There's A Beauty

Chun, the sound is the same as stupid, this is the year name set for Emperor Chun by the ministers after a lot of discussion.Emperor Chun was still ignorant, but others secretly ridiculed him, and those sycophants and treacherous eunuchs used his name to amass money wantonly, plundering the common people, and tearing apart the good Jin country.

When General Huwei attacked the capital, for a moment or two, Emperor Chun thought of committing suicide, but lost all courage when he saw the hanged body of the Empress Dowager.He wanted to live, desperately wanted to live, and even lingering on his last breath was better than leaving no bones.So he took out the treasure map kept by the royal family for thousands of years in exchange for such an opportunity.After being stabbed in the heart by General Huwei, somehow, his muddled thinking began to clear up, and he gradually realized that even if he gave the treasure, the other party might not keep his word.In this world now, crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, unloading mills and killing donkeys is the norm.

Fortunately, the blood of the royal family was needed to open the underground palace, so Emperor Chun survived to the end without incident.To be honest, although General Huwei behaved rudely, he was not bad to him. If you hate him, you hate him, if you insult him, you insult him, but he never beat him, and he never forgot to protect his safety at the first moment of danger.

After being rescued by General Huwei several times in a row, Emperor Chun thought to himself a little bit embarrassed and a little bit happy: This guy seems to have a lot of affection for me, although I don't like his rough face, but he can be perfunctory.In this way, it is better than being unloaded and killed after finding the treasure.

But after going down to the underground palace, Emperor Chun realized that he was being passionate.The person that General Huwei admires is not him at all, but another soul hidden in this body.They would exchange dominance every time they fell asleep, but neither of them had any memory of when they were awake.

No wonder General Huwei would hug him to sleep every night, but the next day he would rudely throw him away; no wonder he would always protect him even if he was very impatient.But it was too late, and I don't know where the soul came from, so it used a demon to occupy the body, and threw Emperor Chun into a so-called body of Emperor Chun.

Emperor Chun stared at the ugly face in the mirror, unable to accept the reality for a long time.Even if he was stupid, mediocre and incompetent, his father would always add "embroidered pillow" when scolding him.He is not ashamed, but proud of it, the idiot is the idiot, after all, it is a beautiful idiot, which is also pleasing to the eye.

But now, even this last advantage has been taken away, how can Emperor Chun be reconciled?He thought, no matter who owns this body, since he has used it for more than ten years, it is considered his own. Isn't that person able to move his soul?I will also find an expert to move it back!

Therefore, even if he was humiliated and beaten by the soldiers of the Huwei army in turn, he would still fall tightly behind the team and would not relax.Wherever the boy goes, he will go there, so as not to lose this beautiful skin.He gradually realized that he was really different from before. When the young man suffered from physical pain because of riding a horse, he ran for a whole day without blisters on the soles of his feet, let alone panting; Bark and grass roots; in order to get a bite to eat, he also helped the little soldiers feed and brush the horses, and became proficient in practice.

On the one hand, he felt sad for his own depravity, and on the other hand, he was grateful for his strong body. If this body was as fragile as that of a young man, he might have died hundreds of times.He secretly observed the young man, and became more and more jealous of his good luck. Although he was using the same skin, why did General Huwei treat him so gently, but he treated himself as cruelly as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves.What kind of guards left and right, risking their lives to save each other, the whole **** is farting!In fact, he just couldn't bear to hurt the boy's body even a little bit!

Emperor Chun held a piece of dry food and gnawed on it carefully, but his red eyes stared at the front with extreme unwillingness.Thinking back when he was clamoring for a bowl of rice porridge, General Huwei had a nose instead of a nose and eyes not eyes, and poured water on his head one after another, almost freezing him to death!Now, seeing that the young man was a little thinner due to traveling along the road, he actually spent hundreds of taels of silver to buy several bags of green rice for the other party.

His grandma's!The same people, why is the gap so big?In what way is that kid better than me?Emperor Chun touched the rough and yellow skin on his face, and his straight back couldn't help but bow.He quickly finished his dry food and ran up the river to take a bath.

"Taking a bath three times a day can always make this skin whiter?" He hid behind a big rock and rubbed his arms vigorously. Suddenly, a rush of water came from behind, which made his heart beat.This place is far away from the camp, if you encounter ferocious beasts, it will really make you feel uncomfortable every day.He tried his best to breathe slowly, looked out through the cracks in the stone, and then froze.

