"The head of the house." Ying Jiu walked in and handed the red money bag to Ling Qingyu.
Ling Qingyu didn't even look at it, so he gave the money bag to Yan Qi, and then gave Yan Qi the one in his hand, saying: "That is an integer of one million taels, and this is also for you. If it's not enough, you can buy it." Say."
"Enough." Yan Qi said, taking the money bag and putting it in his arms. The killers in the Red Chamber are actually worthless lives. Newcomers come out every year. As long as they can complete ten missions, they can become independent killers, and they can also take orders to make money. There are many people who lost their lives for the task of a hundred taels of silver. Now that the red building is scattered, those killers who have only learned killing skills since childhood may have no other way out.
"Yan Qi," Ling Qingyu looked at his pale face with some heartache, and said, "Don't be too tired."
"No, I'll take care of myself." Yan Qi looked at her face that had become thin and pointed, and said, "It's you, if Yan San sees you like this, I'm afraid I'll die from the grave. climb out."
"Yan Qi, I sent Yan San to Spirit Snake Valley. I, I don't want to hold a funeral for him, I don't want to say goodbye to him...he is lying there, as if, as if, maybe one day he will wake up again, although I I know I'm lying to myself." Ling Qingyu lowered his head, holding the two short swords tightly, and said.
Yan Qi had already heard what Ying Jiu had said about the ice jade bed, and said with a slight smile, "From the first day we entered the Red Mansion, we have been told that we have no past and no future, and we will do our best to survive. , that is, there is no place for burial. There is never such a thing as a funeral. Besides, you have already given him the best home. Speaking of this, Yan Qi begs you. If Yan Qi dies that day , can you also enter the Palace of Eternal Life?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Ling Qingyu couldn't help but raise his voice.
"Can't it?" Yan Qi sighed with a look of dejection.
"You know I'm not talking about this, so can you stop talking lightly about life and death?" Ling Qingyu pushed the low table away, moved closer, took Yan Qi's hand, and said.
"Then can I go in?" Yan Qi looked at her and said with a faint smile.
Ling Qingyu was discouraged, nodded and said: "Why not, it can only be used as a cemetery there."
Yan Qi held her hand instead, leaned on the soft cushion, closed her eyes slightly, and said, "I'll sleep here for a while, that's good."
Ling Qingyu moved over and laid him down to make him sleep more comfortably. Seeing him lying down, he closed his eyes and breathed more slowly, feeling a little dazed.
Putting the low table back, with one hand still held by Yan Qi, Ling Qingyu took the account book with one hand, and slowly flipped through it.
Now the Ling family's plate is indeed too big. Although Han Bian and the others have sorted out these account books once, they are still very complicated.
The summer sun was a bit strong, but when it came in through the window, it brought some gentleness. Yingjiu stood quietly in a corner of the room, watching her gently turn over the thick pages in the sun. Yan Qi was lying beside her, her sleeping face no longer had the pain and hurt of the past, but a peaceful smile.
When Alan came in from the outside, she saw such a scene, which made her stand by the door for a while, then retracted her feet and backed out.
"Alan."
Alan turned around and saw Shi Fang sitting at a stone table under a tree with a pile of medicines spread out on the table, he walked a few steps closer and said, "What's the matter?"
"I remember you used to prepare a hemostatic medicine, do you remember the prescription?" Shi Fang asked, picking out the medicines on the table.
"Well, I'll write to you." Alan also sat down at the table, and said, "There are still a few more medicines, you should look for the ingredients, and we'll make them while there's still some time."
Shi Fang looked up at her unconsciously, and said with a smile, "Why are you so generous today?"
"I like that girl, and I also like these people here, it's just a matter of effort." Alan poked his chin and fiddled with the herbs on the table, his eyes became brighter the more he fiddled, and said, "How did you find these herbs?"
"The head of the family has sea ships, these are from Fanwai, these are from Dangxiang, these are from Korea, these are from Tubo, and this is from Liao Kingdom." Shi Fang pointed to the medicinal materials.
"It's really complete. In this case, we can make Baoyuan Pill, Jiuhua Yulu Pill, um, if you have good ginseng, you can make Jiuzhuan Huihun Pill, and if you have Longdanxiang, you can also make Longdan Qingxue Pill. Come again Take millennia-old Polygonum multiflorum, and make a few life-sustaining pills." Alan said while fiddling with the medicinal materials.
Shi Fang looked at her and couldn't help laughing, "These are the most labor-intensive and will take a lot of effort."
"Anyway, I still want to play with that girl now. I just have time, but can I get these medicinal materials?" Alan asked Shi Fang, looking at him.
"Yes, there are all these masters. Did you see her carry-on suitcase? There are many treasures in it." Shi Fang smiled. At that time on the treasure island, Ling Qingyu collected a lot of high-grade medicinal materials such as ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum. After making it, put it in her box, and there are many other medicinal materials, I am afraid they are stored in Hangzhou, so it will not take much trouble for Cai Jingfang to send them over.
