Ninefold Purple

The small river in the back mountain is clear, and the white pebbles at the bottom of the river are clearly visible.

Song Mo stood by the river, quietly watching the shadows of trees reflected in the gurgling water.

With his stone blue brocade robe, jasper hairpin, tall and straight figure, and quiet breath, he seems to have turned into a tree in the forest behind him, blending into the blue sky with the breeze, revealing the clearness of autumn in the loneliness .

Dou Zhao couldn't help but stagnate after getting off the soft sedan chair.

Song Mo turned his head when he heard the sound, and said with a smile, "You're here!"

His eyes were gentle and his smile was sincere, but Dou Zhao suddenly lost his voice: "Why are you so thin?"

The originally delicate facial features became more distinct because of the thinness, making him look solemn and stern even with a smile on his face.

"Really?" Song Mo smiled, "Why didn't I feel that?"

Dou Zhao sighed quietly in his heart.

No matter who encounters such a thing like him, I'm afraid they will toss and turn in sleepless nights, let alone with injuries on their bodies.It was not easy for him to stand in front of her.

She couldn't help but said, "How's your injury?"

"It's okay!" Song Mo obviously didn't want to talk about it, so he said briefly, "I asked Gu Yu to help hire the best imperial doctor in Tai Hospital, and they all said that you can't be impatient, you can only take it easy. I'm just lying in bed these days I ate and drank a lot, and didn’t go anywhere.” Then she asked her with a smile, “I heard that the Jiji ceremony is very lively, but unfortunately, I can’t come to congratulate…” There was a slight regret in his eyes, but it was really a pity.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but slander.

Even if you haven't encountered such a shitty thing, even if you are not injured, can you come?In what capacity and what excuse are you here?

Thoughts flashed by, and I felt that I was worrying too much.

What does Song Mo want to do and can't do it? !

Maybe it was a good thing he couldn't come to congratulate him.

If he found an excuse to interact with him in an open manner, how could she avoid the Song family's affairs in the future?

Then Ji Yong came to mind.

Why did one or two of the people she met have such temperaments? !

Then she thought of Wu Shan and Wei Tingyu... only felt that Song Mo and Ji Yong both gave her a headache.

She simply didn't think about anything, looked around, pointed to a big bluestone not far away, and said to Song Mo, "Let's go and sit down?" Very serious, I don't know what's going on now?He hurriedly said again, "Forget it, let's talk standing up?" I couldn't help muttering in my heart, I don't know if it's hard for him to stand like this...

Song Mo looked at Dou Zhao and smiled, the smile flowing from the depths of his eyes to the corners of his eyes and brows.

He said softly: "I'm fine. The external injury has healed a long time ago, and the internal injury... My uncle thinks that learning kung fu from outsiders is too domineering and exposed. Our Song family is the emperor's close ministers. I am not very good at learning this. I specially found a master to tell me in the early years Practicing internal family health-preserving kung fu, this kung fu is like a small fire of tea, you have to take it slowly, and there is no rush." ​​[

"That's good!" Dou Zhao recalled that when Duan Gongyi met Song Mo for the first time, he said that Song Mo seemed to have learned some special martial arts, thinking that both the Jiang family and the Song family were prosperous for a century, and there must be ways of self-defense that outsiders don't know about. technique, he responded casually.

Song Mo smiled slightly, and said, "Last time, you told me that there are wild vegetables in the farm, do they just grow on the back mountain? Why didn't I see any of them?"

Dou Zhao couldn't help but said, "Do you know wild vegetables?"

"I know you!" Song Mo laughed, "I didn't know each other before, but after I went back, someone picked some of them... I don't know the rare ones, but I know the common ones."

Not so much!

Dou Zhao blinked.

Song Mo nodded at her seriously.

Dou Zhao looked around, pulled out a plant with oval leaves and folded it back: "What is this?"

"This..." Song Mo had never seen it before, and his forehead was sweating immediately, and he murmured, "It should be... Ye Liao?"

It really worked!

Dou Zhao muttered in his heart.

"No!" She said solemnly, "This is sorrel."

Sorrel and Polygonum foliage look very similar, but the leaves of one are narrower and longer, and the leaves of the other are rounder.

Song Mo wiped his sweat in embarrassment.

Dou Zhao laughed out loud.

That smile was somewhat narrow and sly, so it had a kind of wanton flying, which brightened Song Mo's gloomy heart.

He couldn't help laughing.

The smile softened Song Mo's eyebrows and eyes, revealing a little youthful beauty.

Dou Zhao secretly sighed in his heart.

Such a beautiful boy, but Song Yichun forcibly turned him into a murderer.

"It's also called sorrel." She shook the sorrel in her hand. "It's a wild vegetable that grows in summer. After picking it off, wash it with clean water, put it in boiling water for a little bit, and then take it out and eat it. It can clear away heat and cool blood. effect."

Song Mo took the sorrel from Dou Zhao's hand, and said with a smile, "The last time I ate okra, you seem to know this very well."

"Yeah." Dou Zhao looked up at the three wild peach trees on the other side of the river, and said with a smile, "I grew up here. When I was young, I used to go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables and go down the river to fish with the children in the village," she pointed out. I came to a corner by the small river, "Did you see that? In summer, there will be a lot of wild fish..." Dou Zhao turned around and asked him with a smile, "Can you walk?"

