A thousand mountains of wind and snow

Chapter 14

Qingyou asked Mr. Shaoqing to go to Dali Temple to discuss together.

Zhao Shu couldn't figure out how Wen Jiang could work in Dali Temple when he was so weak, Honglu Temple and Taichang Temple were more suitable for him.

Wen Jiang looked apologetic, but Zhao Shu smiled at him, tapped his knuckles on the table, and originally wanted to take Shen Zhi to look at the lights outside, but he didn't expect Wen Jiang to be called away by his boss, even Zheng Yuru It's a nominal errand, but because he has nothing to do, his brother dotes on him, and he refuses to let go of this matter. Zhao Shu picked up the thin wine on the table and poured it into his mouth with a troubled expression. This wine... Why...there's no smell of wine at all?

Zhao Shu stared at it for a while, and when Qing Niang came to refill the stove, she said, "Master Wen said that the young master should not drink alcohol after recovering from a serious injury, and he also knows that the young master drinks like drinking water, so he asked me to bring this sweet wine. Tasteless."

The New Year in Ningdu City is a year of burning fire. Someone once said with a joke that in Ningdu City, there are thousands of trees and thousands of lights during the New Year's Eve, and even the snow needs to be turned into rain. There is a street in Ningdu City that became famous because of it, even when the snow falls, the ground is still not covered with snow. Zhao Shu always likes to walk through the lights of this street, and find a few exquisite and novel lanterns to take back, even if he goes back late. He can always please his father, brother and mother.

"Young master, drink some medicine."

Wen Jiang coughed and dipped in the ink to write, but he coughed so badly that he couldn't even hold the pen. It took him a long time to calm down, "The winter in Ningdu is more difficult than Yizhou."

"Master Qing of Dali Temple, why don't we just push it away?" Song Qi couldn't bear to say, "How can you survive the long journey with your current appearance?"

Wen Jiang calmed down slightly, then picked up the pen and dipped the ink again to write, "Even if I don't agree, there will always be other things. The climate in Wuzhou is warmer, so it's more suitable in winter."

"Young master, the medicine is almost cold."

Wen Jiang frowned slightly, looked at the medicine that was still steaming white, and drank it in one gulp, but the whole mouth was filled with a disgusting bitter taste, it was just drinking poison to quench thirst. I don't know how long the heart can beat in my chest.

"Why did Dali Siqing suddenly remember what happened in Wuzhou?"

"The matter of Wuzhou was suppressed back then, and the dossiers were not very good-looking. Those people interrogated in Dali Temple a few days ago vaguely involved the old case of Wuzhou. Who knows when His Majesty will Will the old matter be brought up again, if something really happens at that time, it will not affect Dali Temple."

"But... wasn't that matter handled by the Marquis of Changning back then? The Marquis of Changning has always been very kind to His Majesty, and the Young Master is on good terms with this Young Master Zhao. Wouldn't it be good if the Young Master went there?"

Wen Jiang's pen paused, and he heard the sound of snow falling on the branches, "The snow is falling deeply."

Even though Song Qi has been by Wen Jiang's side for so many years, he still doesn't understand what their young master is planning in his heart. He still can't figure out why he is talking about Wuzhou's affairs, and why it involves snow again. .

"However, it was a good thing last time. Liang Yuan didn't follow Young Master like a fly."

Wen Jiang shook his head with a smile. Liang Yuan's mind was not that simple. He was originally a man of vindictiveness, but he was quiet for a while. He was paralyzed by Zhao Changxing, so he definitely wouldn't just be so silent. Just ate the evil fruit.

"Young master, just now Qingniang sent this box."

Wen Jiang stretched out his hand to take it, but he came a bit late. He glanced back at the foggy Ningdu City, that's all, let's talk when we come back.

Song Qi escorted Wen Jiang to board the boat. Ningdu had to go to Wuzhou by water. The weather has been fine recently, and the water is safe. After all, Wen Jiang, who has been ill for a long time, is different from others. No matter how stable the road is, his head will inevitably faint. Feeling dizzy, all these people in front of him turned into phantoms, and vaguely saw a figure in red dress passing by, Wen Jiang thought, he is really crazy, how can everyone look like Changyu?

Wen Jiang has always been generous to others, and he didn't want to disturb the interest of others, so he opened the door in a drowsy state. The cabin room was quite warm, but Wen Jiang almost fell headfirst, and held the door firmly with both hands. Stopped, "Changyu?"

Zhao Shu carefully helped him to the side of the bed, and poured water for him, "I wanted to give you a surprise, but I haven't been surprised yet, you almost fell down as soon as you entered the door, be careful, Why is your body getting worse?"

Even after drinking the hot water, Wen Jiang's complexion was still not much better. With Zhao Shu by his side, his mind became clearer, and he smiled, "But did you sneak out again?"

