The hearty man loves to joke, Jiang Ping likes this atmosphere, and responds with a smile one by one, praising Dr. Jiang's good tutoring.

"Jiang Xiaoxianggong, yesterday I found a spicy aconite in the mountains and forests, can you accept it?" An old man walked in front of Jiang Ping with a basket, the old man's palms were very large, brown and bronze, with calluses, and the ravines on his face were vertical and horizontal, and the vicissitudes of life were exhausted.

Everyone understands the rules of Jiang's pharmacy, and has always paid no attention to minor illnesses and ordinary medicinal materials. Compared with the uncommon medicinal materials, they can enter the eyes of Jiang's pharmacy, one is also for sale, and the other is to make up the medicinal diet and medicinal soup.

"This is a good medicinal material, it's rare, but I don't know if you need it, you need to go to Jiang's Pharmacy to find my mother, I can't control the entry and exit of medicinal materials." ”

Jiang Ping laughed, the matter of medicinal materials has always been under the control of his mother Jiang, Xin aconite is indeed needed to cook medicinal soup, but it is not a medicine that is difficult to find, it is of medium value, and he will not directly refuse the old man.

The price of Jiang's pharmacy is fair, and it is full of money. The people of Shancheng like to buy and sell some medicinal materials with Jiang's Pharmacy to build a good relationship, and if there is a difficult illness in the future, they will have to ask others, right?

"Haha, Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping! I've been waiting for you!" A big fat boy ran out of the restaurant on the side of the street, and his appearance seemed to roll in front of Jiang Ping, this person was half a head taller than Jiang Ping, and his weight was definitely more than the sum of the two Jiang Ping. Dressed in silk and satin, he was so arrogant that he carried a small cloth bag, which was the ration bag for the county school students at noon.

Jiang Ping glanced at the fat boy who was about the same height as himself but was a lot fatter than himself, and said helplessly: "Qi Liufeng, I told Mr. last time, he didn't agree, it's useless to beg me, you still need to go to the county school to be a student of Mr. Wu." ”

Qi Liufeng, ten years old, the young owner of Yuelai Restaurant, a big fat man weighing 160 pounds, when Jiang Ping was studying in the county school, he had the closest relationship with him, and he also stood up to him when he was bullied.

Qi Liufeng tried his best to widen his little eyes that were squeezed into lines of fat, like hamsters, and looked at Jiang Ping: "Hey, the courtyard of the county school and the county master is separated by a wall, you can help me talk about it again, for the sake of me and you not being able to learn martial arts together." You don't know, after you left the county school, the group of grandsons led by Wang Yi were about to bully me to death. ”

Jiang Ping looked up at the sun, worried that he would be late and didn't dare to stay, so he said as he walked: "Why did they bully you?

When Qi Liufeng walked, the fat all over his body trembled, fat and greasy. "Yes, yesterday he asked me to climb a tree and dig out a bird's nest, and you tell me how I could climb up with a body like mine, so they found this reason and took off my pants to make me ugly in public. You can do it, and then help me beg the county master, okay?"

Jiang Ping scolded with a smile: "Just to pick up your pants? By the way, my uncle is also a well-known figure in our small place, you can let him out, and I believe that Uncle Zhao will not refute his uncle's face. ”

Qi Liufeng looked stunned, his eyes were full of light, the corners of his mouth on the right side of his mouth were raised, and his tone was a little sarcastic: "My father, hmph, he has three sons, and he is not a waste man who can't learn martial arts." It's okay to be young now, but in a few years, I'm afraid my brothers will ...... Hum. ”

The county prince's mansion is in the center of the county seat, covering a fairly vast area, with everything in the front hall, back hall, back garden, and so on.

While talking, the two came to the door of the backyard of the county government.

Liu Mazi, the gatekeeper in the backyard, was squinting at the door, looking at the people coming and going.

Jiang Ping saw the old man, and Qi Liufeng pouted: "Grandpa Liu is the old man of Uncle Zhao's family, it is said that he followed Uncle Zhao from birth to death in the early years, Uncle Zhao was appointed as the prince of Cheng'an County, so he came with him, you can ask him to help you say good things." ”

Qi Liufeng shook his head: "I don't bother him with the old man, I'll go to my county school honestly." With that, he departed dejectedly and headed for the neighboring garden.

Jiang Ping shook his head and sighed, he still couldn't take care of it, and he also suffered from the white eyes of his future mother-in-law in the county princess's mansion, where did he have any status to intercede for others.

Zhao Cheng originally let Liu Mazi live for a long time, but Liu Mazi shook his head like a rattle, saying that he would be old and confused if he raised it, and would rather go to the gate than stay leisurely.

Liu Mazi saw Jiang Ping coming from the street and hurriedly greeted him.

"Yo, boy Jiang is here, come, come in. Liu Mazi hurriedly snatched the cloth pocket in Jiang Ping's hand and welcomed him in warmly.

"Hello Grandpa Liu. "Jiang Ping's martial arts practice is not good, but the etiquette of the scholar is very good. In his opinion, this kind of thing that can win the favor of others without spending money and effort, the more the merrier.

Sure enough, Liu Mazi lowered his voice and said in Jiang Ping's ear, "The master is in a bad mood today, don't make the master angry, you must memorize the books that should be memorized, otherwise you will definitely be trained." ”

Jiang Ping is just a quasi-son-in-law of the Zhao family, whether this sick man can survive to get married is still a matter, with Old Man Liu's seniority, there is no need to do this at all, this kind of approach is nothing more than this Old Man Liu likes Jiang Ping very much.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Jiang Ping asked.

"It's not Madame, uh, don't say what I said, Madame's temper you know, if she knows, my ass will bloom!" Old man Liu said with a bitter face and an exaggerated expression.

