There are small fishes dripping all over the world, nourishing both sides of the Qinhuai River.
The south bank of Qinhuai River is full of people. Some go to the countryside for an outing, some go to the countryside to worship their ancestors, and some linger in Qinhuai to enjoy the wind, flowers, snow and moon of Qinhuai.
The Gu family once invited Gu Qinghuan to go to Gusu to worship their ancestors, but Gu Qinghuan refused.
Ever since she set foot in the capital again, she decided to become a rootless person.
Worshiping ancestors——
How can a person worship his ancestors if he doesn't dare to do so openly and honestly?
Lu Bai didn't go either.
The bones of his parents are missing, and the tomb cannot be erected, so there is no way to sweep the grave.
Lu Bai just asked people to prepare some river lanterns, ready to put them out to express his longing for him.
However, that was at nightfall.
The current Qingming Festival is an elegant time in Beijing.
"Let's go." Gu Qinghuan walked in.
She took a piece of clothing and helped Lu Bai put it on, and it floated out of the dust. Lu Bai couldn't help but sigh that it was true that a man relies on clothes and a horse relies on a saddle.
After leaving the wine house, they got on the carriage and headed east along the Qinhuai River, then turned north. After walking a long distance, they stopped in front of the royal manor.
From here to the north, this large area of Zhuangzi is called Huangzhuang.
The imperial village is usually taken care of by eunuchs, and rice, fruit trees, etc. are planted in it. Now is the season when apricot and peach blossoms are in full bloom. Looking up, the mountain flowers are delicate and delicate in the drizzle. It is indeed an outing.
A good place to go.
Lu Bai and the others got off the carriage, and soon someone from King Luo came to greet them.
They held up a big umbrella to protect Lu Bai and the others from the rain.
Lu Bai got off the carriage and saw someone else greeting the guests. He couldn't help but be surprised and said, "What's the matter? There are two groups of people here today?"
The young eunuch next to him replied: "Prince Kang is also holding a poetry meeting in Huangzhuang today."
The difference is that one is on the east mountain and the other is on the west mountain. The two mountains are separated by a peach blossom forest. You can look at each other from a distance without disturbing each other.
"Is King Luo in the West Mountain or the Dongshan?" Lu Bai asked.
"Xishan." The little eunuch looked downcast.
Lu Bai was happy, "It's a bit interesting."
This King of Luo is obviously at a disadvantage. Although the East Mountain and the West Mountain are both mountains, the key lies in this thing. The east wind overwhelms the west wind, and the east mountain also overwhelms the west mountain.
The little eunuch asked someone to bring the soft sedan over, with oil-paper umbrellas placed on it, and prepared to have people carry Lu Qinghuan and the others up.
"No need." Lu Bai waved his hand.
He was not used to being carried, and besides, having someone carry him up on a muddy road on a rainy day was obviously looking for trouble for the little eunuchs.
He asked the young eunuch to arrange the troupe in the carriage behind him, then grabbed Gu Qinghuan's arm, and just as he was about to leave, he saw a carriage stop, and Wang Changkang and two guests got out of the carriage.
"Wang Xianzhang, two elders, please come inside quickly." King Kang's people came forward to greet them.
Wang Changkang got off the carriage and saw Lu Bai as well.
Lu Bai smiled at him and shouted: "Old Wang, remember our bet, my play will be staged soon, don't fall behind."
Wang Changkang glanced at him and said disdainfully: "Humph, you also know how to play?"
He is not afraid of losing at all, because he will not lose at all.
Wang Changkang got on the soft sedan and left.
"Today I will let you see how powerful Mr. Tang is." Seeing how proud he was, Lu Bai knew that he still didn't know how powerful Mr. Tang was.
He took Gu Qinghuan's arm and disappeared under the gaze of everyone. When he appeared again, he was already in front of King Luo who was entertaining the guests.
"who!"
"assassin!"
When the guards around King Luo saw two people appear out of thin air in front of King Luo, they thought there were assassins and immediately took action. Some of the guards stood in front of King Luo, some were preparing to block the sword, and some were preparing to attack Lu Bai.
"Stop!" The old eunuch who always guarded King Luo, the same old eunuch who prevented Lu Bai from catching King Luo last time, stopped everyone in time.
"This is Lu Zhenfu," the old eunuch said.
Then, the old eunuch looked at Lu Bai coldly, "Master Lu, no matter how high your level is, I advise you not to show off in front of the prince, otherwise there will be accidental injuries to the south."
Lu Bai nodded, "That makes sense."
Then, he looked around and saw that all the guests who had arrived were staring at him in shock.
Lu Bai's shrinkage really shocked them.
"Forgive me, forgive me." Lu Bai cupped his hands.
King Luo also came to his senses at this time.
