After a while in a hurry, Bao Guanyong took his apprentice away smoothly.
Meng Qi followed them away, because all the people in Cihuitang ran upstairs with wooden sticks.
And if it is delayed, the Fengxing Pavilion will also notice the difference, after all, the distance is too close. Nominally, those people are all subordinates of Yuan Ting's master and apprentice, but this is a river and lake, not a military camp, and there will always be people who come from Luling County.
You don't need to know too much about the eyeliner, as long as you report the abnormal behavior of Bao Guanyong's teacher and apprentice every time.
Bao Guanyong had been feigning illness for a while, and if Yuan Ting was in trouble again, he would directly turn against Luling County.
As soon as the three of them left, Mo Li immediately changed his appearance.
A little bit of time has passed, and there may be a few wrinkles that have not been smoothed out.
"Doctor Mo, didn't you sleep well last night?" The apprentice at Cihuitang was shocked because Mo Li looked like he was several years older.
Mo Li had no choice but to nod his head and say, "I was awakened by the liu slave in the middle of the night, and I remembered my relatives from other places. I didn't fall asleep until the dawn."
Previously, his speech at Cihuitang was to defect to relatives. As a result, the rainstorm and flood delayed his trip, his luggage was washed away, and he could not stay here for a few days.
"Who just came in? God, there are hidden weapons here!"
The people in Cihuitang yelled at the darts on the wall.
"It seems to be a vendetta against the rivers and lakes, and they bumped into it." Mo Li bit his head and wrote, "They didn't look at me, they just quarreled and fought with each other. People are gone again."
It is not uncommon for Jianghu people to do this, stepping on the roof, falling into other people's houses, and accidentally hurting people...
They won't pay compensation or take care of the injured, so they just go away.
Mo Li read Qin Lu, and secretly thought that I'm sorry teacher, I'm more and more able to lie now.
"It's very dangerous!" The people in Cihuitang breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly put down the sticks. Only a few pieces of furniture in the room were overturned, and the tents were torn, so there was not much damage.
The most important thing is that no one was injured.
People are the most important things outside of money and money. How can people who open pharmacy clinics not understand this truth
The two doctors from Cihuitang also climbed up out of breath, looking at the messy room for a while and then terrified.
"Doctor Mo is frightened, and it's all my fault. If someone had come up to wake you up earlier, it wouldn't have happened—"
"What are you talking about, you are snoozing." Mo Li said quickly.
It was clear that he was fine, but the others thought he was too frightened, and rushed to help him downstairs.
Mo Li couldn't shirk, so he could only follow them downstairs. Using the dark and narrow stairs, he quickly removed the "too" wrinkles, and then he drooped his eyes and looked tired.
After washing the face with hot water, gargling, and changing a set of clothes, the ink carp completely returned to its previous appearance.
Although the apprentices of Cihuitang thought it was a bit strange, they could only think that the ink carp had not slept well.
There are already patients waiting at the door of the pharmacy. Although there is no emergency, it is not very good for people to wait all the time. The sun is very hot as soon as the sun comes out. So the two doctors from Cihuitang took turns taking breakfast with Mo Li, and went to the front for a consultation.
On the other side, Yuan Ting relied on Qinggong and familiarity with the terrain, and quickly detoured to a dark alley.
The smell here is a bit unpleasant, and the residual sewage is floating with debris.
Yuan Ting landed on a relatively clean ground, but when he turned around, he saw Meng Qi standing silently on a horse-tethering stake.
This is not some big family's horse tie-up stake. It will also be carved into a good-looking human figure and animal shape. It is half a swaying wooden stake. It may be more mules tied, which is not very reliable. It is estimated that it is a larger dog They can pull the stakes out with all their might.
Now it has been soaked into decay by the flood, and the whole is crooked. Except for the raccoon slave, who dares to stand up
Meng Qi was standing taller than Yuan Ting at the moment, and his shoes were clean, without any dust stains.
This dark alley is not short.
After the floodwaters receded, in addition to water marks, there were moss and dirt on the walls.
Unless your feet don't touch the ground, you always step on the half-human-high wall, your feet fall softly and silently, and after the dust flies away...
Yuan Ting's pupils shrank.
After a long while, I suddenly realized that my master was gone.
He was about to blurt out a question, but fortunately, his mind calmed down in time, realizing that the movement just now was too great, and he was at the door of Fengxing Pavilion, so there was no reason not to investigate. At that time, when he is not there, and the treasurer Bao is not there, it will be strange for the people below to not be suspicious.
"This way." Yuan Ting turned his head and said stiffly.
The dark alley is very deep, and it turns left and right.
Yuan Ting deliberately paid attention to his back this time, and found that someone was really ghostly, flickering and disappearing.
Yuan Ting thought that this person was pretending to be mysterious, so that he could not see his trace, but Meng Qi disappeared for a little longer, and Yuan Ting stopped in surprise.
