Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 115 Miracle Doctor Village [25] Jiang Ke Amnesia, Mo Qing Becomes Village Chief
"Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Ke paused, his expression slightly gloomy.

He had heard from Mo Qing earlier that he was exactly the same as Jiang Yanchang, so he still had doubts.

But Mo Yiting's performance...

This fact seems to be true, irrefutable.

"Mr. Jiang," Mo Yiting was overjoyed, and moved forward tremblingly, "I never thought you would..."

Jiang Ke frowned: "I don't—"

"He lost his memory." Mo Qing interrupted Jiang Ke's words, stood up, turned his head, gave Jiang Ke a suggestive look, and then said, "Probably the aftereffect of being shot."

Jiang Ke: "..."

"This, that's it." Mo Yi paused for a few seconds before accepting the statement, and then suddenly said, "No wonder."

No wonder.

Mr. Jiang was still there, but Mo Qing was asking about his past.

It turned out that Mr. Jiang lost his memory.

"Mr. Jiang, sit down." Mo Yiting invited Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke was a little more indifferent and gloomy, but being stared at by Mo Qing, he frowned slightly, but in the end he still didn't expose Mo Qing's lie, but walked over without saying a word.

He didn't sit down, but looked at Mo Qing: "When did you find out?"

"At first." Mo Qing raised his eyebrows, "How did you get in?"

"Waiting for you for a long time, I picked the lock before I got anyone." Jiang Ke explained in a flat tone.

While avoiding people, he turned into this room.

In the end, they happened to meet Mo Qing and Mo Yiting.

"...forgot." Mo Qing said frankly.

Before she turned in, she was still thinking about Jiang Ke, but as soon as she came in, she found that the apprenticeship ceremony had begun, so she left Jiang Ke temporarily and broke into the lobby directly.

——Later, I forgot about Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke: "...It won't matter if I say a word less."

"Oh."

Mo Qing shrugged.

The atmosphere between the two was somewhat delicate, but Mo Yiting was immersed in joy, completely unaware of the strangeness.

Mo Yiting looked a lot younger suddenly, and his steps became lighter. Without using a cane, he busily poured tea for Mo Qing and Jiang Ke, and asked them to sit down.

As two "young people", Mo Qing and Jiang Ke didn't quite adapt to Mo Yiting's behavior.

When they sat down, the two of them looked at each other, and suddenly felt a little "sympathy for each other".

"Knock knock knock."

There was a knock on the door of the study.

Mo Yiting still wanted to catch up with the two of them, but was interrupted suddenly, and asked a little uncomfortably, "Who?"

"Grandpa Mo," Liang Xuzhi's voice sounded, "It's me, Xuzhi."

"what's up?"

"The guests are all gone. I want to discuss with you about Wen Yingxue's apprenticeship, how to deal with it later?" Liang Xuzhi asked respectfully.

Mo Yiting said impatiently, "We'll talk about it another day."

How could he care about the apprenticeship of a man from another village now?

"Okay." Liang Xuzhi agreed first, but did not leave, "Is Mo Qing still there? It's almost noon, do you need to bring lunch?"

"I will contact Zhou Kaijing if there is anything to do."

There was silence outside the door for a while.

Finally, Liang Xuzhi said, "Okay, then I'll go first."

Mo Qing drank his tea slowly, and heard Liang Xuzhi's footsteps go away, and finally let go of his slightly frowning brows.

"Master, lunch..." Mo Yiting hurriedly said.

Mo Qing raised his eyelids: "Sit first."

"it is good."

Mo Yi stopped on a chair and sat down.

"There's no rush for lunch." Mo Qing said calmly, "I heard that you plan to give up the position of village chief to Liang Xuzhi?"

"There is indeed a group of his fans in the village, and he is very popular as the village chief." Mo Yiting nodded slightly, paused, and then changed the subject, "Although I am old, I am not confused. This person, My intentions are not right, once I become the village head, our village will only become a weapon for him to pursue fame and fortune in the future, so I..."

Mo Yiting was about to say that there were other candidates, but his eyes suddenly fell on Mo Qing.

Mo Yi paused to think for a while, and asked tentatively, "Master, do you have any idea of ​​becoming the village chief?"

"I?"

Mo Qing rolled his eyelids.

"This village was originally built for you by Mr. Jiang." Mo Yiting tried to persuade, "This is called returning the property to its original owner. Besides, you don't want it to be ruined, do you?"

Mo Qing picked up the teacup and drank tea. At the same time, he pointed to Jiang Ke with small movements.

However, Jiang Ke took a sharp look at her small gesture.

Jiang Kemi leaned towards her.

Mo Qing retracted his fingers, pretending nothing happened.

"Inappropriate." Mo Yiting also got the hint, and shook his head, "Mr. Jiang is not as proficient in Chinese medicine as you, so it is difficult to convince the public. Master, you can succeed as the 'master's successor', and the name is justified."

