The gentle breeze on the spring night makes people drunk.

When the blazing light from the campfire turns dark red.

Everyone returned to the room where the bedding had been laid out to rest contentedly.

Jia Cong waited for the entire courtyard to quiet down.

Only then did he follow the steps Zhongqin had directed him to enter the hospital.

He took Zheng Duofu and tiptoed into Tian Bo's courtyard.

He was always a little worried.

Once these Frankenstein monsters start working, they will become as if they don't recognize each other.

He has seen a lot in his later life.

Sure enough, when I walked to the studio door.

He began to arrange for the servants to deliver roasted lamb, mutton soup and rice.

It was still placed at the door of the studio without moving.

It has already been completely cold.

The studio was still brightly lit.

The two young attendants were sitting in front of the studio door and taking a nap.

Jia Cong gently pushed them to wake up.

He lowered his voice and said: "Heat the food and eat it quickly so that you can rest."

"Every office in the hospital is open, no one is required to guard the door."

The young attendant rubbed his eyes and saw it was Jia Cong.

I quickly bowed.

"Little prince, why are you here at this time?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "I'm not worried, come and take a look."

"Go and eat quickly, have you been hungry for a long time?"

The two young men smiled but said nothing.

Carrying the barbecue meal brought by Jia Cong, he went into the kitchen to heat it up.

Then go into the room to eat and prepare to rest.

Jia Cong stood outside the studio door, tilting his ears and listening inward.

I could vaguely hear the sound of banging and polishing things coming from inside.

For a moment it was "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!"

For a moment it was "Chi chi chi!"

It seems that the two of them are dividing the work and cooperating, each with his own busy schedule.

Jia Cong smiled slightly and did not go in to disturb the two of them from their work.

Sitting cross-legged at the door, silently looking at the dark night in trance.

I don’t know how long it has been.

Jia Cong's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the banging sound in the studio continued.

The windows were still brightly lit, as if he had never taken a nap.

Zheng Duofu gently pushed the studio door, but it was bolted from the inside.

He lowered his voice and said, "Third Master, I guess Young Master Yang and Master Tian won't have any rest tonight."

"Why don't you come over tomorrow and have a look?"

Jia Cong couldn't enter the studio, so he had to go back and rest first.

Just entered the courtyard gate here.

He saw Qi Youlu's ice sword unsheathed, his arms folded, leaning on the corridor and waiting for him.

White clothes beat the snow, and the spring breeze blows on my face.

The whole courtyard was silent.

Several lanterns swayed gently in the gentle breeze.

When Jia Cong saw this scene, he thought of Ximen Chuixue for no reason.

I couldn’t help laughing immediately.

He lowered his voice and laughed: "Brother Youlu, what kind of peerless swordsman are you pretending to be?"

Qi Youlu looked at Jia Cong and pouted.

"Running out in the middle of the night without saying a word and not telling anyone!"

"My father-in-law is worried, he asked me to wait here for you to come back!"

"Who wants to pretend to be a peerless swordsman!"

"Isn't it nice to sleep with a high pillow?"

They rested in two courtyards, with Xiao Cuier welcoming the spring and enjoying the spring and others next door.

Jia Cong quickly lowered his head and looked at the Western pocket watch.

"Oops!"

"It's almost time to be ugly. Brother Youlu, go and have a rest!"

Said and entered the room.

The next day.

When Jia Cong got up, it was already bright.

Through the wall, I could hear the sound of Xiao Cuier going fishing in La Yongtai.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

"Uncle San and Brother Cong haven't gotten up yet."

"Brother Youlu went to the mountains early in the morning to practice martial arts."

"How about we go fishing by ourselves?"

Emperor Yongtai said cheerfully: "Okay, wait until you come back from catching a big fish and ask the cook to make fish soup for you!"

He has a paranoid interest in all kinds of fish-related activities.

Such as fishing.

For example, fishing.

For example, going into the water to catch fish...

When Jia Cong heard that only his grandfather and grandson went to the river to fish.

How can I rest assured?

He quickly shouted through the window: "Grandpa, Xiao Cui'er, don't be anxious, wait for me to go with you!"

Xiao Cuier clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Brother Cong, grandpa and I will wait for you by the river!"

"Just take your time."

Jia Cong hurriedly got up and asked Zheng Duofu to comb his hair.

Feng's mother, Tongyun Xianyue, was next door, and he was too lazy to call her.

After washing up, I ran to the Liangshui River.

From a distance, I saw an old man and a young child, sitting upright on the river beach.

One person is holding a fishing rod in his hand.

I don’t know how I arranged it for my cheap guy Qian’er.

Even the fishing rod is equipped.

Dai Quan half-bowed and guarded Emperor Yongtai.

There is also a wooden barrel.

Jia Cong raised his hand and tapped his forehead.

He forgot about Dai Quan again.

If he had known that a top expert like Dai Quan was guarding him, he would have been able to sleep longer.
To be continued...