Jiang Chengjia smiled at her and replied, "It is because I am not sure what the relationship is that I need your help... Zhao Fu said that he has a younger brother who was forcibly charged into the army by Sun Chi, the prefect of Wuling County, when he was thirteen years old... and later lost his life due to various things. His description completely coincides with Zhuying's past. It's really too similar. I don't think it's a coincidence. Mu Yun, I think Zhuying is Zhao Fu's younger brother, but this is just a guess and I need to confirm it.

Zhao Fu loves his younger brother very much and must remember his appearance. Zhuying has followed me and my brother since he was sixteen, and his appearance has not changed much. If... my guess is good... Zhao Fu will definitely be able to recognize Zhuying.

Mu Yun, what I need you to do is to let Zhao Fu meet Zhuying.”

"This is simple." Mu Yun patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, wrap it on me."

Jiang Chengjia nodded, grabbed Mu Yun's hands, raised his smile, but the doubts in his eyes became heavier.

The two chatted for a long time before they returned to their room to rest. Jiang Chengjia went to the south courtyard, and Qianshan followed closely. She was quite helpless and waved her hand to want Qianshan to go down and rest. After all, for her sake, Qianshan had not been asleep for several nights, and her swollen eyes and the bruises under her also made her feel a little guilty and distressed. But the girl refused to go back to the house to rest, and followed her closely, fearing that something would happen to her.

She persuaded her for a long time, but she saw that she had no results and was too lazy to continue to comfort her. It was already evening when she arrived in front of the house. The sky gradually darkened, and a faint candlelight came from the paper window, but the room was extremely quiet, and the people inside seemed to be asleep.

Jiang Chengjia quietly pushed open the door and tiptoed in. Qianshan was about to follow in, but she glared at her fiercely. Then she heard her lower voice and said, "You dare to enter the bedroom? Is it because I am too indulging you on weekdays?"

Qianshan's cheeks turned red, and a hint of awkwardness appeared in her clear eyes. She smiled silly, "Master, don't be angry, just stay outside the house."

Jiang Chengjia was speechless and closed them up in anger. In fact, she couldn't laugh or cry. She had a smile like a sunny smile on the corner of her mouth, shook her head, calmed down for a while, and walked towards the bed.

The gauze tent was covered with a slim figure, and a faint slender figure lay motionlessly.

Ning Nanyou was sleeping very well. She carefully lifted the gauze tent and sat on the edge of the bed. Looking at him who was extremely quiet, he showed an unprepared face. A trace of tenderness appeared in her eyes. She bent down and stroked his cheeks, looking at him with a smile, a little obsessed.

She looked at him for a while and then gradually came back to her senses. When she remembered his injuries, she gently lifted the quilt, quietly untied his belt, and took off her long robe. Seeing that the long cloth he tied to her body had blood oozed, she couldn't help frowning. She was about to change the medicine for him, but the person on the bed moved his eyebrows and slowly opened his eyes. The slightly red eyes were a little hazy. He said a little uncomfortable, "Who is it?" He didn't see the person in front of him clearly, and seemed to be still in a sleep, so he murmured in a daze.

Jiang Chengjia rarely saw him like this, so he gently coaxed him, "June, it's me." She lay on his shoulder, smiling.

Ning Nanyou was confused and frowned in dissatisfaction, pleated his lips gently, closed his eyes and ignored Jiang Chengjia.

She couldn't help but burst into laughter, put her head forward, stretched out her hand, rubbed it like a dragonfly on his puffed lips, and then saw his brows squeezed together again, stretched out his tongue and quickly licked his dry lips, and fell asleep again.

When he fell into a dream, Jiang Chengjia felt funny and gentle. He was usually too defensive and harsh, and he was already harmonious with her, gentle as water.

It was not that Jiang Chengjia hadn't seen how he treated the servants. It would be no exaggeration to say that his usual attitude could freeze people into ice. At this time, she put down all her defensive postures and fell asleep without any scruples, so she was reluctant to wake him up.

She took a break and saw that he was not ready to wake up, so she lay beside him and fell asleep.

She stared at the hanging rope hanging on the roof beam with her eyes open, laying her breathing sounds flat, and gradually fell asleep.

The house was quiet, and only the sound of breathing between the two people was heard. The green-horned bronze furnace burned the elegant fragrance, and the fragrance of smoke was lingering.

Ning Nanyou opened his eyes again. It was already late at night. Unbearable hunger came from his abdomen and he started to scream. He breathed a long sigh of relief and was about to get up. He moved slightly, but found that Jiang Chengjia had entered the room at some point. He was sleeping soundly beside him. His fair cheeks were slept red, and he was huddled by the couch and did not dare to approach him. Looking at this sleeping position, he knew that she was afraid of waking up, so she fell asleep against the edge of the couch. Her legs were hanging down. As long as she moved, she could easily roll off the couch.

He was obviously stunned, his lips gently raised, and his heart felt warm, so he stretched out his arms, hugged her waist, and gently sucked it into his arms. Ning Nanyou looked at her red face, couldn't help but feel moved, he leaned over and kissed her cheek, his eyes full of pampering.

Ning Nanyou carried her inside and covered her with a mattress. Then he stretched out his long legs and walked over carefully from her body to the edge of the bed. He was about to put on his shoes when he realized that his clothes had been taken off at some point. He lowered his head and stared at the blood oozing from the cloth strip before he realized that it was probably the clothes that Jiang Chengjia took off for him, probably because he wanted to change the medicine for him, but he was afraid of waking up, so he could only wait aside.

A star-like smile appeared in his eyes, and he turned around and looked at her cute and stupid, and shook his head helplessly.

