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The son Mingyu in front of him was not much the same as in the rumors. Yang Qingfeng had no choice but to say: "It's good."

"What's the advantage?" Lu Chai asked him lazily, with one hand propped his head, he looked like the second shopkeeper in the mountains and seas.

Yang Qingfeng said, "I promise to do something for you. Anytime in the future, as long as Young Master Lu thinks about it, just speak."

Lu Chai shook his head and said, "Senior is too relieved of me. This matter can be big or small, so you are not afraid of losing money in the future?"

"If I were to be someone else, I would definitely not praise this kind of Haikou." Yang Qingfeng laughed, "But Young Master Lu is definitely not a man who makes troubles unreasonably, and he won't let me go to the sky and touch the sea. fish."

"Yes, the deal." Lu Chai stretched out his hand quickly, "I wonder if Senior can help me?"

Yang Qingfeng pulled the wooden bench closer, and said with a frown, "I am, there is a big problem, that is, you are really inaccurate depending on people's vision. Young Master Lu should have heard of something before, right?"

Lu Zhui handed him a cup of tea: "It is indeed a little heard." When Yang Qingfeng was in the dynasty, he was invincible and used soldiers like gods. It stands to reason that it was a time of prosperity. No matter how straightforward his character, he would not know how Was demoted to sweep the ground and guard the city gate. Hearing Ye Jin's words, it seemed that he was betrayed by his close cronies and played some of his complaints behind the back to Emperor Chu Xianhuang. Only then would he anger Tianwei and ruin his career.

"That fascinating bald donkey, although it is a bit boring, but fortune-telling is extremely accurate." Yang Qingfeng said again, "he said that I can accept apprentices on this trip, so I guess I will meet in two days. I would like to ask Mr. Lu to see it for me then. If he comes with a bad personality, he might as well not accept it."

"On this matter?" Lu Zhui said, "It doesn't seem to be a problem, but people's hearts are separated by the belly, and it is hard for me to draw conclusions casually. Seniors have to know something in their hearts."

"Little Young Master Lu is talented and intelligent, and it's better than letting me guess by myself." Yang Qingfeng said with satisfaction, "That's it."

Lu Chai smiled and nodded: "Senior has the final say."

With Lu Zhui's promise, Yang Qingfeng was relieved a lot, humming a little song and wandered outside the hospital. Ye Jin came in with the medicine basket and asked, "What are you talking about? Seeing the predecessors' smiles, most of their teeth will be lost."

"About accepting apprentices, the senior is worried that he will be confused again, so ask me to help." Lu Zhui picked up a flower in the basket, "What is this? It's pink and tender, and it looks pretty."

"Congchang grass." Ye Jin said.

Lu Chai put it back decisively and wiped his hands with a wet cloth.

"Looking at you." Ye Jin learned from him, holding his head.

Lu Zhui: "..."

"It's an ordinary mountain flower. It originally bloomed on the branch. This one was pecked by a bird." Ye Jin didn't put it on the side of his shirt. "It's a pity that it was crushed in the mud when it was beautiful. Maybe it was brought back and kept in the water. Can open for a few more days."

Lu Zhui sighed, "The Lord of the Valley is really the kindness of a healer." Even a single flower and a leaf will be rescued at will. This meticulous thought is beyond comparison.

"Go and rest." Ye Jin said, "The sun is going down too, don't catch the cold again."

"Don't do it, there's more to ask Lord Gu." Lu Chai cleared his throat and lowered his voice, "Senior Yang's eyebrows, can they grow longer in the future?"

"It's barely slippery, 80% of it won't grow out." Ye Jin wondered, "What do you ask this for?"

"Then if you have the original eyebrows, can you stick them back?" Lu Chai asked again after hesitating.

Ye Jin: "..."

Lu Zhui looked at him innocently.

Ye Jin said alertly: "What's the situation?"

Lu Zhui gave Faci a cloth bag and told him about it again, then said sadly: "I don't know whether to take it out or not, this..." I guessed everything at the beginning, and even said I thought it was the old ginseng fairy in the mountains who lost his beard, but never thought it was a bunch of eyebrows, and I didn't know what to do.

