Chapter 19: Heart-dissection (4)

Li Yuanfang still said word by word: "There are still some questions to be found, but I should be able to figure out Qian Guinan's true intentions soon." His cold eyes flashed across Pei Suyun's face: "Even if you don't reveal anything about Qian Guinan to me, it doesn't matter. I can do whatever I want." Pei Suyun's lips trembled uncontrollably and asked foolishly: "You, will you kill him?"

Li Yuanfang was stunned and then sneered: "I? Let me be honest and tell you that I really want to kill him now! But unless he forces people too much, I will not kill him, because I am not an executioner after all. If Qian Guinan is really guilty, there will be a suitable person to deal with him, the imperial official." After a pause, he snorted softly: "Besides, he may have always wanted to kill me. Since I came to Tingzhou, he has put me in the forefront of life and death several times, and I seem to have not offended him."

"Qian Guinan is afraid of you. From the first day you came to Tingzhou, he has been afraid of you." Pei Suyun said, a little dazed: "I didn't understand why at that time. Now I know, it makes sense that he is afraid. But," she suddenly looked up and smiled at Li Yuanfang: "But he did not succeed. Therefore, he must be even more afraid of you now."

"It's not that easy to ask me to die." Li Yuanfang also smiled faintly: "Unless I can be merciless." "Will you be merciless? I don't believe it." "I will, as long as there is someone who can mercile me." Speaking of this, Li Yuanfang's tone suddenly became lost, as if he was sinking into inexplicable thoughts. As his words, something collapsed gently in Pei Suyun's heart. The room became darker and darker. In the eyes of the two, the other's faces were darker, but more distinct than ever, with a breathtaking charm. At this moment, the rumbling sound of evening drums came from outside the window, and Pei Suyun couldn't help but shivered. The time for parting was almost here.

Pei Suyun gritted his teeth and did not look at Li Yuanfang. He said in a calm tone as possible: "Ten years ago, when I was looking forward to someone who could help me get revenge, save me from Lin Tianji's clutches, and take me out of the abyss, it was Qian Guinan who extended a helping hand to me. Of course, I knew that he had conditions for doing these things, but he did it after all. I... thank him. We have been together for a whole decade, and he is An'er's biological father. Therefore, at this time, I cannot... I must stay by his side..." She stopped and waited for a moment, and heard him say in a dumb voice: "I understand what you mean, but I must remind you that this time it may be Qian Guinan to take you into the abyss." Pei Suyun raised her face to him: "It's okay, I have... accepted my fate. It's just An'er, if you encounter danger, will you save him?"

Li Yuanfang's answer was extremely cold: "An'er, he has a father." Pei Suyun's face turned pale and seemed to have a huge rock blocked on her chest, as if she had felt her despair. Li Yuanfang raised her arm and gently put her shoulders on her, and whispered: "It's rare that you can trust me like this... OK, as long as you need it, I will definitely save An'er. And I know that An'er can't live without a mother, so I won't save only him."

Pei Suyun smiled with tears in his eyes: "This sentence is enough with you." "But this is not a sentence, it is a promise." Li Yuanfang's tone made Pei Suyun feel shocked. She looked at Li Yuanfang inquiringly and heard him say lightly: "It means I will do anything for you." His voice was so calm that it made Pei Suyun's heart feel like a knife cut. She knew too well what she was asking for and what she got. After enduring it for a long time, Pei Suyun was exhausted and could no longer support her. Finally, she leaned weakly on his shoulder, allowing him to hold himself tightly in his arms.

The sound of evening drums stopped, and Bazaar dissipated, and the deepest silence was plunged around. Pei Suyun closed her eyes and felt the warm and powerful embrace, and the masculine aura that intoxicated her. I don’t know how long it took, but she took a deep breath and said, “It’s time for me to leave.”

Li Yuanfang gently let go of Pei Suyun, but she held his hand: "Wait a minute, I'll give you a pulse." Li Yuanfang was stunned: "Don't you know how to take a pulse?" Pei Suyun smiled at him: "I lied to you." "But why did you lie to me?" "I just want to know if you can lie to me." As she said, Pei Suyun pulled Li Yuanfang back to the table and sat down again, put her slender fingers on his wrist, Li Yuanfang looked at her blankly, and asked with a wry smile: "I'm easy to lie, right?"

Pei Suyun shook his head and signaled him not to speak. He focused on his pulse. After a moment, he let go of Li Yuanfang's wrist and sighed softly. As soon as he picked up the paper and pen on the table, Li Yuanfang had already lit the candle on the table without a sound. The candlelight swayed gently. Pei Suyun finished writing and handed the paper over: "Clean it carefully. There are many Western medicine materials in the prescription, which are not often found in the Central Plains, but it can be found in the Tingzhou medicine market... Be kind to yourself, otherwise one day I will fall ill, who will serve you." She was about to retract her hand, but Li Yuanfang grabbed it. How could she break free after she struggled? Pei Suyun looked up in a panic and saw the light flashing in his eyes. She was shocked and afraid to move. She was waiting for him to speak, but he just said nothing. After a long time, she lowered her head and let go of her hand.

Outside the house, the sunset closed with the last glory, and the night fell.

The medicine market in Tingzhou is not in Bazaar, but is separated from Bazaar. Under a large pergola set up along the street, drug dealers from all over the Western Regions gathered together. Unlike most of the commodities in Bazaar, the medicines traded here are not limited to a specific country or region. For example, selling horses is mainly Turkic, selling woven products is the world of Persians, and spices are specialties of India. Many different countries in the Western Regions produce miraculous drugs that are rare in the Central Plains, such as Dashi, Persia, and Tianzhu. Therefore, drug dealers in these countries often travel thousands of miles to Middle Earth, sell the medicines in their hands at high prices, and when they go back, they transport the herbs from the Central Plains. After going back, the benefits are extremely rich.

