I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Baicaoshi did not expect that she was wearing a book.

Traveling to the opening chapter of an old-fashioned novel, with the same name as the original body, and was accused of being shameless and immoral, and then tied up like a rice dumpling and thrown in front of Baishui River Beach.

She raised her head with difficulty, only to notice——

On the messy river bank, the villagers in thorn hairpin skirts and coarse linen clothes gathered around.

Suddenly, a young woman wearing a hairpin cursed loudly: "Baicaoshi, you little hoof, shameless, and secretly having an affair with a little boy, how can you be worthy of the third brother who died? It deserves to be sold in a kiln."

After being dazed for a long time, Baicaoshi couldn't recover.

She was originally a college student of traditional Chinese medicine. She used the water flying method to separate the heavy metal impurities in the cinnabar and developed the Anshen Pill. As a result, probably the separation experiment failed, and she poisoned herself to death after trying the medicine.

Phew, is there a more tragic traverser than her?

There is a spiritual spring in space, there is a male god-level prince and prince, and there is a miniature cute baby. All she has is a bad reputation, and the thin arms and legs of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old malnourished.

Instead, you don’t need to lose weight.

Hey, the situation is stronger than people, and the little girl can bend and stretch.

She took a few breaths of mental construction, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, ready to save herself, "Everyone, please listen to me..."

Mrs. Wang didn't give her a chance to speak. "I heard you say grandma's legs? Dalang, second uncle, don't you want to avenge third brother?"

Xie Dalang's name is Xie Bochang, and Erlang's name is Xie Zhongyi. They are the elder brothers of Xie Shuping, the original master of Baicaoshi.

Left and Right's father is the village official, and Xie Bochang's wife is the concubine of the town's king. Xie's family walks sideways in Baishui Village. The brothers grabbed Baicaoshi's hair, pushed and shoved her into the pig cage.

Baicaoshi was in terribly painful pain, and the teardrops were stubborn in their eye sockets.

"White monkshood, Asarum mandala."

Baicaoshi chanted words, and all of what she chanted were herbal medicines, but at the same time they were all poisonous. The most satisfying revenge she could think of was to feed poison to those who bullied her.

"What are you mumbling about?" Wang kicked the cage.

Baicaoshi endured the pain and gritted her teeth, "It's not too late for my aunt to take revenge. Just wait for the ghost to knock on the door in the middle of the night!"

Mrs. Wang was terrified by Baicaoshi's resentful eyes, and said to Xie Changfa who was in the center of the crowd: "Father, what are you waiting for?"

Li Zheng and Xie Changfa gave him a look, and issued an order, "Shen Tang."

"stop!"

A voice came from outside the crowd, the volume was not high, but it was clear and lingling, but it carried a captivating power.

The crowd dispersed automatically, and a middle-aged woman and a handsome man walked out.

The woman is in her thirties, and the corners of her eyes are wrinkled. "Little Grass!"

It is the mother of Baicaoshi, Baili. Seeing her daughter suffering, Bai Li's tears seemed to be without money.

And that young man, who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, had a celestial appearance. Although the complexion is unhealthy and cold and white, but between the brows, it seems that the stars, the sun, the moon, mountains and valleys, and the beauty of the world are condensed. The eyes are like shattered starlight, the thin lips are unstained but vermilion, the curve is beautiful, and the lines are like chiseled by an exiled immortal. He was wearing a sky blue shirt, like a tall and straight pine and bamboo in the snow.

The villagers breathed in collectively, looking so handsome.

Baicaoshi had countless experiences of reading stars during her lifetime, but she also felt that the people in front of her were ranked first or second, and she was a few blocks away from the traffic niche.

In the eyes of everyone, the young man approached with panting in three steps and coughing in five steps. Because of the exertion, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, making it impossible to look away.

"You little boy, what are you doing here?" Wang called out, gnashing her teeth at the boy.

The villagers who eat melons suddenly realized that this is the one who had an affair with Baicaoshi. But looking at this beautiful scenery, it doesn't look like it at all.

"I'm not coming, ahem... do you allow you to oppress goodness, ahem... do you care about human life?" The young man turned his eyes, and there seemed to be only a deep pool of amber light left in the world.

Xie Jia Dalang protected his daughter-in-law, pointing at Baicao Poetry, "She has committed seven crimes, and she deserves to die."

