When Peng Yizhen said this, there was a silence in the room.
The late autumn morning light shone indoors through the window lattice, and there was a faint sound of maids walking and talking outside the door, but it soon disappeared again.
Gu Shiba Niang knew that this was Ling Bao who was guarding outside, so she made excuses and sent people away.
She sighed softly.
"Uncle Peng, this matter..." Gu Shiba Niang looked up at him and opened her mouth to speak.
"Just tell me first whether you dare or not." Peng Yizhen folded his arms, his voice slightly changed due to excitement.
"Of course I dare," Gu Shiba Niang felt helpless, "It's just..."
"Then it's nothing," Peng Yizhen said with a heavy nod.
Gu Shiba Niang was silent for a moment, looked up at him and said: "Uncle Peng, I know this is an opportunity for you. If it works, you will gain fame and fortune, and gain a foothold in this capital city full of talents. But if you fail, ….”
Her expression became solemn, "Then there is only one way to die. Don't even think about leaving Qingshan here and start over again tomorrow."
Peng Yizhen laughed and looked at Gu Shiba Niang meaningfully.
"Baba Niang, Lao Peng is not a fool..." he said.
Sudden disappearance, sudden return, sudden inquiry about symptoms, but not much words. If there is a chance to become famous, Peng Yizhen believes that Gu Shiba Niang will definitely recommend him. If she does not recommend him, then this opportunity must be dangerous. pole.
Peng Yizhen, who was desperate for wealth and wealth, felt that if he missed this opportunity and packed his bags and returned to his hometown, he would just hang around in Hezhong County for the rest of his life, and then repeat to his son what his father said to him, son, The future glory of our ancestors depends on you...
Gu Shiba Niang looked at him, "In order to become famous, are you even willing to risk your life?"
Peng Yizhen smiled, looked at Gu Shiba Niang and said, "Then Shiba Niang, what are you doing?"
Gu Shiba Niang did not speak.
"You insist on my diagnosis, do you want to use it to gain fame?" Peng Yizhen asked again, "You come from a family of officials, even if you join the craftsmanship, and you have Liu Gong to protect you, you will become famous as soon as you enter the family, and your skills You are superior, you have a high status, you already have glory and wealth, so why do you insist on facing the danger even though you know it?"
Gu Shiba Niang was silent, why? At first, she thought that she was destined to die, and that only by saving Prince Wen could she change her fate. However, after Gu Hai's words, it seemed that this was not the case.
Prince Wen had already promised to spare her life. As for the matter of burial that the chamberlain mentioned, it was a matter after Prince Wen's death. They were a dead prince, and they had nothing to do with each other. She was respected in the medicine world, Secondly, she has her brother and the clan official Gu Shen'an protecting her. As long as she doesn't want to die, no one can do anything to her.
She has escaped from this whirlpool and can completely stay out of it, letting her mother and brother live their own lives peacefully. Why is there always a huge stone in her heart? Why does she subconsciously ask Peng Yizhen with a glimmer of hope? Do you know this disease? Why do you need to get a diagnosis when you hear that he really knows? Why did she want to give it a try...
"I just thought about it." She said lightly.
"Actually, eldest niece, no matter what the reason is, we are all the same...not willing to give in, not admitting defeat, only moving forward, not wanting to retreat, stubborn and stubborn..." Peng Yizhen laughed and said, "Otherwise we were here in the beginning We hit it off as soon as we met in Xianren County, and we hit that Zhou thief with one blow..."
After hearing him mention the past, Gu Shiba Niang's expression softened a lot.
"Actually, there will be opportunities in the future..." She was silent for a moment and said softly, "As long as you keep your life, you will have plenty of opportunities. If you lose your life, you will have nothing..."
"No, Shiba Niang, what you said is wrong." Peng Yizhen waved his big hand, with a bit of boldness and freedom, "We never know what will happen tomorrow, so don't use the unknown as a way to escape from the present. Today is today, and tomorrow is tomorrow. I used to comfort myself like this. If I don’t make money today, I will make it tomorrow. If I don’t meet any patients today, tomorrow someone will recognize the talent. Then I will feel at ease. Muddle through today, and then tomorrow will always be tomorrow..."
"Eighteen Niang, the so-called tomorrow is just a self-comfort to escape today, a retreat, a giving up. In this way, you will never be able to wait for the opportunity, never wait for the tomorrow we are looking forward to..." He clenched his fists and shook his head in front of him. Shaking it hard, "I've had enough of this kind of waiting, so go ahead and wait patiently and get ready. I will never let go of any opportunity in front of me. I won't wait for the opportunity to come to you. I want to to manipulate opportunity.”
Gu Shiba Niang looked at him in astonishment, watching a ray of light bloom on Peng Yizhen's rough face.
This careless and irritable middle-aged man actually has such a delicate heart.
She couldn't help but laugh.
"Eighteen Mother, just tell me whether you dare to do it or not." After the excitement and frustration, Peng Yizhen asked solemnly.
Gu Shiba Niang looked at him, and before her eyes appeared the long figure of Prince Wen, standing with his hands behind his back. He looked so lonely and lonely. Is anyone in this world worried about his life or death? Are you worried only because of his life or death? Not because of his identity or status
"Dare." She uttered one word slowly.
"Then let's play big this time," Peng Yizhen said, slamming the table.
