Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 109 Chapter 109

Cheng Qing and Tong Tong listened carefully.

"I said this to tell you that learning bow and arrow well is not for bragging rights, not for showing off, but for hiding. Only when you learn to be afraid of death, learn to hide, and learn to be unaware, can you become an excellent archer."

"So, next, I will teach you the technique of concealing breath, the lightness technique of light footwork, and the martial arts of hand-to-hand combat."

It feels like a long way to go...

The flow of people is slowly heading south, and the carriage is slowly heading north.

It was still the back of the car catching Qi Fan, Cheng Qing was still sitting in the car, the only thing that changed was Tong Tong, she started running.

Roper sat next to Yang Fan and whipped his horse, seducing someone in front of his wife.

Roper teased: "You said that you have worked so hard to learn and practice so hard that you can reach the super level in a monkey year? Why don't you follow me, and I will make you a master overnight."

Yang Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are all the girls in Xiangaimen so bold and unrestrained?"

Roper: "Almost! Those who don't love, we dismiss them, and those who love, we don't care about ourselves. We are a group of women who can sacrifice for love, out of ten girls from the 'Love Gate', two will commit suicide for love, There will be two who become monks or never marry because of love, and two who go crazy or dedicate their lives because of love. The rest can achieve happiness or skip the love test. You can imagine how rare it is Got it."

In this way, whether you practice or not, the result is the same.

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Emotions are everyone's catastrophe, and they are everyone's poison. Women are even more vulnerable in front of it."

Roper laughed and said, "You are my antidote."

Yang Fan blushed, and the sudden show of embarrassment flashed the old man's waist.

Turning around and pulling up the corner of the curtain, he was relieved to see Cheng Qing sleeping soundly inside.He got up to enter the account, carefully covered it tightly, and then came out to drive again.

Luo Po saw it in his eyes, felt sore in his heart, and said leisurely: "If you can treat me like this, I will die for it."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "You say that, I dare not treat you like this."

Luo Po said pitifully, "Are you trying to anger me on purpose?"

Yang Fan said: "I'm afraid that you will die of happiness."

He raised his hand as if he wanted to hit him, but when he came to his body, he turned into dust.

Luo Po suddenly asked: "Where is Ge Lao?"

Yang Fan said with a smile: "He went to make money."

Ropper: "What do you mean? How do you make money?"

Yang Fan: "The secret must not be leaked."

On the west street of the slums in Lanling County, a boy with chapped lips and purple lips was squatting in the corner trembling with his legs crossed. At this time, his house was smoking, slowly rising from the East Cave Lane.

Some people sympathize, some people discuss.

People said, this child is really pitiful, his biological mother died not long after he was born, his father was reborn, and his stepmother was really mean to him.They eat leftovers, wear rags, and do rough work, you don't know...

People commented that after the death of the biological father, the stepmother was even more devastated, and she would beat and kick him every day, not to mention the endless work. Leaving the house and letting him fend for himself, but leaving the money to his own son to buy meat to supplement his body...

Whether it's sympathizing with children's encounters, or talking about adults' right and wrong.Donate money to help each other, save lives and heal the wounded, support and pay, these are all no one can do.

The poor judge the world with their mouths, and then use their hearts to calculate everything about themselves.Rich people pity the world, they don't know how to judge but they do their best.

The rich are not necessarily noble, and the poor are not necessarily humble, because some people's meager efforts are some people's full efforts. If there is a gap, there is only awareness.

A carriage stopped slowly on the street and stopped in front of the boy.A scholar came with a scroll hanging from his waist, and his white clothes fluttered towards him.He squatted down to carefully check the boy's condition, picked up the boy, and boarded the carriage.

Seeing this situation, people began their own associations: this child will definitely be rescued by the nobleman, and he will be grateful after healed, and be taken care of by the nobleman as a slave.Time flies, the boy grows up, maybe he can meet a handsome maid in the mansion and get married... Life is a blessing, but that's all.

No one arranged the dignitaries in the carriage, and no one even asked who was in it.People who have lived in daily necessities for too long, they can't even tell the rich, the noble, and the officials, so how dare they expect to have a relationship with a superior person?
Maybe if you thought about getting into a relationship, it would be nothing more than being a slave with peace of mind.

In the carriage, the scholar said respectfully: "My lord! This child only has typhoid fever, and there is nothing serious about it."

It is Zhu Qingshan who is called the son.

At this time, he was wearing "down-to-earth" coarse clothes, looked at the boy with concern, and touched his forehead with distress.He took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and poured out a bright red pill.

Qinglian beside her reminded: "Young Master! This is the priceless marrow washing pill of the Condor Eagle Empire. Wouldn't it be worthwhile to use it on a child?"

Xisui Pill is a panacea for increasing martial arts aptitude. It is so complicated to refine and so precious that it is hard to find it.

Zhu Qingshan: "I have my own measure." He said and fed this fate-changing pill into the boy's mouth.

Zhu Qingshan asked: "Scholar! Did you find out who assassinated me?" The scholar is Chen Shusheng, and Chen Shusheng is a scholar.

Chen Shusheng nodded.

Zhu Qingshan: "Then why didn't you say it?"

Chen Shusheng sighed, "It's the Queen Mother."