Ye Jin: "Puff."

Ye Jin said from the bottom of his heart: "The second master should keep it, don't take it out, lest seniors...sorrowful."

With a cry of "Oh", Lu Chai put the cloth bag back into his sleeve calmly, hiding it firmly.

Everyone should have nothing happened.

In the days to come, every day will be more peaceful. Lu Zhui didn’t know where to get a broken guqin. It took him three days to repair it. When the wind was beautiful, he burned incense and touched the piano in the courtyard. It was extremely elegant, and I heard that Lord Ye Gu was quite envious. I picked up a jade flute, and planned to go back to the mountain and flowing water for a long time, but it didn't blow twice, not to mention Lu Zhui, and even the birds on the branches disappeared without a trace.

...

The wall shadow guard looked tangled and wanted to cover his ears, but he didn't dare.

Ye Jin said angrily: "What are you going to do?!"

"Master Huigu, it's a letter from Mingyue Tomb, and a porcelain vase." Shadow Guard hurriedly submitted it with both hands.

Xiao Lan sent it? Ye Jin put down the Yuxiao, took out the letter paper and swept it roughly. He was immediately happy, shook the porcelain bottle, entered the house and pulled Lu Chai out.

"Weak and sleepy, I really can't play the piano." Lu Zhui hugged the tree without letting go, his face was weak and haggard.

"Sent from Mingyue Tomb." Ye Jin patted the envelope on his face.

With a sore nose, Lu Chai couldn't stand up straight. He read the letter from beginning to end: "Shuangtan?"

"Is there an impression?" Ye Jin asked.

"I didn't have any impression before, but I remember this mention." Lu Chai said, "This happened when I was young."

"That's it." Ye Jin patted him on the shoulder, "First follow the letter written in this letter?" Waiting for a month to see if Xiao Lan can find the antidote for this Shuangtan, before making the next step.

Lu Chai nodded: "Okay." Holding the thin two pieces of letter paper, he laughed in the sun, his eyebrows full of youthful vigor.

It looks great.

In the tomb of Mingyue, Xiao Lan was closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, squatting with her empty hand beside him, fearful.

"Senior is going to stick to the ground." Xiao Lan opened his eyes and pulled him up, "I don't think it is cold on the ground."

"No matter how cool it is, it can't be cooler in my heart." Kongkong replied with a smart hand.

Xiao Lan was used to his complaints and crying all day, and got up and poured two cups of hot tea.

"How are you feeling today?" Kongkong asked the expert.

"It's okay," Xiao Lan said, "I plan to leave Mingyue Tomb in three days."

"Really okay?" Kongkong Miaoshou still worried, "It's better to stay and drink the old witch's medicine for a few more days."

"I'm really fine." Xiao Lan pressed his shoulders with both hands and pressed the person onto the chair. "Please, senior, let me be quiet for a while, eh?"

Kongkong Miaoshou's eyes are still full of grudges.

Xiao Lan seemed to coax a child, squeezing an organ box over to pass the time, then turned around and went to the outer hall.

As previously expected, after discovering that he was really poisoned by the frost and the cold in his body was raging, Aunt Gui and the pharmacist were a little panicked, unable to guess when the problem occurred, but they did not have time to investigate. In addition to cold toxins, he was even more afraid that the five-inch nails in his body would take the opportunity to multiply crazily, gnawing him into a foolish person without any memory, so besides understanding the medicine, he opened the extremely hot spring for him to bathe. After completely expelling the bitter and strange cold air, he was relieved.

"Here!" Ah Liu was waiting outside, waving his hand far behind the grass. He really didn’t know how to call Xiao Lan, his surname Xiao, what kind of relationship he had with his father, and what kind of relationship he had with his father, and he really couldn’t say "mother", so he had to "hey" when he met. Barely counted as saying hello.

"You believe it?" Xiao Lan stepped forward.

"Sent from the Commander's Mansion, with Master Wen's paint on it." A Liu handed it to him.

"Master Wen, wasn't it for Mingyu?" Xiao Lan was a little surprised.

