For Song's gratitude, Ji Yunshu said: "You should have helped us right, if not you, we do not have a convenient place to settle down."

Song: "That's what I should do."

Then, Jingrong took a bag of heavy silver from his sleeve, tucked into Songtou's hand, and said, "Song, son, take it."

uh?

Song felt that his hands were hot, and quickly shrank his hand back.

Refuse: “It cannot be made, it cannot be made.”

“Take it.”

"I can't, Mr. Jing, you have helped me a lot, I can't do this money, you can't take it back."

As he spoke, he took a few steps back.

Fear of using "force" to force yourself to take it.Jingrong said: "This silver two for us, is just a piece of silver, but now you will try to be close, you need to use money in a lot of places, then there are temple trials, many places are to spend money, you are afraid that the silver on your body is not much, can not be strangled with the belt to live?Now

It is the critical period, can not endure, this silver, can make you more comfortable, peace of mind exam."

He wants to run the silver again.But Song stopped the iron heart can not be: "Thank you for the kindness of Jingzi, but I must not want this money!"In fact, the money on me is really enough, Jingzi do not have to worry, not to mention, you all the way to leave Hu Yi, you need to use money more than I, or keep it yourself, this time.

I took it all, I took it.”

Repeatedly rebuffed.

There is no such thing as being able to do so, so be it.

That night, Song stopped to go to Ji Yunshu.

When she saw that the door was still open, she knocked.

Ji Yunshu was sitting in the two cannon boxes to sort out his own.

One is filled with paint.

An anatomical tool with a variety of knives.

She saw Song stop standing at the door: “Come in.”“

Song stopped with a warm in.

Put it on the table and say, "I see that the weather is very cold at night, and you will be driving out of the city tomorrow morning, and you will make a warm hot one for you, and you will drink a bowl of Jizi, and you will be more comfortable tomorrow morning."

Ji Yunshu put a knife in his hand into the box and wiped his hand.

Take up the bowl of soup: "I didn't expect Song Gongzi, you are so hearty."

“Actually, I’m used to it.”

He smiled and took a sip of heat.

I have to say that Song's craft is very good, better than the kitchen craftsmanship invited in the house.

Song looked at her without blinking.

Since knowing that Ji Yunshu was a woman, when he faced her, there was always a throb in his heart.

He panicked.

One more night, Jie Yunshu is about to leave.

Don’t talk about how much he doesn’t care.

Ji Yunshu saw that he had been staring at himself, but he did not feel strange, but asked curiously, "I don't know that Song Gongzi's heart can have a favorite girl?"

Song has always been a very thin-skinned person.

When asked this way, his cheeks suddenly red and lowered his head: "Jiu Yu said and laughed, I often deal with books, where did I contact what woman?"

"Your condition is really good."

“Laughter and laugh.”

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Ji Yunshu did not continue the topic, suddenly remembered a thing and asked: "In fact, there is one thing, I am still more curious."

“What is it?”

“It’s about you.”

“Me?”Song stopped to be surprised, holding a finger poking himself.

What is he curious about?

He is a poor man of the red fruit, the front is unobstructed, and the face is the same.

Ji Yunshu put down the warm heat in his hand and said, "In Yiwu, everyone said that you are a talent, I also read the poem you wrote, if you call it second, no one in the world today can call the first, so talented, why did you give up writing poetry, but instead write a playbook?"

I remember not asking this question for the first time.

Song sighed: "The past... don't mention it."

For the reason, he never said.

In the past few years, he has been asked, every time he smiles, or casually put a few words.

Again, I asked inconvenuously!

Song doesn’t say, it has to be done.

Seeing that the time was not too early, Song stopped no longer bothering, and said goodbye to Ji Yunshu a few words.

It's out.

The next day.

Early in the morning, the people got into the carriage.

Before Song came to say goodbye, he left.

Before leaving, the scene left the bag of silver yesterday.

After the discovery of Song, his heart was very touched and very sad.

He stood at the door with silver, looking at the direction of the gate of the city.

“Peace along the way.”

...

In the winter morning, the cold wind shines on the heart like a knife.

It’s like shaveting the skin on your body.

Despite this, the early morning of Gaoding City is still very lively, the day is not yet bright, many vendors have entered the city, on both sides of the street filled with booths.

Along the way, the smell of hot buns also filled the street all day.

Make people talk.

A simple carriage passed through the downtown and reached the city gate.

He was stopped by the guards at the gate.

"The carriage can't get out of town today."

What is it?

Riding on the horse asked, “Why?”

"Last night, the wind fell several large trees on the official road, and the hillside collapsed again, and there was water everywhere, and if you could walk, you could pass, but the carriage could not pass."

They can’t do without a car.

How is it better to be in the field?

He looked through the curtain to the scene in the carriage and asked, “Daughter, how to deal with it?”

Open the curtains and look ahead.

The two frowned to one piece: "It seems that today is not going to leave."

porch: “Shouldn’t we go back?”

He raised his hand: "No need to disturb Song, let's find an inn to stay, wait for the official road to clean up, and then go."

“Yes.”

Then the car turned around.

I found a nearby inn.

The people got out of the carriage and asked for a few rooms.

When Ji Yunshu went up the stairs, he bumped into a man who hurried downstairs.

She ate her shoulder sorely, her body fell back, and fortunately stood behind her shoulder and waist.

At the same time, something fell out of the dress.

“Shut up” one.

The sound is loud.

One of them saw that a dagger fell at the foot of Ji Yunshu.

The man quickly bent over to pick it up and hurried into his sleeve.

And then downstairs.

Ji Yun Shu couldn't help but frowning.

Some are curious.

The man was in a Confucian shirt, wearing a school cap, and a look was to come to participate in the test of the stupor.

But obviously a student, why carry a short knife?

Moreover, the general students hold the pen, the cocoon is on the finger, but just now when the man picked up the knife, Ji Yunshu found that his cocoon is in the palm of his hand!

It looks like the hands of a person who works all the time.But the jade dipei on the waist of a man is worth a city, naturally not a laborer.