Qiao Heng's experience made him inevitably think deeply about everything, but sometimes he also wanted to be quiet and peaceful for a while, turning a blind eye to all the complicated and worldly things, and not hearing them.

For him, playing chess is his favorite way to pass the time.

Because no matter what kind of mind the person playing against him has, as long as he simply sees it as a mathematical game, he can easily reject the deep meaning that the other person wants to express.

This kind of chess mentality, which can barely be regarded as self-satisfaction, but it is crooked, has created a vague and tranquil image for him in the minds of others, as light as the morning light and the mist in the mountains.

After talking with Qiao Hengshou for a few rounds, Hua Manlou felt the coolness that slowly gathered in the wind, and knew that it was getting late. He didn't care about himself, but his friend had not recovered from his illness for a long time, so he thoughtfully proposed to say goodbye, anyway, the other party lives in Huajiabao now, and he will come back tomorrow.

Hua Manlou walked on the bluestone road in Huajiabao, he wanted to go back to his room directly, but suddenly remembered that when he met his third brother at Doctor Song before, the third brother's slightly abnormal behavior.

The third brother has been busy with the second brother and the fourth brother for his father's birthday all this time, and he himself is worried about his friends, so he walks back and forth between Qiao Heng and Doctor Song, and he doesn't ask about the third brother for a while.

Since he thought of this, he simply moved his steps slightly and walked directly towards the third brother's residence.

Hua Jia Saburo was drinking tea while flipping through the imperial palace newspaper, the court situation has been stable recently, and there is nothing to pay special attention to. It's just that this time he paid extra attention to the content about Nanwang when he read the Di newspaper, but Nanwang is not such an arrogant and domineering person, and he will not be mentioned in the Di newspaper easily, and this time there is no exception.

"Third Master, Seventh Young Master is here. The little guy said outside the door.

Hua Jia Saburo put the newspaper aside, looked up at Hua Manlou, who had just walked into the room, and said, "It's also a coincidence, I was still hesitating to go to you before, but I didn't expect Qitong to come first, is this considered a brotherhood? ”

There was no need for the little guy to show him the way, Hua Manlou looked calm and sat down like a blind man at all. He asked, "Is there anything I need to do, brother?"

Hua Jia Saburo said: "It's nothing, it's just that your sister-in-law just fried some tea a few days ago, and I'm going to send it to you." ”

There is nothing wrong with Hua Jia Saburo's statement, but when it comes to the abnormal behavior in Hua Manlou's memory, Hua Manlou can't fully believe it.

Hua Manlou called: "Third brother." ”

Hana Saburo: "What's wrong?"

Hua Manlou said: "Recently, there is something hidden from me at home, right?"

Hua Jia Saburo was not surprised to hear Hua Manlou say this, because he knew that this seventh brother, who seemed to have no temper and had eye disease, was actually the smartest one in the family. He said, "It's not deliberately concealed, but I don't know how to mention it to Qitong." ”

Hua Manlou asked directly: "But it has something to do with my new friend?"

Hua Jia Saburo was stunned for a moment, just because Hua Manlou's tone was too determined.

Although Hua Manlou couldn't hear from the third brother that affirmed his guess, the third brother didn't deny it, and he sighed.

Huajiabao is his home, how could he not find out if there is any change in the family? When he went to look for Qiao Heng in the past few days, he noticed that the maid who had been arranged to serve Qiao Heng by his family had changed someone, and he was actually not too strange to her, so he naturally knew where such a maid should be used.

When Qiao Heng heard her voice, he was still a little surprised. It's just that I think maybe my father thinks that a person like Qiao Heng is very likely to be the son of an official eunuch family, under normal circumstances, people in the martial arts are often tired of the cumbersome rules of the official eunuch family, and the official eunuch family despises the people in the rivers and lakes to act in a disorderly manner, if the etiquette of the knights in the rivers and lakes is probably inappropriate, it is not impossible to simply change a group of subordinates who specialize in serving the people in the court.

Just thinking of the third brother's performance when he left in a hurry from Doctor Song that day, if he calculated the cause and effect before and after, he felt that the third brother should know Qiao Heng.

He asked, "Does the third brother know Ziping?"

"No, I had never seen or come into contact with him before you brought him to Huajiabao. Hana Saburo said so, but as soon as the words fell, he changed his words and continued, "But I have met his cousins. ”

When the third brother said this, he was quite familiar with Ziping's brother. ”

Hana Saburo said: "That's not wrong. When I was in the capital, I met him from time to time, and that Qiao Gongzi also spoke with a Beijing accent, but you said that he was from Baiyun City. ”

"That's true. ”

Although it cannot be assumed that his words are untrue, his words must have been covered up and ominous. ”

Hua Manlou said calmly: "I make friends, but I never care about this. ”

Just like Lu Xiaofeng, his parents' background is unknown, and the origin of martial arts is also unknown, it has been more than ten years since he debuted and became famous in the rivers and lakes, but Hua Manlou has never found out the roots.

