Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

Song Mingzhe, who had successfully sneaked into Xueyongguan, was struggling to find He Zhuzhu and General Gu himself. After regaining his men's clothes, he wanted to find someone to inquire about. Unexpectedly, Xueyongguan's psychological prevention education for ordinary people was very good. Who is doing it? Why inquire about the whereabouts of our highest military officer? Could it be a spy sent by Xiliang!Come on, let's sit down and talk about life.

Song Mingzhe was intimidated by Uncle Xueyongguan's pu fan-sized fist and the broom in Grandma's hand, hey, look for it by yourself, if you really can't do it, you will fall under General Gu's horse's hooves, and perform an affectionate recognition with bgm .

The ideal is a plump and beautiful girl from the Tang Dynasty, with a wide heart and a fat body, with snowy skin and fat, who can enter the door and enter the city; the reality is Zhao Feiyan dancing in your palm, when a gust of wind blows, that thin body can carry you I can't help but lie down on the spot.

Song Mingzhe had a frowning face. He thought that everything would be fine if he sneaked into Xueyongguan, but he didn't expect, he didn't expect that any part-time worker here would have to have a guarantor or a book recommendation!Song Mingzhe gnawed on the steamed bun sadly, where did I come from? I have never heard of such a rule in such a good place under the foot of the emperor like the capital.Isn't it possible to have a dignified appearance, diligent hands and feet, and a low-cost laborer, so that you can happily laugh all night under the covers?

Song Mingzhe looked up at the endless gray clouds, that season is called loneliness.Finally, it's time for the Beggar Gang to support you, me, and others.Song Mingzhe took advantage of a science student to focus on the comparison of the flow of people, the number of restaurants, and the income of beggars who have already settled in the place. The horizontal comparison and the vertical analysis finally found that the flow of people is acceptable, there are many restaurants and teahouses, and the flavors of the north and the south are complete. The road section is enough. Long, accommodating three or five beggars is not easy to cause site disputes.

Song Mingzhe looked like a young daughter-in-law who had just entered the door. She found the dirt and smeared her face, and sat on the ground under the shade of a tree, with her newly made mud basin in front of her.

It is said that the folk customs in the frontier fortress are simple and honest, where do many people get taken advantage of, and the eyes of the masses are clearly discerning.For example, Song Mingzhe, who is physically sound, looks sluggish but is not sick or in pain, has little to gain. The thin man next door with a severed limb shakes his money jar loudly.

Song Mingzhe gritted his teeth secretly, he was extremely unconvinced, thinking about taking a piece of chalk or something, writing something about his miserable life experience on the ground, and adding a little gimmick to himself.

The thin man begging next to him counted the money, his face was red, he picked up a few coppers and threw them to Song Mingzhe, making a crisp sound in his empty basin, "Little brother, do you know that some people's ancestors didn't reward them?" His bowl of rice can’t be obtained by force.” After speaking, he patted his buttocks with one hand, stood up nimbly, dragged out a wooden board with wheels from the corner, and rowed away with the rest of his hands and feet.

Song Mingzhe looked at the few coins given to him by the beggar in the bowl, and his tears couldn't stop. Song Mingzhe, Song Mingzhe, you have been in vain for two lives, have you fallen to the point where the beggar gave you alms?

Song Mingzhe gave up struggling, and found a tree trunk on the good land vacated after the beggars left. He leaned against the big tree to enjoy the shade, and waited for the master to squat for a half-day rest.How to say that old duck soup for the soul, the rich and the beggar enjoy the same sunbathing on the beach, today I, Song Mingzhe, can be considered to be in the same blue sky as the ruling class of feudal society represented by Xiao Yuchun.

In a daze, Song Mingzhe seemed to have returned to his childhood, he still had a fleshy bun face, Gan Bao had just learned to walk, his aunt was still very young, and his grandfather didn't have so many gray hairs at the temples.On summer nights, my grandfather would ask everyone to move the chairs under the grape arbor to enjoy the coolness. The cattail fan in his hand fluttered up and down, telling stories about fox fairies and ghosts.Ganbao listened intently to the story, and didn't notice that the persimmon in his hand was snatched by him. It was too late to react, and he had already sent the persimmon to his five internal organs temple.Aunt happily wiped the sugar stains off Gan Bao's mouth, and she and Gan Bao chased and fought around grandfather's recliner.

Such a happy family, Song Mingzhe heard the carefree laughter of his childhood in his dream, and his body seemed to be flying happily along with it.Song Mingzhe wanted to reach out to rub his grandfather's knees again, to beat his aunt's shoulders, and to exchange a few copper coins for sesame cakes.

"Pfft—" The young woman's laughter came from nowhere, accompanied by the sound of stones falling into the vessel.

Song Mingzhe was extremely reluctant to open his eyes, and suddenly his eyes were dazzled by the light of the white silver coins, he immediately picked up the silver pieces in the bowl, observed the color against the sun, and then saw Linglong girl condescendingly smiling at him .

He wiped his face in embarrassment, and at least wiped off some of the dust on his face, showing a shy smile, "Long time no see."

Miss Linglong looked at Song Mingzhe's beggar's outfit with great interest, and teased, "I haven't seen you for a few months, I didn't expect that little doctor Song has already established a business in the beggar gang. Why is this a special visit to see me because of the people's feelings?"

