Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Wu Yayi knew that Wu Yale felt lonely at the moment, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Whatever Big Brother wants to do, I will obey, so please give Big Brother orders."

Wu Yale is not a person who is immersed in the love of his children. Originally, when the Wu Ya family was choosing the successor of the next generation of the patriarch, if it was not Wu Yale, he would have quit first, giving up his position to Wu Yayan, and willingly married With Nan Jinglin as his main wife, Wu Yayan won a great help for the Wu Ya family. Wu Ya Yan is absolutely no match for Wu Ya Le Ze.

"First of all, it is Murong Hao's identity. Then let me investigate further. Even if you can't find evidence that Murong Hao is not the eldest son of Murong Qi, it's okay. You immediately send someone to secretly contact that person, and ask him to report to the streets and alleys in the imperial capital. Spreading rumors, I heard that the relationship between Murong's first family and second family has not been very good, we might as well push them."

Wu Yayi's eyes flashed, and she immediately lowered her body and responded, "Brother has a great idea, I'll remember it, younger brother."

Wu Yale saw that he quickly understood the meaning of his words, so he nodded with a smile. Just when he was about to bow down and retreat, Wu Yale's low voice sounded again in his ears.

"One more thing, I heard that Murong Hao's wife is weak and cold, and may have a blood collapse when the child is born. Why don't I kindly send a medicinal herb worth thousands of gold to make up for that wife, what do you say? How about it?"

After saying this, he didn't wait for the younger brother in front of him to raise his head in doubt to ask again, he slowly stepped forward and opened the door, his eyes cast far away on the distant and deep night sky, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

After a few days, Jiang Luoyu felt much better, so she no longer lay in bed to rest. Just a few days ago, Murong Hao had already resigned from the Hanlin Academy for him. Xiao Xiao's token was handed over to him, and after wandering around Murong Cheng's place, he slowly walked towards the bamboo forest not far away, accompanied by Mian Xing and a group of maids.

Standing outside a hut not far from the bamboo grove, a few guards in black saw Jiang Luoyu slowly approaching, and immediately bowed down and said, "I've seen Neijun."

Jiang Luoyu nodded with a smile, and looked at the hut guarded by them: "Where's that genius doctor?"

"Going back to Nei Jun, the man is inside the house. It has only been two days since he was arrested, so he may not be very honest. Nei Jun must be careful."

Hearing this, Jiang Luoyu raised his hand to signal them to retreat, and he turned his head to look at Mian Xing who was supporting him: "It's nothing, you all go down, just let Mian Xing accompany me in."

Many black-clothed guards lowered their bodies and immediately retreated to the two sides, leaving Jiang Luoyu and Mian Xing walking forward. Who knew that Jiang Luoyu who was walking in front just raised his hand and pushed open the door, a black man Ying ran towards this side, the dagger in his hand was shining with a sharp silver light, Mian Xing rushed forward with quick eyes and hands, grabbed the wrist of the visitor, and scolded in a cold voice.

"You man, why do you turn around and hit someone as soon as you hear someone push the door? You don't even look at who is beating. What if you hurt someone!"

The person who came was grabbed by the wrist, and he didn't take it seriously. After patting the dirt on his arm, he threw the dagger casually, and sat down at the table, as if he knew that he had no chance to make another move. Vaguely angry: "Who did I hurt?

in spite of!Who told you to lock me up here?I want to go out!I don't give medical treatment to those of you who shoot and hurt people at will, hum!

"

Jiang Luoyu looked at the young man who was sitting by the table, a dirty little beggar, neither his face nor his expression, looked him up and down in surprise, and then suddenly smiled and said: "You genius doctor has a temper like that of a child."

"I don't know, what is the name of the genius doctor?"

Hearing the words, the little beggar-like "miracle doctor" turned his feet up to avoid looking at him, his chin was raised so that he could barely see his eyes, as if he was still angry, but he was inexplicably short of breath: "My surname is Qian, I won't tell you my name. Yours."

Jiang Luoyu looked at him indifferently for a while, then sat down beside him unsuspectingly, raised her hand to signal Mianxing to pour tea for herself, and watched the tea leaves spread out in the light green tea soup Fu Shen, without even raising his eyelids, suddenly put a smile on his face: "You're lying."

Hearing this, Mian Xing, who was holding the teapot, didn't move her eyes, but the little beggar sitting there was startled. After a long time, he looked at Jiang Luoyu's calm and calm eyes, and was terrified by his eyes again. So he had to admit his words, and swallowed his saliva: "...how do you know I'm lying? My surname is Qian, why can't I?!"

"If my guess is correct, your surname should be Mi, your name should be Qianqian, and you are from the Mi family in Luoshui. Am I right?" Jiang Luoyuzai looked at him carefully, as if to Seeing his gaze, the little beggar subconsciously raised his hand to cover his neck, but when he raised his hand, he knew that he was exposed, so he sighed resignedly and looked at Jiang helplessly. Luo Yu.

