"This is so embarrassing."

Bao Longxing put his head on Bao Youwei's shoulder and moved it back and forth. He had already accepted the proposal in his heart, but his face couldn't be bothered. His head first acted normal.

"Master Bao, if you really can't accept it, don't force it."

Zhou Xiaoxing patted Bao Youwei's right shoulder hard, and the latter instinctively fell to the right. Bao Longxing on his left shoulder immediately regained his center of gravity when he was about to lose his balance.

"That's not necessary, Mr. Huang has already spoken out."

"In this way, you can help with the lion dance..."

It was just a joke, but other than Zhou Xiaoxing who spoke, everyone else immediately became interested.

"Uncle Thirteen, how fun..."

"It's fun, come on."

Bao Youwei gave Bao Youwei a roll of his eyes. He didn't know what his physical quality was. He usually ran out of breath when running for his life, and he also had to perform a lion dance, forget it.

"With Mr. Bao joining us, our lion dance team will definitely be full of momentum."

Really not!

When Huang Qiying saw what he said, he added: "That's right, A Kuan was injured last time he went out to do the lion dance. We are short of manpower. Mr. Bao can make up for it. The first Feihong can win the title of Lion King."

Although Bao Longxing did not participate, his son could still succeed, but Zhou Xiaoxing said so, so he took advantage of the situation and said one more thing.

"What I'm also thinking about is that I sprained my foot while working in Feng Lai Building these past few days. Youwei helped me and I was about to collapse..."

He hesitated and came up with this reason that he didn't even believe. When he saw Youwei coming to pick him up, he fell down and closed his eyes.

"This..."

Huang Feihong was surprised and immediately understood what Bao Longxing meant. When he was about to say something nice to dispel the idea, his father looked at Zhou Xiaoxing, his eyes shining.

"Master Bao's leg is injured. The champion can do it, Mr. Zhou, right?"

Yes, yes, but if he goes up to perform the lion dance, no one else will have to worry about it. He can avoid being in the limelight if he can.

"Ouch, ouch, my foot is also injured. I'm afraid it was infected by Master Bao. Master Bao, help me quickly."

It's very disrespectful to perform the same scene twice.

Huang Qiying seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He saw Aunt Thirteen pulling his son into the house. Ah Kuan went into the pharmacy to get the medicine box. Gui Jiaoqi asked Bao Longxing and Zhou Xiaoxing to sit on the Taishi chair and checked their injuries. He returned to the house.

Qi, continue to do what you didn't finish first: check the makeup of the lion dance head.

"Brother Qi, I wonder if you can take a look at the prescription that Master Huang gave you to treat your leg injury. To be honest, I have a friend who has had his leg broken for several years, but he still can't be cured."

Gui Jiao Qi wanted to check Zhou Xiaoxing's leg injury. As soon as he lifted his foot, Zhou Xiaoxing quickly held him down and asked this question.

"I don't know, Ah Kuan cooks good medicine for me to drink every day. Just in time, Ah Kuan is here, you ask him."

He touched the joints of Zhou Xiaoxing's legs and found that there was nothing abnormal about him. He walked to Bao Longxing's side with a smile. As soon as he put his hands on the latter's legs, he knew that there was no problem.

"Master Bao, you are just overworked. Just rest for a few days."

After all, Bao Longxing is also an imperial envoy, and he helped a lot in the first place. Although it was unsuccessful, there was still hard work. It was not easy to expose him face to face, so I had to say this.

"Thank you, Brother Gui, for being useful. Let's go shopping on the streets. We've been so patient since we came to the capital, but we didn't really understand it."

Bao Youwei was puzzled. Gui Jiao Qi clearly said that he should rest more, not walk around more. He opened his mouth, but the words in his throat did not come out.

Brother Ghost, forget it, he is the imperial envoy, he will leave tomorrow, don’t worry about him.

"Let's go, promising."

"Come."

After the two people left, Gui Jiao Qi inspected the lion dance that was going to compete tonight and came to Huang Qiying's side.

In less than half a stick of incense, only Zhou Xiaoxing, Liang Kuan and Lei Bao were left in the huge room.

It's a good opportunity.

"Ah Kuan, my foot is fine. I would like to ask Master Huang how he treats leg injuries."

Zhou Xiaoxing is very familiar with everyone in Huang Feihong's family, and he also follows Huang Feihong in his title. He does not call him Liang Kuan or Brother Kuan like he calls Guijiao Qiqi, but directly calls him Ah Kuan.

Zhou Xiaoxing's head-first words to Gui Jiao Qi were repeated to Liang Kuan, and then he withdrew his feet and turned over the medicine box that the latter took out.

It is the same as the emergency medicine kit in the hotel where Zhou Xiaoxing worked in the previous life. It contains all the medical supplies for simple trauma treatment, except that the band-aids are changed into cotton bandages, hydrogen peroxide, red solution, iodophor, etc. These are made of diluted alcohol and some Zhou Xiaoxing can understand

Replace it with bottles and jars whose names are unknown and whose efficacy is unknown.

