Chapter 223

Seeing that Hao Langzhong seemed to be unhappy, song Xijiao knew that he might have misunderstood him, so she quickly told Hao Langzhong how she had bought the yard and how she had deducted the price by helping the old father of the yard master see the doctor. She also helped the old man see the course of his illness twice.

After hearing this, Hao Lang Zhong was lost in thought.

What is the cause of the old man? Even if he saw it, he might not know why song Xijiao was so determined?

Song Xijiao didn't see Hao Lang's question, but asked herself, "master, do you think it's useful for me to massage his governor vessel like this?"

"Of course it works." Hao Lang nodded. "I can't imagine that you don't have much talent for learning medicine, but your brain is still very flexible and easy to understand. However, the head is blocked, and massage alone is useless. In this way, I will teach you two sets of needling techniques. In the future, you will do acupuncture and moxibustion for the old man every three days. Within ten days, he will recover as before. "

"Really!" Overjoyed, song Xijiao immediately ran to the couch and knelt down. She kowtowed respectfully, "thank you, master!"

"Just now I went to chat with the woman behind my back, but now I'm pretending to be clever. Get up and let moss bring my needle."

She learned this lesson for a long time. In addition to the two sets of needling techniques taught by her master, when song Xijiao came out to practice with lichen, she taught her many acupoints.

These acupoints, even moss, took a long time to learn, but it took song Xijiao only a moment to keep them in mind.

"Younger martial sister, I can't see that you don't have much talent for herbs, but you can master acupuncture very quickly."

Song Xi was more and more pleased with himself.

Unfortunately, five out of ten stitches are all wrong. The moss is so painful that he can only say: "younger martial sister, the sun is setting. If you don't go, you will stay in the bamboo house tonight!"

Stay in the bamboo house?

That won't do!

Song Xijiao looked out. Sure enough, there was only a glimmer of sunset left on the top of the mountain. She saw that the sun was going to fall completely behind the mountain.

She said goodbye to the moss and trotted all the way to the city in a hurry.

Fortunately, it's late in the summer.

She ran into the city as soon as the gate was closed.

The guards saw her in and out every day. They not only knew her, but also knew what she was doing when she was out of the city. They gave her her her household registration at random.

"Miss Song, you are so energetic to run back and forth every day like this!"

Hearing the jokes of the officers and soldiers, song Xijiao spits out her tongue. She doesn't want to. But there are so many things inside and outside, and there are still things to do. She wants to be free.

Because run all the way, the body is particularly tired, the pace to go home will be slow a lot. By the time we got to the alley near the door, it was dark.

"Xijiao!"

As soon as he turned into the Hutong, he heard Zhong Chun's shouts. Song Xijiao quickly waved: "Zhongchun, come here, I'm so tired."

Zhongchun several steps to her, puzzled at her: "what to do, so much sweat?"

"I came back from the bamboo house. You don't know. When I came out, the sun was going to set. If I didn't run fast, I would sleep at the gate of the city tonight!"

Zhong Chun's face was black: "he ran around and said that he was so righteous?"

"I'm going to my master's place. I'm running around." Song Xijiao made a coquettish voice, then picked it on Zhong Chun's shoulder, "you turn around and carry me home."

Zhong Chun looks at her and doesn't move.

"I can't walk with my back!" Song Xijiao pitifully bent down and kneaded her legs. She had no strength at all.

Zhong Chun finally sighed helplessly. He bent down and stretched out his hand. Then he held song Xijiao up.

"Ah

Song Xijiao didn't expect that he would embrace himself outside. He was afraid of being seen by others. He clapped his arm: "let me down, Zhongchun. Don't make trouble. Let me down quickly."

"Who is making trouble with you?" Zhong Chunbai's one eye, "afraid others see, shut your mouth, don't shout."

With that, he took song Xijiao and went straight home.

Chestnut was sitting at the front of the stone table, eating grapes in a bowl. When he looked up and saw his father holding his mother in his arms, he immediately began to laugh: "my mother is ashamed. It's adults who want to hold chestnuts

Song Xijiao blushed, kicking her legs to get down.

Zhongchun laughingly watched her fluttering in his arms. He made up his mind to treat her well. He deliberately did not give up. So he carried her straight into her bedroom and let her sit on the table. Then he put his hands on both sides of her body, framed her in his arms, lowered his head to her face and whispered, "what did you do in the morning?"

"I told you, I'm going to help Jianyu's grandfather make a birthday party."

"See feather?" Zhong Chun's eyebrows wrinkled and a fierce light appeared in his dark eyes.It was already dark and there was no light in the room. Song Xijiao didn't find anything wrong with Zhong Chun at all. She replied to herself, "Jianyu is the character of Mr. Hu. He said that we were familiar with each other. He was too good to call him directly."

"He is a character que."

"What?" Song Xijiao didn't understand and asked again.

Zhong Chun gnawed his teeth and said, "Hu que, Zi que, is named Lang. Que is his character. You see Jinzhou City, who called him Hu Jianyu? "

"Ah?" Song Xijiao was surprised to stare at big eyes, "then why did he let me call him see feather, what is seeing feather?"

"It's his nickname."

“……” Song Xijiao glanced at Zhong Chun with some disbelief. This guy is not eating wild vinegar and talking nonsense. "Who has a baby name called Jianyu?"

"His mother dreamt of a feather when she gave birth to him, so he had the nickname Jianyu before he could express his words."

Song Xijiao listened to Zhong Chun's words, but she couldn't help staring at her eyes: "how do you know?"

"There's nothing big or small in Jinzhou that I don't know."

"Do you know that Youji is dead?"

Also do not know how, song Xijiao suddenly blurted out this sentence.

But as soon as she spoke, she regretted it. Because Zhongchun once said that Youji was his enemy! She knew that Youji was his enemy. She approached her and collected her ashes. She almost used it.

What's more, she kept it from Zhongchun and didn't tell him about it.

I didn't expect to say something in a hurry

She carefully looked at Zhong Chun's face, but saw that he did not show any surprise and blame her appearance, as if he had already known!

Not only know you Ji's death, but also know what song Xijiao is involved in.

"That Youji, who comes from Fusu, is in Cao Ying and has a heart in Han Dynasty. She is not a good person. She deserves to die."

"Oh..." This was also told by the coir raincoat man, otherwise she would not give him the small box.

"No more words?" Once upon a time, when Chunzhong stopped, he asked me to look at her again

With that, he moved forward slightly, said a few words in her ear, and then immediately got up and walked out of the bedroom.

Song Xijiao kicks out this kick, also kicked a void.

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