What came was not a beast, but it was more terrifying than a beast. It was the bearded General Huwei.He threw the young man on his shoulders into the shallow water area, and before he got up, he pressed him over, and said in a deep voice, "Now, this body belongs to you completely. If I do you, will you be willing?" Give?"

The boy didn't answer, but put his two long white legs around General Huwei's waist, the meaning was self-evident.

Emperor Chun was stunned for a few breaths before cursing secretly: Damn, I thought you were so noble and noble, so you are also a butt seller!

In just a short while, General Huwei had stripped off the boy's clothes, hugged him naked into his arms, then turned over and made him sit on his waist and abdomen.The two lay in shallow water kissing, touching and moaning.The boy's skin was very fair, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of gold in the magnificent and yellow sunset, which made people dazzled and fascinated.

Even Emperor Chun, who had inspected this body countless times, knew for the first time that there was such a demonic allure hidden in it.His eyes were straightened, and a stream of clear liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth.

On the other side, General Huwei had already inserted his fingertips into the young man's back acupoint, gently scratched and scratched, and asked tirelessly over and over again, "Is it here? Is it here?"

The boy shook his head and hummed.From this angle, Emperor Chun could only see his shiny black hair fluttering in the wind, as well as his high buttocks and the pink chrysanthemum hole with foreign objects inserted.it's beautiful!Prettier than all his concubines and servants!

Suddenly, the boy shouted with a long tail, and his body trembled accordingly.That sound was a little hoarse, but also a little tactful, with an inexplicable rhythm, which made people blush and heartbeat after hearing it, and couldn't help themselves.Emperor Chun's whole body was limp, except for one place that was as hard as iron, presumably the general Huwei who was riding by him was also the same.

It turns out that people are really different from each other, from expressions to movements, from eyes to voice, if you change the core, it seems to be completely reborn.

General Huwei couldn't stand it any longer, he pushed his own giant object into the bottom, he moved very fast, stirring up the river water, but none of these sounds could cover up the young man's high and low groans .He was picked up, his two white-washed legs dangled in the general's arms, throwing out many crystal water splashes, but his hips fell straight down, being rammed by the giant over and over again.

The two of them stood, lay down, or lay on their sides, changed many positions, and finally both ejaculated amidst the long screams of the young man.Emperor Chun watched with his own eyes a string of white turbidity shot out from his pink bell mouth, which slowly melted after falling into the stream, and then floated towards him, so he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva secretly.General Huwei took out the thing behind him, poked his finger in and gently scraped the belt, making more turbidity.

Knowing that the distance was a bit far, and that the white turbidity had already merged with the river water when it floated in front of him, Emperor Chun still took a handful of water, sniffed it, and then he was taken aback by himself.Damn it!Sure enough, it's getting more and more depraved, even smelling like this!

After the two left, Emperor Chun quickly ran out and scrubbed his body repeatedly, but he couldn't help recalling the scene just now in his mind.So white, so tender, so flexible, I didn't realize until I was fifteen or sixteen that this body was still a stunner!

It's also considered his fate, General Huwei relaxed his vigilance when he was burning with desire, and he didn't notice that he was peeping at all, otherwise he would have raised his knife to slash people.When he returned to the camp, he found that he could no longer look directly at the boy who was lying limp in the general's arms, but he couldn't help but inquire about the other's every move.

The young man seemed to be highly respected by Liu Wen and the others, and his opinions would be listened to on every major matter in the army, and the general even obeyed his advice.In this way, he was not a useless embroidered pillow like himself.It took him five years to dig a canal to bring water from the Yellow River into the arid northwestern provinces, turning this place from a barren land into a fertile south of the Yangtze River.After hearing the news, many refugees who had suffered from wars migrated here, forming one bustling city after another.

Astronomy, geography, actuarial calculation, and civil engineering, he seems to know everything and be omnipotent, and he has also trained the five big and three rough General Huwei to become the Northwest King who is not angry but powerful and unpredictable.On the day when General Huwei conquered Zhongtu and proclaimed himself king from the ground, Emperor Chun hid among the millions of soldiers, looked at the rough man who ran down the throne to lead the young man, and spat in a low voice, "Bah, you are so ugly, you deserve it!"

Someone next to him heard it, and twisted his arm hard, "Don't take a piss to see how ugly you are!"

Emperor Chun snorted coldly, and finally lowered his head in shame.He doesn't want this skin, for fear of ruining it.

On the day of the master's death, Youshu also fell into a deep sleep, and Liu Wen secretly transported the bodies of the two back to the underground palace for burial.Another 600 years of reincarnation, Meng Changye's body has long since turned into fly ash, only a gleaming golden dragon robe remains at the bottom of the coffin.

