Snowflakes were flying, and a carriage went down the mountain from Wuxiang Temple on the next hill. An old man sitting in the carriage closed the cloak on his body, frowned, and pounded his legs.
"Old Marquis, your legs are numb again?" An old servant looked at him worriedly.
The old man saw the snowflakes scattering outside the window, sighed, and said, "This leg is destined to be decayed, and I'm afraid this is not going to be delayed."
The old servant moved the small carbon furnace closer to him, pinched his legs, and said with a slight silence, "Old Marquis, did Master Huineng say that just now, just now, Qingping Temple is doing charity, and is still in a free medical consultation today, so you may encounter a turning point and miracle."
The old man smiled bitterly and said, "The free medical consultation is mostly for poor people. I am already a stubborn disease, so how can those doctors cure it? Not to mention that in the past two years, I have visited countless famous doctors and taken a lot of medicine, but it has not improved much. Instead, I have become more and more powerless and irresponsible. This body has been abolished. It's a pity that I am only a single senior. I thought I could be able to stabilize the country and maintain peace for a long time, but it was only a fantasy."
The old servant felt sad.
"This is not what I hate the most. At my age, it's okay if I'm disabled or disabled. Some successors can be comforted. Is that something happening again? Could it be that God saw that I was too serious in killing, so he punished my grandparents and grandchildren like this, and both of them paid for it with one pair of legs?" The old man's eyes turned red and he pounded his thighs hard, his face full of reluctance and resentment.
The old servant quickly took his hand and said, "Don't do this."
"As sooner or later I will be able to hold on, I will hand over the military power sooner or later. Will my Yue family's navy give up all of them?" The old man was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
The old servant pursed his lips. His old master was the most powerful naval commander of Dafeng. He has always guarded the East China Sea and has been a soldier for generations. He was named the Marquis of Dongyang for his outstanding military achievements. The Yue family naval commander he personally trained defeated countless islands and water bandits and was famous and was called the Dinghai God General by the people.
But because I have been dealing with water all year round, I often eat wind and fog, and I have been experiencing saddles and horses for a long time. The wind evil enters the meridians. Not only does my legs gradually become cold, but I am still becoming numb. I am unable to walk and need someone to support me.
Just as the old marquis said, he was ruined, and there was a successor to finally be a comfort, but...
The old servant said, "Old Marquis, Master Huineng is a great monk. How could he say nonsense? I'm afraid that there are famous doctors among the doctors who are free medical treatment. Let's try it out, anyway, they're all here."
Dongyang Hou shook his head, not holding any hope.
He even asked the imperial doctor in the palace to see it. The prescriptions prescribed were all about dispelling wind and relieving exterior symptoms. Not to mention the root cause, the symptoms were not cured. What kind of famous doctors can be produced in a small Licheng?
"Old Marquis, you can't lose money when you look at it. This is a free clinic. It doesn't cost money. Just think of it as a way for Young Master Ding." The old servant advised him again.
Dongyang Hou trembled.
"No matter how good it is, Qingping Temple is doing charity. We will also go up to this temple to donate some indulgence and oil, and get some merits. We may not be blessed by the gods."
The Marquis of Dongyang smiled angrily and pointed at him: "You old man, too, learn from those women, mothers and mothers, and believe in some magical things?"
The old servant also smiled: "Isn't this impossible for me? If you believe in something that is divine and divine, it will not work. It's just to ask for peace of mind. Just like the sea people in the East China Sea, don't they often go to worship the Dragon King of the Sea, and ask for a good weather and everything goes well?"
The Dongyang Hou silent for a while and said, "Well, let's add some sesame oil."
The old servant breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that he would repent, so he quickly knocked on the carriage and notified: "Redirect to Qingping Temple."
...
Qin Liuxi finally finished the queue. He escaped from the shed and went to a tea stall to hide.
The aunt at the tea stall recognized her and asked her to sit by the stove so that she would not get frozen.
Qin Liuxi sat on the small stool with a smile, added a piece of firewood, and began to chat with her.
At that time, several tall horses approached. Someone asked where the free medical consultation was. After getting the answer, he turned around and went back to the carriage behind him to reply.
The road was narrow, and the carriage stopped beside the tea stall. Qin Liuxi looked over with a handful of roasted peanuts. The Malaysians were wearing short slap and cloaks, but they were all wearing swords, wicked on their bodies, but their faces were righteous. Are these from the army?
The people in the carriage are afraid that they will be noble if they are rich.
Qin Liuxi couldn't help but pinch his knuckles and counted, raised his eyebrows and came to live, a big job.
The carriage stopped, and the two servants sitting on the shaft jumped out flexibly. They came to the carriage and helped an old man down and whispered something.
Qin Liuxi looked at the mouth shape and wanted to carry the man on his back.
The old man supported appeared, and Qin Liuxi narrowed his eyes. The man was majestic and upright, and his evil aura was stronger than those servants. He had iron blood and strong cheekbones. His cheeks and cheekbones were prominent, his heavenly court was wide, his ears were thick and magnificent with hanging beads, his eyes were sharp like an eagle, and his eyes showed majestic. When his eyes swept across people, he had a cold and inviolable tiger power.
This is a powerful general who can shock the power of all directions.
Dongyang Hou said he was walking, but in fact, the servant took over all his strength and almost carried him away.
Soon, they walked to the tea stall, and Qin Liuxi smiled and said, "The old man is also here to see the free clinic? Do you want me to try it?"
The Dongyang Hou was not doing well yet, and the people around him were already looking at him with fierce eyes: "You are arrogant."
Qin Liuxi shrugged.
Seeing that she was so young, Dongyang Hou just thought she was naughty and fooled, and said, "Forget it, go over."
Qin Liuxi watched them walk away and shook his head: "I have to hold some of them later. These people are so scared that I am so angry."
The aunt laughed and said, "Don't be naughty. I think those people are not ordinary people who are easy to deal with. They don't seem easy to mess with, so don't cause trouble."
Qin Liuxi snorted, looking dissatisfied: "I'm even more difficult to mess with!"
The aunt smiled and shook her head.
Qin Liuxi ate another handful of peanuts and a cup of tea, and then slowly walked towards the shed.
At this time, in the shed, Dongyang Hou watched several people take their pulses and check his legs, and then quarreled and discussed the atrophy symptoms. He gradually felt cold and lost his patience. He looked at the old servant beside him, and his eyes were full of useless.
The old servant is also helpless. Is God really not open his eyes?
Doctor Mao coughed and said a little embarrassedly: "Everyone, since we can't decide how to treat this abortion, why not ask the master to tell me about it."
"Yes, right, where is she? Where have you gone?"
The Marquis of Dongyang was about to say that there was no need, but Doctor Mao seemed to see the gods, his eyes lit up and his hands waved.
"Master, don't ask for a little trick. Come here quickly. This patient, please help me see how to distinguish the symptoms and determine the prescription?"
Dongyang Hou and others looked over and saw a boy wearing a green robe and a bun walking over with a hay in his mouth.
Isn’t she the guy who just ate roasted peanuts in the tea shed?