I am a madman

Chapter 14 The Merry Man

"What's the matter, Qianqing?" Zang Feng lifted his lips and said a few words very coldly.

The person who asked the question was a young man with a good face, about 23 or [-] years old, wearing a green shirt. He stood politely two feet away, still clasping his hands.

Zang Feng's words were very blunt, which made him a little embarrassed. He froze for a moment, coughed twice, and then said with a wry smile: "Qiao Yunhen, who is under Xiatian Medical School, coincidentally, the owner of Huangquan Biluo is an old friend. Seeing them now Change of owner, it is necessary to ask the previous question."

Mingyu on the side thought that the young master was curious, so he didn't care, but now he heard that he and Cheng Yuheng and his wife were old acquaintances, so he couldn't help but look at him.

Cheng Yuheng and his wife are big heads in the world, how could their friends be ordinary people?

At this time, I heard that he reported his sect, although he has not been out of the world for a long time, but he is still very familiar with the Heavenly Medicine School, it is the holy place where generations of genius doctors were born.

It turns out that there are friends of Cheng Yuheng and his wife in Tianyimen...

Frowning in distress, Ming Yu was thinking about how to deal with the young doctor in front of him, but Zang Feng said flatly: "Dead."

Xia Mingyu and Qiao Yunhen were stunned, and Qiao Yunhen asked blankly, "What?"

Zang Feng got impatient, stood up and pulled Ming Yu's sleeve and walked out, the last words popped out of his mouth: "Cheng Nie is dead."

Mingyu is so angry!Not only dragging him away, but also saying that kind of words without any warning, one day he will be so angry that he will chop him with a knife!

Just two steps away, the wind picked up in their ears, and Qiao Yunhen blocked their way in the blink of an eye.

The man with a gentle face frowned and pursed his lips. It seemed that he was shocked and angry by the news of his friend's death. He clasped his fists and said politely: "Please stay a little longer, please understand your words before leaving. My poor friend is How did you die?"

The words are muffled, and anger can be detected in them.

Zang Feng was about to blurt out the word "scroll", Ming Yu raised his sleeves to stop him from speaking.

Sure enough, the other party pursed his lips obediently, without letting out a word.

Qiao Yunhen was startled. He saw that this person was going to hang in the blue spring, and his breath was cold. He didn't have the character to listen to orders.

He tilted his head to carefully observe the face under the cloak, but found nothing.

The next moment, something that shocked him came out of the other party's mouth: "Didn't your master ever say, 'Practitioners of medicine should hang their pots to help the world, save the common people, don't participate in disputes, don't enter the rivers and lakes, see diseases and cure diseases, and see people to save people' ?”

Qiao Yunhen choked up suddenly. The master only said this when he was getting started, which is a must for apprentices, but he didn't expect to say it from a person covered by a cloak now.

Not caring about continuing to ask at the moment, he put his hands together, respectfully respected Mingyu as a master, and said respectfully: "Your Excellency?"

Ming Yu grabbed Zang Feng's sleeve and strode away, perfunctory: "Go back and ask your master!"

Qiao Yunhen was a little confused, obviously being fooled by Mingyu, before he could figure out what was going on, he saw the two had already walked away.

Xiaoer stood next to Qiao Yunhen very tangled, and said cautiously: "My lord, those two friends of yours haven't paid the money, what do you think?"

"..." Qiao Yunheng was speechless, and took out the silver and put it into the little second hand.

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On Mingyu's side, the two ran wildly, and did not stop until Yangzhou City was left far behind.

He lifted his cloak and hat, smacked his lips and sighed: "The rivers and lakes are really small, and if you are not careful, your whereabouts will be leaked. This blue sky is too eye-catching, and anyone with some knowledge can recognize it."

He shook his head and continued walking, Zang Feng followed behind silently.

I was thinking about what to do next, but I felt something was wrong.

Frowning and thinking for a long time, he suddenly realized, he turned his head and stared at Zang Feng's waist...

Zang Feng still had a dead face, and asked dryly, "What are you doing?"

Ming Yu was serious, his eyes never left Zang Feng's waist, he hesitated: "Zang Feng..."

"What is it?" Indifferent.

Ming Yu raised his eyebrows to look at him, hesitated for a while before deciding to say: "Zang Feng, where did the pendant on the Huangquan sword go..."

He was extremely unwilling to hear Zang Feng say that he had become a fool again, but if the other party told him that he had been stolen, he would be even more entangled. He had always hated things like stealing sheep, and he might turn around and squat in Yangzhou City for seventeen or eight days, swearing to the death to get the pendant back!

Although the pendant on the Huangquan Sword is inconspicuous, it is a pair with the Biluo Pendant. Many people in Jianghu know that it represents Cheng Nie and his wife.

If someone with a heart uses the pendant, the consequences may not be very good.

Mind twitching, Ming Yu really wanted to turn around and leave at this moment, never mind the troubles of the humanoid in front of him...

It can be seen from his expressionless face, his clear and transparent ice-blue eyes, and his soft heart...

Xia Mingyu, you are really worthless!

