Zhong Sheng diverted his words: "Old man, the younger generation has something to ask, and I hope to give advice!"

"Young Master Zhong, please ask, the old man will tell you the truth!" said the juggler master with a red face, and his complexion was much better than when he first got off the donkey cart.

Zhong Sheng took the remaining half of the cake and asked, "May I ask if you made this cake yourself?" Where did you learn the craft of making bread?"

"The craft of making cakes is passed down by my mother, hasn't Zhong Gongzi eaten it?" The juggler shook his head again after speaking, Zhong Sheng was only about twenty years old, and it was impossible for him to have eaten the cake made by his mother, and the person who could make this cake was no longer there twenty years ago.

Zhong Sheng then asked, "Is there another similar wine gourd you just had?"

"My brother should have one too, but he is no longer alive, alas, ......" The juggler waved his hand and asked the lotus leaf to get the wine gourd.

"Did the old gentleman's brother ever join the army?" Zhong Sheng felt that he had calculated correctly.

The juggler's eyes widened, and he went to Zhong Sheng's side and held his hand tightly: "You are young, how can you know this!

"Old gentleman, do you know the Jiang family brothers in Jingnan?" Zhong Sheng held the hand of the juggler.

Yang Ye was holding a knife next to him, and the two apprentices were also squatting by the fire waiting to listen to the story.

"Impossible, this can't be!" ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......ahem, ahem

Zhong Sheng said affirmatively: "Old man, if I guess correctly, you are the siblings of Jingnan's former military advisor!"

The juggling master nodded, he only trusted Yang Ye at first and planned to entrust his two apprentices to him, the Yang family has been an official for generations, Yang Ye is young and brave and good at fighting is also famous, but he didn't expect this scholar-like person to be able to see his own background.

"I am the younger brother of Jingnan's former military advisor! How could Zhong Gongzi be so familiar with the people of Jingnan. The juggler knew that he had no ill intentions, but he couldn't figure out how a scholar in his twenties could know about these old things.

Zhong Sheng knelt down and saluted to the juggler: "The junior is the son of Jiang Jingao, please accept the junior!"

"You...... You are Jiang Zhen's grandson!" the juggler looked at Zhong Sheng in a daze.

"I don't know who Jiang Zhen is, I only know that my father is Jiang Jingao, the former general of Jingnan, and the second uncle Jiang Jingfeng......" Zhong Sheng has never heard of his grandfather's name.

"Alas, it's all caused by this war! My grandson doesn't know the name of my ancestors, and I can't blame you for being unfilial, it's not easy for a descendant to survive in these chaotic years! When I left Jingnan, Jing Aoxian's nephew had just been able to walk, cough cough cough cough ......" The juggler shook his head and took out a sackcloth to wipe his mouth, and then quickly stuffed it into his arms.

"In this way, it's all my own family!" Yang Ye shouted excitedly.

The juggler coughed a few more times: "Yes...... It's a family, and her grandmother is my eldest cousin......"

"In this way, you are an uncle, and you gave me a salute just now, which is really embarrassing for the younger generation. Zhong Sheng still knelt and didn't get up, the juggler master wanted to help him, but he didn't seem to have the strength anymore, he only relied on the last belief that the fallen leaves returned to the roots.

"Ahem, ahem... Medicine... Medicine..."The juggler's cough is getting worse and worse.

Lotus Ye took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured out a pill and stuffed it into the master's mouth, and the iron stove quickly picked up the kettle to feed the medicine.

Yang Ye exclaimed: "Poppy San! How can you take this medicine, old man?" ”

"Ahem...... It's just a matter of continuing life!" "The juggler master seems to be a little better after taking the medicine.

Zhong Sheng asked, "What is poppy powder?"

"Poppy powder is used for war wounds and pain relief, and it can also be used for a long time to cough, but only add a little bit of medicine primer, the old gentleman just took the medicine is rich, and the amount of poppy is quite a lot!" Yang Ye looked at the juggling master and said: "As the saying goes, medicine is three points poison, this poppy powder has nine points of poison, and ordinary people have a strong dependence on it after taking it!"

The juggling master stopped coughing after taking the pill, and his spirit improved a lot: "The old man left Jingnan at the age of fifteen, and wandered outside for nearly forty years. ”

"Master, you will live a long life. Lotus said obediently.

Zhong Sheng also said: "Yes, yes, yes, the wife of the younger generation has been studying medicine with Xuanning Daoist since she was a child, and she is a miracle doctor!

"That old man is still alive, it seems that Jing Nan still has hope! The old man almost became his apprentice back then, hahaha......" The juggler master remembered the past again.

Yang Ye asked, "Why did you go out at the age of fifteen or sixteen and didn't return?"

"I killed my father, and I have no shame to face the family, alas, ......" The juggler master burst into tears.

Several people didn't dare to ask what the reason was, Lotus Ye stood up and took off the lamp on the donkey cart, saying that she wanted to go for convenience, but in fact, she didn't dare to listen to the tragic story.

When the juggler saw her go away, he wiped his tears and said: "Alas, I was young and ignorant at that time, and I saw that there were more mosquitoes in midsummer, and I wanted to try to see if adding 'soul exorcism' to sandalwood could kill mosquitoes, so I lit sandalwood in the study and went out to play, but I didn't expect my father to come back from drinking that day and take a nap in the study, and my mother didn't go in to visit him for fear of disturbing his rest, so my father didn't wake up again, alas......"

Yang Ye looked at him in surprise: "The 'Soul Exorcism Incense' is closed at the entrance, how did a teenager get such a violent poison?"

The juggling master shook his head regretfully: "Alas, I said that I bought it home to kill rats, and among the many wild men who sell medicine on the street, as long as you give money, they will sell a little bit no matter how old you are......"

"The exorcism incense is colorless and tasteless, and I can't find out what the reason is, I think my father died of excessive drinking, and I don't dare to say that I made a foolish mistake, so I packed up some things and ran away, and then I met a juggling old man on the way to take me as an apprentice, so I followed him to learn art......"