I engaged in modernization in ancient times

Amidst the discussion, suddenly an extremely clever little Taoist squeezed in, blinking his eyes.

"Sister, someone asked me to give this to you just now."

Mo Haitang, who still had a bit of arrogance on his face, was still thinking in his heart, if he really went out today and didn't read the almanac, how could he be so unlucky to meet these noble girls who usually don't get along with her, he couldn't help but be taken aback, what?

Reflexively reached out and took the paper that was handed over.

Looking down, he couldn't help being stunned.

The peach blossom hairpin on the painting seems to have only a few strokes, but it is beautiful and coquettish, which makes people happy to see it.

Mo Shaoheng naturally doesn't know how to design any silver jewelry, but don't forget, he lives in the Internet age, and the information is unimaginable now. Naturally, he has seen a lot of novel and peculiar jewelry. The ornaments in the Jingyin Building have been turned over and over again, and the peach blossom hairpin in his painting is naturally eye-catching.

Mo Haitang's eyes turned to the small characters next to him again, and he couldn't help being shocked when he saw it.

the word...

Who is the most popular in Liangjing recently?Of course it is Linjiang Immortal.

Linjiang Immortal's unique and miraculous characters have also become something sought after by everyone, especially the scholarly family. I heard that they are already obsessed.

Didn’t Zhao Jingcheng, the young son of Zhenxi Prince’s Mansion, get a few paintings of Linjiang Immortals, and they are the only ones he knows now. Now that little fat man Zhao Jingcheng invites celebrities from Liangjing to his mansion every day to observe calligraphy. I heard that the threshold is almost broken Now, the crowd is crowded, and Zhao Jingcheng even walks with his nostrils upturned. The scenery is very enviable.

Although Mo Haitang had never seen Linjiangxian's characters, he had heard people describe them. When he heard the descriptions, he couldn't imagine what the characters looked like, because they didn't look like any known fonts.

But now looking at the words on the painting, he couldn't help thinking of Immortal Linjiang.

Of course, Mo Haitang couldn't believe it, this was sent to her by someone from Linjiang Immortal?

Impossible, no matter how you think about it, she or their Zhenbei Palace has nothing to do with this talented and talented man.

Looking at the content of the words again, "The demon of peach, its beauty is unique, not the number of ordinary flowers..."

This seems to be writing about her. She is unmarried in her early twenties, and she is different from ordinary people in the eyes of others, but the meaning between the lines is a compliment, comparing her to a peach blossom. on a par.

"The jasper branch is now a gift to this beautiful woman."

Mo Haitang's face turned red.

The meaning of this little word is obvious. The peach blossom hairpin on the painting has now been turned into a jasper branch and given to her.

Gift this beauty...

Although this peach blossom hairpin is a painting, it is much more interesting than those ornaments in the silver building, so she doesn't need to buy any silver ornaments.

Mo Haitang couldn't react for a while.

Seeing the strangeness on Mo Haitang's face, the noble ladies who came with her couldn't help asking worriedly, "Haitang, what's wrong?"

Looking sideways at the paper, Mo Haitang obviously became distraught after reading the content on the paper.

Seeing this, he involuntarily covered his mouth with his hands and exclaimed, "Linjiang Immortal!"

what?

The voices that were still in the noisy discussion suddenly stopped, and their eyes looked over.

A few noble ladies who were familiar with Mo Haitang directly surrounded them, looked at the paper, and at the same time they were so excited that they spoke incoherently.

Immortal Linjiang, who was sought after by the nobles of various families in Liangjing, even sent a painting.

Mo Haitang came back to his senses, and said to his friends, "Be careful, don't damage it."

Then Zhao Jingcheng made everyone feel like a crowd with just a few words. Of course, she knew the meaning of this painting in the eyes of Liangjing people.

The noble lady who had just begun to mock Mo Haitang was also dumbfounded, "Nonsense, it was sent by a little Taoist just now, pretending to be something of Linjiang Immortal, I am not afraid of being exposed and losing face."

Before Mo Haitang opened his mouth, a noble lady next to him said excitedly, "It's really Linjiang Immortal's calligraphy. I went to Zhao Jingcheng's residence with my father and brother to see those calligraphy works yesterday, and they are exactly the same."