Song Mingzhe scratched the back of his head and showed his tried-and-tested face, "Of course I came to visit you. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you come here?" At the end of the speech, he was confident and confident with a little childishness.

Miss Linglong changed the basket she was carrying on her hand, half squatted down and helped Song Mingzhe dust off his body naturally. "Earlier, I was taught in Baicao Hall that any disease comes from the mouth, you are covered in mud, and you are not afraid of old man Song to beat you to death."

When mentioning grandfather, Song Mingzhe's face darkened, he gritted his teeth and whispered, "My grandfather passed away some time ago."

Miss Linglong is such an astute person, she sensed that Song Mingzhe's description was wrong, so she naturally had no excuse to ask. "Hurry up and go back with me to wash it up. You smell so bad that you'll disgust the food overnight."

"Does it smell good? Does it smell good to me?" Song Mingzhe raised his sleeves and sniffed it, but he was still a dead duck mouth and justified a few words. When Pidianpidian followed Linglong girl, he didn't forget to put Bring his begging jar.

"It smells so good, um, it smells so good." Song Mingzhe held the flower-scented soap and couldn't help smelling it, wishing he could eat it in one bite.Linglong filled the tub with hot water and brought clean clothes for a change, "I borrowed a suit of clothes from Brother Wu next door. You wash them well and see if they fit. If they don't fit, I'll change them for you tonight." Mingzhe was still dawdling by the barrel and refused to go into the water, his eyebrows immediately raised, as if scolded by a mother, "Why don't you go down quickly, I will only be willing to strip you naked and throw you down."

"You, you, you go out first!" Song Mingzhe is not used to being surrounded by people watching and taking a bath. Linglong girl sneered and turned her back. When Song Mingzhe was changing clothes and took off halfway, she suddenly turned around in a pretentious manner, which made Song Mingzhe squeak Wow screaming, almost no one fell headfirst into the bucket, Linglong, who succeeded in pranking, smiled complacently behind Song Mingzhe's back.

Song Mingzhe who was soaking in the warm water let out a comfortable snort, Linglong pinched her nose and threw the dirty clothes he had changed out of the door. "Why did you come here alone? I thought you would come down to play with the little prince."

Song Mingzhe looked down at the tattoo on his chest, "I didn't tell him that I was here."

"Arguing? I said what are you two doing? You are always noisy when you are together, and you miss each other when you are not together." Linglong found a relatively clean cloth bag from the pile of clothes and opened it. Wrapped layer by layer, revealing the incomplete jade fan bones inside.She naturally recognized the owner of the fan bone at a glance, shook her head, and placed Song Mingzhe on the clothes she was going to change into.

Song Mingzhe slapped the surface of the water, and the spreading ripples disturbed the reflection of his haggard oval face. "Why did you come here? I thought that when you left the capital, you also went to a beautiful place in the south of the Yangtze River to retire."

"I'm originally from here." Miss Linglong frowned, removed the gold and jade decorations in the capital, and the Jingchai sarong, still has a special charm, which can support the sign of the oiran of Furong Building.Linglong Xu was muttering something, "I grew up in Yaojia Village not far from Xueyongguan. I stayed in the capital for a long time and missed my hometown, so the fallen leaves came back." Song Mingzhe gave a moment so that he could hold his chest and yell for help. Before he could turn around, Song Mingzhe had already fallen asleep with his head tilted against the wooden barrel.

Miss Linglong added a lot of hot water to him, but he didn't wake up.Linglong closed the door lightly, and let him fall asleep.

When Song Mingzhe woke up, the water in the bucket was a little cold, and Linglong was nowhere to be seen, so he dried himself off and changed into the old clothes next to Mu Tong.The clothes were a little old, but the starch was very clean. Song Mingzhe smelled the saponins, and had the illusion of helping his aunt to dry the clothes in a trance.

He changed his clothes and went out, turned around, and found the kitchen precisely by smelling the smell.The hobby of eating is a hobby that he can't give up in two lifetimes. In his previous life, his skill was at its pinnacle when a group of takeaways passed by him. With a twitch of his nose, he knew whether the delivery was curry chicken rice or fried rice with shredded pork with green peppers.

Miss Linglong took out the pot helmet and fried two small dishes. Song Mingzhe was like a greedy kitten, wandering around the stove for a long time.

"Guokui is enough, just eat. I will buy some meat for you tomorrow when I go out, and I will cook you two delicious dishes." As soon as Miss Linglong put the food on the table, Song Mingzhe couldn't wait to take the chopsticks to the battle, eating without looking up , Mouth vaguely agreed.Although many people who have never tasted Guokui will think that Guokui is a kind of delicacy, in fact, the people in the northwest mainly choose it because it is easy to preserve. If it is really delicious, it is certainly not as good as the white flour steamed buns and refined rice in the south.

For Song Mingzhe, who hasn't had a full meal for a long time, Guokui is also excellent. It is said that three years of border defense is a sow like Chanjuan.After three days of starvation, Song Mingzhe's Guokui is better than any delicacies from mountains and seas.

"Do you know where I can find General Gu?" He took the time to ask the question with his mouth full, which proved that the friendship between him and General Gu was solid and unshakable.