And the third brother is an official in the court, and when he intersects with people, he has to remember the other party's family background, party/faction, various in-laws of family members, and the merits of his ancestors, but Hua Manlou does not have this burden.

"My brother knew you would say that. Hua Jia Saburo said, "Well, my father was still hesitating to tell you before, so I think I'd better tell you." ”

A smile appeared on Hua Manlou's face: "I befriended him, not because of Ziping's family background, but because of him." Even if the third brother doesn't tell me, what's the matter?"

Without waiting for the third brother to continue, Hua Manlou jokingly guessed: "You might as well let me guess, could it be that he is the son of the third brother's superior?"

Hua Jia Saburo replied helplessly: "It's even more fearful than that." ”

"The son of a prominent court official?"

"It's more relevant than that. ”

"The executioner who killed countless people?"

Hua Manlou knew that this was a bit unreliable, it was a joke, but he didn't expect to hear the third brother reply: "As long as he wants, he can easily stir up the lives of the people living in the land across the sea from Feixian Island." ”

Hua Manlou was silent for a moment, and then said, "Then his identity must be extremely valuable." ”

"When today's son is a brother and King Pingnan is a father, there are not many people in this world who are more valuable than his status. ”

These words directly made Qiao Heng's identity clear.

The young man who is now staying in Huajiabao is the prince of Nanwang.

Flowers full of buildings: "......"

Seeing that Hua Manlou didn't speak again, Hua Jia Saburo had no choice but to continue: "You must know that before the death of the first emperor, he ordered someone to prepare an edict to praise his brother, praise the king of Nan for a patriotic and sincere heart, and swear for the world not to leave southern Xinjiang for the rest of his life, determined to let southern Xinjiang return to the court a peaceful and prosperous world, and I hope that the king of Nan has the ambition to serve the country." ”

No matter how nice the words are, in fact, who can't hear the deep meaning inside? It is nothing more than the hope that the Nanwang lineage will be far away from the core of the government. The power of the vassal king was suppressed several times as early as the time of the first emperor, and the current vassal king is no longer the former vassal king.

"The prince of the south left the southern Xinjiang without permission this time, it has violated the 'will' of the first emperor, this matter is big, it is really a good excuse for those in the court who want to use the topic to play, but it is also small, as long as the emperor does not care, it can be handled lightly. ”

"Third brother, you ......" spent a while all over the building, and some didn't know how to speak.

Hua Jia Saburo understood what he was going to ask, and couldn't help laughing: "What, I'm worried that your third brother will turn my head and go to the saint to complain?"

Seeing Hua Manlou's relaxed and happy expression when he heard this, Hua Jia Saburo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said: "Three days later, it will be my father's birthday, although this birthday banquet is just a small gathering of my family, and I didn't send out invitations, but I don't have to think about it to know that those relatives and friends who are familiar with my Hua family should come or will come." There will be a lot of people, and your friend's identity is too sensitive, so let him be more careful. ”

"I know, third brother, don't worry. ”

......

After dinner, the descendants of the Hua family brought a bowl of medicinal soup to Qiao Heng.

"Young Master Qiao, the medicine is good. ”

"If you're tired, you go down first. ”

The subordinate who brought the medicine for Qiao Heng left according to his words.

The subordinates of Huajiabao strictly followed the prescription prescribed by Doctor Song for Qiao Heng to decoct the medicine, in fact, Qiao Heng didn't drink much of these medicinal soups at all, and most of them were dumped by him.

The prescription prescribed by Doctor Song is too stable, in Qiao Heng's opinion, it doesn't matter if this medicine is used or not, but he has enough medicine on weekdays, it is a three-point poison, and Doctor Song doesn't need this medicine.

Since Song Wencao has the name of a miracle doctor on his body, he should naturally have the medical skills to match this name.

Qiao Heng has been trying to bring out his true skills, but until now he has not succeeded, or to put it another way, although Song Wencao's knowledge has far exceeded the passing line, it is not enough to fully meet the standard of the title of "divine doctor", and it is more appropriate to call it a "famous doctor".

Although he understood that Song Wencao prescribed medicine in order to conceal that he couldn't cure his condition at the beginning, it was still the case when Hua Manlou already knew the truth, which was a little too safe and a little out of place. Song Wencao, the thief of iron shoes, how could he not understand the world to this point.

