Celebrities who were delayed by food

In the grass pavilion of Baicaoju, there is a stone table and four stone benches.

Wu Xin, Xie Yunxi, Xie Nianhua, and Xie Twelve were sitting in it.

The four of them sat opposite each other for a long time, each with their own concerns, so no one spoke, only the blue flag team was walking back and forth not far from the pavilion to put out the fire.

Inside the pavilion, Xie Yunxi was sitting on a stone bench, her eyes were fixed on the teacup with a hole missing on the stone table, her expression was inexplicable, as if she was thinking about some unfathomable problem, she looked at it calmly.

But if you look closely, you will find that this person's eyes are wandering, obviously wandering away, not in the present moment.

The sudden development of the situation, Xie Yunxi was still having a headache about the opening remarks, not wanting that a strange fire would force him to leapfrog to complete the goal of "entering the house".

You must know that on the way here, he was mentally prepared to be made things difficult and tortured in every possible way.But I never thought that I didn't do anything, and I entered this Baicao Residence inexplicably.

——Is it so easy to get in?Is this different from what Uncle Twelve said?

Xie Yunxi remembered that Xie Twelve once said that the door of Baicaoju is very difficult to enter.Before he came to Northern Qi, Xie Twelve had visited Wuxin countless times.

But he kept coming to the door to beg for many days, sincerely guarding outside the thatched cottage every day, from dawn to solitude at night, but in the end he didn't even step into the courtyard.

As for the pleading letter sent from Langya and written by Xie Lang himself, it was also isolated outside the wooden door of Baicaoju, and Hao Pingfan threw it out directly.

For example, Xie Twelve has been miserable these days, and Xie Yunxi's treatment of stepping directly into the inner courtyard this time really makes Xie Twelve Five's internal affairs complicated.

——How can there be so much difference between people?The agreed aristocratic family is not allowed to enter, what about the agreed to make things difficult, cold-eyed, and poisonous?

Thinking of all the blows he had suffered these days, Xie Twelve couldn't help but doubt his life.Especially looking at the empty table in front of him, and comparing it to the steaming teacup in front of Xie Yunxi.

Although the tea bowl was old and had a hole in it, and the tea in it was just clear and hot, but there was no harm if there was no comparison.

——Damn it, he Xie Twelve is the Blue Banner coach of the Xie family in Northern Qi after all, and now he doesn't even have the right to drink a cup of broken tea?

Glancing across the four sides of the stone table from the corner of the eye, Xie Twelve's sense of desolation dissipated instantly.

It is better to be alone than to be happy, and to be alone is not as good as to be together.

There are four people at the table, two bowls of clear tea, one bowl for Wuxin, one bowl for Xie Yunxi, neither Xie Nianhua nor him.

——It's good, there are people who are as unpopular as him.

——Great, it turns out that she is not the only one who is not welcomed.

The moment Xie Twelve felt balanced, Xie Nianhua also felt the same emotion.

The eyes of the two people met, and they were actually somewhat connected by fate, and they cherished each other.

In this room, Xie Twelve and Xie Nianhua were in a miserable state.On that side, Xie Yunxi returned from a wandering mind, her eyes inadvertently swept over the young man standing quietly behind Wuxin.

The fire in the main hall of Baicaoju came strangely, he really couldn't understand why this person would burn leaves to make an open fire in the main hall.

But without this fire, how could Wuxin owe Lan Qi a favor for putting out the fire.Without this favor, it is estimated that he would not be able to be invited into the thatched pavilion in the courtyard so easily and receive the courtesy of tea.

Thinking about it in this way, he really should thank the sky, the ground, the fate, and the strange fire that coincided with the timely rain.

Of course, the person who should be most grateful for this matter is this seemingly mediocre man, but in fact he is as wise as a fool?Wise and mighty?Upright?A genius? ... Hao Pingfan.

Xie Yunxi looked at the other party calmly. At this time, Hao Pingfan was standing behind Wuxin with his head down in frustration, as if he felt guilty for burning down the main hall.

In fact, strictly speaking, no matter how you look at Hao Pingfan, he can't see anything special.It's just two eyes, one nose, and one mouth. It's the kind of existence that no one will pay much attention to if thrown in the crowd.

The appearance is mediocre, and the medical talent seems to be very ordinary, but the life experience is quite tortuous and legendary.

According to the information collected by Xie’s family, Hao Pingfan’s original name was not Pingfan, but the second son of a peasant family named Hao on the border of Southern Qi. His original name was Hao Er.

Twenty years ago, there was a big war on the border of Southern Qi.The border town is protected on all sides, and one of them was captured by the Nanman, and unfortunately the Hao family was the resident of that city.

