My historian is dying every day

Chapter 43 [The next official asks to see]

The dew moon meets the frost, and the early winter meets, and it is cloudy for two consecutive days.

Wen Yanzhi's headache eased slightly, thinking that he hadn't seen Qi Yu for two days, so he got up early to clean up, and went to the study to record history with the flower paper in his arms.Walking in the corridor, he felt his hands were cold, so he went back to the small courtyard, changed into a slightly thicker black-blue coat, put it on, and felt that the color didn't fit his eyes well, so he found another Xun coat in the box. The blue ones were changed, and it was only after rectifying in front of the mirror that it felt appropriate.

When he walked to the study, he saw Li Gengnian coming out of it, but he didn't smile when he saw him, he just raised his hand to say "Mr. Wen", and then hurried to the dark room.Since the news of Lu Er's death came a few days ago, the whole house seemed to have quieted down. When Wen Yanzhi went to the flower hall for dinner, he only saw Gong Zhiyuan, and there was no military personnel to accompany him.

He looked at Li Gengnian's back, frowned slightly, raised his hand and knocked on the door of the study: "Liu Shilang, please see me."

After a while, the person inside said in a deep voice, "Come in."

Wen Yanzhi opened the door and went in to salute. Seeing that Qi Yu was just buried in his criticism, he sat down at the round table with the flower paper in his arms.

This sitting lasted for an hour, and he wrote down all the recent events one by one, and Qi Yu didn't say a word.Naturally, it was impossible for him to disturb, but he had nothing to do, so he rubbed his hands and sat with his back straight.Sometimes he couldn't hold back, and turned his head to peek at Qi Yu, but Qi Yu seemed to have endless excerpts, and didn't even lift his head.

Wen Yanzhi's eyes fell on his hand, and he just stared at him for half an hour, but saw that Qi Yu's handbook was not changed, and he didn't even turn a page. After a while, he wrote a few words.

Wen Yanzhi: "...?"

This situation has been deadlocked until the servants come to treat them to lunch.

Qi Yu put down the booklet in his hand and sighed: "Then let's eat." After saying that, he stood up and went out first.

Wen Yan was taken aback, and hurriedly packed the flower notes and soft charcoal on the table into a cloth bag, and hurriedly followed behind him.

Qi Yu in front stopped suddenly, and Wen Yanzhi almost bumped into him.

"Wen Sheren, let's go back." Qi Yu slightly turned to the side, but did not look at Wen Yanzhi, "The dining room specially prepares meals and sends them to your room every day. If you are not feeling well, you will also go back to rest in the afternoon, so you don't need to come back."

After all, before Wen Yanzhi could reply, he had already led his servants around the corridor to the front hall.

Standing in the cold wind on the porch, Wen Yanzhi stared blankly at Qi Yu's back, blinking his eyes.

—Winsher?

At dusk, when the woman in the kitchen went to Wen Yanzhi's courtyard to collect the dishes again, seeing that the things on the table hadn't been touched much, she couldn't help saying: "My lord, but the food doesn't suit your taste?"

Wen Yanzhi sat at the table, as if he just came back to his senses, looked at the table of dishes, and said in a daze: "No. I just don't have much appetite."

While clearing the table, the woman said courteously: "The master has ordered, and must take good care of your meal. If there is something you don't like, you can just order it."

Wen Yanzhi agreed, and watched her pack up a bunch of things and take them out, then heard Gong Zhiyuan's voice from outside again, and asked the woman, "Didn't Mrs. Wen eat?" The woman answered, and Gong Zhiyuan hurriedly Walked in: "Brother Wen, I saw you didn't move your chopsticks much at noon. What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? Headache again?"

Wen Yanzhi stood up: "Brother Gong, it's okay, maybe I sleep and lie down for too long every day, and I can't eat that much."

Gong Zhiyuan thought about it, it made sense, so he asked: "Why don't I go out with Brother Wen? I've been here for many days, but I haven't gone out to see it. I don't know what Xuzhou looks like. It's famous for all kinds of operas here." Yes, if we can bump into each other when we go out, it would be nice to see one.”

Wen Yanzhi was silent for a while, then said: "That's fine."

Looking at his expression, Gong Zhiyuan seemed to have something on his mind, then he thought that he came to Wen Yanzhi's place to visit every day, but he didn't see Liu Shilang once, maybe the two of them had a bad relationship.But Wen Yanzhi didn't say anything about this kind of thing, and he couldn't bring it up on the spot. He just wanted to go out later and have a chance to talk to Wen Yanzhi.

So the two of them left the house together, and instead of taking the sedan chair, they just took the busy road and walked along to the river.

