome and rare. Wu Du asked a few more questions. Duan Ling used his imagination to mobilize all his knowledge to correct this lie. He fabricated a market in Xiliang and told Wu Du and his father to buy at the market, and bought a box. It was loaded with strange poison, and it was carried on him. When he passed through the towns outside Tongguan, he was targeted by bandits. Finally, he was used to test the poison in the box.
This time Wu Du believed it. Although it was bizarre, it was still within the acceptable range.
"The box of the Western Regions." Wu Du said, "The hollow one?"
Duan Ling gestured towards Wu Du outside the door, meaning it was so big.
Wu Du stopped asking further, and ordered, "Wash your clothes."
In the middle of the moon, Duan Ling was sitting in the courtyard rubbing clothes. Xi Chuan was hot. Wu Du only wore a pair of thin knee-length silk trousers. He was shirtless and had his feet on the table. He was lean and muscular. , said casually: "Look at your delicate skin and tender meat, most of them are also treasures in the eyes of your parents. I will inquire in the future. If there is any news about your father, let him take 12 taels and redeem you. already."
Duan Ling was washing his clothes, but did not speak, and there were traces of tears on his side face.
In the middle of the night, a visitor came from outside, and the servant said from outside the courtyard, "Someone is asking to see you."
"Who?" Wu Du asked.
"Say it's called 'Crane'."
"Hurry up and invite He Lao to come in."
The visitor was an old man, and Wu Du was busy putting on his robes and tidying up the messy room. Duan Ling dried his hands, scooped water into the pot, and put it on the stove to boil water to make tea.
"Uncle Master." Wu Du hurriedly bowed.
The white-bearded old man glanced at Duan Ling.
"I picked it up from the mountain." Wu Du quickly explained, "Uncle, please take a seat."
"The flavors you asked for last time have been brought to you and written on the top." Old He took out a list and a burden. Wu Du hurriedly thanked him and said, "I'm really sorry to bother my uncle to come here once."
"It's not in the way." He said, "I just went down the mountain for a walk, so I stopped by. I made a blind medicine recently, just for you to take a look."
Duan Ling boiled the water and washed clothes outside.
"This poison is colorless and tasteless, and you can't see it when you take it." Old He said, "You need a primer, and when the primer arrives, it will poison and die."
Wu Du did not open the package of medicines, and remained silent.
"Wu Du." Old He said again, with a tone of reproach and urging, "There is always something to do in life."
"I can't get past the hurdle in my heart." Wu Duan sat on his knees calmly, pushed the medicine back, and said, "Master said that poisoning is not for killing people."
He Lao sat cross-legged in front of the dwarf table, facing Wu Du, took a sip of tea, and said, "The sick seedlings can't be boiled for a long time, why bother? You cast the wrong side, you should have followed the prince. "
Duan Ling was drying Wu Du's single clothes, and when he heard this, he stopped abruptly.
His eyes were wide open, and the sky was full of silver moon, shining on Duan Ling.
"There is Wuluohoumu next to the prince." Wu Du said, "I can't tolerate me. Besides, you are all right, and the late emperor is also right. My wife's kindness can't make a big deal. I didn't give it to General Zhao. revenge, and I did not avenge the late emperor."
Old He added: "You have been with Zhao Kui for three years, and you have only been with Li Jianhong for less than ten days. You should know which is more important and which is more important. I cannot blame you for Li Jianhong's death."
When he heard this, Duan Ling shivered and stopped breathing.
Wu Du didn't speak, he just took a sip of tea.
"The late emperor said that I still don't understand what I want." Wu Du said, "He is right, like duckweed, I have no direction. Wherever the wind blows, I will go. I used to talk to General Zhao. After the death of General Zhao, I followed Li Jianhong, and after Li Jianhong died, I followed the Shepherd Prime Minister..."
When Duan Ling heard the phrase "After Li Jianhong died," all the voices moved away from him in an instant, and there were no other voices in his ears. Flowing, all consciousness gradually drifted away from him.
"I'll try this medicine first." Wu Du opened the medicine packet, which contained some powder and a few small pills.
"Yaosan is poison." Old He explained, "Pills are a guide. Take the medicine powder first, then take the pills. Within an hour, you will die immediately."
When He Lao got up, Wu Du put on clogs and came out to see off the guests, and sent He Lao directly to the door.