[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

Kangxi: "...?" He suspected that he had heard wrong, "What?"

Qingyang said in a louder voice: "Beautiful skin! Take care of your skin!"

"Hee..." The people on the side all looked sideways at Kangxi and Zhang Penghe who were sitting in front of the free clinic, showing expressions mixed with shock, snickering, and gossip: the two old men seem to be not young anymore, together Come to take care of your skin, tsk tsk tsk, taste it, taste it carefully.

Kangxi lost his voice for a moment: "..."

To be honest, when he came to Qingyang this time, he came here with the intention of visiting the thatched cottage, but Qing Zhuge opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut just to get money from him.In just one sentence, how many points that need to be paid for are contained in it?As expected of Master Qingyang, he not only dared to talk about government affairs in person, but also dared to plunder the emperor again and again.

After being silent for a while, many female customers who had been wandering around the nearby stalls tended to move closer to Qingyang's free clinic. Several young girls gathered together and looked at Qingyang, covering their mouths and whispering , with light in his eyes.

"... She's so handsome, let's go get a pulse, anyway, it's a free clinic, so I can talk to you while I'm at it."

"He said it can beautify the skin, is it true? He dared to make a promise to the two elders, but if it really has some effect, I want to try it too."

"But he is too young, can he do it?"

Kangxi could still sit still, but Zhang Penghe was not well.As the female guests approached, all kinds of rouge fragrance became more and more intense. Zhang Penghe stood up suddenly as if sitting on pins and needles, and was about to say something when he heard a joyous shout not far away: "Zhongban! Zhongban is here!"

Everyone's attention was attracted, and Qingyang couldn't help stretching his neck curiously, trying to see clearly.

If you want to say what is the most important thing about the flower show, of course it is the parade team.There are many kinds of dragon and lion dances, stilt-walking Yangko, and even martial arts performances.And the one walking at the front of the queue was Nakahata.

Qingyang can be seen even if it is blocked by the crowd in the back row. A bamboo pole with a height of nine meters has a flag hanging on the top, with auspicious patterns embroidered on the flag. Four words.Not only that, but three layers of wreath covers made of brocade, tassels, and bells are added to the top of the pole, which makes a pleasant sound as the performers dance.

"Hey, why does it look a little wrong to me..."

"You think so too? I thought it was a new way of performing. Why is the dancer walking crookedly?"

"Look at his face and expression, it doesn't seem quite right!"

Kangxi's expression moved slightly, and a lot of ordinary but tall men appeared from the crowd around him, and quickly lined up to protect Kangxi and Zhang Penghe.

"I'll go take a look." Qingyang hurriedly said something to Kangxi and Zhang Penghe, got up and squeezed into the crowd, "Excuse me, I'm sorry, excuse me!"

Kangxi also stood up and said to the guards, "Open the way."

There was no need for the guards to take action at all, Luo Hu followed Qingyang like a shadow, and impatiently crowded with people, using some small tricks to confuse Qingyang, he opened up a spacious road for Qingyang.

With the sight unobstructed by the crowd, Qingyang looked in the direction of Zhongban, and sure enough, as people said, the middle-aged man dancing the banner had a pale complexion, was full of sweat, and his feet were flimsy, walking crookedly.It's hard for him to be so dedicated, so he can still try his best to keep the middle flag flying and moving on his hands, shoulders, head, chin, and back, and he never falls down, which shows his superb skills.

Kangxi walked over, and when he saw it, his face suddenly became solemn: "Could it be that he is possessed by a ghost! Look at his eyes, he doesn't look like an ordinary person!"

Qingyang who was begging for sweets from the stall next door: "..."

Qingyang was speechless: "Master Kang, can you stop being so superstitious in your thinking? He just has low blood... lack of energy and blood, just eat a piece of candy."

"Hey, hey! I'm going to fall, I'm going to fall!" Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd, and I saw that the mature man's feet were weak, and he almost fell on the spot. The nine-meter-long central flag fell down like this, and the stall owners and tourists in the direction of the fall were scared and ran away screaming and covering their heads.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Qingyang caught the hanged ghost hanging on the corner of the archway on the spot, and threw it into the bamboo pole. The Zhongban, which was about to fall down, immediately stood up miraculously.

Hanged ghost: "?????"

you fucking? ? ?

Accompanied by people's exclamation, the middle-aged man fell face down on the ground, and the middle flag stood behind his head, but he still didn't fall down.

Hanged Ghost: "..."

It's very sad.

