"Cough cough cough..." Qin Sheng suddenly held the table and coughed softly.

"Master!" Jin Yao immediately stepped forward and held him, and handed him a soft veil.

Qin Sheng took the veil and gently wiped the corners of his lips. After another muffled cough, he took the veil.

There was an extremely clear dark red on the veil.

"Master!" Jin Yao's pupils shrank, his voice rose up, and he was about to call people.

"It's nothing, it's just that I went back to Mobei to visit him. I've caught a cold. Old Jin can't come back now, so why bother Aunt Jin?" Qin Sheng pinched his wrist and signaled that Jin Yao didn't panic.

He sat down slowly.

"Last time, I did not agree with you going to the Yongtung Land to explore again. Kaguya Ji was Gong Shaochen's man and learned from the great wizard of the Hejin people. Now the Hejin people and the Japanese people are in a mess. They are in the Central Plains. If you do it yourself, you should break it separately. They must not be your opponent. Why set up a plan to lure them to Mobei? You clearly know that Mobei is not your blessed place!" Jin Yao searched for medicine and water and served Qin Sheng carefully, and couldn't help but whisper.

Looking at Qin Sheng's delicate face, Jin Yao felt depressed and painful in his heart, and he could hardly bear it.

Mobei is the forbidden place in the hearts of Yaosi Wuwei, especially the Yongtou bury all their past, which is easy to touch.

A few days ago, the third master personally made a plan. Although he killed Kaguya Hime at one time, seriously injured the great wizard, he got the map in the hands of the Ryujima people, completely seducing Hayamore's ambitions, allowing him and Hayao Qinning to completely break up for the Khan position, and civil strife in Mobei began to break up.

But I was injured again, and encountered heavy snow in Mobei again, and caught a cold wind.

After returning, he broke through the Tang family's underground palace without stopping. After all the hard work, his body was greatly empty, but I was afraid that the old injury of that year had relapsed.

Jin Yao was taking Qin Sheng's pulse and felt anxious. He knew that Qin Sheng's body looked better than anyone else, but in fact he was most afraid of dampness and coldness. The internal injuries recurred every year, but he never thought that it would recur so much that he actually saw blood!

Qin Sheng took the medicine, closed his eyes to rest, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "I am used to cutting weeds and removing roots in my work... cough... why... I have to... I have a long night and dreams."

Seeing him, Jin Yao wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, he clenched his fists tightly, without saying much, and just whispered: "Yes."

No one can stop what the third master wants to do.

But he felt an unknown feeling in his heart.

He always felt that the Third Master was too...working, and the Third Master had always kept the promise of never letting the great people offend the border for the Sky Eagle Camp in the eternal tundra.

But I always try it slowly.

But I don’t know why I have been doing this so hard over the years.

He looked at the person leaning against the chair and seemed to be asleep quietly, a little confused, but also a little clear, and mixed with the mood.

Maybe...it's finally related to that person?

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Three years later

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"Duckling, the fresh roast duck method from Shangjing! The fragrant roast duck cost ten cents per leg!"

"Don't miss it when you walk by, fresh mountain goods are here!"

"Fresh fruits are sold cheaply!"

“….”

Every month, it is the market day in the town. People from all over the countryside come to sell goods from all directions. The sun is about to set, and it is still very lively.

"Uncle Cao, your silk is not very good. The materials you spun like this cannot be sold at the price." In the lively market, a pretty woman led two Western Region women to occupy a stall.

The woman was wearing a linen and plain clothes, her long black hair was simply wrapped with a plain silver carved Pisces hairpin on her head, and her sleeves were tidy, revealing a small piece of delicate and white wrist, as if she was young, but her face was smart and her big eyes were bright.

The old man who came to sell silk smiled bitterly: "My old woman is in poor health. She has been busy taking care of her these days. She neglected the effort of taking care of silkworms. It is inevitable that she is a little negligent. Xiaoyu's boss is also an acquaintance. This time my silk is really not very good. Do you think you would have to spend two dollars on each pound of silk?"

He looked at the woman with some anxiety. Although the jade embroidery workshop is not big, the things that come out are very gimmicks, which are of good quality and low price. All the wealthy families like it. Not to mention the juren's house in the town, even the wife of the county magistrate likes her fabrics and embroidery.

