Fortunate Young Gentleman

The big man was about 30 years old. The girl in his arms was pale and the butcher knife in his hand was shining coldly. Mobile phone

"In broad daylight, on the streets of the capital, you dare to commit murder!"

A drug store clerk led a group of yamen runners and ran over. A constable drew his sword from his waist, pointed at him from a distance, and shouted: "Put down your weapons quickly and surrender!"

The big man looked calm and raised the butcher knife in his hand.

"You dare to resist arrest!" The constable's expression changed and waved his hand and said: "Take him down!"

"Wait!"

Tang Ning walked out of the crowd quickly. The team in the county government of his father-in-law was not enough for Zheng the butcher to cut with a few knives.

The constable looked back at him and said in surprise: "Sir, this..."

"Put away your weapons." Tang Ning walked forward, looked at the girl in Zheng the butcher's arms, and asked: "What's wrong with Nannan?"

...

Tang Mansion

Tang Ning called the Imperial Physician Ling Yihong and the Imperial Physician Chen. The Imperial Physician Chen took his fingers away from the girl's wrist, stroked his beard, and said, "If it's a few days later, even the gods can't save her."

Tang Ning took out a small box from the cabinet and said, "I still have a Da Huan Dan here. I wonder if it can be used?"

The Imperial Physician Chen took the box and looked at it, and exclaimed, "I heard that Sun's Da Huan Dan is a magical medicine that can take away the fortune of heaven and earth, but the whereabouts of the divine doctor Sun are elusive and it is rare to see it. I didn't expect that Lord Tang would have one here."

After saying that, he handed it back to Tang Ning and said, "She is weak and cannot be supplemented. This Da Huan Dan will do her more harm than good. Lord Tang should put it away. I will prescribe some milder medicine for this little girl and let her recover slowly..."

After Ling Yihong and the Imperial Physician Chen left, Fang Xinyue and Tang Yaoyao came over. In Lingzhou, when Zheng the Butcher was busy, the little girl named Nannan often hung around them.

Tang Ning looked at Butcher Zheng and asked, "Why are you here, senior?"

"Half a month ago, my daughter fell ill and the doctors in Lingzhou couldn't cure her. I thought there were many great doctors in the capital, so I closed my shop and brought her to the capital for treatment."

"Don't call me senior, just call me Old Zheng." Butcher Zheng threw a large bag on the ground. Tang Ning only heard a series of ping-pong sounds, and the bag fell apart, revealing a pile of gold, silver and jewelry.

Tang Ning looked at the things on the ground and said in surprise, "This is..."

Butcher Zheng waved his hand and said, "On the way here, I took down a few bandit dens to make up for the medicine."

The bandits on the way from Lingzhou to the capital were also unlucky to encounter such an unreasonable person.

Now Tang Ning has a clear understanding of the strength of the warriors in this world, and is more aware of the power of Butcher Zheng's knife at that time.

If we use the three mountains he has not yet climbed as an analogy, the gap between Tang Yaoyao and Zheng the Butcher is still several Su Mei and Li Tianlan behind.

Zheng the Butcher looked at him and said, "Thanks to you this time..."

Tang Ning waved his hand and said, "It's just a small effort. Besides, Nannan has called me brother several times. Of course, I can't just leave her alone."

No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you can't do anything about things like birth, aging, illness and death. In contrast, the old beggar is a good role model. Not only is he a martial arts expert, he also knows fortune-telling, witchcraft and poison. Judging from the medicinal diet and bath he prepared for Xiao Xiao, he probably has a deep attainment in medicine. It's true that having many skills is always a burden. He can be said to be a walking encyclopedia.

"Hey, butcher, when did you come?" As soon as Tang Ning finished speaking, he poked his head out of the door, looked at Zheng the butcher, and said in surprise: "Come and drink with me..."

Tang Yaoyao and Xiaoru were in the room with Nannan, the old beggar and Zheng the butcher were squatting in the yard drinking and eating meat, Tang Ning sat in the pavilion and continued to think about what happened just now.

Fang Xiaopang's father reminded him that for this risky thing, no matter how much preparation is done, it is not too much.

Now there is only one month left before the departure, he should make some preparations early.

Xiaoxiao stood in the yard, watching Tang Ning in deep thought. After thinking for a while, she walked to the corner, looked at the old beggar, and whispered, "Master."