Qingyang rushed up quickly. In this situation, hovering for one second can still be said to be a person with superb skills, but if it is more than three seconds, it will be a hell of a day: "Hurry up, help me hold the flag together, don't hit it!" Man. Is there a replacement? Is there any water? Pour some sugar."

Qingyang turned the man over and lay face up on the ground, and the performance troupe immediately began to operate, and a replacement came to take over the pole, and Qingyang then asked the hanged ghost to leave the central banner.

At this time, he couldn't care less about thanking the hanged ghost, and Qingyang was not sure how much self-consciousness the man had left, so he immediately crushed the candy in his hand, stuffed it into the man's mouth, lifted the man up and poured some water, even though it was spilled It came out a lot, but at least I drank a little, and then someone rushed to bring sugar and boiled water. While feeding the water, Qingyang turned his head, wanting to ask Luo Hui to get the needle, but when he turned his head, he only stared at Kangxi and Zhang Penghe.

Qingyang: "...?"

What about people?

Qingyang circled around for a while, and accidentally raised his head, only to see the black shadow on the archway.

Luo Hu was carrying the hanged ghost, and in the eyes of the other party who couldn't believe it, he hung the ghost back to its original place quite coldly...

Qingyang: "..."

Fortunately, at this moment, the middle-aged man coughed a few times and regained consciousness: "Show...perform..."

The person in charge of the team rushed over: "Stop talking, are you too nervous today and didn't eat well! Old Zhao, why can't you get rid of your old problems? Before I told you, I was relying on my youth. When you get old, something will happen sooner or later... You see! Am I right? Then again, how did you do it? You are so sick, and you can still insist on not leaving your body and sticking to the ground."

The people next to them are also discussing:

"It's unbelievable, isn't it? You said that the pole was tilted just now, how did it stand up again?"

"Either he is a master of Wuzhong Banner, you can only look at it. This must be the result of his hard training day after day! Even if he loses consciousness, he still has instincts."

"Isn't this the most unbelievable thing? The most powerful thing is that just now I saw that his eyes were closed, and when he fell on the ground, he still didn't fall."

Old Zhao showed a bewildered expression, he just got up and thanked Qingyang, "Thank you for saving my life! I thought I was going to pass like this just now."

Qingyang deeply concealed his achievements and fame, and waved his hands: "Where is it so exaggerated, it's easy to do, originally I came to the flower fair for free consultation."

Qingyang acted bravely, and divided half of the people's attention. This time, when he sat back to the original place, the female guests who still wanted to wait and see rushed up:

"Master Dao, you just said beautiful skin, see if I can be beautiful at my age."

"Yes, yes, what kind of skin do the two elders want, the Taoist priest will help me see!"

The female guests were all thinking, anyway, it's a free clinic, and it doesn't cost money, and there are handsome guys who don't care about it.

Just as Kangxi wanted to return to his seat, he was squeezed away, and even the guards couldn't block the enthusiasm of the majority of women for a while.

"Wait a minute." Qingyang took out a pen and paper from under the table, and wrote a prescription, "Master Kang, Master Kang?"

Only then was Kangxi able to slip in among the unwilling female guests, and Qingyang handed the prescription to Kangxi: "I will prescribe you the medicine for external use first, and it is more convenient for you to take the medicine yourself according to your conditions. Which medicinal materials and how to make them are all on the top. Master Kang can try it first, and if he finds it effective, I will prescribe it for you to take internally."

Kangxi: "..."

At any rate, he was also a person who had been scraped by Qingyang a few times. Kangxi had made some progress, so he couldn't help but look at Qingyang thoughtfully, seriously suspecting that it wasn't that Qingyang asked him to try, but that he wanted to wait until next time. During the free clinic, it is justifiable to collect money from him!

But it doesn't matter, I will never spend money on internal medicine.Kangxi looked down at the prescription, he didn't really believe it in his heart, it was only a minor illness just now, and most of these female customers came for Qingyang's face.But he still put away the prescription, and wanted to say something to persuade Qingyang, but the female guests had already started to squeeze him out: "Leave after reading, there are so many people waiting."

Kangxi squeezed out in a bit of a mess, looked around for Zhang Penghe, and wanted to get angry, why didn't he know how to stand up for him just now, but he saw Zhang Penghe who was full of lingering fear on the street, looking at the tide of women in horror: "... oh, Forget it. Anyway, I took two orders and got another prescription."

Regardless of whether Fang Ziguan works or not, orders are definitely worth it.

