Yijuan cloud

Chapter 207 The general is sick
The three Kongming lanterns slowly flew high and far away.

Because other people's Kongming lanterns are placed backwards, they fall behind our two Kongming lanterns and are particularly bright.

I thought to myself, and I don’t know what the person who put the lantern made a wish for.

Fireworks suddenly burst out in the sky, and half of the sky was filled with gold and silver, which reflected the Kongming Lantern very interestingly.

At this time, a flower was also released from the other side of the sky, and soon the whole city was filled with fireworks.

It turns out that flower fighting has begun in the city.

Several little maids praised it repeatedly and looked up in ecstasy.

I was also very happy. I took Linghua's hand and pointed to the fireworks and told her name: "Yijie Hardware, Su Xian Plum Blossom, Green Lotus, Aquarius Xiangtian..."

After counting, I suddenly saw a figure sitting on the eaves. If I looked carefully, I saw that it was Xing'er.

On such a cold day, he sat on the room drinking cold wine!

I immediately shouted angrily: "Come down here, are you going to kill me?"

The sound of firecrackers was so loud that several people called him for a while before he flew over from the roof.

I stepped forward and said out of breath: "It's useless for me to nurse you back every day. It's better for you to wear such thin clothes and sit in the room blowing in the air while drinking!"

I grabbed the wine bottle from his hand and turned around and handed it to Linghua. When I turned around, I saw Xing'er looking at me with a smile. I couldn't explain the reason. Although he was smiling, he looked at me with a look that seemed strange. Happy and sad.

I knew that even though I scolded him, he was still so happy because I hadn't been this happy for a long time.

He smiled and said, "It's a festival, it's rare to be happy, and it's so lively, so I'll just drink a few sips, it won't be a problem." Then he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "There are people setting off fireworks outside our house, guess who it is." ?”

No need for Xing'er to tell me, I already knew who it was.

I slowly turned my eyes and saw that outside the high wall, a huge firework was going off, almost filling half of the sky.

Could it be that he was the one who set off the Kongming Lantern just now?

Is he gone yet?
It was rare to fall asleep quickly at night, and when I woke up, it was already bright.

I didn't get up immediately, I lay quietly looking at the dark tent ceiling, thinking about the dream from last night.

It was Xing'er, Linghua and I who were setting off the fireworks, but we couldn't find the fireworks. Fan Li hurried over, holding a lot of fireworks in his arms, and kept saying: "Coming, coming …”

I couldn't help but sigh, how could I dream about him?
This sound alarmed the little maid outside. She heard the maid whisper: "Is the girl awake?"

As soon as I lifted the curtain, I suddenly felt the sun was dazzling. I was still a little dazed, so I just sat down by the bed.

The little maid came over to hook up the bed curtain and said, "Master Zhao has come here to ask several times, saying that there are guests coming to the house."

"Who is it?" I asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, but Sister Linghua went to the front to take care of me."

Before he arrived, he saw Xing'er quickly coming out from a side room in the main room.

He lowered his voice and said: "General Fan is probably injured by Fenghan and has a high fever that won't go away. You can at least give him a look."

I immediately stopped and said in a cold voice: "If you are sick, seek medical attention. This is not a medical clinic. I can't see you. Please ask them to go find a doctor outside."

Just as he turned to leave, Feng Jian ran out of the house and shouted: "Miss Zhao, stay! My young master is very ill and it is difficult to find a doctor during the Chinese New Year. I know you know some medical skills, so please give me a look first." "

While talking, he ran to my side.

I said calmly: "How can I treat patients casually? I only know a little about medical science. How can I be a doctor and treat patients? I'd better hire someone wiser."

Then he turned to Xing'er and said, "Take General Fan to find a medical clinic. I heard that Dr. Zhang from Jishi Hall has good medical skills, so you can go and give it a try."

Feng Jian stamped his feet and said: "I didn't expect you to be so cruel. If my young master wakes up and can walk, why would he come to your door?" I was startled and thought to myself: "Is he so seriously ill? Is he already unconscious? "

After a second thought, he asked, "Then how did you get here?"

Feng Jian had an angry look on his face and almost opened his mouth, but finally held back his temper and sighed helplessly: "Do you really don't understand? My young master has gone crazy! He stayed out in the cold for half the night last night, and I agreed to go back this morning and ride When I passed the gate of your mansion on horseback, I suddenly fell off the horse and my head felt hot..."

On the bed, Fan Li looked haggard and lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

Linghua was changing the towel on his forehead.

When I got closer, she stood up and said anxiously: "Come and take a look."

I gently pressed her shoulders: "Don't worry."

Fan Li's forehead was surprisingly hot and his breathing was heavy.

I gently opened his eyelids and took a look. I found out that he was suffering from acute heat attacking his heart, cold externally and hot internally. Although the symptoms were severe, they were not serious, so I said to Xing'er: "It's not easy to ask a doctor for a big holiday, but there are many It's always okay to use some money. I hurt my waist last time, so I asked Dr. Zhang to do it, but he's famous now, so you can bring more money."

Xing'er stood still.

I turned my face and said, "Go."

"Okay, let's go now." After saying that, Xing'er bowed to Linghua again, "It takes about two sticks of incense to get back and forth. Sister, please take more care of me."

Linghua hurriedly said: "Go quickly, you can rest assured here."

Doctor Zhang was invited over, performed acupuncture on Fan Li, and prescribed a prescription. Soon after the medicine was taken, Fan Li woke up.

However, according to Xing'er, Fan Li was still groggy and wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by Feng Jian and Linghua, so he stayed for the night.

The next morning, when I was combing my hair, Linghua came in and ordered the little maid who was combing my hair to go down and she came over to help me comb it.

While she was tying my hair, she said, "General Fan is leaving. He said he wanted to thank you and say goodbye in person."

In the bronze mirror, Linghua and I's faces were reflected. She had quick hands and seemed to want me to dress up as soon as possible.

I said, "Just say I have a headache and I don't see anyone."

"What's wrong with meeting him?" Linghua said.

"When you meet once, there will be a second and third meeting...and then I want to see you again. I don't have any intention, so why should I keep hope in vain?"

I turned to look at Linghua and said, "Go and talk to General Fan. You took care of him for a day and a night, and you are the one he should thank."

Linghua shook his head and said: "I came to the north and relied on General Fan to take care of me. What's the value of what I did? I understand that feelings can't be forced. Even if you don't see him, it's not affectionate, but it's for his own good. I just hope that Fan The general himself can understand."

I nodded: "Then go ahead."

Linghua said "Yeah" and walked away quickly.

I looked in the direction of the door curtain and thought, judging from the way this girl looked, her thoughts were all about Fan Li. Could it be that she really had feelings for Fan Li?
As soon as the Lantern Festival is over, the New Year is completely over. At night, the streets become deserted again.

Frost condensed on the bluestone road, which had already formed a layer of ice, giving off a faint cold light.

I hugged my shoulders, shivering with cold, and hid in the corner with Xing'er.

Xing'er couldn't help but scolded: "That boy is sleeping in the alley? Isn't he here yet?"

"I'll definitely come." I whispered, "Tomorrow is his father's birthday. He has to celebrate his birthday early in the morning, so he has to go home today."

We want to rob the carriage of the young master commanded by Simiao of the capital.

Mr. Miao and Jiang Chujie had several lovers together, and they were all guests in Huaxiang.

(End of this chapter)