The most important thing is that this Xiaoyu boss is very fair in collecting silk, never owes payment for goods, and is very happy in doing things, and everyone is willing to sell goods to her.

Xiaoyu looked at the old man Cao in front of him, and saw that he rubbed his hands with a little uneasy expression. There was still a little sadness and fatigue between his eyebrows, but it didn't look like he was lying. So he pondered and smiled: "I always believe in Mr. Cao's silk. If there is a problem this time, it's understandable. I'll still charge your silk at the old price."

When the old man Cao heard this, he immediately frowned and said, "How can this make me pay for you? I, the old man Cao, never loses my conscience in doing things."

"I know, I don't know where Mr. Cao's character is. It's just that I have known you for many years. My mother-in-law is sick. Whether it's a partner or a junior, I should visit her. But I'm too busy and have no time to see her. The extra money is a gift for me to visit my mother-in-law, so I'll let my mother-in-law take care of her. After I finish my work, I'll go see her!" Xiaoyu interrupted Old Man Cao with a smile, and signaled to the woman on the side to bring her a bag of money.

"Give it." Huo Erniang had already finished weighing the silk, and handed the silver bags to Old Man Cao.

Old man Cao held a bag of silver, his eyes were a little red, he looked at Xiaoyu and said stubbornly: "Anyway, I will only charge you half the price next time."

As he said that, he put away the silver bag and turned around and left.

Chu Yu looked at the stubborn old man's back and wanted to laugh.

"You are always so kind-hearted, what else can you do in business?" Huo Sanniang held a string of candied haws and handed them to Chu Yu and Huo Erniang.

Chu Yu took it, licked the candied haws, and said with a smile: "My generosity depends on people. If Old Man Cao is a slut and has a bad character, he will not give him a good price, but he is a honest person, and Silk has always been good Silk. Now his old lady is sick and needs money. We do business and make convenience with others and also give ourselves convenience. We are kind and kind, of course, can we have favors?

Huo Erniang remembered the stubborn look of Old Man Cao and couldn't hide her gratitude to Chu Yu in her eyes, and the words she said before leaving, so she nodded deeply and sighed: "It's still the people of Central Plains who are treacherous!"

Chu Yu gave her a blank look: "This is called wisdom, not treacherous."

While talking, I suddenly saw Old Man Cao coming back again, looking at Chu Yu, looking at him as if he wanted to speak but stopped.

When Huo Erniang saw this, she smiled: "Uncle Cao, what else is there? Is there any silk sale?"

Old man Cao hesitated for a while, and hesitantly said with a stuttering face: "That... I almost forgot that there is another thing... Miss Xiaoyu hasn't gotten married yet, how about Gui Geng?"

When Chu Yu heard this, his smile froze.

However, the Huo sisters were all interested, and Huo Sanniang immediately stepped forward: "Oh, Mr. Cao, you are not going to introduce your partner to my lady, but my lady is asking to go back to the door!"

Chu Yu: "Cough cough..."

Although she thought so, she also met many guys who were eating a meal in the Yuxiufang and even found out that Brother Yi wanted to kill money, so she had a break in the past two years.

Old man Cao stammered: "That...I...I know...it's...my cousin has a son, and now he is also a scholar-in-law. However, my cousin and sister-in-law have passed away long ago. The child's parents have both died, but he has fame and fortune..."

"Haha!" Huo Sanniang sneered before he could finish his words: "Your nephew has the reputation of being a Juren, but it's because the court provided insufficient rice and silver, and was so poor that he planned to pawn the money to attend the autumn examination. He wanted to change the travel expenses by himself?"

As she said that, she glanced at Huo Erniang and Chu Yu, and sneered - Who said that Old Man Cao is a genuine person? This is what Da Qiufeng is coming.

Chu Yu gave Huo Sanniang a blank look in disagreement, trying to explain Huo Sanniang's mean words to Old Man Cao.

But he didn't expect that Old Man Cao blushed: "I...I...No. My cousin and cousin passed away the year before yesterday, and my nephew lost his idea of ​​fame and fortune, put down the sages, took over the family business. Now there are mountains, fields, and grain and oil shops in the family, and they are well-managed. However, after being filial and disguised, they will be old and want to marry a virtuous wife. He always listened to me and asked me to ask."

