[Comprehensive] Short-lived ghost

Those few people were taken aback, they thought why Fang would be so frightened, they smiled and bowed obediently, they had bullied him before because of the number of people, they took him a few pieces of cooking cakes, asked for some money to buy wine, every time Wu Dalang had a good time Take it out quickly to honor them, and you have to laugh when you are beaten.

Hearing the noise outside the house, Ximen Qing frowned secretly, those idiots, let them finish the wedding wine before doing anything, why is it starting now, don't disturb the young master's elegant mood.

Ximen Qing confessed his crimes to everyone, and walked out of the main room. The people in the courtyard came up to congratulate Ximen Qing when they saw Ximen Qing, Ximen Qing didn't even smile at them, he just nodded.

Ximen Qing saw the group of idiots he was looking for at a glance. They sat obediently and did not make trouble. There was a person sitting around them. He was not tall and was completely blocked by others. Ximen Qing guessed that the person must be Wu Dalang Undoubtedly, not knowing what they were doing, Ximen Qing frowned and walked towards the table in the farthest corner.

When I got close, I heard: "Every time it rains on a cloudy day, your bones will be cut like a knife. If you don't treat it, I'm afraid..."

"Mister, please help me, sir, please help me." The man pushed the bench away and knelt on the ground with an eager look on his face.

"Get up, I can't save you, but there is one person who can save you, and that is the genius doctor An Daoquan, now in Jiankang Mansion." The man kowtowed three times and bid farewell to He Fang.

"Official Ximen." The people on the left and right saw Ximen Qing call out, and stood behind He Fang guardedly with three swords, blocking in front of Ximen Qing.

He Fang turned around and looked at the person who came, he saw that the person was dressed in red, his face was like a jade crown, he had a good skin, but the inside was rotten.

"Congratulations, Ximen officer." He Fang stood up and cupped his hands.

"You know how to tell fortunes, why don't you do the math for me. If you're right, you'll be rewarded."

He Fang smiled indifferently when he heard this, and didn't care about him, "It's just a superficial learning, and I haven't been a teacher yet."

"I don't know who to learn from?"

"Self taught."

Ximen Qing was taken aback when he heard this, but seeing the other party's serious face, which didn't look like he was joking, Ximen Qing laughed, "Say it, it doesn't matter if you say something wrong."

He Fang glanced at him, "You are destined to be rich and powerful, and you will be even richer in the future than you are now."

Ximen Qing had heard such flattering words a lot, so he didn't take it seriously.

"But it's not a sign of longevity."

"Oh?" Ximen Qing raised his eyebrows without being annoyed, and motioned for him to continue talking.

When He Fang said this, he lifted his hem and sat back on the chair, poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip.

Ximen Qing saw that he was playing tricks on purpose to whet his appetite, so he secretly sneered, and didn't take his words to heart, but being said to be short-lived, he was always unhappy in his heart, and he began to think about how to deal with Fang, so that he could remember for a long time .

The guard of honor gradually approached, and the sound of the suona could already be heard, and everyone embraced Ximen Qing and walked towards the gate.

"Sir, do you still know fortune-telling by face?" Sandao said happily.

"A fool."

San Dao looked in disbelief.

Ximenqing kicked the sedan chair door, took the bride's hand into the hall and finished worshiping heaven and earth. The bride was sent into the bridal chamber, and the banquet officially began.

All the gangsters at He Fang's table left, because He Fang told them that if they didn't leave, there would be bloodshed today, and He Fang was not talking nonsense, if they didn't leave to trouble him, he would beat them to death.

He Fang and San Dao were the only two of them at the table, enjoying the wine and food alone. Unfortunately, there were no special dishes. He Fang ate some of each, and felt that the wine was not bad, and the degree of lightness was not high.

"Mr. Wu, can you tell me whether I will have a son or not?" A fat-headed guy came over with a wine glass, and a string of Buddhist beads hung around his neck, which was neither fish nor fowl.

He Fang glanced at him up and down and recognized him, "There will be results in the spring of next year."

"The wives and concubines at home have never been pregnant, and it's only three or two months since spring, this..."

"Alley."

He Fang cherishes words like gold.

When the man heard it, he suddenly realized, "Sir, you are a great talent, if you can hug Lin'er, I will definitely come to thank you."

When the man left, Sandao couldn't help asking: "Sir, what happened to the alley? Why is he so happy."

He Fang looked at the white porcelain wine glass in his hand, "A man's family has three wives and four concubines, especially if he is not satisfied, he even cheats, and when he gets tired of playing, forget about it."

Sandao patted his forehead, "Ah, the little lady in the alley, if the husband hadn't happened to run by and rescued her from the river last time, I'm afraid she would have died twice, how did the husband know it was him?"

"He married four, gave birth to seven daughters, burned incense and worshiped Buddha everywhere to pray for a child, and recently spent a lot of money to buy a string of Buddhist beads in a temple. His image and appearance are also suitable, so he said it casually, and never thought it was him."

"Then how does the gentleman know that the little lady must have a son in her womb?"

"I just said that spring will bring results. He thinks that way. What does it have to do with me?"

"San Dao worships." San Dao repeatedly praised with a thumbs up.

He Fang looked at him and said with a smile: "After the three swords, do you want to embrace the blessings of all people?"

Sandao blushed, "Mr. made fun of me again, Sandao's small heart can only fit one person, not many."

San Dao can always say something sobering, and He Fang turned his head to look at San Dao, making San Dao even more ashamed.