"Yeah!" Song Mo nodded, "I can walk."

"Go, I'll take you to a place!" Dou Zhao walked forward with a smile and said, "If you find it difficult, just say so." After a slight pause, he said, "Don't hold on, it's boring."

"I see!" Song Mo smiled, and crossed the river with Dou Zhao on the stones.

Dou Zhao quickly climbed up the wild peach tree.

Song Mo climbed up without hesitation.

He saw a large field of crops and two villages. The one to the east was Dou Zhao's farm. A green brick and tile house stood in the middle of the village, surrounded by some low mud and thatched houses.The other is very strange.The size and layout of the two villages are similar, and he can even clearly see the shadows of farmers working in the fields and people walking among the green brick houses.

Dou Zhao pointed to the village that made him feel unfamiliar, and said with a smile: "That is the Lang family's farm. The Lang family rarely comes here, and the man who manages the farm is a thin old farmer. He has a white and fat man. Fat wife, likes to drink very much, every time she drank too much, she chased and beat the old Zhuangtou, while the old Zhuangtou scolded and ran to the field, all the people in the farm came out to watch the excitement..."

Song Mo couldn't help but laugh.

He seemed to see the little Dou Zhao lying here with crooked eyes watching the couple fighting in the Lang family's Zhuangtou... That ridiculous noise, like a warm current, overflowed his indifferent heart and warmed his heart Heart.

Dou Zhao's expression suddenly became serious.

She stared into Song Mo's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know why your father framed you!"

Song Mo's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Dou Zhao turned his head and looked back at the two villages that seemed not far apart.

"You know my mother committed suicide, right?" In her last life, she often stood here looking at the two villages, but in this life, she rarely had such an opportunity, "I often think, why did she have to commit suicide? Am I not worthy of her staying? In this world, who will take me seriously? Who will protect me regardless of life and death? Am I not as good as Lai San in the village? He is bullied outside every day His mother still treats him like a baby..." A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, "Sometimes I was going crazy thinking, and I would run around on the mountain... One year on the Mid-Autumn Festival, my third uncle gave me A box of Beijing-style mooncakes came. I don’t know why. I was very confused. As soon as the third uncle left, I ran to the mountain, looked up suddenly, and saw these three wild peach trees... I was wearing a new dress at the time... I was like a child in the village, I climbed up the tree, my clothes were hung up, but I saw the old man of the Lang family being chased and beaten by his wife..." Perhaps thinking of the scene at that time, Dou Zhao curled up his mouth and laughed , and then pointed to a family at the westernmost end of Langjiazhuang, "There are two daughters in that house, and their father would go from village to household with groceries in the slack season. They brought back two sesame seed cakes." Then he pointed to another family, "The mother-in-law in that family is very powerful, and the daughter-in-law would stand under the eaves and scold if she was a little slower, but once her daughter-in-law was sick, she immediately went to the city He invited a doctor, and even made medicine for his daughter-in-law..." Dou Zhao stared at Song Mo with piercing eyes, "You see, there are bad things in this world, but there are also good things. You will find that there are still more good than bad!"

Is she trying to persuade herself not to take her father's framing of her to heart?

Song Mo's vision was a little blurred.

I don't know if it's because of what Dou Zhao said, or because of her intentions for herself.

"I just don't trust my own father very much," Dou Zhao's voice reached his ears from time to time, "so I heard that Mr. Yan and Xu Qing were hunted down, so I took care and let Duan Gongyi and Chen Xiaofeng and the others went to Beijing to find out the news. If you are really framed by your father as I expected, then you can reach out, if not... Be careful, just treat me as a needless worry!"

Song Mo smiled bitterly: "It's a good thing you didn't need to do anything, otherwise I'm afraid I would have died long ago."

Dou Zhao didn't speak, she looked towards the two farms down the mountain.

It was almost noon, and smoke rose from the village.

Song Mo followed Dou Zhao's gaze.

The women who delivered the food greeted each other in twos and threes, and went to the fields together with smiles.

The quiet village is a little lively because of this laughter, but what makes people feel is not the noise, but the vitality.

Song Mo felt that his heart became quiet and light like this village.

He turned his head to look at Dou Zhao beside him, and said "thank you" softly.

"You're welcome." Dou Zhao said with a smile, "You will find that time is like an arrow, and the things that made you feel miserable just a moment ago, once that moment passes, you will soon forget, and even the pain will be forgotten together."

Xia Lian, who hid behind the woods and looked at Song Mo and Dou Zhao from a distance, was full of worries: "What are Shizi and Miss Dou four going to say? How did they climb up the tree?"

Chen He couldn't help pursing his lips when he thought of Dou Zhao's warning to him "don't make an example".

Fourth Miss Dou must want to tell Shi Ziye why she found out that British Duke had plans for Shi Ziye.

Because of this, he was a little absent-minded, and said: "Maybe there is something important, talk on the tree, I definitely don't want to be eavesdropped."

"Really?" Xia Lian was very skeptical, "Even a mosquito flies in this back mountain, who can eavesdrop on the conversation between the son and the fourth lady?"

Since the "robbery by thieves" happened in the British government, no matter whether it is the British prince or the prince, many skilled guards have been added around him.Even if it is really decided, Shizi still has enough manpower. (to be continued)

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