He's not always at that level.

Of course, Qiao Heng's sentence of "this level" is actually a bit too harsh. With his life experience, there are very few people who can enter his eyes in terms of medical skills, and in this life he grew up in the Nanwang Mansion, and most of the doctors in the Nanwang Mansion are famous in the imperial court, and his vision is rarely matched.

There is a good doctor in the palace of the king of Nan, and the doctor is jointly appointed by the hospital and the ministry, and the doctor who treats him and the king of the south is a good doctor who has a serious official position and holds the court money.

In addition, the imperial court has set up Huimin Pharmacy in various prefectures, prefectures and counties, which is under the jurisdiction of the Tai Hospital, but southern Xinjiang has always been not peaceful, and the language and customs of various ethnic groups are not understood, and it is difficult for Huimin Pharmacy to maintain its existence in name only. When these doctors received the dispatch, they left their hometowns and came to a place where they were unfamiliar, and when they stopped to take a look, they found that the house where they worked was dilapidated, and even more ruthlessly there were no medicinal materials. So, King Nan simply didn't do anything, and directly invited the doctors of Huimin Pharmacy to live in Nanwang's Mansion, and these doctors sent by the court were naturally busy responding.

In this era, it is not so easy to be a imperial doctor, layer by layer selection, layer by layer recommendation, and a few examinations like the imperial examination, they may not be called a miracle doctor, but from the perspective of the entire group, they are definitely already at the first-class upstream level.

Qiao Heng, who lives in this environment, naturally has a high standard for measuring people's medical skills.

Qiao Heng was thinking like this, and gradually tilted his wrist to pour the decoction that the subordinate had brought up towards the flower pot.

Suddenly, his movements froze.

Song Wencao is really likely to be at this level.

Because Qiao Heng has been in contact with the celebrities in the rivers and lakes, regardless of good or evil, only in terms of talent, all of them are heroes among people, worthy of their reputation. He took it for granted that Song Wencao was the same, a genius figure who was both a doctor and a thief, so he inevitably fell into inertial thinking.

However, who stipulates that the name must be completely consistent with the person? There are never a few people on the rivers and lakes who have the titles of Jianglong, Zhendi Tiger, and Yidao/Yijian Zhenjiuzhou, so can their skills really turn the world upside down like immortals? I also know that it is impossible.

What if Song Wencao has the name of a miracle doctor?

Is he a great doctor? Great, but that's it. The good doctor in the palace is also quite superb.

However, his own job is to be a thief in the ocean! Rather than saving the world, he enjoys the pleasure of playing with human life in the palm of his hand.

For a while, Qiao Heng felt that he was a little ridiculous, he actually wanted to learn the medical skills of dry flesh and bones from a murderous Jiangyang thief.

Qiao Heng thought of the energy and time he wasted on Song Wencao, and he was a little tired in his heart.

I have to ask for some interest back.

......

After Hua Manlou learned Qiao Heng's identity, he did not change his attitude towards him.

However, there are some things that I don't understand now, and what I didn't understand before will naturally be solved.

Hua Manlou had also lamented Qiao Heng's strict self-discipline to the point of being harsh before, but now that he thinks about it, this is not unrelated to the tutor he has received since childhood. A child of the royal family like him, every word and deed from the Ministry of Rites is strictly taught by special personnel from the Zongren Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, and the etiquette norms are deeply rooted in his bones, so he will naturally not behave like Lu Xiaofeng.

It's just that what he doesn't understand is, with his status, how did this injury come about?

He thought as he pruned the branches.

On this day, Hua Manlou was playing with his flowers, but a maid walked in and told him that his third brother's daughter came to him, he put down the scissors, picked up the little girl who walked in the door, and the little girl threw herself into the arms of her seventh uncle, crying and crying. Hua Manlou talked to her for a while. Only then did she know that the kitten she had raised had run away from her arms, as if it had run to the east, but she had been looking for it for a long time with the maid and had not found it, and she was very sad.

Hua Manlou thought that Ziping didn't live in the east, he had come to Huajiabao to recuperate, and because of his precious status, the third brother specially ordered his subordinates not to disturb him, it is estimated that the maid did not dare to look for him, maybe the kitten really ran to him.

He comforted the little girl, and when she left, he thought that he was going to Ziping's place, and by the way, he would help her see if the kitten was in his place.

Qiao Heng held a white long-haired cat in his arms, his fingers gently shuttled between its fur to comb its hair, and the cat's mouth spit out a comfortable little snoring.

It doesn't think like a human being, and Qiao Heng doesn't need to think about it, it doesn't play with intrigues, and he doesn't need to have a ghost in front of it.