Among all drug dealers in various countries, the medicinal materials of Dashi Pharmaceutical Merchants are the most expensive and rare. The distance between Dashi and the Central Plains is farther away than that of other Western countries, and the appearance and customs of the black-clothed big-food man are also more strange and mysterious. Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people, Dashi Pharmaceutical Merchants are almost the same as wizards. Of course, in fact, they are still just profit-seeking merchants. Doing business in a foreign country thousands of miles away from their homeland is a very risky thing. In order to assist each other, merchants have their own organizations, and the black-clothed big-food manchants are one of the most stringent.

Coincidentally, the diary where the big food and drug dealers gathered was Qianmen. After dinner that day, the big food and drug dealers in Tingzhou were discussing their future in a large Muslim-style guest room in the backyard of Qianmen Des. They sat cross-legged on a carpet far away from everyone, with a black turban covering most of their faces. The long hookah in their hands emitted a dry and sweet smell. The man was silent and did not participate in the discussion. At this moment, he raised his hand and raised his voice and said, "Allah said, I want us to go back."

The chattering sounds of the room suddenly stopped, and all the heads twisted to the person who was talking. The man sucked the hookah and said again calmly: "Allah said, I want us to go back." A small fluctuation broke out in the crowd, and finally an old man half-kneeled on the carpet and said respectfully to the person: "Sakhachi, we are all willing to listen to Allah's orders. But everyone has more than half of the medicinal materials in their hands and has not sold them yet. This time, the loss will be too great."

Sakhachi frowned and whispered: "I haven't said everything. If you don't sell it, hurry up and find a customer to collect it at a low price. If you take these medicinal materials back, it will be worth much. The camel and horse bodyguard along the way, but it will not be worth the loss." "Well, but we will lose too much in this way. This, this..." A wave of turmoil aroused again in the crowd.

"Loss! It's better than losing your life!" Sahachi shouted sternly, and two cold lights like hawks shot out under the headscarf. He stood up from the carpet and paced back and forth in the room, while saying harshly: "You have suffered a lot of losses, and no one's losses will be greater than mine! But Tingzhou is in crisis, and people reveal such top-secret news to us just to give everyone a way out. Well, no matter how much more discussion is, it will be a waste of time. I will make a decision. Three days later, the caravan will leave Tingzhou and embark on the way back. If the remaining medicinal materials can be sold, they will be sold. If they can't be sold, they will find a secluded place in the suburbs, buried or burned, and destroyed it!"

"Allah!" The drug dealers wailed helplessly, and they all fell on the carpet, wriggling their lips and began to pray. Sakhachi also came to them with a gloomy face, taking the lead in kneeling and kowtowing to the West, and chanting scriptures silently. At this moment, the door opened, and the servants from the diner tiptoed in, and prayed a few words to the West, before slipping to Sakhachi, putting his hands together in his ear and whispered a few words. Sakhachi's face changed, and he turned to everyone, announcing: "Someone is coming to buy our medicine."

The head covered by various headscarves turned excitedly, and one of them said carefully: "Yes, Sakhachi, this afternoon someone came to the medicine market to ask about several medicines, including benzoin, asafoetida, and Broth. They all happened to be from our Dashi Caravan, and it seemed that they were a good person, so I asked him to come over to discuss in detail in the evening." "Since you know, you should negotiate a price with him. If you want more, just approve him together. Why do you want to call me here?"

The big cannibal turned his eyes and whispered, "He also said he wanted to buy... Diyega and Gillaiade..." "Oh?" Sakhachi frowned, thought about giving instructions to the gang, and then waved his hands to everyone. The big food and drug dealers immediately dispersed and sat cross-legged on the carpet around the house. Sakhachi sat alone in front of him, picked up the hookah and continued to smoke "Balabala".

Not long after, the guy brought in a Han man in a gray cloth robe. As soon as he entered the door, the big food and drug dealers in the room all looked at him. The man was not in a hurry and bowed to Sahachi two steps ahead and smiled and said, "Oh, why did he bother so many people at once? In fact, I just want to buy some medicine."

Sakhachi looked up and down with suspicion, seeing that his clothes were really shabby and he was definitely not like a rich businessman, but his behavior was so elegant and sophisticated. He immediately realized that he was in charge. It seemed that he had seen the world. Sakhachi decided to explore the other party's reality and then greeted with a smile: "We cannibals have always been the most thoughtful towards customers. Please sit down, this guest."

When the other party sat cross-legged on the carpet, Sahachi asked with a smile: "Can you ask the guest? What medicine do you want to buy?" "I'm the next surname Di. I've told the gentleman here that I want to buy, and he must have told you all." "Yes, we have all the medicines here, but these medicines are not cheap, sir, you..."

Di Jinghui laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, everyone is in this industry, why bother tranny? No waste of time? Let me tell you, Di has been operating medicinal materials for many years, especially with drugs from the Western Regions. But this time I bought medicine not for business, it was just because Di had a good friend who was not in good health and helped him treat his illness."

"So that's how it is." Sakhachi was disappointed and immediately lowered his face and said, "Mr. Di, just buy medicine for treatment and discuss with my subordinates. Please." Di Jinghui sat still and looked at Sakhachi with interest and said, "Small business is also a business. Besides, how did you know that I would not see good things, and the price was right, so I suddenly became moved and decided to do a big deal with you?"
Chapter completed!