Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 14 It turns out that he is also afraid of his wife!

"Healed?!"

Fang Yiai's seemingly lazy words caused quite a stir in the hearts of Qin Qiong and his daughter.

Qin Jingniang looked at Fang Yi'ai, who looked calm and calm on the surface, and secretly said in surprise: "The old injury that has plagued my father for more than 20 years, was actually healed by this little thief with a few needles?"

Qin Qiong saw that Imperial Physician Chen was addicted to it and couldn't speak for a short time, so he simply practiced boxing in the hall.

After a few punches, Qin Qiong was dripping with sweat, and his body had long since lost the heavy soreness of the past. Seeing this, Qin Qiong was overjoyed, "Your body is much lighter. It seems that Brother He has studied the Qihuang Dao very deeply!"

While the few people were chatting, Doctor Chen, who had been looking at the blood stains and muttering to himself, came to his senses, walked up to Fang Yiai and bowed deeply, his previous contemptuous expression remained on his face, "Mr. I worship the old man."

Seeing the Imperial Physician Chen sent by the King of Tang salute and bow to her, Fang Yiai hurriedly supported her, "What is the Imperial Physician doing?"

"Golden needle acupuncture has such a miraculous effect, this old man is so ignorant." Doctor Chen looked at Fang Yi'ai, hesitantly said: "I wonder if sir can explain the essence of it to this old man?"

Seeing that Imperial Physician Chen wanted to learn Jiuyang Golden Needle, the corners of Fang Yi'ai's mouth could not help but rise slightly. He is a newcomer to Datang and urgently needs to develop contacts, and Imperial Physician Chen, who has worked in the palace all year round, is obviously a good choice.

"Doctors solve the world's upside down, I just teach this acupuncture method to the imperial doctor."

While speaking, Fang Yiai walked up to Qin Qiong, and carefully took out the twelve gold needles from Qin Qiong's body.

After receiving the golden needle returned by Fang Yiai, Doctor Chen's hands trembled slightly, "Is this true?"

"Chen Yuyi can save more people with this acupuncture method, which is exactly what I wish for."

After receiving Fang Yiai's accurate answer, Imperial Physician Chen bowed again. Although this old man in his seventies was somewhat pedantic, he had a hearty and lovely personality.

"Brother He is a man of integrity, and Doctor Chen is benevolent, and Qin admires it." As he spoke, Qin Qiong ordered his servants to prepare a banquet so that he could reward Fang Yiai and Doctor Chen face to face.

Taking advantage of the time when the servants of the Qin family were preparing the banquet, Fang Yiai asked for a pen and paper, and wrote the castrated version of Jiuyang Jinzhen on the paper and gave it to Imperial Doctor Chen.

Originally, there were twelve stitches of the Nine-Yang Golden Needle, but Fang Yiai only wrote six stitches, and without the urge of true energy, the effect of the half-deleted Nine-Yang Golden Needle is obviously not as good as before.

Although he only got half of the secrets of the Nine-Yang Golden Needle, Imperial Physician Chen still expressed his gratitude to Fang Yiai. After he was satisfied, he had no time to eat the banquet in the Qin Mansion, so he took Xiao Yaotong back to the palace to return to his life.

After Chen Yuyi left, Fang Yiai took out the Lingzhucao fruit that she carried close to her body and handed it to Qin Qiong.

Looking at the blue grass fruit in front of him, Qin Qiong was a little dazed, "Brother He, this is it?"

Because she planned to make friends with Qin Qiong, Fang Yiai did not hide the origin of the fruit of the Lingzhu grass. "This is the fruit of the herb that I picked in the suburbs of Chang'an before. If the Duke takes it, his old wounds will heal."

After receiving the Lingzhucao fruit from Fang Yiai's hand, Qin Qiong looked at it carefully in front of her eyes, and couldn't help but wonder, "What's the effect of a mere grass fruit?"

Reminiscent of the records about the Lingzhu grass in the Hunyuan Heart Sutra, Fang Yiai said without thinking: "This thing is better than me giving needles ten times."

When Fang Yiai said this, Qin Jingniang was very surprised. Looking at the pearl-sized fruit of the Lingzhu grass, she finally realized that Fang Yiai did not hesitate to take the risk of taking the arrow empty-handed before to keep the Lingzhu grass. It turned out to be because it is a rare panacea!

Thinking that Qin Qiong also benefited from the Lingzhu grass, Qin Jingniang couldn't help but blushed, and said to Fang Yiai with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry I was in the suburbs before."

After finishing speaking, Qin Jingniang turned around and walked out of the main hall, busy ordering the servants to prepare the banquet.

Seeing Qin Jingniang leaving with a shy face, Fang Yiai couldn't help being a little dazed, and secretly sighed: "I didn't expect this little girl to be so good-looking when she is shy!"

When the banquet was ready, Qin Qiong, Fang Yiai, and Qin Jingniang sat down in turn, and delicacies were brought out in turn.

