Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

The busiest street in Xunyang was bustling and lively as before.

Vendors shouted endlessly.

In a peaceful and prosperous scene, suddenly a mass of flames burst into flames, billowing thick smoke drifted out of the window sill and into the sky.

The people on the street suddenly panicked and clamored.

"It's not good...the Xunhuan Building is on fire..."

"Looking at the intensity of the fire, it looks like a smokey girl's boudoir..."

Hearing that the beauty's room was on fire, the people who were thinking about whether to help put out the fire immediately rolled up their sleeves, brought a bucket of water and rushed into the Xunhuan Building.

Suddenly someone in the noisy crowd let out a "Hey", pointed to a blue shadow hanging in mid-air under the window with billowing smoke, and exclaimed: "Look, a man has been hanged down."

"It's true! Save people!"

A few strong men hurriedly moved the ladder, put it on the roof tiles, climbed up and untied the thick rope tied to the motionless young man in blue robe, and rescued him.

The rescued Young Master Yinglang was blushing, unconscious, with a gash on his forehead, blood gurgling out, looking quite embarrassed.

The people around him shook him a few times, seeing that he still didn't respond, they felt strange.

Could it be that this young man was choked out by the thick smoke?

But even so, where did the injury on his forehead come from?

Xuzhou, Lifu.

After Lan Ziqing got the medical book, she would spend every day reading it by night or studying the medicinal materials carefully in the pharmacy.

Although he had never studied medicine before, he had read thousands of volumes of books on the mountain, including many medicine classics Qihuang, so he was not ignorant of medicinal materials and medical skills. After a few days of research, there is a gap in my heart, and my medical skills are better than ordinary doctors.

On this day, Lan Ziqing was studying medical books in his room as usual, when he suddenly heard a voice outside the room, saying that a person had come to look for him by name.

Going out to see, it turned out to be a young servant in the Prime Minister's mansion.

Lan Ziqing used the name of "returning to the hometown to pay respects to the ancestors" to deceive others, so the people who brought them naturally stayed in the pre-arranged house, and only told them to take care of the house. Come here and find him.

When Lan Ziqing saw the anxious looking young servant, he expected something in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

The boy responded with a few short sentences, and Lan Ziqing's expression changed upon hearing that.

In the evening, when Wei Lijue called Lan Ziqing to discuss the matter, Lan Ziqing frowned and said: "Your Highness, Suhuang issued six gold medals to call the ministers back to the palace. It seems that something important happened in Xunyang City."

Wei Lijue pondered for a moment, and said, "When is Lan Qing planning to leave?"

"Tomorrow morning."

Lan Ziqing frowned, cupped her hands and said again: "If something really happened in the court, I should go back earlier so that I can wait and see what happens and plan for Your Highness."

Wei Lijue nodded and said: "Gu's portrait will take several days to complete. After Qing returns, Gu will send someone to Xunyang."

Lan Ziqing only said that the matter of the portrait was not in a hurry, so he replied, "That's very good."

After bidding farewell to the crown prince, Lan Ziqing went back to her room to pack up her luggage, and early the next morning, she took people back to Xunyang.

Although he did not rush on the road non-stop day and night like when he came, he always felt inexplicably flustered, so he never lost a moment on the way.

There was only one thing that made him stop his journey for half a day.

It turned out that when he was passing by Mount Qingcheng, he saw the bustling traffic in the city, and the vendors were busy, so he couldn't help thinking that he had been out for so long and hadn't brought anything for that person. .

With a warm heart, a soft smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

Stop and go along the way, pick and choose, but unfortunately although there are many street vendors in the city, the stalls are all ordinary things, not worth mentioning.

Most of the day passed, after all, I couldn't pick out anything.

At this time, there was a commotion in the front, and when I looked up, I saw a group of common people in front of me forming a circle, surrounded by the crowd, was a grizzled old man holding a painting.

Lan Ziqing felt suspicious and walked over.

It turned out that the old man was selling houses on the street, and what he was selling was the bamboo house in the portrait. Looking at the painting, the bamboo house in the painting is surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by green bamboo forests, very quiet and elegant, especially the clear water in front of the house The bottomless pool water, with white smoke floating above it, makes the place even more elegant like a fairyland.

Although this place is far away from the town, but the environment is really attractive, many pretentious and elegant young masters are eager to try it, but the old man actually bid a sky-high price of 5 taels.

Although the environment of this place is quiet, it is just a bamboo house after all, 5000 taels is not worth it, let alone 5 taels!It just makes people laugh out loud.

5 million taels?

Lan Ziqing in the crowd also frowned.

He has been an official for three years, and his entire family property is only 5 taels.

This old man's bamboo house costs 5 taels, which is really a bit of a lion.

The young masters who were about to bid shook their heads and laughed at the old man's whimsy. The old man calmly explained with a smile that it was not the bamboo house that was valuable, but the original owner of the bamboo house.

Everyone asked, who is the owner of the bamboo house?

The old man pinched his gray beard and said with a smile, "Xun Xiao, a genius doctor."

After hearing this, the people in the world sniffed even more, "Who doesn't know that the miracle doctor lives in no fixed place, haunts and haunts, and you say that the miracle doctor lives there is the miracle doctor?"

