Lin Ding was surprised when he heard the princess praise this little man's medical skills, because he knew his arrogant student too well, she couldn't look down on what she couldn't see, and it was really rare for her to look at it, whether it was calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, or medical skills, after all, he had seen too many famous doctors in the palace, and he could praise his medical skills, which was really good, not just polite, because he knew that his student would not take these politely. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Later, when he heard Princess Wenxin say that he was a scholar from the Beijing Tai Hospital, he was immediately relieved, it turned out to be from the Tai Hospital, so it was understandable, and at the same time, he also had a sense of intimacy in his heart, just like when Wen Xin heard that Yang Xianmao was from Wu Yuetai Hospital, he decided to stay by Yang Xianmao's side.

Only those who have lost their country have special feelings for the people in the palace will have this feeling. Although Lin Ding is the prime minister, he often goes in and out of the palace, so when he sees the little scholar who has been in the palace for ten years, he also has a sense of intimacy.

Therefore, when he looked at Yang Xianmao's eyes, he was a little more affectionate, and he clenched his fists and said, "Old Lin Ding, I have seen Yang Gongzi." ”

Yang Xianmao was also a little moved when he saw that the former prime minister of Wu Yueguo was so approachable, and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "Xiao Ke Yang Xianmao, meet Mr. Lin." ”

Then, Lin Ding introduced a few people who were with him, but it was his wife and children, who heard that the princess was coming, so they came out to greet him.

Because the morning meeting of the book club had been dissolved, the other members were not in his house.

Lin Ding said to Wen Xin: "You and Yang Gongzi will live in my house." ”

Wen Xin turned his head to look at Yang Xianmao again, he wanted to ask Yang Xianmao what he meant. This glance was in Lin Ding's eyes, but he felt that there was an indescribable emotion in Wen Xin's eyes, which seemed to be a kind of attachment, and he knew that his female student might have another emotion in this little man, so he nodded with a special smile: "I have a small courtyard with a quiet environment, for the two of you to live, and no one will disturb me." ”

Hearing Lin Ding's words, Wen Xin couldn't help but have two red glows on his pretty face, he knew that the master seemed to have guessed his thoughts, he lowered his head a little shyly, and glanced at Yang Xianmao again.

Yang Xianmao secretly thought in his heart, he came to Xuanzhou Qiantang Mansion, the main purpose was to buy some waste magic weapons to make money and cultivate at the same time, to cultivate must have a quiet environment, and to be here, of course, it is the best, once he can go out to do his own business with confidence, Wen Xin also has a safe place to stay, and he will not be disturbed when he needs to cultivate, so he nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then we will bother." ”

At the moment, Lin Ding's wife, daughters, and daughters-in-law surrounded Wen Xin and went to the small courtyard, of course they knew Wen Xin's identity as a princess, so they were very affectionate to her.

Lin Ding and Yang Xianmao walked behind, asking him from time to time about his family situation and the scene when he was in the Tai Hospital.

When I arrived at the small courtyard, it was really quiet, this Lin Ding had been the prime minister of Wu Yueguo for many years, so the house was also very large, the back garden covered a wide area, and a pool of lake water, the chic courtyard was next to the lake, and there was a small attic in the yard, and the lake could be seen rippling above the attic, and the willows by the lake were still there, and the environment was very elegant and quiet.

When they arrived at the small courtyard and settled down, Lin Ding set up a banquet to entertain Yang Xianmao and Wen Xin. Wen Xin stopped tasting it at a moment's notice, but Yang Xianmao did not refuse to come, so after this meal, he drank very happily.

That Kou Zhun sat beside Yang Xianmao and toasted with him frequently, Kou Zhun drank very well, and the two of them drank very happily.

The next day, Yang Xianmao began to wander around the city, looking for an auction house.

Qiantang Mansion is the capital of the original Wu Yue Kingdom, and the auction house is a new thing, and there are several.

In front of each auction house, there was a piece of information that said that the auction house was going to auction the item, and Yang Xianmao looked at it one by one. It is worthy of being a bustling city, and the items auctioned are also extremely luxurious, not only with third-grade and fourth-grade magic weapons, but also with various elixirs. went to see it, but it didn't have the waste magic weapon that Yang Xianmao wanted to buy the most this time.

But if you think about it again, it's easy to understand, after all, no one has taken out the scrap magic artifacts for auction, and these things are no longer of much use to ordinary monks, except for showing off their former glory, they will not be auctioned in the auction house.

Yang Xianmao was full of hope, but returned disappointed, because what he wanted was to buy a scrap-grade magic weapon, but he couldn't get his wish.

However, Yang Xianmao still participated in the auctions of these auction houses to learn about the auction market here. The result is enviable and depressing, the auction price here is surprisingly high, he originally wanted to buy some magic weapons that have been used almost the same time, but even if it is a magic weapon that has only a few opportunities to use, it is amazingly expensive.

It seems that Wu Yueguo, as the land of fish and rice, is really rich and has a lot of people, including immortal cultivators, and any magic weapon is quite sought-after, so the price is very high, and there is not much room for profit.

