Juvenile Tour [Jian San Yang Hua Tibetan Tang Dynasty]

[-]. Idlers

The attack on Evilman's Valley Shanglu was in full swing, and he even had the momentum to take down Luodao and go straight to Wuwang City.As a result, Qin Si mobilized more troops to go to the front line, while Tang Ruhui secretly gathered troops to prepare for the civil war.

And in such an atmosphere where the rain is about to come, Chu Loufeng has indeed become the biggest idler.

On the first day Pei Taiyue left Luoyang City, he was "invited" by Tang Ruhui to the Yanhui Inn, under the euphemistic name of protecting the safety of Mr. Chu.However, unlike others, this person did not do any small tricks for Pei Taiyue, nor tried to contact Chu Yangqiu. He should eat and sleep all day long. Everyone is getting fatter.

Tang Ruhui also tested him before, but who would have thought that Mr. Chu's righteous words said that my loyalty to you can be learned from the sun and the moon, and if Pei Taiyue does something wrong, I still have my life?So of course I want to persuade him to work hard for Commander Tang—the sincerity in it makes people's stomach sour, and it's the truth.So at the beginning, there were people following him when he went out, but after a long time, his nature was exposed, and even Tang Ruhui didn't bother to care about him anymore.

Xiao Yao'er happened to be working in Luoyang, and also lived in the Yanhui Inn, with the name of helping Chu Loufeng heal his wounds, so he came to see him every few days.Although the name of "Yan Wang Tie" is frightening, he is also a generation of genius doctor after all, and Chu Loufeng's body recovered quickly under his treatment.

Today is no exception, as soon as Xiao Yaoer prepared the prescription, Chu Loufeng prepared snacks and herbal tea there: "I have reduced the dosage of blue vines according to what you said yesterday, and added more Two coins of Fufangcao and two coins of Longzao, how would you like to try it?"

Xiao Yao'er picked up the teacup, took a sip, and nodded approvingly: "That's right." After a moment's pause, he added, "Young Master Chu is ignorant, but he is proficient in miscellaneous things."

This doesn't sound like a compliment, but Chu Loufeng wasn't angry at all, he just smiled and said, "Acupuncture and medicine are medicine, but drinking food isn't medicine? If the younger generation is a disciple of Xinglin, how can you have this medicinal tea? "

Xiao Yao'er "hummed" noncommittally, leaning on the back of the chair and tasting slowly.He has a feud with Sun Simiao, so he has always disliked the people of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, although it is not difficult to get along with the younger generation, but there are always people who don't like it.Fortunately, Chu Loufeng was good-looking and had a sweet mouth, so he was able to make the old man happy.

Today's medical techniques are divided into two branches: Qihuang and Yiyin. The former is inherited from the "Huangdi Neijing" and is famous for acupuncture;

In the Valley of Thousand Flowers, the Xinglin lineage inherits the technique of Qihuang, and the world-famous Taisu Nine Needles also originated here; while the Fangzhu lineage focuses on various herbs, wood and stones.Therefore, although Chu Loufeng's medical skills are not very good, he is very proficient in pharmacology, and he is playful by nature. He can make wine, tea, and fragrance. They were all used in making herbal tea, so there was naturally a way to satisfy Xiao Yao'er.

The old and the young chatted casually for a few more words, and seeing the bottom of the pot of tea, Xiao Yaoer suddenly said, "Speaking of which, the meridians and qi in your body are in disorder. Could it be that you became obsessed with practicing kung fu when you were young?"

"As expected of Senior Xiao, he can diagnose even this." Chu Loufeng didn't care, still grinning, "I did forcefully use the Lijing internal strength under the Huajian method, but anyway, I don't have to give it to you now. It’s okay for people to see a doctor.”

Xiao Yaoer shook his head: "If you compare your cultivation base to a jar, and the internal force inside is water, then your jar was broken when you were young, and although it was repaired later, it can only be like this forever. It's too big. So although your martial arts are good, your internal strength is not enough, not only because you can't use the scriptures to change the way."

Chu Loufeng didn't take it seriously, and asked again: "Speaking of this, the junior has always had a question, but it violated your taboo, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Xiao Yaoer glanced at him: "What?"

"The younger generation has heard that you were born in the Xiao family in Xijing. You became famous at a young age, and your skills have rejuvenated. There are no incurable diseases in your subordinates, and the speed of recovery from injuries has never been unprecedented since ancient times..."

He didn't finish this sentence, and he didn't have to finish it.This matter is well known in the world, anyone who is treated by Xiao Yao'er will die suddenly for no reason at most ten years, at least five years, but no one can explain the reason, it's just that the fate of the day has come.Heshuo hero Wu Guang has an old relationship with Sun Simiao, but when he met him one day, he was spotted by the king of medicine. Sun Simiao made a careful examination, and it was clear that Wu Guang's body had been hanged with overbearing drugs and poisonous drugs, and the drug's potential continued Life, the poison slowly weakens the silkworms, and the physique of the subject will gradually change with the poison of the drug. Over the years, there is no cure for it.This kind of technique is ingenious and ingenious, and people who are proficient in medical skills cannot do it.

