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Chapter 167
The tea cup in Cui Shu's hand was gradually empty, and Qiongzhi lifted the teapot and asked, "Cui Langjun, will my servant add another cup for you?"

Cui Shu nodded, swallowed what he wanted to ask in detail, and handed the tea cup to Qiongzhi.

He Lingjiang took the roasted naan and jerky, and asked Cui Shu in a low voice, "Cui Langjun, would you like some more food?"

"Thank you Mrs. Liu, I just had dinner." Cui Shu declined with a smile.

Even so, He Lingjiang didn't give in any more, he took the food and used it.

Poet He also took the naan from Qiongzhi's hand and quietly bowed his head to eat this simple dinner.

The so-called food does not speak, sleep does not speak.

The group of He Lingjiang only lowered their heads and focused on the food in front of them. There was only the occasional crackling sound when the firewood was burning beside the bonfire.

Sitting here again, Cui Shu felt a little embarrassed.

He lowered his head and drank the tea in his hand, then cupped his hands and said, "I won't disturb the two of you for dinner. If something happens, you can just call me."

He Lingjiang nodded and saw that he walked back to his resting position, which was a real relief.

The rain in Shaoyang will continue for many days. Even though the rain here is much lighter, it still rains down to dawn.

He Lingjiang woke up in the rain, and after breakfast, they packed up and prepared to continue on their way.

The same is true for Cui Shu.

He put away his things and came to say goodbye to He Lingjiang and Tonghe Poet: "Let's say goodbye today, and I don't know when we can meet again. The two of you are very dear."

"So does Cui Langjun."

He Lingjiang looked at the continuous drizzle outside the temple and reminded Cui Shu: "Shaoyang is going to have heavy rain in the past few days, and the rain will get heavier as we go forward, and there may be flood damage. it is good."

Their line came from the direction of Shaoyang County Chief. Since they said that, this must be true.

When Cui Shu was about to arrive in Shaoyang, he heard that there was a severe drought here, and it had not rained in March.

Yesterday afternoon, as soon as he entered the territory of Shaoyang, it started to rain. He also asked whether Jitai came here.

Listening to Mrs. Liu's words, after this severe drought, I am afraid that there will be a major flood.

The drought during the spring planting season would have affected a year's harvest, but now the floods have followed, making it difficult for Shaoyang this year.

I only hope that the imperial court can respond in time, allocate food to bear the disaster, and help the people of Shaoyang tide over this disaster.

He sighed in his heart: No matter when, it is the people who suffer the most...

"Thank you Mrs. Liu for reminding me, we will then go around Hengyang and go back to Jiangzhou."

Cui Shu is an unofficial person, and even if he arrives in Shaoyang, he can't help much. It is better to go back as soon as possible and report the news to his father who is serving in the court.

Cui Shuti stepped out of the ruined temple. Although it was still raining outside, it was still much brighter than the inside of the temple.

The guards around him had already prepared their horses, and when they saw him coming out, they hurriedly stepped forward to ask for instructions: "Lang Jun, are you going to leave?"

Cui Shu nodded slightly, and then bowed to He Lingjiang and the two standing under the eaves: "Let's say goodbye."

Poet He also bowed his hands in return: "Don't pass, Cui Langjun be careful on the road."

In the rainy day, He Lingjiang looked at his expression, but frowned slightly, and stopped Cui Shu, who was about to get on the horse: "Cui Langjun, wait!"

Cui Shu didn't know why, so he turned around and asked, "Is there something wrong with Lady Liu?"

He Lingjiang didn't speak, just frowned and looked at him carefully.

Cui Shu looked at her inexplicably: "Liu Niangzi?"

Poet He couldn't help tugging at her sleeve.

He Lingjiang stared at Cui Shu for a moment, then stretched his brows, and then took out a wrapped talisman from his sleeve and handed it to him: "For you."

Cui Shu reached out and took Fu Lu over, with a slightly suspicious look on his face: "This is?"

"amulet."

Cui Shu's heart skipped a beat, as if his heart was wrinkled by this spring wind.

"This……"

He was about to speak when he heard He Lingjiang solemnly say: "I see that your Yintang is dark and your complexion is dark, and you may have a bloody disaster recently. You should wear this amulet close to you. It can protect you once at a critical moment."

Cui Shu's face froze, Yintang turned black, and the disaster of blood light, this is not the first time he has heard of this statement, but this situation is quite surprising...

The two guards behind Cui Shu looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

Lang Jun is graceful and graceful, and wherever he goes, he is highly sought after by little ladies.

In addition to the jinpa sachet, there are also countless little ladies who gave Lang Jun various amulets and marriage talismans.

Lang Jun always refused with a smile.

However, like Mrs. Liu, it was the first time that she came to deliver things on the grounds of "blackening of Yintang and the disaster of blood light".

"What? You don't believe it?" He Lingjiang raised his eyebrows.

This...how do you call him...

Cui Shu couldn't help laughing bitterly, but still shook his head: "Why, since Lady Liu said so, I naturally believe it."

He said he believed it, but only he knew how much he believed in his heart.

There was no smile on He Lingjiang's face, and he just said solemnly, "I never lie to anyone in such matters."

As for whether others believe it or not, it is up to them.

After saying that, she lifted the skirt slightly and went to the carriage. Seeing this, Aman quickly followed with an umbrella.

Cui Shu was taken aback.

Poet He was afraid that he would not believe it, so he threw this thing away, but reminded him: "My sister, she knows a little bit of mysticism. Cui Langjun might as well take this thing with you first, just in case."

Cui Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, is the lady of the Liu family still proficient in mystic arts?
"Thank you Liu Langjun for the point, I will wear this amulet close to me."

He put the amulet in his arms, and then walked to He Lingjiang's carriage and bowed to the carriage: "Shu, thank you Lady Liu for thinking about it."

"Lucid waters and lush mountains, you and I will see you another day."

He Lingjiang lifted the curtain, looked at Cui Shu in front of the car, and said, "Don't thank me."

She does things without asking for anything in return.

"If this amulet can really work, Cui Langjun will answer my request, how?"

He's going to Yingdu sooner or later. After the imperial examination, Cui Shu is afraid that he will be an official in Yingdu just like his father.

If she bumps into it one day, if she can't think of a reason for prevarication, she can use this to keep him silent and stop investigating her false identity.

The guards behind Cui Shu gave each other another look, look, this lady Liu is still going to turn around and approach our lord.

Hearing her words, Cui Shu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but then smiled, the smile in his eyes like a clear spring in the forest, slowly flowing through the person.

"can."

He Lingjiang glanced at the look of his entourage behind him, and said with a chuckle: "Cui Langjun just don't worry, I won't make any unreasonable demands."

"Naturally, you are assured of the lady."

Poet He was already in the carriage at this time, and He Lingjiang nodded: "Then let's say goodbye to it, see you by fate."

After saying that, she knocked on the wall of the carriage, and the carriage swayed forward, marching in the spring breeze and drizzle, and gradually disappeared.

(End of this chapter)