Youshu didn't touch the master's relic, but climbed out of the coffin, preparing to leave through the secret passage.Judge Lu, who was sealed on the stone gate by him, hurriedly shouted, "Young Master Ji, when will you let Lu go out? It has been more than six hundred years now!"

Youshu, who had already stepped out of the stone gate, turned around and burned the talisman with her fingertips.Judge Lu, as if he had been pardoned, kowtowed to thank him again and again, then got into the ground and ran fast.Youshu stared at the Shimen, which was vacant for no reason, and couldn't help frowning: This seems a bit ugly, do you want to bring him back?

Forget it, let him go.After a while, he shook his head slowly, and finally walked out of the hall at a leisurely pace. As soon as he stepped out of the hall door, he saw a note stuck on a pillar, which read: Take some money before leaving, so as not to be hungry look at yourself!

Yes, a penny is hard for a hero, how can he go outside without money?Youshu suddenly realized that she hurriedly opened the innermost palace room and came out with a bag of gold leaves. Just as she was about to close the stone gate, she saw a note pasted on it: The money is not in vain, so keep it carefully!

Without thinking about it, he knew that this must be the master's order, even if he was dying, he was still worrying about himself.The corners of Youshu's eyes were red, and she hurriedly took apart the lining of her clothes, sewed in the gold leaves one by one, and hid a few huge night pearls in the sleeve pockets, which was enough.After several generations of accumulation, the treasures in the underground palace are several times more than before. They are full and piled up into mountains. If the world finds out, they will be crazy about it.

After Youshu got out of the Tiankeng, she immediately sealed the secret passage, and set up layer after layer of magic circles to ensure that no one could enter except herself and her master, so she gave up.Seeing that it was getting dark, he made a torch and staggered down the mountain. As soon as he arrived at the official road, he saw a group of officials on horseback approaching rapidly.

"I found it, this person is Song Youshu!" The leading officer stared at the young man carefully, and then shouted loudly.

"Run! Let's see where you are going!" Everyone got off their horses one after another, and without saying a word, they put shackles on Youshu's head and shackles on his feet.

"What are you arresting me for?" Youshu was puzzled, wondering if it was like last time, she met someone who looked exactly like me, and left a mess?

"Why are you pretending to be stupid? Our young master was put to death by you, who else will you arrest if you don't arrest him?" The officer rushed back to report, pushed the man into the prison cart and galloped on horseback.

Poor Youshu was so shaken that his viscera were displaced, and he almost spit out bile. At the same time, he did not forget to think about his situation: First of all, there seemed to be someone in this world who looked so similar to him that these The officer made a mistake as soon as he arrived.Where the other party is now, whether it is dead or alive, needs to be verified.If she is still alive, Youshu will definitely find out the other party, and she will never take the blame for him; if she is dead, she will make the same mistake, and hang herself under the person's household registration, so she can walk around to find her master.

Since "the eldest young master was put to death", it can be seen that the man should be a doctor, and he also offended the dignitaries. If he wants to get out of trouble, he must save the sufferer.Thinking of this, You Shu made up his mind, put his hand into his sleeve pocket, and touched the Yin-Yang Enlightenment Pen.

It was already night when the group arrived at the government office, and there were two lanterns hanging on the beam of the door, and they wrote "Jizhou Taishoufu" in big gold characters.It was only then that Youshu realized that the so-called young master should be the young master of the prefect's mansion, the son of a high-ranking official, but he didn't know whether it was a concubine or a concubine.While thinking about it, he had already been taken into prison by the officials to await trial. The guards knew that this man had killed the young master, and they had to wait for the magistrate to take care of him in person, so they took the wine bottle and went to the outside room, laughing and laughing after a while The ground issued a drinking order.

Youshu sat on the ground, and said slowly, "Tell me, what's going on?"

A starving ghost devoured a yin-yang vitality talisman, and reported in detail, "My lord, you are really unlucky! Song Youshu knew that she couldn't escape this catastrophe, so she jumped into the river and died. Her body rushed to Hualongtan. Being gnawed into a skeleton by a fish, it was you who came here to take the blame..."

This story was a bit long and bizarre, which made Youshu stunned when she heard it.To be honest, this Song Youshu is also a character, he is from Cangzhou, he was born in a medical family, his mother is Song's eldest daughter-in-law, but he is not loved by her husband, and was eventually killed by a concubine, leaving the youngest son helpless.Master Song didn't get any good rewards, and died of a sudden illness two or three years later, leaving all his family fortune to his eldest son who was born to his concubine.

