Chapter 6: The Quiet Years (5)
Mo Li raised his hand to cover the smile at the corner of his lips, "Ahem, no, it's nothing." ”
Mo Qingxi couldn't get the master's smile, and looked at the snow wolf's snow-white fur. Thinking about the feel, there are regrets, if it is a small one, I still like it very much.
Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration, by the way, the little wolves were all small when they were young, "Master, is the snow pupil male or female?"
"Ahem, male. ”
"Does he have any good she-wolves?"
"Ahem, ahem, no. The corners of Mo Li's mouth couldn't help twitching, he seemed to have guessed what his little apprentice was thinking.
"Master, can you breed it, I want a little wolf, it must be very cute. Mo Qingxi looked at the snow wolf and said with a smile, as if she had seen the cute, small, and cute little wolf beckoning to her.
“......”
In the end, Mo Li didn't agree to breed, if he really agreed, even if he and Xue Tong grew up together, Xue Tong probably couldn't help but bite him to death.
In the final analysis, it is still too idle to think about these haves and nots, and Mo Li thought to the old god.
So, in the next few days, Mo Li would take her up the mountain to collect medicine, and after returning in the evening, he taught her to make medicine, Mo Qingxi's life became busy all of a sudden, and he didn't even have time to cook, where would he think about asking for a little wolf.
Time passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day when the soldiers returned to their hometowns, and early in the morning, many villagers were looking forward to it at the entrance of the village.
Mo Qingxi was sorting out the pills she and her master had refined these days in the courtyard, while Mo Li was leisurely reading the medical books on the side.
"Master, aren't you going to take a look?" Mo Qingxi glanced at her master curiously, although she knew that these medicines were specially made by the master for these returning soldiers, but the master didn't rely on this to make money, why did he make so much?
Mo Li's gaze moved away from the book and looked at Mo Qingxi leisurely, "What, Xi'er wants to take a look?"
Mo Qingxi shook his head silently, "I don't like the atmosphere there. ”
"Atmosphere?" Mo Li expressed puzzlement.
Mo Qingxi sighed, "If you say that you are returning to your hometown, will people definitely be able to come back? Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither. War means blood and death, and the feudal marquis and generals are all taking their lives, and no matter how high the ability is, it depends on luck, not to mention that it is only a few. It is not easy for most of the other people who went to the battlefield to come back with all their beards and tails, and more should be injured or even disabled, otherwise Master, you would not have made so many medicines. ”
Mo Li put down the book, a smile flashed in his eyes, "Xi'er has such an opinion at a young age, and I am very pleased to be a teacher." ”
He had been on the battlefield before, so he knew the cruelty of the battlefield very well, saying that the benevolence of the doctor was too much, he just did something he could do.
At the beginning, war was about to break out, and it was not particularly far from the border. Therefore, most of the villagers here are actually very xenophobic, and it is difficult for him to settle down here, and there are so many villages, only the village chief of Huai'an Village has suppressed the opposing villagers and left him. Later, the villagers were also very kind to him, because Xi'er took good care of them, and he was grateful, so he thought of reciprocating.
After all, they haven't been here for long.
Mo Qingxi smiled and continued to carefully add words to each medicine bottle to mark it.
At the entrance of the village, in the anxious waiting of the villagers, a large group of people arrived one after another.
At the head was a white-robed general, without a helmet, and his black and vertical hair was tied up high by a small crown of hollow silver dragons, highlighting his high spirits and sharpness. But the slanted Ying Ting sword eyebrows, slender and containing sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, and angular outlines, add a bit of stability. In addition, he is slender and tall but not rough, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but imposing.
And the people beside him, although they are also wearing a red cape general's robe, they are wearing a different lazy taste, a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, like a playboy lingering in the flowers.
"Where is Muramasa?" shouted the lieutenant general beside the white-robed general.
As soon as his words fell, a man with dark skin and gray sideburns hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Back to the adult, the villain Liu Jiang is the village leader in this village." ”
The adjutant general glanced at the white-robed general, the white-robed general bowed his head, and the adjutant general dismounted and said: "Please move a few tables, there are pensions for the war dead and disabled to be issued, you can watch from the side, it is convenient to verify." ”
"Yes, the little one will send someone to prepare it immediately. Mura Zheng hurriedly called a few people to prepare things, and by the way, found a vacant land as a temporary office place.
As for those soldiers who went to the battlefield and made meritorious contributions, the rewards of the imperial court had already been issued to individuals, and those who were willing to stay in the army were also given half a month's family leave.
Therefore, as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, they got the permission of the governor and went home directly.
Those who are still waiting at the entrance of the village are soldiers who will not be able to fight in the future, or the families of those who have died in battle.
Those who can wait for their relatives will inevitably cry for a while, and those who can't wait are also silently weeping, silently waiting to get back the silver taels that the child exchanged for his life.
For a moment, the atmosphere of sadness and joy was intertwined, and it was unbearable.
The white-robed general just glanced at it, dismounted and turned to enter the village.
"Hey, Jiuchen, wait for me!" The red-robed general didn't like this atmosphere either, but he didn't expect that this kid from Ye Jiuchen would leave as soon as he said it.
But Ye Jiuchen didn't seem to hear it, and the steps under his feet didn't mean to stop at all.
Jian Yuheng hurriedly caught up, "No, I said do you know where to find someone?"
"Yes. Ye Jiuchen gave him a "You are an idiot" look, and coldly spit out two words.
Before they came here, they had already asked the man who had told them that the shopkeeper had made it clear that the doctor lived in this village, near the foot of the mountain.
According to his eyesight, only four or five families lived at the foot of the mountain, and he had heard his brother say that the divine doctor had no children and no daughters, and he lived in seclusion in this Huai'an Village alone, which could only be the deserted courtyard on the far left.
Because in other yards, there are either children or women, and there are a lot of clothes on the clothes pole.
"Ye Jiuchen, you despise me with your eyes again!" Jian Yuheng exploded, who could bear to be despised and despised all day long, but on the contrary, he couldn't beat him, and he played the piano to the cow when he spoke, so he could only stare at Ye Jiuchen fiercely and kill him with his eyes.
It's amazing!