Golden Summoner

Chapter 186 Picking up a Fairy

It turned out that she had been discovered a long time ago, but this woman was a little interesting, knowing that she was under the car and brought herself out from Tianyuan Bridge.

Xia Pingan exerted strength on his hands and waist, and his feet landed on the ground. A beautiful iron bridge slid out from the bottom of the car deftly, and stood in front of a woman all of a sudden.

The carriage was parked under the street lamp on the side of the street, and the light from the street lamp illuminated the woman's square inch in the dark, just like a stage, giving the woman a radiant feeling in the dark.

The woman just got off the carriage. She was about 30 years old. She was wearing a long purple dress. Her eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was as smooth as white porcelain. The orange tabby cat, the hairpin on the woman's hair, the necklace on her neck, and the two rings on her hands are all shining brightly, and they look like expensive luxury goods.

The coachman didn't say a word, just stood beside the carriage like a piece of wood, dull and taciturn, as if he didn't see Xia Pingan coming out from under the carriage.

Seeing Xia Ping'an, the woman's eyes lit up, she covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "I thought it was some kind of Jianghu hero who dared to provoke that surnamed Sun, so he is also a handsome little brother!"

"Ahem, thank you Mrs. Xuan for seeing you off along the way just now!" Xia Pingan cupped his hands at the woman neither humble nor overbearing.

"The Tianyuan Bridge night market was a bit chaotic just now. The young master of the Sun family is asking the police to look for someone everywhere. How did you provoke that surnamed Sun?"

"It's nothing, I bought a Boundary Bead, and the man surnamed Sun took a fancy to it, and wanted to take it from me again, just to use the situation to suppress others!" Xia Pingan shrugged, "I don't know what background is that Mr. Sun?" Madam, can you tell me?"

"It's nothing. Their Sun family opened a Longxing Merchant Group, specializing in shipping. They have some money and like to make friends with people in the government. The second uncle of Mr. Sun is the deputy inspector of the Qingyun District Police Station!"

No wonder that guy was so supercilious just now. It turned out that his family was rich and had some official background, so he was so arrogant that even the police could drive him around at will.

"So that's the case, thank you madam for telling me!"

"Oh, is that so, how can I thank me?" the woman asked.

This woman doesn't play cards according to common sense!

Xia Pingan smiled slightly, and said frankly, "I don't think Madam is short of these gold coins on me. If I want to take out the money, it will spoil Madam's good intentions. Just treat it as my debt to Madam. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. In the capital, if I meet Madam again, if Madam is in trouble, if I can help, I will definitely repay Madam's favor today!"

The woman laughed, with all kinds of flair, "I'll just say it casually, just kidding, and the young master is serious. Even though I am a woman, I won't be so stingy!"

"It's late at night, don't bother Madam, I'm leaving!" After Xia Pingan finished speaking, he turned around and quickly sank into the darkness. With a few flashes, he disappeared in front of the woman.

It wasn't until Xia Ping'an left that the coachman who had been standing beside him took a step forward, his eyes flashed, "Madam, the Wuyue team has arrived, do you want them to follow up..."

Mrs. Xuan smiled slightly, gently stroked the big tabby cat in her hand, and shook her head, "Today was an accident, that person's target was not me, and he didn't know that I was sitting in the car, don't make trouble out of it, by the way , ask someone to find out what kind of Realm Orb that Sun wants!"

"Yes!"

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It was already late at night when Xia Pingan returned to the apartment he rented, but he didn't encounter any moths along the way.

Most people in the apartment building were asleep, but two windows were lit.

From a lighted room, the sound of men and women arguing and throwing things could be heard halfway down the building, and the reasons for the quarreling were the trivial things in life.

Xia Pingan came to the door of his apartment, opened the door, and entered the room.

The room was pitch black, Xia Pingan lowered his head to check his secret arrangement at the door, and told that no one had entered his apartment during the time he was away from home, Xia Pingan was relieved.

He didn't turn on the light, quietly returned to his bedroom, and then took out the two boundary beads he exchanged from the night market today.

The "Bian Que" Jiezhu is slightly green, like an emerald.

The boundary beads of "Fushen Yangcheng" are restrained in light, like ten thousand years of amber.

Today is the harvest day of Jiezhu.

Xia Pingan thought for a while, then summoned two elite slave soldiers to be Dharma protectors again, and then directly picked up Bian Que's Boundary Bead, ready to start fusing Bian Que's Boundary Bead.

Bian Que is a genius doctor in China, with many legends in his life, Xia Pingan didn't know where Bian Que's Boundary Bead would start.