Mo Yiting stopped Xiaozhi and moved him with emotion and reason.

Mo Qing was indifferent.

Therefore, Mo Yi stopped his ruthless move: "If you become the village head, you can still join the party."

"I will." Mo Qing said without thinking.

"cough."

Jiang Ke almost choked on the tea.

He put down the teacup and looked at Mo Qing in surprise.

Mo Qing met his gaze for a second, then moved away.

After a while, Mo Qing asked again: "Since you know that Liang Xuzhi's intentions are not righteous, why did you agree to this apprenticeship ceremony?"

Mo Yiting replied, "Because of Wen Zhiming."

Mo Qing frowned: "That quack doctor with mediocre skills and a cowardly personality who almost became a traitor?"

"Correct."

"What does it have to do with him?"

"The Wen family behind Wen Yingxue is his Wen family." Mo Yiting explained.

Mo Qing said contemptuously: "I heard that the Wen family is very authoritative in the Chinese medicine field. With his talent, can he do it?"

"He can't do it, but you can do it." Mo Yiting said, with some sullen tone in his tone, "Because, all the prescriptions you wanted to give to the country were swallowed up by him."

Mo Qing paused, his expression getting colder.

She asked coldly: "What's going on?"

"Fifty years ago, I sent someone to inquire about the Qihuang Yimai." Mo Yiting said, "What I got was the news that the Qihuang Yimai was slaughtered. The prescription you entrusted to the Qihuang Yimai was stolen and disappeared."

"The Qihuang lineage was slaughtered?"

Mo Qing slapped the coffee table with a palm.

A corner of the wooden coffee table was snapped off and fell to the ground.

Jiang Ke was shocked by her action, but, thinking of the amount of information in Mo Yiting's words, he maintained the virtue of not saying a word.

"Yes." Mo Yiting continued, "I have been sending people to look for the whereabouts of Qihuang's descendants all these years, but there has been no news."

At that moment, Mo Qing's air pressure was low, and his murderous aura overflowed.

"I also asked someone to find out who did it, but there was no clue. However," Mo Yi paused, "I finally got a secret prescription from the Wen family a few years ago."

Speaking of this, Mo Yi stopped feeling angry, and clenched his fists: "It's yours, Master."

After a moment of silence, Mo Qing took the words, "Guess it was Wen Zhiming who slaughtered the Qihuang lineage and stole my prescription?"

Mo Yiting shook his head: "Wen Zhiming can't do it alone."

After a while, Mo Qing said calmly, "I see."

"I'm staying in Zhushe Village, which is too far away from the Imperial City. Only through Wen Yingxue can I..." Mo Yiting only spoke in half, but the news revealed was very obvious.

After so long, it is almost impossible to find out the truth.

However, he cannot do nothing.

"We won't discuss this beforehand." Mo Qing bypassed the topic first, then glanced at Jiang Ke, and continued, "We came here to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Mo Yi asked hurriedly.

Mo Qing paused, and slowly said: "About Xia Yuliang."

"What's wrong with her?" Mo Yiting obviously cared about Xia Yuliang, "Has she encountered any trouble outside, and how is she doing? There is no news about this girl after graduation."

When he asked such a question, Mo Qing was at a loss for words.

The appearance of her and Jiang Ke was a stimulus to Mo Yiting.

If we talk about Xia Yuliang again...

I don't know if Mo Yiting can bear it.

So, Mo Qing thought about it, and threw this task to Jiang Ke: "You tell me."

Jiang Ke glanced at the aged Mo Yiting, and kicked the burden back: "Your disciple, you tell me."

"..."

Mo Yi stopped to look at the two of them, and slowly understood something.

After slowing down, he guessed it himself: "Is she, dead?"

"Ah."

Mo Qing nodded.

When Mo Yiting was stunned, she turned her head to look at Jiang Ke again.

Jiang Ke raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, and waited for a while, giving Mo Yistop enough time to adjust.

In the end, Jiang Ke recounted what happened to Xia Yuliang.

The tragedy was briefly mentioned, but the process was clearly explained.

The version is the same as what Goblin told Gu Wanwan. Jiang Ke received Xia Yuliang's letter, and then took Mo Qing and Goblin to Gejia Village to investigate, and thus learned what happened to Xia Yuliang.

The "Eighth Base" disappeared.

"..."

After Jiang Ke finished speaking, Mo Yiting was silent for a long time.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke didn't speak.

For Mo Yiting, today's impact was great, but for Mo Qing and Jiang Ke, the information they got today also took time to digest.

"Where are the ashes?" Finally, Mo Yipao asked.

"Guest house." Jiang Ke said.

"I'll let someone bury her." Mo Yiting nodded slowly, then whispered softly, "I treat her as my granddaughter, so let her be buried beside me."

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke remained silent.

