Zhu Ziyue said unhappily: "Young Master Yu's words are serious, Qishan is my confidant and friend, my brother in life and death, how can I save him, it is too late for me to be happy." ”

"It's narrow-minded." Yu Shijie apologized.

Neither of the two was polite.

Zhu Ziyue went with Yu Shijie to the Yu family courtyard where Chen Qishan lived.

It stands to reason that he, a brother in life and death, can take in Chen Qishan, but it was Yu Shijie who found Chen Qishan, who had been missing for more than a year, and when he knew, Chen Qishan had already settled in the Yu family's courtyard.

Zhu Ziyue saw Chen Qishan in the Yu family's courtyard, looking at the other party's miserable appearance and very weak, he didn't talk too much, chatted a few words, and then separated from the busy business.

Before leaving, Zhu Ziyue left a bowl of blood and a freshly baked scar on his wrist.

The scar was very light, with Mo Zixuan there, he didn't feel pain, and the scar only left a slight trace.

As for using his blood to alleviate Chen Qishan's condition, everyone hid it from him.

In fact, in this capital, there are not many people who have taken Chen Mengtian's elixir, but there are also many people, and there are a few people known to Zhu Ziyue.

One of them is the Taishi of this dynasty, that is, Yu Shijie's grandfather, Yu Taishi.

But he is too old to provide blood to Chen Qishan for a long time.

There is another one is the governor of Dongchang, Bai Yin.

But this man could not move.

If he and Yu Shijie are celebrities around the emperor, then Bai Yin is the emperor's eyeballs, and he can't wait to leave for a moment.

Zhu Ziyue left the Yu family's courtyard and did not ride the horse when he came, and told the butler who drove the carriage that he wanted to take a walk, and the butler could only follow him.

Walking on the sparsely populated streets, Zhu Ziyue suddenly felt lonely in his heart.

Jiang Zebei has been missing for three years, and there is no news yet.

Chen Qishan has not suffered less in the past three years, he was sent to guard the Western Regions and was injured, it was not serious at the time, but he has been dragging it without treatment, and then left the battlefield and wandered outside before he collapsed.

Thinking of the situation in which the two brothers of life and death have fallen into their current situation, Zhu Ziyue's heart is a little painful.

After so many years, they have long been in high positions, but they are not as high-spirited as they thought when they were young.

"Kill you stinky beggar! Actually stealing something! also stole it from Lao Tzu, and didn't inquire, who dares to have my Yu Laosan's buns on this street! ”

"Uh-huh......"

"That white bun, how can I sell it if a dirty paw directly soils Lao Tzu?! What a fucking bad luck! You stinky beggar......"

When Zhu Ziyue stood in place and fell into his memory, there was a scolding voice not far away.

It was also accompanied by punches and kicks, which was a kind of flesh and pulsation that was hit on the body, and it stopped in Zhu Ziyue's ears and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"What a fucking bad luck! Are you still hiding? Lao Tzu told you to hide! You pickled thing! Look at Lao Tzu if he doesn't kill you! ”

It was heavier than before, and the dull sound of hitting people sounded.

Uncle Liu, the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion, also heard the movement, he stopped the carriage and handed it to the attendant beside him, and walked quickly and worriedly towards Zhu Ziyue.

When he came to Zhu Ziyue, he said in a low voice: "My lord, the movement from the alley not far from the attendant, do you want me to take a look?" ”

Zhu Ziyue's eyes kept staring at the alley not far away, and when he heard Uncle Liu's words, he bowed his head slightly.

The latter immediately turned and walked into the alley, walking like a fly, not at all like what he should be at his age.