beg for chivalry

Chengyi is a water town, the streets are all thick doors and thin tiles, and the slightly fishy river breeze passes through the ten-foot rail.The green river is like a bright mirror, and the white waves are shining brightly in the sun, just like Lu Ting's clear clouds and dark water.

Wang Xiaoyuan was sitting in the front room of the small caravan, the car and horses were stolen from the storehouse.Half a day ago, he knocked the guard stable boy unconscious with the handle of his knife, and poured most of his silver taels back where he was before he dared to go on the road.In the past, he pestered Sanniang to ask about it, and he learned that from Tianfu to Wanyi Valley, he had to go through Jianshan, Jiulong and Chengyi.When we arrived in Chengyi, we had to look for a place where Tibetans and Qiang people lived together. It is said that it is not far from the Valley of Wanyi.

He wrapped the Golden Crow with cloth straps and fixed it on the seat in the front room.There was no need to even take a look, Wang Xiaoyuan knew that his shoulders and back were soaked in a large amount of blood, Jinwu was curled up in the cloak, only a corner of his porcelain white and lifeless face was exposed.So he held the rein with one hand, put his arm around Jinwu's bony shoulders, and drove the horse galloping.

The moist wind blew across his cheeks, whimpering, like a cold cry.Wang Xiaoyuan didn't know if it was the sound of the wind or the voice of his heart, he only knew that his heart seemed to be torn apart, broken into petals. The humble servant, Wang Xiaoyuan.

Vaguely, Wang Xiaoyuan thought of the past, even though it seemed to be shrouded in fog in his mind, it was much clearer than before.

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There is a bright medical clinic in Chengyi. There is a plain cloth table in front of the board door, and on the table are densely arranged things like dried tortoise shells.The sunlight dyed the blue tiles with light like golden scales, casting fine spots of light along the leaf gaps of the cinnamon camphor.There was an old doctor drinking tea leisurely behind the table with a cup covered with sauce and glaze, and sometimes put the cup on to diagnose the pulse of a man who had contracted a cold.

After a while, a caravan stopped in front of the hospital, a servant in linen clothes jumped out of the car, jammed the car under the wheel, and hurriedly helped another person down.The doctor turned pale in horror when he saw it, because the front of the man helped by the servant was covered with dark bloodstains, layered and smeared, which looked rather threatening.Jin Wu has completely lost consciousness, his face is pale and bloodless, only his lips move slightly when panting, but it seems that he only breathes out but not in.

With a scorched face, Wang Xiaoyuan helped Jinwu stumble to the square table, and asked, "Is Dr. Sun there?"

He had long heard that Sun Langzhong of Chengyi had the art of rejuvenation, and it was said that even the wealthy families of the gentry were willing to pay a lot of money for a medical treatment. When they were desperate, they only wanted to find this person to save their young master's life.

The old doctor trembled and said, "Mr. Sun is inside, resting. But this little brother, how can you treat a dead man well?"

Wang Xiaoyuan's heart sank, he lowered his head and said, "I'm not here to extort money."

The old doctor sighed: "Look at your impatience, you have already seen it. Come in!"

He and the old doctor hurriedly moved the unconscious Jinwu into the hospital.There is a row of lacquered wooden cabinets against the wall in the hall, and on the top of the cabinets are several blue and white porcelain cups, which are filled with medicinal herbs, exuding a slightly bitter and dry smell.A few vertical plaques with black background and gold were hung on the wall, with the words "benevolence, benevolence and benevolence" written on them.Entering through the side door, there is a small room covered by a picture curtain.The old doctor rolled up the cloth curtain embroidered with double-petaled chrysanthemums, pouted to ask Wang Xiaoyuan to help the golden crow in.

There was an old man waiting inside, dressed in green and black, with white hair and long beard, who was burying his head in sifting through the medicine dregs. He was Dr. Sun, the legendary expert.In this small room, there is a dense row of porcelain medicine jars with large mouth lids, which contain the ubala flowers and iberia from the Western Regions.It was the first time for Wang Xiaoyuan to see such a posture, and he turned his eyes straight for a while, and his eyes wandered in confusion.

The old doctor bowed and said, "Mr. Sun, a young man came to seek medical treatment. Are you still treating him?"

"It's okay. But there are troublesome things these few days." Dr. Sun stroked his long beard and laughed, "The son of Tao Shoufu's family was bitten by Jinwei Shukui while he was hunting. It hurts like burning. Ordinary bamboo leaves are fine, but Shukui is a green bamboo that slipped out of a medicine pot and hid in the forest. I don't know how many rare medicines are dripping in the blood. Alas, it can be said to be cured. Quite difficult."

The xiangzhuan is lit with the best sleeve wrapping incense, and the pear blossom stamens fall finely in the cracks of the carved wood, and the light smoke curls up, dancing like soft yarn.Seeing this, the old doctor understood, touched the couch again, and it was still warm, so he smiled and said, "Mr. Tao, I have met him, and I have been here for a few days. Mr. Sun's way is difficult, it must be as difficult as boarding." God, Mr. Tao is still here just now?"