Besides, Linjiang Immortal's limelight is overwhelming Nanli celebrities now, who is so blind and dares to impersonate at this time, let's not talk about impersonating or not, if he dares to impersonate, I am afraid that he will be scolded so much that he will not be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life , the official career will be ruined forever.

After she finished speaking, she asked Mo Haitang to show everyone a corner of the paper. She wasn't lying.

That painting and that word are indeed extremely unique, just by looking at it, everyone couldn't help but believe it.

Mo Haitang had a smile on his face, today is a good day, "This peach hairpin is really beautiful, I will have someone make it after I go back, but I don't need to buy any more silver ornaments."

It seemed to be answering the words of the provocative person just now, and after finishing speaking, he said ironically, "My sister is rich and powerful, so I should buy more."

The noble lady in front of her was so angry that her face turned red, and she seemed to be about to retort, Mo Haitang, a woman who can't get married, can do anything to get a gift from Linjiang Immortal, and it's better to give it to her under the watchful eyes of everyone. It must be fake, Mo Haitang directed and acted it.

He was about to speak, but suddenly, a noble lady, perhaps because she was too excited just now, suddenly covered her stomach and fell to the ground, her face showing pain, and she seemed a little shy.

The person who made friends with him hurried to help him up, "What's wrong?"

The noble girl didn't answer and didn't get up, it was very strange, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the noble girl's face was convulsed with pain.

"Send it to the hospital quickly."

Although these noble ladies were flustered, they knew what to do.

But the noble lady who fell to the ground obviously couldn't bear the pain anymore, so she hurriedly stopped her, "Don't...don't go."

There was even pleading on his face.

People looked at each other in blank dismay, what happened?

In the carriage, Nan Yi had just returned to the carriage. Looking back, his face was filled with excitement. He picked up the small medicine box on the carriage and ran, "Let her go, let me do it..."

But just as he lifted the medicine box, Mo Shaoheng stopped him, "What are you doing!"

Young man, I have gone farther and farther on the road of being a doctor.

Nan Yi looked at Mo Shaoheng suspiciously.

Looking at the panic outside, Mo Shaoheng frowned...

That noble girl clutched her belly hard, she was clearly in pain, but she was so shy that she refused to let anyone take her to the hospital, she didn't even want someone to help her, and she didn't tell the reason, so that others could catch her urgent.

Mo Shaoheng suddenly changed his face, showing a strange expression, and said to Nan, "Is there any syrup in your medicine box?"

Nan Yi became nervous: "Master, how do you know? I hid it so well."

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, Nan Yi was addicted to sugar, and secretly hid the syrup in the medicine box, how could he not know.

"Go to the nearby food shop and ask for some hot water, mix the syrup with water, and give it to this woman to drink."

Nan nodded, "Oh."

His medical skills were taught by the young master, so he naturally has more confidence in the young master's own hands.

The lady was shyly rejecting the proposal to go to the clinic, at this moment, Nan Yi squeezed in with the prepared syrup, "Get out of the way, the doctor is here."

Everyone saw that it was the little Taoist priest who had just delivered the painting, so they couldn't help but get out of the way.

Nan Yi squatted down, "Drink it and you'll be fine."

Being able to send paintings to Linjiang Immortal is somewhat credible, and now that so many people are watching, the bad guys dare not attack the noble girl of Beiliang in front of so many people.

It's just that, Nan Yi blinked his eyes and wanted to feel his pulse again. He wanted to see what the disease was, and just drink a bowl of syrup.

At this time, Mo Shaoheng in the carriage couldn't help shaking his head, why is this young man so blind, he didn't see this noble girl rejecting him so much, he must be because he didn't want people to know what happened to her.

I had no choice but to say, "It's not a disease, it's just abdominal pain caused by diet, just drink the syrup and go back and have a good rest."

After speaking, he asked Nan Yi to prick the noble girl with silver needles twice, both of which were pain-relieving points.

Only then did everyone realize that there was a carriage parked beside it.

The noble girl was a little flustered, but she was relieved when she heard it, and she couldn't help but look at the carriage.

This person seemed to know what was wrong with her, and was deliberately trying to rescue her.