After drinking for three rounds, Qin Qiong toasted Fang Yiai with a glass of water and wine, "Brother He, but I don't know where you are now?"

"Ah..." Seeing Qin Qiong's question, Fang Yi'ai rolled her eyes and said, "I'm in the next commoner, and now I'm farming outside the city for a living."

"Farming? Isn't it a pity to use Brother He's talent to farm?!" Qin Qiong couldn't help but love talents, "Brother He is willing to join the army and make some achievements?"

"Join the army?" Seeing Qin Qiong intending to let him enter the barracks, Fang Yi'ai shook his head. As a human being, he is unwilling to fight with the army in the future. "The next frail scholar may not be able to enter the barracks."

Hearing Fang Yiai's excuse, Qin Jingniang scolded hypocrisy secretly, thinking, "You still have the nerve to call yourself a frail scholar? I didn't see you frail when you beat Qin San before!"

Qin Qiong wanted to repay Fang Yiai's kindness in treating illnesses. Seeing that Fang Yiai was unwilling to join the army, he immediately turned his mind from martial arts to writing, "Everyone has his own ambitions. Since Brother He doesn't want to join the military camp, how about going to the Imperial College to study? "

"Imperial Supervisor!"

Fang Yi's heart trembled when he heard the word Guozijian. For a college student in the Department of Literature and History, the word Guozijian was all too familiar.

Guozijian is the highest institution of learning in ancient China. After graduation, you can participate in the general examination, palace examination, and even have the opportunity to win the champion!
At this moment, Qin Qiong's unintentional suggestion hit Fang Yiai's mind, who wanted to change his fate by becoming an official.

Fang Yiai suppressed the joy in her heart, so she said: "I think the threshold of the Guozijian is too high, and the next commoner may not be able to enter, right?"

"What's the matter, Guozijian has a quota of "Yinsheng" every year, and all the descendants of high-ranking officials in the court can go to Guozijian to study."

In the middle of speaking, Qin Qiong gave Fang Yiai a somewhat embarrassed look, "But I'm afraid Brother He will be wronged."

"Grievance?" Looking at Qin Qiong's expression with deep meaning, Fang Yiai guessed the general idea, thinking to himself, "Could it be that Qin Qiong wanted me to pretend to be his nephew?"

"Although Qin is qualified to recommend "Yin Sheng" to the Imperial College, he must be a relative in the family." After speaking, Qin Qiong paused, "Brother He, how about pretending to be Qin's nephew?"

Fang Yiai has already guessed Qin Qiong's thoughts, and naturally agrees to Qin Qiong's suggestion. After all, entering the Imperial College to study at this moment is obviously the fastest way for Fang Yiai to embark on the road of "becoming an official".

"So it's a deal, how about we go to the Imperial College the day after tomorrow?"

"Thank you, Duke."

After finalizing the date to go to the Imperial College, Fang Yiai toasted Qin Qiong and Qin Jingniang one after another. This was also the first time he sat and drank with Qin Erye in the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

Qin Qiong blushed slightly after drinking water and wine, looked at Fang Yiai and Qin Jingniang at the banquet, grinned, and said, "I don't know how old brother He is this year?"

Seeing Qin Qiong's question, Fang Yiai said without thinking: "The boy is 19 years old this year."

"19 years old? Isn't that suitable for Jingniang to be as old?" Seeing that Fang Yiai and Qin Jingniang were the same age, Qin Qiong couldn't help thinking of matching them up.

Qin Qiong, who smelled of alcohol all over, approached Fang Yiai, and said with a smile: "I wonder if Brother He has a wife and room?"

"Wife room?"

Fang Yiai was taken aback by Qin Qiong's words, and then suddenly remembered that he had asked Princess Gaoyang to serve wine to wash away the dust. When he recovered, he couldn't help screaming inwardly.

Looking at the moon that had already risen high outside the window, Fang Yiai patted his forehead and said, "Duke, my lady is still waiting for me to eat at home, so I am leaving!"

Fang Yiai was not afraid that Princess Gao Yang would be angry, but that she was afraid that Gao Yang would not be able to wait for her, so she would mobilize the Yamen to search for her. Not only would the incident at the wine shop be made public, but even the "Chang'an Caomin" that Qin Qiong's father and daughter had created, "what are the people in Chang'an?" "'s identity will also be exposed!

Thinking of this, Fang Yiai hastily bid farewell to Qin Qiong's father and daughter, and walked out of the Qin mansion quickly.

Seeing Fang Yiai's back leaving in a panic, Qin Qiong was a little dazed, and muttered softly: "I didn't expect Brother He to be afraid of his wife when he is so old. This is somewhat similar to Fang Xuanling, the prime minister of the current dynasty."

What Qin Qiong never imagined was that he, brother He's parents, were the prime minister Fang Xuanling and Mrs. Lu, the most jealous person in history!
(End of this chapter)