"Uncle -" he came up to greet him, "your appearance is serious and shocking. It is beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"It's not bad. It's a normal operation. I'll take you around another day." Lu Bai smiled.
King Luo was also smiling, and there was no clue that Lu Bai had ever escorted him to his father.
This is called those who achieve great things by not sticking to trivial matters.
King Luo bowed to Gu Qinghuan and said, "My aunt is here. Please come inside quickly. My mother is also here today."
"Oh, Queen?" Lu Bai was surprised.
He really has never met the queen.
King Luo smiled and said, "No, my mother and concubine are here."
"Oh." Lu Bai suddenly realized.
Soon, a maid came over to guide Lu Qinghuan.
"Don't cause trouble and drink less." Gu Qinghuan told Lu Bai and then led the maid to the pavilion where the female family members were.
At this time, the scene was still quiet.
If they were stunned by Lu Bai's sudden appearance just now, now they were fascinated by Gu Qinghuan's beauty.
So beautiful.
They never imagined that Miss Gu Si, who had been wandering around outside for more than ten years and experienced a lot of hardships, would still be so beautiful.
Time has never left any traces on his face. Suffering has only added to the temperament of her royal sister, but it has not weakened her beauty by half.
Everyone watching was mesmerized.
In the past, they only knew that Miss Gu Fourth had returned with the same style, but now when they saw her in person, they realized that Miss Gu was not just as beautiful as before, but even better than before.
It wasn't until Gu Qinghuan disappeared deep into the verandah that everyone looked away, and the scene became lively again.
King Luo said it was strange, "Were you possessed by an evil spirit just now? You were so amazed at your uncle's abilities that you couldn't have been dumbfounded for so long, right?"
Lu Bai patted King Luo on the shoulder, "It's good to be young sometimes. Don't indulge in beauty."
King Luo didn't understand, he just felt that what he said was incomprehensible.
He personally led Lu Bai to the seat, "Uncle, please sit down while I greet the other guests. The poetry party will begin soon."
"Okay." Lu Bai reminded him, "I'm just here to make soy sauce. Don't ask me to write poems when the time comes. I'm afraid I'll embarrass everyone here."
"Well--"
King Luo didn't know what to say. He could only say that in terms of face, his uncle was absolutely unprecedented and unparalleled.
"Furthermore, if you want me to compose a poem, it must at least go beyond my 'Rains Fall During the Qingming Festival'." Lu Bai felt that this poem would be difficult to surpass.
King Luo smiled and said, "Uncle, we will not take the Qingming Festival as the title of our poem today."
"ah?"
Lu Bai didn’t understand. This Qingming Festival is not about Tomb Sweeping Day. Could it be about Mid-Autumn Festival?
"It's not because of your 'May I ask where I can find it in the restaurant' pearls and jade in front of me. If we continue to use Qingming as the theme, I guess no one will be able to write a poem today." King Luo told Lu Bai that they would use peach blossom as their poem today.
question.
"Peach blossom as the title of the poem?" Lu Bai muttered in his heart.
After finding a few peach blossom poems, he said that the "soy sauce" remarks just now did not count, "I'd better make everyone here feel ashamed."
"Ahem——"
King Luo felt that if he continued to chat, he would be infected sooner or later.
"Uncle, you think about it first, I'm going." He left dejectedly.
Lu Bai greeted him from behind, "Remember to arrange your time, my troupe is waiting for a big hit today."
King Luo waved to reassure him.
"Can I rest assured? As the saying goes, a hairless mouth means a weak job." Lu Bai muttered and poured himself a glass of wine.
Then he looked up——
Hey, I met an acquaintance.
I saw a young master respectfully bringing a woman in. After whispering a few words to King Luo, King Luo handed over his hand to the woman in surprise.
The woman bowed slightly to King Luo and then met Lu Bai.
She was slightly startled.
Lu Bai hurriedly waved to her. This woman was an old acquaintance. They had fought side by side in Yongle City. Yes, this woman was none other than Miss Bai, the practitioner of the piano workshop that Lu Bai met in Yongle City.
The town is misty and rainy.
The drizzle of rain is beating on the bluestone on the roadside. The raindrops falling on the eaves, one drop, two drops, are crisp and clear to the ears. Wang Kai, who is under the eaves, counts the raindrops and watches the pedestrians rushing on the street and the people setting up stalls in a hurry.
Set up a stall.
After a while, mist began to appear in the drizzle, and rain curtains were hung on the eaves.
There were too many raindrops to count.
Wang Kai looked through the rain curtain and saw a boy holding a lotus leaf in the rain curtain, standing not far away in the rain and looking at the hospital.
Another strange patient.
It has been five years since Wang Kai traveled to this world.
