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Chapter 1309: The Legacy of Our Ancestors (Part 1309) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

See a doctor?

That's not obvious.

Tu Rong looked at the tall and strong man, who was full of energy and walked lightly. He looked like a young talent who had reached a certain level of inner cultivation. However, it was hard to say. His old friend himself suffered from hidden injuries from his youth, which affected his quality of life in his old age. He expressed his concern earnestly: "If you are ill, you must not hide your illness and avoid medical treatment, otherwise you will regret it."

You can't just take advantage of your youth and strength to ignore illness.

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with what the old friend said, but Chu Yao felt bitter. He couldn't be frank in front of his old friend. As a teacher, he was indeed not in a hurry to urge the younger generation to get married and have children. Everything could be left to fate. However, actively giving up on offspring and passively depriving of qualifications and resulting in no offspring were two different concepts. He was the only child left in Tu Rong's family, and he must not be lost!

Gong Yang Yongye didn't expect to see such a lively scene.

The Minister of the Chancellery of Kang State, the head of all officials, was usually so steady that he would not change his expression even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. But now his facial features were twitching slightly, and his brows were gloomy... People who didn't know would think that he had a terminal illness. Well, maybe he wouldn't lose his composure like this even if he had a terminal illness. Thinking of this, Gongyang Yongye laughed out loud.

Chu Yao asked, "Is Xianrong's condition serious?"

Tu Rong said in bewilderment, "What's serious?"

He was just itching to fight back and asked Gong Xichou for a beating. All 206 bones in his body hurt, and his muscles felt like they were made of beef balls made of urine by Gong Xichou. The martial energy circulation and nourishment could only relieve the tearing pain. Gong Xichou also mocked and attacked him mentally. Lord Gongyang was kind-hearted. After watching, he said that there was an exclusive massage method and secret recipe, which was guaranteed.

People also helped him review and give him guidance.

Share a few tips for catching snakes.

Gong Xichou sneered: [You can't even hit him, how can he? ]

Gongyang Yongye’s own record is not good.

[Your Wudan Totem sheds its skin at least twice a year, right? It will go blind for six or seven days each time it sheds its skin. Why can't it do that now?] Gongyang Yongye has been running around deep in the mountains and forests looking for medicinal materials all year round. He has dealt with snakes a lot, so he naturally knows the habits of snakes. Wudan warriors are deeply bound to Wudan Totems and influence each other. Gong Xichou also suffers from shedding his skin and going blind.

This kind of molting is passive. If Gong Xichou actively sheds his skin to speed up recovery from serious injuries, the number of times it happens will be unpredictable.

Gong Xichou, who was singled out for harm: [……]

The blindness during the molting period is different from the blindness he experienced that year. The latter was simply blindness caused by poisoning, while the former would also be accompanied by a certain degree of weakness, with fatigue and exhaustion. Tu Rong hurriedly covered his ears to prove his innocence. Gong Xichou asked: [What are you covering? ]

Even during the weak period of molting, he was still at the mercy of others.

Tu Rong shrank his neck.

His fear of Gong Xichou was acquired in his childhood.

Gong Xichou said, "I hope the brain on your neck isn't a pig's. Don't let someone sell you out with just a few words."

Why did Gongyang Yongye get close to Tu Rong for no reason?
There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Gong Xichou was not curious about what this "monster" was.

Hearing that Gongyang Yongye currently had no place to stay, Tu Rong brought him back. He lived with his teacher Chu Yao most of the time, and the place he lived in was also empty. Gongyang Yongye currently had no power to belong to, so it would be more reassuring to keep him under his watch.

Gong Yang Yongye said: "It's not a big problem."

Chu Yao felt slightly relieved.

I plan to have Dr. Xinglin take a look at it in private.

No matter how good Gongyang Yongye, the barefoot bell doctor, was in men's medicine, he was still far behind the Xinglin doctors. He introduced Tu Rong to his old friend and grandson, but did not mention Gongyang Yongye's identity, but only vaguely hinted that this doctor had an extraordinary identity.

"My junior name is Tu Rong, nice to meet you two."

Looking at the tall young man, none of his old friends could find any flaws in him.

"What a promising young man, Wu Hui is good at teaching children. If I have such a descendant, why worry about the prosperity of the family?" Taking the opportunity of patting Tu Rong's shoulder, he pinched the other's muscles tentatively. How could the strong heat of a young man be blocked by thin clothes?
With a solid foundation, he is indeed a good candidate for learning martial arts.

Tu Rong usually drilled soldiers and fought with his colleagues, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with physical contact. But when the old senior pinched his arm, he felt an electric current running through his body, as if he was a piece of fresh meat lying on a chopping block.

Due to etiquette, an awkward smile is polite.

Chu Yao was afraid of Gong Yang Yongye, and he dared not be rude to his old friend. Adhering to the principle of coming together, Chu Yao ordered the kitchen to add two more tables: "I don't know what the Marquis likes, but we only have home-cooked dishes in the mansion. Please forgive me for my poor hospitality."

Gong Yang Yongye said: "I am not picky."

