Rao Tu raised her hand and threw the green orange in her hand into the window. Shen Zhu reached out and took it, "Didn't you see Mr. Lu? Throw another one in."

Rao Tu picked out a few yellow-skinned oranges from the basket, brought them into the house and brought them to Lu Zhiming, "Sir, eat this sweet."

Shen Zhu looked down at the green orange in his hand, a little shabby, "No, you treat it differently, can you not be so obvious?"

Rao Tu threw him a wink, "If you like it or not, return it to me if you don't eat it."

Shen Zhu pulled off the orange peel, broke off a piece and threw it into his mouth, nodded and said, "Sour!"

Rao Tu's eyes flashed, and she blurted out, "Is it sour?"

"It's sour."

"Give me a taste."

"You eat your sweets, what are you going to grab from me?" Shen Zhu smiled and looked at Rao Tu with a tone that seemed to tease a child.

Rao Tu threw him a solid stare and turned and left the room.

After Shen Zhu waited for her to leave, he suppressed the smile on his face, and after a long time he said softly, "Want to eat sour?"

Lu Zhiming was fiddling with the charcoal fire with iron pliers, when he heard the words, his hands paused slightly. Shen Zhu was silent, but he could see Lu Zhiming's subtle reaction.

Rao Tu went out the door, turned around a corner and stood up, leaning against the wall and retching. Liu Xing'er happened to see it, and hurriedly ran over to support her, she said worriedly, "What's wrong with you, girl?"

Rao Tu shook her head, "Is the medicine that Mr. Lu prescribed the day before yesterday still boiling?"

"Well, it's already warm on the stove. I'm waiting for the girl to drink it for breakfast. Sister-in-law Yuxiu made the goose breast with rouge, and it's fragrant. I eat it with porridge. It's salty, and the girl will like it."

Rao Tu said in a low voice, "I don't want to eat meaty things now, you go and tell Yuxiu to bring a bowl of porridge to my house."

"Won't the girl eat with everyone?"

"No, I'm going to rest again. If Lord Shen asks later, he'll say I'm sleepy, don't mention anything else, you know?"

"Oh okay, I know."

Rao Tu went back to the room to rest, and Liu Xiner remembered her instructions and waited for Lord Shen to ask questions. Unexpectedly, during the banquet, Lord Shen just ate quietly and didn't ask a word.

But after eating, Shen Zhu put down the bowl and went to the bedroom. When he saw Rao Tu lying on the bed, staring at the county annals, he couldn't help but say, "Sleep when you sleep, and read when you read. You are lying on the bed holding the book, aren't you tired?"

Raoda said confidently: "I'm not tired."

Shen Zhu glanced at the empty bowl next to him, "Just a bowl of white porridge?"

"Yuxiu also cooked a few sections of yam for me to eat."

"Well, yam is good for the body."

Rao Tu said: "The yam I baked in the mountain stream before, you disliked it in every possible way."

"It's not because you made it too unpalatable to swallow." Shen Zhu took away the county annals she was holding in her arms, "It's so dark in the room, what can you look at? It hurts your eyes."

Rao Tu said: "I am so bored, I want to go for a walk, but I am afraid that people will see trouble."

"What are you afraid of, just put on a hood."

"But people will recognize you. My auntie saw your honorable face, and now it must be spread in the village that you are an old man with white hair."

Shen Zhu laughed angrily, "Are you sure it's not a handsome living god of Fengshen?"

"Sir Shen, why don't you have any self-knowledge?"

Shen Zhu helped her up, "If you feel bored, go out for a walk, so what if you are recognized."

When Rao Tu heard what he said, she suddenly smiled, "Shen Lang, let's go sell oranges!"

"Ok?"

"There are still a lot of oranges in the yard. We can't eat them, and they will be broken."

"If you don't go, Jinling City will laugh if they know that Shen Zhu is going back to Qingzhou to sell oranges."

"If you don't go, I'll go." Rao Tu lifted the quilt and went outside the door to greet Li Yu to pack up.

...

Soon, the ferry in Gushezhou was crowded with people, because there was a fairy concubine who set up a stall selling oranges on the ferry. And Lord Shen, in a white jade robe, squatted there to help the fairy.

The oranges were madly snapped up, Rao Tu held dozens of earned copper plates in his hands, counting them one by one, with a smile in his eyes, he was really happy.

Seeing her look of financial fanaticism, Lord Shen pulled out a hemp rope for her out of nowhere, "Thread the copper plates into a string, so it's easy to hold."

