Chapter 687 Little Qin Doctor

"Okay, I'll take you out for a walk," Kong Wenmin immediately stood up, walking towards Chen Qingxuan, standing side by side with him in front of the window, looking at the wet hand sticking out of the window, Kong Wenmin said with a smile, " Just don't eat outside, if we drink so much, if we get drunk outside, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing."

"That's right," Chen Qingxuan nodded with a smile, stretched his hand back, took the handkerchief from Kong Wenjie and wiped it, and asked casually, "You live next door to me?"

"I live downstairs." Kong Wenmin said hesitantly.

"You live... Datong shop?" Chen Qingxuan was startled, then frowned and looked at Kong Wenjie, "You don't have enough money?"

"No, on such a rainy day, the inn is overcrowded. After finally finding this inn, there is only one vacant room," Kong Wenmin explained, "It's okay, I'm leaving tomorrow anyway, and I'll just spend another night It's done, and it's not..."

Before Kong Wenmin could finish speaking, Chen Qingxuan interrupted him: "Tonight, you come up to live with me."

"It's okay," Kong Wenmin waved his hands in a hurry, "it's just a nap, I'll be leaving early tomorrow, so there's no need to bother."

"What's the trouble?" Chen Qingxuan frowned and stared at Kong Wenmin, "Are you a girl? Are you afraid that I will take advantage of you? I'd rather be on the kang with so many people than come up and talk to her." I live?"

"Who, who is the girl?" Kong Wenmin laughed dumbfounded, paused, and said, "Aren't you sick? I'm afraid you won't be able to rest well. I... I snore loudly at night. Wen Jie usually Can't take it."

"It's okay, believe it or not, the sound of my teeth grinding can definitely overwhelm your snoring?" Chen Qingxuan looked at Kong Wenmin seriously.

Kong Wenmin couldn't help laughing, fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes: "I don't believe it, my snoring sound is earth-shattering."

"Then try it." Chen Qingxuan looked at Kong Wenmin provocatively, "Tonight, I will let you experience my Chen-style teeth grinding technique."

...

The fifth day of September in the 33rd year of Jiasheng

capital.

Pingxi Palace.

"My lord," when Meng Tan hurried in from the outside, Zhong Zhiling was having breakfast, and he bowed to salute while reporting, "Jiang Boren has just returned to Beijing."

After Dai Jingfeng died in Shu, Zhong Zhiheng promoted Jiang Boren as the new commander of Jinyiwei. At that time, he sent Jiang Boren to lead a team to southern Xinjiang. One was to cooperate with the Northwest Army to go deep into Southern Xinjiang, and the other was to monitor the Northwest Army.

"Oh? His legs and feet are not slow, and it only takes a month to go back and forth," Zhong Zhiling said slowly, putting down the bowl in his hand, taking the handkerchief from Meng Tan to wipe his mouth, while He asked again, "Jiang Boren has already returned to Beijing, so the Southern Xinjiang must be doing well, right?"

"Yes, my lord, please don't worry, our northwest army is not clean and neat?" Meng Tan said with a smile, and as soon as Zhong Zhiling arrived at the side hall, he poured tea and offered it with both hands, "My lord, please."

"How is Xu Chengjin?" Zhong Zhiling held the tea cover and asked Meng Tan.

"According to the prince's order, Xu Chengjin has been handed over to Jin Yiwei, and now Jiang Boren has brought him back to the capital," Meng Tan said, while sitting down, "this time, Chi Chongyuan also came to Beijing with Jiang Boren , Cheng Xiangyang, by the way, my lord, our people have found Qin Lu's son in Southern Xinjiang, Qin Chong who has been serving as a military doctor in Southern Xinjiang, and in a few days we will be able to send Xiao Qin Langzhong to the capital."

Zhong Zhiling had specifically explained before that he must find Qin Chong, and don't lose Qin Chong's whereabouts due to the chaos in southern Xinjiang.

"Oh, Qin Lu must be very happy," Zhong Zhiling said lightly, while taking a sip of tea, he paused, and then said, "I heard that Xiao Qin's health is not very good?"

"Yes, after eating that thing for so many years, will it get better? I heard that Mr. Qin has been half-dead for so many years, and he has seizures every few days. It's really pitiful," Meng Tan endured. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "For so many years, Qin Lu has worried about this single seedling."

"He is really worried, otherwise he would not be willing to do any dirty things," Zhong Zhiling said coldly, while taking a sip of tea, he told Meng Tan, "Send Qin Chong to the capital quietly, anyone else find."