"Okay, let's do it after the collection is done." Alan threw away the medicinal materials, clapped his hands and said.
"Alan." Shi Fang called Alan who was about to leave.
"Huh?" Alan turned his head and saw a trace of redness appearing on Shi Fang's face that hadn't changed for thousands of years. He sat back, moved closer, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Cough cough," Shi Fangqing coughed twice, turned his head, and said, "Look, we're not too young, if you want, I wonder... can we be together."
Alan was taken aback for a moment, then sat up straight, and said with a serious face: "Didn't you always want to avoid me?"
"I was wrong in the past," Shito lowered his head, and he squeezed the medicine in his hand tightly, and said, "I've been thinking these days, although I can't do what Yan San did, I will do my best to protect you." with you."
"Shi Fang, you are such a thief!" The ghost doctor rushed out from behind the tree, sat between the two of them, and said, "Even if Alan figured it out, he should be with me."
"What if I want three people together? Or four people together in the future? You do it too?" Alan asked, looking at Shi Fang and then at the ghost doctor.
"Who is that fourth person!" Shi Fang and the ghost doctor shouted at the same time.
"I haven't made up my mind yet. What do you want to do?" Alan glanced at the two of them and said, "Poison? Replace the hemostatic medicine with a blood-activating medicine?"
"Hehe, so you know all about it." The ghost doctor said with a sneer.
"Alan, I just don't want us to regret it in the future. Life is impermanent, and we don't cherish it when we are alive. Once we die, we will lose everything." Shi Fang said, pulling Alan who was about to leave.
"Let me think about it, I'm going to get the medicinal materials." Alan broke free from his hand and walked towards the main room.
Ling Qingyu heard that Alan said that he wanted to make those top-quality life-saving medicines, and immediately asked Yingjiu to carry the medicine box to Alan, and then when Alan saw the medicinal materials in the box, he was stimulated again and made her stay up for two hours. A bowl of medicine with coptis.
"Excessive collection of natural objects!" Alan shouted while carefully placing a ninth-grade ginseng on the low table, looking at the few fallen ginseng whiskers.
Ling Qingyu frowned bitterly while drinking her two bowls of supplemented medicine, and said angrily: "Next time you are jealous of me, can you change the way of revenge?"
"Nine-turn Huihun Pill!" Alan raised a finger and said.
"Okay." Ling Qingyu drank the other bowl in one gulp, and said, "If your medicine doesn't work, I'll boil a bowl of Coptis chinensis alone for you to taste."
"Silly girl, this medicine is for your own good. Don't you feel that your heart is not so hot now?" Alan looked at the ninth-grade ginseng and explained kindly.
"I said your soul-returning pill."
"That, that's a life-saving elixir." Alan turned his head and glanced at Ling Qingyu, and said, "But even with this medicine, Yan San couldn't save him at that time. His heart was shattered at that time, and the gods would It can't be saved."
"But it can save other people." Alan turned around and continued to take out the ginseng, saying.
"Thank you, Alan."
"No, you give me a silver note of one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand, and we'll pay it off."
"..."
Heishuiguan camp.
"General, the pawn money handed out this time totaled more than one million guan, and the Ling family ate all of it. Isn't it a bit of a loss?" He Li asked.
"It's okay, since Qingyu said so, there is a way out. If she suffers, let's find a way to get it back." Yang Zhao looked at the newly piled sand table and said.
"Huizhou?" He Li said, sticking a small flag on a hillock on the sand table.
Yang Zhao looked at the sand table and said nothing, frowned slightly, and asked, "Have the spies sent to Shuozhou come back?"
"Not yet, but Xiao Sui sent people here to increase the trading volume of silk tea." He Li said.
"Has Xiao Sui been promoted again?" Yang Zhao asked, throwing a handful of sand on a spot.
"Yes, the news from the day before yesterday said that he is already the king of the South Court, and now his main force has begun to be transferred to Yizhou." Looking at the spot where Yang Zhao sprinkled the sand, He Li said: "I am guarding the Black Water Pass." Just fine."
Yang Zhao smiled and said, "Okay, but first we have to organize the wedding."
"Is the master's illness cured?" He Li asked, Ling Qingyu happened to be ill when he left, and he was always on his mind, but he could only bear to ask until this time.
Yang Zhao shook his head and said, "It's not that easy to get well. Yan San treats her with deep affection. She doesn't show it on the face, but the sadness in her heart is not less. How could it be so easy to get well."
"Then..." He Li swallowed back the last words.
"He Li, she really died that night. If it wasn't for the resurrection grass, we would only see her body when we went to Xiangyang, a body that was smashed to pieces." Yang Zhao's eyes were slightly red , said: "I don't want her to leave again, I don't want her to be in danger in a place I don't know about without knowing, if possible, I would rather be like Yan San..."