After bleeding, just a moment later, Xia Pingan's whole body was wrapped in a light green light cocoon.

……

Xia Pingan opened his eyes, and saw that he was sitting in a carriage pulled by an old horse. The carriage was walking slowly on the road in the wilderness. A man in a short jacket sat cross-legged on the front of the carriage. On the road, waving a whip, driving a carriage, beside the man in the short jacket, there was a short and sturdy man, who looked very powerful at first glance, wearing cloth armor, and had a short spear by his side .

The wind in the wilderness is already a little cool, the weather is gloomy, the wheat in the fields on both sides of the road has been harvested, leaving only a stubble of short wheat stalks in the field, and the sound of the waving whip is occasionally heard when the carriage passes by the field ridge. Startled the birds flying among the wheat fields.

Besides himself, there were several sacks and jars on the carriage. Xia Pingan touched the sacks and found that the sacks were filled with fresh wheat, and the jars were all sealed. , which should contain wine.

Xia Pingan touched his face, the skin was tender and beardless, and then looked at his hands, which were only a pair of seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people's hands. The hands were slender, clean, and the nails were neat.

This was when Bian Que was young...

Xia Pingan thought to himself.

"Head of the house, when we get to the house, can you let everyone taste the wine tonight? The brothers in the house haven't drunk for a long time..."

Sitting in front of Xia Pingan, the man with the short spear beside him had been staring at the wine in the car, secretly swallowing his saliva, and finally couldn't help saying at this moment.

The head of the house, that is the head of the house. In the words of later generations, Bian Que's current identity should be the general manager of a hotel in Zheng Guo. He has already taken up the position of manager at a young age. A bunch of people and a hotel can be regarded as young and promising.

Of course, now Bian Que is not called Bian Que, but Qinyue Ren.

The two people in front should be the guys in the building. One is honest and responsible for driving the car, and the one who wants to drink has a short spear by his side. He has thick eyebrows and tiger eyes.

"You have worked hard these days. When we get to the building, I will give each of you a jug of wine tonight. Don't drink too much..." Xia Pingan said.

Hearing Xia Ping'an said that he could drink when he returned to the building, the man immediately laughed and rubbed his hands, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

The carriage was not fast, and he was walking slowly on the road. After a while, Xia Pingan saw a group of people sitting on the side of the road ahead. There were about a dozen people. Those people were dressed in rags, men, women, and children. They seemed to be refugees fleeing from the disaster. .

Those people were all pale, sitting on the side of the road, looking at the vehicles and pedestrians on the road hesitantly and miserablely. A child who was starved to the skin and bones was screaming, and the child's mother was yelling. Using a broken pottery pot, he was feeding the child soup made of wild vegetables. An old man next to him carefully took out a cloth bag from his body, sprinkled some rice bran in the bag into the water, and let the child drink it. .

Seeing those refugees, the man who said he wanted to beg for a drink just now had his hand on the short spear on the carriage, suddenly became vigilant, and at the same time told the driver, "Ah Niu, hurry up..."

"Wait a minute, stop the car..." Seeing those people staring at the side of the road eagerly, they were so hungry that they didn't even have the energy to call out, Xia Pingan asked the driver to stop the carriage by the side of the road.

As soon as Xia Ping'an's car stopped, a wrinkled old man who was sitting on the side of the road walked over tremblingly.

"Okay, please give me something to eat..."

"Old man, where are you going?" Xia Pingan asked.

"Our hometown was hit by a flood, and we were going to join our relatives in Xinzheng to tide over the famine. We haven't eaten for days..."

"That's right, there are still five days' journey from here to Xinzheng, and we don't know how to get there..." the old man sighed, tears streaming down his face.

Xia Pingan sighed in his heart, there have been such victims in all dynasties.

Hearing what the old man said, Xia Pingan didn't say anything more. The cart happened to be pulling wheat, so he decided to open a bag on the cart, let the old man take a pottery bowl, and filled the old man with A pottery bowl of wheat weighs about three to four catties.

Seeing Xia Ping'an's generosity, the people around rushed over one by one. Pottery bowls, hands stretched out all at once, and everyone looked at Xia Ping'an with longing eyes.

Xia Pingan gave everyone a pottery bowl of wheat.

The wheat given out was not much, but those people were so grateful, three to four catties per person, which was enough to save lives at this time, enough for those people to eat for four or five days, and let them eat Xinzheng.

Xia Pingan was throwing wheat, only to find that there was an old man in a ragged padded jacket lying on the ground next to the roadside fire, motionless.

