Chapter VIII The physical weakness of working hard for many days
The next day, early morning.
The sky turned white, the air of coercion sank, and the energy of morning sun rose.
"The weather is so nice."
An Jing opened the door of the pharmacy as usual, and then stretched with satisfaction.
"Husband, the medicinal porridge is ready." Zhao Qingmei walked out of the inner hall with a smile.
"Brother An!"
Just when An Jing was about to turn around, Han Wenxin came flying from a distance.
"This is my sister-in-law."
Han Wenxin looked at Zhao Qingmei next to An Jing and was suddenly shocked. It turned out that An Jing had married such a beautiful lady from the Zhao family.
No, logically speaking, he is the doctor of Yuzhou City, and I am a young and promising police officer of Yuzhou City...
"This is my wife." An Jing said with a smile.
Han Wenxin said sourly: "Brother An, you are so lucky. You seem to be a life-saving grace to Granny Zhang. No, you must be a life-saving grace to my sister-in-law."
"Brother Han is joking."
Zhao Qingmei smiled sweetly.
An Jing felt very happy when he saw Han Wenxin's expression and said, "Brother Han, why are you here looking for me so early in the morning?"
Only then did Han Wenxin remember why he came and said quickly: "Both Wang He and Wang Zhiping are dead, and the manner of death is extremely cruel and horrific. Even the county government officials who have served for decades shook their heads when they saw it."
"oh?"
An Jing looked surprised, "Is this true?"
He had known for a long time that Wang Zhiping had been killed, and now he was just showing off.
"Absolutely true."
Han Wenxin took a deep breath, then glanced around, and said seriously: "I'll tell you a more terrifying news. Not only Wang He, but Wang Zhiping is dead. Their father's family, mother's family, wife's family, and teacher's family are all dead."
They were all killed. If we look at it carefully, a total of 327 people died yesterday."
"Do you know what this means? Killing ten clans, ten clans, even if the current emperor kills people, he will only kill nine clans."
"Is it so scary?" Zhao Qingmei looked very scared and leaned towards An Jing.
It was obviously summer, but Han Wenxin felt the strong wind rushing towards his sleeves, and there was a fragmented sound.
"Madam, don't panic."
An Jing patted Zhao Qingmei's shoulder lightly and said solemnly: "In this way, they have provoked a very scary person."
"yes."
Han Wenxin nodded, and then sneered: "These two uncles and nephews from the Wang family are doing evil, arrogant and domineering. They think they can sit back and relax by relying on the Caobang. The little altar leader is also a small figure in the Caobang. He can quietly do it in a day."
Killing more than 200 people silently and without revealing their clues is enough to show the terror behind it. Will the Cao Gang offend the forces behind it for Wang He and Wang Zhiping?"
An Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Han, do you know who is behind this?"
"Brother An is joking, how do I know who is behind this?"
Han Wenxin shook his head and said emphatically: "Early this morning, all the Xuan Yiwei's golden-character catchers came to investigate the person behind this. I think even the golden-character catchers were dispatched, and the results of the investigation will be available soon.
coming."
The Xuanyi Guards are divided into gold, silver and bronze head catchers. These head catchers are the best ones selected through the entire Great Yan. The bronze head catcher requires a minimum cultivation level of fifth grade, while the silver head catcher requires a minimum cultivation level of third grade.
The Golden-Character Captor is a second-grade cultivation level. These are obviously superior in strength. It is said that there are also the Jade-Character Captor and the Xuanyi Guard Chief.
The specific An Jing is not clear, but according to his estimation, the head catcher with the jade character should be a second-level cultivation, so the leader of the head catcher is either the peak of the second rank or the first rank.
Han Wenxin rubbed his hands and said: "This time the golden-character catcher is here, I have to manage my relationship well. Maybe in a few years I will have the opportunity to join the Xuanyi Guard and become a bronze-character catcher."
"Then I wish Brother Han a bright future." An Jing clasped his fists and smiled.
"Don't just talk, Brother An, you have to provide practical and useful help."
"How can I help?"
"Brother An must report to me if he encounters a demon from the Demon Cult. As long as he captures a demon from the Demon Cult, it will be a great achievement."
Han Wenxin licked his lips and said excitedly.
There is a teahouse next to Jishi Hall, which is well-informed and has a lot of people. The reason why Han Wenxin has a good relationship with Anjing is because he wants to develop Anjing into his informant.
After making great achievements, he will also marry a beautiful girl who can cook, wash and warm his bed and make quilts for him.
Zhao Qingmei looked at the excited Han Wenxin with a smile and said nothing.
