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Zhao Tu is over fifty years old, with a medium build, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dignified appearance.

Xie Ji saw that he was dressed in dust and dust, but he still couldn't hide the arrogance and restraint of someone who had been in a high position for a long time.Xie Ji was thinking like this, but he didn't expect him to take a step forward first, and cupped his hands towards Xie Ji.

Xie Ji exchanged pleasantries with him, and after the two met, Feng Qi had already greeted him out of the mountain gate.

"Why don't the nobles of the country welcome you in person!" Zhao Tu's attitude was even more respectful, and he did not show any greetings with Feng Qi.

The Taoists helped arrange the few servants and horses that Zhao Tu had brought, and Feng Qi invited him into the palace.When Xie Ji brewed tea and served it, Zhao Tu's eyes were slightly red.

Xie Ji murmured in his heart: My master's methods are too ruthless, he told a big man to tears so quickly.

Only Feng Qi sighed: "I have also heard about Ling Ai's illness."

Zhao Tu took a deep breath, took a sip from the teacup, and concealed his embarrassment, "I wonder if my lord knows Mr. Liu Ziyin, the doctor of Jingguo? I heard from Mr. Liu that the national teacher once cured this kind of disease? "

"When I went to Yasukuni when I was young, Lord Liu was in charge of receiving me, so there is some friendship." Feng Qi wrote lightly.

"Ling Ai's illness is indeed very similar to a patient I saw back then." Feng Qi picked up the teacup, and just took a sip, Zhao Tu's eyes were filled with tears, he put down the teacup, got up and bowed deeply to Feng Qi .

Feng Qi quickly helped him up, "Master Zhao, what are you doing? Please get up quickly."

Zhao Tu couldn't hide his tears anymore, he choked up and said, "Everyone says that Feng Qi Guoshi has three unique skills, one of which is the art of medicine and stones. If Master Feng Qi can't cure my little girl, then my little girl..."

Feng Qi said softly: "Master Zhao's love for his daughter is touching, Feng Qi will definitely try his best to heal her."

After hearing Feng Qi's words, Zhao Tu sighed even more, tears streaming down his face.

That night Zhao Tu slept in the guest room, Feng Qi ordered Xie Ji to pack his luggage and leave for Handan tomorrow.

The breeze was blowing, the summer insects were chirping, Xie Ji sat on the porch and fiddled with the grass poles, "How does Master count as Zhao Tuhui?"

"That Liu Ziyin is an old acquaintance of mine. He told Zhao Tu that I can heal his daughter, so Zhao Tu will naturally come." Feng Qi said.

"With such a father, my daughter should be very happy." Xie Ji sighed softly.

Feng Qi looked at him for a while, bent down, and gently stroked his hair with his hands, "Xiao Ji, she has a father, and you have a master."

Xie Ji has always been stubborn, but for some reason, hearing Feng Qi's words, he almost shed tears.

Sometimes he felt that Feng Qi was indifferent and scheming, but sometimes he felt that he was so gentle.

He pondered for a moment, sniffed, put away his self-pity, and raised his head to ask: "Can Master really cure his daughter?"

"Just listening to his description, I'm sure, but I haven't seen the patient, so I can't say enough." Feng Qi replied.

Xie Ji hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Master... what is the purpose?"

Listening to his questioning, Feng Qi didn't show any emotion, just leaned against the railing, leaned back toward the pond, and stretched his muscles and bones.The moonlight fell on his face, making his features clear and celestial.

When Xie Ji thought he would not answer again, Feng Qi said: "I have been scheming all my life, and I never trust others. In the end, I schemed and killed the person I love the most. Xiaoji, when you grow up... …don’t be like me.”

"Master!"

"Don't worry," Feng Qi waved his hand to stop him, "Although I have my purpose in this matter, it's true to go to treat illnesses and save lives this time."

The fragility just passed by, Feng Qi stood up, and walked back to the room with a slight limp.

Jingguo was established and enfeoffed at the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty. After five generations of rulers, since Fengyun's grandfather's generation, the three major clans of Han, Wei, and Zhao have become increasingly prosperous.Zhao Tu, Han Yao, and Wei Mou, who Feng Yun relied heavily on, were all high officials from seven or more counties in the fiefdom.

