Song Xiaogongzi didn't know anything about the impending danger, and he was still thinking about how Old Man Gao would deal with knowing that Qi'er was a girl. Things were as Old Man Gao expected, Song Zheng moved a little early the next morning, greeted Wu, and rushed to Old Man Gao to get medicine.

Song Zheng came to Old Man Gao's residence, and Old Man Gao was standing outside the house, leisurely playing five bird plays. Seeing Song Zheng coming, Old Man Gao stopped and said with a smile: "Little boy, Brother Song's illness has been cured?" With that, he led Song Zheng into the house.

The two came to the main room, and the two packets of medicine were already wrapped and placed on the table. Song Zheng squinted and glanced at it, but he didn't see Qi'er, but the curtain in the east room moved slightly. Song Zheng smiled in his heart, Miss Qi'er was eavesdropping.

The two sat down in the chairs, and Song Zheng replied: "Doctor Gao is really a miracle doctor, grandpa felt light on his body after taking the first bowl of medicine yesterday morning. I drank the second bowl last night, I was sweating, my body was no longer hot, and my spirit was much better, but my body was a little weak and I had no strength. ”

Old man Gao said with a smile: "Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread." Brother Song took a pair of medicines and saw results, which is already a miracle, thanks to his health and health. The two pairs of medicines have been wrapped, and the little boy has taken them back. As he spoke, he pushed the medicine on the table to Song Zheng's side.

Song Zheng got up and arched his hand: "Thank you, sir." Old man Gao waved his hand: "Yes, the little boy is not polite." Hehe, there are two pairs of medicines in the little boy's own hand-picked Bupleurum, when it was harvested, it was already half dry, and it was dried yesterday, just into the medicine. The little boy crossed the mountains and mountains for Brother Song and picked medicine with his own hands, which is really commendable! Without waiting for Song Zheng to be modest, Old Man Gao continued: "As for the dogwood picked back by the little boy, it has been dried and can be used in medicine in a few days." The three words "dogwood", the old man Gao bit very hard.

The play meat is coming. The old man at home was waiting for the medicine, and Song Zheng didn't have time to grind. So he said, "Miss Qi'er...... Oh, Brother Qi'er hasn't gotten up yet? When he said this, Song Zheng saw that the curtain shook obviously.

Old man Gao smiled bitterly: "Let the little boy see the smile, my father and daughter take refuge here, and they must not let Qi'er dress up as a man, and I don't want the little boy to find out the clue." ”

Song Zheng said in his heart, I know that there is something unsightly about the two of you, so don't you recruit it quickly. So he asked, pretending to be surprised, "Take refuge?" ”

Now that he has made up his mind, Old Man Gao said very simply: "Presumably the little boy has guessed that I am not a countryman, and Qi'er is not a homeless child. I used to be the butler of a big man. This big man has two sons, although the eldest son is a concubine, but he is quite virtuous, and the second son is a concubine, but he is extremely treacherous. Later, when this big man was seriously ill, the second son hid poison in the medicine and killed his father. He also commanded a group of people and others, and set fire to the eldest son. Qi'er is the daughter of this eldest son, and she escaped for some reason. I was also hunted down because I knew something inside, and we escaped with makeup. The reason why I came to Songjiazhuang was because Brother Song and I were old acquaintances in the army back then, and we had a very good relationship. I had learned some medical skills in my early years, and that's why I became Langzhong. ”

Song Zheng nodded and said, "I see." Song Zheng noticed that the curtain in the east room began to shake incessantly, and there was a faint sound of sobbing.

Old man Gao said again: "I didn't even tell Brother Song about this, including the fact that Qi'er is a woman, and Brother Song didn't know about it. I'm afraid that if this matter spreads, if the enemy knows about it, Qi Er and I will be in danger. I said this, the little boy is a smart person, he should understand the stakes, and forget that the little boy kept it secret, and never mention this matter again in the future. ”

Song Zheng nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Gao, I won't mention it to outsiders, and I won't ask grandpa." It's just that Miss Qi'er is a woman, so it can't go on like this for a long time? ”

Old man Gao said in his heart, it's really a little fox, okay, tell you a little more thing, half-truths and half-truths, you should believe it. Therefore, Old Man Gao went on to talk about Qi'er washing his face with black pepper water, taking a small amount of dumb medicine, and how to restore his identity in the future. Since this was the real thing, Song Zheng was amazed after hearing it, this old man Gao was thinking so deeply, it was really not simple.

After the old man Gao said this, he saw that Song Zheng seemed to have believed it all, so he continued: "Little boy, since you have been sick and have become smart, I heard Brother Song say that your skills are also very good. ”

Song Zheng said in his heart, this old man Gao is really a character who doesn't suffer losses, just said his business, and then used the "strange dream" to threaten me, how can I have the leisure to take care of your family's. Song Zheng didn't reply, but smiled at Old Man Gao. Old man Gao also smiled, and both of them looked like "I know your secret".

