Murong Jing's appearance made Wu Qian a little stunned, but it seemed that he was in his medical treatment again.

"Your Highness, why are you here?"

Murong Jing glanced Wu Qian up and down, and then said slowly: "Are you in good health?" ”

Wu Qian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Thank you Your Highness for your care, the old slave's health is very good." ”

"But this king heard that you always seem to have been carried off Luo Yuer's show bed, are you really okay? Do you want to find Wu Zheng's kid to take a good look at you, speaking of which, it's all Wu Zheng's kid's fault. ”

Wu Qian shook his head and said: "You can't blame him for this, he also stopped the old man beforehand, but the old man couldn't hold back the happiness in his heart, so he indulged it once." Speaking of which, the old slave has to thank that kid! If it weren't for his old slave's age, how could he have such a leisurely night? ”

Wu Qian's words, Murong Jing also had to admit that what he always said was right, people who are more than a hundred years old can still carry a gun into battle, this is simply a great miracle in the world.

Others may not know, but Murong Jing sent someone to investigate this matter, according to Sha Kun's report to the old bustard Luo Yu'er of Qianyan Tower, today it is called a radiant and radiant person, in the end, this is all the credit of the person in front of him!

I have to admit that Murong Jing thinks that she doesn't have this ability, even if she dies of exhaustion in Luo Yu'er's bed, it is impossible for her, an old bustard who has not opened for nearly 20 years, to be so brilliant overnight.

Thinking of this, Murong Jing couldn't help but think of another thing, that is, Sha Kun was seriously injured on the battlefield, and after asking all the doctors and mages, they all unanimously concluded that this person could not have a queen.

But recently, I heard that Wu Zheng seems to be treating this guy, and Sha Kun himself said that the effect seems to be quite good, although he is not as immediate as Wu Qian, a person in his last years, but Sha Kun really feels that his thing is reviving at a speed that he can perceive, and the heaviest seeds that have not been seen for many years can actually appear as if they are nothing.

If Wu Zheng really has the ability to resurrect the dead and return the yang to mend the sky, then this is enough for the eunuchs in the palace to know about it?

But I heard that Tian Xuan guy seems to have come back to life, Murong Jing didn't believe in this matter before, but now he has to believe it when he looks at Wu Qian in front of him.

In this case, can you also try it with him, after all, at his age, there are only sixteen heirs, compared to his two brothers, who have tens or hundreds of heirs, this number is a bit embarrassing and conspicuous.

"Your Highness......"

"Wu Lao is not the king who said you, you were indeed a little too impulsive last night."

"Alas! In fact, His Royal Highness doesn't say that the old slave also knows, but it is rare to be young in life, not to mention that a person like the old slave has already buried most of the Huang Shidu, and the joy in his heart can not be held back when he spits out new sprouts from the dead wood."

"It's rare to be young in life...... Wu Lao, do you mean that Wu Zheng makes people feel younger? ”

Wu Qian nodded: "That's right." ”

"That kid still has this ability?" Unconsciously, Murong Jing's face changed from questioning to curiosity.

Wu Qian smiled: "Your Highness, to say something reckless, that kid's ability may be more than you think now." The old slave also heard that Shakun's kid seems to have improved after his treatment, I don't know if it's true or not? ”

Murong Jing nodded: "This is true, but I heard that it will take three years to completely cure." ”

"Three years! Yes, it is difficult to cure a person who has no children and grandchildren in three years, and the old slave believes that he may only be found in this world. Even his master, the old slave had never heard that he could have this ability. Your Highness is now a thin heir, you might as well look for that kid, and then Your Highness will be able to understand the old slave's indulgence last night. ”

Footsteps sounded outside the courtyard again, this time it was Wu Kui, Wu Qian couldn't help but scold in his heart that the kid was really not the right time, now the prince in front of him has obviously moved the mind of returning to the sky, if he knows that the liquor has this ability, then he asked himself to ask for this liquor, he is giving it! Or don't give?

So Wu Qian picked a leaf and hit it out, and the leaf flew out of the courtyard gate like a throwing knife that could turn, and it hit something behind the wall, and then the footsteps stopped.

Murong Jing looked at Wu Qian suspiciously, and Wu Qian smiled: "The younger generations in the family are not sensible, so His Highness can see and laugh." ”

Murong Jing glanced at the courtyard wall, although he couldn't see Wu Kui on the other side of the courtyard wall, but Wu Kui had followed him for so many years, and he could still hear his footsteps.

So he smiled and said: "Wu Kui is the right-hand man of this king, how can he be as unbearable as Wu Lao said?" Since Wu Lao is safe, then this king will not disturb your old rest here. ”

Wu Qian sent Murong Jing out of the Wu Mansion, and after listening to his nonsense telling him to take care of his body, he ran back to the courtyard in a hurry, stretched out his fingers a little to unlock the acupoints on Wu Kui's body.

Wu Kui, who had just recovered his luck, couldn't help but soften his hands and feet, and the wine jar in his arms almost didn't fall to the ground because of this, but fortunately, Wu Qian's skills were good, and he grabbed the wine jar that fell in the air.

It is not suitable for him, how about his great-grandson, did the acupoint just now hurt him, Wu Qian, who got the wine, didn't even look at Wu Kui again, just like a starving ghost, he hurriedly opened the wine jar and took a deep breath of wine.

