A blind eye?

Su Mu sat comfortably in the warm water, closed his eyes and said: "When the Chu people read "Huainanzi", they thought that the praying mantis could be invisible by serving the cicada?"

"Not bad. "www.biquge.info Shuyu pressed Su Musha's back and said, "It is rumored that where the cicada hides, there is a leaf covering it, and the birds and birds can't see it, and this leaf is called 'cicada leaf', if people cover themselves with 'cicada leaves', others will not be able to see it." ”

"Gu Changan is very superstitious about this 'cicada leaf'. When he worshiped under the Great Situ Lu Dao, he befriended Lu Chu, the second son of Lu Dao. Lu Chu is arrogant, and if others are disobedient, they will make enemies. One day, Lu Chu sent Gu Chang'an a piece of 'cicada leaves', and deliberately peed on him and teased him, but he believed it and treasured the willow leaves. Shuyu said: "Everyone in the world says that Gu Changan is stupid, in my opinion, he is just a fake idiot who can't afford to offend Lu Chu." ”

"At the feast, I saw that Lu Dao was elegant and outstanding. Su Musha said: "I didn't expect to have such a son. ”

Shuyu persuaded: "Son, don't look down on him, looking at Lu Chu's past behavior, although he is arrogant, he is not an ordinary person. ”

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The next day, Su Musha was completely busy. The decree of the king of Shuobei had just been issued, and he entered the palace with the monks in Tsing Yi to discuss the matter of purging the power of the shadow hall of the Southern Dynasty. Su Mucheng just appointed Su Musha and Xu to jointly take charge of the Thousand Buddha Hall, and in the blink of an eye, he was arranged to join the Beifu Army to serve as the middle guard, protecting the Son of Heaven Luan on the inside, and guarding the capital outside.

The Beifu Army guards the royal family of the capital, and the status is quite heavy, Su Musha insists on not resigning, Su Mucheng can only persuade Su Musha in private, because of Su Zi, Su Musha is appointed as the central protector, which can firmly grasp the Beifu Army in the hands of the royal family, and avoid people who dare to disagree from taking the opportunity to cause chaos. On weekdays, all the affairs of the Beifu Army are handled by the left and right guards, and Su Musha only needs to issue a decree, which does not take much thought.

Seeing Su Mucheng's persuasion like this, Su Musha reluctantly accepted this hot potato.

There are monks in Tsing Yi in the Thousand Buddha Hall, the Beifu Army has left and right guards, and Su Musha is also relaxed, so busy for about five or six days, Su Musha finally has time to sit in front of the Qingxin Hall to bask in the sun and drink tea.

Qingxintang is located on the east bank of the lower reaches of Qingxi in the east of the city, near the Qinhuai River, and is a new medical clinic for the Shuobei Palace.

The disciples of the Medicine King Valley may not be subtle in martial arts, but they must have a good ability to save the life and help the wounded, and they often save the dead and help the wounded with their superb medical skills after leaving the valley, and are grateful to the world, and have won the reputation of the Medicine King Valley all over the world. The same is true of the disciples who accompanied Su Musha on this trip, so Su Musha set up a Qingxin Hall, so that the disciples of the Medicine King Valley can hang the pot to help the world, learn medical skills, and save people from illness.

In front of Qingxin Hall is the green stream where boats come and go, a row of weeping willows are planted on the bank, and the back garden of Shuobei Wangfu is back, and the canopy of an old locust tree covers the high eaves.

There were quite a few people who came to Qingxin Hall for medical treatment, but there was not much noise because of Su Mu's identity.

Su Mu lay on the bamboo chair, listening to the sound of the broken water rippling in the clear stream of the canopy boat wood pulp, the little green beads in Tsing Yi waited on the side, and the good Ming Qian tea in Qixia Temple was on the stone stove, accompanied by beads bubbles revealing an elegant fragrance.

Ten miles of Qinhuai, businessmen gathered, and the endless flow of people on the other side is proof.