...Speaking of which, Master Qingyang was surrounded by female guests, so he couldn't remember the money he ordered?

Just about to take the opportunity to turn around and leave, Qingyang's voice came through the crowd: "Master Kang, remember to pay the money! Just hand it over to the stall of Qingfu Restaurant! My free consultation is free, and fortune-telling is an additional price!"

Kangxi: "..."

How could I have imagined that the master would forget about the silver?

Kangxi didn't even want to visit the thatched cottage for the third time. He felt that he didn't come to invite Zhuge Liang, but sent it to someone to scrape off oil.

However, Qingyang has already started to look at the next patient: "Beautiful skin? Mrs. Wang, your problem is not the skin, is it..." Qingyang lowered his voice, covered his mouth, and said to the female customer sitting at the table Mouth, "The monthly letter hasn't come for a long time, let's say three months less."

Mrs. Wang was dressed very luxuriously, she was probably from a merchant family, she was about thirty years old, and she was focused on looking at the handsome young man, but when she heard Qing Yang's words, her face suddenly changed: "You, how do you know?"

There are female customers around, and Mrs. Wang is not embarrassed: "It's true that I haven't come for three months. In fact, it started last year. I went to several doctors and couldn't fix it. Finally, I found a monk who wanted to pay homage to Guanyin. The monk said that I am a blessing from God, and that I am the body of Avalokitesvara."

Qingyang was speechless: "How do you say that!"

He returned the body of Avalokitesvara, and he also slashed the red dragon!

Menstruation is also said in Taoism. Female Taoist priests can stop the essence and blood through practice, just like men retain Yuanyang.But that cultivation method has long been out of the question, and Qingyang has only heard rumors about it from the mouths of goddesses of Magu's generation.

Mrs. Wang said anxiously: "Isn't it? Don't criticize others because of the contradiction between Buddhism and Taoism. What the monk said is quite reasonable. Other women come once a month, and I may only come three or four times a year. This saves trouble." .”

Qingyang: "This Guanyin body does exist—but you obviously don't! Your skin has deteriorated, did it start from the disorder of the moon letter? Do you often have the feeling of swelling and pain in the lower abdomen? Your pulse is still a bit cold. Have you touched your stomach recently? Is there a cold patch of skin under the navel? It seems that your stomach is not in good condition, and you are often anxious. It often takes several hours to fall asleep at night. ?”

The female guests couldn't help but look at Mrs. Wang's expression, she looked stunned that everything was right, and they couldn't help being uproarious.

Oh, these can be diagnosed, is this little Taoist really capable?

Qingyang lowered his head and recorded: "I'll make you a prescription, and other medicines. First of all, I will definitely solve your anxiety and insomnia problem, and then adjust your monthly letter. If you insist on drinking for 20 days, you will basically be able to come back. "

"20 days??" Mrs. Wang unconsciously amplified her voice, "Several doctors before took their medicines for months or even half a year, but they didn't get better! Are you sure it only takes 20 days? Well, that's fine, you give I will drive, 20 days, I can afford to wait."

"..." Qingyang blushed.It's too embarrassing to be praised for this, 20 days!In fact, he is still not good at learning skills. His master is the one who can cure the disease with medicine. A dose of decoction is effective, but it also needs to be combined with acupuncture. "If you keep taking this medicine for three months, your skin will naturally be rosy and shiny, just like ten. It’s the same as the eight girls, and the hairs on your body will also fade a lot. As for insomnia and anxiety, don’t worry, you will be able to sleep well tonight after taking this medicine.”

"Oh, your medicine," Mrs. Wang was so excited that she didn't know what to say, she got up and wanted to pay for the money, "I'd better give the money to show my gratitude."

Qingyang quickly refused, but Mrs. Wang just didn't want to. After a few rounds of back and forth, the female customers waiting behind had objections, so Qingyang had no choice but to say: "Then take this money and go to the nearby Qingfu Restaurant to buy some porridge and dishes Let’s put it next to my booth. I set up a free clinic for the poor, and they may not dare to come because there are so many people. There is free porridge, so maybe some people will try it.”

Mrs. Wang naturally agreed to all of them. She made an appointment to pick up the ointment, left a proof, and left happily.

The female guests jockeyed for seats again.

Qingyang seized the time to hit Luohu who was sitting next to him, and said in a voice without moving his lips: "How can you play with someone's hanged ghost like that, at least give some incense as reward."

"???" Luo Hu was shocked and disobedient at first, and then his eyes fell on Shen Wansan.

