Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 120 Chapter 120

Zhang Qianjun said in a strange voice: "The meat bun beats the dog, and there will be no return."

Feng Qingyang said with an inscrutable smile: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

Zhang Qianjun shook his head, "Inexplicable, incoherent."

Feng Qingyang smiled and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

Zhang Qianjun raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth, and accidentally pulled the wound. Although he winked in pain, his eyes never left the food. He laughed and said, "Eat well, do you want these?"

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "You pack and go back, and be filial!"

Zhang Qianjun laughed, and said: "I like your old-fashioned character, the key is that you saved my life, so, from now on, you will be my master, if something happens in the world, No matter how far away, I will come to collect your corpse, dress you in mourning, and promise not to let you die on the street."

Feng Qingyang smiled very satisfied with such beastly words, and nodded: "You were imprisoned once, after the calamity, come and kowtow to worship your teacher."

Zhang Qianjun looked at Feng Qingyang strangely, and smiled wryly: "You are fine in everything, but you are a little bit distracted." While talking, he packed together the dishes from Mao Erniang's house and the leftovers on the table , and then coolly put it on his back, and took it away with one brain.

Without looking back, Zhang Qianjun waved his hands and said, "Master! There will be a period later!"

Feng Qingyang said: "The meeting can be expected later." After speaking, he cleared the table, counted the teacups, set up the tea utensils, and walked towards the path.

Zhang Qianjun had only traveled tens of meters, when he suddenly heard the sound of cracking and breaking from behind, and when he turned his head, he saw a thick tree cut off by the side of the path behind him, and Feng Qingyangdao's palm was clearly placed at the break.

The tree was broken very delicately, and it was standing on the branch on the opposite side of the road, so it was lying across the road, but pedestrians were not hindered, but it just blocked the passers-by on high horses.

Zhang Qianjun was dumbfounded, and stayed with his mouth slightly open for a while, couldn't help but raised his thumb, and shouted: "Master! Awesome!"

The old god Feng Qingyang was there, waving his hands, not being humble and pretending, not responding to flattery.

Zhang Qianjun turned his head several times and walked away, gradually drifting away, without seeing anyone, he knew that the old way was unusual, and thought about going with him as a teacher, but he couldn't.

Because at this time, there is still a critically ill mother waiting for him in his crumbling and dilapidated home.

Mud wall, false door.

Zhang Qianjun pushed the door open and entered, with a bang, the door panel fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

People called pushing the door to enter, but Zhang Qianjun called pushing the door to enter, stepping on the door to enter.This is as real as the bare walls of a house, so I am never afraid that someone will come here to steal.

"Mother! I'm back!"

Seeing that no one answered, Zhang Qianjun went to the back room, saw his mother lying on her side, facing the earthen wall, Zhang Qianjun shouted again: "Get up! See what I brought today? I met an old Taoist today and told me The bones are so strange, they praised me as a martial arts prodigy, and even invited me to dinner, saying that they would accept me as an apprentice. Don't give up on me."

Zhang Qianjun gleefully chattered half-truths and half-fakes, then turned his head and saw a bowl of noodles lying quietly and coolly on the wooden chair beside the bed.

Zhang Qianjun smiled and said: "Why don't you eat?" He poked his mother, but found her body was stiff, Zhang Qianjun was surprised and said: "Mother! Mother! Mother!" As he spoke, he poked her arm.

Zhang Qianjun carefully turned his mother around, and saw Zhang's mother's eyes closed tightly, her face was lifeless, Zhang Qianjun sniffed her heart, feeling cold.

This big guy with a hippie smile, who was beaten without begging for mercy, bent his legs, fell to his knees, burst into tears, and wailed loudly.

"Mother! Wake up! The baby is back! The baby brought you food." No matter how much Zhang Qianjun pushed and shouted, it was of no avail.

Zhang Qianjun arranged the leftovers from Mao Erniang one by one, and said with tears: "Mom! Look, I brought you meat today. I asked the master for this. At that time, I wondered why he didn't Eat, and asked me to bring it back as a filial piety before leaving. Mother! You haven’t eaten meat for half a year, you eat some, open your eyes and eat some before leaving, then my heart will feel better.”

At this moment, two yamen servants hung steel knives on their waists, went straight in, and said carelessly, "Is Zhang Qianjun there? Come with us!"

It's really a wound that hasn't healed, and the knife strikes again.

Zhang Qianjun's eyes were red with grief, and he didn't know how to answer.

Zhang Qianjun is also a habitual offender, so the two yamen servants naturally knew each other, so they wanted to arrest him without any explanation.

Zhang Qianjun yelled: "What is the reason for this? If you are arrested for committing a crime, then it's fine. Then there is the law of arresting people at home for no reason."

Yamen servant A asked: "You are Zhang Qianjun, right?"

Zhang Qianjun: "Yes..."

Yamen servant B asked: "Are you a habitual offender who has been arrested several times?"

Zhang Qianjun looked aggrieved, but his tone was very firm, "What about the habitual offender?"

Yamen servant A said: "Recidive criminals will definitely not abide by the king's law, and will definitely commit crimes again. So come with us!"