Gu Shiba Niang finally nodded and said, "Okay."
Her face suddenly turned solemn, and a calm smile appeared, "Then let's not talk about the dejection and talk about what we can win from this big gamble..."
She stretched out her hand and clasped her fingers, "One, your chance to become famous, two, a generous reward from you and me, three..."
She looked at Peng Yizhen, with a meaningful smile on her face, "An extremely powerful backer, enough for you and me to dominate the world and do whatever we want..."
Peng Yizhen laughed loudly, "Okay, just one of them is enough for us to place a bet."
"Okay, then put all your wealth on the line and let's play big." Gu Shiba Niang stood up and said with a smile.
The two looked at each other and smiled, filled with pride.
"Miss..." Lingbao's timid voice came.
The two of them turned around and saw Gu Hai standing at the door with his hands hanging down, his expression covered by the gauze and embroidered curtains.
"elder brother…"
"Master..."
The two of them suddenly looked a little ugly and felt uneasy. They didn't know how much he had heard...
After a moment of stalemate, Gu Hai slowly turned around and walked away.
"Eighteen Niang..." Peng Yizhen looked remorseful. He was the one who was responsible for this. He undoubtedly pulled the person to jump into the fire pit. It would not be an exaggeration for anyone to beat him out with a stick.
"It's okay," Gu Shiba Niang smiled reassuringly at him, "You go back and prepare..." After a slight hesitation, "Think about it again. If...if you decide, I'll wait at your pharmacy."
Peng Yizhen laughed, turned around and strode away with her hand in hand.
Gu Shiba Niang looked at his departing back and was slightly stunned for a while, then she started chasing Gu Hai in the direction he left.
Gu Hai was standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree not far away.
"Brother..." Gu Shiba Niang stood behind him, thinking about what to say.
Gu Hai turned around and shook his head at her.
"Baba Niang, I'm sorry..." he said suddenly, his eyes already turning red.
Gu Shiba Niang was a little confused. She should have said this herself.
"Eighteen Mother, I now know..." Gu Hai's voice was dry, "I know now that when I was imprisoned last year, you and your mother... you and your mother... were like..."
He finally couldn't speak any more and stretched out his arms to hug Gu Shiba Niang. The man's tears slowly fell.
When he acted generously for righteousness, when he was the great lord of the world, when he sacrificed his life for righteousness, how much suffering and weeping his relatives suffered, he didn't understand until he experienced this moment personally, like a burning flame burning the heart, like poison gnawing at the bones, like being mute and losing his voice. , can't shout, can't talk, it's heartbreaking.
"You do what you want to do, and I'll do what I should do..." Gu Hai hugged her tightly and said what his sister said to him at that time.
When night fell, Gu Shiba Niang stood outside Prince Wenjun's mansion.
"What?" Upon hearing the news, the staff member who was accompanying the substitute to receive guests in the study suddenly lost his composure.
"Huh?" The substitute king glanced at him with faint dissatisfaction.
The middle-aged man bowed respectfully and apologized under the gaze of everyone, then took a few steps forward, whispered a few words to the substitute, and then retreated.
Stepping into a secret hall, the middle-aged man's anger surged up.
"Ms. Gu, you are asking for death," he shouted angrily in a low voice, and his violent anger almost knocked Gu Shiba Niang down.
"What are you shouting for?" Gu Shiba Niang frowned and looked at him, humming.
Before the middle-aged man could get angry again, he continued, "His disease can be cured."
This sentence was like a pour of cold water that extinguished the middle-aged man's anger.
"What did you say?" he asked with a strange expression.
Gu Shiba Niang looked at him and repeated it calmly.
"Are you tired of living?" The middle-aged man sneered.
"It's better than doing nothing and waiting to die." Gu Shiba Niang replied with a calm expression.
The middle-aged man suddenly felt short of breath. He stared blankly at the little girl in front of him. He couldn't think of any reason why she had to come to die. Is there really a way
Because those two miraculous prophecies had left an extremely deep impression on the man's heart. Although he kept telling himself that they were unbelievable, subconsciously, he still believed them. This girl shocked him too much.
His eyes flickered, and after a fierce struggle, the middle-aged man finally let out a breath.
"Ms. Gu," he looked at Gu Shiba Niang for the first time and his expression became serious, "I think you know what you are doing and the consequences..."
Gu Shiba Niang nodded and said nothing.
The middle-aged man looked at her for a moment and finally nodded, "Okay then, as you wish."
The night was deep, and as the prince went to bed, the entire prince's palace fell into silence.
King Wenjun felt that the light in front of his eyes was getting brighter and brighter. He was already very familiar with this feeling. He knew that it meant that he was awake. This feeling was very strange. He didn't even know whether to be happy or sigh.
Maybe next time I won't be able to open my eyes again. Maybe, that's not bad...
But now, since I'm awake, I have to open my eyes.
The candlelight in the room was soft and did not dazzle him. The faint fragrance lingered. Everything was so peaceful and still so peaceful. No matter he woke up or fell asleep, the outside world did not change. It was as if he was the only one in the world.
"The prince is awake?" A female voice suddenly sounded, and the space belonging to him suddenly felt like a stranger.
Gu Shiba Niang walked over in a few steps, knelt down beside the bed, and said with a joyful smile, "Prince, you're awake."