I am a pirate in Ming Dynasty

Lu Xinru became a much better person after she woke up after being drunk that night. This was not something she felt but her subordinates felt.

It was terrible for a while before. Lu Qianhu rarely got angry, but after receiving the letter from home, he seemed to be a different person. The people below would almost get scolded if they did something wrong. Everyone was enveloped in this kind of In fear.

At this moment, they had arrived at Jinyiwei's station in Huai'an Mansion from Yangzhou Mansion, and they quickly packed up and prepared to go north.

Today is another bad day. The atmosphere in the whole place is very depressing. Everyone seems to be holding their breath while doing things, for fear of accidentally getting angry.

He waited until everyone had packed up and left the city gate.

It was rare that Lu Xinru was not sitting in the carriage. He was riding a horse and stopped outside the city gate, not knowing what he was looking at.

Although Jiang Ming didn't want to get into trouble, he still rode up to him and said, "Sir, it's already past the originally agreed time. If we can't go north quickly, I'm afraid the Holy Father will blame us if we delay the day."

Lu Xinru glanced at the other person, and the cold ray directly made the other person's body freeze. Jiang Ming didn't say a word and walked away.

After walking for a while, Lu Xinru was already far away from everyone.

"Still not coming?" A look of disappointment flashed in Lu Xinru's eyes, and he finally turned the horse's head and prepared to head north.

When he looked behind him for the last time, a smile finally appeared on his face, and he turned the horse's head towards the back.

Qin Li looked at the person in front of him and suddenly showed a look of joy, waving his hands vigorously. When he got closer, Qin Li took out the gift box from the bag behind him.

"Brother Lu Xian, you're not blaming me for being late, are you?"

Lu Xinru shook his head and said: "You said you would come to see me off, and I took it seriously. If you didn't come this time, I would never recognize you as my brother again."

"What is this? A gift from you?"

Qin Li smiled and nodded, "Yes, my dear brother, I have put a lot of effort into choosing this gift for you."

Lu Xinru felt happy, and immediately wanted to open it, and stretched out a hand.

"You can open it after I leave!" Qin Li gave up and rushed out as soon as he tightened the reins.

"This is for you!" Lu Xinru used all his strength to throw out the token that he had been keeping close to him.

Qin Li caught it, felt the warmth on the token, put it into his arms without paying attention, looked at each other with a smile, and then rode away.

Lu Xinru opened the brocade box and found a piece of clothing inside, both in design and workmanship. He was extremely happy when he saw it at first sight. When he realized what he was doing, he quickly repackaged the dress in the brocade box.

He looked at the man's retreating back, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He actually knew that, and even used the clothes he gave to my daughter's house to cheer me up. It was really annoying.

……

"Hey, you bald donkey, why do you want to be a disciple with me? You can't find a disciple yourself?" The crazy Taoist priest almost jumped on his feet and shouted. He was traveling well, but he ran into an old enemy.

The great monk chuckled and said: "Amitabha, monks don't lie. Qin Shang and I, the Buddha, are destined. Regardless of whether the other party is willing or not, this fate is determined!"

The crazy Taoist priest was speechless. He sat lazily on the ground, as if he was going crazy: "Pin Tao is a single lineage. It's not easy to have a inheritance. You old bald donkey insists on getting a share of the pie. Is it possible that this disciple of Pindao is?" What kind of delicious food can't be made?"

The great monk said solemnly: "Master Xuan Yi, you and I both know Qin Shang's fate. It doesn't matter whether the Ming Dynasty will be prosperous in Buddhism or Taoism in the future. I have been guarding Puhui Temple for many years, just for peace with heaven." Those who are determined leave a trace of incense and affection.”

"Lao Na did a pretty good job. No matter how Qin Shang goes in the future, his escape from the tunnel can be regarded as a contribution to Lao Na. The cause and effect is sown."

Before he finished speaking, the crazy Taoist priest jumped up and jumped very high. He pointed at the old monk and said, "Old bald donkey, you are so scheming? You actually plotted against my disciple? I am here today without you or without me." you."

"Come on!"

The great monk's eyelids moved slightly, and the moment he stood up, his kind-hearted look suddenly changed, as if he suddenly changed from a sleeping Arhat to an angry-eyed King Kong.

A monk and a Taoist priest came and went in the ruined temple, and they had a fight.

"Pass away, Taoist master, I will let you really pass away and see the Buddha today."

"Xuanyi, you..." The deceased monk was about to say something, but suddenly lost his voice, "Po Laodao, you actually touched my vagina, you@#amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; ￥#@*amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;."

"Hey, Taoist is like this, oh," the crazy old Taoist said, stroking his hindquarters and asking, "You @#￥%##@#￥@￥#."

The deceased monk retracted his two fingers with a proud look on his face, and put on a benevolent expression.

Fortunately, no one was passing by. Otherwise, seeing two highly respected outsiders fighting each other would probably shatter their views, right?

