As the waiter in the store shouted, Xu Qingxiao was a little surprised.
"The shopkeeper invites me?"
Xu Qingxiao was a little curious and walked in carrying something.
"Yes, the shopkeeper is very knowledgeable. I said you would come today, but I didn't expect you to actually come."
The waiter spoke up, took the gift from Xu Qingxiao's hand, and said respectfully.
"Where is the shopkeeper?"
Xu Qingxiao asked.
"The shopkeeper is recovering from his injuries upstairs, please come with me."
The waiter led Xu Qingxiao upstairs.
The latter followed.
Soon, we arrived at the second floor.
"Sir, Master Qingxiao is here."
When he came to the door of the room, the waiter shouted, and a weak sound came from the closed door.
"Invite him in."
The voice was very weak, and Xu Qingxiao felt even more guilty.
Pushing open the door, Dr. Zhao appeared on the hospital bed.
He was very weak, lying on the bed with a white cloth tied around his head, trying to support himself and trying to get up.
"Doctor Zhao, don't get up."
Xu Qingxiao walked over quickly and helped him.
"It doesn't matter."
Looking closer, Dr. Zhao's face was a little pale and he looked very weak.
But a closer look revealed that there were brand marks on Dr. Zhao's chest.
This was an injury caused by an iron iron. Although it was bandaged, a little bit could be seen vaguely. The white cloth was covered with black blood. You can imagine what kind of torture Doctor Zhao suffered.
For just a moment, Xu Qingxiao felt guilty and angry.
"Son of a bitch."
Xu Qingxiao clenched his fists and cursed from the bottom of his heart. Doctor Zhao was a doctor with an excellent reputation. He usually saved lives and healed the wounded. Now that he was over sixty, he was still tortured.
How could this keep Xu Qingxiao from being angry?
Hearing Xu Qingxiao's voice, Doctor Zhao immediately held Xu Qingxiao's hand, shook his head and said.
"It's over, it's over, it's good to be alive."
Doctor Zhao said a little weakly.
After saying this, Xu Qingxiao calmed down a little.
"Doctor Zhao, this is something I owe you to someone, and I will keep this kindness in my heart."
At that moment, Xu Qingxiao spoke, full of apologies.
"Don't feel like you owe anything. In fact, I didn't confess to you. I knew that once I confessed, they wouldn't let me go."
"The crime of covering up is not a small crime. Oral promises are always just a blank piece of paper. I am not doing it for you, but more for myself."
"Besides, you didn't do anything wrong. It's normal to want to survive. But the good thing is that we all survived this disaster."
Doctor Zhao waved his hand, he was very open-minded and it was a good thing to survive.
As for not confessing, it was actually mainly for myself.
He is not a three-year-old child, so he naturally does not believe what people from Nanyu Mansion say.
"No matter what, I have to thank you."
Xu Qingxiao understood this truth, but she was still grateful from the bottom of her heart.
But soon, Doctor Zhao's voice continued to sound.
"Master Cheng should have told you about the disadvantages of different techniques, right?"
He suddenly spoke and mentioned this matter.
Xu Qingxiao knew what Dr. Zhao meant, but he didn't answer, just remained silent.
"Forget it, everyone has his or her own calamities. There is nothing you can do about taking this path in order to survive."
"However, Qingxiao, if one day, if you really can't control yourself, sometimes you have to make a choice for the sake of innocent people, otherwise it will be my lifelong fault."
When Dr. Zhao spoke, he was also very troubled in his heart.
In fact, he originally wanted to confess Xu Qingxiao, but if it wasn't for the doctor's kindness and fear of involving more innocent people, he would have already said it.
Especially when he knew the real horror of the magic, Doctor Zhao began to get entangled.
If one day Xu Qingxiao truly transforms into a demon, Xu Qingxiao will not be the only one who dies.
But many, many innocent people.
Because of this, he stayed up all night.
After all, healing people does not heal hearts.
