"Don't worry, someone will go to Miaoqing Temple to pick up the Taoist Master in three days."
The empress shook her head gently and rejected Taoist Qinghuan's proposal.
If she didn't want Jiang Yunqing to worry about this matter, she could have asked Jiang Yunqing to diagnose and treat her. She didn't think Taoist Qinghuan's medical skills were better than her man.
Of course, it cannot be denied that Taoist Qinghuan is definitely more experienced in gynecology.
Li Xingyun's self-proclaimed so-called gynecological master is purely oral and lustful.
"Okay, Pindao understands!"
Taoist Qinghuan sighed softly. After all, he still wanted to go to Huanyinfang.
"Clang!"
As the door rang, Jiang Yunqing walked out of the room first, blinking hard at the empress as if there was sand in his eyes.
This was a direct code between him and the empress, which meant that he had basically figured out his master.
There was a smile in the corner of the empress' eyes, and she nodded lightly.
After exchanging secret codes with the empress, Jiang Yunqing bowed to Taoist Qinghuan: "Jiang Yunqing, I have met Taoist Qinghuan!"
Jiang Yunqing had to respect Daoist Qinghuan, regardless of his age or because he was on equal terms with his master.
"Um!"
Taoist Qinghuan responded softly and bowed in return.
Um, are you so indifferent?
Jiang Yunqing was slightly startled. When Taoist Qinghuan came out with his master, wasn't he still having a lively conversation? Fortunately, he thought that in time he would have a new master wife.
In order not to be cold, Jiang Yunqing grinned with a smile that did not show embarrassment, "This must be the second time I have met the Taoist priest. I wonder if the elder still remembers me?"
Upon hearing this, Taoist Qinghuan immediately looked at Jiang Yunqing carefully again. That handsome face looked strange no matter how he looked at it.
Although she is a Kun Dao, because she possesses extraordinary medical skills, she comes into contact with many men, making it difficult to investigate on a case-by-case basis.
"The Sword Comes"
"I wonder when and where?"
Taoist Qinghuan had an expression on his face as he was searching but to no avail.
Jiang Yunqing didn't expect Taoist Qinghuan to remember the hasty meeting two years ago. After all, in this world, neither martial arts nor Taoism can make people knowledgeable and memorized. The reason why he said it was to ease the atmosphere of silence. .
Seeing that Taoist Qinghuan was thinking hard but without success, Jiang Yunqing quickly reminded: "I wonder if Taoist Master can remember that Fengxiang Medical Bureau invited you to come and cure the poison two years ago?"
After what Jiang Yunqing said, Taoist Qinghuan immediately had an impression and exclaimed: "Are you... are you the young man that Lao Shen brought over that time to cure that strange poison?"
Although Fengxiang is big, he can make her helpless, and there are still relatively few difficult and complicated diseases that come to her or are encountered by her, so the impression is naturally more profound.
The impression of Jiang Yunqing in his mind was a little deep, and then a kind smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he praised without hesitation: "You are worthy of being a disciple of Taoist friend Uncle Yang. At a young age, his medical skills are already extraordinary. I didn't expect that he would be a disciple of Uncle Yang." He also has quite a lot of attainments in the art of Gu, not bad, not bad!"
Taoist Qinghuan did not mean to flatter him, but only expressed sincere admiration. He looked at Jiang Yunqing with a kind look in his eyes, as if he was looking at his apprentice.
"My medical and voodoo skills are average. He was able to undo the voodoo at that time, but it was just a coincidence!"
Jiang Yunqing is not thin-skinned, but he does not stand up to the praise. He blushed a little after receiving such praise from Taoist Qinghuan.
"Hey~, how can there be any real distinction between medical skills and Gu skills? Those who are able to settle down and make a living are probably those with some unique skills. Having this skill is enough to be proud of. Young people have not yet matured. Just be more confident!”
Taoist Qinghuan did not hesitate to encourage him at all, as if the previous indifference did not exist.
"Ahem!"
Jiang Yunqing wanted to humble himself, but was interrupted by a cough from Uncle Yang who came out.
Uncle Yang walked over slowly and put his right hand, which was lightly clenched into a fist, to his mouth. His expression was pretending to be serious, "Fellow Daoist Qinghuan, don't praise this brat too much. His firepower is barely enough to start training!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yunqing's eyes suddenly lit up. Master, who had always had a serious face, started to pretend to be 13. It's incredible, it's really incredible.
That is to say, Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan are not here, otherwise they will definitely be shocked and say that this is not the master I know.
Although Master's skills in pretending to be 13 are still very immature, with his cooperation, the first battle will definitely be successful!
Having made up his mind, Jiang Yunqing flicked his sleeves and turned around, respectfully clasping his fists and bowing: "Master taught me that my apprentice's knowledge is still shallow, and he still needs to serve his master and listen to Dundun's teachings!"
At this time, Jiang Yunqing was dressed in a green shirt and looked extraordinary, and his respectful bow perfectly set off Uncle Yang's noble demeanor.
You see, the disciples are all so outstanding, and their teachers must be even more extraordinary and saintly.
In addition, Uncle Yang's temperament and appearance are not bad, and he looks like a handsome man, which is still very eye-catching.
At least, Taoist Qinghuan's eyes were filled with brilliance.
"Well, it's good. It's good that you have this enlightenment. It shows that your xinxing has grown."
Facing the disciple's gift, Uncle Yang remained calm on the surface. He just gently stroked his well-maintained beard and nodded with a calm but slightly pleased expression.
"Thank you, Master, for your careful teaching!"
Jiang Yunqing was magnanimous and bowed again. He held his master up as high as he lowered his status.
I'm not afraid that my master's image will collapse when the time comes, and how painful the fall will be.
The main reason is that Jiang Yunqing knows very well that his master has real talents and knowledge. His martial arts skills have reached the top level and he is also a top master in the world. But not bad either.
After all, according to his master, he was able to join the bad guys and become one of the thirty-six captains all because of his special medical skills.
And Lu Youjie, the meteorite who was completed just after his appearance, has only the strength of a big star. In fact, it was because an action before the disbandment of the bad guys injured his meridians, resulting in no progress in his skills for thirty years.
"Ahem!"
Uncle Yang made a slight fist with his right hand, covered it to his mouth, and coughed twice.
He looked at the empress again, and the doubts that disappeared in his heart rose again.
Is this really the empress?
Why does the Empress, the leader of Huanyinfang, one of the three assassination organizations that scares the entire world, look so weak and frail, like a dignified lady?
What about murderous intent? Where is the dignity? What about that high-and-high momentum?
Is this realistic? This is unrealistic!
Uncle Yang waved to the empress, "This girl is coming with me. I have something I want to ask about."
ps: I have more free time. I will finish this book as soon as possible and then start a new one.