Song Youshu has long been abandoned by her concubine, unable to study or study medicine. She was dispatched to Jizhou at a young age and lived on the one tael of silver donated by her elder brother every month.When he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he didn't know what kind of luck he had. He saw a deer in the wild save his dying companion with a stalk of divine grass. favorites.

He originally wanted to pick a few more plants according to the appearance of the divine grass, but after searching for several days but found nothing, he had to give up, and later relied on these grass roots to treat people's diseases.It's strange to say that no matter what symptoms other people have, as long as they drink the boiling water soaked in this divine herb, they will be cured in an instant, and Song Youshu has gradually become known as a miracle doctor.But no matter how good the divine grass is, there will be a day when it runs out. No, when the eunuch forcibly arrested him to treat his son-in-law's illness, his divine grass had been boiled until there was no residue left, so he had to rub a few mud balls on his body indiscriminately. He handed it over, saying that the medicine was cured, and then fled while the prefect was relaxing.

The prefect is an important member of the party, Jizhou is full of his eyeliner, how can he run for a while?As long as the prefect couldn't find him, he would go to the Song family in Cangzhou, and then tell his mother-in-law and elder brother about the scandals he had done. Song Youshu felt ashamed and angry, and jumped into the river when he couldn't think about it.

"So, the eldest son is really dead?" Youshu frowned.

"It's been three days since I died, Hun'er was taken away by ghost messengers from the underworld, I saw it with my own eyes." The starving ghost swore.

Youshu nodded, but she didn't find it difficult. She was about to ask the jailer to pass a message in the front hall, but a chubby middle-aged man hurried in, with obvious anger on his face, "Song Youshu, this The official wants you to pay with your life! Come here and execute the sentence, don't let him die too happily!"

The eunuch only had this one single seedling, and he usually held it in his palm for fear of falling, and held it in his mouth for fear of melting, but unexpectedly let a quack doctor kill him, and he even wanted to kill him alive.

Seeing that he was serious, Youshu quickly stood up and cupped her hands, "Wait a minute, there is no disease in this world that I, Song, can't cure. Don't say that your son has died for three days, or three years. As long as the body does not rot, Song will die." It will be able to pull him back from the gate of hell!"

Seeing his firm tone and proud expression, the eunuch hesitated a bit.The captain beside him hurriedly said, "Master, don't listen to his nonsense. This may be his plan to delay the attack. After you release him, Yue Mo will run away again."

Youshu pointed to the shackles under her feet, "If you don't believe me, just tie me up with a chain. My lord, saving people is the most important thing, please make a decision as soon as possible. It's this time, who else can you turn to for help besides Song, then Treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. If Eldest Young Master still can't wake up this time, it won't be too late for you to kill me again."

The prefect thought so, and hurriedly asked the jailer to release him, and chained him to the backyard.In the courtyard, white lanterns have been lit, banners for summoning souls have been hung, and the servants who come and go have sad expressions on their faces.Before approaching the mourning hall, a woman was heard crying, "My son, it was your mother who killed you! If your mother hadn't offended the genius doctor Zhou, if your mother would put down her body and beg her, you would definitely not die! Mother is wrong, mother might as well go with you..."

"Doctor Zhou?" Youshu glanced at the starving ghost.

The other party quickly explained, "Miraculous doctor Zhou is a female doctor with amazing medical skills. She can disembowel someone and sew you back up again. She was alive and kicking within two months. She was originally from Jizhou and lived in the Jizhou mansion. Opened a pharmacy, but coincidentally, the prefect's wife also opened a pharmacy, and she took all the business away, so the two fought openly and secretly. In this world, how can ordinary people fight to be an official? Dr. Zhou was almost tricked by the prefect's wife It was ruined, and finally moved to Cangzhou with the help of the nobleman, and the matter was settled. The eldest son suffered from intestinal gangrene, which was an incurable disease in the past, but this week the doctor cured seven or eight of them one after another. After the eunuch heard about it Originally planning to find her, but the magistrate's wife firmly opposed it, so Song Youshu was invited. It's also because of Song Youshu's bad luck. If he still has some divine grass left in his hand, even if he only has half a root, he can still become famous. It's a pity Ah, what a pity..."

While the starving ghost was sighing, Youshu's full attention was attracted to that week's genius doctor.The so-called intestinal gangrene is appendicitis, which was indeed an incurable disease in ancient times, and patients had no other choice but to die from pain.However, Dr. Zhou was able to cure her, and even opened her stomach and re-sewed it up. It is not difficult to see that she inherited the surgical skills of Western medicine.

