There are a lot of manuscripts in storage, and I am constantly working hard to code words.

Strive not to be watery, concise and wonderful. Welcome to the collection of the little masters, Mo Da! Thank you for your recommendation, I will definitely make more efforts to code the word.

I went on. ~~~~~~

Ou Zhengxue slammed a shudder on Qing'er's forehead, and the tears of the painful little girl were about to come out, holding her mouth aggrievedly, rubbing her little hands on her forehead, and looking at her with tears in her eyes.

Ou Zhengxue also felt that she was a little heavy, so she hurriedly grabbed her hand on her soft forehead and blew it on her gently, but she didn't let go of it: "Don't mention this matter again, otherwise I really won't spare you." ”

"Hey, this Fourth Young Master An is really pitiful." Xiao Qing'er watched the man in white fly away, and suddenly spoke with sentimentality.

Ou Zhengxue smiled: "Where is he pitiful? How? Could it be that you are also attracted to men? ”

Xiao Qing'er looked at the figure that walked away disdainfully: "Where is it? Even if I am tempted, I want to be like you, a lady, I like a true doctor like Duan Langzhong, who is really talented and learned, and has a good hand and a benevolent heart, how can I like such a fake Langzhong who has nothing to show for himself, a general? ”

"It's all nonsense, why is there so much nonsense? I'm spoiling you too much, am I? Ou Zhengxue grimaced, but still wanted to laugh angrily. She didn't expect that in this little girl's heart, this miracle doctor was indeed a "great god"-like character.

Thinking about it this way, Duan Xin did "bring himself back to life", and he cured the old lady Yao who was in danger with a wonderful hand, although both times were coincidental and not a tricky serious illness, but Duan Xin's medical skills and medical ethics are indeed enough to deserve this respect.

As for why I always think he is very ordinary, it's just because it's a little too familiar. Who made him look so much like his little apprentice in his previous life?

Thinking of this, Ou Zhengxue not only laughed. Duan Xin was really wronged, just because he had the same name and appearance as that stupid apprentice, his talent and strength were repeatedly ignored by himself, and he was really wronged.

As soon as the master and servant wanted to go back to Jiaxin Building, they heard the thirteen niangs exclaim. Ou Zhengxue took a look, and saw that the thirteen niang fell in front of the door, holding her ankle with her hand and tears in her eyes. I'm struggling to get up.

Xiao Qing'er just wanted to walk over, but she was a step too slow, Ou Zhengxue took a few steps forward, held her down and said, "Don't move, so as not to get hurt again." ”

Ou Zhengxue gently helped her up, and drove her to the house with Qing'er one by one.

"Alas, it's a pity." Thirteen Niang sat on the edge of the bed and covered her ankles, frowning slightly and sighing softly, the voice was soft and glutinous, but there was a bit of a sad taste.

Qing'er wondered, "What's a pity? It's strange to say that it's a pity to hurt your foot, but it should be said that it's ...... It's just bad luck, why is it a pity? ”

Ou Zhengxue looked helpless, shook her head and said: "A, what this thirteen niang said is that it is a little late to twist her feet, if the white-clothed man is here, can you keep him for a while......?"

Thirteen Niangjiao snorted, turned her head away and didn't look at Ou Zhengxue, she didn't have the shyness and resentment just now, but generously admitted: "This girl just likes it, what?" There is this law in this dynasty that the courtesan wants to become a nun and not ask Hongchen? ”

Ou Zhengxue really likes her hot temperament, seeing her so cross-examined, laughing and not speaking.

A few days later, in the hall of the front yard.

Tsing Yi, guzheng, sandalwood curling, wonderful sound like flowing water.

If it weren't for Qing'er pulling her sleeve to remind her, Ou Zhengxue would really be stunned. This Shangguan Langjun hasn't seen him for a long time, but now he has a little more elegant.

"Mrs. Ou has arrived." Shangguan Xiao Yin stood up with a smile and bowed slowly.