Zhang Qianjun said aggrievedly: "Why do you use past mistakes to affirm other people's future? Why do you use your royal laws to limit my survival? You see for yourself, my mother who has been ill for three years is on the bed. If I didn't steal it, not to mention my mother would have starved to death long ago, even I would have starved to death long ago. I also have morality in my heart, but I can't abide by the king's law you uphold, because I can't let my mother starve to death." Said here , Zhang Qianjun knelt down with a plop, and said sadly: "My mother died today, I just ask my elder brother to turn a blind eye and close one eye, and let me go with a noble hand. The villain is grateful, and I will change my mind from now on. clean, start a new life.”

The two yamen servants looked at each other and sighed.

Yamen servant B said: "I'm telling you the truth! I know brother's life is not easy, and we also want to let you go, but we have our own last resort..." He looked at the other Yamen servant and said, "I can't explain it clearly, it's up to you Tell him why you want to take someone."

Yamen servant Jia smiled, helped Zhang Qianjun, and said: "The 300,000 cavalry of Muchen Kingdom have crossed the border and have taken down half of the mountains and rivers in the demoted state. Our Chuanzhou is connected to the demoted state in the north and Kyoto in the south. There is a saying of "one horse leveling the river". Since Muchen Kingdom is good at cavalry, it is their only tactic to take down our Chuanzhou and drive straight into Kyoto. So we have to strengthen the city and dig deep trenches. Naturally, a lot of manpower is needed to do these things , That's why I came to arrest you people with previous convictions."

Yamen servant B said: "General is wise, this will solve the manpower problem on the one hand, and guarantee the law and order during the scuffle. So you just admit it, and don't make things difficult for us."

Zhang Qianjun said: "Because of emotion and reason, for the sake of the country and the people, I shouldn't shirk it. It's just that my mother died. You must give me some time to bury her?"

The two yamen servants looked at each other, each rolled up their sleeves, and looked around.

Zhang Qianjun wondered, "What are you two big brothers doing?"

Yamen servant A said, "Where's the hoe? Let's dig a pit for your mother and bury her."

Zhang Qianjun clasped his hands together and said with a wry smile: "The two older brothers have such a heart, and the younger brother is grateful, but the family is too poor, there is no money, and because my hands and feet are disgraceful, so the neighbors are unwilling to lend me things... ..." Zhang Qianjun sighed, not knowing what to say.

Yamen servant B smiled and said: "It's okay! Our clothes are easy to handle. Let's borrow a hoe. I don't think anyone will refuse to borrow it. We will help you to do your last filial piety." The two of them went out without worrying about Zhang. Qian Jun took the opportunity to escape.

Not long after, there was a big hole in the courtyard, and several people lifted the bed board and lowered it carefully.

Seriously put the food in front of the wooden sign, picked up the mushy noodles, Zhang Qianjun cried, "Mother! Why don't you eat the noodles, just go like this."

The yamen servant patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "The old people said that they chose to die in the middle of the night because they didn't want to eat breakfast, and left more food for their children and grandchildren, which means to keep blessings. Your mother's saving face is probably the same reason, she thinks she should I'm gone, so I endured the hunger and left the blessings to you, I hope your days will get better and better in the future."

Zhang Qian's tears rolled down, he devoured the noodles, crying and unable to speak.

at the same time.

A few miles away, beside the dirt road, inside a food stall.

Feng Qingyang sat comfortably in the shop, sipping tea alone, there was an empty cup opposite him, but the seat was empty, as if he was waiting for someone.

A few horses neighed from afar, and the clacking of the horse's hooves gradually approached.

With a sound of Yu, he reined in the horse's reins, but a broken log blocked his way.

Several people got off their horses and wanted to lead them across and go on the road.

Feng Qingyang shouted: "General Wu! Have a cup of tea before leaving!"

Several people covered the handle of the knife and looked at Feng Qingyang together.

A burly man raised his hand to stop several people from stopping, led them into the store, and said, "It's never too late to have a cup of tea."

The person who spoke was none other than the general who demoted the state, super master Wu Wengen.

Feng Qingyang got up and greeted him with a smile.

He pulled out a bit of the handle of the knife with one hand, and shouted: "Who are you, why do you know the identity of the general, and how do you know that we will pass by here?"

Wu Wengen looked at the four teacups placed on a table in the east, and then at the teacups placed opposite the old way, which happened to coincide with the number of people traveling by himself.

Looking at Feng Qingyang's attire and realm, it is not difficult to guess Feng Qingyang's identity. Wu Wengen pressed the hilt of the knife he had drawn back into the scabbard, and said, "Don't be rude, go over there and have a cup of tea."

Feng Qingyang cupped his hands and said: "The old man has something to ask, but please help the general."

Wu Wengen made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Feng Lao is immortal, but it's okay to say."

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "I figured out that I have a disciple who is imprisoned today and is currently in a small village seven miles away. I hope the general will send someone to rescue him."

Wu Wengen: "What's the name of your apprentice?"

Feng Qingyang said: "Zhang Qianjun!"

Wu Wengen took a look at the four people at the table, and one of them left the store first, jumped on his horse, and left in a hurry.

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "You guards are so handsome."

Wu Wengen laughed, noncommittal.

How can someone who can be a guard beside a super expert be an ordinary person? If he is not in the super-level realm, how dare he come out to meet people?

(End of this chapter)