Time-traveling Famous Doctors Are Hard to Find

Song Mingzhe walked back happily with two packs of Laba porridge ingredients, and suddenly felt like he was on two boats.Whether to go back to cook porridge for Linglong first, or go to the store to cook porridge with Li Hao's uncooked rice, ah bah, cook porridge together, this is a question.At the crossroads of the dilemma, Song Mingzhe struggled with the time for a cup of tea, and decided to make a cup of tea for Li Hao in the store, and then send it to Linglong.

Those who have been on two boats throughout the ages, your wisdom in life has not been used on the right path.

Song Mingzhe was cooking porridge clumsily in the store. Su Ta told him today that he should go home early. Fortunately, no one came to the store today. Song Mingzhe took on the posture of a big boss and readily gave Su Ta a vacation. By the way, the door of the store was also closed.If Linglong came to check the turnover, she would definitely be angry, Song Mingzhe was a little cautious.I used to watch my aunt do it, but I didn't expect that cooking by myself is not as easy as it seems.

But who is Song Mingzhe, the ice-snow and clever little prince of Baicaotang, who took care of five medicine furnaces alone at his peak, claiming to be the perfect combination of speed and skill.Song Mingzhe offered a small bowl of porridge to Li Hao who was lying on the bed in a big way.

Li Hao sniffed it first, then tasted it tentatively, grinning his teeth and expressing that he was about to burn someone to death.Song Mingzhe wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled, thinking that he seemed to have picked up a husky from outside, so cute and cute.

"I still have something to do, you eat first." Song Mingzhe was like a whirlwind of peach blossoms blowing on his face, stepping on an invisible hot wheel under his feet, and flew out.

Li Hao recovered his paralyzed expression, put down the empty bowl, his eyes were full of deep meaning, "Tianxin fetches rice, Gu Mingchong's move is too despising of me." The fierce light and murderous look in the fiery eyes, Song Mingzhe Where did he pick up a husky and it was clearly a wolf with human nature.

Song Mingzhe put another bowl on top of the porridge bowl, wrapped it with a small quilt, wrapped it again, wrapped it up again, full of joy of success, but bumped into Linglong at the main entrance.It's not that Song Mingzhe boasted, if it was someone else, the porridge bowl in his hand would be smashed to the ground, but who is Song Mingzhe, his reaction skills are invincible, and he used himself as a cushion to rescue the porridge bowl down.

"What's the matter, didn't the fall hurt you?" Linglong rushed to help Song Mingzhe.Lying on the ground, Song Mingzhe couldn't help but feel that Miss Linglong is really a girl who has seen big scenes in the capital and knows how to dress up. The wound on her face was slightly powdered by her, and it was no longer obvious.She used plum blossom glue for the marks on her forehead, and a collar of green fox fluff around her chin.

Song Mingzhe yelled twice, pretending to be weak, "Help me up quickly, the ground is so fucking cold."

Miss Linglong laughed twice, and extended her hand to Song Mingzhe.Song Mingzhe sat up cleverly and half-sit up, and handed the porridge bowl to Linglong, "I cooked it for you, today Laba is to drink Laba porridge, isn't it a surprise?"

The joy on Miss Linglong's face was just emerging, but she suppressed it back, "I still have business to discuss today, why don't you come with me? Put the porridge bowl at home first."

Song Mingzhe reluctantly put down the porridge bowl, as if reluctantly parting from life and death, and when he was about to leave, he turned his head frequently and looked at it for a long time.

Song Mingzhe sat beside the stone pier in front of someone's house, watching people come and go very bored.Although the people in Xueyongguan have suffered a lot from wars, they have recuperated in the past two years. Most of them have an old sheepskin waistcoat, leather jacket or something.Song Mingzhe turned his head and saw Linglong talking to a young man in military uniform. She was smiling and making gestures from time to time. Song Mingzhe felt that this man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Probably Song Mingzhe squatting on the ground sucking his nose was too downcast, a few copper coins fell from the sky, rolled on the snow and landed on the tip of his shoes.Song Mingzhe burst into ecstasy, could it be that Hong Qigong rewarded himself with a bowl of rice, and it took a while to realize that he had washed his hands from the begging gold basin.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you become a beggar?" It was still the familiar voice and familiar smell.

"Zhuzhu!" He Zhuzhu was dressed in military uniform, covered with gorilla felt, standing in the snow like a ball of passionate fire.Song Mingzhe was overjoyed, and wanted to give her a hug from relatives and friends, but the cold-faced soldiers on both sides blocked it with the sabers in their hands very rudely.