When they both calmed down and sat across from each other, both of them were bruised and swollen.

"Monk passed away, Master Tao thinks we need to have a good chat."

The deceased monk just wanted to speak, but his teeth leaked, so he covered his mouth and said: "I, like you, are both rebellious and apostate people. Since I changed my life and passed away, naturally there will be no one like me in the world, so don't worry. Buddhist orthodoxy will not argue with you."

"Then what do you want?" The crazy old man tried his best to open his purple eyes, but only a slit could be seen, and his eyes were swollen like balls.

"An answer!" The deceased monk's sharp eyes swept over the crazy old man and said, "You and I are both looking for an answer. Our purpose is the same."

……

Among the snow-capped mountains, in a dark room through a small window, Liu Yang took an unknown grass root in his hand, and while comparing it with the book, he tried to figure out the names and effects of the herbs in front of him.

The smell of herbs floating in the room was like a good medicine that could soothe people's soul. Liu Yang felt like a fish in water in this environment. Once he was immersed in it, he would forget to eat and sleep for several hours.

Hua Qianxiao had passed through the house several times. Seeing Liu Yang motionless like a piece of wood, she suddenly felt a little bored. She stared at the old farmer who was making pills and said: "Grandpa Qiyun, do you think this guy is... Dead? Why are you motionless?"

Without raising his head, Qi Yun carefully twirled the herbal powder and said: "Xiao Xiao, you have been slacking off recently. You should focus on the development of new drugs. If you continue like this, you may be surpassed by Liu Yang. "

"Bah," Hua Qianxiao looked at Liu Yang, stuck out her tongue, leaned over secretly, and whispered: "Grandpa Qiyun, I feel like you are irritating that piece of wood when you say this. Rotten wood cannot be carved, and that wooden head is even scarier than rotten wood, and he usually speaks in a dull manner."

"I just hold a book or a piece of grass and think about it. By the way, Grandpa Qiyun, last time I saw him take a bite of the ashes from the bottom of the pot, his mouth was black, and he was still there hehe The silly smile is so charming."

Qi Yun turned his head, looked at Hua Qianxiao and said, "How about I make a bet with you?"

"What are you betting on?" When it came to betting, Hua Qianxiao suddenly became interested, a little less interested than poisoning the guy Qin Shang.

"I bet he will achieve more than you in ten years." Qi Yun pointed at Liu Yang at the window.

"Is it just him?" Hua Qianxiao's face suddenly bulged with anger, "Grandpa Qiyun, there is a limit to how you look down on people. If you say that he will be able to catch up with me in the future, it's not bad, but you actually said that I will not be as good as him, I’m not convinced.”

Qi Yun didn't pay attention, and continued grinding while saying: "We Fang Ji are themselves a lonely inheritance, Xiao Xiao, you may not understand now, because you and Liu Yang are different, you are a genius, you are smart, you have Ideas can even be innovative, but these are not enough to achieve the best skills.”

"The reason why I said you might be surpassed by your junior brother Liu Yang is because he is focused. All the voices from the outside world can't break his desire for knowledge. What you saw was his embarrassment when eating Baicao Shuang. Then why did you Can’t you imagine what he would get from eating Baicao Shuang?”

"Xiaoxiao, don't be fooled by the sight in front of you. If you don't work hard, Liu Yang's achievements may exceed yours in ten years."

These words gave Hua Qianxiao a big wake-up call. She looked down on Liu Yang's learning speed, but that didn't mean her intelligence was fake. Grandpa Qiyun's words woke her up.

"Grandpa Qiyun, I made a bet with you, but I have to tell you, you will definitely lose." Hua Qianxiao said to Qiyun, then she snorted and ran back to her room in a bound.

Qin Shang, be optimistic, give me a few more years, and I will definitely invent a better medicine!

Ah, why do I think of that bad guy first? Bah, bah, I can’t think of that bad guy.

Hua Qianxiao took out the medical books organized in her room and started reading them from the beginning.

Grandpa Qiyun, Junior Brother Liu Mutou, please be careful, I, Hua Qianxiao, will never lose. If you work ten times harder than me, I will work twenty times harder than you. Fang Technique is my world.

……

At the same time, a carriage set off from Yangzhou Mansion and rushed to Beizhili.

Yuan Taotao, who was sitting in the carriage, was holding a book in his hand. Even in the carriage, he was studying every minute.

In Qiu Wei, he was admitted with the lowest score. Now that he is going north to take the examination, he is not too sure. Even though there are some people from the School of Political Science who are working on the questions and writing the papers.

He has read countless test papers, but he is still very nervous. The exam he is about to go north to take is the highest exam that everyone in the world dreams of. If he succeeds, he will have the opportunity to rank in the court and honor his ancestors. This is a battle with the people of the world. There is no room for carelessness in a competitive battle.

Tired of watching, he opened the curtain and looked at the snowy scene outside the window.

The first snow in the eleventh year of Jiajing is so beautiful!