Married Thrice to Salted Fish

Chapter 123: Extra Four

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After the two of them were dressed, the flower dew and the pine nuts brought breakfast and served them. Jiangnan’s breakfast is mainly light: small wontons with thin skin and tender stuffing, fluffy rice balls, and sweet bean curd filled with brown sugar. Although these can be eaten in the palace, they can also be eaten more refined, the inn in the inn is more than a folk firework.

The flower dew seemed to have not slept well last night and couldn't stop yawning. Upon seeing this, Jiang Xing asked, "But can't sleep in the inn?"

Hualu quickly knelt down and said: "The slave and the maidservant have lost their manners, the emperor and the queen will forgive the sins."

"It's all in the south of the Yangtze River, and the palace set can save it." Lin Qingyu said, "You think we are the young masters of ordinary people."

Komatsuko couldn't help but laugh: "Master, Hualu read the script for half the night yesterday, I'm afraid I didn't get enough sleep."

Hualu anxiously said with a pale face: "Daddy Song!"

Jiang Xing smiled and said: "What story is so good-looking, show me it too?"

The flower dew suffocated her face and her face flushed: "In response to the young master, the slave and maid are watching "The Story of Ding Wang's Petting His Wife"."

Upon hearing this name, Jiang Xing laughed out: "Hua Lu has reached the age of reading the love/love story book."

Lin Qingyu asked: "Where did you get this kind of book?"

Hua Lu whispered: "My Master Hui, it's one of the textbooks that the young master bought yesterday."

Lin Qingyu looked at Jiang Xing. Jiang Xing looked innocent: "I just bought some textbooks to relieve boredom. I never knew there would be such a book in it."

Lin Qingyu dismantled him: "How do I think you like to read this kind of book."

Jiang Xing refused to admit: "How is it possible, I am not a flower dew."

Lin Qingyu hit the nail on the head: "Then why do you watch "Huai Do Not Know Your Lord"?"

Jiang Xing: "..."

After breakfast, the group set off to Kuangsu Mountain. At the foot of the mountain, the carriage cannot go up the mountain, so it can only be used for walking. There are many rapid waterfalls in Kuangsu Mountain, which is famous all over the world for its majesty and danger. The mountains are densely forested with clouds and mists. If an ordinary person enters the mountain, he will lose his way if he is not careful.

When Xuanhutang learned that Lin Qingyu was going deep into the mountains, he introduced him to a mountain villager. The villager grew up in the Kuangsu Mountains and is familiar with the mountain topography. Although he is 60 years old, he is still strong and strong, but his temper is a little strange. After walking for an hour, the villager still walks like flying, as if walking on the ground.

Lin Qingyu walked ahead and chatted with the villager about the rare and exotic grasses in the Kuangsu Mountain. He heard Jiang Xing say: "Qingyu, we have been walking for an hour, so stop."

Lin Qingyu turned and looked at Jiang Xing. Jiang Xing's breath is stable, and there is no physical problem at all, probably because he wants to be lazy. "I have a few places to go before dark. Time is running out and there is no room for delay." Lin Qingyu said in a low voice, "Why, let the Shadow Guard show up and carry you?"

Jiang Xing smiled bitterly: "Forget it, I can't afford to lose that person."

The villager took a look at Jiang Xing, shook his head, and continued to walk forward. The closer you are to the top of the mountain, the colder it will be. Not long after, there was a light rain in the sky. It is rainy in spring, and the small pine nuts bring enough rain gear. Jiang Xing took an umbrella and said, "I and Shaojun cover one. Xiao Songzi, you are taking care of the flower dew."

At this time Jiang Xing was able to keep up with Lin Qingyu and the villager's pace again. Since entering the mountain, Lin Qingyu has been devoted to medicinal materials, and now he and Jiang Xing are under the same umbrella, and they are a little absent-minded.

The spring rain struck the umbrella and the ground, and the nasal cavity was full of moist soil, but he could still smell the fresh, natural, warm and lazy scent of Jiang Xing's body.

In the rain, the mountains are empty, the clothes are wet, and the difficult mountain roads are ignored. There is also a sense of elegance.

After returning for half an hour, there was the sound of rushing water ahead, and a waterfall flew down thousands of feet, jumping beads and splashing; and the broken cliff, like a natural screen, blocked their way.

Komatsuko looked straight and said, "It's so beautiful!!!"

Jiang Xing said: "The flying curtain is like a jade curtain, and the Milky Way falls for nine days." It turns out that the ancients' poems are not exaggerated.

The villager squinted his eyes and looked at the cliff on the opposite side, and suddenly shouted: "Liu Li Cao."

Lin Qingyu's eyes lit up: "Where?"

The villager raised his hand: "The cliff opposite."

It is difficult to see things in the rain and fog. Lin Qingyu walked a few steps forward, almost to the edge of the cliff, only to see a solitary grass growing on the cliff. Lin Qingyu whispered: "It really is glazed grass."

Jiang Xing took Lin Qingyu's hand and asked, "What is Liuli Cao?"

Lin Qingyu explained to him: "The herbs unique to Kuangsu Mountain prefer humid environments. They are usually grown on cliffs and waterfalls. They are extremely precious. They are used as medicine after drying and have miraculous effects on the inborn heart palpitations."

"Extremely precious, how precious is that?"

Lin Qingyu's voice was slightly cold: "Even in the Imperial Medical Office in the capital, there are only two plants. Last year, Prince Heng had to leave."

The villager hummed: "If you are lucky, you can see Liuli Grass the first time you enter the mountain. The last time I saw it, it was two years ago."

Jiang Xingyuan looked at a small spot on the cliff and asked, "Qingyu, do you really want it?"