……

The three stayed in the study until two o'clock in the afternoon.

After that, Mo Yiting opened the door, called Zhou Kaijing, and asked him to prepare something to eat.

Zhou Kai nodded in response, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang Ke standing at the door, his feet slipped and he almost fell.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Kaijing asked in shock.

As far as he knew, the door of the study had never been opened. It stands to reason that Mo Qing and Mo Yi were the only ones in the study.

Why did someone suddenly appear? !
"Mr. Jiang." Mo Yiting reprimanded, "He is with Master...Master's descendants, so don't be rude."

"……Yes."

Zhou Kaijing lowered his head, almost biting his back molars.

—Damn it is.

After a while, Zhou Kaijing said, "I'll go prepare the meals first."

He had unconditional respect for Mo Yiting, but these two people... He looked at Mo Qing and Jiang Ke with doubts, and finally let out a soft snort, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

"Master, Mr. Jiang." Mo Yiting said, "You guys sit down first, after dinner, I will take you to the village for a stroll."

Mo Qing nodded: "Yes."

After lunch, Mo Yiting really wanted to take Mo Qing and Jiang Ke out for a stroll, but unfortunately he was really old and weak, and after walking around the door of the house, his body couldn't take it anymore.

Mo Qing didn't want him to take him for a walk at first, he just walked around casually, and asked Mo Yistop to go back after a while.

"Can't you stay at my house?" Mo Yi asked reluctantly.

"We still have friends at the guest house." Mo Qing explained, but seeing Mo Yiting's disappointed and worried eyes, he knew that he was afraid of waiting, so he added, "I won't leave in a short time."

"Okay, okay." Mo Yiting was happy again.

Mo Qing will not lie.

Neither will Mr. Jiang.

Everything they promise will be done.

He went home in peace.

After seeing him enter the door, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke went back to the house and went all the way to the guest house.

"Do you really want to be the village chief?" Jiang Ke followed Mo Qing, thinking about the conversation in the study over and over again, and couldn't help asking.

Mo Qing asked back: "Can't you?"

"...OK." Jiang Ke squeezed out a word.

Mo Qing jokingly said, "You don't support it?"

"casual."

Jiang Ke said lightly, turned his head to one side, and looked aimlessly at the houses on the side of the road.

It was like a stone had been crushed in my heart.

It was stuffy and congested.

Gave her a village...

What's so amazing?
Isn't it just drawing a blueprint and making a plan, without paying much attention, and it can't be completed with money.

What's more, he was so stupid that he was shot in the head.

After a while, Jiang Ke poured cold water on Mo Qing again: "The village head is not so easy to be."

"It's just a village." Mo Qing said nonchalantly, "I have managed thousands of troops."

"Can it be the same?"

"it's the same."

"..."

Mo Qing looked at Jiang Ke from the corner of his eye, and after a while, he pursed his lips and said, "You don't seem to be very supportive?"

Jiang Ke squinted at her, and asked back: "You have managed thousands of troops, so you are willing to be a village official here?"

"I'm not just a village official." Mo Qing smiled, "Mo Yiting's health is very good, and he won't be able to enter the loess for a while, so I'll just make a name for it."

Jiang Ke frowned: "What about when he's buried?"

"You cursed him?"

"..."

Jiang Ke was forced into silence by her.

"It's nothing." Mo Qing shrugged his shoulders, "Anyway, the post of village chief cannot fall into Liang Xuzhi's hands."

This is true.

Frowning brows loosened, Jiang Ke walked forward along the downhill, looked at the medicine fields in the distance, and suddenly asked: "He and I..."

Mo Qing answered: "What?"

Jiang Ke paused, turned sideways, stared at Mo Qing seriously, and asked word by word: "Is it really the same?"

"Carved from a mold."

Mo Qing nodded slightly, then raised his hand, pinched his collar with his fingers, and pulled it down.

She glanced at Jiang Ke's collarbone: "He has many scars, but you don't have any."

She loosened his collar.

Jiang Ke grabbed her hand that was about to withdraw, narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's your relationship with him?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Mo Qing asked back, then freed his hand, and said calmly, "My love."

"..."

Jiang Ke didn't like to hear these words.

So, Jiang Ke left directly and quickened his pace.

"Hey!"

Mo Qing called him.

Jiang Ke didn't turn his head back.

Mo Qing also expected his reaction like this, looked at his back, but did not follow.

She walked slowly, admiring the surrounding scenery - every place here may have been carefully planned by Jiang Yan.

She needs to write it down.

"then."

When passing a corner, a female voice came out of nowhere.

Something was thrown over, Mo Qing raised his hand, grabbed it, and took a closer look, it was a bottle of iced milk tea.

Mo Qing looked up.

Wen Yingxue was standing under a tree, looking straight at her, naked, without a trace of concealment.

(End of this chapter)