There was no dirt in his ink-stained eyes, which he often deliberately created when facing outsiders, but he just looked at it really, simply, and quietly, with a kind of innocuous tranquility, which he would never show in front of people.

Hua Manlou walked in, listened to the cat's purring, and said with a smile: "It's really here with you." ”

Qiao Heng said: "Is it a cat raised by Brother Hua?"

The white cat jumped out of his arms and came to the foot of Hua Manlou, its tail wrapped around his ankle.

Hua Manlou scooped up the white cat, touched the fur on its body, and handed it to the maid who had just walked into the room and finished making tea for the two of them. He said: "No, it was raised by a girl from my third brother's family." ”

The maid left the room with the cat in her arms.

Hua Manlou asked with concern: "How is Ziping's health?"

Qiao Heng opened his eyes and said nonsense with a comfortable expression: "It's much better." ”

Hua Manlou is a little happy.

Who would have thought that such a young man with a comfortable attitude and no arrogance at all, let alone a high-ranking official and nobleman, would actually be the son of Nan Wang, the cousin of today's saint?

He can still sneak out to play in private now, and when he inherits the throne of the king of the south in the future, he will guard the southern frontier on behalf of his father, and it will not be so easy to come out like this.

Two days later, it will be Father Hua's birthday banquet, and Lu Xiaofeng is likely to come to Hua's house to celebrate his birthday, and where Lu Xiaofeng is there, it is very likely that Sikong will pick up stars.

Since he thought of them, Hua Manlou inevitably mentioned them when he was talking.

However, somehow, the two of them mentioned the disguise technique of Sikong Picking Stars.

Sikong Xingxing's disguise technique is almost to the point of being supernatural, men and women, young and old, tall, short, fat and thin, no matter what he looks like, he seems to be able to change it at will, imitate it vividly, and no one knows how he does it.

In Hua Manlou's heart, Qiao Heng's image has always been linked to erudition. He asked, "I wonder if Ziping can disguise himself?"

This is to the point, of course Qiao Heng knows how to disguise, not only but also quite skilled and proficient. There are countless people who know how to disguise on the rivers and lakes, some people regard it as a thing to pass the time, some people use it as a tool to mix rice and eat, and Qiao Heng regards it as a way to survive and a way out of life.

He can make his face more perfect, or he can make it uglier, and he can even ruin his face without changing his face and without any nostalgia. It is easy not only to look, but also his own temperament, he can make Gao Guanbo become mediocre and incompetent, and he can also make his ragged self appear confident and personable.

In fact, there are many ways to distinguish whether a person has undergone transfiguration, but they are not perfect methods, and each has its own drawbacks. Qiao Heng said, "Everyone's fingerprints and palm prints are different, even if you can imitate the shape of your hands and feet through bone shrinking, the lines on your skin are very difficult to imitate." This method can be used to identify each person, but only if the palm prints of the person being transfigured are known. ”

"Then you can tell different people based on your teeth. Most people with disfigurement always neglect their teeth when they are transfigured. ”

Hua Manlou: "Teeth?"

"Yes, it's teeth. Like palm prints, everyone's teeth are different. Moreover, people of different ages have different degrees of tooth wear, and the teeth of people who do not get tired of eating and eating are naturally different from those of the people living in poverty. Even the sound that each person makes when chewing is different, and the frequency, force, and position of chewing are different, but this is not something that ordinary people can distinguish. ”

Hua Manlou said: "That's right, my father prefers to use his left tooth to chew food, and my sixth brother likes to use his right tooth. ”

Qiao Heng looked at Hua Manlou's thoughtful expression and continued: "There is also the interpupillary distance, which cannot be changed by the transfiguration. ”

Hua Manlou said, "I see." ”

No one had ever explained the knowledge of the disguise technique to Hua Manlou in such depth before, and he couldn't help but chat with Qiao Heng about this aspect for a while.

Chatting and chatting, the two of them were quiet for a moment, and Qiao Heng refilled a cup of tea in his teacup.

Hua Manlou felt that Qiao Heng had something to say just now, as if he wanted to say something, but it was inconvenient to speak, he said tentatively: "Does Ziping have something to say to me?"

Qiao Heng on the opposite side pondered for a while, and then Hua Manlou heard the other party ask: "Brother Hua, forgive me for taking the liberty of asking a question about Doctor Song." ”

Hua Manlou said: "But it doesn't hurt to ask. ”

Qiao Heng said: "That Song Divine Doctor has always been wearing a Yi/Rong mask, have you never known about this matter?"

Hua Manlou was stunned. 166 Reading Network