During the war, four members of the Hao family were shot by random arrows, and Hao Er's parents and elder brother were killed on the spot.Hao Er's arrow failed to reach his lifeline, so he was still holding his breath.

After Tianqi reinforcements arrived and regained the position, Hao Er was still half-breathed.

At that time, Wu Xin happened to be returning to Southern Qi to pay respects to his elder brother. He passed by the border town and saw that many people were injured and tortured after the war, so he stayed to search and rescue and treat the wounded.

It is also true that Hao Er's life should not be terminated, but it really made him meet Wu Xin on the verge of life and death.

That year Hao Er was only five or six years old, he was unintentionally dug out from the sea of ​​corpses, his body was already stiff and he was about to lose his breath.

It was such a child who was about to die, but he was pulled back from the gate of hell by Wu Xin.

After that, after two consecutive years of recuperation, Hao Er fully recovered.Afterwards, he followed Wuxin as a drug boy, and it was only when he was weak that he was accepted as a formal closed disciple by Wuxin, and he was given his nickname - ordinary.

Hao Er, the word ordinary, its meaning: ordinary and healthy, no worries in this life.

Hao Er was very happy when he got his calligraphy, so people often call him Hao Pingfan these years.

Recalling this information, and looking at Hao Pingfan now, Xie Yunxi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He was born in a peaceful and stable country in his previous life, and in this life he has devoted himself to a top-notch family. Regarding war, he can only see a little bit of blood in his words, and sometimes he will hear a few words from others, but words and words are actually different from wars. Too pale.

Xie Yunxi couldn't help thinking of Xie Hexian who was far away in Langya, and in a flash, she remembered her father in this life.

Speaking of Xie Min, he didn't have much impression, the only knowledge he had was from Xie Lang and the others.

But this did not prevent him from feeling admiration and longing for Xie Min.

However, I don't know how much yellow sand and bones are there. On the battlefield, whether it is a heroine or an ordinary civilian, in the final analysis, they are all going through a catastrophe that will never return.

Under the smoke of gunpowder, there are always families broken up, wives and children separated, and those who are lucky in the world, such as him-the years are quiet and good, enjoying peace and prosperity.

But these years have been quiet and peaceful, and the prosperity of the event is actually just someone carrying the burden for him to move forward.

I don't know how many members of the Xie clan guarded the borders, and the number of buried bones is not known how many of them have been buried for many years.

The tea bowl is foggy, the vision is hazy, and the mind is spinning, but it is only a moment.

Xie Yunxi looked at the tea bowl and blinked slightly, then her gaze shifted and landed on the Blue Banner guards outside the pavilion who were cleaning up the mess of the fire. She looked inexplicable and remained silent for a while, but in the end she only let out a long and silent sigh.

He can't take care of long-term affairs. Although he is jokingly called a banished fairy by the world, Xie Yunxi knows better than anyone that he is actually just a mortal.

Live in the moment, only in front of you.

Xie Yunxi didn't have much ambition in this life, he just wanted to be a salted fish, and it was enough to keep his family, relatives and friends well-being after lying down.As for major affairs in the world, it is natural to let other people worry about them.

After a lot of thoughts, I went back to the beginning.

Xie Yunxi looked at the embarrassed young man, and couldn't help but have some speculations.

Looking at Hao Pingfan's behavior, it can be seen that the other party is a simple, honest, kind and honest person.Although the talent for studying medicine is mediocre, he works hard. Logically speaking, although this person is not the favored one of heaven, he is not stupid either.

But even so, why would he light a fire and burn wood in the main hall?

Three-year-olds know that lighting a fire in a thatched hut is an extremely dangerous operation. How can an adult with normal intelligence like Hao Pingfan not know this common sense?

——Could it be that this person saw that the Twelve Uncle was struggling to get in some time ago, so he felt compassionate, and deliberately lit a fire to create a fire, so that the Xie family could take advantage of it and gain the possibility to seek medical treatment inside?

The more Xie Yunxi thought about it, the more he realized that Hao Pingfan was unpredictable.

——Preliminary level of genius doctor, this is definitely the second generation of gods.

It hides its deep soul with an ordinary skin.Tsk tsk tsk, I almost missed it, what a sin.

Under the imagination, Xie Yunxi showed gratitude.

At this time, Hao Pingfan was scratching the back of his head naively, thinking about how to apologize to his husband, but when he looked up, he met Xie Yunxi's gaze.

The two looked at each other, Xie Yunxi smiled sincerely.

A beauty can turn a city with a smile.

Hao Pingfan only felt that the desolate grass pavilion bloomed a large area of ​​dazzling flowers in an instant, colorful and beautiful.

Although the flowers are beautiful, they are not as good as the young gentleman sitting quietly and smiling among the flowers.

