Gu Dongfang, the proud one

Gu Zhaoyang sat by the small medicine stove with a serious face and guarded the fire, his immature face was flushed red by the light of the fire, it was really cute.

At this moment, he is not the King of Medicine Gu who will be famous in the court and the public in the future, but he can cook a few ordinary decoctions for nourishing blood and nourishing the body.

Unexpectedly, I would meet this person at this time.

Gu Zhaoyang closed his eyes, and took away the complicated expression in his eyes.

The pulse condition is chaotic, sinking, fast and slow, and the Yang fire is extremely strong, showing signs of returning to light.

From a personal point of view, it would only be due to the different skills of martial arts practitioners, but Gu Zhaoyang knew that he... probably had already started to practice the Sunflower Canon.

Clenching the handle of the fan tightly, Gu Zhaoyang's expression remained unchanged, but there was a dull pain in his heart. What the eunuch wrote, even the most precious treasure in the world, would turn into poison. How could he... just believe it?

Thinking of all the unbearable rumors in the arena at that time, Gu Zhaoyang bit his lower lip, and his sleeves tightened slightly.

You can't blame that person for not loving himself, he's just too arrogant, you can't blame that person for being too cruel, he's just too unwilling... It's all because I didn't meet him earlier.

The sound of water suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

With a light sigh, he turned off the stove, filtered the medicine residue with a special fine snow gauze, and poured out a bowl of decoction that was fried until it was dark brown and slightly golden.

After thinking about it, Gu Zhaoyang took out a thin-necked cold jade vial from the medicine box, pulled out the cork, poured out a snow-white round pill, and ground half of it into it.

In a short while, the decoction that was originally exuding the bitter taste of medicinal materials turned into a bowl of clear sweet water.

That person is used to eating sweets, if you really pour him a bowl of bitter medicine, I'm afraid that he will be the one who feels distressed.

Little Gu Yaowang came out of the medicine hut with the bowl in his hands, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with using the Sanshenghua Xuedan, which is hard to find in the Jianghu, to that person's sweet mouth.

It is the rainy season, April in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yaowangzhuang is located beside the West Lake. When you go up to the three-storey high building, you can see the spring breeze of willow leaves on the vast blue waves.

The layout of the villa is unique, surrounded by peach forests on all sides, but it is a row of ninety-nine return to the original array, which hides the pavilions and pavilions in the villa, which seems to be in front of you, but not close.

Although it was the early Ming Dynasty, Zhuangzi followed the style of the previous dynasty, which was quite gorgeous and exquisite.Walking all the way to the guest room, all the servants I saw were performing ancient rituals, calling them young masters.

Gu Zhaoyang sneered, although he is the closed disciple of the elder brother and master, he is also his younger brother. This generation is not good.

After walking a few more steps, he arrived at the door, but only saw a half-open thin silk mandarin duck flower window, and Gu Zhaoyang's heart sank.

He quickly opened the door, and sure enough, there was no one in the room.The brocade gauze tent was hung high by carved gold hooks, and on the soft jade pillow, a dark and dull token pressed a scrawled letter.

The paper is the white jade xuan from the study next door, which does not get wet when exposed to water, and the ink is the best cloud ink, which will not fade for a thousand years. Gu Zhaoyang looked at it, but it was an eyesore that he had never had before.

"Dongfang Xu is very grateful for Meng Jun's rescue. It is true that he is leaving today without saying goodbye. He will definitely come to the door to thank him in the future."

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When Gu Zhaoyang arrived in a hurry, he saw a group of guards fighting a young man in white, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"This is a misunderstanding!" He shouted, "Quickly step back, don't surprise the distinguished guests."

The two sides paused, and the long sword of the young man in white with cold eyes had reached the throat of one of them, but he still drew the sheath.

Gu Zhaoyang hurriedly took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "My servant, Gu Zhaoyang, is the master of this house. Master Dongfang has something to say."

"It's Ben... I've been reckless, and I haven't thanked Your Excellency for saving my life." The young man in white was slightly startled, and raised his eyebrows, evoking a faint smile.

Gu Zhaoyang was stunned. He...has never seen him in white clothes. If he is said to be as proud as a phoenix in red clothes, he in white clothes is like a modest gentleman in ancient times, exuding jade-like luster from the inside out. But it makes people unable to move their eyes away.

The young man stared straight at himself with a pair of clever deer eyes, with pure joy and admiration in his eyes, Dongfang Bubai's smile remained the same, but his expression was much softer, he continued: "It's just that I have something important... "

Gu Zhaoyang looked up and saw that his brows and eyes were blue and black, his lips were purple, and he was actually a little paler than when he was in a coma. He was anxious and interrupted: "Young Master Dongfang, don't be obsessed with obsession. Why bother sticking to a square inch?"

A dark look flashed in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, and he immediately glanced at the dozen or so blue-clothed guards who were indistinctly forming an array to protect the young man, and said calmly, "I'm stupid, what do you mean, young master?"

Gu Zhaoyang said: "Can I go inside and talk about it in detail?"

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows, glanced slightly at the layout of the village, knowing that if no one guides him, he will never get out, so he smiled slightly and said: "Then I will be disrespectful."

Gu Zhaoyang was overjoyed, but he also knew that this person was suspicious by nature, and he would never believe him easily, not to mention that in these dreams, Qianchen even himself was in doubt, so who would believe him if he told it?