When did this Shangguan Langjun become so gentle and polite? The gentleness and kindness in his eyes are not like pretending.

Ou Zhengxue was not sure for a while, why this Shangguan Langjun had such a big change. just politely owed his body, and said softly: "Zhengxue is late, Shangguan Langjun don't be surprised." ”

Shangguan Xiao Yin smiled slightly, and said: "Recently, I have heard that Ou Niangzi is very smart, Xiao Yin has heard a lot, and Lord Youjin Wuwei is full of praise. When I had nothing to do, I talked to my old friend, and my old friend heard the name of Ou Niangzi, and recommended him to see the lady in the next place, not to enjoy the piano music, Ou Niangzi would like to see it? ”

Ou Zhengxue was stunned, although he was displeased, but this Xianyin Pavilion was a music workshop after all, and the guests still had to see it, no matter what the reason, he could only smile and say: "It's okay." ”

I saw a person walking out slowly from behind the screen.

Amazing!

Ou Zhengxue only had these four words in his mind to describe the man in front of him.

He was very handsome and tall, dressed in white.

The temperament is elegant and cold, and the body seems to have a bit of dew and coolness.

Long hair is like a waterfall, eyes are falling stars, thin lips are slightly pursed, and the smile is indifferent and casual, like the brother next door. But between the eyebrows, he couldn't hide the arrogance.

The smile in the man's eyes can be called perfect - three points of immortality, three points of detachment, three points of restraint, and one point of casual indifference.

"This is Ou Niangzi Ou Zhengxue." Shangguan Xiao greeted him and was busy making introductions.

Ou Zhengxue bowed slightly and said, "The little woman Ou Zhengxue has seen the guest officer. ”

The man bowed slightly and said, "I've seen Mrs. Ou." ”

Shangguan Xiao Yin hurriedly said at this time: "This is Qin Tianjian Lu Chuyi, Lord Lu. Master Lu's talent, Ou Niangzi must have heard of it, right? ”

Hearing Lu Chuyi's three words, Ou Zhengxue's heart was shocked: Did you really meet the deity? Lu Chuyi has both ability and political integrity, and he looks like Pan An, who in Chang'an City doesn't know, she has naturally heard of it.

Lu Chuyi is talented, well-read, talented, and writes. According to legend, this person wrote poems at the age of nine, and the sound shook Chang'an. Not only are poems and songs wonderful, but also the most refined channel can observe the heavens.

The son of the three major families in Chang'an is known as the people of Chang'an: Wang Wuliu Cui Jiu is crazy, and his original intention is to break people's intestines. It can be seen that Lu Chuyi's piano skills are recognized as a must in Chang'an.

There is also a legend about the piano skills of this "great god".

It is rumored in Chang'an that Lu Chuyi was in a good mood once, and in the early morning, he played the guqin on the eaves of his house. It actually attracted the clouds in the sky to gather, the ambilight lingered, and the birds and butterflies also rushed to fall on the eaves and couldn't listen.

Although this allusion is a bit mysterious and may be fabricated, this god-like existence cannot but be said to be the best in the world with both talent and appearance.

Although Ou Zhengxue was a little curious about this legendary Lu Chuyi in his heart, he was only a little curious, but there was only a little more exploration in his eyes, and his face was calm as usual.

Lu Chu saw that Ou Zhengxue's face was calm, his eyes were cold, and he was a little transparent and calm.

He was slightly shocked in his heart: he had seen too much admiration and reverence. This level-eyed and indifferent made him feel comfortable.

The corners of Lu Chuyi's mouth twitched, his clear eyes faintly revealed a bit of expectation, and he said softly: "Ou Niangzi can be called a peerless talent, I heard that Ou Niangzi can judge cases like a god, and I have already heard that Ou Niangzi is proficient in piano, chess, singing and dancing, I don't know if it is ...... today."

Ou Zhengxue knew that he had this question, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Where is it, it's just a rumor, in fact...... After Zhengxue recovered from a serious illness, her poor health and her piano skills were neglected, and she forgot very little left. ”