Jiang Ping smiled and understood in his heart that Mrs. Zhao would not scold Old Man Liu, Old Man Liu is a special existence in the entire Cheng'an County, and there are only two ways to enter the county government, one is the main hall of the county government, and the other is the back door of Old Man Liu.

After passing through the back garden to the gate of the inner courtyard, Jiang Ping tore off the cloth pocket from Liu Mazi's shoulder: "I know, don't worry." ”

Jiang Ping could guess it, and secretly thought in his heart: It should be the future mother-in-law who chewed the root of her tongue in Uncle Zhao's ear again, complaining about her sick son-in-law.

Accustomed to being despised by others, Jiang Ping didn't care much, and carried a cloth pocket into the inner courtyard of the county government.

"Hey!!" a crisp female voice came, and her voice was like the song of a yellow warbler, which was pleasant to the ear.

Jiang Ping walked forward and walked into the courtyard, only to see a slender girl dancing a sword in the courtyard, and the sword in her hand stabbed, picked, and chopped was beautiful. The girl was dressed in yellow cedar, the sky blue silk was soft, and the thin waist was simply tied, and the light green smoke and sand scattered flower skirt was borne, and she leaped and moved, like a heavenly maiden dancing.

The length and width of the courtyard open space are nearly 20 long, the bluestone is paved, the days are long, the surface of the bluestone faintly reflects the light of the sky, this is the courtyard where the Zhao family usually practices martial arts.

Not only the county lord's house, but also ordinary people's homes basically have a place where they can practice martial arts, usually called the martial arts courtyard, according to their own conditions, the size is different.

The girl saw Jiang Ping in a leap, hurriedly stopped, and came to Jiang Ping with a leap, "Ha, nerd, you are here! My father is not here today, I heard that there is a wanted criminal in the county, he just took someone to arrest him, but unfortunately he refused to take me." ”

The girl looked at Jiang Ping with a smile, her skin was like snow, her eyes were like a clear spring, there was still a little bead of sweat on the tip of her nose, her goose face was beautiful and dusty, and there was a heroic spirit between her eyebrows, which was quite chivalrous.

This girl is Zhao Wenjun, Jiang Ping's rightful fiancée.

"Do you have flowers on my face?" said the girl, shrugging her nose.

Jiang Ping shook his head, took out a clean handkerchief, and wiped the beads of sweat on the tip of the girl's nose with his own hands, "Just now Grandpa Liu said that Mr. is angry, why did he go to arrest him in a blink of an eye?"

"I don't know, I just know that this wanted criminal is an order issued by the king of Jian'an Mansion, so that all states and counties must go all out to arrest him, and I heard my father say that it seems that the thief stole an important thing, or some big man. I don't know about the rest. ”

Zhao Wenjun smiled and threw the sword in his hand to the maid, and the maid leaned forward with her right hand on one side of her body and grabbed the hilt of the sword. These handmaidens were well-trained, and they didn't have to worry about whether the sword would stab them.

"Don't talk about this, I gave you a copy of "Heart Dictionary" a few days ago, you shouldn't have practiced it, don't worry, I picked up another book yesterday, it's very fun, and it also talks about flying immortals!" Zhao Wenjun was innocent in his work, unpretentious, taking care of the general defense of men and women, taking Jiang Ping's hand and running into the room.

Jiang Ping was pulled by the soft little hand, and he only felt a warm current lying in his heart. He knew that Zhao Wenjun had never disliked himself, but instead searched the entire Cheng'an County for himself, trying to find the martial arts secrets that he could cultivate.

"Heart Classic" was found by Zhao Wenjun with great difficulty.

Over the years, except for his parents, everyone else has bothered about their own cultivation exercises.

Jiang Ping felt like a kite and was pulled into the room by Zhao Wenjun. This is Zhao Wenjun's boudoir, and men must not be allowed to enter under the etiquette. Zhao Wenjun didn't know if it was rough or something else, and he never cared about whether he could bring Jiang Ping into the boudoir.

"Look, that's it!" Zhao Wenjun happily took an old book and handed it to Jiang Ping, looking very proud, with a hint of expectation, this girl wanted Jiang Ping to praise her.

Jiang Ping didn't look at the decoration of the boudoir, he bent over and gasped for breath, and it took a long time to calm down. Traveling this way, others may be able to look at ease, but his body is a little unbearable.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenjun knew that he was reckless again, his fingers pinched the corners of his clothes and rubbed them repeatedly, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't take your body into account......"

Zhao Wenjun is beautiful and quiet, but his temperament is an afterthought, which is diametrically opposed to Jiang Ping.

Growing up together, childhood sweethearts, where do they not know her temperament, waved his hand, and looked at the book in his hand casually: "You, you have always been crazy, and the girls don't know how to be stable." ”

Zhao Wenjun knew that Jiang Ping was not angry, so he grimaced at him: "What do you have to pretend to be a lady in front of you, you know that I don't like this the most." ”

"What kind of book is this? It seems to have been around for a long time. Jiang Ping diverted the topic and looked at the appearance of the book.

Zhao Wenjun said with a smile: "I don't know, my father urged me to practice martial arts diligently, how can I have time to take a closer look." This is what I picked up yesterday in Zixia Temple, the Taoist priests used it to pad the table legs, I looked at the title of the book interestingly, so I exchanged the silver with the little Taoist priest. You go to the study to see, I went to clean my body, practiced swordsmanship all morning, and my body was uncomfortably tight. ”

Jiang Ping smiled and said, "Okay, the teacher is not here today, the matter of studying can be postponed for the time being, there is still plenty of time, and the two of us will read it together in a while." ”