Dr. Sun smiled kindly, but every deep wrinkle seemed to be dignified, and said: "I asked the two boys, Calamus and Bamboo Leaf, to take him to purify the poisonous blood, and he is resting in the front hall. After a while The old man picked some medicine to replace him, this time it is hard to get him cured."

Speaking of which, Dr. Sun looked up, and there was a strange expression on the old and ravine face.His eyes fell on the little servant, and then on the figure lying on his back.The linen clothes were soaked with shocking blood, and a pale and weak hand was hanging by his side.

Wang Xiaoyuan hurriedly put the Golden Crow on the couch, stood aside with his hands down, and muttered. "Doctor, I... have traveled all over Chengcheng, and the rest of the medical centers and wards refused to accept me, so I can only ask you, the sage, for mercy... Please... save him, save my young master..."

Dr. Sun checked Jinwu's pulse, looked at his tongue and clothes, his brows were tightly furrowed, his expression froze with worry, he suddenly looked directly at Wang Xiaoyuan and asked, "Have you been poisoned?"

"He seems to have been poisoned by a strange poison, branded as 'one look, one taste'."

"How long has it been?" Dr. Sun asked with a sigh, holding his limp wrist.

Wang Xiaoyuan frowned slightly, "Two... years."

At this time, he just woke up from a dream, picking up the past events one by one from his mind, and his heart felt like a knife was twisted in an instant.After he was stabbed by the erysipelas needle in the tomb of Guoshou in Changyue Palace, he had endured the pain of poisoning for several months, so he naturally learned how powerful this phenomenon is.At the beginning, he felt dizzy and weak, his eyesight was dim, and then he felt severe pain in his internal organs, as if countless blunt knives were cutting his insides all the time.

Yu Qiuxia endured it for several months, and it was already extremely difficult. Later, life was worse than death, and he felt that life was like a candle in the wind.But Jinwu entrusted Mi for a while to transfer the poison, and suffered for two years.

Jin Wu was closing his eyes, and fell quietly on the couch, his body was as pale as a ghost, and his body was so emaciated that he couldn't even support his soul.Wang Xiaoyuan suddenly missed him in the past. The black-clothed Rakshasa used to be an arrogant figure, walking freely in and out of the sword, light and blood; There is a lot of strength, and it seems that there is always useless strength to toss myself.But now when he sees the golden crow that is as energetic as gossamer, he wonders if he has fallen into a dream.

Dr. Sun pricked some blood with a fine needle, then untied the Golden Crow's clothes and pressed some acupoints, suddenly sighed: "In my opinion, there is more than just the poison of 'one phase, one taste'."

In an instant, there seemed to be a thunderstorm descending.Wang Xiaoyuan's face was pale, and he rushed forward and asked, "No... More than that?"

"Is he drinking some decoction these days?" Dr. Sun frowned, "Maybe it is mixed with a little wolfberry, which is compatible with the 'one phase, one flavor', which can make the heart beat irregularly and aggravate hemoptysis. .”

Wang Xiaoyuan woke up suddenly. During this period of time, Jinwu was locked in Tianfu's mansion, which seemed to be a decoction fed to him by the assassins of Houtianlou.In an instant, his heart felt chilled, that person pretending to be the Golden Crow with a very similar appearance really didn't want to keep the Golden Crow as a trouble to his confidants, and wanted to use the medicine to slowly poison his young master to death!

"Then...how can I save him?" The little servant asked tremblingly, his knees were weak, and he slipped to his knees little by little.

Dr. Sun closed his eyes and meditated, his brows were furrowed.For a long time, he said in doubt. "However, it's strange to say that this strange poison of the Luo family meets wolf. It can be said that the poison is added to the poison. This person has knife wounds and internal injuries. Ordinary people should have died long ago, but this kid lasted long enough."

Speaking of this, the old doctor suddenly shuddered, turned around and grabbed Wang Xiaoyuan's shoulders, and froze for a while with a strange expression.Wang Xiaoyuan saw that his facial features seemed to be squirming slightly, and after a long time, he grinned a dull smile and said: "Little brother, Dr. Sun and I have some medical prescriptions that need to be discussed carefully, and I will pick some for your young master by the way. Medicine, you go outside and wait."

This made Wang Xiaoyuan hesitate.He glanced at the pale-faced Jinwu, fearing that he would disappear at the next glance, and begged. "I'll just stay here, okay?"

"There are rules in the teacher's school, sir's fine acupuncture skills are not allowed to spread to outsiders." The old doctor touched Wang Xiaoyuan's shoulder in disbelief, "Little friend, wait outside, your son's illness, sir will definitely have a way to cure it."