Mr. Shen was happily sitting at the booth of Chunsheng Restaurant, trying to cover himself by inhaling incense, and in the blink of an eye, a black shadow appeared in front of him.

Luo Hu: "You, send some incense to the hanged ghost upstairs."

Mr. Shen: "????"

No, why, it's Xiao Dong's who hangs the pot to help the world, not Shen Wansan.

Seeing that he still dared to disobey, Luo Hu slapped the table and said angrily, "Are you still deducting from the incense of this deity?!"

Mr. Shen couldn't help crying, but what's wrong with him?

This is the old saying that everyone often says, the fragrance is not exposed.

…………

The effect of the free clinic is quite rich. After seeing the female customers, many male customers also gathered around. There are also some people who really want to help in Qingyang. I heard that there will be a porridge shed in Huahui, so I rushed over to see the free clinic stall. In full swing, they also lined up with anticipation.

Qingyang counted, there are about a dozen beggars or refugees like this, it seems very few, but when this wave is cured, they will definitely pass the news back, and naturally other people will take the initiative to seek him help out.And being able to attract a big family like Mrs. Wang is also a surprise. Qingyang was prepared to lose money, but he didn't expect someone to pay for him, and with this momentum, there will be more in the future. Liabilities turned into profits unexpectedly.

After returning to the Taoist temple, Qingyang also made incense for the sad old man Shen: "Old lady, today I have a free clinic and you are in the shop next to you. Did you see that I prescribed medicine for the holy one?"

"He doesn't know how to use it." Xiao Zhuang knew Kangxi very well, "I don't believe it when I look at his expression, it's just polite to hold it. It's a pity that he left early, otherwise I wouldn't have seen you taking other people's pulse. Take this matter lightly. It’s okay, I’ll give him a dream tonight and let him try your external medicine.”

Qingyang smiled and said: "Then I would like to thank the old lady—Mo Zu, Expert Luo, what are you doing?"

Annoyed, Luo Hu stood by the big box and picked and picked, throwing things out one by one except for the money earned from the stall:

Handkerchiefs, flowers, accessories...all were stuffed by the female customers when they took their pulse in Qingyang. What's more, there were some oily-haired and pink-faced male customers who also stuffed things like jade pendants. The sky is high and the earth is thick!

Luo Hu said angrily: "These people have no talent, they may not be able to live past fifty, and they dare to covet you—Qingyang! You are a cultivator, and you must not waste your cultivation just because of your feelings!"

Lord Wuling watched Luo Hui silently in the side hall, while Zhao Gongming stood behind Luo Hui with his hips akimbo, wantonly showing a mocking expression of "I just watch you dig a hole for yourself".

Qingyang said indifferently: "Oh, those, because I was afraid of delaying the diagnosis and treatment of other patients, I didn't refuse them. I sent them to the Temple of the City God and asked Senior Brother Zhang to return them on my behalf."

Luo Hu clings to Qingyang in satisfaction, not forgetting to stomp on something on the ground with resentment: "That's right, as a reward for being obedient, do you want to register tonight?"

Qingyang felt that Luo Hu was almost sticking to his back, raised his hand to rub his sore shoulder, hesitantly said, "But I'm very tired today, I don't want to make dessert..."

"Did you mention the rewards? You don't need to make desserts." Luo Hu's stickiness became tighter immediately, and his hands even enthusiastically put on Qingyang's shoulders, moved Qingyang's hands away, and began to hammer and press them skillfully.

Zhao Gongming and the others still have some discernment, and the name Xiao Jingui is just right.Look at the shoulders, collarbone, and thin back of the little Taoist priest.

Luo Hu presses very quickly, Qingyang only feels being beaten and pressed from shoulder to back like drums, and every time he hits the acupuncture point precisely, this technique is something that ordinary experts cannot do, and he enjoys it so much.

Luo Hu, who gave the massage, was also enjoying himself, and the more he pressed, the more he pushed Qingyang into the dormitory: "I'll help you massage your legs and waist, and you've been sitting in the clinic all day today."

Xiao Jingui's waist is also super thin!The legs are long and straight, and don't feel too good in the hand.

The ghosts and gods: "..."

Do you want to remind Qingyang, but it seems that these two people can't wait...

At the beginning of spring in March, Kangxi received an extremely serious and unexpected bad news.

The Yellow River broke its embankment again, and because of the continuous rain, the water level rose rapidly, and it was likely to cause the largest flood disaster in history. It is to transform the dragon that this flood is caused.

