Yan Shu looked at Zhongli and nodded firmly: "Seriously."
"My lord..." Zhong Li's throat choked up, his eyes gradually turned red, "My lord has truly benevolent to me, and I will never repay you in this life."
"It's serious." Yan Shu said, "This case is over. I plan to live in Shuofang for a long time, specializing in the art of war. The house in Kyoto will be empty, so you can live in it. The current emperor is wise and gradually restores the imperial examination system. If you have talent, you will definitely be able to get fame."
Unexpectedly, Zhongli shook his head lightly, his eyes fell on the ground, and his voice was like a mosquito's voice: "Master Yan, it's a pity that I have no ambitions, and I'm afraid that I will disappoint your kindness. My lord, I want to stay in Baidi City. Staying in Jinsefang, although Jinsefang is a place of love and moon, for me, it is a place to live and live, if the adults feel that this place is dirty after all, and want to wake me up, I will admit it."
Although a little surprised, Yan Shu said immediately, "I never thought of it that way. It's a blessing to be able to find a safe place to live."
Zhong Li's eyes were red, and he said emotionally: "Master Yan has a gentleman's heart, swallows hundreds of rivers and streams, and mediocre people can only see the leopard, my lord, the reason why I stopped you is because..."
"I want to redeem myself."
Yan Shu was taken aback.
Zhong Li took out a mahogany carved sparrow box and handed it to Yan Shu.
Yan Shu took it and opened it, and saw that there were heavy silver taels inside.
"I hope my lord will allow me to redeem myself." Zhong Li looked at Yan Shu and said.
"Okay." Yan Shu nodded solemnly and accepted the wooden box.
"Thank you sir, then I won't bother you anymore." Zhong Li saluted, stood up straight and bid farewell to Yan Shu, turned around and walked back to Jinsefang.
Yan Shu looked at Zhongli, feeling emotional in his heart.
In the beginning, I wanted to redeem Zhongli from Manchunyuan no matter what. Apart from not wanting to see innocent people being humiliated, there was also a small part of the reason that Yan Shu felt that he was somewhat similar to him.
Once his father was imprisoned, the situation was treacherous and he fell into the abyss.
But Yan Shu was luckier than Zhong Li after all, he also had Qin Jueming to protect him.
Now Zhongli shed blood and tears, standing awe-inspiring between heaven and earth, wandering around in the garden, only living for himself.
Yan Shu is a little envious of the phrase "a place where he can settle down and live".
Yan Shu put away the wooden box, tapped his toes, and jumped towards the inn, but there was no one there for a moment.
He originally wanted to catch up with Li Changtian, but he arrived at the inn and saw no one on the road.
When did Li Changtian's footsteps go so fast
Dawn is approaching, and the morning light is faint.
Yan Shu walked into the inn, and saw the shopkeeper standing behind the counter, with an abacus in one hand and a ledger in the other, squinting his eyes to settle the accounts.
Yan Shu walked up to the shopkeeper and asked, "May I ask the shopkeeper, is Li Changtian in the kitchen?"
"Ah?" The shopkeeper raised his head with a confused look on his face, "My lord, who is Li Changtian you are asking?"
"It's the one in the black robe who said he would help you repair the stove." Yan Shu said.
"My lord, admit your mistake." The shopkeeper's face was full of doubts, "I have never found someone to repair the stove."
"..." Yan Shu frowned slightly, he remembered Li Changtian's pale face, suddenly realized something, turned and rushed out of the inn.
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When the rooster crowed, Li Changtian, who was curled up in the alley, raised his head. On the gray brick wall, the blue sky was gradually becoming brighter.
Li Changtian knew that he couldn't stay like this. Now he was distracted, his whole body was cold, and he was extremely sleepy and tired. All these were signs of excessive blood loss.
He had to deal with the wound quickly, otherwise he would pass out like this, and he might not be able to wake up.
Li Changtian clutched the wound on his abdomen, let out a long breath, and suddenly smiled helplessly.
He recalled a certain mission in his previous life, during which he was wounded in the abdomen due to the conflict of arms, but because he was afraid of delaying the execution of the mission, Li Changtian kept it a secret until after the mission was successfully completed, he fainted in front of his teammates.
After Li Changtian woke up, his frightened teammates scolded him bloody, scolded him for not taking his life seriously, and scolded him if he did this again, he would not know how he died in the future.
Li Changtian knew he was wrong, scratched his head while listening to his teammates scolding, and promised again and again that this kind of thing would never happen again.
But now that he lives another life, he still looks reckless and reckless.
"Hey..." Li Changtian shook his head, leaned on the wall with his left hand, propped himself up little by little, and staggered two steps out of the alley.
Suddenly, an angry call came from the alley.
"Li! Chang! God!"
Li Changtian trembled in fright, looked up, and saw Yan Shu standing in front of him, his eyes were shattered with rage.
Yan Shu walked towards Li Changtian quickly, as if he wanted to swallow him alive, and Li Changtian backed away in fright, staggered two steps, almost fell down.
Yan Shu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he reached out to help him.
"Don't frown and stare at me first, I'll panic if you stare at me." Li Changtian smiled wryly, grabbed Yan Shu's shoulders, and barely supported himself to stand.
"Where did you hurt?!" Yan Shu gritted his teeth and asked.
"Abdomen, hey... I have to trouble you to take me to the hospital..." Li Changtian sighed.
After enduring it for so long, it was finally discovered.
Li Changtian felt a little frustrated.
Yan Shu didn't say much anymore, he put Li Changtian's left hand on his shoulder, and carried him to the hospital.
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In the medical center, over the age of sixty, a white-haired old doctor applied medicine to Li Changtian's wound to stop the bleeding, and said: "Oh, this wolf is fierce, oh, this wound is deep, oh, little brother, you are so lucky. If the claw marks were three points deeper, you would be dead!!"
Yan Shu who was at the side suddenly raised his hand and thumped the wooden table heavily, making the old doctor and Li Changtian tremble three times in fright.
"I'm sorry." Yan Shu bowed his head and apologized, got up and walked out of the hospital.
The old doctor patted his chest: "This young man looks gentle, gentle, and gentle, but I didn't expect him to have a temper."
Li Changtian laughed dryly twice.
The old doctor bandaged Li Changtian's wound, and called Yan Shu in who was standing outside the hospital. Yan Shu regained his composure, as if the rage just now was just someone else's imagination.
The old doctor handed Yan Shu a bunch of bottles and cans of medicine, and after instructing him how to use it, he waved his hand: "It's all right, let's go, don't worry if you won't die."
Yan Shu nodded, collected the medicine and walked towards Li Changtian.
Sitting on the reclining chair, Li Changtian didn't dare to look at Yan Shu directly, and stammered, "Yan... Yan Shu..."
Yan Shu said calmly, "I'll carry you back to the inn to rest."
Hearing this, the old doctor at the side yelled, "You can't carry it! You can't carry it! You have an abdominal injury and you can't carry it! Take it back, take it back!!!"