It is the third year of the Xuanhe reign of the Daguan Dynasty, and the new emperor has just ascended the throne.
This world is different from the earth. In this world, gods and foxes are everywhere, ghosts are rampant, and it is difficult to distinguish between humans and monsters. This is a fairy tale world.
The strange patient in front of the door is a monster.
Every time it rains, these strange patients will appear in the hospital and ask Master for medical advice, and Master will not refuse anyone who comes.
Unfortunately, Wang Kai's master passed away a few days ago, leaving a large medical clinic to his only disciple Wang Kai.
"You have one more chance to sign in."
The sound of fighting with a knife in his previous life rang in Wang Kai's ears, triggering Wang Kai's memory of shaking his cell phone during the New Year.
Wang Kai was helpless and said, "Let's sign it."
He was no longer surprised by this check-in. The system appeared on the second day after he came to this world.
"Sign in to the medical center and you will be rewarded with a set of violent wind sword skills."
Then, Wang Kai saw a flash of light in front of his eyes, and then there were more memories about swordsmanship in his memory.
"Huh?" Wang Kai looked surprised.
Although he has signed up a lot of good things in succession over the years, most of them are in medical skills, such as acupuncture, Diedai pills, kidney-tonifying pills, etc. By the way, he also signed in a woman.
But this is the first time to sign up for martial arts.
How rare.
Wang Kai stood up and picked up a wooden stick to try. He saw a man wearing a bamboo hat at the door, holding on to his waist and staggering towards the medical center.
Wang Kaigang was about to say hello.
"Help, help -"
A short man ran over from the street, bumped into the man in a bamboo hat, ignored him, and jumped into the hospital in twos and twos.
"Ouch! My dear mother! Who doesn't watch the road!" The man in the bamboo hat sat down on the ground and cursed angrily.
Wang Kai recognized this voice and it was Xing Baotou, the town's head catcher.
"Mr. Zhong, come on, doctor, please save my seventh uncle and grandpa. He's hit the devil. He, he's going to eat me." The little man hid behind Wang Kai, shivering and not paying attention to the ground.
Xing Baotou.
"Your seventh uncle and grandpa?"
Just when Wang Kai was about to straighten out the relationship, an old man who looked like a mad dog brought down Xing Baotou who had just climbed up, jumped over the steps and threshold and rushed towards the little man behind Wang Kai.
The old man was agile, rolled his eyes, bared his teeth, and had a dull sound in his throat, which made him difficult to deal with.
"boom!"
When Wang Kai rushed towards him, he looked at the wooden stick in his hand and hit him on the head.
"Well--"
The old man's vicious expression was frozen, and he fainted unwillingly.
"Seventh, seventh uncle and grandpa?"
The little man cautiously poked his head out, and when he saw that the old man didn't move, he said, "What did you do to my seventh uncle and grandpa! You, you are going to beat my seventh uncle and grandpa to death and injured, you, you - you have to pay for it."
"
"Let him be quiet for a while." Wang Kai squatted down and turned the old man's body over. His facial muscles were wrinkled together, and he did not recover after twisting his hands a few times. Looking at the tongue coating, it was twisted into a twist.
While feeling his pulse, he asked the little man, "What's wrong?"
The short man ignored him and looked around, "Where is Dr. Lu?"
He trusted Dr. Lu, who was the best at treating this evil disease.
Dr. Lu is Wang Kai’s master.
"He passed away."
"That--"
"Just let him see it. He is Dr. Lu's favorite disciple and he is equally good at all kinds of evil diseases." Mr. Xing stood at the door holding his waist.
"Are you okay?" the little man asked timidly.
He now saw the silk clothes under Xing Baotou's bamboo hat.
Mr. Xing smiled horribly, "I, I'm fine, I'm fine."
When he said this, the little man became even more frightened, and he hid, "My seventh uncle and grandpa come here to chat."
Last night, my seventh uncle and grandpa spent most of the night talking and slandering each other at the neighbor's house. When he got home, there was no one on the street.
At that time, there was a moon in the sky, which was white and misty, as if it had hair.
The seventh uncle's grandfather was passing by a well platform when he was going home. He saw someone standing on the well platform with his back to him.
There was an old woman in their village who often came out to steal vegetables at night.
The seventh uncle and grandpa mistakenly thought that the person standing next to the well was an old woman who had come out to steal vegetables, so he scolded her and told her to go back quickly.
The man turned his back to the seventh uncle and grandpa and did not speak.
The seventh uncle thought that the old woman had succeeded and hid the stolen things in front of her body, so he walked over to her with a sense of justice and pulled her back to see what she had stolen.
The back turned around, preventing him from looking ahead.
