Chapter 22: Return to the Imperial Capital

Chen Hong and his entourage recuperated in the village for about ten days, and several of Chen Hong's subordinates also recovered almost well. The group planned to set off for the imperial capital.

"Captain, go back now, what about the task??" Chen Hong looked at his rejuvenated subordinates and said, "Okay! Zhou Kun, why don't you go and see it again?" Zhou Kun listened, quickly shook his head, and thought about the little frog he met in the wilderness: "Hehe, no, no, no ......" and then thought about it: "But captain, how can the president explain??" Hearing Zhou Kun's words, several subordinates around him also lowered their heads: "Yes, the president is not good to say!!" "That's right!"

Chen Hong slapped on the table: "That's enough!" Several people saw that Chen Hong was angry, and hurriedly closed their mouths. Looking at the few people who were at a loss, Chen Hong picked up the teacup on the table and dried it down: "Don't worry, I have my own way." Pack up and leave tomorrow. "Yes!" After speaking, his subordinates went to clean up, leaving Chen Hong in the hall, holding a wine glass with a sad face.

Chen Hong lowered his head and thought about something, the old man walked in from outside the door, and saw Chen Hong thinking about something: "cough...... You guys are going back tomorrow!" Chen Hong heard the sound and got up urgently: "Old Qi!" Quickly stepped forward and touched the old man: "You sit!" Help the old man sit down, Chen Hong sat down: "Everyone is almost recovered, it's time to go back." The old man stroked his beard with his hand and said leisurely: "Well, the old man has something to ask for, I wonder if Captain Chen can agree?" Chen Hong heard this, and respectfully hugged his fists and saluted: "Old Qi, it doesn't hurt to say it." Xin'er walked by the door and heard someone talking in the room: "Grandpa??" stood outside the door and listened.

The old man listened, smiled happily and said: "Okay, you also know that the old man has a granddaughter, and now the old man is old, this time you go back to the imperial capital, I hope you can take her as an apprentice, take her back to the imperial capital with her, and take care of her." Xin'er heard it outside the door and covered her mouth with her hand: "Grandpa??" With tears in her eyes, she ran back to the room.

When Chen Hong heard this, he stood up acutely: "Elder Qi, how can the younger generation He De accept his granddaughter as an apprentice." The smile on the old man's face gradually retracted, and he shook his head: "It's not that you have the ability or not, it's just that you are willing to accept my dull granddaughter." Chen Hong listened and said in horror: "This is the honor of the younger generation." When the old man heard this, he showed his kind smile again, stood up and walked out of the door: "Then you clean up, and I will take Xin'er to pay homage to you tomorrow." Chen Hong bowed respectfully, "Old Qi walks slowly." ”

The old man left, leaving Chen Hong alone with a lot of thoughts: "This ......" After the old man went out, he went directly to Xin'er's room and knocked on the door: "Xin'er, are you there?" Xin'er heard the old man's voice, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, quickly opened the door, rushed out to hug the old man, and cried: "Grandpa, I won't go to the imperial capital, I don't want to leave you!" The old man kindly stroked Xin'er's head: "Silly boy, you have to go out after all, you can't stay in this village with my old man all the time!!" Xin'er hugged the old man tightly and shook her head desperately: "I won't ......!" "Okay, Xin'er is here." The old man dragged Xin'er, who was crying silently, back to his room. "Xin'er, don't cry!" the old man sat down and took out a box. When I opened it, there was a small three-edged thing inside, as well as a scroll. The old man looked at Xin'er kindly: "Come, stretch out your hand." The old man integrated the three-edged thing into Xin'er's hand, and handed the scroll to Xin'er: "This space is the same as our medicine garden, and the scroll is what I have learned all my life, you can understand it, and I will study it slowly in the future." ”

Seeing the old man explain like this, Xin'er cried sadly: "Grandpa!" The old man smiled and wiped away Xin'er's tears: "Don't cry, don't cry, when you get used to it in the imperial capital, grandpa will look for you." Hearing this, Xin'er said happily: "Really??" The old man smiled and nodded: "Okay, go back, pack up, and rest early!" "Hmm!" Xin'er got up and went back to the room.

On this night, all three of them tossed and turned, unable to sleep.