Rao Tu took the hemp rope and threaded it into a string of ninety-eight pieces. She said to Shen Zhu: "You lend me two coins, and I make up a hundred coins."

Shen Zhu frowned: "How can I have two copper plates?"

Rao Tu thought for a while, "That's right, Lord Shen has the habit of carrying small money. Are my three thousand taels ready?"

"No."

Mr. Shen, who was staring at Rao Tu angrily, said, "Stingy, I don't obey. You brought me out of the Yuhe Building, and you didn't give me any money for redemption."

Shen Zhu ignored her harassment and helped her up. Rao Tu let out a hoot, and the whole person went down softly.

Shen Zhu nervously asked, "What?"

"I...my leg is numb?"

"Sitting for a long time, you didn't listen to me asking you to stand up and walk around. Now your legs are numb?" Shen Zhu squatted down and rubbed her legs while scolding.

At the ferry crossing, a middle-aged Confucian scholar who set up a stall selling characters smiled and looked at the two of them, sighing, "One and two people in a lifetime, half-drunk, half-awake, half-floating."

Rao Tu looked up and saw that he was wearing a blue cloth Confucian shirt. Although he had a few patches stitched and washed white, he was clean and spirited, not a bit shabby, but rather arrogant.

She helped Shen Zhu to take a look, and saw several books and paintings in front of the Confucian scholar's stall. Rao Tu looked at the calligraphy and painting and was a little surprised. Although she was average in calligraphy and painting, she still had an eye for evaluation, because she pointed to a thin gold inscription and asked, "How much is this character, sir?"

The scholar smiled and stretched out five fingers: "Fifty words."

Rao Tu pondered: "Fifty wen is too little, I will give 100 wen." Then she looked at Shen Zhu.

Shen Zhu said: "What do you see me doing?"

"I don't have enough money to pay."

Shen Zhu had no choice but to take out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and send it to the scholar. The scholar accepted it calmly, wrapped the thin gold character and gave it to Ratu.

Rao Tu took over the words, and the Confucian student took out a small book with no words on the cover from the booth, "Read it for Madam."

Rao Tu took the small book, opened it and read a few pages, and saw that there were densely written small letters, all of which were comments on current affairs and Kuang Shi's governance of the country. Shen Zhu took the small book from the side and opened it from the beginning to the end.

The scholar stood quietly in front of the booth, and didn't say a word until Shen Zhu finished reading the volume.

Shen Zhu put down the volume, his face was a little dignified, and returned the small book to the Confucian scholar, "Shen Zhu is inconvenient to say more, but I am willing to point out a place. With the talent of Mr. Xi, it is not as good as going to Hanzhong in the west. I just say that it was recommended by Shen Zhu. , when the time comes, some people will regard Mr. as a crouching dragon and phoenix."

The Confucian scholar calmly pushed aside the scroll and cupped his hands: "Thank you, Lord Shen for pointing the way." Without talking nonsense, he picked up the baggage he had prepared and turned around to board the ferry. The calligraphy and calligraphy on the stalls are all gone.

Rao Tu looked at the Confucian scholar standing on the bow of the boat, and then looked at the calligraphy and painting on the stall, and saw the words "Ming Qi Layman" written on the sign.

"Layman Mingqi?" Rao Tu murmured and repeated, "Who is he?"

Shen Zhudao said, "I'm not well-known now, but in the future, I will be a big man who will disturb the situation."

"You asked him to go to Hanzhong to help the Fifth Prince?"

Shen Zhu looked at her, smiled and said, "You made a lot of money today. In five years, this thin gold book of a hundred pennies will be worth thousands of dollars."

Rao Tu looked at the long stall of scrolls, calligraphy and paintings, and her eyes lit up: "Then what do these things add up to?"

Shen Zhu put away the scroll of calligraphy and painting, and rewarded her with two words: "greed!"

Rao Tu followed Lord Shen and asked, "My uncle's family is hosting a banquet tonight, will you go?"

"Don't go."

"why?"

"You hate them to the bone?"

"That's not it."

Shen Zhu looked in the direction of Jinling City, and said softly: "Since you don't want them to die, don't make friends now. After all, those people in Jinling City like to settle accounts after the autumn, and they will kill the nine clans at any time."

Rao Tu was slightly startled, scrutinizing the meaning of his words, she actually felt a little world-weary, and was speechless for a while.

Shen Zhu held her hand, "Take you somewhere."

