Jiang Lingyue was still immersed in the rotten mood of not wanting to go to work on Monday, although her consciousness was already half-awake, her body shrank in the quilt, refusing to really get up.

Unexpectedly, I was woken up by the maid's words.

The maid saw that the black eyes of the woman at the head of the bed widened suddenly, and the tip of her heart seemed to be gently scratched by a feather. She coughed lightly, forcibly resisted the urge to stroke, and continued to say softly: "Do you want me to call someone to serve the female doctor to dress and wash?" ”

“…… Well, I'm sorry for you. Jiang Lingyue said slowly.

Instantly, she sat up straight. The thin silk was slid down, revealing a patch of snow-colored skin, which was blindingly white. She asked her maid to put on her skirt and comb her long hair, like an obedient doll, and she was very well-behaved.

It's really depraved -

Jiang Lingyue thought: She has only been in the Western Han Dynasty for a few days? I am already accustomed to this kind of corrupt life of clothes to reach out.

But who can refuse the gentle service of a group of beautiful young ladies?

"Female doctor, please raise your hand."

"Please get up."

"The female doctor is especially suitable for this dress."

The sugar-coated shells of the landlord class were too tempting, and she was not careful, but she still couldn't resist it.

In the midst of the thoughts, everything is already in place. The maidservants stepped forward with bronze mirrors in their hands. A moment later, in the clear yellow bronze mirror, the half of Gangneung Yue's body was reflected.

The snow-blue triple wrapping deep coat is obliquely inserted between the crow hair. Her eyes were shining, both smart and clear.

Jiang Lingyue looked left and right in the mirror for a while, and made sure that there was nothing wrong before getting up.

She doesn't know much about the clothes of the Western Han Dynasty, and she can see the preciousness of this body. After all, what I want to see today is Huo Quai, who is also her "landlord". It is necessary to dress up well to highlight her solemnity and earnestness.

As for the uncomfortable point in his heart, he was decisively ignored by Jiang Lingyue.

She casually asked, "Where is the marquis now?" ”

"The marquis commanded, let you go to the horse farm to meet him."

Racecourse?

Jiang Lingyue's eyes suddenly lit up.

To roar, the Han-Hungarian War was mostly cavalry combat. Huo Qubing himself is a representative of the cavalry surprise attack blitzkrieg. If you think about it this way, it is not surprising that he has a racetrack at home.

"Then take me quickly, don't make the military marquis wait for a long time."

The two of them went all the way away, except for a few occasional attendants, they never saw anyone else. Jiang Lingyue couldn't help but be a little strange: "The military marquis is in his mansion...... Aren't there any other doormen? ”

The maid raised her head suddenly, the surprise on her face was particularly deep, and she probably didn't expect Jiang Lingyue to position herself as a doorman.

"The military marquis has always been a loner, and there is no one else in the Hussar General's Mansion except for you and the second son."

"Oh......" Jiang Lingyue nodded.

The subtext of this is that there are no female dependents.

The little strangeness just now came to mind again. This time, Jiang Lingyue couldn't press it if he wanted to. She really felt a little uncomfortable.

Collect strange people and strange people to live in their own house and act as doormen, commonly known as "Yangshi". This is a very common practice in this day and age. She thought that Huo Qubing also liked this.

As a result, she was the only one who did it for a long time?

"......" Jiang Lingyue didn't dare to think deeply.

After walking about two pillars of incense, the maidservant suddenly said, "Female doctor, the horse farm has arrived." ”

She bowed neatly and stepped back, leaving Jiang Lingyue standing alone.

However, Jiang Lingyue couldn't take care of responding to the maidservant.

The people running horses in the field took away all her attention.

The horses' hooves whipped up sand, stirring up a faint haze. On the galloping war horse, a black and red shadow was as fast as the wind. The wind blew his armor and cloak through the air, and an incomparable sharp aura rushed to his face, like a snow-white blade, straight into the throat of the enemy.

