Chapter 1294

For Song Zhi's gratitude, Ji Yunshu said: "you should have helped us. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have a place to settle down easily."

Song Zhi: "this is what I should do."

Then Jing Rong took out a bag of heavy silver from his sleeve, stuffed it into Song Zhi's hand and said, "son of song, take these silver."

Uh?

Song Zhi felt his palm hot and quickly retracted his hand.

"No, no," he refused

"Just take it."

"I can't take it, Mr. Jing. You've helped me a lot. I can't take the money. Take it back."

He took several steps back as he spoke.

For fear that Jing Rong would force himself to accept it by "force". Jing Rong said, "the silver is just a sum of money for us, but now the test is coming. You need a lot of money. There will be a palace test at that time. Many places will cost money. I'm afraid you don't have much silver. You can't live with your pants and belt. Now

It's a critical period. You can't bear it. This money can make you have more money and have a peaceful examination. "

He intended to race the silver again. But song zhitie said, "thank you for your kindness, but I can't take this money! In fact, I have enough silver on me. You don't have to worry. Besides, you need more money to leave Huyi all the way. You'd better keep it yourself

I accept all my wishes. "

Repeatedly declined.

There was no way to stop the scene, so we had to give it up.

That night, Song Zhi went to find Ji Yunshu.

Seeing that her door was still open, he knocked.

Ji Yunshu is sitting inside to tidy up his two sandalwood boxes.

One is filled with paint.

An anatomical tool with all kinds of knives and the like.

She saw Song Zhi standing at the door: "come in“

Song Zhi went in with a warm iron.

Put it on the table and said, "I think it's very cold in the evening. You have to rush out of town early tomorrow morning. I'll make you a warm hot. You can drink a bowl, Mr. Ji. You'll be more comfortable tomorrow morning."

Ji Yunshu put a knife in his hand into the box and wiped his hand.

He picked up the bowl of soup and said, "I didn't expect you to be so kind, young master song."

"In fact, I'm used to it."

Ji Yunshu smiled and took a hot drink.

I have to say that Song Zhi's craftsmanship is very good, better than the cook invited by the house.

Song Zhi looked at her without blinking.

Since he knew Ji Yunshu was a woman, his heart was always beating when he faced her.

The dance flustered him.

One more night, Ji Yunshu is leaving.

Don't mention how reluctant he is.

Ji Yunshu didn't feel strange when he saw that he had been staring at himself. Instead, he asked curiously, "I don't know if Prince song has a girl in his heart?"

Song Zhi has always been a thin skinned man.

When asked, he blushed and bowed his head: "Mr. Ji is joking. I often deal with books. Where have I met any women?"

"Your conditions are actually good."

"Joking, joking."

Seeing him embarrassed, Ji Yunshu stopped talking about this topic. Suddenly he remembered something and asked, "in fact, there's something I'm still curious about."

"What's up?"

"It's about you."

"Me?" Song Zhi was surprised and poked himself with a finger.

What's curious about him?

I'm a poor man with red fruits. I can see everything from the front to the back.

Ji Yunshu put down the warm hot in his hand and said, "in Yiwu, everyone says you are a talent. I also read your poems. If you are the second, no one can be the first in today's world. In this way, why did you give up writing poems and instead write drama books?"

How do you remember? It's not the first time she asked this question.

Song stopped sighing: "the past... Don't mention it."

He never said why.

In the past few years, he has been asked by people. Every time he smiles, he doesn't say anything, or he just prevaricates.

Ji Yunshu asked again without result!

Song Zhi didn't say it, so he had to forget it.

Seeing that it was getting late, Song Zhi stopped interrupting and said goodbye to Ji Yun Shu.

He went out.

the second day.

Early in the morning, Jingrong and others got on the carriage.

He left before Song Zhi came to see him off.

Before leaving, Jing Rong left the bag of silver yesterday.

After Song Zhi found out, he was deeply moved and very sad.

He stood at the door with silver in his hand and looked at the direction of the gate of Gaoding city.

"Have a safe trip."

……

On a winter morning, the cold wind blows on people's hearts like a knife.

As if to scrape off the skin and flesh.

Nevertheless, the morning of Gaoding city is still very lively. Before dawn, many vendors have entered the city and filled stalls on both sides of the street.

Along the way, the smell of hot steamed stuffed buns also permeated the streets all day.

It's greedy.

A simple carriage went through the downtown to the gate of the city.

But was stopped by the guard at the gate.

"The carriage can't get out of town today."

Huh?

Lang Po on the horse asked, "why?"

"There was a strong wind last night. Several big trees fell down on the official road, and the hillside collapsed again. There was ponding everywhere. You can go there on foot, but the carriage can't get through."

They can't do without a carriage.

What should we do about Langbo?

He asked Jing Rong in the carriage through the curtain: "young master, how to deal with it?"

Jingrong opened the curtain and looked forward.

Two eyebrows wrinkled together: "it seems that I can't go today."

Lang Bo: "then why don't you go back?"

He raised his hand: "don't bother Song Zhi any more. We'll find an inn and stay until the official road is cleaned up."

"Yes."

So the carriage turned around.

Langbo found a nearby inn to stay.

They got out of the carriage and asked for some rooms.

When Ji Yunshu went up the stairs, he collided with a man who hurried downstairs.

Her shoulder hurt and she fell back. Fortunately, Jingrong stood behind and held her shoulder and waist.

At the same time, something on the man fell out of his clothes.

"Bang" sound.

Loud voice.

Shun Yi looked and saw that a dagger fell right at Ji Yunshu's feet.

The man quickly bent down to pick it up and put it in his sleeve.

Then he went downstairs.

Ji Yunshu could not help but frown.

A little curious.

The man wore a Confucian shirt and a student hat. At first glance, he was an official who came to take part in the joint examination.

But why is a scholar carrying a short knife?

Moreover, most students hold a pen and the cocoon is on their fingers, but when the man picked up the knife just now, Ji Yunshu found that his cocoon is on the palm of his hand!

It looks like the hand of a person who works all year round. But the jade pendant on a man's waist is invaluable. Naturally, he is not a laborer.