After a night's rest, eight-year-old Zhou Qingfeng soon became full of energy and vitality. At dawn, he began to explore the world with the eyes of an adult - Fushun City in Liaodong at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

"This is Fushun?"

"Yes."

In the inn where Gu Yuanwei stayed, all kinds of people came and went, the shopkeeper wearing a felt hat neatly cleaned up a few greasy tabletops in the store, and some foot merchants and handymen walked back and forth between the tables and stools, and the gossip in the dialect that they could understand or could not understand was noisy and harsh. Zhou Qingfeng was at the staircase of the corridor on the second floor of the inn, in a daze at the lively scene downstairs.

Zhou Qingfeng chatted with the fast-talking shopkeeper, and within a few words, the other party pulled out all the three generations of his ancestors. He is in Fushun City, the forefront of the frontier defense of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty, and it is the Fushun Thousand Households of the Ming Army that is in charge of the military administration here.

It is said that the ancestor was a family member who came here with a certain generation of Liaodong chief military officers, and settled here. Fushun was an important military town in eastern Liaodong and an important market for trade between the Ming and Jurchen tribes. There is Fushun Pass ten miles away from the east of Fushun City, and beyond the wall is the famous horse market, and the people who come here to do business have created the prosperity of this place.

"Master, why are we coming to Fushun?" Zhou Qingfeng wanted to go to Shenyang, wanted to go to Beijing, and wanted to see the splendid scenery of the Ming Dynasty. Fushun, a bitter cold land in the north, what is there to treat? The shopkeeper told him that it was quite warm in July, but once it was winter, it would really turn into ice.

"Master is in some trouble, and he has to avoid many enemies. You also have to stay away from the evil daughter of the Yuan family, who is young and ruthless. If you run into her again, Master may not be able to save you again. Gu Yuanwei was reluctant to talk more about this matter, there should be a deeper secret.

Zhou Qingfeng was grounded and couldn't leave the inn to run around. He sat in the inn and listened to the random chatter of people from the north and south every day. After a few days of hard work, he learned several northern accents from the shopkeeper, and even Mongolian and Manchu, but he didn't learn much.

One day, Zhou Qingfeng climbed to the roof of the inn and looked at the whole city. The scenery in the city made him disappointed, this Ming Dynasty border city is not much area, most of the buildings in the city are low, and the city wall of about ten meters is still quite tall. But in fact, this height is only a three-story building after 400 years, and it is still low.

The roads in the city are narrow and filthy, and most of the people who live in them are thin and shabby. Occasionally, I saw a few soldiers patrolling the city who did not look like soldiers at all, with black skin, deep-set cheeks, dirty fat jackets blacker than their faces, carrying rusty spears, and walking listlessly.

Zhou Qingfeng laughed and talked about the soldiers patrolling the city as pitiful as beggars, and the shopkeeper also mocked: "It's just some dilapidated military households, and they are not the generals under them, they can't eat enough, where can they be mighty?" It's not as good as me. ”

The young version of Zhou Qingfeng has a round face, pink skin, and the clothes he wears are also the same as his original clothes. In addition, his master and brother are not smiling, and his expression is serious, the shopkeeper guessed that he must be a child of a rich and noble family, and his daily hospitality is quite courteous, and he responds to questions and chats, and he does not dare to offend at will.

Just trapped in a dilapidated inn, Zhou Qingfeng deeply felt the inconvenience of ancient life. Eating and drinking Lazar is a disaster, not to mention the poor food in this ancient world, only two meals a day, one meal at about 9 a.m. and one at 4 p.m., and then you go hungry. And the toilet chip, the toilet chip, the toilet chip, the ......toilet chip, forget it, it really affects the mood too much, don't mention this thing.

After hiding in the inn for a few days, even Gu Yuanwei probably couldn't stand it. One day when it was getting dark, Gu Yuanwei took two apprentices out. Zhou Qingfeng asked: "Didn't you say that there is a curfew in the city at night, and idlers are not allowed to go on the street?" ”

In ancient times, social security was not good, and residents were often forbidden to go out in the middle of the night in order to reduce trouble. Especially in a border city like Fushun, there are not only guards at night, but also soldiers patrolling the streets and guarding the intersections. Residential streets and alleys will even set up gates, which are locked and closed at night. This is all the common sense of life in the late Ming Dynasty that Zhou Qingfeng told him after he was ashamed to ask.