In the crowd, an old Taoist priest suddenly stood still, dressed in a ragged sermon robe, carrying a few oily black burdens on his back, and carrying a big rooster weighing 16 or 7 catties in his hand, standing on the opposite bank and looking at Su Musha. After a long time, when Xiao Qingyi Luzhu couldn't help but call people to check his details, he suddenly saw the old Taoist priest jumping off the embankment, stepping on the top of the canopy boat, causing a few exclamations, and then jumped onto the top of another canopy boat, moved a few times, and stood on the willow branch between breaths.

Xiao Qingyi was startled, and was about to call someone, but his little hand was suddenly pulled by Su Musha, he waved back the guards who rushed up, turned back and scolded the old Taoist priest with a smile: "You old dog, don't take the right road, and take the crooked path of the evil door." ”

The old Taoist priest's eyebrows and eyebrows met, looking like a word, his eyes were slightly bulging, his eyes were cunning, his forehead was lower than ordinary people, his mouth was big and his lips were thin and open like a dog's mouth; his face was yellow and blue, he was really like a dog's head, and Xiao Qingyi couldn't help but smile when he saw Su Mu's scolding.

The old Taoist priest was not angry, jumped down the tree, raised the big rooster in his hand with a smile, and said: "Lao Zhaohua usually eats the last meal but does not have the next meal, so he naturally has to save some strength." With that, he sat down across the stone table.

Su Musha instructed Xiao Qingyi to go back to the house and get some salt and pepper, five spices, soy sauce, old vinegar and other things. The old Taoist priest who snatched the Su curtain tea cup and drank the tea was busy with "um, um" a few times, and after the tea was swallowed together with the tea leaves, he instructed Xiao Qingyi: "Take some concocted mountain red, I have eaten too greasy and uncomfortable recently, so I have to eliminate my food." The old Taoist priest said to Su Musha.

"Who are you stealing from this chicken?" asked Su Musha.

"Hell, I stole it from the rice field on the road. The old Taoist priest put down the teacup, pointed to the big rooster and cockscomb, and said: "This big rooster has a ruthless force, and it is much more laborious to catch it than other roosters." He pointed to the large and small old scars on the back of his hand, and said: "Fortunately, the old incarnation has gone through a hundred battles, and he saw the opportunity to grab the chicken's neck so that it couldn't scream, and his left hand held the chicken's belly ......."

Su Musha interrupted him: "Stop, stop, the elder of the beggar gang, you have been bragging about stealing a chicken for a long time, is it a shame?"

The old Taoist priest disagreed with this and scolded: "The little rabbit cub has no conscience, how did you flatter when the medicine king Gu Lao asked Huazi to steal chickens to satisfy his hunger, what kind of chicken stealing holy hand, what is unparalleled in the world......"

"Get out. Su Musha couldn't help but scolded: "Some of the chicken farmers in the valley are that you are lazy and lazy, and you only steal the chickens from your sister to take the gold in the chicken.

In the end, I worked as a chicken herd for three years. ”

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "The old man usually eats the last meal but doesn't have the next meal, and he has to save some strength." ”

The old Taoist priest was born as a son, and because of the relationship between the master, his seniority was very high in the beggar gang. When he was middle-aged, he saw that charlatans were more profitable than begging for food, so he put on a Taoist robe and became a Taoist priest, and did a period of time selling fake medicines, fortune-telling and other swaggering and deceptive activities.

The old Taoist priest recuperated in the valley for nearly a year, and his temper was similar to that of Su Musha, so the two became friends who forgot their years.

"It's been about five or six years. Su Musha sighed and asked, "What have you been busy with all these years?"

"Run for your life. The old Taoist priest suddenly looked sad and complained: "Straight lady thief, the old man has run away in the past five or six years." I just came back from Luoyang a few days ago, and I heard that your kid came to Jiankang, so I ran over to take a look. After that, he looked at Qingxintang and asked, "What about Miss Ye? If she is here, she will be able to avoid the suffering of bumps." ”

That's probably what he's really for.

"In the valley. Su Musha ignored the old Taoist priest's hopeful gaze and was gloomy again, and he knew that he would not tell who the person who was chasing him was, and said, "It's just right, I need your help with something." ”

"What's the matter?" asked the old Taoist priest.

"The beggar gang is well-informed, and they help me find out what is hidden in the Southern Dynasty Shadow Hall. Su Musha said.