imperial psychologist

Chapter 578 Exhort
In Qinyuan, Han Chong was practicing walking in the yard with a wooden crutch, followed by two small banner officers from Jinyiwei.

His face is pale and blue today, but it is not as good as when he was in the Xichaifang of the Imperial Hospital yesterday - yesterday evening, the doctors in the Xichaifang came to examine his wounds, although they suggested that it is best to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days, so as not to relapse. Something unexpected happened, but Han Chong had made up his mind to go, so he returned to Qinyuan that night.

As soon as he returned to Qinyuan, several subordinates brought him a bowl of stewed chicken soup, thinking to supplement his own adults, but Han Chong had been eating lightly for many days, and suddenly came a big oily meal. Vomiting and diarrhea, tossing the whole night.

Mr. Heng Yuan woke up at dawn, he made a special trip to Han Chong to make fun of it, and then ordered the two small flag officers beside Han Chong, from today onwards, Qinyuan still needs to go to the Xichaifang of the Imperial Hospital every day One trip, take the simple meal prepared by the Tai Hospital every day, and send it to Mr. Han.

Han Chong accepted it silently.

Although he rushed back because of Mr. Hengyuan's sentence yesterday, "You are not here, it is inconvenient for me to do many things alone", but once he came back, the Qinyuan was not peaceful, and it really made him depressed for a while. Bundle.

A pigeon flew into the courtyard from the outside at this moment. Han Chong watched it stop in the next courtyard, and turned his head to signal his subordinates to get it.

The little flag officer ran back and forth quickly, handing the gray and white carrier pigeon to Han Chong.

He quickly removed the copper ring from the pigeon's leg, and unfolded the paper roll stored inside.

Han Chong glanced at it and frowned. He immediately hugged his crutches and walked towards the gate.

"Master Han! Where are you going?"

"Go see Duke Ming."

At this moment, Mr. Heng Yuan is sitting in the yard playing backgammon with himself.

It was already June in a blink of an eye, and he hadn't seen Bo Ling for almost half a year.

Although the news from Lanzihao was sent to his Qinyuan every day, there was no one to play chess with him offline, and it was really lonely.

Han Chong's footsteps soon appeared outside the gate of Mr. Hengyuan's courtyard. Mr. Hengyuan raised his head and saw Han Chong coming in on crutches.

The two small flag officers consciously stood outside and did not follow in.

Lord Hengyuan saw the paper in Han Chong's hand, before Han Chong could speak, he put down the chess piece in his hand, and said softly, "Let me guess..."

Han Chong stopped in his tracks and waited for Mr. Heng Yuan's next words.

"Did Chen Xin go to see Lan Zhijun?"

"..." Han Chong nodded silently.

"Let's see what he wants to do." Mr. Hengyuan said softly, "We'll just wait."

"But just wait like this, in case Chen Xin really finds out something—"

"I didn't care too much about what Chen Xin found out. The 'he' I said was Lan Zhijun." Hengyuan Jun said softly, "Look at what he wants to do."

Han Chong looked at Mr. Hengyuan, and felt that this sentence seemed to have some deep meaning.

"He has been staying in Baihuaya all these years, he must have been suffocated." Mr. Hengyuan smiled, "If something happened to Jiangzhou, I wouldn't see...he has such ambitions."

"Duke Ming means...?"

"The player who plays the game is also a pawn in other games..." Mr. Heng Yuan smiled and whispered, "I have understood this truth a long time ago. I don't know if Mr. Lan Zhi understands it now?"

Han Chong took a deep breath.

Sometimes he really wanted to speak and asked Mr. Heng Yuan to speak clearly.

"Then what do we need to do now?" Han Chong asked bluntly.

"Lan Zihao, you just keep watching, we don't have to do anything. He will come to the door when it's time to come." Mr. Heng Yuan said softly, and he looked up at Han Chong, "Bai Ling is here today. What did you do?"

"No news yet."

Mr. Hengyuan sighed, "No one is playing chess, it's so boring."

Han Chong frowned and tasted Pinheng Yuanjun's words, "Duke Ming wants to see Bo Ling?"

Mr. Heng Yuan shook his head.

"It's gone." He said with deep eyes, and after a while, Mr. Heng Yuan seemed to remember something again, "By the way, ask someone to remind Mr. Lan Zhi."

Han Chong cheered up immediately, "Remind me what?"

"That chess record was for him to hand over to Bo Ling, not for him to hide it in his Golden Pavilion." Mr. Heng Yuan said softly, "He wants to read it himself, so why not ask someone to make a copy? The book should be given directly to Berlin."

Han Chong didn't know what to say for a moment.

He faintly felt that the moment had reached the threshold of turbulence, but for some reason, the people around him—whether it was Mr. Heng Yuan or Mr. Lan Zhi, didn't have the slightest sense of urgency, and they were doing strange things every day. matter.

"...Okay." Han Chong still nodded and replied, "Does Minggong have any other orders?"

"No more, eat well and sleep well by yourself," Mr. Hengyuan looked down at his chessboard again, "...don't make trouble."

……

"Girl, there is the Huzihao in front of you." At the edge of Baihuaya, the maid leading the way turned her head and said to Bai Ling.

"Thank you, Awan." Bai Ling said softly, "You don't have to go with me, just let these turtles—the guards watch outside."

The maid nodded, hesitated for a moment, and still said, "There is something I didn't tell the girl when I came out, so let me remind you now."

"Ok?"

"Before I went out, I reported to Aunt Fengqi that the girl wanted to come to the lake shop." The maid said in a low voice, "This is also the order that Aunt Fengqi gave us before. If there is any news about the girl's movement here, I have to speak to her. Although the girl told us to keep quiet this morning, but..."

"Oh, it's all right." Bo Ling nodded, "I said keep quiet, but I just don't want this to make a big deal. I should have told Fengqi Branch, but I forgot."

"Then go ahead, girl. Everyone in Huzihao recognizes me as a member of Lanzihao, and I don't really show my face... I'll just wait here. If there's anything wrong and the girl makes a fuss inside, we'll listen to you." When you get there, break in."

Bai Ling laughed, "I didn't come here to make trouble, take it easy."

The maid, A Wan, managed to force a smile, and then watched Bai Ling walk a dozen steps away, and step into the gate of the Huzi shop.

Just like other flower kilns in Baihuaya, the Huzihao in the morning is very quiet.

Most of the hangover guests did not wake up until the morning, and only a few waiters were cleaning the tables in the hall.

There are very few female guests in Baihuaya, and the female guests who will appear at this time usually come to grab the ears of their men.

Therefore, as soon as Bo Ling showed up, he attracted the attention of the shopkeeper at the front desk.

"This girl is here...?" Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, he saw the tattoo under Bai Ling's collarbone. His voice stopped abruptly, and he quickly changed his tone, "Which brand is it from?"

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