Song Mingzhe lowered his arms in embarrassment, not knowing where to put them, "Little General Gu is back? I heard that you were training troops on the front line, but you didn't find anyone. You almost slept on the street."

He Zhuzhu's attitude was natural, and she gave the servant a wink. Naturally, someone brought the white horse she rode into the mansion, "Brother Chong last night... let's not stay here at the corner gate, hurry up and get warm in the house."

Song Mingzhe was a step slower, "I came here with someone, so I won't go in."

He Zhuzhu stopped in her tracks, and glanced at the Linglong girl with lower eyebrows and pleasing eyes, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. "I don't know who this is?"

"Long Ning, I helped prepare winter clothes this year." The man with a small scar on his brow bone said, Song Mingzhe finally remembered that in the capital, this man helped prepare the wooden phoenix, but although there was moonlight that night, Song Mingzhe Mingzhe only had a vague impression of his appearance. His clothes changed in broad daylight today, and Song Mingzhe suffered from mild prosopagnosia, so he couldn't recognize him all at once.

Hearing someone say "Miss Longning", Song Mingzhe swallowed the words Linglong that came to his lips, and his slightly uneasy eyes swept from He Zhuzhu to Linglong, Linglong's face was full of smiles, attentive but not too much .

Song Mingzhe looked left and right, feeling a bad feeling.

"Since we are Xiao Xixi's friend, let's come in together." He Zhuzhu waved his hand casually, probably beside General Xiao Gu, with no parents-in-law to serve him, no sister-in-law to hinder him, He Zhuzhu started innocently The little girl has transformed into a one-of-a-kind housewife.

"Respect is worse than obedience. I have lived in Xueyongguan for a long time. I heard that my wife used dowry to prepare food and grass. You are famous all over the city. When I saw you today, you are really extraordinary." Linglong smiled decently and had a generous attitude. Mingzhe is a contrasting contrast.Even He Zhuzhu, who met for the first time, had a little more affection for her, "It's all from the villagers. It's a matter of great importance to protect the safety of the people in one side. Brother Chong is busy outside. Our daughter's family can only Helping out behind the scenes."

Song Mingzhe, who has experienced several turmoil in Beijing, was a little more vigilant for no reason, and showed his courtesy to nothing.Song Mingzhe wouldn't believe how much money could be exchanged for this business, and Linglong loves money.I remember that when she left the capital, she gave most of the head jewelry to the little sister as a souvenir, or it was good to be close to her.If she loves money, no one except herself would know the value of so many gold and jade jewelry at that time. If she doesn't love money, the business of closing a few winter clothes here will make her eyes light up with excitement?

After all, Song Mingzhe was a person who had been trained in Sima Prison and came out alive. The city government still has this idea. He stared at Linglong with one eye, and was busy greeting his former playmates warmly with the other eye.The former had a very submissive and gentle face, while the latter was busy ordering his subordinates to unload the food he had brought on the convoy.

He Zhuzhu's residence in Xueyongguan was much simpler than that in the capital, except that it occupied a larger area and had more rooms than ordinary houses around.There are two earth kangs in the meeting room, and there are daggers wrapped in red thread at home scattered by the daughter, a set of armor that is probably replaced by General Gu, and a few volumes of military books that I don’t know where to collect. .

He Zhuzhu and Song Mingzhe sat face to face drinking tea and talking. Song Mingzhe took a sip of tea and applauded repeatedly. It has been a long time since he left Beijing for a long time to taste such mellow tea.Miss Linglong entered the mansion, and did not follow He Zhuzhu, but discussed with the adjutant to check the quality of cotton in the winter clothes in detail, and gave up the space to Song Mingzhe He Zhuzhu, which greatly relieved Song Mingzhe.

"If you like it, take a couple of it home. I'm also not used to the tea foam here. It's not worthy of tea. I asked my parents to bring these from Beijing. I'm not as delicate as I am. Jingchai cloth skirt I just like this sip of tea. Brother Chong doesn't care, whether it's good or bad, he just drinks it all in one sip. I always say to him, that's not tea, it's the drink of cattle and horses." He Zhuzhu said face-to-face With a smile on her face, Song Mingzhe noticed that her brows were more tired.

Song Mingzhe was concerned in his heart, but he didn't dare to mention it in his mouth. It might involve some military secrets. I still want to save my little life for decades, even if there are no secrets. , Regarding the matter of other people's husband and wife, after all, I don't have much to say.Song Mingzhe waved to He Zhuzhu, "Come on, let me take your pulse, I can't drink your good tea for nothing."

