Everyone walked through Wugong County along the official road. It was almost dark now, and they vaguely saw a fork in front of them. On the left of the Ye Qingyao Road fork was the official road leading to Yi County along the north bank of the Weishui River; on the right But it is the path leading to Qizhou.
Ye Qingyao was very careful. Although he had agreed on a route with Jing Kuanren, he still carved a mark on the tree on the roadside to prevent him from going wrong.
Everyone turned onto the path and continued to move forward. After a while, they saw a group of dark mountains in the north under the starry night. Ye Qingyao said that was Qishan Mountain. "Mandarin·Zhouyu" "The prosperity of Zhou Dynasty is also the place where the birds and eagles sing in Qishan". It is the place where the Zhou family was founded.
After the horse team had traveled dozens of miles, the starry sky suddenly dimmed, and dark clouds covered the entire sky like a huge black cloth. Ye Qingyao frowned and said, "It looks like it's going to rain. It's the turn of spring and summer, the Grain Rain season, when it's most difficult to tell whether it's sunny or rainy."
Just as he was talking, he suddenly saw a thick bolt of lightning piercing the sky like a sharp sword, illuminating the earth brightly. Only then did everyone realize that except for a few scattered big trees on the roadside, the surrounding area was an endless wilderness. Everyone was stunned. Suddenly, there was a thunder in the sky. The deafening thunder seemed to fall into the mountains in the distance and then rolled down to the wilderness, making a rumbling echo.
Immediately afterwards, the raindrops fell like beans. The spring rain was very cold, and the heavy rain instantly penetrated everyone's clothes. It was as cold as steel needles, accompanied by the howling wind, sweeping the rain everywhere. The big trees beside the road rustled in the strong wind, lightning and thunder thundered in the sky, and the night sky kept changing with different colors.
The drainage function of this path is far less perfect than that of the official road. With this sudden thunderstorm, the rainwater quickly accumulated and the road immediately became muddy and difficult to navigate.
Everyone braved the heavy rain and walked cautiously in the mud. Wang Qiyao said: "Young Master, it's impossible. We have to find a place to take shelter from the rain. Otherwise, walking on this muddy road will hurt the horse's hooves."
At this time, the yellow hay jade top under Jiang Shuo's crotch made a long chirping sound, followed by a few more chirping sounds. Jiang Shuo said to Wang Qiyao: "Yao Lang, I have the same opinion as you. "
Wang Qiyao didn't know that Jiang Shuo knew horse language, so he stared at Jiang Shuo, not knowing whether he was joking or serious.
Jiang Shuo said: "It's just that there is no village in front of us and no ground behind us, so where can we take shelter from the rain? How about we take shelter under a tree for now."
Ye Qingyao and the servants quickly waved their hands and said: "No, no."
The leading man said: "Young master, you cannot take shelter under a tree during a thunderstorm. The trees here are so tall that if lightning strikes, the people under the trees will die."
Ye Qingyao raised his eyes and looked around and said, "This place is open, and it's not safe to stand on the road."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a thunder crash next to him, startling Ye Qingyao's horse. The horse neighed and ran away. Jiang Shuo shouted loudly, but at this time the thunder exploded one after another. Although Jiang Shuo's internal strength was Strong, but unable to compete with the world, the horse carried Ye Qingyao all the way.
The old horse and Jiang Shuo had the same mind, knowing that he was anxious, he immediately chased after him without urging. Others also urged the horses to chase, but those were just ordinary horses. Although everyone urged them desperately, those horses were just on the muddy road. Xun hesitated and watched Ye Qingyao and Jiang Shuo go away one after the other.
Ye Qingyao also had good martial arts skills and could have jumped off the horse, but when she heard the thunder, she was so frightened that she forgot to jump off. She just lay on the horse's back and let the horse gallop all the way.
Although the horse carrying Ye Qingyao was an ordinary horse, it ran wildly without hesitation in the foot-deep water after being frightened. However, the old horse was afraid of losing its hoof in the mud and did not dare to run with all its strength, so it chased him. After a few miles, the horse carrying Ye Qingyao finally lost strength and slowed down. Jiang Shuo stepped forward and reined in the horse's bridle, and kept calming it down with horse talk, so that the horse could calm down.
