In the White Emperor City, there is a smoke and rain building outside the Xingtian Mansion, which was later renamed the Smoke and Rain Corridor, after Gu Qingci took Su Jinniang over, he bought it as a mansion, this smoke and rain corridor is very large, the pavilion and attic, the blue pond and green mountains, it is a rare place with pleasant scenery in the White Emperor City.

Before, Gu Qingci casually found a courtyard and lived there, but after picking up his mother, he moved here, he didn't think about leading by example and putting an end to luxury, he just wanted his mother to live comfortably, and the Black Domain was originally a barren place, and this Yanyu Building was in line with the style of the hinterland of the Central Plains.

The fog rose in the early morning, surrounding the courtyards, Su Jinniang sewed clothes in the courtyard, carefully carved, raised her head and looked at Qin Keqing in front of her, and said: "Qing Ci his father back then, with someone to escort darts, every time he walks a dart, he likes to wear the clothes I sewed for him, not that he can't afford it, he just likes it, he always says that the clothes I sew, I don't change my money, and always show off with his friends who walk darts together, saying that he has a clever clothes." ”

Su Jinniang pinned her hair with a needle, and said with a smile: "Actually, when I was in the teacher's school, where did I learn any needlework, just to see him as happy as a child, I am happy, as long as I am free, I will sew clothes for him......"

Qin Keqing watched Su Jinniang talk while sewing clothes, the smile on her face made her throb slightly, and an inexplicable thought appeared in her mind, if Gu Qingci was wearing the clothes she had sewn one day, she would definitely ...... It's sure to look good!

It's just that, looking at the tiny needle, shuttling back and forth, Qin Keqing lowered his head and looked at his hand, slightly depressed.

Su Jinniang smiled and said softly: "If you want to learn, I can teach you." ”

Qin Keqing's face suddenly flushed, and he stammered, "I...... I ......"

At this time, the sound of the piano in the courtyard slowly stopped, and in the pavilion in the distance, Gu Qingci turned his head to look at Su Jinniang and Qin Keqing who were talking, gave Lu Youjian a look, beckoned lightly, and walked out.

In the smoke and rain corridor, what Gu Qingci appreciates the most is that in the bamboo forest, when the wind comes, it rustles, and when the wind stops, it is full of greenery.

"The little stone has already reached the point of being worried, and the northbound road should also begin," Gu Qingci walked in the bamboo forest, stepped lightly on the bamboo leaves, walked slowly, and said: "Regardless of this matter, what do you say about the plague in Yibi?

Lu Youzhuang's robe hung to the ground, his hands were behind his back, and he said: "It's because the last time the earth dragon turned over, there were a lot of people who suffered, and many corpses were not able to be dealt with in time, and after the decomposition, there was a plague, according to the doctor sent by the Xingtianfu Pai, the situation is a little bad, the epidemic cannot be controlled, it has been isolated and treated, and it is still spreading, and the imperial court has sent a medical officer from the Imperial Doctor Department to come, in addition, Pei Zhu, who is known as the holy hand of Xinglin, also went." ”

"Pei Zhu," Gu Qingci nodded: "One person calls himself Xinglin, although he is very crazy, but he is not arrogant, he is indeed a master of medicine, if he can't solve this plague, then I'm afraid there will be few people in the world." ”

Gu Qingci knew Pei Zhu, when he was in Jizhou, he didn't have any reputation, he got acquainted with Liu Yiqing by mistake, and indirectly met this medical master from the Langya Sword School, it is said that he is different from the head of the Langya Sword School, and he has not returned for many years after leaving the Langya Sword School, but he did not say that he quit the Langya Sword School.

As for Pei Zhu's medical skills, Gu Qingci still has some understanding, it is indeed very high, when the Yinshan Sect was a living corpse in Jizhou, the strong and abnormal corpse poison was like a joke in Pei Zhu's hands.

Pei Zhu's reputation is also very great, over the years, he has been hanging the pot to help the world, his temper is not bad, saving lives and helping the wounded, many people in the rivers and lakes owe him favors, that is, Chen Tongxuan was poisoned by the Dong family, and it was Pei Zhu who went to treat him and alleviate the spread of toxins.

It was a scholar like Lu Youzhuang, who had also heard of Pei Zhu, and nodded "yes".

"Well," Gu Qingci asked again, "What's the situation over there in Cangzhou?"

Lu Youzhuang said: "There is the old marshal Chu Zixu leading the army, the momentum is like a bamboo, and most of Cangzhou has been recovered, in addition, there is also news from there, I hope you will speed up the progress here, the old marshal Chu is too strong, rushing in all directions, the rebels don't even have the strength to resist, if the time comes, in order to wait for a small stone and deliberately stagnate, it is a little too much." ”

Gu Qingci lowered his head and muttered for a while, and said, "Old Marshal Chu is really worthy of the name of the God of War, it seems that I have to go there in person." ”

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Out of Qingzhou, past Qingyang, is the boundary of Cangzhou.

And between Qingzhou and Qingyang, the shortest road needs to pass through Laoshan Mountain, this Laoshan peak is steep, unique, and located on the border, it has always been a place for martial arts sects to fight, however, these places, said to be martial arts sects, in fact, most of them are some green forest bandits.

However, because of the imperial court, there are very few who dare to go down the mountain to loot, most of them are to seize various intersections, collect customs fees, and some take advantage of the mountains and mountains to do some smuggling.

Over time, this area has been called a ghost by the merchants!

On this ghost sorrow, there is the largest bandit village, called Changfeng Village, the number of people have seven or eight hundred people, its owner, known as the dead grass, is a great cultivator, it is said that it is to abandon the text from the martial arts, speaking of whether it is the means or the strength of the have, in just two or three years in the ghost to see the sorrow laid down the Changfeng Village, and the development of the rules of the ghost sorrow, a change from the original chaos, and later by the Laoshan many "martial arts sect" respected as the leader!

One day, Ding Yun, the young master of Changfeng Village, ran back to Changfeng Village with joy, found his father, that is, Ding Song, the head of Laoshan Mountain, and said: "Dad, I found out the news, there is a vote recently, it is said that a rich boy brother went out to do business and died, with thousands of taels of golden tickets, and many treasures, and a three-thousand-year-old ginseng king, if you get this ginseng king, you have been circling for many years The bottleneck will definitely be able to break through!"

Ding Song, who was lying on the Taishi chair, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, stared at Ding Yun, and said angrily: "Didn't I explain to you, don't do anything in the recent period, stay in the cottage honestly, you won't send someone to go!"

Ding Yun didn't expect that his old man would suddenly get angry, and said aggrievedly: "Dad, I'm not thinking about you?" Moreover, I have already investigated clearly, this is an ordinary merchant, there is no big background, it is not in the way, you just wait, at this time, I am afraid that I have already succeeded, and I will ...... it when the time comes."

Ding Song listened to his son's words, the corners of his mouth twitched, his face turned pale, he fell into the chair, took a long breath, and said, "It's over!"