The old god Jiang Luoyu took a sip of tea at ease, put down the tea cup in his hand with a bang, and looked up at Mi Qianqian, a beggar-looking doctor in front of him—it was thanks to his previous life that he was able to guess who this person was so quickly The rumors he collected at Dajin at will, but he will never tell Mi Qianqian about this matter.

"Qian, a homonym for Qian, presumably the miracle doctor's surname Qian came from here."

After Mi Qianqian heard him pick out her identity, she looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. She was a little more lazy than before, and she lay on the table as if she had no bones. I won't give in to your appearance: "Since you know everything, why don't you let me go!"

Jiang Luoyu gave a low laugh, tapped his fingers on the table in front of him, and shook his head reluctantly.

"I just knew that, so I won't let you go. Don't you know better about this—the Mi family in Luoshui, according to legend, is the eldest daughter of Fuxi and Nuwa, the descendants of Concubine Mi. The people of the Mi family in all generations have studied medicine intensively. Anyone caught is a genius doctor, but the Mi family is hidden in the world and is hard to find. Only the holy sons of the past generations will hide their identities and use their first names and surnames when they come out to practice.

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head slightly, looked at Mi Qianqian with some curiosity, his slender fingers stretched out on the table, and under the sunlight, they showed the luster of beautiful jade: "But I don't have any Come to think of it, it turns out that Mi's holy son of medicine is indeed a true twin."

Jiang Luoyu stood up while talking, and walked towards him with great interest. Cooperating with the little beggar who heard his "bad intentions" just now, Mi Qianqian's whole body stood up. In a panic, Zhang got up with one hand that was strong and dry and waved at him, while the other hand grabbed his collar, looking like a good woman facing a bully in the village.

"You...what do you want to do? You, don't come here! If you want to do something to me, I really won't compromise even if I die, and you don't want me to heal you, hear me!"

Jiang Luoyu stood in the same place and didn't speak for a long time after hearing the words. On the contrary, Mian Xing, who was standing behind Jiang Luoyu, was suddenly amused by his appearance, and stepped back while covering his lips. After a while, Jiang Luoyu sighed softly. He took a breath, and asked helplessly: "Okay, if you don't go there, you won't go there, so you agree to treat the sick?"

The little beggar stood there and thought over and over again. After all, his integrity was not as chaste as his own. He knew that his arms could not twist his thighs, so he had no choice but to

He agreed dejectedly, gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Luoyu, threatening with a lack of confidence.

"...Huh! If you treat a disease, you can treat a disease. If a doctor can stop me, Mi Qianqian?! But let's talk about the ugly things, I heard that what you are going to treat is a difficult and miscellaneous disease. It sounds like the disease is quite serious. , I'm not yet 15 years old, I just learned a little, if you can't cure your patient, you can't do anything to me..."

Jiang Luoyu knew what he was worried about, and nodded without hesitation in reassurance: "I can guarantee this, Mr. Mi can rest assured, but I have something ugly to say before."

The little beggar couldn't help but flinch when he saw him talking, and it took him a long time to summon up the courage to speak: "...what...what

what..."

Jiang Luoyu raised her eyes, her eyes were burning with Shen Ning, she watched him and said every word.

"If Mr. Mi was able to cure my brother's illness, but he lied to us that he couldn't be cured. My brother is weak and has been dying of illness all year round. If you threaten my brother or prescribe medicine at all, it is to harm him. Mr. Mi is afraid. For the rest of my life, I won't be able to leave my Murong's mansion, and I don't even want to know how we will deal with Mr. Mi, and think twice before asking Mr. Mi to do something."

Mi Qianqian keenly grasped a certain point in this passage, and immediately her face turned bitter, obviously more resigned than the expression just now, as if she knew that she would never be able to escape here: "Here... ...This is Dajin Emperor Capital? I'm in Murong

Shi mansion? "

Seeing that he was interesting, Jiang Luoyu nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile, "That's right, what do you want to ask Mr. Mi?"

The little beggar shivered: "No...no..."

"Open the door, Mian Xing, you stay with Mr. Mi, but you can help Mr. Mi, and don't let him slip out of sight when he doesn't see my brother."

Mian Xing, who was standing on one side, looked at them with a smile for a long time. Hearing this, he nodded immediately, and stepped forward to stand next to the little beggar. He quickly supported him, but he used a lot of strength. Qian Yi howled and looked at him angrily, but he didn't take it as disobedience, but his smile grew deeper.

Jiang Luoyu left the courtyard after giving instructions, and stood in front of the black-clothed guards who had been guarding just now, watching them from afar without saying a word to stop them, but suddenly asked in a low voice: "Keep an eye on the courtyard of the sacrificial brother, We've never seen anyone from the Mi family, and it's not easy to catch them, so be careful in everything."

"Yes, Mr. Nei."

After about half a stick of incense, the little beggar finally couldn't resist Mian Xing's strength, and was dragged out. Jiang Luoyu, who was standing not far away, glanced up and down. They were holding each other at this moment, neither letting the other go. He turned around with a smile and was about to walk towards the bamboo forest when he heard a dissatisfied accent from behind.

"Hey, your attendant and the gatekeeper all call you Neijun, so you are also a twin?"