The boy walked around the arena with his hands behind his back, speaking very slowly and loudly. "I face the law, respect courtesy and morality, pay attention to benevolence and righteousness, and uphold morality and protect the people. Cough cough, it is benevolence for the girl to save the broken feathers from danger; it is righteousness to be diligent and filial to Xie's family, cough cough; she Doing things according to one's duty, never exceeding the rules, it is out of courtesy; even though you make things difficult and insulting in every possible way, thinking of you as the elder sister-in-law, I will be more tolerant, it is a virtue. Such a person, what qualifications do you have to make him sink into the pond?"

Probably talking too much, the boy Zhe Yu coughed violently again.

Broken feathers? This is the hero of the book. Baicaoshi also knew that Zhe Yu was just a pseudonym for him to cover up his identity.

For a moment, Baicaoshi felt distressed in her heart. Even if she is deeply trapped in a pig cage, she still feels sorry for Zhe Yu. It's not just because of the sex, it's because the readers like and admire the hero, and it's not easy for him to worry about his fate.

In terms of eloquence, no one present can match Zhe Yu.

Xie Bochang's sleeves were pulled by his wife Wang's, and his neck was stuck, "Don't talk about what you have and what you don't have, can you deny the fact that you live in the same room?"

In order to take care of Zheyu, Baicaoshi did share the room with him, this is an indisputable fact.

Zhe Yu looked around and saw the reactions of the villagers, "Before life and death, the girls don't care about trivial matters, which is what I admire the most. Assuming that the one who will die is you—" Zhe Yu pointed at Xie Dalang with one hand, "Meeted by a girl named Bai, do you hope that she will abide by the differences between men and women and ignore them, or save you from difficulties and escape from danger?"

Assuming that the heart compares the heart, the practice of Baicao Poetry will never die.

Xie's family saw that the balance of rationality was tilting towards Baicaoshi, especially Xie Wang's was the most indignant. "It's so reasonable to be said by you!"

"Sigh, after all, I was the one who damaged her reputation." Zhe Yu gave Baicao Shi in the cage an apologetic look, and continued, "According to the law of my dynasty, one of the husband and wife has died for three years, and after the filial piety, we can be divorced." .And I would like to marry Miss Bai. If any of you want her to die, you can step on my dead body!"

Fourteen-year-old Baicaoshi married Xie Jiasanlang, but Xie Shuping died a month later, and she is only seventeen years old this year.

Baicaoshi's eyes filled with tears, and she swore that if she survived, she would devote all of her life's knowledge to heal his body and help him reach the pinnacle of life.

The villagers were also moved by the boy in front of them.

The Xie family held their hands, but no one dared to step forward. After all, it was two lives.

The eyes focused on Xie Lizheng, who was the real head of the family and even the village.

Before he could open his mouth, Zhe Yu had already quietly approached the three-punched place beside him, and everyone didn't see how he got there.

"Xie Lizheng, you should be able to see my identity." He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, took a jade pendant from his sleeve, flashed it in front of Xie Lizheng, and put it away, "I was training outside, and the people who served me already Find me. Believe it or not, if you dare to touch me and Miss Bai today, you will not be able to see the sun tomorrow if you thank the whole family."

Yanshui also has five completed books.

The first book, Workplace Stories: Internet Literature is the first book focusing on real estate advertisers. Do you want to know the secrets of housing prices? Real estate, intermediary, and advertising people are welcome to come and see.

The second book, Raising Baby Stories: Focusing on education in the first-tier cities of Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, and accompanying mothers who study and practice chicken blood. A must-read for new moms.

The third book, Chuanshu Wen: A tribute to the aerospace heroes in my mind, as well as Elon Musk and Richard Branson. Some people are born to dream with humans. Do you like this sweet pet article about launching a rocket and falling in love at the same time?

The fourth book, Bankruptcy Story: The Chinese version of Bankrupt Sisters, the former daughter turned into a coffee shop delivery worker, met her ex-boyfriend on the first day in office, and started her own business as a big boss. How did she get back together? He said, I don't want you to be exposed to the wind and the sun, so start a food delivery company. 1v1 Shuangjie Shuangqiang, the inspirational sweet pet is super beautiful!

The fifth book, Music Essay: The heroine has an IQ of 220 and a gifted memory, but was born autistic; An accident made the two meet. He took her away from darkness and loneliness, and endowed her with tenderness for a lifetime; she was invincible for him, and used music to conquer all directions. "The world is big, but I have you and 88 black and white keys, that's enough." Warm text of super healing words.