Li Zhifeng's hair was still wet, and his face finally had some human color. He was a little darker than You Miao, and he was not human-shaped. His cheekbones were very high, and there was a scar on his brow that had not fully healed. The second time he moved his hand, he was smashed by Li Yan with a vase. The scar was two inches long and dragged from the brow bone to the ear. A good handsome man was ruined by a scar.
He closed his eyes, the thick eyebrows like two swords were very beautiful, the bridge of his nose was also high, and his fingers were slender, but his face was gray, like a dead person, You Miao called him again: "Hello."
Li Zhifeng opened his eyes weakly, his pupils were slightly brown, opened his lips, but was speechless.
You Miao took out a jade from his neck, bowed and tied it around his neck, and said, "This is the life-saving charm that my mother gave me. I'll borrow it from you first. Get up and eat something."
You Miao put the porridge bowl in the hot water basin, pulled out a small jade whistle, and when Shi Qi came back, the two picked up Li Zhifeng and let him sit down. You Miao was fifteen years old, and Shi Qi was only fourteen. A half-year-old boy was exhausted trying to manipulate such a big man, and he finally fed him a bowl of warm porridge.
After eating the porridge, You Miao sent Shi Qi to ask for a doctor. Seeing that he couldn't go out today, he simply sat in the room, flipping through the book, in a daze.
Li Zhifeng coughed from behind the screen, and You Miao hurried over to look at it. Li Zhifeng had eaten porridge, and finally there was a little blood on his face. His skin was darker and less delicate than You Miao. The veins on the back of the hands were exposed, and when he coughed, he turned to his side and covered his mouth tightly.
You Miao smoothed his back for him, and looked at him uneasy for a while, thinking that when the doctor came, if he said it couldn't be cured, just… throw it out. But for such a big man, it's too windy and snowy outside to throw it at the mouth of the alley. Two hundred taels of silver... Knowing not to do that, You Miao couldn't help feeling distressed just thinking about it, and secretly reminded herself that when she threw him, she should take back the jade pendant her mother gave him, so as not to throw it away with others .
"How old are you?" You Miao asked sympathetically.
Li Zhifeng: "The eleventh year of Qingshuo."
You Miao nodded, this year was the 33rd year of Qingshuo, which meant that he was already 22.
You Miao returned to the table and sat down, clutching the stove, thinking for a while, then went over to put the stove in Li Zhifeng's arms, sat down beside his floor shop behind the screen, and asked, "Which year was it sold to the capital?"
Li Zhifeng: "Seven years ago."
He was sold to Jiaofangsi at the age of fifteen, and You Miao vaguely knew where it was—big households who ransacked their homes and sent them to the army, women would be sold to Jiaofangsi as prostitutes, and there were also many men, but Quanrong. This is the first time he has heard of this slave, but he doesn't know what the origin of this guy is. Judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like a clerk.
"Master."
With the sound of stone chess outside, You Miao immediately got up and went out. Standing beside him with a worried look on his face, Shi Qi just winked, You Miao raised her eyebrows, and asked what happened
Shi Qi whispered: "Master is back."
You Miao rolled her eyes and said, "Have you summoned me?"
Shi Qi shook his head, You Miao said, "Leave him alone."
The doctor did not ask Li Zhifeng's origin, nor why there was a man living in the Youjia Young Master's room, but frowned deeply and carefully checked the pulse.
Shi Qi said to Li Zhifeng, "My young master lost money for you, but he hired the best doctor in the capital for ten taels of silver."
What... what? ! You Miao seemed to have been struck by a thunderbolt, staring at Shi Qi, gritted his teeth and whispered in his ear, "You invite such an expensive doctor?"
Shi Qi said: "Young master, you have to think about it. Losing money is worth two hundred taels of silver. If you add another ten taels to cure it, isn't it worthwhile?"
You Miao was about to run out of money, and her stomach was full of fire, so she could only say: "Okay, okay."