Xuzhou is built along the river, and the two banks are the most lively places.Wen Yanzhi was led by Gong Zhiyuan's sleeves to join in the fun, thinking back and forth about Qi Yu's behavior in the morning, he didn't care where he went. At this moment, he took two steps suddenly and raised his head, only to see that the top of his head was covered with red sleeves, hanging The banners raised were all written with words like "Spring Flowers" and "Begonia", and immediately blushed: "Brother Gong, you can't go here! The imperial court ordered officials not to patronize—"

"Haha, it seems that Brother Wen knows where this is. I still think that your eyes are only looking at sages, and your mouth and nose are not stained with fireworks." Gong Zhiyuan walked in front and laughed, "We are not staying here, look at the one behind you." Street." He raised his hand and pointed to a two-story building not far away, "Isn't there a word 'Baixi' written on it."

Wen Yanzhi quickly raised his eyes to have a look, and seeing that it was indeed the case, he felt relieved, and continued to let Gong Zhiyuan pull him over.When I entered the small building, I saw that it was very spacious. There was already a performance in the hall, and there were two ticket bills standing at the door to collect money. There were only a few common seats left, one tael of silver for one piece, tea and side dishes were paid separately, and only a plate was given away. melon seeds.

Wen Yanzhi wanted to take the money, but Gong Zhiyuan stopped him: "Brother Wen is in trouble, let me invite you to listen to the show to calm the shock." Then he took out two taels of silver, dragged Wen Yanzhi in, and took a seat at the back.

Wen Yanzhi pointed to a place closer to the middle and said: "Brother Gong, this building is on the top of Xieshan Mountain, and the echo in the middle must be more echoing. It's just for listening to an opera, why don't you sit forward?"

Gong Zhiyuan was taken aback, nodded immediately, and said shamelessly: "Brother Wen is still knowledgeable." Then he moved over and sat down with Wen Yanzhi, thinking that Wen Yanzhi is really a son of a family, he must be used to listening to operas to know that the location is good , sighed involuntarily.

The waiter in the store put the melon seeds on, Gong Zhiyuan ordered two cups of tea, thinking that Wen Yanzhi didn't have dinner, he added two more pastries.A few small dishes were served from time to time, and the workmanship was very exquisite, as if this place was a prestigious place in Xuzhou City, so they stumbled upon it by mistake.

Wen Yanzhi held the teacup, ate two pastries, and watched the actors in the hall perform the act of swallowing knives and walking fire, and the audience in the hall were excited, but they were stunned by themselves.Gong Zhiyuan sat next to him and said hello a few times. Seeing that he really looked worried, he had no choice but to push the pastry in front of him again: "Brother Wen, you'd better eat two pieces for the bottom, so as not to be hungry at night."

Wen Yanzhi came back to his senses and responded, but there was a training in the family, "When a gentleman is outside, he can only eat three meals and a cup of tea", so he could only eat the last cake, so he said nothing and didn't move.

There was a clamor of people around, all applauding for the hall, Gong Zhiyuan faced the taciturn Wen Yanzhi, and had to sigh over this matter: "Brother Wen, what's the matter with you and Liu Shilang?"

Wen Yanzhi immediately shook his head: "It's nothing."

"Liu Shilang hasn't come to see you for two days, why?" Gong Zhiyuan ate a piece of cake, "Didn't you go to the study this morning, did you have a fight?"

Wen Yanzhi shook his head, and was about to speak when someone patted his shoulder, and a sticky voice said: "Hey, my lord, this is our seat."

The two looked up, only to see three idle dudes standing behind Wen Yanzhi, looking at them aggressively at the moment.

Gong Zhiyuan clapped his hands in his heart, it turned out that it wasn't that Wen Yanzhi would find a good seat, but that this place was originally a good seat and had already been booked.He immediately stood up with Wen Yanzhi, let the three people sit down, it would cause trouble, and gave them another plate of untouched pastries, said sorry, was about to change seats, but saw that everyone around them was sitting again It was full and there was nowhere to sit.

Gong Zhiyuan searched around with a headache, but when he looked up to the second floor, he was taken aback: "Hey, hey, Brother Wen, look at that, isn't it Guard Li!"

Wen Yanzhi was stunned, and looked over, only to see Li Gengnian standing on the edge of the railing, holding the sword in his hand, among the best seats on the second floor.Looking from here is Li Gengnian's profile, facing Shen Youfang and two other strange middle-aged people, looking beside him, although there is a figure blocked by Li Gengnian's body, a purple back is exposed.

Wen Yanzhi missed a beat in his heart.

Gong Zhiyuan let out a "huh": "What a coincidence, Liu Shilang is also here!"

Wen Yanzhi pinched Gong Zhiyuan's sleeve and was about to go out, but he turned too hastily and stepped on a foot without paying attention.

The dandy in the seat who patted him on the shoulder yelled, stood up angrily and pushed Wen Yanzhi: "You came here on a special trip today to please Grandpa, right?"

Now everyone around looked over, Gong Zhiyuan quickly stopped in front of Wen Yanzhi: "Young master, you have something to say, but it was all unintentional just now, please forgive me."