Lin Qingyu nodded: "I really want to. It's just that the glazed grass grows on the cliff, so picking is already difficult, and it's still raining."

Jiang Xing smiled and said: "So what? What Madam wants, I am going up to the sword and down to the sea of fire, I will give up this life, and I will find it for you."

Lin Qingyu's heart sank and said coldly, "You can shut up."

Hualu remembered the scene she saw in "The Story of King Ding's Petting His Wife" last night: King Ding and Princess Ding went on a spring trip together. Princess Ding praised that the wildflowers blooming on the cliff were so beautiful, and King Ding desperately offered her a favor. Picking, a misstep, almost lost his life. The princess's face turned pale, crying with rain. Ding Wang gently wiped away his wife's tears, and said with affection: "As long as the princess likes it, it is the star in the sky, and this king will find it for you."

She was so emotional that she was touched badly. Unexpectedly, the emperor treats the queen as the king does to the princess, so it's no wonder that he would willingly act as a stand-in for the other two men. It's not easy for the prince of a country to do this.

Hualu was moved, and listened to the emperor's voice: "--Do you think I would say that?"

Lin Qingyu: "..."

Flower Dew: "???"

Jiang Xing estimated the height and distance of the cliff, and concluded that the risk is very high. It is true that he can let the Shadow Guard give it a try, but it is easy to slip on rainy days, and even Shen Huaizhi's skills may not be foolproof. The fate of the shadow guard is also fate.

"Good medicine is very precious, and the price of life is higher." Jiang Xing coaxed, "Baby obedient, this is too dangerous, we don't want it."

The flower dew froze.

Lin Qingyu smiled and said, "Okay, no."

The villager’s face was ugly: "Are you sure you don’t want to? The picking period of glazed grass is only a few days away. I missed it today, but it will be gone next time. Do you know how much gold a glazed grass can sell?" According to the rules of the industry, he picked it up. The medicine has led the way, but it is divided into pieces.

Jiang Xing said, "We are not short of money."

The villager said anxiously, "How can young people nowadays be so afraid of death."

Komatsuko's face suddenly changed when he heard the words, "Bold! You know who you are talking to!"

Jiang Xing stopped Xiao Songzi and smiled disapprovingly: "Calm down, the old man is right. I am really afraid of death."

The villager stomped his feet: "You don't want me!" He said, he was going to find a helper.

Jiang Xing said lightly: "I advise you to think twice."

Lin Qingyu smiled silently. He knew that Jiang Xing was not afraid of death.

When Jiang Xing was still Lu Wancheng, he regarded life and death extremely lightly, and had little desire to survive the first half of the year. Later, he had something to worry about, and the people he cared about did not hesitate to use strong medicine to fight poison with poison, just to live a few more months.

After that, he experienced the death of Gu Fuzhou again, and he is now more desperate than in the past, even if there is only a little risk, he will not try.

It is good for Jiang Xing to be afraid, so that he will not put himself in danger. He hoped that Jiang Xing would always cherish his life and be afraid of death forever.

Although he missed the glazed grass, Lin Qingyu still had a lot to gain. When going down the mountain, the back basket was full. The next day, Lin Qingyu heard from Xuanhutang’s folks that when the villager who led the way found a helper before entering the mountain, the glazed grass had withered due to the rain. The villager was dizzy on the spot, and went back and got a little sick.

Lin Qingyu was quite sorry, but didn't think much about it. In the next few days, he continued to visit famous doctors in Yuzhang and benefited a lot. Jiang Xing summoned the prefect of Yuzhang to discuss the tax reform.

The group stayed in Yuzhang for five days and continued to go south. It takes a day's journey from Yuzhang to the next stop. On the carriage, Lin Qingyu flipped through a copy of "Kuangsu Materia Medica", comparing the medicinal materials recorded in the book with the medicinal materials he had seen. When turning to the page that recorded the glazed grass, Lin Qingyu paused at his fingertips, and then remembered the rare grass that he had missed.

When I turned to the next page, a dried glazed grass was sandwiched in the book and suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lin Qingyu was startled slightly, and then woke up to look at Jiang. Jiang Xing was slumped on the collapse, holding "The Story of Ding Wang's Petting His Wife" watching with gusto. Perceiving Lin Qingyu's gaze, Jiang Xing raised his head and asked knowingly, "What's wrong."

"How did you get it?" The strain on the cliff had obviously withered, so where did the strain Jiang Xing sent him came from.

Jiang Xing looked at him with his head, smiling: "What are you talking about, how come I don't understand."

"..."

Lin Qingyu realized that Jiang Xing seemed to like to create all kinds of small surprises for him in the ordinary days.

It was like the engagement wedding ring he thought he had to wait for half a month to receive, and it was put into his fingertips the next day; it was like the magical grass that he thought was unpredictable appeared in front of his eyes.

Obviously it's just a trivial matter, but it can always make him feel very, very good.

He really likes Jiang Xing very much. What a blessing to be able to spend the rest of my life with such an interesting soul.

Lin Qingyu's chest became hot, and her body was also hot. He stopped talking nonsense, opened the carriage window, and said, "Xiao Songzi."

Komatsuko said: "Queen?"

Lin Qingyu said: "Look for a place where no one is going to stop the carriage, and let everyone, including the shadow guard who is secretly guarding the carriage, turn their backs to the carriage, and escort them around half a mile away."

Komatsuko only thought the Queen's order was weird, so he didn't dare to think about it, so he hurried to prepare. Jiang Xing thoughtfully, slowly said: "Qingyu, don't you want to..."

Lin Qingyu chuckled, "If you just think about it, it's boring."