"What happened to that man?" Xia Pingan asked.

"You said Changsang, we met a few days ago. He said that he was also escaping the famine and wanted to go to Xinzheng with us. He caught a cold on the road two days ago, and his physical strength was a little weak. He may have fallen asleep... "

What, that old man sleeping on the ground is Changsang Jun?Damn, this is the living god recorded in "Historical Records", the master who brought Bian Que into medicine.

Xia Pingan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately jumped out of the carriage, came to Changsang Jun who was sleeping by the fire, and leaned over to check.

The old man named Chang Sang was sleeping on the ground. Although his clothes were a little tattered, but upon closer inspection, the old man was covered with white hair and had an ancient and clumsy face.

Xia Pingan stretched out his hand to touch it. Mr. Changsang's forehead was hot and his cheeks were a little red. It seemed that he had a fever.

Of course, it is estimated that this is pretending, where can the gods get sick, and the gods accept apprentices, they always have to test the disciples' disposition.

It turns out that Bian Que picked up a fairy on the road...

"This old man is already sick, and he must see a doctor right away..." Xia Pingan looked upright, and without saying a word, he carried Mr. Changsang on the ground, put him on the carriage, and joined the fleeing people After explaining a few words, I immediately took Changsang Jun to the building...

Chapter 187 The Immortal's Apprentice ([-])

"Chief Qin She, this old man is suffering from fever and fainting because he has been tired for several days and feels the wind and cold. I have just prescribed three decoctions for him. These decoctions are tormented three times a day, and he takes them for three consecutive days. As long as he sweats, this man The wind and cold of the old man can be dispelled, after the wind and cold are dispelled, let the old man rest for a few days, it should be fine..."

Inside the building, Xia Pingan walked out of the room following the invited doctor. The doctor was over 50 years old, surnamed Bai, and carrying a medicine box. He was a well-known doctor in the surrounding villages. Come, I have just seen Mr. Changsang and I am coming out of the house.

"Okay, besides taking medicine and resting, what else should I pay attention to?" Xia Pingan asked respectfully.

"Well, the old man's spleen and stomach are weak these days, so he shouldn't eat too much. It's better to just drink a little millet porridge. After the old man recovers, he can eat some broth to make up for it. It should be fine!"

"Thank you, Doctor Bai!" Xia Pingan personally sent the doctor out of the building, paid enough consultation money, and then asked Ah Niu to drive Doctor Bai back in a carriage.

Doctor Bai prescribed some medicines such as ephedra, kudzu root, perilla leaf, fangfeng, osmanthus twig, and angelica dahurica, which had been wrapped in grass leaves.

When he returned to the building, Xia Pingan took the medicine to the kitchen and boiled it for Mr. Changsang himself.

Medicine jars are common items in the building, and it is convenient to cook medicine.

Bian Que, the general manager of the hotel, has done a good job. The building is located in Bohai County, and it is quite large. The whole building covers an area of ​​more than 20 mu, surrounded by a huge yard, and it is next to the road leading to the city. There are more than 40 rooms. In addition to Xia Pingan, the head of the building, there are people in the building, all of whom are under Bian Que. They are in charge of the kitchen, stables, and guest rooms in the building. accounts and manages the premises.

Because Bian Que is honest, intelligent, and able to write, although he is young, he has a lot of prestige in the building, he has won the trust of the owner of the building, and he is kind and considerate to everyone in the building, so he is convinced by everyone. It welcomes merchants and travelers from south to north every day, and the business is good.

"Ah, the head of the house, why did you come to the kitchen to cook the medicine? I'll be fine..." Xia Pingan cooked the soup for a while, and Zheng Wang, who was in charge of the kitchen work, was shocked when he saw Xia Pingan cooking the medicine in the kitchen. He hurried over to cook medicine for Xia Pingan.

"No, no, there are many people in the building now, just call the guests outside, don't delay the business of the building, I'll do it..." Xia Pingan waved his hand quickly, letting Zheng Guan go to work on other things.

How could Xia Pingan pretend to be someone else in serving the old god? He had to do it himself to appear sincere.

"Okay, if the head of the house has something to do, call me!"

"Okay, let's get busy!"

In less than an hour, Xia Pingan cooked the medicine, he took the medicine, and when the medicine was cold, he took the medicine and went to the room himself.

Mr. Changsang was still pretending to have a fever and fell into a coma, and he seemed a little dazed. Xia Pingan helped Mr. Changsang up, and fed Mr. Changsang the medicine spoonful by spoonful.