He has a temperament that can't hide things, he puts everything in his mind on the surface, and when he thinks about things, he reacts slowly, and he looks a little dazed.Dongfang Bubai looked amusedly at the serious-looking young man who was happy before worrying, then frowned and knocked himself, leading the way in front of him dejectedly.

Gu Zhaoyang walked all the way thinking about how to gain the trust of Dongfang Bubai, but it was impossible to say it directly. According to his pulse, he was in the introductory period of the Sunflower Book at this time, and it was also the stage when his internal strength was increasing. Any martial arts practitioner would If you can't resist this kind of temptation, you may be regarded as someone with ulterior motives by him.

But in terms of mind, even ten Gu Zhaoyangs can't beat him...

Gu Zhaoyang bit his lips, remembering the demeanor of his elder brother and teacher, his eyes lit up, his face was serious, he held his head up like a tall man, with his left hand behind him, "Master Dongfang, please come in."

Dongfang Bubai looked at the door, hesitantly said: "Young Master Gu...what do you mean?"

I miss you!Gu Zhaoyang bit his tongue just as he was about to speak with his hands behind his back, only then did he realize that what he was asking was...

Gu Zhaoyang looked at the two doors carved with pines, cypresses, bamboos and orchids, his eyes went dark, and he unexpectedly brought people into his room unknowingly.

This, this was too fast, Gu Zhaoyang blushed, pinched the palm of his hand fiercely, tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened, turned a corner, and pushed open the door of the study next door.

Dongfang Bubai bent his long and narrow eyes imperceptibly.

"Young master Gu, can you tell me where this place is? It looks familiar to me."

Can you be unfamiliar?The formation on Heimuya is called Xiaoguiyuan Formation, it seems that this formation in Zhuangzhong is only three points mysterious, but it is also exquisite.Just change one part at will and you can transform into another nine formations, which are endless and difficult to break through. If Ren Woxing was not familiar with this formation, he would not have been broken into the empty door that day, and that person was so tired...

Dongfang Bubai closed his eyes and said with a faint smile, "Young Master?"

Gu Zhaoyang pursed his lips, asked someone to bring the bowl of sweet water, and looked at Dongfang Bubai seriously, "This is Yaowang Village, next is Gu Zhaoyang, the No. 20 descendant of Yaowang Valley, who was traveling in Yangzhou a few days ago and met Dongfang Bubai. Young Master fainted by the roadside... Dongfang Young Master has a grudge with someone? You have been poisoned deeply and need to be recuperated urgently, it is really not suitable for you to walk around..."

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows slightly, Medicine King Valley?It really didn't take much effort, he fell off the cliff with Brother Lian and died that day, who would have thought that after wandering around for so many years, there would be such a good luck.When Huanyang first woke up, he found that his body was still in good shape. He was overjoyed, but he discovered the rampant internal force of Zhiyang in his body, and he was suddenly blocked by magic.

Yaowanggu's reputation in Jianghu is not obvious, but he knows that even the imperial doctor of the old emperor in Beijing may not have the exquisite medical skills of an apprentice of Yaowanggu.

Back then, when he was almost driven into obsession by the powerful internal force, he once got a pill from Ping Yizhi, which was called the Erlong Body Protection Pill.As long as the pill enters the throat, it not only smoothes the internal force, but also strengthens the meridians a hundred times, and since then the martial arts have improved rapidly.According to what Ping Yizhi said, he is just the registered disciple of Master Yaowanggu.

"Cough, cough cough..." Gu Zhaoyang tried his best to keep a straight face, "Hanging the pot to help the world is my duty. You don't have to doubt Dongfang. I think Dongfang's complexion is not good. I'd better drink the medicine first."

The sweet-looking little girl smiled and came forward with a medicine bowl, and said softly, "My lord, please use it."

Gu Zhaoyang's face darkened, who put such a beautiful girl here to entertain guests?Still smiling so seductively!This damages the face of Yao Wanggu!

Dongfang Bubai is not a fool, even though he is still young and his mind is a little confused, he can still see that the young man in front of him has no ill intentions towards him, and is even trying hard...to please himself?Oh, that's interesting.

After gulping down the medicine, Dongfang Bubai pursed his lips slightly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, but he calmly took the veil and wiped the medicine stains on the corners of his lips.

Seeing that he had taken the medicine, Gu Zhaoyang rolled his black eyes, waved his hand to order the maids who were waiting in the study to retreat, and then said solemnly: "Young Master Dongfang has been restless at night lately, his whole body is hot and hot, and his internal energy is soaring. Gong stagnation?"

"That's true." Dongfang Bubai said slowly, "According to what Young Master Gu said, is this caused by poisoning?"

Hooked!Gu Zhaoyang was overjoyed, tried his best to put on a serious face, and nodded, "Young Master Dongfang has been tricked! To be honest, this is a poison made by a scum in my Medicine King Valley, and it cannot be detected by idlers. Using an evil technique to run the internal force will captivate the mind!"

This statement is both true and false, the Sunflower Book is a good skill, but the eunuch is obsessed with martial arts, when he wrote the book, he wanted to leave his own experience in martial arts, but he didn't think about how his meridians run in the same way as ordinary people?As a result, later generations marked: "If you want to practice this skill, you must first come from the palace."

There are not many Sima Qian in the world. It is only natural that a man who has been tortured will gradually wear down his will. Although Dongfang Bubai has a strong will, when he reaches the peak, he can't even find his life goal.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhaoyang's eyes darkened.

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows slightly.