Just seeing this scene, Jiang Lingyue could already imagine how Huo Qubing chased the enemy and fled in all directions on the battlefield.

…… For a moment, she suddenly understood Liu Che.

Later generations said that Wei Huo was an unborn general, but before Huo Quzhi became famous, he was just "the nephew of Wei Qing and Wei Zifu". Liu Che appointed him under pressure of nepotism.

But who watched this scene and didn't believe that he would kill all sides on the battlefield?

The man seemed to feel something, and gradually slowed down. After only a few moments, the tall war horse stopped ten steps away from Gangneung Yue.

Huo Quzhi grabbed the reins of the horse, turned over and dismounted neatly.

He was dressed in light armor, and the sun shone with a cold light. The usual cold and solemn expression melted, the broken hair on his forehead was slightly wet with sweat, and was scattered by the wind, and the gloomy young spirit came to his face.

The gallop in the early morning made him feel particularly happy, and when he greeted him, Huo Quzhi even chuckled.

"Early."

Jiang Lingyue was so handsome by this smile that she flashed her waist: "...... Junhou, you are also early. I wonder what happened when the marquis saw me? ”

Huo Quzhi patted the horse's neck, calmed him for a while, and then handed it to the servant: "This is not the place to talk, let's go in and talk." ”

The two entered a richly decorated room. Huo Quzhi pointed casually: "Where I entertain guests on weekdays, the female doctor sits casually." ”

Jiang Lingyue looked around the house, and marveled at Huo Quai's local tyrant.

Then, as if naturally, he sat down first under him.

…… The opportunity to see the handsome guy up close, she won't miss it!

Huo Quai's expression moved slightly, he didn't say anything, and ordered the servants to serve pastries and honey: "It's all shoddy things, and it's about nothing compared to the recipes offered by the female doctor." The female doctor will use some. ”

This sentence made Jiang Lingyue, who was drinking honey, almost choke and coughed - uh, is there really no secret between you nobles? Why did the news spread so quickly?

The surprise on Xu is face was too obvious, which caused Huo Quzhi to be surprised: "What, the female doctor still doesn't know?" Now your reputation has shaken Chang'an. ”

Yes?

Shake Chang'an? That's an exaggeration.

Although Princess Pingyang said something similar to her at that time, Jiang Lingyue never took it seriously, and only thought it was an exaggerated rhetoric.

But Huo Quzhi also said the same......

Wait a minute!

Jiang Lingyue suddenly thought of something, and turned up the data panel in her consciousness: [Current diagnosis and treatment value, 3147 points. 】

Why is there so much more at once?

The indifferent voice of the system sounded just right: [When the system broadcast two days ago, the host pinched off the broadcast on the grounds of "not talking about work on rest days". 】

【……】

Jiang Lingyue opened her eyes weakly: [Then today is already a working day, can you tell me about the system?] 】

[The host initially publicized the nutrition knowledge to Mrs. Wang, and obtained 100 diagnosis and treatment points. After the expansion of publicity: 596 diagnosis and treatment values were obtained. The host successfully promoted the surgical procedure and expanded the publicity, providing 356 diagnostic and therapeutic values. The rest of the promotion of wheelchair diagnosis and treatment value. 】

【…… I see. 】

However, she didn't specifically promote either surgery or nutrition. Which kind Samaritan helped her get the word out?

It won't be ...... Princess Pingyang, right?

Really.

"Yesterday, there was a banquet at Princess Pingyang's mansion, and not only the wheelchair that restored the Queen Mother to its old state. Several new dishes also appeared at the banquet. According to the eldest princess, Mrs. Wang was brought back from the dead, and she was also written by a female doctor. ”

There was a faint smile in his words: "Now, who doesn't know that the female doctor has the magic method of the gods and mastered the art of resurrecting the dead?" ”

It was rare for Huo Quzhi to say such a long sentence, but the content greatly made Jiang Lingyue speechless.

