Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 214 Chapter 214
The heat receded and the sun set in the west.

Yang Fan lifted the curtain and bumped into the smiling Zhu Qian head-on.

Immediately after, Housewarming was wrapped in bandages and planned to go out of the tent to see him off. When he saw Zhu Qian, he hurriedly saluted and said, "I have seen the princess!"

Zhu Qian nodded.

Yang Fan smiled and saluted, "I've seen the princess!"

Zhu Qian nodded and smiled.

Yang Fan turned his head and said to Qiaoqian: "Brother Qiao! It's just a few steps away, no need to see you off, let's go back and recuperate!"

Qiaoqian looked at Yang Fan and Zhu Qian, and turned around to return the account, which was quite interesting.

Zhu Qian patted the book in her hand, and said softly, "Walk with me!"

Yang Fan was personable, and followed behind with his hands behind his back.

Zhu Qian took small steps, like a flower blooming, "Don't walk behind me, walk beside me."

Yang Fan said politely: "The ruler and the people are different, so I dare not make mistakes."

Zhu Qian: "But I hope you can be closer to my heart."

Yang Fan was in a dilemma and dared not stand shoulder to shoulder.

Zhu Qian didn't turn her head back, she frowned in displeasure, and said in an aggrieved tone, "What? You think I'm in danger, don't you want to come near me?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "I like to walk behind you, so that I can see you completely."

Zhu Qian stopped and tried to walk side by side, looked straight at Yang Fan, shook her head and smiled wryly: "You are the only man who makes rejection so sweet."

Yang Fan chuckled, "Where are we going?"

Zhu Qian pointed at the city gate and said with a sly smile, "Go to the place where there are only two of us."

Yang Fan nodded and smiled, thinking: "But I have been with many women in that place."

The two strolled in the courtyard and climbed slowly.

Zhu Qian: "Lanling City is ancient and fragrant. It is a city with a history of 200 years. Now it is filled with gunpowder and smoke, and there are ruins everywhere. Where is the prosperity of the past?"

Yang Fan: "Prosperity actually has nothing to do with history. It follows people. When there are more people, it will naturally become prosperous. It's just a pity that these buildings are really rare cultures."

Zhu Qian looked at Yang Fan seriously, and couldn't help laughing, "Why do you always make sense when you say something?"

Yang Fan said seriously: "Maybe... because I'm smart?"

Zhu Qian said solemnly, "It must be."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Yang Fan said: "I don't know how the princess plans to build this ruined city?"

Zhu Qian said with a smile: "Professional matters should be handed over to professional people. I'm a woman, so I just need to do a good job in dealing with the aftermath."

Yang Fan said seriously: "Why do you always make me feel reasonable when you say something?"

Zhu Qian: "Smart."

The two raised their heads and laughed, but they saw that the sky was full of rays of light, which was so beautiful that they couldn't help looking side by side, fascinated by it.

Zhu Qian: "Since Zhu Qingshan is your brother-in-law, why did you not accept him when he invited you to work with him?"

Yang Fan: "It's not good to be an official, and it's even worse to work with people with good relationships."

Zhu Qian: "Part-time job? That's an interesting word."

Yang Fan: "It's more interesting if you can understand."

Zhu Qian: "You don't like being an official?"

Yang Fan shook his head, "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I don't like it or pursue it."

Zhu Qian smiled all over her face and asked, "Do you prefer being a hero to being an official?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "My original intention was to practice medicine."

Zhu Qian: "Oh?"

Yang Fan said freely and freely: "It is true that being an official can honor your ancestors and have unlimited scenery, but if you are a real official, you are not only glamorous, but also have to work hard and suffer from both ends. The essence of being an official is to balance the relationship between the country and the people. The knowledge here is complicated. It not only requires you to consolidate and maintain the imperial power, but also to build and protect the livelihood of most people. Being an official is good for everything, but intrigue between people is not good. To the boss, flatter Flattery and submissiveness; to colleagues, hypocrisy and guard against each other; to subordinates, suppress and hone the game of chess. In the face of power and wealth, everyone is trembling, and it can even be said to be dangerous. Be an honest and good official If you are a corrupt official or a bad official, you will suffer disaster sooner or later, and if you fail to keep the ancestral graves, you will be thrown away."

Zhu Qian covered her mouth and smiled softly, "You are so depressed when you speak at such a young age, the key is to be sensible, you don't have a thousand-year-old monster in your body, do you?"

Yang Fan said earnestly: "That's not true, the ugly ones are called monsters, and those like me must be called goblins."

Zhu Qian asked with a smile: "If there is a status that can override the officials, you don't have to be as embarrassing as you said, and you can plead for the people and benefit the people, would you choose it?"

Yang Fan thought: "Isn't this the son-in-law?" Realizing that the topic was wrong, Yang Fan smiled and said: "Aren't you talking about my identity as a doctor?"

Zhu Qian: "En... ah?!"