Chu Loufeng spoke slowly, observing Xiao Yao'er's expression, while considering his words: "Since medicines and strange poisons can hang the lives of critically ill patients, can they also stimulate the potential of ordinary people in a short period of time? "

"Of course." Xiao Yao'er put her hands in her sleeves, squinted at him, "Why, do you want to learn?"

"I am a person with insufficient internal strength, and I am greedy for life and afraid of death. If I am in a desperate situation, wouldn't it be better to have more ways to save lives?" Chu Loufeng answered frankly.

"I misjudged you before," Xiao Yao'er sneered, "He is really a good disciple of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. Not only is he ignorant, he also thinks of heresy ways!"

Although his tone sounded angry, Chu Loufeng relaxed on the contrary, and laughed like a bully: "Senior Sun's disciple is not up to date, shouldn't you be happy?"

"Happy, naturally happy," Xiao Yao'er stood up, and said leisurely, "But with your little three-legged kung fu, even if you know the method, it's hard to guarantee that you won't be healed to death—so let's do it first." Go back and memorize "Nei Jing" and "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", I will take the exam next time."

Chu Loufeng wailed behind him.

The days passed slowly, and finally, when the battle between the front line and the Haoqi League was at its most intense, Tang Ruhui divided his troops into two groups and attacked Qin Si's rear.At that time, everyone was making intensive preparations, and the Yanhui inn was filled with people coming and going, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.Again, only Chu Loufeng was left alone, hiding in the room and writing letters to Pei Taiyue.

There was a sharp bird song outside the window, Chu Loufeng got up quickly, opened the window, and a big gray bird flew into the room, bringing in a cold wind of early winter.

"Ayao!"

Chu Loufeng opened his mouth to call out, but the other party ignored him completely, and just landed on the window sill beside him reservedly, shaking the letter paper on his paw at him.

The kite didn't like him very much.The reason is probably because Pei Taiyue once said that a falcon trainer usually has an iron plate tied to his left arm, but if he doesn't want to be scratched, he just needs to use a stick to let it fall.

Therefore, when A Yao came back with Pei Taiyue's letter for the first time, Chu Loufeng followed suit and picked up a broom from the corner of the wall and held it in front of his eyes.

At that time, Ah Yao let out a sharp cry, and then slapped him hard with his wings.It was the first time that Chu Loufeng really saw the contempt in the eyes of a bird, and the beam of one person and one bird was completely knotted.

This time was no exception. Ah Yao stared at the big bird eyes and flew around the room, but refused to let the other party get the letter paper tied to his foot.Chu Loufeng took off his outer robe, and he has no image at all, so he jumped up and down with it, wishing he could give it a Furong Bingdi move.

When he finally caught the damn bird, Chu Loufeng's body was covered with hot sweat.Anyway, there was no one else in the room, and there was no need to worry about his image. Panting, he slumped on the chair, tossed his messy long hair behind his head, and tore away his layered neckline.

It didn't matter that he pulled it, it actually broke the red rope hanging around his neck.Chu Loufeng was startled, holding the faded tassel in his hand, feeling a little apprehensive for some reason.

He had worn this tassel for 15 years, and it suddenly broke, as if a corner of his heart was suddenly missing.Holding the tassel tightly, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.Then, he got up and closed the window, walked to the door to make sure the latch was locked, and then returned to the table to open the letter he had just received.

Pei Taiyue's letter is as concise and clean as his person, and the handwriting is also clear and beautiful.Chu Loufeng carefully read the short piece of paper three times, and a slight smile unconsciously formed on the corner of his lips.

The two of them wrote back every three to five days, and two months later, they had saved half a box.He spread out Pei Taiyue's letters one by one on the table, and spread out a brand new letter paper again, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Different from the letter just now, this time, Chu Loufeng wrote very slowly, every stroke was very careful.But before he finished writing a few words, he crumpled up the letter paper, threw it into the brazier next to him, and picked up the next one.

Repeated this many times, each time he only wrote three or five lines at most and threw them away. A thick layer of black ash accumulated in the brazier, but the letter was still unfinished.Chu Loufeng dropped the pen a little annoyedly, flung a string of wet ink stains on the letter paper in front of him, and rolled it back to his hand.

He stared blankly at the pen and the table full of letters, and slowly buried his face in his arms: "Daozhang Pei..."

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Note 1, privately established, Xinglin is based on acupuncture and clinical practice, and Fangzhu is based on prescriptions and pharmacy...