On this day, it was the day of their Wending Book Club gathering, and all the literati and writers in Qiantang Mansion gathered in Lin Ding Mansion. Lin Ding is the former prime minister of Wu Yueguo, with a prominent reputation, plus he is a famous writer in the literary world, and he is even more appealing.

Originally, some people thought that the Wending Book Society was just a club for a few unambitious literati, but they didn't expect it to be a place where famous literati gathered in the entire Wuyue Kingdom, with a total of hundreds.

Most of these literati and writers knew Wen Xin's identity, slapped their ass, circled her, and dragged the text to say some words in semi-literary dialect that Yang Xianmao didn't understand very well, and often quoted scriptures between words, Yang Xianmao listened extremely depressed, and then excused himself to go to convenience, and left.

The pavilion on the island in the middle of the lake is the place where Wending Academy gathers, and more than 100 members start this day's life of dancing and writing here.

However, this time is different from the past, and there is an additional princess Wenxin of the noble Wu Yue Kingdom among their members.

Wen Xin, a member of the royal family who used to be high, is now also in the dust, which makes everyone sigh, especially the officials who used to be Wu Yueguo, after Wu Yueguo returned to the Great Song Dynasty, the officials who resigned from their official positions and returned to the countryside were in tears when they saw her. Under the visit, all of them are courtesies of monarchs and ministers. Wen Xin refused to accept it, and only gave it as a gift, which made these former Wuyue officials even more sad.

The last one to come to meet Wen Xin was named Qiu Dawolf, his writing was not very clever, so he was very low in the ranking, and it was his turn to wait until everyone had seen him.

I had never seen a princess before, so in a panic, I went up the stairs in a panic, but I stepped on the hem of my clothes, and fell in front of Wen Xin with a very embarrassed bang, and knocked my chin down, blood flowed, everyone laughed, but no one stepped forward to help.

Qiu Dalang struggled to get up, Wen Xin quickly took out a snow-white handkerchief and handed it over, helping him press the wound on his chin to stop the bleeding for him. This flattered Qiu Dawolf, trembling with excitement, and almost fell to his knees.

Seeing this scene, an obese young man in a brocade robe next to him couldn't help but change his face slightly. After all, the princess was so noble in their eyes, and the scholar who seemed to be worthless in their eyes, the princess actually used her own handkerchief to stop the bleeding for him, she was very jealous and showed disdain, and snorted heavily.

It was this heavy snort that made that Qiu Dalang couldn't help but change color, pressed the snow-white handkerchief that Princess Wenxin had attached to his chin with one hand, turned his head, glared at the fat young man, and said, "What do you mean? Young Master Ding?"

"Whoever is the person should do something, don't think that the princess is no longer a princess now, and you can be with the princess, so you feel that you are superior. A grass chicken is a grass chicken, and it will never fly to the branch to become a phoenix, this should be remembered. ”

Qiu Dalang was so angry by Young Master Ding's words that his face turned red and white for a while. The glory that he was originally flattered tore away ruthlessly by Young Master Ding, which almost made him crazy, so he stepped forward, pointed at Young Master Ding and said, "If you have the ability, you can say another word!"

Young Master Ding sneered: "What, do you still want to do it with me?" Let me tell you, even if it is the body of the princess's daughter, even my Young Master Ding is not a casual climber, and he does not pee to take care of himself, feel how many catties and taels he has, and don't mess up the order of dignity and inferiority. ”

How could Qiu Dalang stand such ridicule, bent down, grabbed a fruit knife in the fruit bowl on the table, and stabbed at Young Master Nading.

Young Master Ding didn't expect him to use the knife without saying a word, and in a distraction, the knife looked like he was about to be stabbed, so panicked that he hurriedly took a few steps back, grabbed a chair next to him, and threw it towards Qiu Dalang, just tripping under his feet.

Qiu Dalang didn't pay attention in anger, and this time he tripped over the chair, fell forward, and heard a miserable scream. A few people around hurriedly came to help, and when they looked up, everyone was taken aback, but it turned out that the fruit knife in his hand was inserted into his stomach upside down, and blood stained his clothes.

I didn't expect a good poetry meeting to turn into such a bloody tragedy. The more than 100 people present are all literati and writers who can only move their mouths, how do they know what to do now.

Fortunately, that Lin Ding had been the prime minister, and he was not shocked, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly ordered him to find Lang Zhong.

But everyone said in a gossipy manner, what is the use of going to Lang Zhong at this time? This knife has been ironclad into the intestines, even if you find Lang Zhong, there is only one way to die. For he who pierces the intestines is incurable, but is a sign of death.

This point has been reached at that time, the fruit knife is half a foot long, Qiu Dawolf is relatively thin, this knife down, most of the blade is pierced, I am afraid that it has already pierced the intestines, where is there a reason to live.

Seeing this big wolf lying on the ground in pain**, his eyes rolled and he was panting. Indeed, although some people have already run to call Lang Zhong at this moment, everyone here already knows that according to this situation, even if Lang Zhong comes, I am afraid that it will be irretrievable, and there is only one way to die.