An Jing laughed loudly, patted Han Wenxin on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, if I know the whereabouts of the demon sect, I will be the first to report to Brother Han. When the time comes, Brother Han will become the head catcher with the word "Yu", so he must take care of his brother.
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"Hahahahaha."
Han Wenxin also laughed, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine, "Brother An, why do I feel a little cold?"
"When you say that, it seems a little cold."
"During this hot summer season, am I still sick?"
........
The following days were very peaceful.
Half a month passed in a flash.
Zhao Qingmei cooks different dishes every day, and Anjing can enjoy different delicacies every day.
An ordinary me, an ordinary wife.
Life is peaceful and happy.
Apart from Tan Yun being very lethargic from time to time, lying on the medicine cabinet and falling asleep.
That afternoon, Anjing rummaged through boxes and cabinets in search of herbs.
"Husband, what are you looking for? You have been busy all morning."
Zhao Qingmei walked out of the back hall and said curiously.
"Oh, I'm looking for some herbs." An Jing said casually.
"You don't remember where the herbs are, you're really confused." Zhao Qingmei tapped An Jing's forehead with her finger, and said coquettishly: "Do you want me to help you find it together?"
"No...it's nothing. It's just some herbs that I haven't used for a long time. I can just look for them myself."
An Jing laughed twice and said.
"Okay, then you get busy first."
Zhao Qingmei glanced at An Jing suspiciously, always feeling a little strange.
Not long after, An Jing put a large wine jar on the counter, and then poured the herbs he found into the wine jar one by one.
"This is a baby bump."
After finishing all this, An Jing showed a happy smile, then carefully held the wine jar and placed it on the table in the back hall.
"Are you brewing medicinal wine?" Zhao Qingmei walked out carrying a vegetable basket and asked.
"Hahaha, just pick it up."
An Jing said with a guilty conscience.
"Dr. Xiaoan, is Dr. Xiaoan here?"
At this moment, there was a sound outside the door.
"Someone has come for consultation. I'll go take a look."
An Jing felt amnesty and walked quickly towards the front hall.
The person who came to see the doctor was none other than the storyteller Zhou Xianming. However, at the moment, his face was pale and weak, and he seemed to be floating when he walked.
"Mr. Zhou, what's wrong with you?" An Jing said strangely.
"Recently, I always feel weak under my feet, my body is weak, and my brain is buzzing." Zhou Xianming sighed.
"Mr. Zhou, could it be that you went to Hualou too much and your body was drained by the wine and sex?" An Jing asked sadly.
"Who?"
At this time, Tan Yun also rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out.
"No, I basically don't go to Hualou these days."
Zhou Xianming sighed: "You don't know, Dr. Xiaoan, I have to teach people how to read and write every night. It's really tiring."
"Learning calligraphy and studying won't be very tiring, right?" An Jing touched his chin and said in surprise.
"Yes, that man is as stupid as a pig. I...I..."
Zhou Xianming seemed as if a thread could no longer be stretched.
"Why."
An Jing sighed.
In previous lives, some parents were made angry because they failed to teach their children... I didn't expect that this time I would actually encounter them.
Neither of them saw that Tan Yun in front of the medicine cabinet had a dark face, clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes seemed to be filled with fire.
"Then let me prescribe you some tranquilizers first."
"Thank you, Dr. An."
An Jing was grabbing herbs, when Zhou Xianming came over and said with a flushed face: "Xiao...Xiao Doctor An, why is that maid of yours looking at me all the time?"
Could it be that this beautiful little maid in Dr. Xiao An’s family has taken a liking to him?
Thinking of this, Zhou Xianming's heart suddenly trembled.
You must know that as a poor scholar, he is now in his thirties and has not yet found a wife.
Although Tan Yun is the maid in Dr. Xiao An's family, she looks gentle and lovely, and I feel pity for her...
An Jing glanced at Tan Yun, who was immersed in reading, and shook his head: "This... I don't know this."
Finally, An Jing grabbed the herbs for Zhou Xianming. Zhou Xianming couldn't help but glance at Tan Yun several times, and finally left reluctantly.
...........
As night falls, everything is silent, and Jishi Hall is also in shape.
An Jing touched his waist and then tiptoed toward the back hall.
"Brother~!"
Zhao Qingmei saw An Jing at a glance and quickly put down the book in her hand, her face turning red.
"Qingmei, you're not asleep yet, why is your face so red?"
An Jing said with a surprised look: "Are you sick?"
Zhao Qingmei stepped lightly on An Jing's feet, exposing her fair and slender legs, which made people want to stop.
"No, I learned some new tricks."
"What trick?"
"Looking for dragons and swallowing gold, turning everything upside down...Brother, do you want to give it a try?"