Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() Ximen Qing and the others were completely unaware of all that happened in Mengzhou City.

After briefly checking the injury of the magic operator Jiang Jing, Ximen Qing was very pleased to find that it was not serious. According to the popular saying: "It's all flesh and blood injuries, and the muscles and bones have not been used."

And Jiang Jing himself also looked back on the time spent in the black prison indifferently. It sounds like the most difficult thing is not all kinds of sex, and he poured a bowl for everyone at the table.

"This wine doesn't need to be sieved, just warm it with hot water when it's cold."

Sun Erniang hadn't looked closely at the Happy Forest before, but she was a little surprised to see that the wine bowl was crystal clear, not the usual amber color; she smelled the aroma of the wine, and immediately praised it after taking a sip.

"Qiongyeyuye is nothing more than that! According to Yinu's family, there is no liquor store in Tokyo that can compare with it. Even if it is the royal wine that the government drinks, it is far inferior."

Jiang Jing was even more like seeing a panacea, drank half a bowl in one go, and then touched the wine stains on his mouth, and he was hooked.

"Mr. Jiang doesn't know, but now the two masters Liu and the wine shop have moved to Liangshan, and the quality of the wine produced is even better than this." Ximen Qing smiled and gave Jiang Jing a better cake: "It's just that the team Walking slowly, I can't get there without dozens of days."

Jiang Jing smiled wryly and said: "Boss, don't say any more, the taste of the wine will immediately deteriorate after you say this sentence. But why did you come here so fast?"

Ximenqing didn't hide anything, went to take out a armored horse from the baggage, and explained it; Zhang Qing and the others were dumbfounded, and bit their fingers and said: "At first, I only heard that there was a god in Liangshan. People will too."

"This method was taught by Gongsun Sheng, the dragon of Ruyun." Ximen Qing was not afraid to raise the banner: "To tell you the truth, there is also the method of rectifying the five thunders of Tiangang. I heard from Mr. Gongsun that Master Luo of Erxian Mountain saw that I was destined to be immortal. , specially ordered him to teach it.”

"Isn't that high official a god?" The audience was frightened at the time.

After hearing this, Erniang Sun got up and took out a bundle from the room, and said to Ximen Qing: "This is what was left by that Toutuo at that time. Because that Toutuo was so weird, no one dared to touch it. It was also put away by my slave just in case. Since the high-ranking officials use Jing channel method, you might as well take a look at what they are all about."

Ximenqing couldn't help but laugh, even if he took ten thousand steps back, he was considered a member of the Taoist sect, and Na Toutuo was also a member of the Buddhist sect, so what could be the same?

However, out of curiosity, Ximen Qing started to take a look.

What caught my eye was a string of rosary beads, each about the size of a child's fist, black and round, I don't know what material it is made of, but it's not surprising.

It was the thing pressed under the rosary that attracted Ximen Qing's attention.

A large gourd was full of pills, which tasted spicy; there was also an exquisite and small wooden box, which was heavier than expected, and seemed to have a smell similar to sandalwood, but I don't know what kind of wood it was made of.

"Could it be that the monks from abroad sell medicine? Apart from rosary beads, there are no magical artifacts?" Ximen Qing pondered in his heart, pressed lightly on the box, opened it, and there was probably a box of ointment inside, and he didn't know what it was. ointment.

There is only one strange thing, this ointment is different from the usual dark brown color, but a dark pink color.

"If Miracle Doctor An is here, I'm afraid he can see something famous." Ximen Qing smelled it briefly, and it also smelled spicy: "I seem to have heard of the pink plaster somewhere."

Ximenqing had a few thoughts in his mind, and couldn't help but yelled "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Your Majesty, is there anything wrong?" Sun Erniang saw that there were pills and ointments: "It turns out that guy is just a drug seller, and he thought it was some magic weapon."

Ximen Qing didn't answer Sun Erniang's question, but covered the wooden box, and asked Wu Song and Shi Qian, "You all said that pair of precious swords came from the West, but which country do you know?"

"I only know that it is the farthest place in the west, but I don't know where it is."

Wu Song didn't have an answer, but Drum Shiqian knew better, nodded and said, "That place is very far away. Can you hear about Master Xuanzang hundreds of years ago?"

"Of course I've heard of it." Ximen Qing was secretly amused when he heard that Tang Seng had brought up Journey to the West, but immediately understood what Shi Qian wanted to say: "Could it be that the third brother is talking about Tianzhu?"

"Exactly." Shi Qian was very sure: "This pair of treasured swords came from Western India."

Ximen Qing naturally knew that Tianzhu was the future India.

That's right!

The pink ointment in the wooden box reminded him of a key plot of Ximen Qing's turn from prosperity to decline in the novel, that is, he bought some "nourishing medicine" from a Hu monk, and finally died unexpectedly.

The Hu monk claimed to have wandered from the Hanting Temple of Qiyaofeng in the dense pine forest of the Tianzhu Kingdom in the Western Regions.

Regardless of whether the place name is real or not, the Tianzhu Kingdom has not escaped.

I was still waiting for this Hu monk to appear in Qinghe County, who would have thought that this fellow had died on the cross slope of Mengzhou Road!

Naturally, Ximen Qing would not take this "nourishing medicine", but would use it as a means of making money! <Medicine has never been cut off in the upper class.