However, Senior Brother Yang Jian smiled and said, "The curfew in the city can't ban us, so naturally we don't care about it." You're not always yelling to go out for a walk these days, and tonight is just the right time to take you to a good place. ”

"Oh...... I see. You're going to take me to a brothel? Zhou Qingfeng looked innocent.

The two masters and apprentices immediately turned black, and Gu Yuanwei even pulled Zhou Qingfeng over and reprimanded: "You bad apprentice, what are you thinking in your head?" When you get to the ground, don't open your mouth indiscriminately, dare to spit out a word, and I will give you a silence spell. ”

Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to shut up.

Coming out of the inn, I walked around the city two miles to a spacious street. The three of them walked in, and Zhou Qingfeng found that this was not a residence at all, but a high-grade street market.

Compared to the previous broken inn, the environment here is much better. Bluestone paves the road, big wooden houses, and the people who come and go are not poor in the market, and their clothing and appearance have been upgraded by several grades. Gu Yuanwei led the two apprentices to walk briskly, all the way to the depths of the market, obviously with a clear destination.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the restaurant on the side of the road and drooled, after all, he was too annoyed to eat black nest wotou every day.

"Master, I want to buy a roast chicken to eat."

"Get down to business first, and then get back to it."

"But I'm hungry, I want to eat roast chicken."

"You won't die of hunger."

Smelling the aroma of roast chicken in the air, Zhou Qingfeng's stomach without any oil and water was rumbling with hunger. But Gu Yuanwei didn't agree, he had no way at all, and even Yang Jian had to scold him for being a greedy person. Hurry up, don't delay Master's big business.'"

Gu Yuanwei found a medical center in the market, and after entering, he left Zhou Qingfeng in the hall of the medical hall, and specially advised: "Don't leave, don't make trouble, stay well, and buy you roast chicken when the master comes out." If you are disobedient, not only will you have no food for the roast chicken, but you will also be punished when you go back. ”

After speaking, Gu Yuanwei asked the guy in the medical hall to see a famous doctor, and the guy saw that he was not an ordinary person in his clothes and conversation, so he raised his hand and welcomed him into the brightly lit and fragrant back hall. In the elegant room, Gu Yuanwei had just taken a seat, and a middle-aged man walked in outside, raised his hand and asked: "This Taoist brother is polite, his surname is Liu, and he is sitting in this medical hall for consultation, I don't know what to call it?" ”

"Under the surname Niu, the body is a little sick, I heard that your famous doctor Liu is a master in the apricot forest, please take the pulse and open a prescription. Everything is good to say in terms of medical fees. "Gu Yuanwei has been seriously injured in a fight with someone recently, and he learned that Tianji Yang's longevity has been greatly reduced, so this time he came to seek medical treatment by saying a surname.

In the past few days, Zhou Qingfeng has been holding back in the inn, and Gu Yuanwei has not been idle. He still listened carefully to the situation in Fushun City. At the moment, this famous doctor Liu is said to be the best doctor in Fushun City, and he seems to have some ability at the moment.

"Brother Dao praised, praised." Doctor Liu Mingyi was praised, but he didn't shirk it, sat down in his robe and asked a few words about his condition, and then took Gu Yuanwei's pulse. After just a while, he looked embarrassed, and carefully checked Gu Yuanwei's face, and asked the reason for his condition in detail. After a long day of inquiry, the doctor's face suddenly changed, and he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Doctor Liu Mingyi obviously sensed that something was wrong, and his mind was spinning and thinking about how to get rid of the patient in front of him. There was a knock on the door outside the house, and a servant called out, saying that there was a sick man who was waiting for the shopkeeper to save him. The shopkeeper just used this excuse to confess his guilt and left in a hurry.

As soon as Doctor Liu left, Gu Yuanwei sighed for this. Yang Jian, who was standing behind him, said in a low voice, "Master, this doctor seems to have noticed something?" ”

"This famous doctor Liu takes my pulse, but if there is a little Taoism, I will naturally be aware of it." Gu Yuanwei was not surprised at all, "I hope that he has some ability and can prescribe a prescription for me to diagnose and treat." It is also said that the girl of the Yuan family is too ruthless, and she is a girl who actually practices the most vicious 'Red Lotus Karmic Fire', and I didn't notice her Tao for a while.

