The Su family has a daughter (great love, big hate, poison doctor, killer, ancient love)

The three of them hit the road together.

Seeing his brother, knowing that it should be okay to have him as a protector, Ai Yi felt much more at ease, and the smile on her face increased. Zhao Jingxian was still worried, and Kuyak was not very talkative by nature, so if it wasn't for Aiyi's occasional words along the way, the three of them were afraid that they would suffocate to death.

Four days later, we had arrived in Gaochang.

Gaochang City is located to the east and south of the Kuyak and Aiyi communities, near the Flaming Mountain, and is a necessary place on the Silk Road. Founded in the Han Dynasty, it is named because of its high terrain and prosperous people. The Cheshi country died, and Rouran established Kan's Bo Zhou as the king, calling it Gaochang Guo, which has been passed down for nearly a hundred years.

But seeing the depth of the moat, the Gaochang city is towering, and the height is overlooking the vastness. The buildings in the city are dotted and the streets are vertical and horizontal, and it is divided into three parts: the inner city, the outer city, and the palace city. The outer city is built of rammed earth slabs, roughly square, and there are many earthen platforms several zhang high in the inner city, which is the place of today's Gaochang royal court.

After entering the city, the three of them asked for directions to the infirmary.

The head of the clinic was small, and there was a plaque hanging on it, with three big characters written on it: "Huichun Hall" - the name was not in any way like the local style of Gaochang, but rather like the industry of the Han people in the Central Plains. When I went in, there was also a plaque hanging on the wall, but it was the "Medicine of Benevolence" written by Han Li. In the middle of the hall was a table, surrounded by a group of patients, so that there was no room for view. Another column of patients sat on stools and lined up outside the door.

There are two rooms next to the main house, the one on the left side is connected to the main hall, and there is a large medicine kitchen in it, and there are hundreds of small drawers with names written on it containing various medicinal herbs, and a guy on the cabinet is holding a small scale to grab medicine, and his hand movements are very quick.

Under the counter was a child, squatting by the stove and looking at the medicine pot with a fan, the water in the pot was boiling, and the small lid was suddenly lifted to spew hot air. There was also a little boy next to him, who was struggling to crush the medicinal herbs by stepping on the grinding wheel.

There was a curtain on the door on the right, and I didn't know what to do.

At this time, a girl walked by and was busy serving tea and handing the party, and she should be the one who served her closely.

Zhao Jingxian and the three of them pushed aside everyone, and when they walked in, they saw a peaceful-looking young man, only to see him with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a lying silkworm, thin cheeks, a sharp chin, ten slender and dexterous fingers, and wearing an ink-colored shirt or a wide robe with big sleeves common to Han people.

He sat at the table, concentrating on the pulse or bowing his head to write the prescription, his expression was calm, confident and free, and his pen walked with a faint coldness.

Zhao Jingxian leaned up to ask something, but was stopped by the girl: "Who are you?" Childe is concentrating on diagnosis and treatment, so he can't be disturbed! ”

Zhao Jingxian saluted: "We are here to find a Central Plains woman this time. I heard that a few days ago, it seems that I came to your hall to ask for medicine because of the cold, so I want to bother my son to ask who sent her? And where did it go? ”

The girl's pushing and shoving movements were a little weaker, but she was still not very friendly: "There are more people in our son's diagnosis and treatment, and there are not hundreds but dozens of people every day, so do you have to write them all down and wait for you to ask?" I don't remember the one you said. ”

Zhao Jingxian was treated like this, and he didn't dare to be angry with her when he was angry in his heart. At this time, Kuyak, who was behind him, said, "Don't worry, girl. This Zhao Gongzi's friend is gone, and he is also anxious, so please bear with me if my words and deeds are inappropriate. ”

When the girl saw that Kuyak was earnest, coupled with his skin-like appearance and elegance, she softened her tone: "What does that girl look like?" "Willow eyebrows, apricot eyes, and a high nose bridge" - Zhao Jingxian hurriedly interjected.

Hearing this, the boy who was diagnosing the pulse on the side shouted: "Angelica Bai." ”

The girl hurriedly went over and lowered her head to listen to him whisper a few words, and then led the three of them into the right room: "Childe, please wait a moment, he will come quickly." ”

This room has nothing but two beds, and it is supposed to be a place for patients to check and acupuncture.

The three of them waited for a while, and then they heard Bai Zhi outside say loudly, "I'm sorry everyone." Childe has something to do today, and I will continue to treat you tomorrow", as soon as the words fell, there was a lively atmosphere in the hall, but it did not prevent the curtain from being lifted, and the three of them saw Bai Zhi pushing this wooden chair with wheels in—it turned out that Luo Zitang, the wonderful hand of the Rejuvenation Hall, turned out to be a person with a leg disease.

Looking at him head-on at this moment, this son has a calm temperament, a frank face, clear eyes, and a calm heart, only to see his fingers gently tapping on the armrest of the wooden chair, with a bitter taste of herbs on his body.

He opened his mouth and asked: "In Xia Luo Zitang, I don't know how to call a few people?" ”

But Kuyak replied, "Our brother and sister's surname is Yang, and they are the pawns of the peddlers on this road. ”

Oh, peddler pawn? Luo Zitang widened his eyes and sneered in his heart: This is dressed in a luxurious manner, and there is a majesty in his eyes, and he is not an ordinary person at a glance. To put this is to deceive fools.

Since they don't want people to know, then he doesn't have to be disliked. Luo Zitang didn't say anything: "Oh? I heard Bai Zhi say that you don't want medicine, so why do you want to come? ”

Zhao Jingxian hurriedly explained the search for the person, and described everything from facial features and temperament to fat and thin, and even the tone of his speech could not be imitated, as if a Su Shi was standing in front of him.

Ai Yi couldn't help but feel sad when she saw this scene: sure enough, Zhao Gongzi had a deep affection for Miss Su, otherwise, how could he think about her every word and deed, from the tips of her hair to her nails, and even every little action so clearly?

Luo Zitang thought for a moment and said, "Your description is quite like the newly found daughter of the sect master. ”

The Kuyak brothers and sisters were shocked when they heard this, but Zhao Jingxian heard it: "Sect Master? Who is she? My friend's parents died, how did he run out of another mother? ”

Luo Zitang didn't answer: "Look at you, you look like a native of the Central Plains, and you don't know much about this time, but the two people next to you must have heard of it." On that day, the sect leader personally hugged a girl to come for treatment, saying that it was a daughter's body, so that Xiaoguan would not dare to slack off. I saw that it was a symptom of cold and fatigue, but the sect leader was very concerned, so he prescribed a prescription for relief. ”

"Excuse me, what day is this? Where did they go? I don't know if it's convenient to inform? ”

"No more than four days ago. It's just that this son, they are considered guests when they enter the door, but they are passers-by when they go out. They didn't ask what they were going to do, and they didn't need to. People who practice medicine only hang pots to help the world, save lives and help the wounded, and they are not as focused on news as a restaurant and tea shop."