"Master has returned to the mansion-"
"master!"
Youfu entered the four courtyards three times. When the wind and snow were over strong, it was like a knife was falling outside. After shivering and howling a few times, the sedan chair was lifted forward again and poked into the door.
You Deyou just got off the sedan chair. You Deyou is middle-aged and fat, eats fat, and lives in the capital. He specializes in Jiangnan Sixth Road business. Delicious, eat Haisai like this, I was so tired as soon as I walked into the hall, the concubine rushed forward to serve, handed a hot towel, and raised a charcoal basin, You Deyou is feeling better now, and asked while wiping her hands. : "Where's You Miao?"
You Deyou still has to take care of this troublesome nephew. You Miao is the eldest son and grandson of You Dechuan's house, and his status is not ordinary after all. Second, you must have someone to take care of you. According to You Dechuan's intention, it is obvious that you want your son to become an official. .
The housekeeper replied, "Master nephew is at home? Does the master want to call him over?"
As soon as the words came out, You Deyou's eyes popped, and he said to himself, "The sun is coming out in the west, and it's daylight, so how could that kid stay at home safely?"
The concubine smiled and pressed You Deyou's shoulder, and explained, "It must be snowing heavily today, so there is nowhere to go."
You Deyou said, "Stop, stop, call him over, let the kitchen cook some small dishes, and then finish lunch."
While speaking, You Miao was still in a state of confusion, staring at the doctor. The doctor only squinted, and didn't say a word for a long time of a stick of incense. He was calm, and the butler's voice outside said: "Master, Master, please come over and talk. have lunch."
You Miao had no choice but to go over. Before leaving, he was uneasy. He gave Shi Qi 10 taels of silver, and touched some pieces of silver as a reward. He whispered to Shi Qi to watch, and Fang hurriedly followed You Deyou. You Deyou didn't say anything else, just asked him how he had learned his homework. Who would he play with on weekdays, You Miaoji was worried that there were more people in the room. He hurried back to his room and said he was reading a book.
You Deyou was even more astonished, thinking that this nephew had changed his sex, called him and said, "Stop!"
You Miao: "What's the matter?"
You Deyou said: "Let me ask you, someone came to the palace last month and sent a letter..."
You Miao remembered that, and said hurriedly, "His Royal Highness wants me to be my companion?"
You Deyou sneered and said, "Are you going?"
You Miao hesitated a bit, and You Deyou taught again: "I didn't tell you, why are you so ignorant? The third highness said that he was good, but he is not the prince after all..."
You Miao had a falling out with Li Yan over the issue of the dog and the slave, and now she is a little uneasy when she thinks of standing in the queue. The teenagers in Beijing are not big, but which of these gangsters has a fuel-efficient lamp? Since he was immersed in his own eyes and ears, he had long known about the factional struggle in the imperial court. Each of them stood in line early and followed Li Yan on one side.
But in fact, following the third prince does not mean that it is all bad. In the future, the prince will become a treasure, and if he does not eradicate the fraternal henchmen, as long as there is a little bit of flesh and blood, the third prince will be crowned king. If He You Miao voted for the third prince now, when he is crowned king in the future, he can also go to the rich side.
You Miao has never been very ambitious, and it is enough to stay in one place safely. If you can decide for yourself, it is better to vote for the third prince now. There are few officials. But You Miao also knew that his father was counting on him to be an official now, so what else could he do
You Miao smiled and said, "I didn't intend to go to the palace."
You Deyou nodded and said, "It's good to know, I helped you back to him last month."
Alas, when you were in the capital, you couldn't help yourself. Just as You Miao was about to go out, someone came to deliver a letter and said, "Young master nephew, the son of the prime minister's residence has sent someone to deliver something."
You Deyou's beard was slightly raised, his eyebrows twitched, You Miao took the thing, and saw that it was written on a piece of cowhide, Li Zhifeng's sales contract.
You Deyou: "Then what?"
"No." You Miao said, "Nothing."