Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

Song Mingzhe traveled to the time and space of Daliang. The first book that was widely sold and transcribed was not the documentary literature "Things Xiao Yuchun and I Have to Talk About", nor the humorous story "Things in Daliang", nor the eclectic wild history " Duanwangfu Secret Story", but the serious and instructive "Kidnapped Self-Defense First Aid Handbook", in which about the self-rescue of the kidnapped, the text is detailed and the pictures are vivid, and the reading makes people feel as if they are on the scene.Someone with good deeds asked Song Mingzhe, who has become a famous doctor for a generation, why, but Song Mingzhe just laughed and said nothing.Later, a quick-witted person set up a big table for banquets, with delicious food and wine, and he actually found out the reason just like that.

There is a book in "Biography of Daliang Famous Doctors": "He is a famous doctor, and he publishes a book with details about being robbed and self-rescue. Every time people ask him why, he just laughs and doesn't say a word. He is smart, and he has good food and drink. I hope he shakes his head after drinking." As for the matter, ask others, do you know how to shoot? Am I good at shooting? If you don’t treat it right, you’ll say it. If you don’t have it, you’re familiar with it. Everyone heard Xi said, and they expressed their deep feelings. There is a person who has a good word and Xi At the same table, Xi and Xi wrote a plaque eloquently. They wrote that they knew the four characters ejaculation. Plaque, what is the cover for its secret storage?"

But at this time, it was a few years before I went to visit the former residence of the famous doctor Song Xi to copy the ejaculation plaque. Our great doctor Song Mingzhe is still working tirelessly for his personal safety.Song Mingzhe was carried on his shoulders and walked more and more sideways, and he could faintly hear the howling of wolves in the distance. It is not surprising that timid people become incontinent after being frightened.Song Mingzhe, who has been mentally trained for a long time, slowly pulled out the small flower scissors from his leggings, and with his hands behind his back, he cut the hemp rope in his hands extremely carefully.Probably because the movement fluctuated a little bit.The little boy who was carrying Song Mingzhe noticed the trembling movement on his shoulders, "Ah, this person is convulsed, let's help him treat it." Song Mingzhe secretly delighted, and before he could laugh, he was caught Throwing it on the ground, and then punching and kicking through the sack, Song Mingzhe almost vomited blood. He wanted to use his last strength to raise his middle finger and greet Xiao Yuchun and his family.A friend's wife should not be bullied, what should I do if my friend's wife bullies me?I can't ride back by myself!Song Mingzhe is so depressed, wishing he could go back to his previous life, the crowd searched for him and found the answer, and then he came back arrogantly to settle accounts with this girl.

Fortunately, this beating was at most a vent, it wasn't enough for the severe beating, and it didn't hurt any muscles or bones. Song Mingzhe wiped the corner of his mouth, and after being picked up again, he cut a small hole under the sack with extra care, squinted his eyes and observed himself Where are you.Oh, how can these people be so vicious? The ground they walk on seems ordinary, but how can Song Mingzhe, who has read Conan countless times, be confused with ordinary people? I saw half-covered white and red paper money, and occasionally half-burned paper ashes.

Song Mingzhe's heart is so cold that his heart is flying like a tornado passing through the Florida Peninsula of the United States. Is he going to bury himself in a mass grave?No, you can't sit still like this!Song Mingzhe quickly made an escape plan. There were no houses along the road where he could seek help, so he could only create opportunities by himself, dare to think and do it, if there was a steep slope or a bridge...

Minion A: "Why do you think the people on your shoulders are getting lighter and lighter?"

Minion B: "You don't understand, my mother-in-law told me that people will get lighter after death."

Ghosts were crying and wolves were howling all around, and Minion A and Minion B shook and trembled.

Minion A: "You said why the person on his body didn't move for a long time, didn't we just casually beat this person to death?"

Minion B: "You are talking nonsense, in broad daylight, why, how could it be, even if, even if he dies, there will be no ghosts, look, look for us."

Minion A: "We're going to the bridge right now, let's be more careful, after crossing the bridge, find a place to throw him away."