"San Dao, what are your plans for the future?"

"Me? Naturally follow Mr.

He Fang shook his head, "Do you want to gain fame in the future or go to the battlefield to make contributions, or be a commoner and live a small life with a wife and children on the bed."

Sandao raised his head and looked towards He Fang, and said seriously: "Sir, I want to read and write, I want to get fame, I want to do things for the common people, I know this is just a dream." Sandao laughed at himself.

"30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor."

"Sir." Sandao looked excitedly.

"Go to the teacher."

"Sir, would you like to teach me?"

He Fang smiled without saying a word.

Sandao reacted and quickly bowed down, knocking his head three times in a row, "Thank you master for accepting me as a disciple, thank you master for accepting me as a disciple."

"Get up."

Sandao got up and poured He Fang a glass of wine, knelt down again, and handed the wine glass with both hands.

He Fang nodded, took the glass and drank it down, "You will still call me Mr.

"Yes, sir."

Besides, Ximen Qing, who was over thirty years old after drinking, swayed and was helped into the bridal chamber, and lifted the bride's red hijab. The joyful pleasure of sexual intercourse, the body is hot, and the servants are waved away, and they don't drink the Hebei wine, and directly overthrow Pan.

"Officer, I haven't drunk the Hebei wine yet."

"I'll drink it tomorrow." After speaking, he tore Pan's clothes.

Mrs. Pan felt a little wronged, but she had to accept it, put on a seductive smile, Ximenqing was hot all over, and stayed in Mrs. Pan's room for several days, spending Wushan together.

One day, after several times of cloud and rain, Ximen Qing collapsed on the bed, his whole body was weak, he was sweating coldly, unable to move, suddenly remembered what He Fang said before, and what He Fang said was not just a word of mouth, he deliberately cursed him .

"Officer, what's the matter with you?"

Pan's hand touched Ximen Qing's chest, the sound was numb, but Ximen Qing had no time to think about anything else, he regained his strength after a while, pushed Pan's hand away, sat up with his hands on the bed, "dress me."

"Where is the officer going?"

"Let you dress me, what are those words."

Ximen Qing turned his head and looked at her with an unfriendly expression, pinching her chin: "I dote on you, you are the second wife of Ximen's family, you'd better be obedient, and don't be proud of me."

"How dare I, my slave?" Tears poured down as she said, helping her limp body to find clothes for Ximen Qing to put on.

Ximen Qing put on his clothes and pushed the door out without looking back.

Ximen Qing asked someone to secretly call the doctor, and after the doctor took Ximen Qing's pulse, Ximen Qing retreated from the crowd, "Mr. Li, what's wrong with me?"

"There is no major problem with the body now, but the sexual intercourse is too frequent, and the energy is difficult to gather. If things go on like this, the loss of both energy and blood will lead to serious problems."

Dr. Li has been treating Ximenqing, so he speaks directly when he has something to say, and doesn't hide it.

Ximen Qing didn't panic when he heard this, but said bluntly with some embarrassment: "I can't live without women, but what are the health-preserving prescriptions?"

"The medicine is three-point poisonous, so I will prescribe a prescription for nourishing blood and nourishing qi. During the period of taking the medicine, Ximen officials have to restrain themselves a little bit."

Ximen Qing nodded.

Ordered Dr. Li to be sent away, Ximen Qing remembered that at the banquet, He Fang pointed out other people's hidden illnesses at a glance, and pointed out the way to save lives. Maybe he was really capable, and thought that he would go to find He Fang tomorrow. Ximen Qing sat alone in the study until dawn, After eating breakfast, I didn't let the servant follow me, so I went out alone.

"Yo~ Isn't this a senior official from Ximen?" Wang Po asked with a smile when she saw Ximen Qing.

"Wang Ganniang, why don't you go ask for a wedding wine that day?"

"Oh, I had a fever that day, and I was not feeling well, so I missed it. Give Jinlian a voice, and let her visit me often. I am an old woman, very lonely."

"As it should be."

After talking nonsense with Wang Po, Ximenqing pretended to have something to do, so Wang Po didn't say anything to invite him into the house. After Wang Po entered the house, Ximen Qing knocked on He Fang's door.

It was Sandao who opened the door, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see Mr. Wu."

Sandao poked his head out to look left and right, and let him in, "Sir is taking a bath, you have to wait."

Ximen Qing wondered why He Fang took a shower early in the morning, but he didn't care, so he didn't say much.

As a modern person, He Fang is used to bathing in the morning and evening regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Here, the conditions are limited, and he can only wash once a day. After running in the morning, he sweats a lot.

After taking a shower, putting on a soft bathrobe, drying your feet and putting on cotton mops, it was at this time that He Fang had the illusion that he was still in the modern age.

When I went downstairs, I saw someone sitting in the room, "Is there a guest?"

"Sir, he said he had something to ask for you. I was afraid that he would stand at the door and other people would see him gossiping, so he had no choice but to let him in."

He Fang nodded, "Mr. Ximen and I are not friends, but we know each other. Since he is here, you should treat him as a guest and pour a cup of tea for him."

"Yes."

What do you mean by others watching and gossiping, what does it mean to treat him as a guest, Ximen Qing listened to these two people talking to each other, with a black line on his forehead.

The author has something to say: the male protagonist is not a kind-hearted person. Humans and animals are harmless on weekdays. If people don’t offend me, I will not offend others. Once he finds that others have harmed his heart, he will take revenge without mercy. withdrawn.