"Doctor Zhao, don't worry, if that happens, I won't hurt innocent people."
Xu Qingxiao nodded.
He understood what Dr. Zhao was worried about.
But if one day, I really can't control myself, I won't let myself become a demon like this.
Hurt innocent people, Xu Qingxiao couldn't do it.
After receiving Xu Qingxiao's reply, Doctor Zhao nodded. Although he didn't know whether Xu Qingxiao was true or false, it was enough to have such an answer.
But soon, Xu Qingxiao's voice also sounded.
"Dr. Zhao, let me ask you something. Do you understand Confucianism?"
Xu Qingxiao opened her mouth and asked Doctor Zhao.
The Heaven and Earth Palace in my mind may be able to suppress the demon species, but I don't know how to activate it.
However, Xu Qingxiao guessed that it had something to do with Confucianism, so she asked.
"Confucianism?"
Dr. Zhao was a little curious.
"Yes, Confucian."
Xu Qingxiao nodded.
Then Dr. Zhao shook his head and said.
"I don't know much about Confucianism, but the county private school teacher should know that he is also a famous scholar in our county. Although he did not win the imperial examination, he is still a scholar."
"Why do you ask this?"
Doctor Zhao asked curiously.
"Dr. Zhao, there are strange magic seeds in my body, which are evil spirits. Confucianism is a kind of righteousness, which may be able to suppress the demonic nature in my body. Of course, this is my guess."
Facing Dr. Zhao, Xu Qingxiao did not lie, the truth is the truth.
As soon as he said this, a trace of surprise flashed in Dr. Zhao's eyes, and he couldn't help but say slowly after thinking for a moment.
"When you say that, it's really possible. I've often heard Zhou Xiucai say that a scholar has energy and is immune to all evil."
"In this way, you ask the clerk in my shop to prepare a Qi-tonifying medicine. Zhou Xiucai's wife is a little weak. You can deliver it to me. If you ask me by the way, I won't charge you any money. You can treat it as tuition."
Dr. Zhao was very excited and directly helped Xu Qingxiao think about everything.
"No need, I will pay for the medicinal materials. Doctor Zhao, you have already helped me a lot."
Xu Qingxiao didn't want to continue to owe Dr. Zhao, so he stood up and took out the remaining money. Although it was not much, it was a token of his gratitude.
"well."
Doctor Zhao understood what Xu Qingxiao was thinking. He didn't say much, just sighed softly.
"Doctor Zhao, you have a good rest. If you need me to do anything for you, just ask."
After a while, Xu Qingxiao didn't want to disturb Dr. Zhao anymore. He stood up and said goodbye, and his words were very sincere.
"Well, go ahead."
Doctor Zhao nodded and then watched Xu Qingxiao leave.
Not long after, Xu Qingxiao walked out of Zhao's Pharmacy carrying a bag of medicinal materials.
Ping'an County is not big, Jiucun 24th Street is not far away from where Zhou Xiucai lives. With Xu Qingxiao's advanced physique, he walked quickly and arrived at Zhou Xiucai's home in less than a quarter of an hour.
The courtyard is simple and the houses are somewhat flat and low.
Someone was sweeping the floor outside the door. She was a woman, about forty years old.
"May I ask if Mr. Zhou is here? I'm in charge of Xiayamen Xu Qingxiao. Doctor Zhao asked me to send him some medicinal materials."
Xu Qingxiao came over carrying medicinal materials and stepped forward to ask.
"Official official?"
The woman was a little surprised to hear that Xu Qingxiao was an official, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, she smiled gently and said.
"He is studying inside. Please come in and take a rest."
The woman opened her mouth and invited Xu Qingxiao to come in and rest.
In the Wei Dynasty, no matter it was the old dynasty or the new dynasty, the people were more in awe of the officials. Even a servant had to be addressed as "sir", especially a servant like Xu Qingxiao.
You say, the king of hell is easy to mess with, but the devil is difficult to deal with.