Before the two of them could share this happy moment, they heard Xiaoping shouting outside: "Doctor Gao, is my little son here?" Old man Gao hurriedly responded: "Miss Ping, the little boy is here." As he spoke, he stood up with Song Zheng, walked outside the house with the medicine bag, and said with a pun: "Little boy, you must remember what you said just now, go back and take good care of Brother Song." Song Zheng naturally nodded and responded: "Thank you, Doctor Gao, I remembered what I said just now." provoked Xiaoping to sigh in her heart: Doctor Gao is really a good doctor, and the little boy is really filial.

When Song Zheng arrived home, he realized that although he was not very polite with Old Man Gao, almost straight to the point, nearly an hour had passed, no wonder the family sent Xiaoping to find him. However, the most fortunate thing today is that Old Man Gao did not force himself to be responsible for Qi'er. This ass is worth it, and it's a feast for the eyes.

On August 17, Song Zheng has been busy exercising, and when he is tired, he flips through the books. Thanks to the retro plot of this guy's previous life, even those science books, he read them with relish.

Song Zheng is having a good time here, but Old Man Song's condition has worsened. It turned out that after taking a bowl of medicine in the morning, the old man felt in good health. In the afternoon, I had to get up and go out into the fields. It was the busy farming season, and Mr. Song was not worried about those long-term workers. Since the old man has always been at home, the Wu family can't stop him.

After all, the old man didn't have a good idea, and when he went out and let the wind blow, his head was dizzy. Before he reached the field, he began to breathe. Wu, who was accompanying him, hurriedly picked him up. Hurriedly called Old Man Gao to come for diagnosis and treatment, and Old Man Gao naturally complained a few words, and then changed the prescription and changed the medicine again.

That night, after Song Zheng expressed his filial piety, he fell asleep. Early in the morning of August 18, Song Zheng went to the East Courtyard to say hello first, and then began his morning exercise. In the early autumn season, the weather was still fine, and Song Zheng ran to the foot of the west mountain in less than a cup of tea, and then climbed the mountainside and came to the big rock. After resting for a while, Song Zheng began to play Chen-style Taijiquan.

There are many Chen-style Taijiquan routines, including 24 styles, 32 styles, 56 styles, etc., and Song Zheng only learned 24 styles. However, Chen's Taijiquan is more difficult than Yang-style Taijiquan, and Song Zheng in the previous life also took a lot of effort to learn it back then. After more than a month of practice, his movements are no longer astringent, and he has a little bit of rigidity and softness, yin and yang. Of course, there is still a long way to go before it is truly harmonious. Even so, Song Zheng was overjoyed. Because, after he played a small drag straight punch, he found that his movements were more coordinated, and there was a hint of natural reason in his moves. It's purely a feeling of mentality, and there's a flavor of indescribability.

Just when Song Zheng was carefully feeling the charm of Tai Chi, he suddenly heard a slight sound coming from above, a "poof", as if someone was farting. Song Zheng looked up, and immediately jumped to the bottom of the cliff in two steps, opened his hand again, and his body was close to the cliff wall. Before he could turn around, a stone of two or three hundred catties fell. Rubbing Song Zheng's body, he fell on the big stone at the bottom of his feet, and suddenly fell into two pieces, one remained on the soles of Song Zheng's feet, and the other rolled to one side. Then, several more stones of various sizes were thrown down, and some of them shattered and flew out into small stones. One of them also flew towards Song Zheng, and was dodged by Song Zheng, who had already turned around.

It turned out that when Song Zheng looked up, the big stone that fell first had already poked out of the top of the cliff and had a tendency to roll down. Thanks to Song Zheng's extremely quick reaction, he ran over and stuck it on the cliff wall. Song Zheng has been exercising here for a while and is very familiar with the terrain here. This section of the cliff is more than 20 zhang high, and the bottom of the cliff is a little concave. In addition, the stone was rolled down, and there was a forward momentum, so it did not roll down against the cliff, which gave Song Zheng room to dodge. Otherwise, don't say that this big stone, even the stones that fell down indiscriminately later, were enough to kill Song Zheng.

Song Zheng was rejoicing, but naturally he was annoyed. Who is it? You actually want to take away the master's life? However, Song Zheng didn't dare to squeak. Since the other party wants his own life and wants to run out, that person is condescending, and can even aim at him and smash stones. Not to mention a stone, even a slightly larger stone, coming down from such a high place, it is enough to break the skull of an 11-year-old child.

Song Zheng's ears are outstanding, and when the last rocky fell, he heard hurried footsteps, and quickly left the top of the cliff, as if he was very panicked. Song Zheng waited for a while, and when he saw that there was no movement, he carefully moved out against the cliff wall. Then he slowly slid down the big rock, and then he ran away, and went halfway down the mountain into the forest. No matter how powerful Song Zheng's current technique is, after all, he is weak and not an opponent of a man in his prime. In case the other party really wants his life in every possible way and blocks him on the road he often walks, he will be in danger. (Ask for votes, ask for collections, welcome to comment)