I don't know whether it was a guilty conscience or a mistake, one of the people carrying the sack was pinned by a stone, and even the sack and the people inside fell freely to the ground.The creepy thing came, the sack was motionless, and it didn't look like there was a living thing inside.Minoru Jia untied the knot on the sack with trembling hands, and pulled down the sack, revealing a face paralyzed by the wind with crooked eyes and slanted mouth.Before he could react, Song Mingzhe screamed, scared the shit out of the two minions, got up and ran in a panic.Song Mingzhe didn't dare to delay, he took off the sack three times and twice, let go of the hemp rope, bent towards the small river and plunged into it, and jumped into the river with a plop.

"He's there, he's not dead, go and catch him!" Minoru Jia stood by the bridge and yelled.

"I don't want to go into the water, these are the new clothes my mother made for me." Minion B muttered softly.

"Forget it, if you can't kill someone, it's hard to explain to the concubine, and if you kill someone, it's hard to explain to the prince. It's better to just like this, don't know life and death, and get along with both sides." Minion Jia had a quick brain, and after speaking, he came up with a After the rain, the country road was slippery. I accidentally dropped the sack into the water, and the sack was washed away by the flood. I don’t know the saying of life and death.

Panting for breath, Song Mingzhe swam to the bank where the small bridge was invisible, and lay there for a long time among the water plants with only his head exposed, but no one came looking for him along the way.Finally let go of his guard a little bit, and walked up from the water.The night wind was gloomy and cold, the clothes on his body were all drenched, the sky was not yet clear, and the city gate was not opened. Song Mingzhe raised his eyes and looked around, and there were countless buns standing quietly in the night.I can see the glittering green light flashing in the darkness, and I don't know if it's the eyes of fireflies or the wolf's eyes secretly watching me.Song Mingzhe regretted it, he should have hidden a goose leg for that dinner just now!

Song Mingzhe staggered and walked among the earthen buns. Instead of resting his sprained foot, it hurt even more. "Wow——" Whose tombstone was kicked, Song Mingzhe squatted down with his legs crossed, his face pale.I heard from the old people that if you accidentally touch someone else's tombstone, you have to burn the yellow paper, otherwise the owner of the tomb will haunt you.Song Mingzhe was thinking about it in his heart, the spirit of heaven and earth was about to appear, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a white figure and green light walking slowly from the right out of the corner of his eye.

"My dear friend, do you need help?" The voice of that thing was very ethereal, as if floating from afar.

"Oh my god—" Song Mingzhe's shout tore apart the peaceful night sky.

"It's too early to come back today," Mrs. Shizi untied Xiao Yuchun's cloak herself, and served him tea with a smile to moisten his throat. "Shizi's eyebrows are a little tired, but are you in trouble?"

Xiao Yuchun rubbed the center of his brows, and took a deep breath, "Yes, there was no clue in Shangxin Pavilion before, Xintang, guess what happened to Zhang Shilang today?"

"What's the matter, I lost the important paintings of the official family, let's not talk about losing the official, it is not impossible to sell the house if it is bad." Mrs. Shi Zi sat beside Xiao Yuchun and listened attentively, like a flower of interpretation, and her voice was melodious. , Those who hear it are like spring breeze.

There was a smile on Xiao Yuchun's lips, but no matter how you look at it, the smile is cold, "He is not injured at all, not only has he returned from the Daqing Palace with his beard and tail, and the officials have rewarded him."

"Because he returned the painting to be mounted to Zhao without any damage to the pictures and texts, how can the officials punish him?"

Mrs. Qi wondered, "That painting is not in our hands, why can't the officials even tell the authenticity?"

Xiao Yuchun took a sip of tea, then sighed again, "That's the problem. I was there when the painting was put up. It looks fine at first glance. The officials have also carefully examined it. If there is a fake, they will definitely be there on the spot. If it happened, either the fake was so clever that even the officials were caught in the dark, or the one in our hands is the fake." At this point, the two of them didn't speak. many.

Mrs. Qi slowly covered her mouth, her eyes flashed with fear, "How come? Then we have no cards in hand now, so we can only let others lead us by the nose?"

"See you walking, by the way, what did you say when you went to the Gu family's birthday banquet today?" Xiao Yuchun looked at his wife with concern, "No one will make you angry, I will take the throne soon, there will always be two Your eyes are hot and your mouth is sore."

