In a drunken dream, in a daze, Justice heard her whisper in her ear: "Send you three Texas tornadoes." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info So, there you go......"

"Cui ......" fairly's eyelids trembled slightly in his sleep, and then his brows furrowed suddenly, and then he suddenly opened his eyes: directly above his head was a plaque. Under the faint light of the lantern, the four big characters of "Yiguo Mansion" could be faintly seen, and the four big characters in the book were upright and stable, but he still tried to widen his eyes, and blinked twice quickly: Yiguo Mansion. His eyes shrank sharply, he turned his head, his fists clenched, and tried to tell himself with the pain of his not-so-long nails sinking into his palms: all this is true! Good! I'll prove it to you!

He sat up suddenly, the quilt covering him slipped down quietly, he lowered his head and said nothing, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled, stretched out his hand, gently stroked the quilt on his body, and there was a trace of tenderness in the corner of his eyes: Okay, I'll prove it to you.

Slowly stood up from the ground, stretched his arms and made a few chest expansion movements, squatted down again, and carefully folded the quilt on the ground into tofu blocks. Standing up again, Gong Dao raised his head, his eyes staring at the plaque that read the Wing Guo Mansion without blinking. After a long time, he walked forward, raised his hand, just wanted to knock on the door, as if he remembered something, immediately put his hand down, turned around and unfolded the freshly folded tofu block, wrapped it tightly around his body, leaving only one head. The long quilt dragged on the ground, and he didn't care.

stepped forward and raised his hand to hammer the red wooden door hard: knock knock......

"Coming, coming, who" Listening to the mellow voice from far and near, Justice stopped.

With a squeak, the wooden door opened a slit, the width of a head, and the head of a young man protruded from it.

The little guy looked up and down at the fair, and at the same time did not forget to ask kindly: "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Fairness smiled: "Little brother, please be sure to inform Yiguo Gong, and say that the guest asked: 'Lian Po is old, can you still eat?' ”

"You're not too big...... the little guy muttered, "Wait a minute, I'll go and report." As he spoke, he closed the door.

Listening to the footsteps of the little guy running away quickly, he touched his nose fairly: Am I still young? It's six out of twenty!

Soon, the little maid opened the door again, with a look of awe: "Master, please come to the study for a while" said as he bent down and took a few steps back, making a gesture of please. He was not polite either, and strode forward......

Outside the study, the little maid took a few steps forward and gently knocked on the door a few times: "Master, the guest has arrived"

"Please come in" into the house, and the old and weak voice came slowly.

The little guy made another gesture of please.

He tightened the quilt, stepped forward and pushed the door open with his body, and walked in. Behind him, the little guy quickly and gently closed the door. A few steps further, he saw the old man sitting at the desk with his hands on the armrests of the chair.

It's hard to believe that the old man in front of him, with a yellowish complexion, dry skin, withered hair, and chapped nails, is the god of war of the Tang Dynasty who dominated the battlefield and terrified the enemy. When he was young, he experienced more than 200 battles large and small in order to survive and repay his gratitude, winning and losing, but these could not erase his great merits to the Tang Dynasty, however, the battlefield also left traces on his body, constantly tormenting him and reminding him when he was old.

There is always a twilight day for beauties, and there is always an end time for heroes.

Such a person deserves everyone's respect.

In this way, the two men looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

"Young man, are you going to wrap the brocade quilt all the time?" Although the voice seems old and weak, it allows the listener to feel the top-down majesty of the person who speaks.

Gongdao slowly took a few steps back, spread out his hands and folded the quilt on the hook hanging on the side, then stood still, slowly bent over, and bowed solemnly to the old man: "Guogong longevity?"

The old man's eyes flashed with a gleam: "The old man is forty and four this year"

He opened his mouth wide and looked stunned: "Guogong shouldn't be old"

The old man squinted: "At this time, I have to serve the old"

"Can the prince of the country still eat?"

"It has its heart, but it has no power!"

"Does Guogong often have dizzy vision and numbness in his hands and feet?"

"Yes," the old man nodded slowly.

"Chills, cold limbs, sweating, dizziness and tinnitus?"

"Yes"

"Tired and weak?"

"Yes, too!" The old man stared at him closely.

"Well, maybe I can help you"

"Really?" The old man gripped the handrail with both hands, his eyes staring at him without blinking.

"I just said, maybe!" He spat out the words word by word. "How much?" "Seventy percent!" He rolled his eyes a few times.

"On what terms?" The old man relaxed and leaned back in his seat.

"Simple, I'll make the face saint!" He slowly spat out a few words, word by word.

"Impossible!" The old man immediately refused!

"Is the prince afraid that I will be unfavorable to the saint?" The corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"You teenage boys! Not that much power yet! The old man snorted softly.

"Teenagers?" His eyes widened, he raised his hand in front of his eyes, and then looked down at himself up and down, and after a long time, he raised his head with a wry smile: Forget it, she can get me, this kind of thing should be a trivial matter.