At that time, when she explained the principle of appendix surgery, Princess Pingyang was obviously also present! How did it get out of her mouth, and it became a pretending god again?

Gangneung-yue's heart is tired.

She was both heartbroken and a little weak-hearted: "So, is the military marquis calling me here for rumors?" But I really don't know any magic tricks, I'm just a doctor......"

Huo Quzhi's expression was unmoved: "Whether it's immortal law or medical skills, it's all the skills of female doctors." I just want to know what the female doctor did two days ago. ”

Oh.

Gangneung Moon suddenly brightened.

To put it simply, I came to listen to her report. After all, she was the person recommended by Huo Quai, and as a result, she quietly made several big news that shocked Chang'an City.

As the recommender and jointly responsible person, Huo Quzhi naturally wants to understand what happened. And the rumors from the outside world could not be believed, so he came to find himself to understand the situation.

Knowing this, Jiang Lingyue made up her mind. The complicated and indebable mood has also dispersed a lot

I just took this opportunity to talk to Huo Quzhi about scientific principles or something. Maybe he can use his mouth to break some feudal superstitions spread outside.

Jiang Lingyue first talked about his preparation of medical alcohol in Bailiangtai, especially the process and principle in detail.

And Huo Quzhi also leaned over slightly, asking questions from time to time.

"What is temperature?"

"Temperature is ...... A measure that indicates whether an object is hot or cold. ”

"What's the boiling point?"

"Well, it's the temperature at which something goes from liquid to gaseous."

At the end, Huo Quzhi said: "I used to be lonely and unheard. The profound knowledge of the female doctor is really difficult for ordinary people to measure. ”

Even when he said this, Huo Quzhi was as calm and indifferent as a mountain, so that Jiang Lingyue couldn't guess what he was thinking. Only after hearing the effect of alcohol did his sharp sword eyebrows move slightly.

"So, it's a good fit for the military."

Jiang Lingyue's eyes lit up suddenly, and she shrugged down excitedly: "Junhou, do you think so too?" ”

"Hmm."

Huo Quai's words were concise: "If this thing is here, the courage of the Han army should be on a higher level." ”

"Yes, as long as they know that their injuries can be cured, it will definitely be more ...... to fight"

Jiang Lingyue was very happy and slowly showed a bright smile. Back when she was helping out in the wounded barracks, she muttered that it would be nice if she could have alcohol. But when she entered the palace, she found that now is not as good as the next generation, and human life is actually not valuable.

A soldier's life and a nobleman's three jars of wine, the vast majority of people will choose the latter without hesitation.

The idea of alcohol military use can only be buried deep in the bottom of Jiang Lingyue's heart, and he doesn't dare to mention it. I was afraid that Liu Che would think that she was a person with ulterior motives and wanted to meddle in the affairs of the army.

Unexpectedly, Huo Quzhi also thought so.

Gangneung Moon has a feeling of finding a soulmate. But after the excitement passed, she couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity, alcohol consumes a lot of wine, and it's not realistic to use it for every soldier." If only we could bring down the cost of manufacturing...... I'll have to think about it again. ”

"I'm tired."

Subsequently, Jiang Lingyue talked about the experience of confronting Liu Ling in front of Changxin Palace. At the end, he patted his chest with palpitations: "How do I feel that she won't give up?" ”

"Liu Ling?"

Huo Quzhi's eyes flashed with coldness: "She is not a good type." ”

"Oh?"

I feel that there is a story behind these words.

"Liu Ling was bluntly contradicted by you this time, and he looked stupid when he lost his mind. She once calculated her uncle once, and it was almost difficult for others to see through. ”

Uncle? Referring to Wei Qing?

Liu Ling calculated Wei Qing? It's not written in the history books!

Jiang Lingyue hurriedly pricked up the little ears of gossip.