There are also some pills for external use. Zhou Xiaoxing thinks these may be the prototypes of modern anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers.

"You are really making things difficult for me. I am illiterate. Every time, the master picks up the medicinal ingredients and I just take them and cook them."

In this case, you still have to ask Huang Feihong personally.

"However, sometimes I will pack up the prescriptions that Master has no time to pack and show them to you."

Zhou Xiaoxing's originally dim eyeballs had a glimmer of light. When he saw the prescription that Liang Kuan brought over, he took a look at it and gave it back to him.

It's not prescriptions, it's IOUs and receipts, some of which are pages torn out from the bill book. These can't cure Gui Wangda's legs.

"No, it's useless. No wonder Master didn't find it even after he lost it."

When Liang Kuan took them all, he balled them up in his hands and threw them towards the door.

It was at this time that Huang Feihong's expression became serious, and the expression of Aunt Thirteen beside him became even more serious, as if she had seen something incomprehensible.

Liang Kuan clapped his hands and greeted him with a smile. As long as you are worried about Aunt Thirteen, the master's grown man, don't worry.

Zhou Xiaoxing covered the gown that Gui Jiao Qi had opened, and when she saw the belt in Aunt Thirteen's hand, she understood.

This is the discovery that my old classmate is a spy, and I won’t be able to accept it for a while.

"Ah Kuan, ask Dad to deal with it with Ah Qi."

The sound was one decibel higher than usual. Even if Kuan wanted to comfort Aunt Thirteen, he had to do what Master arranged first.

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After everyone arrived, Huang Feihong asked everyone to sit down, picked up the tea cup, touched the lid, put it down, and looked at everyone, or to be precise, at Zhou Xiaoxing.

"Tonight's Lion King Tournament is not that simple. Someone wants to murder Mr. Li Hongzhang."

No one asked who this person was, and waited quietly for Huang Feihong to continue.

To make a long story short, it means that Thirteenth Aunt accidentally discovered a tape, which recorded that Du Wenqi contacted people from the British and French embassies and wanted to assassinate Lord Li Hongzhang in the Lion King Tournament.

For the sake of the righteousness of the family, we must win the Lion King Championship tonight. Zhou Xiaoxing is capable of both literary and military skills, so he must help.

It's not a big problem, but he has a better idea.

"Cancellation of the Lion King Contest."

This was his idea. This Lion King Tournament was organized by the Empress Dowager to promote the prestige of the Qing Dynasty. It was a waste of money and people, and it had no effect at all. It was just a lie to yourself, and there was nothing better.

"But the imperial court has already publicized it, so it wouldn't be good to cancel it temporarily."

Huang Feihong agreed with this idea very much. When he first arrived in the capital, he saw several major lion dance teams killing each other for this false reputation, fighting to the death, which really lost the original meaning of lion dance.

Lion dance was originally meant to add entertainment and enhance the atmosphere, but now it has become a tool for fighting for power. It is really putting the cart before the horse.

"As long as the reason is right, the lion dance competition will not be held, the assassination will not happen, and Master Huang will not meet Zhao Tianba."

"Why can it be done?"

Huang Qiying listened very seriously, as it was not about the safety of Mr. Me, but about his own son. Zhao Tianba suffered a loss today and must regain face from tonight's Lion King Competition.

He is a local snake in the capital, and he is by no means as simple as they seem on the surface.

Liang Kuan and Gui Jiao Qi used to stare at their master at this time, but now their heads are turned towards Zhou Xiaoxing. Not only they are like this, but Huang Qiying and Huang Feihong are also like this.

When it comes to official matters, they are really powerless. The situation is different for Zhou Xiaoxing in front of them. The top scholar in Jinke must have a way, otherwise he would not say so.

"Simple, as long as the lion dance team doesn't show up, it's okay as long as the important adults are not present."

It’s really simple, how do you do it?

This is a question that is relevant to everyone.

"Using public opinion, that is, gossip, let everyone know that it is not appropriate to go out today because a big man-eating beast has appeared in the capital. The moonlight is full tonight, which is perfect for him to come out."

With a scary tone, Zhou Xiaoxing finished this sentence. At the end, he waved his finger and pointed at Lei Bao who was catching up on sleep in the corner because he had nothing to do.

"But..."

Zhou Xiaoxing raised a hand and interrupted Aunt Thirteen's questioning.

"This idea can only ensure that everyone does not go out tonight. The Lion King Tournament can be held on another day. Aunt Thirteen, do you want to say this?"

Aunt Thirteen opened her eyes and nodded. Her face was only as big as a palm, but when she opened her eyes again, her other facial features had no sense of existence at all.

Others had this doubt in their minds at the same time, but Aunt Thirteen was the first to speak it out. When they saw Zhou Xiaoxing, they had to answer it. They moved forward a little, not wanting to miss any details.

Thunder Leopard is tall and tall, so it’s okay to put on some makeup and some animal hair to dress up as a beast. The key is how to do it later.

"Leave the rest to me."
To be continued...