Qi Xintang pursed her lips and smiled, "Look at what I said, how can I be so fragile? I have always been backed by my master, who dares to bully me, but today I saw Mrs. He and the princess whispering The two talked in private for a long time..."

Under the light, Xiao Yuchun leaned over to listen carefully, with a focused face, and Qi Xintang spoke in a clear and clear manner, looking like a husband and wife working together hand in hand. Respect each other as guests.

Song Mingzhe, who was still panting, still felt that his behavior just now was very embarrassing, and he backed away in horror, like a girl from a good family who was bullied, clutching her chest, begging and begging, saying don't eat me, I'm rough Thick flesh, although I am a boy, but Yuanyang is not enough to support the cultivation of fellow daoists, you should find another master.

The man in white on the opposite side burst out laughing, and the expressionless green face that was illuminated by the fluorescent light suddenly became alive and vivid, not as scary as it was at first.Song Mingzhe stroked his beating little heart, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night to scare people, you know, you know, people scare people, you want to scare people to death."

"I'm sorry," the man in white had a trace of embarrassment on his face, "I would like to say that I have lived here for a long time, and for a while I forgot how much ordinary people are in awe of gods and ghosts." Just run away, I am a god, I know what this thing is, it is probably a little ghost who crawled out of some grave and is unwilling to be lonely to find someone to chat with.Song Mingzhe is in the middle of a breakdown, if I confess here today, I will definitely go to Xiao Yuchun's bedside to chat with him about the stars and the moon at night, from poems and songs to life ideals!

Tilting his head, the white-clothed male ghost followed him closely without slowing down.Song Mingzhe almost burst into tears, what kind of ghosts did he meet these years, with fast footsteps, wait, don't ghosts have no feet?

Stop, tilt your head, and ask a question. "Are you a human or a ghost? If you are a human, prove it to me." Song Mingzhe raised a philosophical question. How can a person prove that he is not a ghost?

"Ghosts don't have shadows. Look at my feet." The man in white pointed to his feet. "Ghosts are indispensible objects in the chaos." The man in white stretched out his hand. "Touch my palm." , warm." Song Mingzhe stretched out a finger tremblingly, and pressed it into the palm of the man in white.

"Your nest is not bad," Song Mingzhe, who returned to his shelter with the man in white, walked to the wall of the thatched hut and looked around. Although the hut is dilapidated, it is spotlessly cleaned. A leader who checks hygiene, if he is not walking around in only underwear.

The man in white was named Chen Jinyan, from Haining, who was helping Song Mingzhe roast his soaked coat on the fire, with an embarrassed expression on his face. "Song Xi, why don't you stop walking around, after all, you don't wear much, come here to test the fire first."

Song Mingzhe sat down, stretched his hands and feet comfortably in front of the fire, casually took a stack of thick paper on the kang, and flipped through it. "This is the latest sample paper from Hanhai Tower?" Although Song Mingzhe didn't study for exams, he was free. The advantage of being free was to go through all the messy new books in the bookstore, and at the same time miss a certain online book from his previous life. book city.

"Yes, Jinyan has nothing to do during the day. I often go to Beijing to read and write down silently when I come back. It's considered exercise." Chen Jinyan's voice is getting lower and lower. He has no money to buy books, and he is too embarrassed to copy books in public, so he can only do this Bar.Song Mingzhe looked at Chen Jinyan with infinite sympathy.

Chen Jinyan is the same as himself, his father died early, and he lived with his mother since he was a child. He didn't want to continue the scientific research, so he used his status as a scholar to teach in the countryside, enlightening children, earning a living, but his mother insisted that the Chen family want a scholar In order to ask Chen Jinyan to swear to be filial to himself after passing the exam and returning to his hometown.Chen Jinyan entrusted his old mother to the clan. Before leaving, he and his old mother cried bitterly. He came to Kyoto to prepare for the scientific examination. He failed in the last one and was just waiting for next year's spring.

"I don't know if Brother Song Xi can remember to copy the review papers. If there is something you remember, can you write it down for Jinyan? Jinyan is very grateful."

Chen Jinyan was expecting Ai Ai, and made an unfeeling request.

"What's so difficult about it?" Song Mingzhe swiped his pen and started writing on the spot.

If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down. In the next chapter, the chick knows the great ambition, and the son becomes a party with broken sleeves.