The mountain ghost rented a boat and waited at the ferry. Shen Zhu brought Rao to the boat, and the boat went down the river. Soon, Rao could smell the fragrance of plum blossoms floating in the air. On the bank of the river is a pale yellow, a plum blossom forest.

Rao Tu looked at Jiang Mei with eyes full of eyes, her eyes were distant, as if she had returned to many years ago. She used to smile sweetly in this forest, and she was also heartbroken here.

Here are her best memories and the loneliest time.

The boat was moored on the shore, and Shen Zhu hugged Rao Tu horizontally and carried him to the shore. He looked at the woman in his arms and whispered, "It's heavy."

Rao Tu fell to the ground, lowered her eyes without saying a word, and walked into the woods. In the forest, there was a dead tree with a pestle there. She stepped forward and took a closer look at the branches. The young shoots had already been pulled out. The light green was almost transparent, and they looked so fragile, but Rao Tu knew that after a few spring breezes, they would turn green. be fresh.

The green house behind the old peach tree has disappeared, but the remnants of the low wall foundation can still be seen.

Shen Zhu looked at her who was too silent, and said warmly, "Aheng..."

"I'm not Ah Heng." Rao Tu raised her head slightly, looking at the branches of the peach tree, stubborn and stubborn.

Shen Zhu was silent for a moment, and said, "Yes, you are not Ah Heng, and I am not Shen Yanbing. Ah Heng...stayed here for 2,139 days."

Rao Tu said nothing and walked to a wall base to sit down. Shen Zhu pulled her into his arms, sat down on the base of the wall, and pressed her on his lap.

He squeezed Rao Tu's chin and forced her to look at him.

"You are always lazy these days," he said.

Rao Tu shook his head: "Let's go back."

Shen Zhu was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "If this child doesn't want it, I will find the best doctor to help you slide the tire in the least harmful way."

Rao Tu was startled, and subconsciously covered his lower abdomen, his eyes were frightened, and he didn't know when he saw the clue.

"Don't be afraid," he said softly.

Rao Tu struggled to get up, but was hugged tightly by him, she panicked: "Let me go, it's my child, don't try to take him away again!"

Shen Zhu frowned tightly, "Don't get excited, this is your child and mine. I will never have a future in Shen Zhu's life, but... are you willing to give birth to my child?"

Rao Tu covered her heart, she cried: "It's not yours, it's just mine, it's the flesh and blood in my belly, what does it have to do with you?"

Shen Zhu held her face, pursed her lips, and said with tenderness, "Aheng, Aheng... I, Shen Zhu, have mistaken you in this life."

Rao Tu burst into tears: "I hate you! I hate you! I can't wait for you to be cut into pieces! What is an understatement now? I will never forgive you in my life. If I knew this earlier, I might as well have married The son of the governor, even if he were to be his concubine, so what?"

With red eyes, Shen Zhu hugged her tightly and let her talk about her grievances for many years. As long as she vented it out, he would just listen silently.

"Do you know that I lost everything for you? Do you know how cold the night in Qingjiang is? Do you know how many times I stand on the boat and just want you to see me as the first person when you come back. Shen Zhu, you are not human, you have no conscience. I waited for so long, waiting for you to come back with another woman in your arms, waiting for you to be tortured in the cold..."

Shen Zhu shook her gently and murmured, "I'm not a thing, I deserve to die a thousand times ten thousand times, I should be cut out by you, skinned and cramped..."

Rao Tu's face flushed with tears, and she said intermittently: "Don't you like brothel women... don't you like to linger in the wind and dust? Well, I will become the most dissolute woman, I just want to seduce you, to get revenge on you, to get you When I was ruined, I...I am happy..."

Shen Zhu nodded "yes" and said, "Yes, I am willing to be tortured by you, to be avenged by you, and it is my destiny that I die at your hands. I will save you from thinking about your shadow and your thoughts when you return to your dreams at midnight. Laughing, thinking about the clothes you sewed, thinking about the meals you cooked, thinking about it like crazy..."

Rao Tu sobbed and felt the warmth dripping from her cheeks. She opened her eyes and saw the tears in his eyes. She stopped crying and looked at him blankly.

After a long time, she said sadly: "I made the wrong payment because of my infatuation..."

Shen Zhu raised his head slightly, forcing back the tears in his eyes, "That's right, you paid by mistake. I married you, but... but I didn't want to treat you with sincerity. Today's bitter consequences are my own."

