Because of the appearance of this ancient pharmacist, the pharmacists who were about to leave looked at each other for a few times, then turned around and chased after the ancient pharmacist's private room. In the blink of an eye, the people surrounding Gu Shiba Niang dispersed. Only Wang Yiyi and Xin Chaoyang were left.
No matter who Gu Ba Niang’s master is, Gu Ba Niang is Gu Ba Niang after all, not her master herself. The master leads her in, and everyone practices. Compared with Gu Shi Ba Niang, whose future achievements are still unknown, Gu Shi Ba Niang’s ancient achievements are unknown. Ling Yun, a pharmacist with an established reputation, is more worthy of the attention of pharmacists.
Gu Shiba Niang naturally understood this, so she didn't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable in her heart.
Saying goodbye to the two of them, Gu Shiba Niang got into the carriage.
"Miss, miss, do you think these two guys really don't go to see the ancient pharmacist? Maybe they are just pretending, why don't you go back and have a look..." The boy who was driving the carriage was Ah Si, who had just met outside the door. The group of drug dealers turned around and left without any shame and were very angry. No wonder these businessmen were said to value profits over justice. They were really pursuing profits like bloodthirsty insects and flies.
Gu Shiba Niang smiled internally: "No need."
The experiences of her past life and this life made Gu Shiba Niang realize unforgettable that dignity is earned by using her own abilities. Only by becoming stronger can she control her own destiny. It is better to rely on herself than to rely on anyone else.
Some time ago, she was wasting her skills because she was worrying about her brother. Now that her brother has survived the disaster, her mother has come to stay with her. Wang Yiyi's kindness shows that Xin Chaoyang's misunderstanding has been solved, and she really has nothing to worry about.
In the following days, Gu Shiba Niang stayed in the house she bought in Su'an, focusing on practicing, and Cao took care of the housework. In the blink of an eye, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Peng Yizhen left Shunhe Hall half a month ago. After working as a bell doctor for a period of time, he finally became a sitting doctor in a small pharmacy.
Peng Yizhen's wife and children were not happy with her husband's behavior, and the couple often quarreled behind closed doors.
The Peng family thought this was ungrateful, so she was too embarrassed to live in Gu Shiba's house anymore, and finally moved out despite Cao's repeated attempts to stay.
On this Mid-Autumn Festival, the only people sitting around the table were Cao Shi, Gu Shiba Niang, and Lingbao, but she insisted not to serve, but stood aside to serve dishes and pour wine.
Looking at the three figures illuminated by the full moon and thinking of her son in Nanzhang, just under the border of Dajin, Ms. Cao felt unspeakably sad.
"After winter, when spring comes next year, and mother's body has recovered, we will go to brother's place..." The mother was worried after her son traveled thousands of miles, not to mention that the place Gu Hai went to was not a safe place, how could Gu Shiba Niang I don't know what my mother is thinking, so I can comfort her with soft words.
Originally they were going to Nanzhang to visit relatives, but in addition to the normal family letters, Gu Hai asked someone to give Gu Shiba Niang a letter, to the effect that Nanzhang was not peaceful recently and he did not want them to come.
Naturally, she couldn't tell Mrs. Cao this, so Gu Shiba Niang asked Peng Yizhen to diagnose Cao's pulse and made a diagnosis that she was too weak to travel long distances before letting the matter go.
"I'm fine." Ms. Cao suppressed her sadness and forced a smile, "Your brother's place is very busy, so if I go there it will only cause trouble. It's okay if I don't go."
Seeing the mother and daughter talking to each other, Lingbao thought that although Gu Hai was far away, he at least knew where he was, while his brother was still missing.
"Let's go worship the moon." Lingbao said, trying to resolve the rather sad atmosphere.
Mrs. Cao and Gu Shiba Niang both nodded in agreement and came to the table that had been set up in the yard. The three of them each looked at the moon, put their hands together and prayed for their wishes.
At this time in Nanzhang, the bright moon was hanging high in the sky, but there was no festive joy in the whole city.