Ning Nanyou stood up, put on the robe placed beside him, preparing to call the waiter of the inn and prepare some food. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a faint murmur from the couch, and then a petite figure emerged from the bedding, with a slightly messy bun on his head, looking at him with a pair of blind eyes. She yelled, and the mist in her eyes turned into tears and slid down from the corner of her eyes.

Jiang Chengjia was a little dull and stared at the figure who was stationed in front of the door for a long time before he realized it. So he called out, "Is Erlang awake?"

Ning Nanyou's hand that was on the door bolt was gently retracted, paused a little while on the spot, and then raised his foot toward her again. He nodded softly, stepped to her side in three or two steps, sat on the couch, and smiled, "Did I wake you up?"

Jiang Chengjia shook his head, arched his nose slightly, rubbed his eyes, and said with a slim voice, "No."

He smiled, stretched out his hand, hugged her, who was still confused, and gently wrapped her around her waist, and said softly, "I don't know at all when will the lady come back?"

"Well, you're sleeping too much. I thought, you've been tired these days, so I didn't dare to disturb you." Jiang Chengjia was already sitting on his lap when he reacted, so he turned red with his earlobes a little, lowered his head and explained honestly.

"Do you still want to continue sleeping?" Ning Nanyou asked softly, his voice and color as warm as water.

"I won't sleep." Jiang Chengjia smiled. At this moment, a gurgling sound suddenly came from her ears. She was slightly stunned, turned her head to look at Ning Nanyou, and then saw a flush from his earlobe climbing up to his cheeks.

Ning Nanyou coughed a little embarrassedly and explained, "I've been asleep for a long time and woke up hungry."

Seeing that he was a little panicked, Jiang Chengjia couldn't help laughing and said, "What's the matter with you? Isn't hunger a normal thing?"

Perhaps he had never been like this in front of others. Ning Nanyou often had a cold face in the mansion, looking very majestic, but at this moment he was blushed by the sudden screams from his stomach, which made people feel funny.

She looked at his eyes, Ning Nanyou coughed again, and was about to put her down. Before she could speak, Jiang Chengjia automatically stood up from his knees and stood up, smiling, "I'll prepare some medicinal food for Erlang."

Ning Nanyou was stunned at first, then showed a disappointed expression and said, "Can you only take medicinal food?"

Seeing his slightly aggrieved look, Jiang Chengjia grinned and said, "What do you want to eat when you are a slight aggrieved person?"

"The mouth is clear and bitter, I want to eat some meat." Ning Nanyou sighed softly.

Jiang Chengjia immediately shook his head and said, "No, don't mess around, lord."

Ning Nanyou curled his lips and said nothing, and fell silent. Jiang Chengjia smiled and held his hand and whispered, "Although you can't eat vegetarian food,... I can make the vegetarian food taste like chicken, duck, fish and meat... It can also make Erlang satisfy his cravings."

"Vegetarian food makes the taste of chicken, duck, fish and meat? Where does this start?" Ning Nanyou cast a confused look at Jiang Chengjia.

Jiang Chengjia smiled and said, "June is waiting in the room, I'll come when I go." She patted his shoulder, and there was a little mystery in her clear eyes.

With her serving, Ning Nanyou didn't want to go to the inn waiter again. He was very curious about what tricks she was going to do, so he wanted to follow him, but saw Jiang Chengjia turn around and glar at him, and said angrily, "Sit and rest well! Don't move!" So he hurriedly sat down on the edge of the bed and watched Jiang Chengjia go out.

The door was gently closed. Ning Nanyou was a little bored while waiting, so he went to the inn to place it on the small wooden rack next to the screen in the wing room and looked up a bamboo slip. He lit up the oil lamp beside the couch, looked down at the ancient scroll in his hand, but for some reason he happened to find a volume of "Tian Rui", which is a volume of "Chongxu True Sutra", (The "Chongxu True Sutra" was originally named Liezi, and the old title was written by Zhou Lieyuko. It is a classic work of the early Huang Lao Taoism. It is a compilation of works by Liezi, Liezi's disciples and Liezi's descendants. According to modern research, it may be written in the Warring States Period, or written by people from the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

There are different opinions. I borrow it here because of the plot needs. In order to avoid misleading, I will explain this first. I hope you can know it.), so I became surprised. How could there be a book on the idle book in a small town inn like Quanling that tells the principles of Liezi and his own learning of the classics? This book is not easy to obtain. There are not many people who worship Taoism in the Great Wei Dynasty. Since Emperor Wu of Wei dismissed all schools of thought and respected Confucianism, and since the scholars of the present have always regarded the teachings of Confucius and Mencius as their own, and the words of Master Dong are respected. Although there are many different theories and methods, they are also a study by the upper aristocrats.

Quanling is just a county town below Jingzhou, and is far away from the capital. If the big family in the city has the ancient book "Chongxu True Sutra", he is now in just an ordinary inn. Although it is indeed the largest inn, the wing room where he lives is just an ordinary bungalow. Because he told Ji Xianzhi not to report his identity, it happened that the inn was short of housing resources, so he lived in the middle room in the North End.

It would be fine if this book was placed in a small building in the inn, specially built for nobles and nobles... But at present, this middle room would never be able to place such books. The middle room is average in size, and the people who live in it are just a little wealthy family or a rich peasant. Although the "Chongxu True Sutra" has not been widely recycled by the people since Emperor Wu of Wei, it is said that it respects Confucianism. Even if ordinary people have this true volume at home, there are also reasons for continuous wars and changing dynasties. Over time, there are only more than 600 true volumes left in the world, and there are more than 100 volumes of the complete "Chongxu True Sutra" and there are only five volumes in the world, and almost all of them are in the hands of the nobles.

His husband had a full volume in his hand. He believed in the Taoist world and is the master of the Taoist world today. His husband liked the most about the volume of "Tian Rui".
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