Handan is thousands of miles away from Haojing. It is located in the northeast of Jingguo, near Jiguo to the east, and belongs to the fiefdom of Zhao Tu, the doctor of the Qing Dynasty.Feng Qi brought more than a dozen Taoists from Tanli Palace, and followed Zhao Tu to Handan City.

Feng Qi arrived in Handan at the beginning of July, enjoying the scenery of the early autumn of Jingguo all the way.

The mansion is magnificent, and it is not inferior to that of the royal palace.Zhao Tu personally arranged Feng Qi's daily life, and wanted to cleanse him up, but Feng Qi said, "Why don't you go and see Ling Ai first."

Zhao Tu was already anxious, but he didn't dare to lose his manners in front of Feng Qi. Hearing what he said, he was very grateful.Almost skipping the polite words, he took Feng Qi and Xie Ji to a small building in the backyard.

As soon as he was admitted to the hospital, he heard scolding.Zhao Tudao: "Zhao Si, what's wrong?"

The steward paid respects to everyone, pointed to the crying maid beside him and said, "Report to my lord, this is a newly bought maidservant, she refuses to deliver food for the miss, the villain will punish her now."

Zhao Tu's face darkened, "Drag her out!"

The little servant girl was so frightened that she sat down on the ground, hugged the legs of Feng Qi who was closest, and burst into tears.Xie Ji frowned and said, "Let go of Master Feng Qi, I'm asking you for hurting his leg."

"Little halberd." Feng Qi stopped him, and was about to speak, but the housekeeper stepped forward and grabbed the little girl's arm, trying to pull her away.

Xie Ji has always been indifferent to things and people, even though he had reprimanded the little maid just now, he said at this moment: "How does Mr. Zhao want to deal with her?" He signaled the housekeeper to stop, looked down at the little maid and asked, "Why don't you give Miss a meal?" ?”

"Miss, miss's illness... I will take care of it..." The little maid burst into tears, "...I don't want to become like her..."

Zhao Tu couldn't hide his anger, and shouted: "Presumptuous! Who said Qiong Ju's disease is contagious!"

The little maid burst into tears: "...My lord, I didn't say that! They all said that!"

"Drag her out! We can't keep this kind of servant girl in our family!" Zhao Tu's face was livid.

The butler asked the servant to pull the little maid away, and the little maid was pulling Feng Qi's clothes tightly.Feng Qi persuaded: "Lord Zhao, why bother to have the same knowledge as a little girl. The right should be sold to the next face, let her stay in the mansion to make up for it."

Zhao Tu waved his hands, the two servants let go, and the little maid kowtowed to Feng Qi.

That exceptionally thin figure reminded Feng Qi of the little eunuch he knew when he was imprisoned in the palace.At the mercy of others, having fun while suffering, greedy and simple.

"Even if tens of millions of people die, I want justice." These words came out of my own mouth. However, among the tens of millions of people who died, not only those who deserved their crimes, but also these weak but innocent people .Feng Qi was suddenly disturbed, he brushed the hem of his clothes vigorously, as if he was afraid of getting dirty, but in fact he wanted to shake off the feeling of being begged.

Zhao Tu led him into the small building.The windows in the house were closed, and the lights were not turned on.Only sporadic sunlight leaked in through the cracks in the windows.There was a salty smell in the air, like the smell of a kipper tank.Xie Ji felt uncomfortable from the fumes, resisting the urge to pinch his nose.He sneaked a look at Feng Qi, but saw that his face was peaceful, as if he hadn't smelled anything.

Zhao Tu pushed open a door and said to a dark corner, "Qiong Ju, Daddy has come to see you."

A shadow seemed to move in the darkness, and a thin voice came: "Daddy, who did you bring?"

"...Daddy brought the National Teacher here, and the National Teacher will definitely heal you." Zhao Tu's voice trembled slightly at the end of his words.

Quiet in the dark, Qiong Ju said in a low voice: "I don't want to see him."

"Qiong Ju, how can you say that, the national teacher came here all the way for you! Normally, you can say whatever you say, but this time you can't show your temper!" Zhao Tu annoyed her and groped. Walking to the table, "Father is going to light the lamp."

"Don't!" Qiong Ju screamed, as if he fell to the ground, and then he thought of wheezing and wheezing in the dark.

"Okay, okay, Dad won't light the lamp, no more..." Zhao Tu ran over to hug her, but Feng Qi grabbed his sleeve.

Feng Qi walked over, leaned over, picked up Qiong Ju, and put him back on the bed.

