auspicious time has come

Chapter 115 My Lazy Martial Nephew

"Ah? Alright... the servant girl is going!" Jiji turned around and left the inner room, and ran to the study.

"What are you doing?" The media official Jiang who had just got up saw Jiji running back to the inner room with a pen and paper in her arms, and said with a "tsk": "The girl must not be in a daze..."

In the past few days, I have been bored writing and drawing in the study, not to mention the Hou's mansion, but I have never even stepped out of the courtyard gate.

It is said that Master Hou has not shown up recently, saying that he is busy with official duties...

A few days ago, it looked promising, why did he suddenly become so careless?
Jiang Meiguan, who was full of "right work" in his head, walked towards Hengyu's room: "I want to see what this girl is busy doing."

"Miss is busy lately, Aunt Jiang will come back later." As soon as she approached the door, Cuihuai stopped her with a smile.

Glancing in the direction of the room, the media official Jiang sighed bitterly—if this continues, the small flames that have just ignited will not be extinguished, right?
In the inner room, Heng Yu, with her black hair loose, spread the paper on the small table by the window, and took advantage of the morning light to concentrate on writing.

Seeing that she was particularly devoted, Jiji walked out lightly after polishing the ink.

"Girl, did you draw it?"

Seeing Jiji coming out, Cuihuai asked in a low voice.

"Hey, I don't know..." Jiji sighed, and said distressedly: "The girl has to paint for seven or eight hours a day, how can there be such a painting method... I just looked at it, and the wrist seems to be swollen Woke up."

"Then I'll go to Doctor Yan and ask for a bottle of medicated oil for the girl to rub." Cui Huai said, and she was about to find Yan Ming.

"Cui Huai!"

The girl's clear voice suddenly came from the inner room.

"Hey!" Cuihuai responded and hurried into the inner room.

"Come to Doctor Yan and say I have a headache—" the girl standing by the window in the sunlight picked up the drawing paper, blew lightly, and confessed hastily.

"Okay, maidservant, let's go now."

Just as Cui Huai responded, Heng Yu turned around and said suddenly: "Wait, at this time of day, Doctor Yan should be in the medicine garden, right?"

Recently, she has had a lot of private contacts with Yan Mingming, and she has a little understanding of each other's habits.

Yan Ming usually goes to the medicine garden every morning to check the growth of the medicine plants, take care of watering and avoid the cold.

Cuihuai: "It should be, the maid went directly to the medicine garden to find someone?"

"No need, I'll go directly to find him, help me change my clothes and comb my hair—" Heng Yu put down the drawing paper while speaking, and took a last look at the scene in the painting.

It should be here!
She hurriedly changed her clothes and washed her face. After washing her face, she didn't even care about letting Cui Huai apply the ointment, so she rolled up the drawing paper and hugged it in her arms, and ran into the morning breeze.

In the medicine garden, under a medicine shed to shelter from the cold, Yan Ming squatted down and scooped water, while Yin Hai folded his sleeves and sighed: "The general's condition has gotten worse in the past two days, and the food has only been used for what he used to. to half the portion..."

Yan Ming frowned: "It's all like this, and he still wants to attend the birthday banquet in Pei's residence tomorrow night?"

"So I want you to help prescribe the side medicine, and stand up in front of others, so as not to let others see the strangeness—"

"No." Yan Ming said angrily: "There is no such medicine for fear of death!"

Yin Hai shook his head helplessly: "Why do you have to be so aggressive... The general is doing things in his own way. We are subordinates and just follow orders."

"I'm just a doctor, and I don't understand the big picture you talk about all day long! To me, human life is the most important thing!" Yan Ming was so angry that he accidentally picked up a medicinal seedling while weeding. , suddenly became more angry.

Seeing this, Yin Hai was afraid of getting burned, nodded quickly and said: "Okay, okay, I don't want to be this lobbyist, you are stubborn, he is always good, let's see who of you is more stubborn than the other..."

Just as he was about to leave this place, he suddenly heard a girl's voice.

"Military doctor Yan!"

Hearing the shout, Yan Ming dropped the water scoop, and stood up in a jerk.

Four days ago, Miss Ji told him the news that Miracle Doctor Bai was still alive, and said that the key to finding someone might be in a painting, and she was trying to reproduce this painting——

Come to him in person at this time, could it be...!
Yan Ming walked out of the medicine shed very quickly: "Miss Ji! Here!"

Heng Yu followed the sound and turned her head, walking towards him quickly.

Yin Hai let out a soft "Yi" and looked curiously at the approaching girl.

The girl's fair cheeks were flushed by the morning wind, and her breathing was a little uneven, as if she had walked all the way.

"Why did Master Ji come to this medicine garden?" Yin Hai asked with a smile.

Heng Yu had already seen him, so he casually said, "I painted a landscape this morning, and I'm here to discuss it with Doctor Yan."

She is not afraid that Yin Hai will hear something strange, and Yin Hai is definitely not hostile to this matter. Before that, she had only discussed with Yan Jun privately. Also pretend not to know.Secondly, because the clues are not clear, it is difficult to make any progress in the search——

But now it was different.

Regardless of whether her guess is accurate or not, now that she has this clue, she must try her best to find someone, and she can't just rely on Military Doctor Yan to arrange the rest.

"Oh? I didn't know that Doctor Yan was also proficient in calligraphy and painting—" Yin Hai asked Heng Yu with a smile, "I wonder if I have the honor to see it?"

"Vice General Yin is free to do so." Heng Yu handed out the drawing paper in his hand.