Furthermore, Xu Qingxiao was here to deliver medicine, so she naturally had to be more polite.
"I happen to have something to ask Mr. Zhou, and I hope you can forgive me."
Xu Qingxiao followed the woman in.
"What are you talking about? Your Excellency is really unfamiliar."
After taking the medicinal materials, the woman carried Xu Qingxiao and walked into the hospital. At this time, a middle-aged man was holding a book and reading it carefully in the hospital.
The man is about forty years old, somewhat thin, wearing a green shirt, looking very simple, with a green cloth tied up in his hair. He exudes a literati temperament while reading under the tree.
"Zhou Ling, a guest is here."
The woman shouted, and Zhou Ling, who was reading under the tree, came back to his senses.
"guest?"
Zhou Ling raised his head and cast his gaze on Xu Qingxiao. His eyes were full of curiosity, but he immediately stood up to show respect.
"This is our county official, his name is..."
The woman opened her mouth, but suddenly forgot what Xu Qingxiao's name was.
"Xu Qingxiao."
Xu Qingxiao reminded him, and the latter immediately laughed, and then continued: "Old Zhao asked him to deliver medicine to us."
The woman said so.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ling immediately understood and smiled gently at Xu Qingxiao: "It turns out that you are from the government. Come on, please come in and rest."
Zhou Ling is very gentle, but he is not an official. He is a scholar of the Wei Dynasty. He runs a private school in Ping'an County and has a good status. On weekdays, when police officers see him, they have to call him Mr. Zhou.
Xu Qingxiao didn't dare to trust her.
"You're welcome, sir, I'm just a small servant."
Xu Qingxiao said this.
Zhou Ling smiled and led Xu Qingxiao into the lobby.
Then he spoke directly.
"Little friend Qingxiao, do you want to see me for anything else?"
Although Zhou Ling is a scholar, he is not a nerd either. It can be seen that Xu Qingxiao has other things to do with him.
"It's nothing serious. I just want to ask you a few questions, sir."
Xu Qingxiao smiled.
"Well, you say."
Entering the hall, Zhou Ling poured tea for Xu Qingxiao.
"Now in the new Wei Dynasty, the empress has ascended the throne. The control of officials has become stricter and stricter, and scholars have been given priority. Although I am a small servant, I still have some dreams. If I can be a policeman in the future, but I don't even have any culture, wouldn't it look like that?
It’s too mediocre.”
Xu Qingxiao said with a slight smile, which made people feel very honest.
As soon as he said this, Zhou Ling immediately smiled.
"Not bad, very good."
"You are right in thinking. Now that the empress has ascended the throne, she places great emphasis on scholars. Although you are engaged in government service, your thinking is absolutely right. If you want to be promoted in the future, you must be talented."
Xu Qingxiao praised and praised Zhou Ling very much.
Xu Qingxiao also took advantage of the situation and asked.
"Then I would like to ask, sir, how are Confucianism and Taoism divided?"
he asked directly.
"Confucianism and Taoism?"
Zhou Ling spoke slowly.
"The lineage of Confucianism and Taoism is divided into ten grades just like warriors. However, if Confucianism and Taoism want to improve their grades, they do not rely on meditation practice or strengthening the body and bones, but on talent."
Zhou Ling replied.
"Talent?"
Xu Qingxiao was a little curious.
"kindness."
Zhou Ling nodded.
"Then how can one have talent?"
Xu Qingxiao continued to ask.
"Confucian scholars have three ways to gain talent. The first is to read. This is what is meant by reading thousands of books."
"The second method is to write articles, poems and songs, but it needs to be observed by people all over the world, so generally speaking, it is necessary to write books. Of course, there is another place to accumulate talents, and that is the place of imperial examination."
"As for the third method, it is very profound. It is to realize the Tao. If you can achieve enlightenment, you will become a semi-saint once. If you cannot achieve enlightenment, you will live here for the rest of your life."
Zhou Ling introduced the Confucian and Taoist system.