Chapter 44

Early the next morning, Qian'an went to Wen Tiange and waited for Bingwen.

Seeing that he was not in a hurry and came slowly with sang, he impatiently pulled him up the second floor.

"You're right. The people sent out yesterday afternoon came back in the evening and said that they were all in the Guanyin temple outside the northern suburb."

Su Qian'an knew Bingwen was in a hurry. He had planned to go and tell him last night. After thinking about it, I endured it until the morning and waited in the shop.

When you listen to the text, your spirit is refreshed. After looking for so long, I found it.

"Then I'll go now."

Su Qian'an said "well", then remembered again and asked, "what about the person who made an appointment to see you yesterday morning?"

"The young master's business is the biggest. Let him wait." Bingwen said to Su Qian'an as he went downstairs.

At the door, he turned to Sang Yi and said, "don't follow me. Keep it for the person later."

"Young master, when will you be back?" Sang Yi asked.

"Fast words afternoon, slow words afternoon." Bingwen thought about the next way.

"Yes."

Bingwen went out to find a carriage and went outside the northern suburb.

I ran into Xiao mubai's queue when I crossed the city gate.

Xiao mubai waved in the direction of Yayue pavilion with his back.

In the center of the Yayue Pavilion, Xu Wenlan is sitting on the Guqin stage. A light purple robe sets off his unique temperament, and there seems to be a reluctant star in his eyes. The slender, jade like fingertips touched the strings of the piano, and a sad and graceful song was released from the three folds of the reluctant Yang pass.

At the gate of the north city wall, under the Yayue Pavilion. However, all those who heard him were stained by his zither sound and left the mourning on their faces.

At the end of the song, Xu Wenlan got up gently.

Waving to the direction of Xiao mubai's departure, he called out: "mubai..."

Bingwen also heard Xu Wenlan playing the piano for the first time. He admired it with awe. Under his high reputation, he deserved it.

After some emotion, he hurriedly urged the groom who was still immersed in the parting song to leave the city quickly.

After walking for more than an hour, he finally arrived at the Guanyin temple. Bingwen ordered the groom to wait and walk to Guanyin temple.

From a distance, I saw the smoke curling up in the temple, and the temple door was also open. Those who gathered inside were all poor students, otherwise they wouldn't have stayed a hundred miles away. What is cooked in the pot is also two green vegetables and two millet. There are also three or five people gathered to discuss whether they can dig up more silver under the Guanyin temple.

Bingwen only knows their names, not their looks. Looking around for a week, I didn't know who was who, so I simply shouted.

"Shi Zhongfei, Yin Guangbo, Kong Changhui."

"Who are you?"

A voice of inquiry came from the innermost corner of the temple.

Bingwen followed the sound and went in. He saw a man wiping the forehead of another lying man.

"What's your name?" Bingwen asked.

"Kong Changhui."

"Where is he?" Bingwen pointed to the lying one.

"Shi Zhongfei."

"Do you know Yin Guangbo?"

Kong Changhui nodded.

"He went out to dig wild vegetables."

"You three together?" Bingwen was happy and lived together.

"No, we came from different places to take the exam. We couldn't live outside the city. We were forced to live here. After talking several times, we found that we had the same temperament and took care of each other."

"What's the matter with him?"

Kong Changhui sighed and said, "I burned it a few days ago. I found a doctor around. I don't want to come here with less money."

Bingwen touched Shi Zhongfei's forehead and it was hot.

"How can this work? If you drag it down, you must be stupid. Come with me."

"Who are you?" Kong Changhui was a little confused. The three of them were poor and didn't know what the noble childe was doing by calling their names at the entrance of the temple. It didn't look like they knew Shi Zhongfei and Yin Guangbo.

"I Bingwen." Bingwen made a courtesy.

"Are you the son of Bingwen in the Wentian Pavilion in the capital?"

I don't know who shouted so loudly in the temple, and the pot burst open in an instant.

"Is it really Bingwen's son?"

"Young master Bingwen, I wonder if I can make a friend."

"Young master Bingwen, come here and sit down and say?"

Bing Wenfu had a headache on his forehead. He looked at Kong Changhui with a confused face and said, "how about taking him to the doctor first?"

Kong Changhui nodded dully.

"Do you have anything to bring?"

Kong Changhui shook his head and squatted down again to pack up the books.

They helped Shi Zhongfei to walk out of the temple in the crowded crowd and just ran into Yin Guangbo who came back from digging wild vegetables.

"Who is this? Where are you going?" Yin Guangbo asked, pointing to Bingwen with a basket of wild vegetables.

"Are you Yin Guangbo?"

"Do we know each other?" Yin Guangbo was surprised that the young man in Chinese clothes could call his own name.

"Let's go. Let's talk on the way." Bingwen threw his basket and took him out.

Yin Guangbo was dragged stumbling, looked at Kong Changhui and asked, "what's going on?"

"Said to take Shizhong to see a doctor." Kong Changhui and Bingwen fly Shizhong into the carriage as they speak.

Yin Guangbo heard the speech and asked Shi Zhongfei to fly behind.

After the three men had settled down, Bingwen ordered the carriage to return to Beijing and go to the world medicine hall.

"I don't know why childe Bingwen came to this broken temple to find the three of us?" Kong Changhui asked while holding Shi Zhongfei and letting him lean on him.

"What? You said his name was Bingwen? The son of Bingwen in Wen Tiange?" Yin Guangbo asked Kong Changhui excitedly.

Kong Changhui nodded to him.

Yin Guangbo swallowed his saliva and asked incredulously, "you, are you looking for... Us?"

Bingwen nodded sincerely.

"For,, why?" Yin Guangbo was a little stuttered.

Bing Wenfu thought about it for a while, but he thought it would be better to say it simply.

"I have been entrusted to come and take care of you."

They looked at each other and asked, "who is it?"

"He's not in the capital now. He just appreciates the talent and learning of the three of you, so he asks me to take care of you and take the scientific examination at ease."

Both of them were flattered. Originally, the three of them left their hometown for the first time to come to Beijing for the exam. They were in danger and nameless and sympathized with each other. Now suddenly there is a famous young master Bingwen in the capital, who claims to be entrusted to take care of them?

"I wonder if we have a chance to thank him in person?" The two bowed.

Bingwen nodded.

"There will be a chance."

Bingwen first exchanged elegant poems and songs with them, and then gradually led the topic to the court policy and the way of being an official. After some debate and discussion, I felt more and more that my eyes were so unique at the beginning of summer.

It was not until the carriage reached the door of the medicine hall that they ended the pleasant conversation. Bingwen and Kong Changhui helped Shi Zhongfei and asked Yin Guangbo to fly off the carriage and into the medicine hall.

The doctor diagnosed Shi Zhongfei's pulse, pricked a needle and prescribed a prescription. Fortunately, it was not too late and there were no other diseases. It's a long time after high fever, which leads to coma caused by repeated body heat. He also ordered that even if the high fever subsided, it would be repeated at night and should be taken care of carefully.

Bingwen thanked them, took the medicine, took them on the carriage and went to Shuangsheng inn.

Take them to their respective rooms and settle down. Bingwen went downstairs and charged them with all their expenses to Wentian Pavilion.

When I looked at it, it was too late. I hurried to Wentian Pavilion.