"Forget it, you still have to take me after you are cured" He shook his head: "Also, it's better not to spread my existence and image easily!" In this way, it will be good for you, for me, and for the people in your house! ”

The old man's eyes flashed, "Yes, you can live in the study!" ”

Fair nodded, "First, the staple food: choose japonica rice, glutinous rice, millet, yellow rice, barley, and wheat to replenish qi; Purple rice, black rice, etc. The second is the choice of meat and eggs: chicken, goose, beef, rabbit, dog, pork liver, quail, pheasant, pork belly, herring, silver carp, saury, pomfret. The third is vegetables and fruits: lychees, pumpkins, grapes, red dates, peanuts, and sugarcane. Saying that, he stopped and smiled: "The most important thing is tiger bone wine!" I don't know exactly how to make it, but I do know that it can strengthen the body! You can ask Taiyi to debug it. ”

"Gone?" The old man kept nodding his head, and when he saw him stop, he asked with a smile.

"It's gone!" He smiled.

"By the way, you haven't asked the young man Lang Gao's name?" The old man was still squinting and smiling.

"This, let's wait until I see Li Er!" Justice also narrowed his eyes and smiled, but did not say his name.

"Then the young man should rest early, I'm also tired and going to sleep! ――When people are old, they always feel uncomfortable the next day if they sleep less. The old man was not reluctant, he stood up with a smile, and gradually walked to the door of the study step by step. Seeing this, he immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

The old man squinted and glanced up at the little guy next to the door: "What time is it?"

"Master, it's time!" The little guy bent down and replied respectfully.

"It's time," the old man replied softly, as if talking to himself: "The young man rests, the old man should also go back."

Saying that, he slowly walked into the night, and the little one around him immediately followed, and in front of the door, Justice always smiled and squinted: It's time, it's not too late......

In the Liangyi Palace, a handsome and martial middle-aged man frowned, his hand holding a pen hung in the air, but his eyes were not on the desk.

"Knock knock" A few knocks on the door woke him up: "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Yiguo asks to see you!" Outside the door, the voice of the eunuch on duty came.

"Please!" The middle-aged man immediately got up and walked to the door.

Yi Guogong, who had just entered the door, saw His Majesty the Emperor walking towards him, and hurriedly stopped to worship, and the middle-aged man immediately stepped forward to support him: "Uncle Bao, didn't you mean it?"

As he spoke, he helped him to the chair next to him and sat down: "You are incapacitated, what is there to ask this kid Huaiyu to report it, why do you have to come in person at night!" The words of reproach reveal a deep concern that touches people's hearts.

"The old minister is fine, the stakes are very high, the old minister is afraid that Huaiyu will not be able to speak clearly and delay the big event!" Yi Guogong trembled slightly, but his words were clear and powerful!

"Huh? What is there that needs to be so urgent? The middle-aged man's eyes twitched slightly, but his tone was still calm.

"There is a strange man in Lao Chen's house today" The old man's eyelids were lowered, and his tone was slow, as if what he said was not a big deal.

"What's the blame?" The middle-aged man's dark eyes were full of strange lights, but he spoke words slowly, giving people a feeling of being able to say or not to say.

"He has short hair and different clothes, but the words of the Central Plains are fluent; Thirteen or fourteen years old, but he is old; is young, but he dares to help his ministers heal; is weak, but he wants to help him face the saint; Do things tactfully, but" said, the old man paused slightly, and looked up at him, "but he called Your Majesty - Li Er!" ”

"Li~Er?" He was so startled by the sudden salutation that it was as if he had received an electric shock, and his mind was in a state of half-dementia.

After a while, he smiled bitterly: "Qualcomm, Xuan Taiyi!" Then he turned his head to Yiguo Gong and complained: "He must have given you the prescription, right?" Saying that, he waved his hand at him, stopping him from wanting to speak, "I understand your temperament, if he hadn't told you the formula, you wouldn't have come to help him explore the wind in the middle of the night." Moreover, you say that he is fluent in the Central Plains, doesn't that mean that he may be from the Central Plains? You say that he is an old man, doesn't that mean that you can't treat his words as jokes? Doesn't that mean he shouldn't hurt me? To say that he is tactful, doesn't that mean that he can't be targeted? Uncle Bao, Uncle Bao, you definitely didn't agree at the time, but your temperament makes you have to try with me again. You've said all that, and then let me choose whether to see or not to see. You, what can I say......"

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Doctor has arrived, ......" Outside the door, Qualcomm's announcement came.

"Let him in," the middle-aged man raised his tone.

"Shen ......" As soon as the imperial doctor came in, he had to salute the emperor.

"Excuse me, Imperial Doctor, come and see what the medicine that Yi Guogong said has a purpose?" The middle-aged man waved his hand, saving the imperial doctor from kneeling and bowing, "Uncle Bao, come and listen"

Yiguo Gong looked weird, but he still spoke, "The old minister obeys the order!" ”

This book was first published in Reading Books