Qijun.
It is not as prosperous as Chang'an, nor as antique as Luoyang, but it has its own kind of tranquility and comfort.
There are many green plants in the city, which provide shade in the hot summer. The clearly visible green makes people feel relaxed involuntarily.
The cicadas are chirping incessantly and the birds are chirping crisply.
The carriage moved forward slowly, attracting the attention of many people enjoying the shade.
"I heard that Qi County didn't have so many trees before. It wasn't until Xia Qingfeng became the governor. As soon as he took office, he ordered green plants to be planted along the streets, which gave rise to today's scenery."
Lu Chunliang praised.
Ever since he heard that Xia Qingfeng beat the locust statue with a stick, he had a very good impression of Xia Qingfeng.
While driving the carriage, Lou Ling said calmly: "It's difficult to paint a dragon or a tiger. It's difficult to know the person but not the heart. I think there's something wrong with this Xia Qingfeng. Who in the official position would go to all the trouble to plant trees?"
Planting trees does not bring any political achievements. When all officials are rushing to develop agriculture and commerce, he only focuses on planting trees. It is really strange.
Lu Chunliang did not refute, after all, there were indeed too many doubts about Xia Qingfeng.
The carriage continued to move forward, but Xiaotian's eyes moved.
What a beautiful bitch!
I saw a big dog with golden hair running in front of me. When the people on the street saw the dog, they showed fear and hurriedly ran away.
But there was still a child who was knocked to the ground by the big dog, crying.
The big dog was extremely arrogant and showed no mercy to the child who dared to 'trip' him. He opened his big mouth and bit him on the leg.
Its teeth were extremely sharp and sharp, easily tearing off a large piece of bloody flesh.
Just when it was about to continue biting, the child's father rushed out, holding a wooden stick, and hit the big dog on the body.
The big dog roared, with a fierce look in its eyes, and rushed towards the man.
This vicious dog seemed to have received professional training, and it actually bit the man's throat with force and speed, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, specializing in the vital points!
The man was obviously an honest banker. He had never seen such a battle before, and he stood there blankly for a while.
At this moment, an arrow flew past like a meteor, shot from the vicious dog's left ear, penetrated the head, and was nailed to the wall. The smelly dog blood dripped down the arrow tail.
The vicious dog whimpered and died suddenly.
Xiao Tian glanced at the bitch with disdain, feeling very contemptuous in his heart.
He has a beautiful skin but an ugly soul. No dog wants this kind of thing!
Lou Ling put away her bow and arrow without even looking at the vicious dog. She could identify its position by listening to the sound, and could pierce the Yangtze with a hundred steps. What others saw as a stunt was nothing more than casual for her.
However, a figure blocked the front of the carriage.
The other party was dressed in brocade clothes, studded with gold and jade, and was covered in jewels. His face was handsome but too pale, and he looked at Lou Ling with a playful look.
It seemed like I saw something interesting.
"The girl is good at archery, but it depends on the owner to beat the dog. You killed my Shenwei General. It was the Tibetan divine dog that I bought for three thousand taels of silver. Although it is not expensive, it has been with me for at least a few years and has some affection. point."
Jia Zhongyuan stroked his jade ring and said with a smile.
The other party saw that he was from out of town. The carriage he was riding in was very ordinary, but the white horse was very handsome, which made him feel a little moved.
My uncle's birthday is coming soon. He likes riding horses the most. If he presents such a magical horse, his uncle will be very happy.
Of course, as the leading wealthy businessman in Dengzhou, Jia Zhongyuan naturally knows that the strong dragon cannot resist the river. Since the other party dares to meddle in other people's affairs, his status may be unusual.
Even the general in the Dengzhou military camp might not be able to achieve the amazing arrow shot by that woman just now.
Therefore, he only spoke to test and did not threaten directly.
Lou Ling continued to drive the carriage without any intention of stopping.
The white horse neighed, and Jia Zhongyuan was so frightened that he quickly moved away and almost sprained his feet. Thanks to the help of the servant, he did not fall down in embarrassment.
"Damn it, you dare to hit my master, stop it!"
The servant stepped forward to scold him.
An arrow hit his forehead, the bowstring was tightened, and the cold touch made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.
Lou Ling's eyes were as bright as daggers, and she said coldly: "Get out."
Murderous aura rushed towards his face, almost like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The servant collapsed to the ground with a pop, his expression extremely frightened.
Jia Zhongyuan looked gloomy, and just when he was about to step forward to speak, he saw the woman aiming the arrow at him.
He sneered, "It's okay for you to scare others, but who do you think I, Jia Zhongyuan, am? I don't believe you dare-"
Whoosh!
An arrow shot through the air, pierced the jade crown that bound his hair, and was nailed to the willow tree behind him. It penetrated three inches into the wood and made him tremble.
Jia Zhongyuan stared blankly at the jade crown broken into two pieces on the ground, with his long messy hair floating in the wind like weeds.