After drinking the syrup, I felt a sense of warmth in my stomach, which made me feel a lot better. After two more injections, the unbearable pain was relieved a lot.

Mo Shaoheng said again, "Get a carriage, go back and rest more, it will be fine, don't worry."

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The person in the carriage was supposed to be a doctor. Since he said he only needed to rest, it shouldn't be a serious illness.

Mo Shaoheng also sighed, it was indeed not a disease, but something that all women would go through.

But in ancient times, women were too harsh, and this happened in the public hall, if it got out, the woman's reputation would be ruined.

It is obviously a normal physiological reason, even if it is painful, it cannot be announced, which is a very strange thing in Mo Shaoheng's view, but it is like this in this era.

The lady was accompanied by a carriage, but it stopped a little far away.

When the carriage arrived, the woman's complexion improved a lot and she was helped up.

At this time, he opened the curtain and asked in the direction of Mo Shaoheng's carriage, "Which clinic does this doctor belong to?"

How much to be grateful.

Mo Shaoheng didn't answer, Nan Yi had already driven the carriage away, only a few zither sounds could be heard from the departing carriage, as if he was politely answering the other party's question.

Everyone is still quite weird, what does this mean?

But suddenly, an exclamation suddenly sounded, "Chun... Chunlei, it's the sound of the piano called Chunlei."

what?

The name Qin Chunlei?

"God, the one in the car is Linjiang Immortal!"

Someone suddenly came to his senses and slapped his thigh, "The little Taoist just got into the carriage, and he delivered the painting for Linjiang Immortal."

There should have been some associations, but it was interrupted by the lady's sudden "illness".

Now no one suspects that the painting on Mo Haitang's hand is a fake, Lin Jiangxian himself was at the scene just now.

Looking at the carriage that had gone away, "It's a pity that I didn't get to see the true face of my number one talented scholar in Beiliang."

"I didn't expect Linjiang Immortal to be able to know the Qihuang technique."

If Mo Shaoheng hears it, he must answer him, this is his profession.

Compared to the subsequent commotion, Nan Yi sighed a little, "Master, didn't we go to the restaurant to eat? I didn't even see the food."

Mo Shaoheng laughed, "If you can eat while surrounded by a group of excited people, you can try it."

After going around a few times and returning to the residence, Mo Shaoheng went back to the room.

Nan Yi went to close the door, stretched his head and looked around the door, and was about to close the door, when a flying knife rushed over and stabbed the door.

Nan Yi narrowed his eyes, looked around carefully, and then quickly took off the flying knife on the door, turned around and ran away, because there was still a note nailed to the flying knife.

Looking at the note, Mo Shaoheng frowned tightly.

They have always acted cautiously, who actually knew their whereabouts?

Look at the note.

The frown was even tighter, and there were only a few words on the note.

Tomorrow, the old lady of Zhenbei Palace will be summoned to court.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Grandmother is not an official from Beiliang, so why was she called to court?

The note didn't seem to be malicious, and it even came to inform the news with good intentions.

Mo Shaoheng remained silent, there was only one possibility to summon his grandmother to the court, the last time his grandmother lost the violin competition with a celebrity from Nanli, those who were resentful because of him might take the opportunity to suppress the Zhenbei Palace.

This matter is probably true, because it only needs a little inquiry to know the truth, and the other party does not need to play tricks.

Mo Shaoheng frowned, "It seems that things can't be delayed, but it's a little faster than I expected."

Nan Yi asked suspiciously, "What?"

Mo Shaoheng said, "It's time to buy biscuits."

At the entrance of the alley, there is a biscuit shop.

It's still the old man who sells sesame seed cakes.

Nan Yi's mouth turned up, and he said that the old man has something wrong, tsk tsk, he's still pretending to be making biscuits, you've exposed it.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, he didn't hide it from Nan Yi in the first place, it's only natural for Nan Yi to see something strange.

While Mo Shaoheng was buying sesame seed cakes, he said like no one else was there, "Do three things for me."

"First, let the whole Liangjing know that Mo Shaoheng will return to Beijing tomorrow."

"Second, tomorrow, Immortal Linjiang will go to court to meet the saint."

"third,……"