Chapter 8: Sorrow
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After the middle-aged man left, the big man frowned unhappily, this scene happened to be seen by the girl, and the girl came over: "Big man, practicing medicine is to help the world, how can they always be someone else in my eyes, even if I exchange my sincerity for falsehood, if I cure them, it will be worth it, I saved you, but I made you lose your memory, so now I am your dearest family, I want to make up for my mistakes, but at the same time you have to listen to me, first of all, you can't be so angry, come and laugh." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
"Well, Jiaojiao, I listen to you." Immediately, the big man grinned stiffly, his smile made people dare not compliment, but at least he couldn't see a little reluctance, the big man had no memory, his mind became simpler than that of a child, and he would never be able to disguise his emotions, but obviously Ling Jiaoyun thought too absolutely, and the big man promised but was still distressed in his heart. Disguise is not only a woman's talent, but also a man's habit.
Outside the medicine hall, more than a dozen big horses came, each of them was extremely powerful, but only the strongest horse lay down a person, that person's fox eyes and a handful of eight-character beard completely interpreted the treacherous vividly, the eight-character beard controlled the mount under the crotch, grabbed the reins and more than a dozen horses stopped in front of the medicine hall, the eight-character beard did not dismount, and shouted loudly to the hall: "Doctor Ling, I am Lu Yun, the strategist of the Han Mansion, at the order of my family, I invite you to come to the mansion and set up a dinner party to entertain you."
A strategist dares to ride more than a dozen horses rampant in the streets, and he dares to be angry and dare not speak, Lu Yu's status is definitely not low, and he can even be called the emperor of the soil, and he can speculate how terrifying the power of his master is. It is understandable to disdain to enter this small medicine hall, but Lu Yun knows that this is not the case, and when he came, the master warned him not to step into the medicine hall and said that it would make it dirty, not disdainful but daring! Lu Yu couldn't figure out the master's thoughts, many aristocratic ladies in Dongba City were fond of him, why did they only like this poor yellow-haired girl.
"Trouble Lord Lu Shark to bring a message, please convey it to Lord Handan, saying that the little girl must go to the banquet on time." The big man wanted to stop it but was covered by Ling Jiaoyun's lips, staring at Ling Jiaoyun's delicate face in confusion.
"Well, I'll definitely bring it, please rest assured Doctor Ling, I'll leave first." "Slow down, adults."
The big man was afraid that Ling Jiaoyun would be angry and didn't dare to struggle, and it wasn't until the street was noisy again that Ling Jiaoyun let go of the jade hand. The big man was very angry: "Nothing to be courteous or a thief, even I just came to Dongba City for three days and know that although Handan is excellent, he has a bad reputation, will you not know?" Why did you agree to the banquet? ”
Handan is indeed very good, is the only wise man in Dongba City who became a general, as we all know, the wise man in Dongba City is respected, the wise man will not lose his value to practice martial arts, but the martial artist is desperate to learn the waste of martial arts, which has caused a top-heavy situation, and Handan is not only recognized as the youngest wise man in Dongba City, but also became the general of the leading army by virtue of his martial cultivation, even if the cultivation is only the extent of Longji, but this is the first person in the history of Dongba City to become a warrior by a wise man, and the edge is extremely strong, But his private life does not seem to be reviewed, and there are rumors everywhere that his character is not good.
Ling Jiaoyun smiled when she heard this, and she was as bright as a flower: "Big man, I know that you are for my good, but I have to ask Handan for something, because the refugees in Dongba City have nowhere to settle during the war, and the city lord is also sitting and watching them fend for themselves, so I have to borrow the influence of Handan."
A hint of cunning flashed in Ling Jiaoyun's smile, and at this moment, the big man was relieved to know that Ling Jiaoyun, an old-fashioned and pure healer, also had the side of a witch, and smirked a few times.
"Wood." Ling Jiaoyun said coquettishly.
"Huh? What the? "No, let's get to work." Ling Jiaoyun pushed the big man's shoulders and didn't let him turn his head, her pretty face was already so red that she was about to drip blood.
When night falls, Dongba City is surrounded by trees on all sides, and once the sun shifts to the west, Dongba City will begin to darken, and the night will come much earlier than the outside world. Handfu is already bright, and the streets and alleys elsewhere seem to be brightly lit, and only Handfu dares to make such a pomp and circumstance under the nose of the city lord. The Hanfu had already begun to prepare in the morning and afternoon, and they all thought that they were receiving distinguished guests from large city-states, otherwise how could the host be so grand, but what they didn't expect was that the object of the banquet was actually a poor girl who knew a few medical skills. In Dongba City, because of the high-level hierarchical discrimination, the hierarchical discrimination is very serious, even if he gets rich overnight, in the eyes of the city's people, he still has a cheap spirit in his bones.
Ling Jiaoyun went to the banquet indifferently in white clothes, even the big man was left in the medicine hall by her, and the housekeeper outside the mansion had already done a good job of reception, leading Ling Jiaoyun to the guest hall. Passing through the garden, Ling Jiaoyun smelled blood, the doctor's nose was the most intelligent, she pretended to scan the garden casually, the grass was stained with blood, probably those maids were so quick to ask for help, ignoring it, the nobles of Dongba City have long been accustomed to lynching, and even more just accidentally broke a bowl for feeding dogs and took their lives. Ling Jiaoyun only felt sad when she looked at this prosperous mansion, she was bright and beautiful on the outside, but she was rotten on the inside, and it was always ridiculous. Handan has a great record of success, and can fight everywhere to protect the peace of the city, but it is not violent, is this really the blessing of the people?