Lou Ling put away her bow and arrows, looked down from a high position, her eyes were stern and indifferent.
"If you dare to stop another car again, you should be crowned like this."
"drive!"
The carriage continued to move forward. Jia Zhongyuan came back to his senses and looked at Lou Ling's back in a daze.
"What a dashing little lady, what a rouged horse!"
His eyes gradually brightened.
He and his uncle both loved riding horses, but they rode different kinds of horses.
Although the Yangzhou thin horse is good, it will get boring if played too much, but this kind of rouge horse is full of game and is more interesting.
"Master, do you need to call someone?"
The servant asked.
Jia Zhongyuan slapped him in the face and cursed: "I call you my mother, but for such a person, you still have to work as a coachman. The person in the carriage must have an extraordinary status!"
He has a lot of money, but he is not stupid. He will never make a move without knowing the identity of the other party.
"Follow them first and see where they are going, and then try to find out where they are coming from."
"Haha, he looks like someone in the military. It would be even more interesting if he was really a female general..."
…
"Woof woof, turn to the right, then move forward, about thirty feet!"
Xiaotian sniffed the smell and continued to give instructions.
While Lou Ling was driving, he quietly held the dagger at his waist, with a murderous look between his brows.
You really don’t know how to live or die, and you still dare to follow me!
If you follow the Imperial Advisor and delay Zhelong's handling of the case, you can directly capture him, charge him with treason, and kill him on the spot!
Just when she was about to take action, a voice sounded from inside the carriage.
"Don't worry about it."
"promise!"
Lou Ling immediately put down his hand and ignored the person following him.
When the Imperial Master said this, there must be a reason for the Imperial Master. As a Hidden Dragon, the most important thing is to obey orders.
"Woof woof, here we are, right in this house!"
Xiaotian said.
Lou Ling and Lu Chunliang looked up, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
There are three big characters clearly written on the door plaque - Governor's Office!
The special scent that Xiaotian smelled on the locusts was hidden in the governor's mansion, which undoubtedly increased Xia Qingfeng's suspicion of colluding with the demon.
At this moment, even Lu Chunliang did not dare to speak for Xia Qingfeng anymore.
But the strange thing is that not only was the door of the dignified Governor's Mansion closed in broad daylight, but rotten eggs, black dog blood and other objects were also smashed outside the door.
"Knock on the door."
Lou Ling got out of the car and knocked on the door, but no one responded.
She continued to knock on the door, but there was still no response.
Jia Zhongyuan, who was peeping from a distance, couldn't help but sneer when he saw this scene.
It turns out that we are looking for Governor Xia, but unfortunately you are destined to be disappointed. The group of people inside are already frightened and will never open the door to you!
This was an opportunity. If he stepped forward to help, he might be able to find out the identity of the person in the carriage.
Jia Zhongyuan straightened his clothes and was about to step forward when he saw the young lady suddenly lifted the stone lion at the door and smashed it against the door.
boom!
The thick door couldn't hold the stone lion weighing hundreds of kilograms, and the door bolt was broken directly, leaving a big hole.
The door opened.
Jia Zhongyuan broke into a cold sweat and quietly retracted the foot he took.
A little scary.
…
The servants of Xia Mansion rushed over with sticks in hand, scared and angry.
"It's not over yet, you unscrupulous people!"
"Even if you throw rotten eggs and dog blood, you still dare to break down the door?"
"Even if Mr. Xia is missing now, he is still the governor of a party. How can I allow you to be so presumptuous?"
Facing these indignant servants, Lou Ling held up a waist badge expressionlessly and spoke in a calm voice.
"If a bad person handles a case and refuses to put down his weapon, he will be shot without mercy."
As soon as the words "bad guy" came out, all the servants' expressions changed drastically and they quickly dropped the sticks in their hands.
Jia Zhongyuan looked at the waist badge, his expression became a little solemn.
The reputation of bad people has spread all over the world. Some time ago, a woman called the Lightning Mother came. It is said that she is one of the Hidden Dragons. Even his uncle could only please and flatter her.
At that time, he asked his uncle to introduce him to him, but unfortunately before he had time, the woman disappeared.
Wait a moment!
Jia Zhongyuan was shocked. If a delinquent man could be willing to be a coachman, what would be the identity of the person in the carriage?
Could it be that she is also a hidden dragon like the Lightning Mother?
At this moment, the car curtain slowly opened, and a figure walked out of it. He had dark hair and a green robe, and a distinguished temperament. On his face was a bronze mask that symbolized the identity of the Qing Emperor.
"It is indeed a Hidden Dragon..."
Surrounded by the two delinquents, the masked man stood with his hands behind his back and slowly walked into the Xia Mansion. Although he said nothing, he was not angry or intimidating, and his invisible aura made people almost breathless.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Jia Zhongyuan felt that the other party glanced at him.
