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Chapter 819: Moving taboos, troubled times

Several fast horses galloped towards Wucheng. The leader was dressed in a smart suit and a black cloak embroidered with an eagle. His face was full of determination and eagerness.

"Major General, the post is just ahead. Let's replenish it? The water bag is out of water." One of the horses caught up and lined up with the leader, yelling.

They had been running for almost a day and a night, and the rest time was less than an hour. Everyone was exhausted, but they did not dare to say anything.

Because the major general was in a hurry to see his savior.

Quan Jing put a hand between his brows and glanced at the sun's position, then said: "Then let's drink some water and eat some hot mutton soup. Quan An, you go ahead and let them make arrangements."

After Quan An received the order, he raised his whip and jumped out like an arrow.

When a paper crane fell in front of the master out of thin air, he immediately had his horse ready and headed for Wucheng. He didn't know how the young master appeared in Wucheng. It was a coincidence that the paper crane had just landed in his hand. A message from Feige came from Wucheng, saying that the youngest son in the Qin family's courtyard had offended the bully of Magistrate Nie's family and was dragged along the street by a horse and was seriously injured.

Isn't the youngest son of the Qin family who was exiled to the northwest the younger brother of Qin Liuxi?

Quan Jing immediately understood Qin Liuxi's purpose of coming, and it must be for her younger brother.

Sitting in the inn, drinking hot haggis soup and eating big cakes, Quan Jing took out the paper crane and took a look at the note written by Qin Liuxi. In fact, she didn't ask him to come, she just introduced him to someone. Which camp, and whose subordinates, the other party will have a banquet at the Governor's Mansion.

Qin Liuxi rarely took the initiative to make such requests. For medical treatment, both money and money were paid. Even her family members who were exiled in the northwest did not ask her to use this favor. But now she introduced someone to him. I don't know what kind of person he is that deserves her to treat him like this.

Quan Jing ate the pancake in two bites, then drank the mutton soup and said, "I'll go first, and you can follow after you eat."

Everyone: "..."

Who dares to do this?

Regardless of the hot mutton soup, he poured it directly into his mouth and followed with the pancake in his mouth.



Baicaotang.

Qin Liuxi was powdering the prepared medicinal materials one by one, rolling them into soybean-sized pills, and drying them in the oven.

Dr. Sun stood by to help and said, "It's convenient to make the medicine like this, but it's a lot troublesome."

It has to be made into powder, or the concoction must be boiled and mixed, and it must be followed step by step. It is not an ordinary trouble.

"That's how refining medicine works. If you want the medicine to be effective quickly, steps and heat are the key. You don't just have to mix them into a bunch." Qin Liuxi sighed: "So it's not easy to make pills, and top-level medicine is even more difficult to make. A portion of medicinal materials is enough." It may not be possible to refine it, and even if it can be refined, not many people can make it into a pill, so it is precious."

"Is it the same as the one you gave to the second young master?" Dr. Sun asked tentatively: "I smell the smell of the medicine, and it looks a bit like what you gave to the young master."

Qin Liuxi glanced at him with a half-smile and said: "It's not the same, it's the same medicinal material. It's just that it's a pill made from the ashes scraped from the alchemy furnace. It's not as good as the pill that my unlucky brother used to make." Essence, but also the ashes of the same medicinal material.”

Doctor Sun sighed endlessly, even the medicine ash was so powerful. It can be seen that the essence of the true elixir was no wonder Qin Mingyan was able to come back to life even after being injured like that.

"How many pills can be produced from that portion of medicinal materials?"

Qin Liuxi gestured with his fingers, and then said with a dark face: "You don't have to ask anymore. One of the three pills is gone. I also made the medicine for my master."

Don't mention it again, it will hurt your body.

Dr. Sun: Do you think you still lack a master?

However, he doesn't deserve it!

The old man and the young man no longer talked about this matter, and they just made balls together and talked about the strange and complicated diseases that they usually practice medicine.

The more they communicated, the more Dr. Sun felt that he still lacked a master, like the child in front of him who could be his granddaughter.

As the saying goes, those who master come first, he is not afraid to recognize children as his teachers!

Qin Liuxi collected the pills on the oven one by one and put them in porcelain bottles, then packed them in a purse and took them with him.

Da da da.

The ground shook, and the sound of horse hooves could be heard quickly in the distance.

Qin Liuxi's mind suddenly moved, his eyebrows slightly raised, he walked out of Baicaotang, folded his arms, and looked at the horses approaching in the distance.

He actually came in person.

Quan Jing kept riding his horse forward, and suddenly he tightened the rope, and he flew up from the horse's back. He kicked the hidden weapon flying in front of him with a kick of his toes.

Several bodyguards looked shocked and gathered around him.

Quan Jing landed and looked at the hidden weapon that was kicked away by him. Was it a bean?

Bang bang bang.

Qin Liuxi clapped his hands and stepped forward, saying: "It seems that he is recovering well. He is very alert."

When Quan Jing heard this familiar voice, her eyes lit up, she stood up and stepped forward excitedly: "You are indeed still here." Thinking of her brother's situation, she calmed down and asked: "That brother of yours?"

"Can't die."

"Sorry, I was negligent and couldn't let anyone stop it..."

"It's okay. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. With their status, it's impossible for anyone to be around to protect them at all times. This is his fate. Once it's over, he'll be fine."

Seeing that she didn't mind, Quan Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go over to the small courtyard and have a look? Otherwise, I would be uneasy."

"No, your identity is quite recognizable. I see that there are people from the army walking in the city in the past two days. Don't bring you any trouble. Besides, the little overlord who injured the boy is also half-dead now. If you go there, you will

It would be even more detrimental to his recuperation if he opened his eyes to draw the magistrate's attention to the movement here. I spent a lot of money to rescue him, so don't do it to me."

After hearing this, Quan Jing rushed to Qin Liuxi's refusal and said, "Then I'll let someone keep an eye on me secretly to prevent someone from being blind and making trouble again. Don't worry, I won't keep an eye on you for long. I've also received news that the Qin family

There are some clues about what happened, and they should have a chance to return to Beijing."

"Um."

Unable to go to the Qin family courtyard, Quan Jing wanted to find a place to sit down and hang out. Qin Liuxi happily agreed. After taking a few steps, he saw Qin Boqing standing at the door of a shop in shock, looking at them.

"Xi'er." He looked at Quan Jing, his eyes half-squinted. This man was full of nobility, but also had a chilling air. He was from the army? Why was he standing with his niece?

Could it be a pig that wants to serve cabbage?

Qin Boqing thought about it for a while, and looked at Quan Jing with a look that was more scrutinizing and probing, and also disgusted, not worthy of him!

Quan Jing: "?"

What's going on with that look of disgust?

Qin Liuxi stepped forward and introduced Qin Boqing: "Third uncle, this is Major General Quan..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly paused, looked a little stunned, frowned slightly, and did some calculations with her fingers.

Xuanmen Taoists don't count others, nor themselves, nor their blood relatives, but this time, she had a taboo.

What a troubled time, the old lady is going to be in trouble!


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