The old man shook his head and sighed leisurely: "Sigh, people in the world don't know the true face of Mount Lu."

Ready to close the painting and leave.

At this time, a soft and elegant voice sounded from the crowd: "Old man, I want this bamboo house."

The crowd followed the prestige and saw a young man wearing green clothes and a picturesque face walking out slowly, thinking in his heart that this young man is so elegant, yet he is so stupid.

The old man looked at the visitor with a smile, stroked his white beard, and said with a smile: "Young student, you can buy a bamboo house for 5 taels. You have to think about it clearly. Are you afraid that the old man is talking nonsense? You made up the story of the magic doctor's house." To trick you?"

Lan Ziqing also laughed and said: "Senior is a fairy, not like a person who talks nonsense. Besides, even if this bamboo house is not the house of a genius doctor, the quiet and elegant place here is like a fairyland on earth. If you get 5 taels, it will be worth it." The next blessing."

After the old man heard this, he laughed loudly, "You young man's words are very pleasant. Selling this bamboo house to you is not a disgrace to this place." After a pause, he smiled and said: "There is still a genius doctor in the bamboo house You have worked hard all your life, everything is hard to come by, and you only spent 5 taels to get it all, but you picked up a big bargain."

After hearing this, the common people at the side felt that the old man was getting more and more out of bounds, and they all advised the young man in Tsing Yi beside him not to be fooled by him.

Lan Ziqing was about to take the money, when she suddenly remembered where she got so much silver on her body, pondered for a moment, and said: "Old man, my next home is in Xunyang, I came out in a hurry this time, and I didn't bring much silver with me, can I let you go home?" Get enough silver and come again."

The old man shook his head, "A good house waits for no one."

The people on the side burst out laughing, and said, apart from this fool who came out of nowhere, how could anyone be willing to buy such a sky-high priced bamboo house.

Lan Ziqing frowned and said: "How about this, I will pay a part of the deposit first, old man, do you think this is good?"

This time the old man nodded.

Lan Ziqing untied the purse hanging from his waist, opened it and counted it, his heart sank, there were only a few dozen taels.

The old man saw the difficulty on his face, touched his white beard, and said with a smile: "Young Master's home is in Xunyang, but today I can meet the old man here. This bamboo house is really destined for you. How much silver you have can be counted." As a deposit, the old man will never sell it to others."

Lan Ziqing frowned, handed over the purse, cupped her hands and said, "Thank you, old man."

Seeing this, the crowd on the side "coaxed" a laugh and dispersed like birds and beasts.

The old man weighed the purse, put it in his bosom without opening it, borrowed a calligraphy and painting booth beside him, wrote a line of ink on a blank paper, handed the blank paper to Lan Ziqing, and said with a smile: "My son, come back!" The empress of the mansion took the silver and sent it to this place, and the old man will send you the house deed and the land deed."

Lan Ziqing nodded, and also came to the book stand, borrowed pen and ink to write down the address of the prime minister's mansion, and handed it to the elegant white-bearded old man.

After the old man took it, he laughed and left.

"It's fate to meet thousands of miles away, but it's not fate to meet each other... Hahahahaha..."

The sound is getting farther and farther.

Lan Ziqing became more and more suspicious when he heard what he said. She frowned and watched the gray robe go away. After the person disappeared in the downtown area, she turned her gaze away and looked at the white paper in her hand.

The handwriting on this paper is so familiar.

When he took a closer look, his face suddenly changed.

This handwriting is clearly from the same person as the approval on the Chinese medicine book in his hand!

The medical book was originally a product of a divine doctor, so the only person who could comment on it was a divine doctor.

Is this old man...

Lan Ziqing was taken aback, thinking of what he had said before, which was vague and hidden in meaning, he suddenly understood.

The corners of her lips curled up.

After this episode, Lan Ziqing continued to hurry on the road. This time on the road, he was no longer as flustered as before. Instead, he thought with satisfaction that he would like to give this bamboo house to His Highness.

In the future... he and Ah Chen will go back to the mountains and forests.

After days of non-stop rushing, he finally returned to Xunyang on the fifth day.

After Lan Ziqing got off the carriage, he was quite disappointed when he saw that there were only servants in front of the prime minister's mansion to greet him, but there was no familiar figure. He immediately laughed at himself.

Didn't know he was back.

Seeing that the prime minister looked like he didn't know anything, the young servant who greeted him felt sore in his heart. You pushed me, I pushed you, no one would follow in to serve, and became the one who told the prime minister the news.

In the end, when Lan Ziqing saw that no one was following behind, she turned her head in confusion, and Ah San followed slowly.

Lan Ziqing came to the hall, poured a cup of tea to moisten his thirsty throat, while drinking the tea, he casually said: "Prepare the sedan chair, I want to go to the palace."

Ah San saw that he came back in a hurry, and went to the mansion of the ruthless man without resting for a moment, her heart was even more sour, she dawdled aside, and did not move for a long time.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Lan Ziqing asked with a frown.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Ah San on the side knelt on the ground with a "plop" and cried, "Prime Minister, the Third Prince suddenly asked His Majesty to marry Liu Hanyan, an oiran lady, as the princess a few days ago, which made Long Yan furious. In jail!"

"what!"

With a "bang", the teacup in his hand fell to the ground.