With a sigh, he was ready to torture Zang Feng.

I thought that Zang Feng couldn't hold on for a while and he would recruit them all, but he turned his head and remained silent when he became stubborn.

When pressed, he just frowned and said: "I don't know." Two words sent Mingyu away.

Xia Mingyu's face was livid with anger, and he circled Zangfeng in circles: "Why am I so unlucky to walk with you, do you really think I, Xia Mingyu, am an idiot? My martial arts are as strong as yours, and if there is something missing on my body, I won't know? You won't be honest with me today Tell me to stop following me!"

Zang Feng's face also changed, he pursed his lips for a while and looked directly at Ming Yu, with strands of cold air leaking out.

With a sudden tremor in his heart, Mingyu felt guilty and frightened, which is rare. He clenched his hands into fists, nervously waiting for Zang Feng's reaction.

Thinking of Ming Yu ruthlessly driving him away in the Yanyu Building just now, and now threatening him because of the Laoshizi pendant, Zang Feng's anger burned blazingly under his calm appearance.

From the beginning to the end, he always had that cold and ruthless dead face, and no one knew what was going on in his heart.

He knew that he couldn't let Xia Mingyu leave alone, at least he couldn't leave when he had cleared up the doubts in his heart, but the reality forced him to leave.

He needs to be quiet, at this moment, he cannot face Mingyu calmly.

Some worried, if he lost control, whether he would hurt him under the control of anger.

So with a cold face, he turned and left.

The jet-black long hair flicked up as he turned around, caressing Mingyu's chin, the haughty figure turned his back to him, the white skirt fluttered slowly, a few phantoms passed by, and the person disappeared.

After everyone left completely, Ming Yu still stood there dumbfounded, completely unable to understand the current situation.

After a long time, he who was silent suddenly kicked the giant tree beside him!

Click————Boom—Boom—————!

First, the giant tree that was directly kicked by him broke and fell down, and then three big trees in a row were blasted by the vigor, blasted from the inside of the trunk, and shattered in sevens and eights...

Junxiu's fair face was stiff and taut, gloomy, the corners of his slightly raised eyes were red, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his temples were bulging. He looked like he was about to kill someone!

His fists were creaking and he didn't stay any longer. He turned around and rushed towards the capital.

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After arriving at the Eighth Prince's Mansion, the old man who opened the door saw that it was him, and immediately said respectfully, "Master Xia is here."

Mingyu smiled gently at him: "Please tell the old man to inform the Eighth Prince, Mingyu has something important to see."

The old man smiled and said: "Just wait." He turned around and left, and came back not long after, holding a letter in his hand, but the Eighth Prince did not appear behind him.

Mingyu knew that things had changed, and he saw the old man say: "The prince was invited to visit Qin's house. Miss Song was so bored in the mansion, so she followed her. Before leaving, the prince asked the little one to send this letter Leave it to you."

"Thank you, old man." He accepted the letter with a smile, and opened it to read.

The content of the letter is simple:

Brother Mingyu:

Brother Wei was invited to attend the gathering of talents on August [-]th, and he took his sister Wan Yue with him. If you see this letter, you can come and join Brother Wei.

Brother stay.

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Mingyu looked helplessly, the old eight would always do a lot of bizarre things, some gatherings that should be peaceful and happy for everyone, there would always be accidents when he was around.

He felt that the so-called gathering of talents on August [-]th might not be able to escape the clutches of the old eight...

His intuition had the urge to run away, and his rationality told him that he must not approach the Qin family where the old eighth appeared.

But Shuangyun and Wanyue were both there, and he promised the Qin family to visit Shuangyun, alas...

Feeling overwhelmed, he said to the old man: "Is there any good horses in the house? I need to catch up with a lot of roads."

The old man smiled and nodded: "Wait a moment, the prince has already prepared it for you."

After a while, the groom came over leading a magnificent red horse, with red hair, big copper bell eyes, and a white forehead in the shape of a rising cloud.

I was so excited, I didn't expect to see it again after 20 years...

The old man smiled and explained: "This horse has been raised in the prince's mansion for 20 years, and it eats better than the princess. I thought this mansion would be the place for it to retire, but year after year, not only did it not age, But it gets stronger and stronger, and from time to time it breaks the rein and makes people fall on their backs."

Ming Yu laughed: "Wan Huhou has a very strong temper, and it is a magic horse under the Kunlun Mountains. Its life expectancy is much longer than that of humans, and it is only natural that it becomes stronger and stronger." He caressed his mane, and his heart was full of nostalgia.

At the beginning, he was wandering alone, with a very poor sense of direction, and got lost several times. The most outrageous thing was that he went to Kunlun Mountain. He was stunned for a long time looking at the majestic mountains and the wild horses galloping on the plain.

He had no intention of taming this horse, but he wanted to compete with it for fun, so he became friends after going back and forth like this.

When nothing happened, one person and one horse rolled on the green and tender grass, laughing wildly, and the horses roared high.

If there hadn't been a sudden tragedy, he wouldn't have been willing to take Wan Huhou away from Kunlun...