A layer of cold sweat suddenly formed on his back. The feeling was as if he was under a snow-capped mountain that was about to collapse. It was creepy and shuddering!
He couldn't help but feel lucky that he didn't provoke the other party rashly!
"Qing Emperor, one of the Hidden Dragons, has arrived in Qi County. I have to tell my uncle quickly!"
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Yuzhou.
Chang Le looked at Sun Simiao who was treating the common people and giving acupuncture, and couldn't help but feel admiration.
Everywhere they go, Senior Medicine King will provide free medical treatment to the local people, regardless of high or low, rich or poor, all will be treated equally, and no money will be collected after the treatment is completed.
Even when meeting really poor families, Senior Medicine King would spend his own money to buy medicines and supplements for the patients.
Even when dealing with patients from well-off families, he tries his best to use cheap medicinal materials and puts great effort into helping patients save money.
If he encounters a strange illness, the senior Medicine King will personally carry a bamboo basket up the mountain to collect the medicine, and test the medicine himself before giving it to the patient.
Chang Le finally understood why his cultivation level was only in the early stage of inescaping.
Because Senior Yao Wang is so famous and it is a free clinic, patients often knock on the door even late at night.
Senior Medicine King's practice was frequently disturbed, and sometimes even as soon as he entered samadhi, the knock on the door rang again, but he was not angry at all and always smiled, gentle and kind to the patients.
time flies.
The sun sets and the free clinic is temporarily over.
Sun Simiao did not practice that night, but lit a candle and kept writing something with a brush. He thought about it from time to time, and even cut off a few beards without even realizing it.
Changle circulated around the sky. After practicing for a while, I opened my eyes and found that Senior Medicine King was still writing.
She was a little curious, so she stood up and took a look.
"Senior Medicine King, what are you writing?"
Sun Simiao smiled and said, "It's a medical book."
"Medical book?"
Chang Le looked over and said, "A thousand gold coins are enough..."
She smiled and said: "What a good name. Each of the prescriptions written by Senior Medicine King is naturally worth thousands of gold!"
Sun Simiao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
"A mere prescription is not worth a thousand dollars. If someone needs it, don't pay a penny, just take it."
Changle asked in confusion: "Then why is it called Qianjinfang?"
Sun Simiao showed a look of recollection and said: "I have been practicing medicine for more than seventy years, and I have seen countless separations between life and death, but every time I see them, I still feel extremely sad and regretful."
After a pause, he sighed: "Human life is of the utmost importance, and a thousand pieces of gold are precious!"
Changle admired his medical ethics, but couldn't help but advise: "Senior Medicine King, practicing medicine is important, but you shouldn't delay your own practice. If you can enjoy immortality, wouldn't you be able to save more people?"
"Immortality?"
Sun Simiao shook his head and smiled, and said: "To me, immortality is just an illusory thing. The illnesses and cries of the people are actually things that happen around us."
"I will die one day, but..."
He gently touched the words he had written, with infinite longing and hope in his eyes.
"As long as this medical book can be passed down, there will be more Sun Simiaos in the world, and there will be less pain in the world. Compared with this, immortality is nothing."
After a pause, he said earnestly: "Instead of having one more immortal in the sky, it would be better to have more good doctors in the world!"
Chang Le looked at the look and light in his eyes. At this moment, she finally knew why Senior Medicine King had a hundred-foot-high golden light of merit.
But Sun Simiao sighed again.
"Senior, what's wrong?"
Sun Simiao shook his head and said: "Even if I finish writing Qianjin Prescription, this book may not be able to be circulated in the world. In our Tang Dynasty, the status of doctors is really too low, and fewer and fewer people are willing to learn medicine."
The ancients had a saying that a good doctor would be a good person if he didn't have a good appearance. But in fact, the status of doctors is very low.
"The Analects of Confucius" says: "People have no permanence and cannot be witch doctors."
"Historical Records" says: "A son of a good family who joins the army is not a doctor, a witch, a merchant, or a laborer." In other words, a doctor's status is very low and he is not a good citizen.
This resulted in fewer and fewer talented people willing to study medicine, unless they were medical officers who specialized in treating the rich and powerful.
But that would violate Sun Simiao's original intention of hanging the pot to help the world and cure the common people's diseases.
Over the years, Sun Simiao has witnessed too many medical books being damaged and lost. The "Qianjin Prescription" written by him may not escape this fate in the future.
Whenever he thought of this, he would feel worried and restless.
Changle rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "What's the problem? When we get to Dengzhou and see my master, he will definitely be able to help you!"
Sun Simiao shook his head and smiled, but did not take the little girl's words to heart.
He just mentioned it casually because of his feelings.
As for the future, we can only leave it to fate.
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Thank you for the 588 reward in my dream about her dreaming of him, and thank you to the book friend 20181229134439363 for the 500 reward, thank you!
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