He wiped the tears from her face pitifully, "Aheng, what I owe you, I will pay with my life."

Rao Tu had stopped her tears, but after hearing what he said, she couldn't help crying again, "What do I want your life for? Shen Zhu, you never thought about me. Go away! Go back to the capital to marry you. My princess, I don't want to see you in my life."

She tore off her close purse and stuffed it into his hands, "This is your antidote, get away from me!"

He was holding the bottle of antidote, and he only felt that all his heart was burning for a while, and he knew that she chose to forgive after all. But he can't drag her down any more. The only thing he can do is to arrange the rest of her life for her so that she can have a relatively peaceful state of mind.

He put the antidote in his arms, "Aheng, these few days, can you treat me as Yan Bing? Just a few days." There was a heart-shattering grief in his tone.

Rao Tu looked into his eyes, the eyes she had been obsessed with for many years, because there was endless tenderness in them. This is also the eye she has resented for many years, because it always seems to be indifferent and cold.

She couldn't help holding his face, put a light kiss on those two thin lips, and softly said two words: "Yan Bing."

In exchange, he was eager and repressed with a lingering attachment.

The mountain ghost waited outside the forest for a long time before Lord Shen came out with Raotu in his arms. The mountain ghost was a little puzzled, because not only did she see Rao Tu's eyes red and swollen, but even Lord Shen's eyes were a little wet.

She said indifferently: "Two masters, you..."

Shen Zhu said: "Go back."

"Oh……"

When the boat reached the other side, Rao Tu was carried back to the yard by Lord Shen. She cried so hard that she lost her strength as she hugged Shen Zhu's neck and felt a little groggy.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhiming probed for Raotu's pulse, but didn't say anything. It was Shen Zhu's words that made him slightly startled, "please Mr. Lu to prescribe some anti-abortion pills."

After Lu Zhiming was shocked, he nodded indifferently. "The fetus is a little unstable, it's really not suitable to be sad."

Shen Zhu said: "I know."

Mrs. Xie didn't see Rao Tu much all day. She heard that she was brought back by her uncle, and she was anxious and sent Yuxiu to ask. Rao Tu said on the bed, "It's because I didn't slow down a few days ago. I told Grandma not to worry, and I'll see Grandma later."

Shan Gui and Liu Xing brought the boiled medicine, and Shen Zhu opened it and fed it to her. How could Rao Tu regard him as the Yanbing of the year, some things and some people, if they disappear, they will never come back.

However, after the two of them talked, Rao Tu stopped pretending, and her attitude became uncertain. Just like this time, Shen Zhu fed her yam, and she ate it obediently.

After eating, went to Mrs. Xie’s room with Shen Zhu to accompany the old lady to have a conversation. The uncle’s house over there invited people twice. The first time Shen Zhuhui couldn’t talk, the second time the uncle Mother came to invite her in person, but was blocked by Yang Qian at the door and did not come in.

It was late at night, Rao Tu packed up and lay down on the bed. don't know if it was because of crying a lot or because she was pregnant. She was very tired and quickly fell asleep.

When Shen Zhu waited for a while, he walked out of the yard. Yang Qian had already prepared his horse and waited outside. He climbed on his horse and walked towards the Shen family's old house.

Rao Tu slept lightly and heard the sound of horses' hoofs, and immediately woke up. Seeing that Shen Zhu was no longer in the room, she called out to the mountain ghost, "You secretly see if Mr. Lu and Yang Qian are there."

From time to time, the mountain ghost came back, shook his head and said, "None of them, not even Zhenlong."

Rao Tu instructed her: "Go to the Shen family's old house secretly, there is something going on tonight. Don't be discovered."

The mountain ghost likes this kind of prying task very much, so he goes with a promise.

Rao Tu waited for a long time, and when the light was dim, the mountain ghost came in from outside the window, startling her.

She patted her chest and said, "Just walk through the door when you come in, why did you turn in through the window?"

The mountain ghost patted his forehead, "I just turned over several windows in the Shen family's old house, but I didn't take it easy for a while. Girl, take care."

Rao Tu hurriedly asked what she heard. Shan Gui said: "I don't know what trap Lord Shen set up to capture the woman who came to grab the black silk book. Guess who it is?"

"How can I guess?"

"The woman we met in Jinling City is the proprietress of the Yongzi Lane Hotpot Restaurant."

Rao Tu was startled, "Boss lady?" She immediately thought of the woman with bright eyes and white teeth who called Xiao Yanning "the dog who lost her family". "Is it Xiao Yanning's person?"