Zhu Qingshan seemed to have expected it long ago, and he just smiled sadly after hearing the answer.

Qinglian covered his hand to show concern.

Zhu Qingshan patted her to show that she was okay.

Zhu Qingshan looked at the sleeping child beside him, and said with a smile: "It is human nature to strive for the interests of one's own child, and there is nothing wrong with it, but for one's own child, beheading the husband's orphan to eliminate future troubles is not as good as a beast, it is unacceptable We happen to have no place to live in seclusion, since this child has been rescued by me, why don't we help him do something he can't do, come and occupy the magpie's nest."

Chen Shusheng said: "Will it be worse if the Queen Mother finds out about it?"

Zhu Qingshan: "Whether it will get worse or not, I don't know. As long as I can remember, she has never stopped suppressing and ostracizing me. It just happens to use this child to shake the mountain."

Qinglian said: "No!"

Zhu Qingshan asked: "What's wrong?"

Qinglian laughed and said, "It's not the dove that occupies the magpie's nest, but the dragon that occupies the magpie's nest."

The three looked at each other and smiled.

Zhu Qingshan smiled majesticly.

Chen Shusheng smiled elegantly.

Qinglian smiled beautifully.

While talking and laughing, the carriage drove into the East Street.

In the innermost part of the house, beside the stream in front of the mountain, the carriage stopped slowly, and the servant who was driving the carriage with a whip was also fair-skinned. He got off the horse, stretched out his slender fingers to lift the curtain of the sedan chair, and said softly, "My lord! We're here! "

Chen Shusheng stretched out his head, looked around, and walked out.

Qinglian, who was dressed as a farmer, still couldn't hide her cuteness, she came out with a chuckle, and stood on the carriage slimly.

Zhu Qingshan walked out of the carriage with the sleeping child in his arms, jumped off, and walked towards a private house.

I knocked on the firewood door of a dilapidated farmhouse, and after a while, a greasy aunt asked.

"what's up?"

Zhu Qingshan said: "Many years ago I borrowed some money from an old friend and went out to do business. After many years, things have changed. I only remember that it was probably here, but I forgot the exact location. After people inquired, I found out that the disease was in the street. The child is the flesh and blood of an old man, and speaking of which, I am still a distant relative of this child, so I brought him back and inquired, thinking of finding his home and paying back the money so that he can see a doctor, but I don’t know where the child’s home is?"

The aunt opened the door to welcome in, and said with a smile: "This is his home, and I am his mother, just return the money to me."

Zhu Qingshan smiled slightly, stretched out his five fingers, shot out suddenly, pinched the woman's neck with a little force, only heard a "pimple", the woman died of anger, and it was settled.

Qinglian said: "Why do you need to do this kind of thing yourself?"

Zhu Qingshan smiled and said: "She is indeed not worthy of doing it, but doing it herself will make me feel very good."

At this moment, a three or four-year-old child rushed out of the room, crying, "Mother!" and slapped Zhu Qingshan with his small fist.

Everyone wanted to pull, but Zhu Qingshan raised his hand to stop them.

Zhu Qingshan knelt down and let the child hit him.

Every time the child hit, Zhu Qingshan and he cried out in pain, and the child hit each time, Zhu Qingshan screamed one after another.

In the end, the children clapped their hands and laughed, and Zhu Qingshan lay on the ground screaming incessantly.

Zhu Qingshan took out a piece of pastry and handed it to the child, who happily took it.

Zhu Qingshan: "How old are you?"

The child obviously didn't know how to count, so he asked himself, "What's wrong, mother?"

Zhu Qingshan said: "Your mother just fell asleep. I will give you a new home, there are delicious and interesting things in it, do you want it?"

The child thought for a while and asked, "What about my mother?"

Zhu Qingshan: "Your mother will go too."

The children clapped their hands and laughed.

Zhu Qingshan carried the child to the servant who drove the car, and ordered: "Send it to the place and take care of it."

The servant should be ordered to drive away.

Chen Shusheng: "Young master is really kind-hearted."

Zhu Qingshan: "What's wrong with children, the sinister world is brought about by these sinister adults." Pointing to the corpse on the ground, he said: "Let's deal with it, it's an eyesore."

Qinglian and Chen Shusheng were busy with their own work, one was doing housework in the house, and the other was burying the corpse in the backyard.

Zhu Qingshan made a cup of tea and sipped it alone.

After an unknown period of time, flowers were planted on the soil in the backyard, and the furnishings in the house were also standardized.

Zhu Qingshan added two cups of tea, and the three of them drank the tea.

Chen Shusheng said with a smile: "Since I drink this tea, it tastes like a market place."

Zhu Qingshan said: "It's really worthy of your reputation as a scholar to say that it's not good to be so detached."

Chen Shusheng said: "I don't know if it's good or not. The key is that after doing so many things, let's have a drink and stop drinking."

Zhu Qingshan: "Now we are not only chess players, but also chess pieces. According to the plan of Muchen Kingdom, 300,000 troops will enter the game. As long as Chuanzhou seals it up and prevents the enemy cavalry from taking advantage, they will create troubles in Lanling County and attract cavalry troops. Come in, this game of chess is almost over."

Qinglian: "We are the ones who have worked hard, but the emperor has benefited."

(End of this chapter)