"I have to see what you stole today." The seventh uncle became anxious and knocked his cigarette pot on the figure's head. At that time, the shredded tobacco in the cigarette pot was still burning with sparks.
"Squeak!"
The figure screamed in pain and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
This time the seventh uncle and grandpa were frightened.
He didn't dare to go back to his house anymore. He even crawled and ran back to the neighbor's house where he had chatted before, and stayed there unable to leave.
Seeing that it was not a problem for him to stay like this, the neighbor called the little man over late at night and took the seventh uncle and grandpa home together.
"My seventh uncle fell into a coma this morning." The little man knew that he had an accident, so he wanted to carry him to the town to see a doctor. As he was walking on the road, it started to rain, and his seventh uncle woke up immediately.
Come here and eat him alive.
"Mr. doctor, can you treat my seventh uncle and grandpa well?" the little man asked Wang Kai.
Wang Kai asked him to remove the "?", "You just need to prepare the silver characters."
Wang Kai walked to the desk, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then pulled out a piece of peach blossom paper from under the desk, and wrote the word "剌" on it.
He can cure this disease.
His master left him a medical book, which contains records of good demons and good ghosts seeking medical consultation, as well as symptoms and medicines used by evil demons and ghosts when they cause harm to the world, including the diagnosis and treatment of this disease.
This medical book also recorded the monster's origins and experiences, and Wang Kai would read it like a chat room for entertainment on weekdays.
He put down his pen, walked to the door and called to the Tongfu Inn opposite, "Old Bai, make a fire and bring a pot of tea."
"I'm coming."
Lao Bai, the waiter at the Tongfu Inn across the street, was holding tea in his left hand and a burning firewood in his right hand. He arrived at the medical center from the opposite side in the blink of an eye.
If the tea is not spilled, the fire will not be extinguished.
"Okay, Lao Bai, your Qinggong is pretty good." Mr. Xing leaned against the door and greeted him.
Lao Bai flicked his bangs on his forehead and said, "It's a small matter."
He handed the tea and fire to Wang Kai,
"Old Wang, ask your wife to hire another handyman. I am a waiter and also serve as your hospital's handyman. I am exhausted."
Wang Kai burned the peach blossom paper with the word "Xiao" written on it with firewood and put the ashes in the tea bowl. "You are not known as the second best in Qinggong? Running errands is probably what you are good at."
"This is different. If you ask Number One to come, he is not as good as me. Of course, he is not as good as me. If I hadn't run barefoot against the wind that day -"
"Isn't he also against the wind?" Wang Kai asked.
"He has a tailwind."
"Which of you two ran away against me?" Wang Kai looked at Lao Bai up and down, "You?"
"Who are you looking down on? I can go against the grain? He has gone against the grain!" Lao Bai stood up proudly and walked out with firewood, "Old Xing, you should pay back the twenty taels of silver you owe the inn."
Xing Baotou looked up at the sky and said he didn't hear it.
Wang Kai took another handful of incense ash from in front of the statue, mixed it together and asked the little man to drink it for his seventh uncle and grandpa.
"Ah, drink ashes?"
"Yes." Wang Kai stood up, "Water ghosts are afraid of noise, and peach blossoms ward off evil spirits. Drinking it will have immediate effects. Then when you go back, go to the well and burn incense sticks, make a confession, and if you complain, you will be fine."
As for the incense ashes, please give me some comfort.
The little man was doubtful, but he still drank the tea. As soon as he finished the cup of tea, he saw his seventh uncle's body shaking violently, and his voice screamed: "Roast chicken, I want to eat roast chicken!"
Then, he kicked his legs.
"This-" The little man was at a loss.
Wang Kai asked him to calm down.
After a while, the seventh uncle woke up and asked confusedly: "Where am I?"
"Okay." Wang Kai breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he knew the prescriptions and his medical skills were not inferior to those of his master, it was the first time for Wang Kai to treat a disease without his master's guarantee. He had always felt unsure, but now he could relax.
"For one penny, remember to go back to the well and cook a roast chicken, and that's it." Wang Kai never forgot to tell his seventh uncle, "Master, don't be so late in the future. A living person cannot take the time of a dead person."
The seventh uncle and grandpa responded. After paying the money, the little man helped the seventh uncle and grandpa to go out, but was stopped by Xing Baotou.
"Xing Baotou, you——" The seventh uncle and grandpa knew Xing Baotou.
"We have to settle the score if it hits me." Mr. Xing smiled and said, "You guys should give it a try, it's pretty even."
"Hit, beat my brother——" the little man laughed dryly.
"My brother, your seventh uncle!" The seventh uncle regained his composure and became very lively. After giving the little guy a kick, he looked innocent and said, "I, I don't know. What the ghost did is none of my business."
"Yes, it's none of your business." Mr. Xing glanced over.