The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Weng Chong came in from outside the Yuanmen gate. The imperial edict was to invite Ning Yan back to Yandu with 300 thousand soldiers of King Rui.

Ning Yangui hesitated to accept the imperial edict, asked Weng to rush into the hall, stepped back, and lowered his voice: "manager Weng, I'm afraid it's not right?"

"General Ning only needs to act according to the imperial edict. There's no need to ask more. There's a notice from King Rui." Weng Chong picked up his tea cup, lowered his head to sip it, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I heard that King Rui put a general here?"

"Yes, general Joe." Ning Yan's heart clear, immediately out of a voice: "then dispatch 300000 Ning army, leave Qiao general in Bazhou garrison."

Weng Chong's eyes were full of admiration and nodded: "it's just right that general Ning is ready to leave. He will go home to meet his old friend."

In Bazhou, there are not only Qiao Chu, but also Jin Lao. Unlike Zhou, Weng Chong naturally wants to see him.

The next day, it was light, and the 300000 Ningjia troops in Bazhou marched to Yandu.

With such a large-scale deployment of troops, the people were in a panic. The new official came to see them off in person, and the people spontaneously rushed to the streets.

At the ten mile long Pavilion, Xu Yifeng drinks the farewell wine and watches Ning Yan return and his party go away. Standing in the morning, his brow is locked. Whose game is it.

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In southern Xinjiang, Wen Ruolan sits on a bamboo chair. Two strong men carry her along the winding mountain road. Dongfang Yi follows her. They occasionally say a few words.

It's cool in the mountain. Before the sun is in the middle, Wen Ruolan has been sitting in a manor in the mountain. The manor is surrounded by flowers and plants. There is a large vegetable garden in the back. There are chickens and ducks, and some wild animals.

The housekeeper of Dali manor was a man in his forties. He had a rough face and a little duck voice. He asked his wife and children to pick fresh fruits and vegetables for the host.

Facing four spacious and bright houses, civil structure, very cool.

Wen Ruolan is as excited as a child when he can find such a geomantic treasure land in the hot Southern Xinjiang. Once there is no one in front of him, he can't help looking around, which makes Dongfang Yi keep on walking. He has to seize it and give some advice.

It's obviously the most suitable place to spend the summer. After eating a common meal, Dongfang Yi takes Wen Ruolan's hand and walks slowly along the mountain road.

"Take me to see our property?" Wen Ruolan holds Dongfang Yi's arm.

Dongfang Yi tilts his head: "what? Do you have the account book with you? "

Wen Ruolan's face turned red, and he took out a book from his arms, which made Dongfang Yi laugh: "you really brought it."

It's true that she has an account book with her. It's empty. Wen Ruolan has decided to put all the gold and silver on record. Although she has a big family and a big business, she can't be careless about money. Besides, she has a lot of money to spend.

The cave in the middle of the mountain is not conspicuous, but the grass around is bare. Obviously, there are many people going in and out.

Two people have to bend slightly to pass through the narrow cave. After walking, they can have a cup of tea, and the cave suddenly becomes bright. The stone gate facing them is carved with a five clawed golden dragon, and beside it is the stone statue of the golden melon warrior.

"Isn't this the imperial mausoleum of any dynasty?" Wen Ruolan stood in front of the door, looking at the huge stone, sighed.

Dongfang Yi shook his head: "it's not clear. It's not the imperial mausoleum. It's just a lot of gold and silver. Let's go."

He came forward and made a few gouges on the wall. The stone door opened slowly. The dazzling yellow and white things let Wen Ruolan take a breath of air conditioning. If it wasn't for the royal family, who else had such a big hand?

There's no guard inside, but it's obviously sorted out. Boxes of yards are placed neatly on all sides. In the middle, there are some things that can't be packed. The smell of the soil is fishy.

"Do you have enough small books?" Asked Dongfang Yi.

Wen Ruolan gave him a white look: "if it's not enough, write it on your skin. At that time, there will be a treasure map of your skin."

"You just give up." Dongfang Yi took her by the hand and went in: "there are three floors in the hall. The outside store is some gold and silver, and the second store is some rare jewelry. I haven't been in the inside."

"Can't you get in?" Wen Ruolan looked at these things, visual inspection can have how many, casually said a sentence.

Dongfang Yi was not surprised. He nodded: "if you can't get in, it's the broken dragon wall. I'm afraid you can't get out after you get in, so it's temporarily suspended."

"Smart, greedy people will want to leave nothing. That's enough." Wen Ruolan follows Dongfang Yi into the second floor hall.

The ivory bed in the main hall is decorated with innumerable treasures. The cabinets, dressing tables, tables, chairs and benches made of ivory make Wen Ruolan feel toothache vaguely. After a long time, he calmed down: "are they all true?"

This made Dongfang Yi dumbfounded: "otherwise?"

Otherwise? Wen Ruolan sighed in his heart, yes, otherwise? How can the world know that in a certain Dynasty many years later, the means of counterfeiting can almost defeat the genuine.

The walls are surrounded by hollowed out lattices. On each lattices, there is a gold nanmu box, big or small, but the box is of the same style, with a delicate gold lock on it and a key hanging next to it.

Wen Ruolan sat on the stool casually, holding his cheek in both hands: "it's really interesting. Does it mean that the former owner here has a habit of storing things?"

"I don't know. I don't have any record of these gold, silver and jewelry even when I look up the classics." Dongfang Yi takes a box and sends it to Wen Ruolan: "you can take what you like."

Wen Ruolan carefully opened the gold lock, and when he opened the lid, he exposed the Yellow flannel cloth inside. The cloth opened again, and his hand shook: "my God, Black Pearl!"

Black Pearl! Yes, a box full of black pearls. The biggest one is as big as a baby's fist. The small ones are like abacus pearls. There is no trace of carving. When they are opened, there is a faint smell of sea water.

"What's the origin?" Dongfang Yi doesn't think it's Black Pearl. He sits down and looks at Wen Ruolan.

Wen Ruolan took one and put it in the palm of his hand: "I'm not sure. These things are usually found outside China. It's rare that they can breed black pearls. It's rare to collect so many."

Dongfang Yi is not in a hurry. He takes down a smaller box and opens it.

In the box, there was only a jade Bi made of suet jade. Half of the jade bi was as clear as lake water, but it was as warm and white as milk. There was a small round hole in the middle, with gold inlaid around it.

Wen Ruolan couldn't sit still. He looked up at the thousands of boxes on the wall and shook his head: "it's really terrible. Even if one of these things is spread out, it will cause a bloodbath, right?"

"Not at all." Dongfang Yi reaches out his hand and rubs Wen Ruolan's hair: "these are ours."

"Now I suddenly find it boring to make money." Wen Ruolan, somewhat frustrated, lay on the table: "so many things make people feel depressed. Dongfang Yi, who do you think this belongs to?"

Dongfang Yi took her hand and got up: "let's go and have a look at the back."

Wen Ruolan is very quiet. He follows Dongfang Yi through the hall on the second floor, facing a whole jade wall!

The carved patterns on the jade Bi are very special, including the flying goddess, the eight dragon tribes and the common people. The common people are wearing strange clothes. The woman is wearing gauze clothes, and the body curve is looming. The man is wearing a leather skirt, barefoot, with a bunch of animal hair on his head.

Standing in front of Yubi, Wen Ruolan's mouth bent down: "if someone says it's given by God, do you believe it?"

Dongfang Yi leaned over her and whispered in her ear. Wen Ruolan turned back and threw herself into Dongfang Yi's arms: "hurry up and take me away. Don't be here."