That's right, it's called Wanhuhou.

That haughty temperament, the majesty of a top horse, and the chicness of standing on a high cliff and neighing hooves are all like ten thousand households who are kings in their territories. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away, free and full of kingly arrogance.

Wan Huhou is no better match for him...

Gathering his thoughts, he patted Wan Huhou on the back, scratched his chin, lightly got on his horse, and nodded to the old man: "Old man, Mingyu is leaving now."

"Young Master Xia, take care all the way."

There is no need to shake the rein, Wan Huhou and him have a good understanding, and they go away!

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The six generations have risen and fallen, and the three cups are songs for you.

There is less land in Yuanfang Qin, but more mountains than Luoyang.

Wu Huacao in the ancient palace, Jin Qiluo in the deep palace.

And with the death of personnel, the death of the East and the waves of Cangbo

The Qinhuai River in Jinling is a complete interpretation of luxury and luxury.

No matter how scheming the capital is, or how bloody the frontier is, this place is always the same.

The drizzle was drizzling, the stone bridge was silent, and there were so many painted boats, it was dazzling.

Wan Huhou stood on the painting boat in the middle of the river, ignoring anyone.

The flute in the boat was lingering, with a hint of shyness, like the woman whispering, expressing deep affection.

Mingyu's dark red robe was slightly damp, the neckline was loose, the thin shirt was lightly opened, and the clavicle was exposed|exposed.

He was reclining on the luxurious chaise longue, with one leg on the ground and the other bent on the couch, leaning on the soft pillow with his elbow, lightly holding the wine glass with two fingers, his face was slightly red, his eyes were narrowed, and he smiled lazily .

His wild red hair hangs down on the delicate carpet of the totem, winding and scattered, and a woman with a slightly drooping head on the opposite side holds a jade flute and plays it lingeringly.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, the eyebrows hooked into the temples are tender and wanton, and her pair of bright autumn eyes are shining with deep affection, she is ashamed to look at the lover opposite, and only concentrates on playing the song of love.

The night wind blows the drizzle, and the small window of the painting falls. Yi Ren's light and thin shirt, his eyes seem to be happy or sad, love or hate, bitter or sad, and Mingyu is fascinated by it.

He threw the wine and sat up suddenly, turned his hands over, and sucked the jade piano on the table from the air, whizzing through the air, he pressed the string with his left hand, opened his right hand, closed his eyes slightly, and followed the lingering tune of the woman, melodiously bounce off...

One lingering, one melodious, one shy, one bold, one appeal, one response...

On the intoxicating Qinhuai River, tonight is especially passionate...

The flute player is the number one oiran in Jinling, Qingsi.

Her person is like that charming blue silk, lingering, affectionate, and deeply rooted in my heart.

She has a gentle figure, ethereal like a fairy, and with her eyes that look like worry and resentment, how many princes, nobles, heroes and talents will bow down under her pomegranate skirt.

Mingyu remembers that he happened to pass by here ten years ago, and his heart ached for the old Qinhuai scenery, so he lingered here for dozens of days.

During this period, Qingsi, who was only six years old, was rescued.

Today's [-]-year-old girl is supposed to be at the age of budding, but she reveals the vicissitudes of life that ordinary children don't have. The contradiction between immaturity and maturity is cleverly blended, like that autumn self-exposed, slightly sour in the mouth, mellow in the throat, drunk Dyed chest.

After the song was played, the girl stood up, put the jade flute on the table, picked up the wine bottle, raised her skirt slightly, and walked slowly towards Mingyu.

Mingyu put Yuqin aside, smiled and held her outstretched hand, and helped her sit down beside her.

Lightly pinch the wine glass with two fingers, and then the girl poured the fine wine.

The mellow liquid poured out, hooked his glutton, licked his lips and raised his head to drink, squinting his eyes slightly to enjoy the beauty of the mellow wine entering his throat.

The girl's cheeks were flushed, she tilted her head shyly, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, do you want to stay here tonight?"

Mingyu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then stroked the girl's long hair with a smile, and said pitifully, "You are Qingguan, how can I ruin your reputation? I will leave soon."

The girl was slightly disappointed, but the love in her heart was deeper. Mingyu didn't know it. Seeing her unhappy, he quickly comforted her: "I'll come to see you early tomorrow. Let's go for a walk by the river, okay?"

Qingsi was very happy, she raised her beautiful red cheeks and nodded with a smile.

She leaned her head on Mingyu's shoulder very softly, and said softly: "Young master can come to see Qingsi, Qingsi is very happy."

Mingyu took another sip of wine, and when she heard her say that, he laughed: "Silly girl, you are so popular with talented scholars and heroes now, how dare I always bother you?"

Qingsi frowned slightly, and her tone seemed to be coquettish: "I just want you to see me."

"Hehe, didn't I come to see you? Don't frown, such a beautiful face is ugly." He rubbed her frowning brows, his obsidian eyes were tender like water.

After a while, he remembered something, and while reaching into his arms, he said to Qingsi: "By the way, I have