Originally, he was the one who came to disturb the master's house, and Gongyang Yongye was not a completely unreasonable person. Moreover, he came here with a purpose. Just as Gong Xichou guessed, he suddenly approached Tu Rong for a purpose, and the purpose was simple.

The only two second-grade upper-level Wenxin owners in Kangguo are a master and apprentice, and only one of them is a woman. Gongyang Yongye will definitely consider Lin Feng first. Since Lin Feng is not here now, he will find Lin Feng's relatives. Tu Rong is her senior brother, and Chu Yao is her master. Since Chu Yao is also an old fox, Gongyang Yongye plans to start with Tu Rong.

He has already prepared the draft in his mind.

At his age, he knew his own limitations and would not covet a young lady, let alone have the intention of transgressing the law and offending her. Naturally, there would be no risk of Chu Yao having another centenarian son-in-law. If Lin Feng was willing to help, he would definitely reward him!
Get the biggest return with the smallest effort.

No matter how you calculate it, it’s not a loss.

Of course, this is just his idea.

The support of the 19th-rank Guannei Hou was indeed a great temptation, but this temptation had limited appeal to Lin Feng. She currently had one of the most abundant political capitals, and there was really no need to take uncertain risks for an extra chip.

Gong Yang Yongye understood this, but still wanted to give it a try.

What if it happens?

Shen Tang poured cold water on him: [You will only be beaten out. ]

Do you want to die by touching Chu Yao's flesh and blood?
Gongyang Yongye was not convinced: [I am at least a 19th-rank Guannei Marquis. If not... I might have already been a 20th-rank Che Marquis. How many people in history can reach this level? No matter what, I will not be a drag on the second-rank upper middle aptitude! ]

The death rate of Wudan warriors is too high.

In terms of rarity and preciousness, I am no worse than the upper-middle second-grade ones.

The powerful alliance does not mean that Chu Yao will marry his apprentice.

Having more political allies means you’ll gain no matter how you look at it.

Shen Tang cast a look at the old man: [There aren't many 19th-rank Guannei Marquises, but you're old. If Lingde wants to find an ally, Gongxi Qiu, Yuanmou, Wenshi Xianrong, Shenlu, which one can't be chosen? Oh, Yuanmou can't be chosen, this grass has a master. In short, she has talent and youth, and if she really wants to be a cheap mother, she has plenty of choices. I advise you to wait patiently for Cui Zhi's news. ]

The premise of a successful exchange of interests is to use your own surplus things to exchange for the other party's urgently needed things. Gong Yang Yongye is doomed to fail. As a free man without a faction, Shen Tang cannot decide where Gong Yang Yongye likes to run...

When Shen Tang heard Gong Xichou say that Gong Yang Yongye was looking for Tu Rong, he almost choked on his saliva: "This old Deng, how dare he?"

Gong Xichou raised an eyebrow, wondering what kind of medicine Hulu was selling.

Shen Tang said: "He is missing a Gu-inducing ingredient."

"Who can I borrow the Gu Yin from?"

The python that was entangled in the overlapping rockery and constantly shedding its skin in the cracks stopped and poked its head out from behind a stone.

The erected snake pupils revealed great doubt.

"I think he wants to find Lingde."

The snake's pupils flashed with a cold light, and its thick tail swung the ground intermittently. Gong Xichou flicked his tongue, making a hissing sound: "Old man, you have high standards. I'll go and tighten his skin on him!"

The cricket pupa was hit twice and its tail was hit with a wooden stick.

"Be quiet!" Jimo Qiu sat at the highest point of the rockery and said calmly and ruthlessly, "Remember to get a complete snake skin."

Normal snake skin is a good medicine for treating mouth ulcers.

The snake skin of the Wudan totem has extraordinary medicinal effects.

This quality of snake skin is needed to refine a poisonous insect. If Gong Xichou was not his brother, Jimo Qiu really wanted to lock him up and shed one skin for himself every day. But since they were brothers, Jimo Qiu could only wait for his brother to shed his skin automatically at the right time.

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

He still doesn't understand the logic behind the high priest's Gu refining.

Why do we need the snake skin of the Wudan totem?

Just as he didn't understand why the human soul was also a medicine.

"Am I more important or is the snake skin more important?" "Your Highness is the most important."

"I'm so annoyed, so annoyed, so annoyed..."

Gongxichou wanders back and forth, Gongxichou wanders back and forth.

But Shen Tang added fuel to the fire and gloated: "...It's rare to see Feng En so lively."

Gong Xichou's answer was a flying stone.

I can't stay in this house for another day.

After struggling to shed his skin for the second half of this year, Gong Xichou was too tired to move. He shrank his body while swimming towards his elder brother.

The cold body wrapped around the eldest brother's neck and arms, and from a distance it looked like a net-patterned scarf. But he was too long, and only cared about the head but not the tail. It was fine if the tail was hanging down, but it was very uncomfortable if the head was also hanging down, and dazedly swam to Shen Tang's neck again.

He begged for mercy before Shen Tang pinched him.

"Mama, please have mercy on this blind snake of mine."

Shen Tang, who was forced to wear multiple scarves, had to let go.

"…Is he in a bad state?"