In contemplation, Ling Jiaoyun was led to the guest hall by the housekeeper, and a young man in a brocade robe in his early twenties got up to greet him, he exuded an elegant aura all over his body, but his sword eyebrows and eyes were abruptly domineering, it was the Confucian general Handan of Dongba City. Handan looked at Ling Jiaoyun's frowning willow eyebrows, and quipped: "Why is Miss Ling a man-eating tiger when I am a man-eating tiger, but I have to worry about being like this when I go to a banquet."
"The little woman just saw the red plums blooming on the haystacks of the General's Mansion Garden, and was amazed, it was already in the middle of summer, and it was still like this, thinking it was a new variety." Ling Jiaoyun asked painlessly.
Then observing the change in Handan's expression, Handan's smile stiffened a lot, a little unnatural, sure enough, Handan was too young to either drown in the powder bush, or soaked in the battlefield, far from being able to change everywhere without being surprised: "Miss Ling is really joking, where did the plum blossoms come from in this summer, probably because you overworked to treat the patient, so please sit down and eat."
Handan reluctantly passed perfunctorily, obviously wanting to reveal it, and didn't want Ling Jiaoyun to continue to mention it. Even if he likes Ling Jiaoyun, it is true, but if his interests are touched, he will not hesitate to abandon Ling Jiaoyun and choose interests, which is so realistic. Ling Jiaoyun also knew this, and didn't ask any more, and smiled: "Thank you, General, for your hospitality."
"What's this, if you're happy, come to my house every day to eat, but you call me a general and make me unhappy, there's no need to see me like this, you just call me Handan, but I sent someone to invite you many times, but this time it's the most refreshing, is there any trouble in the medicine hall?"
"It's not, the little girl really wants to ask you for something today."
"What?" Handan looked very useful, and wished that Ling Jiaoyun would beg him.
"Refugees." Ling Jiaoyun said truthfully, and Handan's smile suddenly retracted.
When the curtain falls, Dongba City is surrounded by trees on all sides, and once the sun shifts to the west, Dongba City will begin to darken, and the night will come much earlier than the outside world. Handfu is already bright, and the streets and alleys elsewhere seem to be brightly lit, and only Handfu dares to make such a pomp and circumstance under the nose of the city lord. The Hanfu had already begun to prepare in the morning and afternoon, and they all thought that they were receiving distinguished guests from large city-states, otherwise how could the host be so grand, but what they didn't expect was that the object of the banquet was actually a poor girl who knew a few medical skills. In Dongba City, because of the high-level hierarchical discrimination, the hierarchical discrimination is very serious, even if he is rich, in the eyes of the city's people, he still has a cheap spirit in his bones.
Ling Jiaoyun went to the banquet indifferently in white clothes, even the big man was left in the medicine hall by her, and the housekeeper outside the mansion had already done a good job of reception, leading Ling Jiaoyun to the guest hall. Passing through the garden, Ling Jiaoyun smelled blood, the doctor's nose was the most intelligent, she pretended to scan the garden casually, there were blood stains on the haystack, probably those maids were so quick to ask for help, ignoring it, the nobles of Dongba City have long been used to lynching, and even more just accidentally broke a bowl for feeding dogs and killed them. Ling Jiaoyun only felt sad when she looked at this prosperous mansion, she was bright and beautiful on the outside, but she was rotten on the inside, and it was always ridiculous. Handan has a great record of success, and can fight everywhere to protect the peace of the city, but it is not violent, is this really the blessing of the people?
In contemplation, Ling Jiaoyun was led to the guest hall by the housekeeper, and a young man in a brocade robe in his early twenties got up to greet him, he exuded an elegant aura all over his body, but his sword eyebrows and eyes were abruptly domineering, it was the Confucian general Handan of Dongba City. Handan looked at Ling Jiaoyun's frowning willow eyebrows, and quipped: "Why is Miss Ling a man-eating tiger when I am a man-eating tiger, but I have to worry about being like this when I go to a banquet."
"The little woman just saw the red plums blooming on the haystacks of the General's Mansion Garden, and was amazed, it was already in the middle of summer, and it was still like this, thinking it was a new variety." Ling Jiaoyun asked painlessly.
Then observing the change in Handan's expression, Handan's smile stiffened a lot, a little unnatural, sure enough, Handan was too young to either drown in the powder bush, or soaked in the battlefield, far from being able to change everywhere without being surprised: "Miss Ling is really joking, where did the plum blossoms come from in this summer, probably because you overworked to treat the patient, so please sit down and eat."
Handan reluctantly passed perfunctorily, obviously wanting to reveal it, and didn't want Ling Jiaoyun to continue to mention it. Even if he likes Ling Jiaoyun, it is true, but if his interests are touched, he will not hesitate to abandon Ling Jiaoyun and choose interests, which is so realistic. Ling Jiaoyun also knew this, and didn't ask any more, and smiled: "Thank you, General, for your hospitality."
"What's this, if you're happy, come to my house every day to eat, but you call me a general and make me unhappy, there's no need to see me like this, you just call me Handan, but I sent someone to invite you many times, but this time it's the most refreshing, is there any trouble in the medicine hall?"
"It's not, the little girl really wants to ask you for something today."
"What?" Handan looked very useful, and wished that Ling Jiaoyun would beg him.
"Refugees." Ling Jiaoyun said truthfully, and Handan's smile suddenly retracted.
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