"Who are you?" Qiong Ju asked warily.

"I am Amao, Amao and Amao's Amao." Feng Qi replied, and then asked her: "Have you ever raised a cat?"

"I had one before, but it died later."

"How did you die?"

"Runned over by a carriage."

"Did you bury it afterwards?"

"Yes, I cried for several days and made a small grave for it."

"The pigeon I raised before died, so I buried it and carved a tombstone. Every year, wild flowers are placed in front of the tombstone." Feng Qi said regretfully, "Will you worship it too?"

"Yes, I go every year, and I don't have any other cats anymore."

"Are you going this year too?"

"No... I'm going in a few days, it's death day in a few days."

"What's its name?"

"soft and thick."

"Is it because it has longer hair, so it is called fluffy? What color is it?"

"White, all white, no black at all."

"That's beautiful."

"Yeah, even if Uncle Xuanyuan wants to touch him, I'm not willing to let him touch it." Qiongju said, his stomach growled a few times.

Feng Qi smiled, "Are you hungry?"

"A little hungry."

"what do you want to eat?"

"...I don't want to eat anything."

"When I didn't want to eat, I would ask my master to make sweet cakes for me. It's really delicious."

"What is that?"

"It's soft, sweet and delicious. It's hard to say exactly. How about I make some for you to try?"

"Can you do it? I want to try it!"

"Okay, then you wait a moment."

Feng Qi stood up and walked out of the room.Xie Ji followed, and after a while Zhao Tu also came out. "National Division……"

Feng Qi said: "There is a smell in the room. The festering place on Qiong Ju's skin should be festered. These days I tried to persuade her to open the window. The stuffy heat in the room is not good for her illness. By the way, the kitchen Where?"

Zhao Tu was taken aback, "National teacher...do you really want to cook?"

"Didn't I agree with Qiongju just now," Feng Qi said with a smile, "My sweet cake is the only one, and no one else can make it."

Xie Ji watched Feng Qi busy in the kitchen, thinking that his master is an old fox, even those princes are coaxed into a daze by him, let alone a little girl.

Feng Qi walked into the small building again with the tray, Qiong Ju heard the sound, and quickly sat down at the table.The salty smell in the air was masked by the aroma of the sweet cake, Qiong Ju said happily, "It smells so good!"

Feng Qi smiled and said, "Try it quickly." He cut the sweet cake into very small pieces, and he could eat it without opening his mouth.Qiongju's mouth was covered with pustules, and Feng Qi guessed that she had a poor appetite because it hurt every time she ate.

"It's so wet!" Qiongju said happily.

"What's wet?" Feng Qi was stunned.

"I said," Qiong Ju swallowed his mouthful of sweet cakes, "I said 'too delicious'!"

Feng Qi proudly said: "I am very good at making sweet cakes. Back then, my master said that if I live on the streets in the future, I can still open a sweet cake shop."

Qiong Ju nodded sharply, "It's really delicious, very soft and sweet, it seems to melt in your mouth!"

"If you like, you can also put dried prunes in."

"I love dried plums the most!" Qiong Ju said happily.

After three days of this, Feng Qi successively delivered plum sweet cakes, walnut sweet cakes and grape sweet cakes, filling Qiongju's mind with nothing but "sweet cakes".Sometimes Zhao Tu stood outside the small building, and he was very pleased to hear his daughter's rare laughter inside.

National teacher Feng Qi is not someone who can be provoked easily, he heard from Liu Ziyin that Feng Qi can cure Qiong Ju's illness, he hesitated for a long time before making up his mind to invite him.Because he could more or less guess Feng Yun's covetousness for the throne, since he was Feng Yun's courtier, he dared not accept Feng Qi's favor, he was afraid that he would not be able to give what Feng Qi wanted in return.

However, he was desperate, and he finally made up his mind: as long as Feng Qi doesn't make him do anything that harms Feng Yun's interests, he will give him any reward.After really getting in touch with Feng Qi, Zhao Tu found that although Feng Qi was secretly called "the old fox who is used to cheating" by several Hou Bos who had suffered a lot, he was unexpectedly straightforward and more cunning than he expected. Gao Ming, even his willful baby daughter was coaxed into submission by him.

The author has something to say: In that era, the titles "Ling Ai" and "Miss" were definitely not used. Let me do a self-criticism first...

There is another one tomorrow