The old beggar looked at her and immediately smiled. He pointed at her and introduced her to Zheng the Butcher, "This is my new disciple. How is she?"

Zheng the Butcher looked at her and nodded, "Not bad."

"What do you mean not bad?" The old beggar frowned and said, "My disciple has a good physique and is rare in a hundred years. In ten years at most, he can surpass you. In another twenty years, it is not a problem to surpass me..."

Xiaoxiao looked at him and whispered, "Master, I have something to say to you."

The old beggar looked at her, then looked at Zheng the Butcher, kicked him away, and said, "Didn't you hear what my disciple said? Do you want to tell me? Stay away..." After that, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Xiao, saying: "My dear disciple, what's the matter, tell me." Xiao Xiao clenched his sleeves and said: "Brother will go out this time, and he will go very far and come back for a long time. I don't know what kind of danger he will encounter. I want Master to protect Brother." "That kid is as smart as a ghost. How could he let himself get into danger..." The old beggar frowned and said: "I am still thinking about teaching you martial arts next..." Xiao Xiao clenched his fists and said: "But Brother will be gone for so long. What if he encounters bad guys? I, I want to go with Brother." "Okay, okay..." The old beggar hurriedly said: "You stay at home, Master will go."

He sighed and said: "What's so good about that boy? Why is my good disciple so nice to him..."

In the pavilion, Tang Ning looked at the old beggar and asked in surprise, "You want to go with me?"

"What do you think I want?" The old beggar glanced at him and said, "If I don't go, what if my good disciple no longer wants to be my disciple? Where can I find such a good seedling?"

"No." Tangning refused without thinking.

Although if the old beggar goes with him, he can avoid a lot of worries and his safety is guaranteed, but what about at home?

The Tang family and Prince Duan were eyeing the capital. Tangning had been away for at least half a year. How could he rest assured that Xiaoru and Xiaoyi would live in the capital without any guarantee?

With the old beggar at home guarding the rear, he could leave with peace of mind. Apart from him, he wouldn't be at ease with anyone else, so Tang Ning didn't think of letting him go with her at first.

"If I don't go, with your skills as a three-legged cat, if something happens outside, how can I explain to my good disciple?" The old beggar frowned and said, "Where can I go at this moment?" I’ll find you a satisfactory bodyguard. Your Chen country has a few powerful sect leaders with decent martial arts skills. It’s okay to capture them, but the distance is too far..."

He glanced away inadvertently and saw Butcher Zheng picking up his wine gourd and drinking heavily.

Seeing that the bottle of wine in the gourd was almost gone, his expression changed, his body flashed, and he had appeared in the courtyard, shouting: "Shut up!"

The old beggar snatched the gourd from Butcher Zheng's hand, and the mouth of the gourd was downwards. Only the last drop of clear wine fell to the ground.

He took a deep breath, smiled, and said, "Pig butcher, have you ever heard the story of the knotted grass?"

Butcher Zheng shook his head and said, "No."

The old beggar was startled and asked: "How about reciprocating a favor?"

"No."

“Have you ever heard of a meal worth a thousand pieces of gold?”

"nor."

The old beggar looked at him and said angrily: "Have you ever read a book?"

Butcher Zheng shook his head: "No."

The old beggar took a deep breath and said: "A drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. You must have heard this, right?"

"I heard it." Butcher Zheng finally nodded.

The old beggar breathed a sigh of relief and said: "You see, we Jianghu people, walking in the Jianghu, only rely on the word "righteousness" to repay kindness and revenge. Even if it is a drop of kindness, we should repay it with a spring..."

Butcher Zheng looked at him and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Look, if it hadn't been for Mr. Tang, your precious daughter would have been lost. This can be regarded as a gift of survival. You must repay this kindness." The old beggar smacked his lips and said: "The lamb knelt down to breastfeed, the black magpie fed back, even the beast We all know how to repay kindness, but now that Mr. Tang is in trouble, if you don’t help, wouldn’t you be worse than a beast?”

Butcher Zheng looked at him and said, "The lamb kneels down to its mother, and the bird feeds back to its mother. Your allusion is wrong."

The old beggar said angrily: "I am discussing the use of allusions with you, right?"

"But your allusion is wrong."

"Have you never read the book?"

"You can't lie to me even if I haven't read the book."

Snapped!

The old beggar threw the wine gourd to the ground, looked at Butcher Zheng, and said viciously: "You just drank all my wine, can you tell me how to settle this account?"