Wen Yanzhi blushed, and hurriedly cupped his hands to the dude: "I'm sorry, sorry, I offended you, young master." He wanted to leave quickly, so he took out two pieces of broken silver and put them on the table, "Drink tea, everyone. I can't stop." Then he pulled Gong Zhiyuan and wanted to leave again.

The one who was stepped on got up and grabbed Wen Yanzhi's neckline: "You have no money as a grandfather? Who is grandfather, and you need money from a poor man to drink tea? You don't even urinate to show your virtue!"

"Who are you calling a jerk!" Gong Zhiyuan was enraged by this remark, and tried his best to push that dude——

However, it did not push.

"Oh, the young master is quite strong! Hahahaha!" The three of them almost burst out laughing, Gong Zhiyuan's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, and the surroundings were also laughing loudly. They stopped watching Baixi and all looked over.At this time Wen Yanzhi glanced upstairs, and saw that crimson figure was still sitting there with his back turned to this side, as if he didn't know what was going on at all.

The three people in front of them were still talking about something, but they couldn't reach Wen Yanzhi's ears. At this moment, they just put on a straight face, and said in a deep voice to the one holding his collar: "Let go."

The dude saw that Wen Yanzhi was thin and handsome, and thought he was easy to bully, so he grabbed him even harder: "Grandpa won't let him go, hehe, if you respectfully beg Grandpa to say, 'Grandpa, please forgive me', you will be in front of Grandpa." Kowtow, Grandpa will let you go."

Gong Zhiyuan hadn't had time to speak, but Wen Yanzhi laughed slightly behind him, and asked seriously: "Kowtow? You can afford it?"

"What did you say?" Wen Yanzhi was taken a step closer by that dandyish look, and he pushed Gong Zhiyuan away, "I can't afford to be grandpa? A joke! Do you know who grandpa is?"

Wen Yanzhi let him pull the hem of his clothes, still with the same rigid look: "No matter who you are, you can't afford it."

As soon as the words fell, everyone around took a breath of cold air.The dandy yelled angrily, grabbed a porcelain plate next to him and was about to throw it over, Gong Zhiyuan only had time to stand in the middle, at this moment he heard a voice from the side: "Wait a minute, Mr. Zhang!"

The dandy paused, followed the sound impatiently, and when he saw the speaker, his expression became respectful, and he quickly put down Wen Yanzhi's collar: "Oh, Boss Shen! Are you here to listen to the opera too? Qiao Qiao Qiao!"

Gong Zhiyuan turned his head, and saw that it was indeed Shen Youfang who was walking quickly, and was asking Wen Yanzhi, "Wen—Is your lord alright?"

Standing beside him, Wen Yanzhi brushed off his shirt, and said with a cold face, "I'm fine."

Shen You smiled plainly in the direction of Mr. Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, this Mr. Wen is my friend. If you offend me, please look at Haihan."

Standing in front of Shen You, that young master seemed to have changed his face, and said embarrassingly: "It's easy to say, I was impulsive, and I offended you! I hope Boss Shen and this... Mr. Wen, don't blame me." !"

Wen Yanzhi clasped his fists and thanked Shen Youfang: "Please trouble Mr. Shen to make the siege, Mr. Shen still has important matters to come, Mr. Wen is inconvenient to disturb, please thank you at another time."

Shen Youfang waved his hand: "It's a little effort, no need to worry about it."

Gong Zhiyuan also bid farewell properly, and rushed out of the theater after Wen Yan.

After Shen Youfang and Mr. Zhang talked in two dialects, they climbed up the stairs to the private seat on the second floor, and clasped fists at the two middle-aged people present: "I'm sorry, I was Shen's friend just now."

He said this, his eyes passed by Qi Yu faintly, and he was surprised: Obviously Wen Yan's disappearance that day, Liu Shilang was tight than anyone else. Today Wen Yanzhi had an accident below. , how could he sit still like this?

--in argument?

He asked Li Gengnian next to him with his eyes.

Li Gengnian shook his head at him: I don't know, I really don't know.

Shen You sat down at his convenience, and was about to continue talking about the reconstruction of the river channel just now, but Qi Yu, who was sitting opposite, suddenly put down the teacup in his hand.

"Master Shen," Qi Yu said lightly.

Shen Youfang: "Hey, what's the matter."

Qi Yu smiled very warmly, and raised his chin to signal the audience: "Just now, who is that Mr. Zhang?"

Shen Youfang's heart felt cold, and he secretly held a Buddha for that young master.

——Sure enough, it's not that I didn't report, it's just that the time hasn't come yet.

The author has something to say: Huang Sang activates the skill "The Emperor's Wrath"

The dude and the three were critically hit by [-] points and fled down the road.

"Huang Sang double kill!"

"triplekill!"

"killing spread!"

"Huang Sang is the best in the game!"

"The enemy has been wiped out!"

[Chat box] Huang Sang: How dare you touch my man, you want to die!

[Chat box] Huang Sang instructed Li Gengnian: kill another round.

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