Although molting does consume a lot of his energy, and he will be weak and uncomfortable in the short term, it will only drop by 10% or 20% at most, and it is impossible for him to be so lazy. Jimo Qiu said concisely: "Cold."

Gongxichou is the snake of the north.

At this time of year, the mountains in the northwest tribe were already closed due to heavy snow, but the temperature in the southwest would make him misjudge the rules of his body's long-term survival, and it was also a special period of molting, so it was easy for him to lose energy. Shen Tang flicked Gong Xichou's head away with his fingers.

The python suddenly barked like a dog: "Ah!"

Jimo Qiu flicked a poisonous insect into his mouth to strengthen his body and replenish his energy.

"You two are going to join forces to torture each other?"

The insect almost got stuck in his trachea and killed him.

Gong Xichou's desire to kill his brother and the gods reached its peak.

The next day, he finally recovered from his depression. With a thin veil covering his nose, he rushed directly to Tu Rong and asked, "Did that old man Gong Yang Yongye say anything last night?"

Tu Rong was inspecting the troops' training with a piece of meat-filled steamed bun in his mouth.

Before he could even sit down to rest, Gong Xichou appeared out of nowhere. Without that pair of eyes watching him, Tu Rong felt that he was not as scary today as he was yesterday: "My Lord? What did my Lord say?"

"Did Gong Yang Yongye have a private conversation with your teacher?"

“Well, yes.”

I don't know what we talked about.

"anything else?"

Tu Rong was confused by him: "What else?"

Seeing that Tu Rong didn't know, Gong Xichou felt relieved despite his doubts. He waved his hand and said, "Nothing, just pretend I didn't ask."

A familiar sneer came from behind.

As soon as he saw Gong Xichou's condition, he knew that he was weak. He raised his hand and summoned the Mo Dao: "My hands are itching. Do you want to help me?"

Gong Xichou: "Take advantage of someone's misfortune! Come if you want!"

How dare the old man act so arrogantly in front of him?

In a one-on-one fight, Gong Xichou is bound to suffer a loss.

Gongyang Yongye was in a good mood and didn't bother with him.

"What are you laughing laughing?"

The laughter sounded harsh.

Gongyang Yongye patted Gongxichou on the shoulder and said in a slightly proud tone: "I have someone to take over my legacy. I have to thank you for that."

The boy in front of him was suffering the same pain as him, that of having no descendants.

But, I finally defeated him once.

Gong Xichou: "...Who?"

Since it's not Lin Lingde, who else can meet this old man's harsh conditions? According to Gong Yang Yongye's requirements, this person's talent is not much different from Lin Feng's. Gong Yang Yongye didn't deliberately keep it a secret: "I know him at Minister Chu's house."

The great-granddaughter of Chu Yao’s old friend.

Gong Yangyongye didn't notice her at first yesterday.

He was just about to talk to Chu Yao in private, but when he walked through the corridor, he saw the taciturn female monarch at the banquet standing in the corridor.

Her first sentence was -

[My Lord, this trip will not yield any results.]

Gong Yang Yongye paused, his eyes showing some danger: [Who are you? How do you know who I am going to meet and why? ]

Her second sentence was -

[My Lord, you don't need to know how I know this, you just need to know that we are both getting what we need.] The lady looked over sideways, her eyes and eyebrows showing a faint decadence under the moonlight, and her not-so-tall stature could give people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

[You and me? Each taking what he needs? ]

【Good wind, with its power, will send me to the blue sky. 】

[I am that gust of wind?] Gong Yang Yongye suppressed his contempt. Regardless of the fact that the lady in front of him had an excellent talent that was comparable to Lin Feng, the fact that she could stand here and stop him made him curious and angry. [I am the knife in your hand?]

【Dare not. 】

Gong Yang Yongye walked away in anger: [I don’t think you dare! ]

As expected, Chu Yao sent him out of the study with a sullen face.

If it weren't for his strength, he would have been kicked out by Chu Yao that night. Gong Yang Yongye would not be discouraged by this result. It was expected. On the way back to the guest house, the lady sat by the pond and threw bait into it from time to time.

【Feed the fish? 】

【fishing!】

[How to fish without a fishing rod or a hook? ]

The lady said calmly: [The fish has taken the bait.]

Gongyang Yongye: [……]

Wenxin scholars are really annoying. He couldn't help but have the idea of ​​simply defeating that female warrior with force. After all, the number of people in the world who can defeat him can be counted on one hand.

[Where do you get the confidence to be on par with Chu Yao's top disciple? ]

[Talent depends on one's parents and ancestors. If you are born with it, you have it. If you don't, you don't have it. It has nothing to do with who you learned from.] The lady laughed and said, [Is it true that only those who learned from famous teachers are worthy of the highest talent? Those below them are just like chickens and pottery dogs? Lord, you have forgotten your original intention when you said this. Didn't you also stand among the outstanding people with a humble background?]

(︶.︶)
The good wind carries me to the blue clouds with its power.

It is a poem about the catkins expressing one's aspirations. The catkins cannot take off without the help of wind.

The lady in the article is currently in a state where she needs to borrow wind.

Chu Yao's help to her was limited, but Gongyang Yongye was different.