A Liu shook his head: "It's for you." Bacheng told me to take good care of my dad, three meals a day with fish and meat, and three plates of sweets and snacks in the evening.

Xiao Lan pulled out the letter paper.

Ah Liu craned his neck to look, but the sky was getting dark and black, and he couldn't see anything, he could only do it in a hurry.

The letter was not long, but Xiao Lan did not speak for a long time after reading it.

"Hey." A Liu felt guilty, and stretched out his hand to push him, "Don't scare me, what's inside?"

"It's not a bad thing." Xiao Lan said.

"Then your expression," Ah Liu suspected, "No, you have to show me a look." What if it has something to do with Dad.

Xiao Lan handed him the letter paper.

Ah Liu put his face close, and finally read it through the moonlight, and said in shock: "Fighting?"

Xiao Lan didn't speak, lying on the grass with his arm back, looking at the stars in the sky.

He never thought that there would still be this way to go in the future.

Life is really... incredible.

"Don't be in a daze, talk about it." A Liu poked him with a finger, "What do you think?"

"Do you want to listen to the truth?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Of course, I'm not a little girl, and I want you to make me happy if you say it nicely." A Liu shook off his goose bumps.

Xiao Lan smiled, and the Iron Tiger Army of that day appeared in his mind again, and the light and brightness of Lu Chai's eyes at that time.

In those words, he was full of heroism. Although the person he liked had no intention of official career, his heart had always been pretending to be the world.

Being benevolent and righteous, giving up his life and forgetting himself, Lu Zhui seemed to be worthy of all the rhetoric in this world. The Mingyue Tomb was his imprisonment and shackles, giving him a painful past and his scarred body, but even so, the hope in those eyes never extinguished for a moment.

It was also at that time that he realized for the first time that people can live not only for themselves, for their loved ones, for relatives and friends, but also for the common people of the world, and for the morality and justice of the world.

Xiao Lan said, "You and my fate are pretty good."

A Liudao: "Huh?"

"My mother will leave it to you." Xiao Lan sat up.

A Liudao: "Ms. Tao, I will take care of it, but I am clearly asking you about the war." Don't change the subject lightly.

"I will go to discuss with Mingyu." Xiao Lan said, "Thank you for sending the letter today and goodbye."

Ah Six: "..."

Is this gone?

Thousands of miles of breeze blew in the mountains, blowing away the dizzy dull miasma.

In Huanhua City, Lu Zhui was lying at the window, watching Ye Jin collecting moon dew.

"Ordinary patients, if they don't follow the doctor's advice like the second master, they are afraid that they will be beaten." Ye Jin didn't look back, pointing to the bright moon in the sky, "What time is it, go back and lie down soon."

Lu Zhui said, "Can't sleep."

"It's so good, why can't you sleep." Ye Jin turned her head back and looked at him suspiciously.

Lu Zhui said decisively: "No."

"Really?" Ye Jin ran over and tried his pulse, which was quite steady.

Lu Zhui's attitude was sincere, and indeed he didn't. Even if he did, he would be scared when he thought of writing hundreds of words to the genius doctor later.

Ye Jin: "Cough."

Lu Chai stretched out an arm out of the window and said with his chin underneath, "Neither did it at the tomb of Mingyue. He said he didn't want me to get poisoned."

Ye Jin persuaded him: "It will be long in Japan."

Lu Zhui: "..."

Lu Zhui said, "Yeah."

"Okay, close the window and go to sleep." Ye Jin said, "Don't catch the cold again."

Lu Zhui agreed, turned around and wanted to go back to bed, but he felt that his eyes were blurred for a moment, and he only recovered after he held the table and rubbed it.

"Sleep, hey!" Ye Jin knocked on the window outside, slightly fierce.

Lu Chai decisively threw himself on the bed and pulled the quilt around his head.

This is almost the same.

Ye Jin was quite satisfied and went to the medicine room with a dish of moon dew.

Everyone in this hospital has to rest early, except for the geniuses.

Because the leader of Shen is not there, nobody cares.

Collect herbs and feed insects.

Happy as a fairy.

Who is **** willing to sleep.