"Childe doesn't have to look at the old man so suspiciously, the old man has been taken care of by Zhongli Lao Guogong a lot in the past......"

It turned out that this was the case, and Situ Xi finally knew the reason for Bian Yuyixing's generous act.

It seems that he is stained with the light of his mother.

"Elder Bian, this is Qixian, he is my guard for the time being, I just heard him say, your martial arts were extremely powerful when you were young, forgive the boy for being abrupt, is this true?" Situ Xi turned his head and beckoned to the seven strings under the peach tree, and then cast a curious glance at Bian Lao.

"I've seen Bian's seniors." Qixian bowed his head to Bian Lao and hugged his fists, holding a martial artist salute in his hand.

"No formality." Bian Lao looked at Qixian with a smile and nodded, then looked at Situ Xi and said with a hearty smile: "Childe, don't you want to practice with the old man?" The old man's body bones, if he tosses it again, I'm afraid it will fall apart. ”

Bian Lao laughed. Situ Xi waved his hand again and again, he just wanted to understand how there was a reason to practice against the old man, but he also knew that Bian was joking.

"But the old man was indeed a martial artist in the past." Bian Lao Mulu recalled, "It's all about my youth, and when I was in my thirties, the old man turned to concentrate on medical skills, and I don't want to mention the past." ”

Is it to abandon martial arts and practice medicine, this old Mr. Bian is also a person with a story, Situ Xi saw that he didn't want to say any more, so he immediately changed the topic.

"By the way, Elder Bian, there is one more thing for you to trouble today."

"There is a maid in the family who seems to be suffering from dreamwalking, please take a look at her."

"Oh? Dream walking? Bian Lao was slightly surprised.

……

"Young master, I'm not sick."

In the hall, Bai Manjun sat obediently on the chair, she pressed her elbows against the table, revealing her wrists upward, and her face still had a cold expression.

Situ Xi and Chaoyun were standing on the side, and Bian Lao was calling for her.

"Yes, Gong...... Young master, Sister Bai is in good health. Chaoyun saw that there were outsiders present, and she also restrained her casual temperament.

"Speaking of which, you live in the same house as Man-kun, have you ever noticed something unusual about her at night?"

"Anomalous? Sister Bai sleeps very fast every night......"

After hearing this, Bai Manjun slowly turned his head to stare at Chaoyun's face, and Chaoyun immediately took two steps back when he saw it.

"Well, I've never seen anything wrong with her, could it be that young master, you're mistaken?"

"We'll talk about that later." Situ Xi looked at Bian Lao, who was auscultating, and saw that his face was slowly becoming a little solemn, and he understood that Bai Manjun's physical condition might not be good.

"Girl, do you remember what you were doing last night when you were ugly?" Bian Lao asked out loud.

"Asleep." Bai Manjun replied seriously.

"What's the girl's troubles lately? Or have you been stimulated in recent days? ”

"......" Bai Manjun was silent for a moment, "No." ”

Bian Lao nodded, then stood up with a smile, and said to a few people in the room: "It's not a big deal, but this girl should not have rested well, and her body is a little lossy. ”

"Well, I'm really sorry for you today." When Situ Xi heard this, he immediately expressed his gratitude to Bian Lao.

"It's not too early, and the old man should go back."

"Ah, boy, for you." Situ Xi followed Bian Lao's side out of the door, leaving only Chaoyun and Bai Manjun looking at each other.

After leaving the hall and entering the courtyard, seeing that no one was coming, Situ Xi turned his head to look at Bian Lao.

"Bian Lao, how is her physical condition?"

"Not optimistic." Bian Lao shook his head, "The liver qi is stagnant, and the pulse is not very stable, if the son sees her dreaming at night, it can be determined that it is the disease of leaving the soul at night, in addition to the physical discomfort, she seems to have something on her mind, when the old man asked, she had a momentary dodge ......"

"Is it hard to heal?" Situ Xi didn't understand this.

"It's not difficult, as long as the sleep improves, the conditioning can return to normal for half a month, the key is to solve the heart disease, but although the heart disease is difficult to treat, it will always be cured slowly."

"Got it, as long as it's okay." Situ Xi breathed a sigh of relief, although Bai Manjun and Chaoyun were the people of Hua Shaoying, they were also from him after all.

After thinking about it, Situ Xi was suddenly a little confused.

"Elder Bian, since she is only suffering from a minor illness, why is your face so ugly?"

"That's why the old man said 'not optimistic'." Bian Lao paused, "That girl was poisoned." ”

……

"Eh, slow down, Mr. Xiang, please stay, my lord has something to discuss."

In the West Market, Xiang Zhuan finished today's story and was about to return with a group of entourage guards behind him, but when he just walked out of an alley, he was stopped by several servants.

"Looking at your faces, I don't know what the master you are talking about?" Xiang Zhan saw that the road ahead was blocked, and he was not flustered, he calmly saluted them.

"Don't be rude." A calm male voice came from behind the servants, scolding the servants who were blocking the road.

Then an old man in brown clothes walked through them and came to Xiang Zhuan.

"Mr. Xiang, I saw you for the first time today, the old man's surname is An, and he is in charge under the Ministry of Rites Wailang, I am looking for you today, there is something I want to talk to Mr. Xiang, you don't need to be nervous, it is a happy event."

"The students meet with Onda." Xiang Zhuan saw that the person who came took out the token, and was shocked, how did the director of the Ministry of Rites find him, but he immediately came back to his senses and bowed to the director of An, although he did not have an official body, but he was also a talent.

The old man saw that Mr. Xiang seemed to be in a hurry, so the old man made a long story short. That's the case, the old man happened to listen to Mr. Xiang's commentary the day before yesterday and thought it was wonderful, and recently, hundreds of officials were preparing for the Flower Dynasty Festival, so the old man thought about asking Mr. to perform a paragraph to the officials at the Flower Dynasty Festival. ”

"Storytelling at festivals?" Xiang Zhuan was stunned, in the past, officials gathered to enjoy flowers and wine and discuss poetry, "Lord An, the students are really scared, with the level of the students, I am afraid that they will not be able to ascend to the hall of elegance." ”

"Mr. Xiang doesn't know, the Queen Mother loves drama, and she is also very interested in these scripts and songs. Lord Ann explained to him.

"Mr. Xiang, don't be in a hurry to refuse, this should be a great good thing for you, isn't it just to expand your reputation by telling stories for free in the market?"

"If possible, the old man also hopes that you can invite those pianists who played yesterday, and in addition, if you can hire some servants to supplement the performance when you are commenting on the book, it is estimated that the impression will be much better."

"The old man just came to inform Mr. today, as for the reply, let's wait until you go back and ask the person who can call the shots."

Hearing this, Xiang Zhuan's face changed, and after Director An finished speaking, he turned around and led people away.

Walking out of the alleyway, the servants beside Master An were very puzzled.

"Master, it's just a storyteller, if you really have to use him, just give an order directly, why do you need to talk to him?"

"The pianist that the scholar invited yesterday, and the words she sang are said to have come from the hands of Situ Xi, the Nine Kings. Since that day, his poems have been recognized by many adults, and there are not a few people who are sought after in Xuan'an City. And since the poetry meeting, the old man heard the new words of His Royal Highness the Nine Kings for the first time in him, and obviously he also had something to do with this storytelling. ”

"And His Majesty has only rewarded him recently, and you let the old man touch his limelight at this time?"