When Huo Sanniang heard this, he looked at Huo Erniang and became interested in it in an instant: "Oh, this is a bit interesting. How is that little boy looking and figure, but he is still a young man... uh... he is a woman who has never had a woman. Do you really plan to get in the door?"

Although the people of the Yuan Dynasty are open, the Huo sisters' "interest" still scared the old man Cao. He stuttered: "This... this, my nephew is one of the best in our town. Xiaoyu's home can see it for himself... the backwards... the backwards... the backwards... the next..."

Old Man Cao's face looked a little weird, and he couldn't say anything at once.

Looking at Old Man Cao's hesitation, Chu Yu smiled helplessly: "Uncle Cao, go back, I don't have the intention to get married now. My face is tender, but it must be older than your nephew."

She is now in her twenties, which young man has never married at this age?

She had already decided to be an independent female household in the morning. If she had to live in someone else's name, why would she have planned to get a female household for herself with Brother Yi?

Huo Sanniang also saw that Chu Yu was distracted by the matter, so she put her hips on her hips and smiled lazily: "Yes, my lady doesn't like poor scholars. If she likes scholars, then Brother Yi is gentle enough. How can she find any other candidates?"

Although Feng Yi had no fame, she knew that if Feng Yi went to the imperial examination, it would be no surprise that he would get a top scholar.

Old man Cao was stunned and looked at Chu Yu unwillingly: "Little Fish boss..."

"Little Fish, have you finished the silk thread?" Feng Yi's familiar voice suddenly rang behind everyone.

Chu Yu turned around and saw Feng Yi leading a few servants over. A bright smile appeared on her face: "Brother Yi!"

Oh, my god, someone finally came to save her embarrassment!

Feng Yi was still wearing a gentle scholar-robed robe, with long hair tied to his head with a sandalwood hairpin, and a pair of clever eyes. He looked at Chu Yu's smiling face indifferently, and then he signaled the servants to move the things onto the carriage.

Then, he walked over, raised his hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a veil, frowned slightly: "The sun is about to set, and I haven't had enough water to drink, and my lips are all dry and cracked?"

As he said that, he wiped her lips with a veil, then opened a bag of water carefully and handed it to her lips.

Chu Yu didn't think much about it. Feng Yi was used to taking care of her. She narrowed her eyes and drank a big sip of water with his hand: "It's okay, I received a lot of good quality raw silk. I'll go to the town once a month, and it's normal to work hard."

Feng Yi nodded, then looked at Old Man Cao who was watching him and Chu Yu's "intimate moves" and said politely: "I wonder what marriage the old man wants to talk to my Xiaoyu?"

Seeing this, Old Man Cao's face turned blue and embarrassed, but the original idea of ​​saying the matchmaker disappeared in an instant.

Although Mr. Feng has no fame, he is a teacher from Feihe Academy, a famous person in the county town. No ordinary people in the academy can enter, either rich or noble. His nephew spent a lot of money to stuff it into the academy when his cousin was alive.

Where can you compare with the great scholars in the academy?

He had heard that Mr. Feng and Xiaoyu's family were brothers and sisters of different surnames, and there were rumors that they would always be a couple in secret. However, after so many years, they were still unmarried men and unmarried women, and gradually no one reported that they were a couple.

He then became interested in finding a good wife for his outstanding nephew.

This time his nephew secretly followed him to see him. He was satisfied with the character and appearance of Xiaoyu's family, so he urged him to propose marriage.

But now looking at Mr. Feng's appearance, "What kind of marriage do you want to introduce to my uncle?", no matter how stupid he is, he can understand that his nephew is going to cut off this idea.

"Nothing, nothing!" Old man Cao laughed dryly, turned around and left.

Chu Yu looked at his embarrassed figure, shook his head and muttered: "It's really, I can't marry into a marriage, so why are you here to mention the marriage?"

Feng Yi lowered his delicate eyes, looked at her, smiled slightly, and his eyes were a little deep: "If someone is willing to marry into a marriage, would you consider it?"

Chu Yu directed Erniang and Sanniang cleaned up the stall, while tilting her head and thinking: "Of course I do."

Feng Yi paused and thought: "Then it's time for the young actor to think carefully about it. After all, if he followed Feng's surname, he would be afraid that he would not be able to escape from the lowly family in the future."
To be continued...