Gu Hai, wrapped in a cloak, once again looked out from the city gate. The moonlight was as bright as a ray of light, and the surrounding wilderness seemed to be covered with a thin veil.
"Still no news about Master Shen and the others?" he asked the clerk beside him in a low voice.
The clerk turned around to ask, then turned his head for a moment and shook his head.
I'm afraid it's more bad than good. . . . .
There was a trace of solemnity on everyone's face, and they once again cast their gaze on the wilderness, as if expecting a miracle to happen.
Yama Luo Bay, as its name suggests, looks even more ferocious at night, with the valleys on both sides looking like man-hungry beasts.
At this time, at the foot of the mountain, a group of figures were walking slowly, turned a corner, and were exposed to the moonlight.
This seemed to be a team from hell. There were more than a dozen people. Their armors were in tatters, their bodies were stained with blood, and their faces were all exhausted.
One of them staggered a few times and fell to the ground with a thud.
"No sleep allowed." Shen Anlin, who was walking in the front, turned around and growled. He flipped the knife in his hand and struck the man on the back with the back of the knife.
The man groaned in pain.
"Pull up and keep walking." Shen Anlin growled.
Two people immediately picked up the man and continued moving forward.
"How far is it?" Shen Anlin suddenly asked in a low voice.
After hearing his question, two thin soldiers at the back of the team came over quickly.
"Sir, if you go further forward and to the right, you can meet up with Mr. Zhao's reinforcements." One of them lowered his head and whispered.
"Are you sure?" Shen Anlin looked at him and asked in a deep voice.
"I'm sure, little one." Bingwei lowered his head and whispered, his voice full of exhaustion.
"Yes, sir, this is the way." The other one also whispered.
Shen Anlin stared at them for a few seconds, then suddenly swung his knife at one of them. The knife passed by, blood spattered everywhere, and a human head fell to the ground. The soldier's body sprayed blood mist before slowly falling down. .
This scene shocked everyone, and there was silence for a moment.
"Big..." The other guide who had blood splattered all over his face looked at Shen Anlin in front of him in horror, his face also covered in blood, and his tongue was tied.
"There is a law in the army. If you murder a military leader, you will be punished with death." Shen Anlin shouted sternly, while pointing the bloody knife at the soldier, "Say, you two put us into the ambush circle of the Five Tiger Thieves, is that right? What's the point?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone else's expression changed. The soldier's legs were rustling and he was sitting on the ground.
"Sir, I don't have one, I don't have one..." He said with a trembling voice and a pale face, "The terrain here is complicated, I... I didn't pay attention for a moment... I went the wrong way... I... ."
Shen Anlin snorted coldly, "Listen, what are the sounds before and after?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and remain silent, and some even prostrate themselves on the ground. They only heard the rumble of horse hooves coming from behind and behind.
"Sir, five tiger thieves have surrounded us." Everyone's expressions changed drastically and they whispered.
"We had already escaped the Five Tiger Thieves, but you two said you wanted to find Mr. Zhao's reinforcements and brought us back all the way... This valley is obviously an extremely dangerous place, and there are many forks at the entrance, but you didn't do anything about it. Stop, just come here..." Shen Anlin looked at the soldier and shouted, "It's obvious that he was surrounded by the five tiger thieves at this time."
The soldier was left speechless and fell silent on the ground.
"Say, if you are instigated by someone, and there is someone to blame, I will spare your life," Shen Anlin said in a deep voice.
The blood knife in Shen Anlin's hand turned over, and the reflected moonlight hit his face. The soldier felt a chill on his neck.
Thinking of the death of the man just now, Xiao Bing collapsed emotionally and finally knelt down on the ground and said, "Yes, it's Captain Qian..."
"Captain Qian? Which Colonel Qian?" Shen Anlin asked with a frown.
"Yes, yes..." Xiaobing hesitated.
"Say" Shen Anlin shouted coldly.