Wen Jiang's hands were terribly cold, and even Zhao Shu's face was not very good-looking, "Half and half, I finally begged my brother to let me go out."

"You..." Wen Jiang didn't need to think about it all, Zhao Changxing would never let him run out alone, probably Jin Chan escaped his shell and came here on the way.

"Stop talking, your complexion is too bad."

Wen Jiang's energy was indeed exhausted. Zhao Shu helped Wen Jiang to lie down and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Wen Jiang's consciousness was ups and downs in the darkness, as if he had returned to a certain snowstorm many years ago, only endless whiteness remained in front of his eyes, and there was no shadow of hope, and his whole body was almost numb with pain. , staggering forward in the wind and snow like a wooden man, where is he going?He doesn't know, where else can he go?There will always be a place for him in the world, but he just wants to do his best to survive...

There was darkness in front of him, as if he was trapped in the boundless darkness, the pain in his chest was like a fire, and blood flowed from his throat unceasingly, darkness was everywhere, where would tomorrow be, and suddenly he didn't know where it came from A little light shone in, those were eyes that he would never forget in his life, they were extremely pure...

It's just that it was dark again in a flash, he was like a puppet on the stage, being manipulated by a rope, even life and death were beyond his control, but he was Wen Jiang, a living person, even if he would rather die than compromise on this .

But for some reason, a boy's face appeared in front of him, his eyes were as pure as the eyes of countless midnight dreams that supported him to move forward, and there was another cough, and he felt a hazy feeling before he could see clearly. A warm object touched his forehead, and Wen Jiang subconsciously opened his eyes wide, meeting those extremely bright eyes.

The worry in the young man's eyes was quickly replaced by joy, which overflowed with joy, "Shenzhi, are you awake?"

"Chang...cough cough cough...Changyu..."

Zhao Shu hurriedly brought water to feed him, "Chenzhi, your illness is really scary. Suddenly, your whole body boils like a fire, and drinking medicine and cold compresses doesn't help. There is no one who knows medical skills, just thinking about what to do. Cooling down, your whole body suddenly became cold again..."

It was only then that Wen Jiang noticed that Zhao Shu was only wearing a lewd garment, and he was lying with him. Then he hugged him when he was sick and crying cold... The thought immediately burned his face generally.

Zhao Shu thought that his capricious illness was tossing again, so he quickly pressed his forehead to his forehead, "It's strange, I don't have a fever."

Wen Jiang coughed slightly in embarrassment, "Changyu, how long have I been asleep?"

"It's been a day, and the hot and cold can frighten people. Taking the medicine you usually drink doesn't work, but it makes people anxious to death."

If Song Qi heard it at this time, he would definitely say, more than that, young master, you are about to force others to come to the shore to find a doctor. If it weren't for the young master's illness, he held you in a daze and refused to let you go, I'm afraid you don't know where you are now. Where did it stop.

"Shenzhi, where are you going?"

Wen Jiang was taken aback, and said a little funny, "You don't even know where I'm going, why did you follow me?"

The little boy dangled his headband in boredom, "I just want to follow you."

Now it was Wen Jiang's turn to be at a loss, he cleared his throat after a long time and said, "I'm going to Wuzhou."

"Wuzhou?!" Zhao Shu's eyes lit up, "It's just right! I'll take you to see someone, who is quite skilled in medicine! He will definitely cure you!"

Wen Jiang's smile was a little weak, "I hope so."

Zhao Shu smiled and didn't know what he thought of, but the young master also twitched, "That... Shenzhi, is this yours?"

Zhao Shu took a Yulinglan pendant with exquisite workmanship from the side, "I...I picked it up on the ground at that time, and I think there is a Yu..."

The eyes could not stop looking forward, Wen Jiang smiled slightly, "It was for you, I didn't catch up with your birthday, I planned to go back and give it to you, a little thing, my mother said that Lily of the Valley is happy It’s a symbol, if you don’t dislike it.”

"I like it very much!" His birthday is on the Lantern Festival, and there are many people who come and go to give gifts every year. He sat in the yard with his chin resting on that day, thinking that Dali Temple is said to be very busy these days. He wanted to run to see Wen Jiang, but he still felt that he was already busy, so it was better not to bother him, so that Wen Jiang would have to spend his energy to accompany him. He thought that he didn't know his birthday, but he didn't expect Wen Jiang to give it back. He has prepared gifts, and when he arrives in Wuzhou, he must take Shen Zhi to cure his illness!The little boy secretly clenched his fists and said.

Wen Jiang's illness came without warning and was extremely ferocious, but when it went away, it was lingering and lingering. After five days on the boat, Wen Jiang never went out except on the first day when he came, every day Zhao Shu brought him food and told him some fun and interesting things he saw.

It was the first time for Zhao Shu to travel far away.