"I just brought some bandages and asked the palace if there was any gold sore medicine."
Aunt Chen was used to being rough. If this wound happened to her, she would just flush it with water without delaying her work. She asked Yan Li to ask for medicine by himself. Yan Li glanced at Si Yiluo and lowered his head to get up.
Si Yiluo didn't think much, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and said: "Specially made gold sore medicine, use it sparingly."
Yan Li covered the wound, afraid that his own blood would stain the medicine bottle, and he couldn't free his hand to catch it. Si Yiluo directly scooped up a ladle of water to rinse the blood on his hand, sprinkled it with golden sore medicine, and then poured it from Aunt Chen's hand.
He took the bandage in his hand.
The wound was bandaged before he felt any pain.
This technique...the designed tears were still brewing in his eyes, and Si Yiluo had already turned around and started working.
Seeing Yu Mo's gloating expression, he glared at him.
"Sir, I want to learn to ride a horse." Wei Chen timidly put forward his request, fearing that she would misunderstand, so he hurriedly added, "Let Brother Gongxi teach me..."
It was still early and the ingredients were almost ready. Si Yiluo, not Zhou Papi, simply waved his hand and said: "You can go and have fun by yourselves. Don't go too far."
Wei Chen happily ran to Gong Xiyun. Although Gong Xiyun said something vicious and always showed that he looked down on them, he was actually not that kind of person. He felt it was unfair just like himself when he first learned about his life experience.
, just unhappy.
The two of them were teaching and learning, which seemed very interesting. It was rare for them to go out for a break, so Yu Mo was confused whether to continue to stay with Si Yiluo and find time to get close to each other, or to go with them.
Yan Li had the same idea as him.
There is no way, the adults in his family can't seduce her. No matter how many ways they have learned to seduce her, they are all exhausted now. There is really no way.
But I don’t want to give up the opportunity to another person.
The two of them looked at each other, but neither of them spoke easily. It wasn't until Si Yiluo lay back on the grass, picked up a book and put it on his face to take a nap that they stood up in tacit agreement.
Being warmed all over by the sun is a very happy thing.
Si Yiluo recalled that when he was a child, as long as there was sunshine in winter, the women in the neighborhood would find a leeward place, gather together to bask in the sun, chat, and do some needlework.
The topics of discussion were whose men worked where and how much money they earned, and what naughty things their children did...
Leisurely and comfortable.
"Where is Zhang Jin?" Suddenly thinking of not seeing him this morning, Si Yiluo grabbed the book off his face and asked Aunt Chen, "I haven't seen him in several days."
Aunt Chen lit a fire, poured oil into the pot, stir-fried the spices, sizzled, and poured the blanched and chopped chicken into pieces. Smoke was coming out of the iron pot.
As she flipped through the pages, she said: "I go out to attend banquets every day. I say I want to gather information, so I go to the kitchen in the morning to find something to eat so I can see him once."
"He still dares to go out!" Si Yiluo joked with a smile, "He sent two officials from the Ministry of Etiquette to jail before he even entered the examination room, and he was not afraid that others would put small shoes on him and frame him!"
The fact that Zhuo Wen missed his test paper six years ago was suppressed by all parties, which shows that Zhuo Wen exerted his efforts in the middle. Zhuo Wen, the Minister of Rites, was not divided into party groups on the surface, but because his daughter married King Rong, he was placed on the throne.
He wears the hat of King of Honor Party.
King Rong has been depressed recently. Others thought he had lost Emperor Yao's trust, but they didn't expect that he still had the ability to hold down the person who was adding insult to injury.
Si Yiluo knew the inside story, and he should be considered Wei Heyan's man secretly, but both parties used the relationship, thinking that they were the masters, and the relationship was not so pure, and each got what they wanted.
So she wasn't that worried about Zhang Jin.
"Who says it isn't?"
Aunt Chen added soup to the pot and simmered it. She picked up the mixed cornmeal, shaped it into a cake shape and placed it around the edge of the pot. She also placed a grate on top for steaming the steamed buns.