As he inhaled the wine, his pale face suddenly returned to a little blood.

"That's right, it's this altar."

After saying that, he poured himself a sip.

"Ancestor ......"

Wu Qian, who was enjoying the wine stirring in his mouth, glared at Wu Kui involuntarily, and said angrily: "You still have something?" ”

Can this be okay? You can just walk on the ground, and you pour horse urine on yourself, can your old body stand it?

"As the old ancestor said, although good wine is good, greedy for a cup hurts ......," Wu Kui persuaded.

"Greedy for a cup hurts your body?" Wu Qian glared at Wu Kui angrily: "You kid knows a fart." ”

After speaking, he poured himself a big sip, and I don't know if it was Wu Qian's mental effect that this wine could make him rejuvenate, or if he was easy to numb his taste when he was old.

"Ancestors drink slowly, this wine is not cheap."

"You kid finally told the truth, you are heartache silver!"

Is this silver, and this clearly gold, and wine to drink? This big gulp is simply swallowing gold!

Of course, Wu Kui's heartache silver is small, and the heartache of his ancestor's body is true, he has never drunk such a spirit, but he smells the fragrance of this wine and knows that this wine must be as strong as fire.

How could this old bone of the ancestor stand such a fierce fire?

"Ancestor, my grandson is not heartbroken with silver, and the family doesn't care about this bit of silver. Grandson, this is the body of the ancestor who is heartbroken! ”

"You kid knows the fart, okay, you can go your way! The old man's body The old man himself knows that he doesn't need you to make noise here. ”

Wu Qian drove Wu Kui away with the wine jar, and Wu Kui, who was scolded twice in a row and knew a fart, couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, could it be that Wu Zheng had any way to drink this wine, not only would it not hurt his body due to drinking, but he could also strengthen his muscles and bones?

Wu Kui couldn't figure it out, so he could only pray that he really knew a fart like the old ancestor scolded!

Wu Kui, who left the courtyard, got up the 1,000 taels of gold that he promised Wu Zheng, and found someone to send the golden ticket.

Wu Zheng, who got the golden ticket, asked Xiao Qiao to find a coppersmith to build a set of distillation equipment according to the drawings he had drawn, and a car of liquor from Jiuxianweng.

And Wu Zheng went to Qianyan Tower, yesterday he promised Luo Yuer that the reward was not less, and at the same time, Wu Zheng was also very curious, I had long heard that there were those fierce drugs in the Qinglou that could enhance the combat power of men, didn't Wei Xiaobao, who was born in the Qinglou, have three flavors?

Of course, Wu Zheng also knew that many of those things were made up, but as soon as Luo Yuer inquired, hey! That kind of medicine is really in this green medicine.

Wu Zheng wanted the formula for this medicine, but the price that Luo Yuer prescribed was not cheap, it didn't matter, Wu Zheng directly smashed it with one hundred taels of gold, so Wu Zheng not only got the prescription, but also got a pack of the medicine that Luo Yuer had treasured for many years.

It's just that the medicinal smell of these medicines is too strong, and if there is more Wu Qian in the wine directly, the old ghost will definitely be suspicious, and if it is small, it will not work, but it doesn't matter that it is difficult for Wu Zheng.

The active ingredients in this herb are either soluble in oil, water or ethanol, as long as you refine the essence part yourself, put it in the wine and cover it with the smell of wine, I don't believe that the old ghost can still smell it.

The old man who pulls the shade of the tree in the courtyard at sunset, a table with four dishes, a wine jug and two cups, two pairs of wooden chopsticks with red lacquer and gold wire, are neatly placed on both sides of the table, and there are two bowls of white and tender rice.

On the other end of the chopsticks, Xiao Qiao, who was dressed in a red dress and a long dress, was sitting there quietly with her hands on her cheeks as usual, waiting for Wu Zheng, who was washing her hands on the side, to come over for dinner.

"How much wine has been made in these two days?" Wu Zheng asked casually.

"There are twenty-three altars, Childe."

"Twenty-three altars? Let's put it in for now! Don't wear yourself out. ”

Xiao Qiao smiled: "Don't be tired, those are all silver!" In the past two days, the Wu family has bought four altars, and since the price has been reduced, all they have paid are cash. It's just Childe, how can we bring this silver back! ”

"It's okay, calculate the time, Ah Er, those guys should be coming soon."

"Speaking of time...... Childe, it's almost the end of the month. ”

"What happened at the end of the month?" Wu Zheng said suspiciously.

"Childe, didn't you say before that we would be able to go back in another month?"

Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "That's right!" Isn't it time yet? ”

"But we don't seem to have done anything."

"Hehe, although we haven't done anything, some people are very busy now, don't worry! Everything was in my plan. ”

Xiao Qiao said suspiciously: "Childe is talking about Luanyin girl?" ”

"Don't mention that little witch, I just hope she can send us back, then we can only die of old age in Tuguhun. By the way, I haven't seen her for the past few days, what is the little witch busy with? ”

Xiao Qiao took a bite of food and said: "I heard Long Eighteen say that Sister Luanyin seems to have gone to Chongming Mountain in the past two days, and I don't know what she is doing." ”

"I really don't know how to do things, what are you doing in Chongming Mountain these days? Isn't it just a Songzan and a good fortune? What waves can be turned? Staring at him was like staring at Murong Jing. ”

"Oh? What is Brother Wu's opinion? ”