"I have no choice but to entrust the master's life to you." In the medical center, Lao Sanjin said to a doctor, his expression finally getting better. After drinking water just now, someone took him and the head of the family to the medical center here, waiting for the doctor to see the condition before making a decision.
Fortunately, the rather short doctor did not delay, and was very nimble with his hands and feet. In a short time, he organized the unformed medicinal materials and immediately asked the master to take a pulse.
Who was Lao Sanjin? If he didn't follow any of these rules, he would have lived in vain for many years. So he bowed to the doctor, then went straight out of the medical clinic and waited outside.
The sky is blue and the breeze wraps around your fingers.
It was rare for Lao Sanjin to calm down, walk around and look at the flowers and plants in pots near the medical center, which finally relieved the boredom that had accumulated in his heart for the past few days.
Lao Sanjin was not originally called Lao Sanjin.
Twenty-three years ago, he was originally a general in the Qiling Army. He accidentally saw a nobleman deducting military pay. He was furious and found an opportunity to beat the nobleman soundly. He almost died. He beat this noble civil servant until he fainted.
Immediately afterwards, he tattooed his face and sent him to a desolate place west of Qiling. He stayed there for five or six years, eating rats and rabbits when he was hungry, and drinking from mountain springs when he was thirsty, just like a wild animal.
Fortunately, it happened that the Holy Spirit granted a general amnesty to the world, so he was released.
Later, this old general with no relatives met the leader.
At that time, the head of the family was still a handsome scholar with a high status. He did not like to drink, but he only rarely carried a teapot and drank a sip of tea from time to time. Every time I see someone drinking, I have to scold him, saying that drinking causes harm to his body, and even the title of Lao Sanjin is given by the head of the family.
From then on, the head of the family was not exempt from the vulgarity. He also drank with the caravans every day, and his waist and belly grew day by day, reaching the point where he could move at every step.
Many years passed by in a blink of an eye.
"Damn, why does this water still smell like alcohol?" Lao Sanjin cursed, but still drank the clear water in the water bag.
Being bored, even so, Lao Sanjin had no intention of attending the banquet. In his opinion, going to a banquet is the most boring thing: several well-dressed hosts and guests sat down one after another. They were not familiar with each other, but they had to exchange pleasantries and exchange glasses for a long time. Indeed, It makes people feel uncomfortable. If the meal is exquisite, it will be even more boring. If you have the leisure time to carve out the dishes, it would be better to have two bowls of meat, drink a big bowl of wine, eat the meat, eat it, wipe your mouth, say goodbye and leave, that would be happy.
After all, he was born in the army, so he couldn't stand the hypocrisy, and he was ignored.
Lao Sanjin's belly was empty, so he thought about going out to find some food and stepped out.
"I'm so confused. I've almost forgotten how long it's been since Mocheng saw anyone else."
Someone in the city lord's mansion sighed.
"Not to mention, the ridiculous behavior of these two young men seems to have been seen for many years. The last time was half a century ago, and a young man with a sword came to our Mocheng for a good meal. Drink, it's very noisy." If anyone in the caravan is here, he may have a good memory and remember that this old man sitting firmly in the palace is the old storyteller when he first entered the city.
At this moment, the old man's attire had already been changed into a Confucian scholar's shirt, which was very decent.
"City Lord, why don't I go and make some suggestions? After all, the City Lord is hosting the banquet in person, so I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate to act like this." Shen Jie stepped into the City Lord's mansion at some point, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
It wasn't that he was too rigid and pedantic, it was because the two ladies didn't know the rules. Even the servants by the campfire told them to leave and roast and eat on their own, which was extremely enjoyable.
"Keshu, come here." The old man smiled and waved to Shen Jie to sit down and talk. Although it is the city lord's mansion, the furnishings in the mansion are extremely simple. The mansion is divided into two floors. The lower floor only has a few futons and a few shelves of books and scrolls, and nothing else.
"After so many years, although your knowledge has been increasing day by day, you have always been busy studying, but you don't know why you are studying. Just now, the young man answered your questions and made your spiritual platform sixty-seven points clearer. This is a kindness." Shen Jie nodded, and the old man was quite satisfied, and continued, "Since the kindness is in front of me, how can I disturb others now? Besides, if you can tell that truth, you naturally understand the rules. If it is not a greedy thing, you will not do it. This kind of ridiculous thing happened. I guess it was a bumpy journey, and I didn't know the taste of meat for several months, so I ignored the rules and entered the venue first. It doesn't matter, just let them go."
Shen Jie resigned, leaving the old man sitting alone in the city lord's mansion.
Sighs spread.
After what seemed like a lifetime, the old man spoke to himself.
"Before Jiazi, I felt that this futon was still a little uncomfortable. I disliked it and couldn't calm down while meditating. In the blink of an eye, about ten of them were broken."
"My heart feels calm, but it seems I'm running out of futons."
Han Xi outside the mansion did not come forward to enjoy the wine and meat. Instead, he sat quietly behind a long table and looked up to the sky.
As dusk approached, the sky became a little darker, but it was clearly a bright and sunny sky, but there were no stars and moon, and there was no trace of clouds or red smoke, but the blue sky was slightly darker.
Weird.
Han Xi felt a chill down his spine for no reason.
When Yun Zhong and Tang Bufeng were almost full, the old city lord slowly walked out of the house and nodded towards them.
So in less than two sticks of incense, the rest of the caravan also came to the scene, and many people in gorgeous clothes sat down gracefully. Two rows of women in white emerged from the side of the city lord's palace. They also sat on futons one after another. They placed the silk tung trees they held in their arms across their legs. They nodded slightly with their bare hands, and then the sound of phoenix singing suddenly rose and filled the place. middle.
There were many scholars at the banquet. As soon as Fang sat down, he talked about knowledge with the people around him, saying that he had written a new little order in the past few days. If you don't mind it, wouldn't it be nice to give him a few pointers? The person next to me also had good things to say, but it wasn't really a matter of mentioning points. At most, I was trying my best to fill in the lyrics later, so that I could learn from them.
Many people in the city even brought their children with them, so in an instant, there were chatter, laughter, loud talks, children's laughter and the sound of musical instruments, and the place that was originally empty and deserted suddenly seemed to be very lively.
Tang Bufeng and Yun Zhong, who were beside the bonfire, were a little stunned. They didn't even wipe the oil and water from the corners of their mouths. How could it be that within a short time, there was already a huge crowd and a packed house? Besides, those elegant women in white clothes, perhaps out of curiosity, mostly looked at the two of them while playing the piano, which made the two brothers' cheeks slightly red.
"I mean Brother Crazy, are you and I a bit..." Yun Zhong hesitated before speaking, and quietly wiped the oil and water from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.
Tang Bufeng raised his lips and said, "Two."
So the two brothers fled quickly, almost in no particular order.