After taking the medicine, Changsang Jun's eyes opened in a daze, and he seemed to be a little more awake, "Ah, where am I?"

"Old man, you are in the building!"

"Why am I here!"

Xia Pingan recounted the process of bringing Mr. Changsang to the building, "Old man, you are tired and cold, so you should rest in this building for a while, and wait until you recover!"

Mr. Changsang looked at Xia Ping'an with fixed eyes, sighed suddenly, and struggled to get up from the bed, "Thank you, Mr. Qin She, for saving me, but I escaped so far and have no money, so I'm afraid I can't pay for the building. ..."

"Where is the old man? If you have money, you have to save people. If you don't have money, you have to save people. I met the old man because of fate. The old man is here to cultivate with peace of mind. I have the final say in this building. Everything about the old man in the building I will be responsible for the expenses, I don’t need to worry too much, I should rest well!”

After comforting Mr. Changsang, he lay down and rested. After a while, Xia Pingan brought the cooked millet porridge again and asked Mr. Changsang to drink some.

Under Xia Ping'an's care, Mr. Chang Sang's body gradually recovered. When Mr. Chang Sang's health gradually improved, Xia Ping brought broth to Mr. Chang Sang, and asked the people in the building to boil hot water for the Mr. Changsang took a bath and bought new clothes for Mr. Changsang.

In just five days, Mr. Changsang gradually recovered, and his complexion improved day by day.

……

On this day, Xia Pingan was doing accounting in the building, when he suddenly heard horse neighing and noise outside the door, Xia Pingan didn't pay attention to it at first, there were many guests coming and going in this building, and those who were resting in the stables It is normal for horses to bite and kick each other occasionally, and there are people taking care of them at the stables. Generally, when this happens, you just need to move the fighting horses away.

After a while, Ah Niu ran in panting, seeing Ah Niu's face, he was almost crying, "Headmaster, it's not good, a horse in the stable has fainted, and the guests who came on horseback said yes." There is a problem with the fodder fed to the horses in our building, and we have to pay them a horse..."

The value of a horse in this era is almost the same as that of a car bought by people in later generations. Ordinary people need to pay a lot of money to buy a horse. If the family’s conditions are not good, a horse can hurt a family. You need to borrow money to afford it.

"A Niu, there is something to do with the building, don't worry, let's go out and see what's going on..." Xia Pingan said to A Niu, and then walked out of the room with A Niu.

Hearing Xia Ping'an said that the building was in front of him, A Niu gave Xia Ping'an a grateful look, and then followed Xia Pingan out of the building to the stables in the yard outside.

There were seven or eight horses in the stable, and there was a big maroon horse lying on the ground with some stiffness. The horse's mouth had white foam from time to time, and it seemed that it was already dying.

Several guests carrying bundles surrounded the stables excitedly, arguing with a few guys in the inn, the smell of gunpowder was strong.

"This horse was fine when we came here yesterday. It took only one night. This horse is not working. It must be that there is something wrong with the fodder you fed my horse. You must either lose money or buy me a new one. Wait for Malay..."

The few guests who carried the burdens traveled north and south, with swords on their bodies, with a tough attitude, and they were not easy to mess with at first sight.

"These guests, the horse feed we feed is here. You can check it. The other horses are fine after eating, but this horse fell down. This means that it is not a problem with our horse feed. If there is a problem with our horse feed , all the horses here are going to fall down, this horse should be sick, if it is sick, we don't care about our business..." A clerk in the inn argued.

Chapter 188 The Immortal Accepts Apprentices ([-])

"I don't care. My horse was fine when it came. If something happens in your building, your building will be responsible. If you pay me a top-quality horse, I'll smash your building. Believe it or not... ..."

"Guest officer, you are being unreasonable. If you dare to make a move, see if you can get away!"

"It costs money for me to stay here, and it costs money for my horse to eat your fodder. My horse fell down in your stable. Who is responsible if you are not responsible?"

"But our forage is fine. If there is a problem, other horses will have trouble too!"

The horse fell down in the building. The guests who came had their own reasons, and the building had its own reasons. The two sides refused to give in to each other. As they talked, the atmosphere became more and more intense. When Xia Pingan came to the stable At that time, the staff in the building stared at the few guests, almost fighting.

"The head of the house is here..." The guys who were arguing with the guests calmed down a little when they saw Xia Ping'an approaching, but they also looked angry.

When the guests saw Xia Ping'an coming, they immediately surrounded him, "You are the head of the house, my horse fell down in your shop, what do you think?"