"They are Master Zhao's subordinates, otherwise, otherwise we wouldn't dare..." Xiaobing kowtowed.
Shen Anlin's face was as pale as a rock, and the knife in his hand slowly lowered.
"I see," he said slowly, "I understand."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the knife and dropped the soldier's head, spinning on the ground.
"grown ups.."
Only then did the people around him gather around him, all looking gloomy, frustrated and angry.
"Why does Mr. Zhao treat us like this?"
They all recognize Mr. Zhao, but no one knows the relationship between Mr. Zhao and Shen Anlin.
Since Mr. Zhao believes that there are only superiors and subordinates in the army, and there is no distinction between kinship and distance, there are very few people in Zuo Siwei who know that he and Shen Anlin are uncle and nephew.
Shen Anlin waved his hand to stop everyone's inquiries and remained silent for a moment.
"This thief deliberately framed this matter," he said in a deep voice, "It's not credible."
This matter was indeed unbelievable to say, and this explanation couldn't be better, so they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"What should we do now?" everyone asked, listening to the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer.
Shen Anlin looked up at the sky. A full moon hung high in the sky, high and far away. A ferocious sneer flashed across his face under the moonlight.
"We must rush out and find Mr. Zhao's reinforcements. Whether we are alive or dead, we have to fight here."
Seven days later, a sealed report to speed up the battle was delivered to the residence of Lord Zhu, the chief minister of the dynasty.
Mr. Zhu, who was dressed in home clothes and was reclining on the beauty's couch, with his legs and feet being kneaded by two beautiful little girls, sat up from the couch after listening to the butler's recitation.
"Oops." He slapped his legs and stood up, looking frustrated.
"Father, what's the matter?" Zhu Xuantian, the chubby adopted son, walked in with his belly puffed out and his chest raised.
Behind him followed Ling Yuan, who had changed his name to Zhu Xuan.
"Zhao Kunshan is dead," Master Zhu said.
"Ah? Is it true?" Zhu Xian was shocked, "He still owes me dividends this year. I'll give him the next batch of military expenses for free."
As he spoke, he rubbed his hands in annoyance, "Why is he dead? This old boy is the best at avoiding disasters and wars. How could he be dead?"
"Speaking of it, it's embarrassing to be surrounded by a group of bandits and die in the middle of nowhere." Mr. Zhu said bitterly, "If I had known he was so useless, I wouldn't have let him stay there. Now, not only will I have the opportunity to give those The group of old guys will not die but they will be replaced. This will allow those group of old guys to take the opportunity to clamor about border security issues, and they will definitely take the opportunity to send troops there again."
"How can that be done?" Zhu Yan stared and said, "If we send troops there, how can we talk about peaceful coexistence between the two countries?"
"That's it." Mr. Zhu walked around the room with his hands behind his hands, frowning, and muttering curses, "No, the battle report cannot be written like this. If His Majesty reads it, it will simply cause trouble. , We, as ministers, must share your Majesty’s worries.”
He paused and said, "Xuan'er, go and invite Mr. Song from Dali Temple."
There were several officials surnamed Song in Dali Temple, but Lingyuan didn't ask a word after hearing this. He just turned around and left. Obviously, he knew exactly which Mr. Song Master Zhu was referring to.
When Lingyuan rode out from Mr. Song's house, it was already the time when the lanterns were on. The shops in the night market were about to open, while the shops in the daytime were closing.
In front of the door of Gu's Shunhe Hall, the thin and thin Lingbao was walking up to the door. She seemed to be struggling. She stopped to take a breath, and suddenly turned around subconsciously, and a familiar face came into view.
She was stunned for a moment and rubbed her eyes in disbelief. When she looked again, the man had already disappeared.
"Brother, brother." She ran after him, raising her hands and shouting loudly.
The street was crowded and dark, and the figure quickly disappeared. Lingbao, who was running with disheveled hair and attracting countless glances, stopped and stood blankly in the middle of the road, bewildered.
She must be dazzled again.