A kind of "nourishing medicine" popular in the Wei and Jin Dynasties is Wushi San or Hanshi San, even though the price is expensive, all kinds of high-ranking celebrities are flocking to it.But it is a pity that Wushi San was lost with the change of dynasties.

Regarding Monk Hu's pink ointment, there is a speculation in later generations that it was made from dried mylabris, but Ximen Qing still needs to study it carefully with An Daoquan whether it is this thing.

In fact, there is another popular name for the mylabris, which is the Spanish fly.

The "nourishing medicine" made by Spanish flies has been sold until later generations.

Seeing that another method of making money in his plan surfaced, Ximenqing quickly put the wooden box back into the bag, and said to Erniang Sun: "The medicine inside is rather strange, and I need to discuss it with Doctor An. If Erniang is willing, I will take this burden first."

Hearing what Ximenqing said, Erniang Sun let go of her curiosity: "Since it's medicine, it's useless for me to keep it by my side. If you don't, just give it to the officials."

Ximen Qing thanked Sun Erniang, asked Shi Qian to put away the burden, chatted with everyone, ate and drank, and saw the sun gradually setting towards the western horizon, he called everyone to leave.

Sun Erniang packed some clothes, took some gold and silver, and said to Zhang Qing, the vegetable gardener: "Now my family is going to Tokyo with a high-ranking official to do business. You should take good care of the old shop here, don't come with me."

Ximen Qing laughed in his stomach when he heard it. Wu Song probably told Sun Erniang halfway, but Sun Erniang brought up her own name instead, presumably to make Zhang Qing feel uncomfortable.

After hearing what Sun Erniang said, Zhang Qing, the son of the vegetable garden, was still a little worried, so he pulled Sun Erniang aside and said: "The family of a high official wants someone and money, so how can I use Erniang? Could it be that Erniang sees a senior official?" Suave and suave, want to go? According to me, Er Niang would be better off staying here, and you and I will pick a good day next month to get married, which is better than going to a high official to be a concubine."

After hearing this, Erniang Sun shouted: "Fart! Didn't you see that there is no one who is satisfied with the high officials? I went here to help the high officials make a living in the wine shop. The high officials have wives and concubines in groups. How can you see it?" Go to slave house?"

"Then make an oath." Zhang Qing was a bit stalking: "It's better for me to be uneasy, just go to Tokyo to visit from time to time."

After hearing this, Sun Erniang swore to the sky: "My Sun Erniang will not marry a senior official of Ximen in this life."

Only then did Zhang Qing nod helplessly and said: "If the high officials invite the shopkeeper, Er Niang, you can come back."

Sun Erniang was secretly delighted, she only wanted to leave the old shop as soon as possible, so that Zhang Qing wouldn't be stuck with her all day, so she agreed immediately.

Ximen Qing watched coldly, seeing the two whispering for a while, Sun Erniang turned around with a look of joy on her face, she gave Wu Song a wink, and Zhang Qing, the vegetable gardener behind her, had a dark face, obviously in a bad mood.

"After watching Wu Song and Er Niang's good deeds come to an end."

Ximen Qing smiled, seeing that the porters were all full of food and drink, each brought a torch, and immediately ordered to leave.

Shi Qian didn't like to ride horses, so he sat in one of the carts, with Wu Song and Sun Erniang leading the way, while Ximen Qing stayed behind and headed for Bianliang, Tokyo.

Sure enough, as soon as they left the cross slope, Wu Song and Sun Erniang walked side by side, and their manners were very intimate. Whether it was Ximen Qing or Gu Shangflea Shiqian, they were all happy for Wu Song when they saw each other.

Only in this way can Wu Song really get out of the trough of losing his brother.

On the hillside, the commander of the horse leaned out and looked carefully at the wine transport team moving forward. Someone behind him jumped off the horse and reported in a low voice:

"My lord, the soldiers and horses of Mengzhou City have not been dispatched."

Commander Ma didn't look back, and said, "Understood."

Although the sun has almost set on the horizon, the white robe behind the team under the hillside is still very eye-catching. Commander Ma stared at Ximen Qing and said to himself: "For the sake of that matter, Ma can also help you." Help here. You haven’t really served the Imperial City Division yet, so you can’t stop here halfway.”

The chazi behind him bowed and waited without getting the order from the commander of the horse.

Knowing that the team was gradually disappearing, Commander Ma turned around: "Go back to Mengzhou, no matter what actions Zhang Dujian or Zhang Tuanlian have made, record them carefully and report them regularly."

Na Chazi bowed and said: "Your Excellency is traveling alone, do you want to call some brothers to follow?"

"Ma has always traveled alone, so you don't need to worry about it." Commander Ma smiled, but his words gradually became cold: "But you have always done your duty, who taught you to say this?"

Nachazi's heart trembled, his hands were sweating slightly, and he quickly turned over and fell to his knees: "The adults and the villains made a slip of the tongue for a while."

"Forget it." Commander Ma waved his hand to let Chazi back down: "Do your part, don't worry about other irrelevant matters, and pretend you didn't understand what you heard?"

Na Chazi secretly wiped the sweat from his palms, got on his horse, and galloped away to Mengzhou.

"How could there be so many ripples in a pool of stagnant water?" Commander Ma shook his head, and walked down the hill: "Miaoshou Ximen, what will you bring to the Imperial City Division?"

The romantic husband Ximen Qing:

Chapter 190 Three Spanish Flies:

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