After a while, a fluttering figure turned over from the eaves at the other end of the wall, with a paper bag tied with a string in his hand.
There is an apricot flower mark on the outside of the paper bag, which is a famous dim sum shop in the city.
Yuan Ting calculated carefully, isn't that shop right across the street from here
Meng Qi was walking on the roof while searching for a shop selling dim sum
Yuan Ting was stunned with anger.
This has to be replaced by normal, such arrogant behavior and deceptive behavior, he can't bear to say anything. But after going through the uproar just now, Yuan Ting has already seen that Meng Qi is such an arrogant temperament. When he came to the door this morning, he didn't really want to fight, but wanted to expose Meng Qi's ulterior motives in front of Bao Guanyong. The hands are just in his arms! It turned out that Meng Qi's relationship with his master was a complete failure.
But after the defeat, Yuan Ting still had a sense of anger in his heart, and he took people to a remote small house with a cold face.
This is an empty house. The county town is not prosperous. There are always some houses that cannot be sold and no one lives in.
Fengxing Pavilion has all the news in the city, Yuan Ting knows where the conversation is hidden enough that no one will pay attention.
The house was small, but clean, and it was obvious that someone had been cleaning it all the time.
Yuan Ting's face was dark, but his hands were not slow. He took out a can of tea from the corner of the wall and put the teapot full of water on the small stove.
The things are very complete, and he holds it very easily. At first glance, he is already prepared.
Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and sarcastically said: "It seems that someone is deliberately making trouble today, 'Tiger down the mountain'? The tiger roars in the mountains and forests, and the tiger who doesn't even want the mountains is really fearless!"
Yuan Ting suppressed his anger, filled the stove with charcoal, and said with a sullen face: "Meng Guoshi doesn't need to point to Sang and scold Huai, the one I rely on is definitely not Master."
"what!"
Meng Qi glanced at him. Although he didn't speak, his meaning was obvious. If it weren't for Bao Guanyong, Yuan Ting would have had a blue nose and a swollen face for at least half a month.
"Throwing a hidden weapon into the window is indeed... inappropriate!" Yuan Ting gritted his teeth, "Just with the martial arts of the two of you, the hidden weapon can't be hit at all."
Besides, Meng Qi's martial arts are even higher than he imagined.
"Oh? If you can't hit it, it won't cause an accident, so you can smash it randomly?" Meng Qi also sank his face, but he didn't pay any attention to whose apprentice this was.
Jianghu people and scholars value the seniority of master and apprentice, but not in the military! Colleagues can ask for advice, Shangguan can direct subordinates, and generals can ask soldiers to ask for ways to train horses. Especially when Bao Guanyong was the coach of the border army of the Chu Dynasty, he really can fill the county town with his apprentices!
Meng Qi didn't want to talk about this. In fact, he also taught Bao Guanyong the art of war for a few days.
The fourteen-year-old teenager in the past, everyone was worried that this new-born calf was not afraid of tigers, and accidentally broke it. They all showed their hands in front of Bao Guanyong, let the teenager know that there are people outside the world, and that leading troops must not commit suicide. big problem.
Later, Bao Guanyong was kept in the frontier because he was worried that he would cause trouble because of his youthful spirit. In addition, Bao Guanyong liked to be in the army and was not willing to live in Taijing's days when he was stared at by the imperial envoy, so he was allowed to slowly make contributions in the army and cultivated Prestige, take over in the future—
Forget it, there is no future.
Meng Qi thought that Bao Guanyong was framed and exiled from an official position, and he was seriously ill, so he met the man named Qiu. Yesterday Bao Guanyong pretended to be ill, Yuan Ting's eagerness to seek medical treatment for him did not seem to be a fake, and the anger in his heart was slightly reduced.
However, the fire is still going to start.
"Doctor Mo has been diagnosing and treating people all day. You came here early in the morning to yell and kill, but you are right?" Meng Qi was aggressive, and for nothing else, it was because Yuan Ting woke Mo Li.
Yuan Ting's face turned red, and he wanted to refute, but then he learned that Mo Li not only saved several people, but also delivered a child who was in childbirth.
Although Bao Guanyong's attitude changed after he went back to the doctor, Yuan Ting was extremely angry that his brothers and sisters had to give up their long-term ambitions and did not participate in King Ning's attack, but he couldn't turn his anger on a doctor, even if the doctor seemed to be the same as Meng Qi. The group seems to have encouraged Bao Guanyong together...
Do not! Yuan Ting closed his eyes in pain. Bao Guanyong pretended to be sick a month ago, when Meng Qi was still thousands of miles away!
Master, he has long had the idea of retreating.
It has been more than ten years, and Fengxing Pavilion has existed for more than ten years. The nine masters and apprentices have the idea of returning Chu, and they have waited too long for this day.