This is obviously far beyond the level of medical development of the time. It can be seen that this person's origin is very strange, but no matter how weird it is, it has nothing to do with Youshu. He just needs to settle the troubles and find the master.

You Shu Dingling entered the mourning hall with a bang, and just as soon as he met the prefect's wife, he was almost scratched.He sideways avoided, took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his sleeve pocket, and shook out the yin-yang attune pen, quickly wrote the soul-calling talisman, and stuck it on the forehead of the deceased.The Eldest Young Master has been dead for three days, fortunately it is the middle of winter, the weather is freezing cold, the body has not been destroyed, and there are still rescues.

The prefect originally thought that he would prescribe medicine by taking the pulse, or massage, but as soon as he came in, he wrote a talisman to summon the soul, and he was a little dazed for a while.The prefect's wife also stopped crying and opened her eyes wide.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and call his name!" You Shu urged in a cold voice.

Only then did the crowd come back to their senses, and with the mentality of "I'd rather believe it than believe it," they shouted one after another, "Wu Zixuan, come back quickly! Parents are waiting for you at home! Wu Zixuan, Wu Zixuan..."

In the mourning hall, there was a gust of gloomy wind, flickering candles, and the white flag unexpectedly revealed a human face with a nose and eyes, which nearly scared the servants who were close to me into fainting.However, the more this happened, the more convinced the eunuch and his wife were, they yelled until their throats were filled with smoke, and they didn't dare to stop without authorization.

You Shu stared at Fangliang, wondering what she was thinking.Just now the prefect who thought he was talking nonsense and trying to get rid of the crime, now thinks he is unpredictable and difficult to fathom.

After shouting for three quarters of an hour, a whirlwind suddenly blew in from outside the door, rolling the paper money all over the floor into a column.It circled the prefect and his wife a few times before slowly approaching the coffin.Everyone was stunned, Qiqi thought in his heart: Could it be that the young master really returned to life?

"Stop shouting, he's back." Youshu answered everyone's doubts, uncovered the soul-calling amulet on the forehead of the corpse, and ignited it with a light flick.

This move caused everyone to exclaim again, so that they didn't hear Dr. Song's order clearly.

"I said get me a bowl of hot water, hurry up." You Shu had to repeat.

"Okay, okay, I'm going now!" The prefect's wife came back to her senses, and went to the tea room to ask for a bowl of hot water.

Youshu threw the burning talisman into the water, stirred it with her fingertips, then lifted the corpse, opened the jaw, poured it into the throat, and ordered, "Bring a spittoon here."

Everyone didn't dare to be negligent, and gave whatever they wanted, but they saw Dr. Song put the spittoon on the young master's chest, patted him on the back, and shouted, "Wu Zixuan, it's time to wake up!"

There was a crash, and the already cold corpse opened its mouth, spitting out a lot of foul-smelling black water, which made everyone scream in unison, "Fake corpse! This, this, this, this, this is a corpse! Madam, Mrs. Run now!"

"Can you fucking speak? That's not a fake corpse, it's my son's job!" The prefect was ecstatic, and the prefect's wife asked, "Mr. Song, my son is really alive? How could he spit out So much dirt?"

"This is the water in the Wangchuan River. If he doesn't spit it out, he won't remember who you are, let alone who he is. If you spit it out, you will be clear, no problem." Youshu explained briefly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Young Master Wu woke up leisurely. He first looked at the boy who was supporting him, then at his parents, and said in a hoarse voice, "I, what's wrong with me? How could I be lying in a coffin? ?”

Even people who forded the Wangchuan River can be rescued, what is the origin of Dr. Song, it is not an exaggeration to praise his skill!The eunuch stepped forward to help his son, and at the same time he thought to himself in fear: "It's a good luck not to offend this true God to death, it's a good luck!"

The prefect's wife hurriedly put the hands that had scratched Dr. Song into her sleeves, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

The staff member who had previously asserted that Dr. Song was a charlatan was terrified. Seeing that the man's ankles were still in shackles, he quickly ordered loudly, "Quick, go to the prison to find the key. Mr. Song is still locked!"

The prefect was also in a cold sweat, and when the key was delivered, he knelt down to unlock it himself.Youshu didn't care about everyone's arrogant and respectful attitude, and said slowly, "Save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, so that although the son is alive, the root cause of the disease has not been cured, you stay away for a while, wait for me to perform the operation." .”

"Okay, okay, Mr. Lao Song, there is labor, there is labor!" The eunuch stepped back and bowed, with a sincere and fearful expression.