Yang Fan: "From the king to the old man, I am the only one who says that everyone is equal. Whoever can refute it is not allowed to nod in agreement. No matter whether you are a big official in the frontier or a trafficker, no one can live without illness and disaster. , and no one can have smooth sailing, if I tell you to stick out your tongue, you have to stick out your tongue, if I tell you to roll your eyes, you have to roll your eyes, if I tell you that you are sick, you will be sick, and if I believe you suffer, you have to suffer.”

"I said you are sick if you are sick." As soon as these words came out, Zhu Qian couldn't help laughing, giggling non-stop.

Yang Fan said seriously: "Miss Qianqian! You are out of breath, do you have a dull pain in your stomach? You are suffering from a laughing disease."

Zhu Qian patted Yang Fan's shoulder while supporting her waist and laughing, "Damn it! Don't be funny."

Yang Fan stroked the silk warm back and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, take a breath."

Zhu Qian touched her belly, inhaled and exhaled, and tried her best to hold back her laughter.

Yang Fan laughed and said, "You say you are as high as you are in the clouds, why is your smile so low? You laugh as if you have never seen the world."

Zhu Qian rolled his eyes at him, and said with a smile: "You know that I am superior? Who dares to speak like you in front of me? Don't make fun of me, even if you say the word 'sick', you are afraid of causing death."

Yang Fan: "Yes."

Zhu Qian suddenly raised her head, pointed to the sky and praised: "Look how beautiful the sunset is."

Yang Fan: "Yes."

Zhu Qian was slightly lonely, "The setting sun is infinitely good, but it's almost dusk."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Let me tell you, the reason why the sunset is infinitely better is not because it is near dusk, but because it is near you."

Zhu Qian said seriously: "I should say this in a timely manner. After all, I am the one who wants to get close, but you want to avoid it."

Yang Fan: "Don't be like this, a good romantic atmosphere, you will all of a sudden call it a drama of a heartless man and a resentful woman."

Zhu Qian burst out laughing, "My enemy is teasing, one set of one set."

Yang Fan smiled without saying a word, quietly in a daze.

Zhu Qian took out a book from her pocket and pushed Yang Fan.Yang Fan returned to his senses and looked at the math book in front of him in surprise.

Zhu Qian: "Sign!"

Yang Fan: "Ah, why?"

Zhu Qian: "Why?"

Yang Fan: "Why do you want me to sign?"

Zhu Qian: "Because you are the righteous master."

Yang Fan laughed and said, "Actually, I'm not the real master, I'm just a porter of knowledge."

Zhu Qian said coquettishly: "I don't care about weird words, you not only have to sign for me, but also write me a little poem that fits the occasion."

Yang Fan pretended, "But I don't have a pen."

In the next second, Zhu Qian took out a little wolf hair from the bag and waved it like a flag.

Yang Fan shook his head and smiled wryly, "You are well prepared."

Zhu Qian: "I have planned for you for a long time."

Yang Fan said seriously: "My child! Don't covet my beauty too much."

Zhu Qian rolled her eyes at him.

With a flash of inspiration, Yang Fan rolled up the book, wrote his name on the edge of the book, rolled it in the opposite direction, and wrote a small poem on the edge of the book.

After taking it, Zhu Qian flipped it left and right, only seeing a bunch of black stripes on the edge of the book, frowning, looking at Yang Fan angrily, begging for an explanation.

Yang Fan lightly pointed at her forehead, and said with a smile: "Silly girl!" He took the book, and the word Yang Fan was clearly visible on the front scroll; .After dusk, when the moon is in the sky, look at the moon and send lovesickness.

Zhu Qian raised her head, but saw Yang Fan was looking at the sky again, his eyes became more tender like water, looking back east, there was a crescent moon like a girl's willow eyebrows, worrying her heart.

Zhu Qian said softly: "Who said the sun and the moon can't hang together in the sky?"

Yang Fan said with a smile: "They have hung together since ancient times, but they will never be able to meet each other."

Zhu Qian said seriously: "Who says you can't meet?"

Yang Fan shook his head and smiled wryly, no one knew that he was actually thinking of Roper in his heart, so who could he tell that he was thinking of her?

Zhu Qian asked again: "Why don't you speak?"

Yang Fan put one hand on her shoulder, patted her calmly and said, "Will you be quiet with me? I miss those who died for this war."

Zhu Qian: "Yes."

Although the sunset glow is bright, the evening breeze is cool.

Not knowing whether it was really cold or fake cold, Zhu Qian began to shrink her neck, leaning towards Yang Fan quietly.

It's just that when it comes to the shoulder, after all, the girl is shy and can't touch it, but the shadows on the ground have already been you and me, blending with each other.

Yang Fan was careful, felt that Zhu Qian was turning cold, took off his coat and put it on his shoulders, and naturally put his arms around her shoulders in embarrassment.

Cheng Qing took a deep breath, and his face flushed because he smelled so good.

(End of this chapter)