Zhang Xuanqing doesn't know much about ancient clothing, but he has also been in Hanfu for a while, and knows what the difference between tops and bottoms, skirts, straight shirts, gowns, long shirts, etc.

Before, he was in a panic caused by the crossing, his mind was confused, and then he was busy eating, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the clothes of the people here, and he didn't have that mind.

Now that I am full of wine and food, I took a serious look.

I saw that the little girl was wearing a narrow sleeved crimson green short coat, a long boot under her feet, a belt tied around her waist, and a few strings of small bells hanging on it...... It doesn't seem to be Hanfu, but Hufu?

This is difficult, when was Hufu introduced to the Central Plains?

Northern Qi, Qin, Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties?

Wrong...... How can I be sure that this is the Central Plains!

Zhang Xuanqing was entangled in his heart for a while, his two eyes forgot to take it back, and he was still swaying up and down on the little girl. The little girl who looked straight at her was frightened, looked timid, and almost wanted to run away. The heart said: This Taoist is so hateful, it must not be a good thing, don't be deceived by him!

As for the master, what does it have to do with her being deceived?

Look at this person staring at her without blinking, what if he begs for himself like a master!

Fortunately, the misunderstanding did not continue, and with a sound of footsteps, Zheng Fatzi's family and the two Taoist priests walked back from the backyard.

The Zheng fat man first invited two Taoist priests to sit, and then someone brought a board foot table, wine, tea and vegetables, and Zhenguo snacks, it seems that this Zheng fat man is really hospitable, no matter who comes, he will take care of the meal.

Even Zhang Xuanqing was stained with the light of two Taoist priests, and the leftovers in front of him were removed, and a new one came up.

Zhang Xuanqing said in his heart, it seems that dinner has also been settled. Even if you can't rely on it, you can pack it up and take it away.

Unexpectedly, among the two Taoist priests who came to his heart, the middle-aged Taoist priest did not ignore his little transparent little transparency with a very pitiful sense of existence. After a few words of greeting with Zheng Fatzi, he came to him, hugged his fists and saluted, and opened his mouth to talk.

Zheng Fatzi stood behind him and explained, as if he was saying that Zhang Xuanqing was a "deaf and dumb" person. But the middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head, bowed again, his lips squirmed, and said something to Zhang Xuanqing.

Although Zhang Xuanqing didn't understand, he also felt that people were so civilized and polite, and it was not good to sit by himself. Tilting his head and thinking about it, he got up and returned the salute, and then reached out to the side of the table, signaling you not to stand, sit down and talk.

Clinker, the middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head, and his face showed a thoughtful expression. After a while, he whispered something to Zheng Fatzi, and then bowed his hand to Zhang Xuanqing, just not to sit down.

Over there, Zheng Fatzi nodded and ordered his subordinates to go out, seeing Zhang Xuanqing inexplicable for a while.

After a while, the servant came back again, holding a tray in his hand, but instead of wine and delicacies, paper, ink, pens, and inkstones!

I saw another board move from the side hall, and the next person put the pen and paper on the board, and immediately a maid went up to grind it.

Zhang Xuanqing's eyelids jumped: It seems that this middle-aged Taoist priest is still a smart person!

Soon, the ink was studied, and the middle-aged Taoist priest walked to the front of the case and wrote with a pen. After writing, he put the pen and ink aside, took the paper to Zhang Xuanqing, and handed it to him with both hands.

Zhang Xuanqing smiled bitterly in his heart, not knowing how this middle-aged Taoist priest recognized him. After a moment's hesitation, he reluctantly took the paper.

But when he saw the content clearly, his eyes suddenly widened, and his heart beat half a beat slower.

I saw that it was written:

"Brother Huijian, poor Dao Sun Simiao, Miaoying, the ...... of the county"

is very normal at the beginning, a very ordinary self-introduction, but with the addition of the three words "Sun Simiao" in it, it is completely abnormal.

Who is Sun Simiao?

The King of Medicine!!

A "Thousand Golden Prescriptions" has been famous for thousands of years, and it is said that it was also given to the daughter-in-law of Tang Taizong Li Shimin, the eldest grandson of a generation of virtuous queens, Wuji, who was cured of illness, and such a cow man actually came to steal business with him?

It doesn't matter, what matters is, is it the Tang Dynasty now?

Zhang Xuanqing's heart was turbulent for a while, and he suddenly raised his head, staring at the middle-aged Taoist priest with two eyes, and he didn't know that he thought that there was any deep hatred between the two sides.

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't know what to say, arched his hand, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face, as if asking: What's wrong?

Zhang Xuanqing hurriedly shook his head and retracted his gaze, and then looked at the paper in his hand, the next content was nothing unusual, but it was "going out for a doctor", "invited to come", or "Brother Guandao has an excellent demeanor", "There is a skill in rejuvenating the face" and so on. In the end, he asked him his honorable name, where the fairy town was, and so on.

After reading the content in one go, Zhang Xuanqing took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

raised his head again and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who claimed to be Sun Simiao, only to feel that no matter how the other party looked, there was a "fairy spirit".

He didn't know when Sun Simiao was born, but he vaguely remembered that it was said that when Sun Simiao gave the eldest grandson queen "hanging silk diagnosis", he should have been a half-hundred old man. Now it seems...... Is it the beginning of the Tang Dynasty or the end of the Sui Dynasty?