Just when Master Zhu wrote another memorial about this border emergency and handed it to the emperor, Gu Shiba Niang also received an urgent letter from Gu Hai.
The letter was obviously written hastily, with only one short sentence in it.
Shen Anlin has a disabled leg.
At the end of August in the seventh year of Jianyuan, Shen Anlin's leg was disabled. In mid-September, he returned to Beijing. He consulted famous doctors for diagnosis and treatment, but to no avail. In May of the eighth year of Jianyuan, he returned to Jiankang. The couple met for the first time in that life.
The pharmacy where Peng Yizhen was located was in a remote location and the business was relatively poor. However, when Gu Shiba Niang came over, Peng Yizhen had two patients.
"Oh, oh, doctor, you are so amazing," the trembling old man said excitedly, throwing away the crutch in his hand, "I can walk, I can walk..."
As he spoke, he walked around the hall. The child beside him looked worried and wanted to help him, but the old man refused.
"My old cold legs, my old cold legs..." the old man muttered excitedly, and even began to wipe his tears, "It has been more than ten years, but I never thought that I would be able to throw away my crutches."
Peng Yizhen chuckled, unable to hide his pride, but also looked indifferent.
"What's this? It's not a serious illness," he said quietly.
"Bao'er, kowtow to the doctor quickly," the old man called to the child while wiping his tears, "Grandpa can chop wood again, and I won't let you go hungry again..."
As expected, the child stepped forward and knelt down to Peng Yizhen, kowtowing, and Peng Yizhen panicked and rushed to help him.
For a while, the small drug store was filled with joy.
After seeing off the old man who had thanked him so much, Peng Yizhen couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle. When he looked up, he saw Gu Shiba Niang standing by with a smile on her face.
"Oh, when did the Eighteenth Lady come?" Peng Yizhen, with a slightly red face, said hurriedly, asking her to sit inside.
"I happened to be passing by." Gu Shiba Niang said with a smile, rejecting his invitation, "Go on and go, don't disturb me."
"Don't bother, don't bother." Peng Yizhen said hurriedly, trying to persuade him to stay.
Gu Shiba Niang shook her head, got on the carriage, smiled at him and said that she could come and sit at home when she was free, and then urged the horse to leave.
Looking at her car as she drove away, Peng Yizhen frowned slightly. The look on the Eighteenth Niang's face just now was clearly preoccupied. If I guessed correctly, she should have come to see him specifically, but why did she keep silent
No, you have to ask her. Peng Yizhen made up his mind. If you don't ask this girl, she will just resist on her own. It's not easy at such a young age.
After Mr. Zhu’s detailed explanation and analysis, a conclusion was quickly reached regarding the death of Zhao Kunshan by horse thieves at the border. The emperor was furious, especially when he heard that it was only through Da Jin’s intervention that the horse thieves were surrounded and suppressed. The emperor felt embarrassed and was sent to his grandma’s house. The ministers who advocated increasing the garrison of troops on the border were scolded so harshly that the ministers of the main war faction in the court thought they had a chance to convince the emperor how tense the border was and how serious the situation was. Da Jin was secretly supporting the horse thieves, and Da Jin's Sima Everyone in Zhaozhixin knew that those words were swallowed back in his stomach.
Of course, there were also people who were not afraid of offending Long Yan and stood up to refute and argue. They were ordered by the emperor to be beaten with a cane on the spot. Not only did they suffer physically, but they were also psychologically insulted. Looking at Mr. Zhu with a smile on his face, the people in the court no longer dared to do so. Talk a lot.
Listening to the laughter of Mr. Zhu and Zhu Yan in the study room, it was obvious that Mr. Zhu and his son were in a very good mood. Lingyuan, who was standing outside the door, bit his lower lip and stepped in.
"Xuan'er is here, come, come, have a drink with your father." Master Zhu greeted.
Lingyuan lifted up his clothes and knelt down.
"Father, brother, I have been deceiving you for a long time." He said in a deep voice.