This is how we cook during marches and wars. Stewing it in one pot not only saves firewood, but also saves trouble.
Seeing a black dot approaching rapidly from a distance, Chang Jinchan took the lead. Shen Moran smiled and said: "It seems that my cousin is going to win."
Zhou Zhan threw the forked fish into the bucket and looked behind her. He didn't see anyone for a long time and felt something was wrong.
From a distance, I heard her shouting: "Oh no, King Rong has been assassinated——"
Because they were far away, no one could hear what she was shouting. It wasn't until she came closer, breathing heavily, that she said after a long while: "His Royal Highness, Prince Rong, was assassinated! Right in front, dead. Many people died!"
"Where?"
Chang Jinchan didn't have time to think, so she answered whatever Si Yiluo asked.
"In the Merlin ahead, there is a valley after passing it."
Before Si Yiluo got on his horse, he said: "Gong Xiyun, protect everyone!"
The number of people she brought was originally small. Only Gong Xiyun here had acceptable martial arts skills, and Zhou Zhan brought guards, so she didn't need to worry too much, but Aunt Chen and the others' safety needed to be guaranteed.
"Isn't His Royal Highness Prince Rong grounded?" Shen Moran and Zhou Zhan looked at each other, "Cousin, please speak slowly."
Chang Jinchan calmed down, but looked frightened.
"I don't know either. We were horse racing, and suddenly a bloody man blocked our way. He said that His Royal Highness Prince Rong had been assassinated. We went over to take a look, and the killer came towards us. Chen Zhuo and Xiang Yun broke up and asked me to come back to report the news. , I didn’t see who was King Rong, but I saw a carriage..."
Gong Xiyun was teaching Wei Chen how to ride a horse, so he called Yu Mo and Yan Li back, and the guards of Prince Zhan's Mansion were also on full alert.
"What should we do now?"
Chang Jinchan's mouth was dry from running, so she drank some water and wiped the spilled water stains with her sleeves.
They have a lot of guards with them, so they can't mess up their position at this time.
"You should take a rest first."
Shen Moran helped her sit on the mat, and Chang Jinchan asked doubtfully: "No, cousin, why are you not afraid at all? The situation is very critical! What if those killers come after us?"
"No matter how critical the situation is, it's useless to be anxious. There are so many guards around us, we can just wait for news."
Zhou Zhan ordered: "Yinyue, take a few people with you to see the situation."
The couple looked at each other again. King Rong was assassinated. They didn't know about it. They didn't know about it. They didn't send anyone to help. Emperor Yao was worried that he couldn't find a reason to criticize them...
"But Your Highness..."
Yinyue was worried, Zhou Zhan affirmed his tone.
"Go ahead."
There were enough guards around him, and he still had the ability to protect himself. Yin Yue, who knew the inside story, responded, ordered five people to get on their horses, and ran in the direction directed by Chang Jinchan.
The plum blossoms have fallen a long time ago, and a layer of withered yellow petals on the ground are mixed in the mud. Just in line with the poem, they turn into spring mud to protect the flowers.
But the blood stains dyed the yellow petals red, and they passed through the plum forest and came to the valley that Chang Jinchan talked about. In the valley, several corpses were lying on the ground, and the dilapidated carriages were full of arrows.
The sound of fighting was not far away, and the woman's panicked shouts made people's hearts tremble.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you okay?"
King Rong was hit by an arrow in the chest, and only Han Yu was wounded and resisting. With Chen Zhuo and Xiang Yun joining in, they could breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing Si Yiluo, Han Yu seemed to have seen a savior.
"Master Si!"
The killer slashed at Si Yiluo. Si Yiluo pulled out his sword and cut off the opponent's weapon with a bang. He put his foot on the opponent's chest and kicked the person away. The person vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out.
There were about ten killers. Si Yiluo opened a hole and rushed to King Rong's side. Xiang Yun and Chen Zhuo blocked the attack for her so that she could lower her head and check the injuries on King Rong's chest.