Xu Huan quickly ran to Zhu Ping'an, knelt down on one knee, and said with a smile, "Xu Huan greets the little marquis." ”

Zhu Ping'an took a look, it turned out that this kid knew him. I remember that it seems to be the son of the Admiral of the Nine Gates, and his name is Xu. This kid often goes to his own group, but Fu Di looks down on him a little and doesn't play with him at all.

"It seems that this can't be pretended today."

Zhu Ping'an sighed. Since everyone is smiling and smiling, it's not easy for me to reach out and fight.

"Oh? It turned out to be Young Master Xu, I said that you brought this large group of people to catch thieves? ”

Zhu Ping'an asked deliberately.

"Do you need me to catch a thief? I heard that the little marquis took the little pin girl to the West Mountain to enjoy the red leaves, and specially brought people to protect your old man. ”

That Xu Huan is also an old driver, and he turns very fast.

"Really? The little young master standing next to you just now seemed to have some conflicts with this marquis before, I don't think you were the monkey who asked for help?"

Zhu Ping'an deliberately sank his face and said coldly.

Xu Huan was stunned, "What kind of funny monkey?" He didn't understand what Zhu Ping'an said for a while, but then he guessed what he meant.

The sweat on his forehead came down as soon as he "snorted", and secretly scolded Xu Cong in his heart, and quickly explained, "The little marquis said to be laughing. Give me a few guts, and I don't dare to trouble your old man. That's my cousin, I heard that I offended the little marquis, and I arrested him to make amends to you. ”

I have to say that this Xu Gongzi saw the opportunity very quickly, and he is also a character.

Zhu Ping'an looked down and saw that the little gentleman who was in conflict with him, with a group of subordinates, knelt on the ground with a group of brushes, and couldn't help but be stunned, "Could it be that this kid is telling the truth?" ”

"Brother Xu is polite, you and I are brothers, but it's just a trivial matter, how can you use it so much?"

Zhu Ping'an patted Xu Huan's shoulder.

Xu Huan heard that the little marquis actually called him a brother, and his knees were weak with excitement, and he almost didn't kneel. At this time, if Zhu Ping'an asked him to die, it is estimated that he would not hesitate at all.

This incident was just a small episode, and Zhu Ping'an didn't take it to heart. He and Xu Huan casually said a few perfunctory words, then walked to the foot of the mountain and went with Xiaopin in the sedan chair.

Xu Huan kept waving until Zhu Ping'an's sedan chair was out of sight, and he was still a little unfinished.

Xu Cong knelt on the ground, didn't dare to raise his head, but said in his heart, if that slap was personally hit by the little marquis, what a glory it would be. Thinking about it, what kind of identity does the little marquis have, how can he beat a person like himself with his own hands? I'm afraid that there may not be a few people who are worthy of his personal action. Thinking about it like this, I was a little proud.

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Back in the mansion, Zhu Ping'an pondered Qin Xixi's words.

Since I promised her, I have to help her, in front of the beauty, my little marquis can't be untrustworthy, Zhu Ping'an made up his mind.

However, he did not enter the palace immediately and told Zhu Shouwen about this matter. Zhu Ping'an understands that this matter cannot be rushed, and he must always wait for a suitable opportunity.

With nothing to do, thinking of improving his strength as soon as possible, Zhu Ping'an prepared to practice alchemy.

instructed Laifu to buy a medicine furnace, saltpeter, and fire-starting materials, and purchased a large number of medicinal herbs, and Zhu Ping'an began to officially start refining medicine.

There are many books on alchemy in the Nine Heavens Persona, but most of them have extremely high requirements for the realm, so Zhu Ping'an had to choose the most basic one to practice.

According to the records in that book, refining medicine does not seem to be a difficult task, it is nothing more than a few steps such as dispensing medicine, making fire, refining, combining medicine, and becoming a pill.

However, the refining of medicine has very high requirements for the divine thoughts of immortal cultivators, and Zhu Ping'an's path of cultivating immortals has just begun, and the power of divine thoughts is still very weak. Therefore, he has been agitating for a whole day, and the first few steps have been basically mastered, but he always gives up before the step of combining medicine.

This is a bitter blessing, back and forth in a day, I don't know how many times I ran to the pharmacy.

He didn't say anything, and he couldn't help but complain a little in his heart, "I don't know what the young master wants to buy so many medicinal materials for, is it to open a medicine shop?" ”

Piles of waste medicine residue were poured out of the mansion, so in one day, the entire mansion knew that the little marquis was not ready to be an official, and said that he was going to change his career to be a doctor Langzhong.

Zhu Ping'an didn't know what these people were thinking, he had been locking himself in his room for the past few days, and kept drumming up those herbs.

Fortunately, he still had some talent, and finally succeeded in refining the first pill at noon one day.

It's just that the appearance of the pill is really ugly, like a Lantern Festival with a lot of sesame seeds on its surface, and it has been flattened.

"It's ugly, it's ugly, but it's a success."

Looking at his first work, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little proud.

In the next few days, he indulged in refining medicine, and his techniques became more and more mature, and the elixirs he refined became more and more tasteful.

"It's a pity that these herbs are too ordinary, and the elixirs they have cultivated have no effect."

"If I refine the Mixed Yuan Pill at this time, I'm afraid that I will be more than sixty percent sure."

Zhu Ping'an is very confident.

After all, the Mixed Yuan Pill, which is a pill that simply strengthens the body, is the most inferior pill in the immortal cultivation world, and it can't even be called a pill, and the disciples of those immortal cultivation sects don't look down on it at all, but they only refine it in large quantities to strengthen the muscles and bones of those miscellaneous servants of the sect.

Therefore, it is not very difficult to cultivate the Mixed Yuan Pill.

The effect of the pill mainly depends on the raw materials and prescriptions, the more advanced the herbs, the more complex the prescription, the more peculiar the effect of the refined pills. The technique and level of alchemy are just icing on the cake.

Now there are some ordinary medicinal herbs in this world, and those strange flowers and plants are extremely difficult to find. In the past few days, Laifu has run all over the streets and alleys of Kyoto City, but he has not found any trace of the mushu grass and iron bone flower.

"Without herbs, it is difficult for this marquis to cook without rice."

Zhu Ping'an was a little helpless.

Strengthening the body is the most urgent thing at present, after all, if the cultivation is successful, it is equivalent to wearing a cold weapon version of body armor, so that you can have one more hole card to save your life.

However, he couldn't find the alchemy herbs, no matter how anxious he was, there was no way.

I have been refining medicine for the past few days, after all, I am a little bored, so Zhu Ping'an put it down for the time being, walked around the courtyard, and said some jokes with those pretty maids, which made those maids laugh.

A joke was being told in a wonderful place, and Zhu Ping'an caught a glimpse of Laifu entering the house with a young man. The boy was very handsome, with a slightly shy expression on his white face.

"Brother Mo, why are you here?"

Seeing that the person who came was the Mo Gongzi who almost lost his life in the Jade Immortal Fang, Zhu Ping'an was a little surprised.

"Little Marquis, Mo Cheng came here today to thank Little Marquis for his life-saving grace."

Mo Cheng said.

The prescription that Zhu Ping'an prescribed for him seemed to be very effective, Mo Cheng seemed to be in much better spirits after taking it these days, and his body and bones were no longer so weak.

"With a lot of effort, why should Brother Mo be obsessed?"

Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly. For some reason, since I first saw this Mo Cheng, I had an inexplicable good impression of him.