Sitting in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Kangxi stared at the memorial for a long time: "..."

If it were half a year ago, he would definitely say, how could there be such a snake in this world to confuse people with demonic words.But now that he has seen another world, who can tell clearly whether this snake is real?But the master also said before, don't be blindly superstitious.

"..." Kangxi began to swing back and forth between being superstitious and not superstitious...

"Huang Ama." Braving the drizzle, Yinzhen rushed into the palace in the middle of the night, his clothes were a little wet, "I would like to share the worries of Huang Ama."

Kangxi nodded with satisfaction: "This group of people participated in Zhang Penghe's greed and leakage of relief money, which led to the slack in the dam project and caused the flood problem. I know Zhang Aiqing, she is definitely not such a person, but I don't know what is wrong behind it."

"The officials around Zhang Penghe, Wang Qian, Zhang Bi, etc., pay attention, and you can clean them up directly if necessary." Kangxi hesitated, "If you encounter any trouble that cannot be solved, report it to me, and I will give you another one." Address, you can send someone to invite this expert at the same time."

"..." Yinzhen looked at Kangxi blankly, this was the first time he heard such superstitious words from Huang Ama...

Moreover, why does Huang Ama always raise her hand to touch her face?Any discomfort on your face?

Kangxi rubbed his face for a while, then said hesitantly: "Fourth brother, you... come forward and see if I have changed recently?"

From February to March, Kangxi has been applying the medicine for almost half a month. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect. His face seems to have really become tender when touched?

One morning before, when he washed his face, he rubbed off a lot of skin flakes, as if a snake had shed its skin. The color of the spots on his face faded a lot, from sparrow black to a light brownish red, and it seemed that some potholes had disappeared. Something shrunk, smoothed out...

Just like a girl who just finished freezing point hair removal, Kangxi couldn't help but feel the smoother touch than before, and even gradually developed a kind of anticipation. From time to time, she instinctively wanted to confirm whether her skin was in good condition this second. Smoother than last second.

When he was entrusted by the ancestor in the first place, Kangxi wondered if this was a strategy for the master to make money, but after using it for a period of time, he has already started to use it all over his body, and he can't help but feel jealous when he takes a bath Looking closely at the mirror, the mirror in his bathroom has been replaced with a clearer diorama.

Kangxi urged: "Didn't you find it? Take a closer look and take a closer look. Is my skin better than before?"

Yinzhen:"……"

...It's really much better, but...this question...

Is Huang Ama bewitched?

At the same time, Qingfu Temple.

Luo Hu sat on the eaves of the side hall, raised his head slightly, and the drizzle fell, but was separated by an invisible barrier three feet away from him.

He looked up at the night sky, there was not a single star in the rainy night, and even the moonlight was blocked, but there seemed to be thousands of stars in his eyes, slowly flowing with indescribable and mysterious laws.

Under the eaves, Qingyang had a rare nightmare, dreaming that the Yellow River broke its embankment for thousands of miles, and the raging river was like a mud dragon, cruelly destroying all the villages in its path and devouring countless lives.Upon closer inspection, there was something swimming in the turbid river water, rushing into the shallows with the current, revealing a back with scales and mane.

"Fuck!" Qingyang sat up abruptly, sweating all over.

The dream just now was so real, Qingyang seemed to be able to feel the discomfort of the heavy rain on his body, and he didn't bother to wipe off his sweat, he counted with his fingers: "... Another moth, it's too much! I'm After counting that Zhang Penghe is an upright and honest man, if there is a stick in the middle, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?"

Qingyang rolled over and got out of bed, just about to go to the side hall, frowned, pushed the window and leaned out, looked at his roof: "I just said, why did I suddenly have this dream."

Luo Hu was sitting on his roof, and the dream just now was probably entrusted by Ra Hu, which foreshadowed the future.

Luo Hu patted the roof with extreme dissatisfaction: "Except for the remuneration you earned, none of the money from the Kang family fell into the hands of this deity, and all was donated to the silver treasury for the management of the Yellow River! How dare someone steal the money donated by this deity?" Yinzi, this man is dead!"

Zhang Yuanbo, who was in charge of the night watch in the side hall next door, gradually showed a dazed expression.

He understands the truth, but why did he entrust Xiao Jingui with a dream?

In the past, the Demon Ancestor would kill whoever provoked him, but now the Demon Ancestor, after suffering a loss, first squatted on the roof to look for Xiao Jingui to entrust his dream?