Wang Xiaoyuan walked out of the small room with his head drooping, found a bench in the front hall and sat down.With his legs hanging down, he stared blankly at the sun-drenched street, where everyone was in a hurry, coming and going like a tide.He looked at it for a while, and his heart was full of bitterness like eating Coptis chinensis, which was full of waves.

When Wang Xiaoyuan came out of the small room, he covered it with a curtain.The old doctor immediately stepped forward, touched Jinwu's eyelids, opened a gap, and said in surprise: "It really is so!"

Dr. Sun leaned forward upon hearing the sound, and the old doctor stretched his legs and showed Jinwu's eyes to him.Seeing the green eyes, like emeralds, like wolf pupils, the old doctor suddenly turned pale and said: "Look at the blue eyes, this person is probably from the Harz Road branch of the Mughals! Mr. Sun, you Just now when the needle pricked blood, the tip of the needle was covered with a layer of white gas. This is the cold blood that only people from Harz Road have. The blood medicine and poison of Harz Road are hard to work, so even if this little boy is hit by a single blindness, he can still get rid of it. Endure two years without dying!"

Both of them looked shocked.The reason is that in the eyes of ordinary people, Mughal people are either vicious ghosts galloping and killing in the grassland, or they are slaves who are planted and sold by treacherous people.The Mughal cavalry and the frontier army had been at odds for a long time, and the two sides often fought bloody battles, and the captured women and children were trafficked together with black servants and Korean slaves to aristocratic families.The Mughals had blue eyes and different appearances. They were fierce and tenacious like wolves, and they had to be locked with the thickest iron shackles to prevent them from acting rashly.

And the Hartz passers-by are one of this group of jackal-like aliens. It is rumored that the Harts passers-by are born with cold blood and fierce nature, and the poisoned arrows have little effect on them.Because they seem to be blessed by the gods of Qiaona, their blood can treat poison as nothing, as indestructible as steel.But the children of the family seem to be unable to escape the fate of premature death, very few of them can grow into human beings, and the rest will become ghosts on the grassland when they are more than ten years old.

The old doctor stared at the drowsy Mughal man, his eyes seemed to turn into ice and sharp blades.Jin Wu still looks very young, and the nearly ten years of fighting have not added a lot of vicissitudes to him, as if he is still a teenager.But his body was full of vertical and horizontal scars, only assassins and veterans who wandered in the rivers and lakes would leave such shocking marks.He killed many people, and many people wanted to kill him.

But now these two old men don't want to kill him, but want to use him.

"Mr. Sun, isn't Mr. Tao's poison still unresolved? If not, what are your plans?"

Dr. Sun was sweating profusely in an instant, the little servant had already gone to the front hall, his amiable smile just now was instantly wiped away, and every deep groove on his face seemed to be filled with sweat.Trembling, the old man took out the veil from his sleeve and wiped it on his sweaty long beard. "This... To be honest, Tao Shoufu covered the sky with one hand, and his arrogance was extremely strong. If you neglect that young master, this medical clinic will not survive for a few days... I am afraid that it will become the old man's mourning hall."

The old doctor cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Sun's fine needle technique came from Hexingmen, and he is superb. There is this little boy from Hartz Road here, why not take good care of him?"

The captured Harts passers-by are often raised by aristocratic families as medicine men, in case their children get sick and poisoned.Because that acupuncture technique happened to have a way to introduce the poison into other people's body, if the poison is only drawn out, it will inevitably damage the blood.As far as men are concerned, the blood in Harts Road is yin and cold, which can be combined with the yang energy in the body, and Harts Road people will die if they are poisoned, so even if they are poisoned a few times, they will not endanger their lives.

Dr. Sun suddenly thought of the Harz road medicine man whom he had seen in the powerful clan earlier.They were disheveled, locked in the dungeon, yellow and emaciated due to being poisoned many times, and finally had to die miserably.A medicine man is very expensive, even a thousand taels of silver may not be able to be exchanged for it.

But now there was a passerby from Hartz in front of them, who was able to detoxify the poison of Young Master Tao who was bitten by Jinwei Shukui.

"This... this person seems to be from a powerful family, how could he be offended? Besides, there is a servant waiting outside..." Dr. Sun hesitated.

The old doctor laughed and said, "Everyone from Harz is going to enter the Central Plains. They are all low dogs. In today's world, who can be more powerful than the Tao family? Mr. Sun, your reputation that Hua Tuo is alive and cured by medicine is amazing." It can’t be destroyed, it must be cured of Mr. Tao’s family, this is also to rectify the reputation of the medical clinic!”

Dr. Sun hesitated for a moment, settled down, and opened the iron box.There is a row of fine needles inside, which are polished and shiny.He waved his hand and said, "Please ask the two boys, Calamus and Zhuye, to bring Mr. Tao in." He stared at the dying Jinwu, with a solemn expression, and said:

"I want to introduce the poison from Mr. Tao...to this passer-by from Hatz."

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Changed the order, if you don’t remember, you can take a look at the previous chapter hehe