He Zhuzhu put her hands behind her back, and blinked her eyes playfully, "I can't, every time I took my pulse before, it was not in the name of food supplements and asked me to take you to eat and drink, or because I was weak, Keep feeding me the bitter water of Coptis chinensis."

Song Mingzhe pretended to be annoyed, "You discovered all of this! Doctor Song will change his career if he can't get along!"

The two played with flower guns and played for a while, and the familiarity of their childhood made their reunion in a foreign land a little more intimate.

He Zhuzhu extended his hand to Song Mingzhe. Song Mingzhe moved his right hand. Since he came out of Sima Prison, his right hand was not very flexible.

"Well——" Song Mingzhe pondered for a while, and He Zhuzhu's big eyes like grapes from the Western Regions circled around Song Mingzhe, "Oh, why did our little Xixi think of coming to see me? The prince may come to the front line to oversee the army, you arrived in time before the soldiers and horses were mobilized..."

Song Mingzhe shook his hands, but his hands lost weight. He pressed He Zhuzhu's wrist in pain. He Zhuzhu let out a cry of pain, and Song Mingzhe quickly let go, "I'm sorry, I'm thinking about something."

He Zhuzhu rubbed her wrist, but saw Song Mingzhe's distraught look, and sighed silently in her heart.

Miss Jiaojiao has now changed into Han Chinese clothes, not as bright as Xixia's.In a small village not far from Xueyong Pass, she took a familiar detour, stopped in front of the third house in Dongtou, and knocked on the door.

"Jiaojiao is back!" The door opened a small crack, revealing a young man's face, he only saw that there was no one behind Jiaojiao, and shouted joyfully. "Father, come quickly, look who's back!"

After Jiaojiao's figure disappeared into the door, the young man looked around and no one noticed, and quickly closed the door again.

"Father, how many times have I told you that even if you have the troop deployment plan, don't let my elder brother spy on the barracks privately. It is a crime to be found out. Our whole family will be exiled to the army." Jiaojiao held Before taking two bites of his pancake, he hurriedly argued with the sharp-eyed old man in the room.

"Little girl, what do you know? You're messing around with the wolf master. We're going to get promoted and get rich." The old man looked indifferent, and the pipe knocked on the leg of the table, knocking down a lot of soot.The honest and honest man next to him was brother Jiaojiao, who was full of yes and yes to the old man.

Jiaojiao became anxious, put down the cake in her hand and was about to stand up, "Our ancestors surrendered to Daliang, so they were born in Daliang, what are you talking about the noble blood of Xixia at this time, do you really think Xixia will treat us like relatives? "

The old man made a straight face, "Jiaojiao, you have been to the Central Plains for a while, why did you speak for the people of Daliang? We surrendered to Daliang, but what does Daliang think of us? The money and food that should be paid every year are quite a lot, but We have set aside a piece of land in such a place where the birds don’t shit, what kind of farmers can we grow, anyway, it’s all about sheep herding, it’s better to go to Xixia to herd sheep for the wolf master.”

Jiaojiao's heart was like a pot of hot oil, crackling, trying to persuade the old man, "Father, think about it, if the two sides really fight, what will happen to us? It's just filling a hole in the ground, and There are not only us returnees in the village, there are also many Daliang people."

The honest brother also persuaded the younger sister, "I said Jiaojiao, Dad thinks so much of you as a daughter, so the whole family shuts the door and doesn't talk about each other. Our natural wolf blood is eaten by the wolf master. Some people whose ancestors have eaten grass for generations, you can't persuade them, wolves are born to eat meat, no matter how many generations pass, they are still wolves."

Jiaojiao was silent, as if she was persuaded, the old man and the man looked at each other, and when Jiaojiao spoke again, her voice trembled, "Brother, you forgot, when you were young, you had a rash, and it was the neighbor Cai Ma who brought you Lang Zhong, who went to the city to see, are you not afraid that you will not be able to sleep at night with what you are doing now?"

The old man stroked his beard, "I see Jiaojiao, you haven't come back for a long time, follow your brother to help out at home, if you have nothing to do, don't go out too much, you have been away from home for many years, looking strange, it is not good to come out at this time."

Jiaojiao trembled all over, but her father and brother did not allow her to distinguish anything, "Sister, brother brought you the hairpin I bought for you earlier, do you think you like it?"

This year, the snow in Xueyongguan was particularly heavy. Many old people said that they had not seen such heavy snow in ten years.