At this moment, the rain was pouring down, and it still had no intention of stopping, but there was no thunder anymore. Jiang Shuo and Ye Qingyao looked back, and saw that there was no trace of other people in the misty rain. Looking forward, they saw that there was already someone not far away. At the foothills of Qishan Mountain, the dense forests on the mountain extend to the foot of the mountain, and a large house stands alone between the forest and the wilderness.
Jiang Shuo and Ye Qingyao looked at each other and wondered, how could this happen in this remote wilderness?
Have a big house? Ye Qingyao couldn't help but be afraid, and leaned towards Jiang Shuo, saying, "Brother Suzhi, this...isn't this a haunted house?"
She had heard many legendary stories about how the mansions that suddenly appeared out of thin air in the wilderness after heavy rain were transformed by spirits.
Jiang Shuo consoled him, "Where are there any monsters in the world? Maybe it's a place where celebrities live in seclusion."
Ye Qingyao said: "It is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters like Wangchuan where famous people live in seclusion. How can they live in a deserted village like this?"
Jiang Shuo didn't think so. At this time, the sky and the earth were dark. Even if there was any beautiful scenery, he couldn't see half of it. Maybe tomorrow, when the rain stops and the clouds open, it might also be a beautiful place. He said: "Don't be afraid, sister Qingyao. It's raining heavily at the moment. No matter what kind of house it is, it can always protect you from the wind and rain. I heard that if you accidentally break into the house of ghosts and gods, as long as you don't eat the food, you will be fine. We are just here You can take shelter from the rain on the porch, but what are you afraid of?"
At this moment, Ye Qingyao was soaked by the rain, felt cold and wet, and felt very uncomfortable. He thought what Jiang Shuo said was true, so he let Jiang Shuo lead his horse to the door of the mansion.
When the two of them arrived at the door, they dismounted and went under the porch. Ye Qingyao suddenly became happy and said, "Brother Suzhi, this is where we will stay again today."
Seeing her sudden change in appearance, Jiang Shuo asked curiously, "Sister Qingyao, do you recognize the owner of this house?"
Ye Qingyao pointed to the plaque on the door and said, "This is an old friend of yours. Brother Suzhi, why did you forget?"
Jiang Shuo wondered: "I have never been to Fufeng, how can I have any old friends?" He looked up and saw that the plaque read "Qiyang Entire House".
Ye Qingyao said: "Fufeng County was renamed in the first year of Tianbao. It was originally called Qizhou. The county at the southern foot of Qishan Mountain was named Qiyang because it was in the south of the mountain."
Jiang Shuo said: "Whether it's Qizhou or Qiyang, I don't have any old friends..."
Ye Qingyao said: "Brother Suzhi, I just want to know that you have an amazing memory. How could you forget Quan Xingjian, the acupuncture master in the first battle in the Beizhen Temple?"
Jiang Shuo slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, that's right! Quan Daxian said he was from Qizhou. Could it be that this is Quan Xingjian's house!"
Ye Qingyao said: "It must be his other career. Quan Daxian used to work in the Imperial Medical Office. Tengkongzi was obsessed with medical skills and had frequent contacts with all the great sages in the capital. I once accompanied Tengkongzi in his house in Chang'an City. I went to visit him and heard him say that his ancestral home was in Fufeng Qiyang."
Jiang Shuo said: "Although there are few people with the surname Quan in the world, it is not uncommon. This may not be Quan Daxian's house."
Ye Qingyao said: "I have my own reasoning. Let's knock on the door and see if it is true."
As she spoke, she knocked on the door knocker and waited for the door to be answered. Ye Qingyao said to Jiang Shuo: "Qishan is the beginning of our Chinese medicine. It is said that the Qibo who answered the Yellow Emperor in "Su Wen" was from Qizhou, so Qishan There have been many great doctors in this state since ancient times. However, Quan Daxian is not from the Xinglin family."
Jiang Shuo wondered: "I heard that doctors are mostly passed down from their families. This Quan Daxian's acupuncture skills are very good, but they are not passed down from his ancestors?"
Seeing that no one had answered the door, Ye Qingyao knocked the door knocker twice and continued: "My whole family is a wealthy family in Qizhou, and they have been herding horses for the emperor in the past. Look at the vast wilderness here, it's not like herding horses in Qiyang." Land?"