As a teacher, I don't know much about medical skills, and I thought that I would rely on my spiritual power to force out the 'Red Lotus Karmic Fire' that invaded my body, but I didn't know that my longevity was far less powerful than before. After a few days, the spiritual power in the body is almost disordered, and if he does not find a famous doctor for diagnosis and treatment, it is still unknown whether the teacher can save his life, but what he has learned is useless. ”

Yang Jian said again: "But in this remote border city of Fushun, where will there be any good doctors?" This surnamed Liu doesn't look very smart, so it's better for me to accompany the master to secretly go back to Beijing. ”

"This place is almost more than 2,000 miles away from Jingshi, and it's too late. Besides, Master, I am already full of enemies in Beijing, and I can't go. Gu Yuanwei looked as usual in front of Zhou Qingfeng these days, but in fact, his body was in great trouble. He sighed, but let Yang Jian shed tears with him.

"If I can quickly find the assistance of the true dragon, I can survive with the nourishment of the dragon qi. If not, ....... Gu Yuanwei continued to sigh.

Yang Jian immediately said, "Didn't the junior brother already say where the true dragon of the new dynasty is?" If you have his help,......。 ”

"Silence ......, I have to think about this matter in the long run. After all, the new dynasty is a Jurchen, not my race. Gu Yuanwei stretched out his hand to stop his apprentice from continuing.

After a while, Doctor Liu came back, first apologized and said: "There was a patient who was critically ill, but unfortunately he couldn't save it, but he made Brother Dao wait for a long time." As for Brother Dao's illness, although he has been a doctor for many years, he is very confused, and he does not dare to make indiscriminate inferences, let alone prescribe medicines. Brother Dao is not ....... ”

An important patient died, and Dr. Liu Mingming was already upset. He just wanted to suggest that Gu Yuanwei go to Shenyang and go to Jingshi to find a good doctor, in short, don't look for yourself in the border area of Fushun. But halfway through the words, a servant hurriedly knocked on the door of the elegant room, and shouted with joy and panic: "Master, the old lady of the official family is alive again." ”

Yes......?

The shopkeeper turned his head and asked in surprise: "I just diagnosed and treated, and the old lady obviously lost her breathing and pulse, how did she come back to life?" ”

"There was a little brother in the hall who performed thaumaturgy and rescued people at once." The servant said simply, "Many people looked at it at the time, and it was absolutely correct." ”

What? The dead have really been saved!

Doctor Liu stood up and hurried out again.

Gu Yuanwei's master and apprentice suddenly looked at each other - a certain little brother in the hall saved a dead man? This little brother's ability is too great. And this little brother .......

It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to come back again. This time, he walked easily, his face was full of red light, and he held Gu Yuanwei's hand and thanked him: "Brother Dao, Brother Dao, you yourself are a master of Xinglin, you can teach you a lot of skills, and you even came to trick me, and I was almost deceived by you."

So that you know that the one who has just been rescued is the old mother of a garrison in Fushun Qianhu, and if this patient is allowed to die in my place, I will have to apologize to the garrison lord with a heavy courtesy. That's a catastrophe.

Brother Dao's apprentices can help me a lot, and I really don't want to go if I don't give something back. There is a treasured pill below, which is never shown to people on weekdays, but today it is better to give it to Brother Dao. This elixir dare not be said to cure Brother Dao's minor illness, but it can be greatly alleviated.

Alas......, a good apprentice of Brother Dao, what a good apprentice! Now that the hall is noisy, I have invited the disciples to the wings. If you are free, I would like to ask Brother Dao for advice. ”

The shopkeeper grabbed Gu Yuanwei's hand and shook it constantly, and his gratitude was not fake. Gu Yuanwei was puzzled by this reversal, but he understood that it must be Zhou Qingfeng who did something. He thought to himself: I took this apprentice, but I didn't teach him. I really can't teach this kind of apprentice after 400 years.

When I returned to the hall of the medical hall, an old lady was leaning on a chaise longue and was being waited on by everyone. And Zhou Qingfeng sat on a small table in a nearby room and nibbled on roast chicken, his mouth full of oil, and he was very happy. Gu Yuanwei stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Apprentice, what did you do?" ”

"...... me? I'm just hungry and want to eat roast chicken. Master, you won't buy it for me, so I'll have to figure it out myself. The cute Zhou Qingfeng had a large plate of roast chicken in front of him, which was enough for him to eat for two days.

Hi ......, this kid is justified in causing trouble.