If it was better at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the war had passed, whether it was Li Yuan's reign or Li Shimin's accession to the throne, it should not affect him. But if it's the end of the Sui Dynasty, there are wars everywhere, and the people are not living well, then he has to be careful.

But none of that matters!

What's important?

Sun Simiao actually called himself Brother Dao, Brother Dao!

can be called a brother and a brother with Sun Simiao, who will dare to say that he is a charlatan in the future?

Zhang Xuanqing suddenly had a sense of pride in his heart, fantasizing that he would no longer be a "master" who was deceived and abducted in the future, but a "Taoist chief" admired by everyone.

But thinking about it, I suddenly felt a panny in my chest: Dao Chang is in charge of eggs again, it seems that he has indeed crossed over, and he has traveled to 1,300 years ago, can he still go back?

His face changed for a while, and it was not until he felt that someone had pulled him down that Zhang Xuanqing came back to his senses.

When he raised his head, he saw the "great good man" Zheng Fatzi pulling the hem of his clothes, holding a piece of paper with handwriting in his hand, looking at him pitifully.

It turned out that Zheng Fatzi saw that he was reading seriously, obviously recognized the words, knew that there was a door, and hurriedly wrote a "note".

Zhang Xuanqing took it in his hand and looked at it, and saw that it was written:

"Dao Chang Taijian, contemptible surname Zheng, name, word Dabo, because the dog is seriously ill, Lao Dao Chang moved to come, very ashamed...... "followed by a word of apology, and finally what is "Wangdao chief pity, save the dog" and something like that.

The surname Zheng is the word Dabo?

Uncle Zheng, Uncle Zheng?

It's so easy to take advantage of people!

The corners of Zhang Xuanqing's mouth twitched, especially when the "Medicine King" was standing next to him, but the other party sought medical treatment on his head, how blind is this?

But he didn't expect that the reason why the other party invited him really made him right.

After thinking about it, Uncle Zheng and Uncle Zheng ...... Ahh

Sun Simiao stretched out his hand and pointed to the bookcase with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and motioned for him to write back.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xuanqing nodded and walked to the bookcase, but muttered in his heart.

Putting aside Zheng Fatzi, Sun Simiao asked him two questions: one was to ask him what his surname was, and the other was to ask him where he lived in his hometown. These two questions, although simple, are not easy to answer.

How do you say that you are XXX who lives in XX Village, XX Town, XX County, XX City, People's Republic of China?

Just thinking about it makes him feel a chill.

Besides, the ancient people were all famous, surnamed, and numbered, and he only reported a "Zhang Xuanqing" to go out, which was a bit too low.

That's right...... I still have a nickname!

Zhang Xuanqing's eyes suddenly lit up: he is an authentic rural person, and his parents at home can't read a basket of big characters, just the name of "Xuanqing" is still given by an old Taoist priest in the village.

Of course, the daimyo is called outside, and at home, and even in the village, everyone calls him by his nickname - "Grasshopper".

Although "Grasshopper" is not a good name, compared to Dog Leftovers, Erqiu, Eggs, Silly Babies, etc., Zhang Xuanqing feels that he is quite satisfied with the name "Grasshopper".

He also has a younger brother named "Cricket".

Or is it called Zhang Xuanqing?

No, no, it's not good, and the word "Xuanqing" is more like a road number.

Or...... Pregnant!

Zhang Xuanqing's spirit was shocked, he had an idea, and picked up his pen and wrote:

"Poor Dao surname Zhang, name fruit, word Sanfeng, Dao name Xuanqing, also known as Ziyang ......" wrote here The pen and ink paused, and then wrote: "...... Bai Yujing is now traveling all over the world, and the four seas are home......"

The surname Zhang Mingguo is the homonym of "蝈", and the two words "Guoguo" are too motherly, and it is much more normal to replace them with one word.

The Taoist name Xuanqing, not for anything else, just because his name is too similar to the Taoist number, and if he doesn't call the Taoist number, he is sorry for the old Taoist priest who named him.

As for what Mitutoyo, Ziyang...... Wow Ka Ka, it's hard to cross over, of course, you have to get all the good names in advance!

Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Ziyang, both of whom are well-known figures in Taoism. One is a sloppy Taoist who is famous all over the world, and the other is one of the five ancestors of the Quanzhen Dao. As a member of the old Zhang family, Zhang Xuanqing felt that he was too sorry for them if he didn't use the names of the celebrities of the old Zhang family after crossing over.

And the next "Bai Yujing People's Clan" is that he thought of Li Bai's song "Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor." The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. "Thinking that I am adrift in this world, if I have no roots in duckweed, I am afraid that it will be more difficult than climbing to the sky, so I made it up casually.

After introducing his identity and origin, Zhang Xuanqing kept writing and writing, and then asked about the condition of Zheng Fatzi's son.

After all, eating other people's mouths is short, and eating and drinking for nothing is mixed with a meal, so you have to care about other people's conditions.

When he finished writing and stopped writing, Sun Simiao and Zheng Fatzi were watching from the sidelines. Seeing that he finally asked about his son's condition, Zheng Fatzi was excited for a while, but he looked at Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao smiled slightly, knowing that the other party was worried about herself. and explained the condition, or he, the doctor, explained it clearly. Chong Zheng Fat nodded, took the pen from Zhang Xuanqing's hand, and began to write on the paper.