What happened to the master? What kind of ecstasy soup did Meng Qi pour into his master later
"It's me who disturbed Doctor Mo. But the hatred between the national teacher and Emperor Chu Yuan has brought disaster to people who are thinking about the Chu Dynasty and returning to Chu. What can I say?"
Looking at Yuan Ting with blue veins protruding on his forehead, Meng Qi finally remembered it. This was because he thought that he had disturbed King Ning to raise his army, because he hated Emperor Chu's ruthlessness and could not see the restoration of the Chu Dynasty.
The sarcastic smile on Meng Qi's face slowly disappeared, and he suddenly shot, directly pressing Yuan Ting's face on the wooden table in front of him.
"What did your master tell you last night? Let me guess... Does he think you can't do it, or that the son of King Ning that Mr. Qiu picked is useless?"
"It's you, it really is you!"
Yuan Ting's eyes widened suddenly, Bao Guanyong's inexplicable words seemed to imply that Mr. Qiu had ulterior motives to support an incompetent person as a king.
He tried to struggle several times, but before Meng Qi pressed his face down, his fingers quickly tapped the key point on the back of his neck, and that tyrannical internal force instantly defeated the real essence he raised.
"I guess, it should be the latter. After all, he is soft-hearted, and you are his apprentices. At most, a few hints, it is impossible to directly say that you are not good."
Meng Qi smiled coldly and kicked Yuan Ting's knee across the table.
He used all his strength for this kick, and if it were an ordinary person, he would have broken his bones. Yuan Ting held it up, but he didn't kneel down, but his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.
"But in fact, you just can't do it, it's a long way! That Mr. Qiu drew a big cake for you, and you all went one after another. You really thought that after raising the army, you will rule Jiangnan in three years and rule the world in ten years! Smart! People always have a bad problem, that is, they think that there is no talent in the world except for themselves, do you think that Mr. Qiu is too smart, or is he going to use you to fight first and swallow part of the territory slowly and then plan?"
Meng Qi pressed down half of Yuan Ting's face and deformed a little. The latter struggled with a stern look in his eyes: "How did you know about the matter of the little prince? It's impossible for Master to reveal such a thing to you!"
"Xiaojun Wang? You all called, I don't know that King Ning knows the importance of this son..."
"What are you doing?" Yuan Ting shouted angrily.
Meng Qi looked down at him and said contemptuously, "What do I need to do? King Ning is lustful and stupid. Once he realizes your existence and realizes that his son is more important to you, he can turn his head and chop off that child. Your Mr. Qiu should know his temperament. If I were him, news of King Ning's serious illness would spread soon after the army started."
"you-"
Meng Qi was impatient, he picked Yuan Ting up a little, and put it on the table heavily.
Yuan Ting bared his teeth in pain, but suddenly froze because of Meng Qi's next cold and gloomy words.
"The Chu Dynasty that you have in mind was made by me and my old friends for decades. I only have a few words for the history secretary. You don't know, I don't blame it, but Prime Minister Deng, the Duke of Wei, Jingyuan Hou ... What did they do, you dare to say you don't know? The Chu Dynasty is not the Li family, and it is not that you can reproduce the lost territory by shouting a few words. It belongs to all the people who have sacrificed their lives and years for the Chu Dynasty. There is your master! He has the right to scold you, but he doesn't like you!"
Meng Qi's lips curled into a sarcastic smile: "Li Yuanze's son, except for the crown prince, is a waste! Emperor Chu Ling is his best son. Those who have been eliminated, whether it is King Jing Wu King or King Ning, They're all idiots who can't support the walls and beams! I haven't seen these vassal kings since they turned 30. What kind of virtues did I know when I was a child? If King Ning really gave birth to a talented person, this talented person will only have you guys. What about the restoration of the Chu Dynasty? Or, it is just you who dare to say that the Chu Dynasty will be restored? You only know the prosperity of the Chu Dynasty, but you have no idea what others have paid for this prosperity! You only learned one point three. The ability of the cat-footed cat, after reading a few books on military affairs, he made a big statement, thinking that the disaster of war was for the benefit of the people?!"
Yuan Ting was panting heavily.
Meng Qi walked away.
Gritting his teeth and getting up, Yuan Ting clutched his bruised and deformed profile, and said angrily, "You are not at all Meng Guoshi, how can there be an old man in his 90s like you?"
As soon as the voice fell, a stone flew in, just in the middle of the knee that was kicked.
Injured after injury, Yuan Ting was unsteady and fell to his knees with a thud.
Meng Qi left the house and thought to himself dissatisfied:
What an old man in his nineties, "Meng Guoshi" is obviously only eighty-nine years old.
He reached out and touched the paper bag in his sleeve, the snacks were getting cold, and he had to go back to look for A Li.
The author has something to say: Meng Guoshi: It is true that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, you are not even a wave
In fact, Meng Qi thought of Bao Guanyong before, and he was not ready to be angry, but he was still stabbed