In order to listen to people talk about ancient times, Huang Si went out early in the morning.
He first walked around the city, bought some snacks and carried them. Then he ate a bunch and strolled in the street.
After walking around the city, he found that he seemed to get up too early. There was no place for entertainment except the shops selling goods.
Finally, he came to the teahouse again.
The waiter warmly welcomed them, and Huang Si asked them when someone would tell the story.
After learning that it didn''t start until 9 a.m., Huang Si found a good seat in the hall of the teahouse and sat down.
It was already eight o''clock, and some people had come to the hall. Most of them were rich and idle people.
Huang Si sat there, thinking about yesterday.
LV Cheng has been making trouble for the team chasing and killing song Hong, so that they never found song Hong. But in this way, LV Cheng was basically exposed. I''m afraid he won''t be severely punished by King Chang after going back. Losing an official is a small matter, but king Chang can''t cut off his head.
Huang Si sighs. Lin Zhuo and sang Xiu are still children. If they recover their memory and know that their unworthy children have brought trouble to their master, they don''t know what they will be angry.
As for Guan Ming''s past inquiries yesterday, I only heard a few words from them. It seems that important things have been discussed. They just said "we should catch song Hong alive as soon as possible", "be sure to ask clearly", "it''s important".
There are also many family members in the capital city of Chang, but unfortunately none of the people brought by King chang this time.
At present, I don''t know the purpose of King Chang''s arrest of song Hong, and I don''t know what it is that the king of a country has to come here.
The people around are chatting. Huang Si listens to all kinds of gossip in the city. It''s interesting to hear the people talk nonsense.
At nine o''clock, the old man finally came.
This gentleman has a two stringed piano, a small coat and a three pointed moustache. It really tastes like that. He sat in the middle of the hall, playing the piano and telling a story in a rhythmic voice.
Everyone who talked in the hall became quiet and listened to him.
Sir is talking about the old story of the Dragon kingdom.
The bewilderment of officials and kings of the Dragon Kingdom, and the heroism of generals and righteous men were described vividly in his mouth.
Speaking of the excitement, the gentleman also played the two stringed piano as fiercely as the wind and rain, combined with the rapid music, listening to the death of the former famous general, many people shed moving tears.
Huang Si also thinks it''s good and entertaining. Although he knows the history, it''s different to let Mr. soundtrack speak out.
Eating a string, listening to talk about ancient times, and the people around him sighed and commented with emotion. Huang Si thought that the entertainment of ancient society seemed good, and he could often come and listen to it in the future.
……
Song Hong has been guarding the hospital all night.
In the middle of the night, the old doctor couldn''t hold on and went to rest. Before leaving, he gave some medicine to song Hong and asked him to boil it for Xiao Qiu.
Xiaoqiu is in a coma now. Song Hong still doesn''t know what''s going on with her. It''s just that Xiaoqiu has been panting all the time. It seems that she can''t breathe. Even her body is bleeding outward, and her hair is falling down in large quantities.
Song Hong cooked the soup, broke off Xiaoqiu''s mouth and slowly poured it into her, but Xiaoqiu seemed unable to swallow it at all, and the soup spilled out.
Song Hong was helpless. He hesitated, drank the decoction himself, and then poured it into Xiao Qiu''s mouth.
Xiaoqiu was reluctantly filled with some medicine, but the situation was never good.
He waited until the old doctor woke up and hurriedly asked him to go over again.
The old doctor checked Xiaoqiu''s condition again, shook his head and said that her condition was worse, but he still didn''t know what the disease was.
They stayed until the afternoon. Xiaoqiu''s situation had become more and more serious. She lay in bed and gasped heavily, but it seemed that she had only breath out, not air in.
The old doctor trembled and pinched her pulse. Then he sat down and said, "Mr. Song, old age is true and can''t save your love..."
Looking at Xiaoqiu''s painful appearance, song Hong couldn''t help holding his fist tightly and pinching his hands to bleed.
"No, she can''t die... I don''t want her to die..."
Song Hong whispered to himself.
He went to bed and picked up Xiaoqiu. Xiaoqiu''s hands and feet shook beside his arms. The crimson dirty blood in his mouth flowed out again and pasted on him..
"Mr. Song, where are you going?"
"Someone... Someone can save her, that person... Is not an ordinary person, he must be able!"
Song Hongnan whispered to himself and rushed out of the hospital with Xiaoqiu in his arms.
The sky outside the house was bright. It was the afternoon after the heavy snow, and the snow on the road was cleaned. Yesterday''s heavy snow stopped, the wind stopped, and the snow melted, which made the weather colder.
Song Hong carefully hugged Xiaoqiu in his arms, picked up lightness skills and walked quickly without bumping to her as much as possible. He first came to Zhengqi building and asked about Huang Si''s residence.
Then he immediately came to the yard where Huang Si lived.
When he knocked on the door, someone opened it. He asked. When he learned that Huang Si was not here, he asked where he had gone.
"Listen, Gu has gone...? where will he go?"
Song Hong strode blankly down the street.
Tell the ancients, where will the ancients be?
Fireworks street?
He came to fireworks street and looked around, but he wasn''t there.
Or at the roadside tavern?
But neither.
Although dark clouds still cover the head, the snow makes the whole city brighter and brighter, even white.
Song Hong was anxious. Where did Huang Si go? He must find this man, he must find this man!
This man knows Zhou Xia and knows things hundreds of years ago. He has a young appearance, but his martial arts are shocking. It seems that he is much higher than Xia
He''s not a Terran.
He must be either God or devil!
He must have the ability to surpass mortals and can save Xiaoqiu!
As if he had found the last straw, song Hongjian made up his mind and ran desperately in the city with Xiaoqiu in his arms.
Suddenly, he remembered, yes, yesterday, he saw Huang Si eating and drinking tea with people in the teahouse. Maybe he was still there.
Turning in all directions, song Hong returned to the previous teahouse again.
He went straight to the hall on the first floor and glanced. Huang Si was not here.
Song Hong ignored the people in the hall to look at him and the surprised eyes of Xiao Qiu covered with blood in his arms. He hurried out again.
Just as he was about to leave the teahouse, a familiar voice sounded behind him:
"Song Hong, stop."
Song Hong hurriedly turned back and looked at the man walking behind him in surprise.
That familiar face is Huang Si! It''s him!
He finally found this man!
Song Hong was almost moved to tears. He knelt down directly in the snow, hugged Xiao Qiu, and earnestly begged:
"Mr. Huang, please help Xiao Qiu!"
Huang Si looked at Xiaoqiu and said faintly, "I stopped you because of her. But why did you want me to save her? Isn''t she dead?"
Song Hongru was struck by lightning.
His trembling hand touched Xiaoqiu''s wrist and tested her pulse, but he only felt silence.
Xiaoqiu''s arms are also getting cold.
... when did it start.
When did Xiaoqiu leave him so quietly?
Song Hong knelt on the ground, holding Xiaoqiu''s body in his arms, and couldn''t help screaming.