When Yin Hai was about to take the painting, he saw the slightly raised redness on the girl's wrist.

One hand grabbed the drawing paper one step faster than him, and quickly unfolded it.

Yin Hai took a step closer to Yan Ming's side, and poked his head to have a look.

There are landscapes vividly on the paper, although the brushwork is quite clever, and one can tell that the painting skills are excellent, but when it comes to discussing and tasting, it is not so much-

Because this painting was obviously done in a hurry, everything that could be saved was saved, just so that people can see what the painting is about.

but……

Yin Hai frowned, and looked carefully again.

"Does Painter Ji know where this place is?" Yan Ming asked after looking at it twice.

Hengyu shook his head: "I used to travel here with Ah Weng when I was young, but I was too young at that time, only five or six years old, I followed wherever Ah Weng went, and I didn't know how to ask about it. When and where, so although I remember this scene, I don’t know where it is.”

Yes, she had been here too.

So when I vaguely saw the painting made by A Weng under the grape trellis in my dream, it was easy to overlap somewhere in my memory.Otherwise, even if she is very capable, she would not be able to draw this scene out of thin air based on a dream.

However, even so, she was still a little uncertain. The place she painted did indeed exist in this world, but was what A Weng painted back then really here?What if what she saw in the dream was just an illusion of her avoiding defeat?

From the excitement after waking up, to drawing in one go, to running to look for Yan Ming——

At this time, Hengyu calmed down, but was a little swayed.

But at this time, she can't control so much anymore, even if she gambles, before she has a clearer direction, she can only place her bet here for the time being!
So she said: "You can copy this painting first, and send more people to inquire about it as soon as possible."

When Yan Ming nodded his head solemnly, Yin Hai who was on the side smiled and said: "Instead of going elsewhere, how about asking me first?"

"This matter is not something you can use to make jokes, and I will talk about it with you later." Yan Ming did not want to pay attention to him, and immediately rolled up the drawing paper.

Yin Hai stretched out his hand to stop his movement: "Tsk, why don't you believe it? This mountain is called Qingniu Mountain, and I am very familiar with it."

"Qingniu Mountain..." Heng Yu looked at Yin Hai: "Can Vice General Yin really be sure?"

Yan Ming also turned his head abruptly, looking at him seriously.

"If you talk about other places, I can't guarantee it, but this is the place where I grew up, how can I admit my mistake? This bridge and river are places I must pass every day." Yin Hai tapped the mountain with his finger The exposed spire: "And this is where I practiced since childhood, Lingquan Temple."

"This is Lingquan Temple?!" Yan Ming was shocked.

The existence drawn by painter Ji based on his memory, but unknown to him, is actually the place where Yin Hai practiced in the past!

"If Painter Ji came here when he was young, he might have also been there to offer incense in the temple. Many years ago, I may have met Painter Ji and I don't know." Yin Hai smiled and said with emotion: "Sure enough, the word karma has always been Fantastic."

Hengyu obviously didn't care to discuss Buddhism with him, so he hurriedly asked: "Since that's the case, does Vice-General Yin know if there is any livable place nearby?"

Seeing her and Yan Ming's anxiety, Yin Hai had a guess in his heart, and was not in a hurry to confirm it. He just replied: "After crossing this bridge, there are two villages. As far as I'm concerned, it's barely a livable place."

Heng Yu nodded hastily, and immediately looked at Yan Ming: "Where is the portrait of Miracle Doctor Bai that I drew earlier?"

Yan Ming took a deep look at Yin Hai: "Wait, I'll fetch it right away!"

"Bai genius doctor?" Yin Hai's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the girl in front of him with a smile, but he still didn't rush to ask more questions.

Yan Ming quickly fetched the portrait.

Although they are portraits of the same person, Heng Yu has also drawn no less than ten portraits. Although there are differences in body shape and facial features, one can still tell that they are the same person by looking closely at the eyebrows and eyes.

Yan Ming had already bound this book into a book, and now he turned it over to Yin Hai one by one: "Look carefully, have you seen this person before?"

Heng Yu said from the side: "Master Bai left Youzhou eight years ago. According to Pei...cough, it is said that Vice General Yin came down from the mountain six years ago, and it is unknown whether he met him near Qingniu Mountain—"

"Didn't you give these portraits to me a few days ago, and asked me to send someone to look for them? It turned out to be painted by painter Ji." Yin Haihai said to Yan Ming, while shaking his head: "I just took a rough look before, and I didn't Didn't feel familiar..."

"There will inevitably be discrepancies between the portrait and the real person, take a closer look!" Yan Ming urged like a military order.

Yin Hai felt that he was embarrassed, and sighed: "I'm not such a god-man as Master Ji. Even if we met by chance, after so many years, how can there be any impression? Doctor Yan can remember it for several years. What was the person who rubbed shoulders with you somewhere before?"

"Don't talk yet, look at it later!" Yan Ming wished he could pull out his eyeballs to help him see.

Although Yin Hai kept talking, his eyes never left the portraits. Seeing that Yan Ming had turned to the last one, he suddenly stretched out his hand: "No, wait a minute..."

Yin Hai covered the hair bun of the person in the portrait with his hand, hissed lightly, and after a while, he said in amazement: "Isn't this my lazy nephew?"

Hengyu: "?"

Teacher - nephew? !
Yan Ming: "Are you sure?!... This person is nearly seventy years old!"

　Can't say I'm out of chapter today!I deliberately wrote more than 100 words to announce the answer, how caring _(:з」∠)_
　　
　
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