Jiang Shuo recalled the scenes of the wilderness he had seen along the way under the lightning, and said, "I only thought the horse farms were outside the Great Wall, but I didn't expect there to be horse farms right next to Gyeonggi."
Ye Qingyao said: "The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty paid the most attention to horse administration. He had many horse farms in the pass, and Qiyang was the largest among them. All the Qiyang Fang supervisors came from the same family, but Quan Daxian was uniquely good at acupuncture. He studied under the Cui family in Yanling, Xuzhou, and although he was not a direct disciple of Cui Zhiti, he learned the most about Cui's acupuncture skills, and was said to be the best in acupuncture skills in the Imperial Medical Office."
Jiang Shuo nodded and said, "No wonder Quan Daxian took the lead in the battle between Han doctors and Silla doctors in Beizhen Temple."
At this moment, a small corner door opened beside the main door. An old servant stuck his head out and asked, "Where did this barbarian come from? Why are you knocking on the door late at night?"
Since both Jiang Shuo and Ye Qingyao were dressed as white barbarians from Nanzhao, the old servant called them "barbarians".
Ye Qingyao crossed his hands and said, "My father-in-law, please tell me. Is this the residence of Quan Xingjian Quan Quan?"
The old servant was stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Shuo and Ye Qingyao.
After looking up and down, he asked doubtfully, "You two know my master."
Ye Qingyao glanced at Jiang Shuo proudly, as if to say, "See, I guessed it right?" He turned to the old servant and crossed his hands and said, "I'd like to inform you that an old friend is here to visit."
The old servant said impatiently: "Old friends come to visit me every now and then. If I tell you this, I will be scolded by the master of the house." "
Quan Xingjian had a good reputation. Although he returned to his hometown, there was an endless stream of people visiting him every day, some seeking medical treatment and some seeking education. Quan Xingjian was unbearably disturbed by this, so he ordered the servants guarding the door to visit him. Only when you ask clearly can you tell.
Ye Qingyao crossed his hands and said, "Let's just say we are old friends who fought side by side in Beizhen Temple."
The old servant obviously knew about Beizhen Temple. He was shocked when he heard this and said to himself: "I only heard that there were Miao and Qiang doctors who went to Beizhen Temple that day, but I didn't know that there were also barbarians. .”
Jiang Shuo was not good at hypocrisy. He slowly took off his hat and fake beard and said to the old servant, "Jiang Shuo is not a barbarian doctor from the southwest. He is indeed an old friend of Quan Daxian."
The old servant seemed to have heard of Jiang Shuo's name, and murmured again: "The name Jiang Shuo is a bit familiar. Has the master mentioned it before?" He crossed his hands and said to the two of them, "Wait a moment, I'll call you." Thank you." After saying that, he turned around and went in, but his attitude this time was much more polite than before.
This time, he didn't wait long. He heard the creaking door open and Quan Xingjian led the servants to welcome him out. The makeup on Jiang Shuo's face had long been washed away by the rain. At this moment, he took off his beard again. Quan Xingjian glanced at the wine. = recognized him, he rushed forward and hugged Jiang Shuo's arms, saying: "What an unexpected surprise, Young Master Jiang, how did you come here? Oh, you are all wet, hurry, hurry , please come in quickly." He then ordered his men: "Prepare a change of clothes for the two young masters." He didn't recognize Ye Qingyao yet, and said that she was also a man.
Quan Xingjian's servants came forward. Some took the reins of their horses, while others held umbrellas for them and welcomed them inside.
After entering the door, when the door was closed again, Jiang Shuo suddenly remembered that he was in a hurry to chase Ye Qingyao and forgot about Wang Qiyao and others, and said hurriedly: "Quan Daxian, we still have a dozen brothers who haven't followed..."
Quan Xingjian turned to the old porter and said, "You and a few people are waiting at the door. If Young Master Jiang and his companions arrive, they will all be welcomed in."
The old servant sang a song. Before he could get out of the small corner door, he heard the knocking on the door again. A man shouted through the door: "A traveler is passing through the precious land and is suddenly hit by a heavy rain. Please take shelter from the rain."