The mountain ghost shook his head.

Rao Tu asked again, "What else did you hear?"

"Sir Shen asked the woman to go directly to Tongchuan. As for the contents of the black silk book, I haven't found out."

"Tongchuan? It's not Hanzhong."

"It's Tongchuan in Shuzhong, not Hanzhong."

Rao Tu is a little strange. She knows that the Sixth King will go to the middle of Shu to become the king. Could it be that the lady of the hot pot restaurant belongs to the Sixth King?

The mountain ghost said again: "The martial arts of the proprietress has the legacy of Xishu, and it is the inheritance of the martial arts of the Qingcheng School."

Rao Tu nodded and said softly, "She speaks with a Xishu accent, so she should be a survivor of Xishu."

The mountain ghost wondered: "I don't know what Mr. Shen is doing. One time the old scholar who sells Chinese characters will go to Hanzhong, and another time, he will ask the proprietress of the hot pot restaurant to go to Tongchuan. What do you think he is planning?"

Rao Tu said: "If you want to know, just use Yang Qian's words."

The mountain ghost raised his eyebrows: "Yang Qian is just a piece of wood, how can there be a cliché? Besides, I don't really want to know."

"You can ask at will, and you won't suffer."

"Girl, don't look at Yang Qian, but in some respects, he seems to have learned a lot from Lord Shen."

"what?"

"It's just calm, but very sexy." The mountain ghost whispered in her ear seriously.

Rao Tu smiled and asked, "How do you know?"

"Like that time, I got 30 slaps, and that person actually wanted to see the injury on my butt."

Rao Tu stretched out his hand and poked on the temple of the mountain ghost, "Remembering revenge? Yang Qian is just in a hurry. Don't talk to me about these useless things... But Yang Qian is not only smart but also very cautious, you really may not be able to ask anything from him."

"I think so."

"Then go to the Shen family's old house and keep an eye on me. Go and rest during the day, and then explore at night."

The mountain ghost agreed to come down, but heard the sound of horse hooves outside. The mountain ghost went out from Raotu's room and saw Yang Qian tying the horse outside the door. The little girl smiled at Yang Guard and stunned Yang Qian for a moment.

"Brother Yang, where did you come from?" Shan Gui said sweetly.

When Rao Tu in the room heard the very pretentious "Big Brother Yang", she couldn't help coughing a few times. She was speechless and only felt goosebumps all over.

Yang Qian didn't get much better either, as if a thunderbolt hit him in the sky, he was silent for a long time before he said embarrassedly: "Mountain ghost, you should just call me Yang Qian... Well, Lord Shen asked me to go out to do errands. , so I came back."

The mountain ghost was frustrated and suppressed the smile that was squeezed out of her face. At this time, she wanted to kill.

Above the Qingjiang River, Shen Zhu, Lu Zhiming and Zhenlong were in a boat together. Lu Zhiming said, "I've already sensed the murderous intention. A lot of people came to the old house last night."

Shen Zhu said: "It's not for me, it's for Aheng. At this time, Prince Yu will never let me die. He can't wait to send the Imperial Guard in Beijing to protect my safety."

"Is it from Princess Xunyang?"

"Yeah, with murderous intent, it seems that the princess has made up her mind and doesn't want Ah Heng to go back."

"Aheng is in danger when he returns to Beijing. But if he stays here, I'm afraid it will be even more dangerous when you leave."

Shen Zhu nodded in agreement with Lu Zhiming's words, "I knew Princess Xunyang would make up her mind, but I didn't expect her to wait so much."

"Do you have any countermeasures?"

Shen Zhu took out a small porcelain vase from his arms, and he said, "I am already thinking of death when I return to Beijing this time."

"If you didn't advise the old emperor to let Xiao Yanning go to Hanzhong, maybe after Prince Yu ascended the throne, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to kill the donkey."

Shen Zhu shook his head and said: "After the ceremony of conferring the crown prince, the mission from the northern border leaves Beijing, and the northern border is going to be in chaos, so Xiao Yanning must go to Hanzhong. I did not promise Xiao Yanning for a bottle of antidote. He is a person who can guard the country for the people of Daliang. Let him stay in Hanzhong, at least... at least not dare to act rashly for five years in the north."

"What about five years later?"

"Jiangshan is a game of deer runners, but I... can't control that much anymore."

He raised his hand, the porcelain bottle drew an arc in the air, fell into the water, and sank.