Surprised, Hao Pingfan's mind went blank for a moment, and he forgot what he was going to do just now.

It took him a while to come back to his senses, but when he looked at the young man's face, he only felt that the other party's smile was bright, warm and amiable.As for the gratitude in it, he naturally couldn't see it.

Scratching his head at a loss, he didn't know what to say or do for a moment, he glanced at the stone table from the corner of his eye, saw the untouched tea bowl in front of Xie Yunxi, and said naively: "Well, Yun... Mr. Yunxi, You drink tea quickly, and when my husband recovers, you won't have the chance to drink this tea."

The first sentence of this sentence is normal, just a general polite persuasion, but the latter sentence sounds so strange.

What does it mean: When my husband recovers, you will have no chance to drink this tea?

Xie Yunxi blinked, and looked at Wuxin suspiciously.

Wu Xin was trying to calm down the tea, but he just held out a dilapidated bowl of tea as if it was a priceless treasure.

However, as soon as Hao Pingfan's words fell, his hand holding the tea was visibly stiff and stopped.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the white beard floats up a little bit, the rear molars drive the masseter muscles to move, and the blue veins in the forehead also have a slightly convex shape.

This look looked very familiar, Xie Yunxi thought about it carefully, isn't this the same state that Xie Wenqing was in when he was in a hurry.

Desperate and helpless.His forehead is protruding, but he still has to maintain his image. He wants to slap the "bad boy" to death, but then he thinks that this "bad boy" is his own.

——Hey, in retrospect, it's really not easy for the eldest brother.I don't know how many times I've been mad at him over the years.When he goes back this time, he will be a good younger brother who is not irritating... er, not very irritating.

During Xie Yunxi's distracted moment, Wuxin stared at Hao Pingfan with an innocent face.

The intent of his rolling eyes was to warn his stupid apprentice to shut up quickly, after all, there is another world behind the burning of the main hall.

Wuxin just kept silent, and she looked calm and cold, but inside she was extremely guilty.

He concealed his heart by holding a bowl of tea, and at the same time, he wanted to delay the time so that he could come up with a new countermeasure.After all, there was a fire just now, which not only disrupted Xie Yunxi's opening, but also ruined Wuxin's original plan.

The many difficulties before the entry have not yet been launched, but Xie Yunxi has entered the room, directly from the first level to the second level.This sudden change naturally requires a new way to deal with it, and it is necessary to cover up the truth of the fire without any trace.

Based on the principle of cold treatment, he saw that this matter was about to be ignored by everyone, and he didn't want Hao Pingfan's mouth to make it clear that he was trying to expose him.

Thinking about his apprentice's slapstick operations over the years, Wuxin wanted to slap him or pack poison for countless times, but he always softened at critical moments.

——Ah bah, he is definitely not feeling sorry for his stupid apprentice, but just feeling sorry for the food and herbs he spent on raising people all these years.

Wuxin kept complaining inwardly, but on the surface she still put on a posture, maintaining the image of a master.

I saw him put down the tea bowl in his hand pretendingly, "cough cough" twice, then stroked his beard and opened his mouth, ready to act preemptively and make things difficult for Xie Yunxi.

I don't want to, Wu Xin actually forgot at this moment that her apprentice has always had a clear mind and never took an unusual path.

"Sir, is there something wrong with your eyes? Did you just get smoked? You have smoked your good mouth, so it won't cause problems?"

Asked three times in a row without waiting for a breath, and the anxious and worried attitude was also very sincere.It can be seen from this that Hao Pingfan is a rare good young man who respects his teacher and repays his kindness.

However, at this moment, as a master, Wuxin wanted to silence him immediately.

"you shut up!

Before the word "shut up" could be said, Hao Pingfan said it first, and began to expose his old background.

I just heard the honest and sincere voice continue to say: "Hey, sir, I said that you can't burn wood to make a fire in the main hall, but you just don't listen, and you insist on imitating the charlatan's tricks of immortals descending to earth, accompanied by clouds and mist. Now Alright, it’s a small matter if our house burns down, if you burn out, what can I do..."

This is fast!

Wuxin's eyes darkened, and she felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and life was difficult.

——Who on earth picked up this stupid and pitiful disciple, and asked me what to do!Damn, I've lost my face for most of my life, so it should be me!

——Emma, ​​I'm so angry, I really want to poison this idiot to death.

——Hey, no, no matter how stupid this guy is, he is also an apprentice he has spent more than 20 years raising. If he is going to die, who will pay him for the medicinal materials and living expenses for so many years.

——Don't be angry, don't be angry, no matter how stupid or pitiful the apprentice I raise, I have to endure it!

There is a knife on the head of the word forbearance, the knife pierces the heart and lungs, how can it be a tragic word.