"That jar of medicine is my brother, I missed it!" Tong Qingqiu said heartbrokenly, while Xu Zhiqiong looked confused.
What medicine?
That's what happened.
When my sister-in-law was cooking in the morning, she accidentally burned her hand and got a blister.
Tong Qingqiu prepared a pair of burn medicine for her sister-in-law and applied it on it.
It was okay at first, the burn no longer hurt.
In the afternoon, my wife broke out in a rash, which was extremely itchy.
Tong Qingqiu realized that he had gotten into trouble.
He did not dare to admit that he had given the wrong medicine, and said: "Madam, the weather has been wet and cold recently. I think you have a damp-cold syndrome. My husband will give you some side medicine..."
Before he could finish speaking, his wife beat him up, then boiled a pot of water and soaked him in the tub all afternoon.
In the evening, my wife peeled off a layer of skin and the rash finally faded away.
Judging from the momentum, Tong Qingqiu realized that his wife was going to kill someone, so he hid in Xu Zhiqiong's house.
After listening to Tong Qingqiu's description, Xu Zhiqiong felt very unsatisfied: "This, this is my sister-in-law, no, no, it's obviously a syndrome of dampness and cold. How, how can you falsely accuse your elder brother of giving the wrong medicine?"
Tong Qingqiu was extremely moved: "Brother, that's right!"
Xu Zhiqiong said: "Brother, do you still have your medicine? Can you give me some?"
Tong Qingqiu was stunned: "What do you want to use the medicine for?"
"I'll treat the burn."
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Tong Qingqiu said: "Are you trying to harm others?"
Xu Zhiqiong was furious when he heard this: "Brother, what did eldest brother say? How could I, an honest person, hurt other people's thoughts? What eldest brother said is so, so hurtful. I'll go find my sister-in-law to comment!"
When Xu Zhiqiong was about to go out, Tong Qingqiu hugged him.
This kid has learned a lot and knows how to catch Tong Qingqiu's vitals.
"That's all, I'll give you a can. You must be careful when using it. Don't get it on yourself. A little bit of it will kill you!"
If you put a little bit on it, it will make you feel extremely itchy. This medicine must be useful. You should take some so that you won’t suffer any disadvantages!
When things were settled, Xu Zhiqiong mentioned what happened last night:
"Brother Tong, you don't have to worry about what happened last night."
Tong Qingqiu is an astute person. He must have heard the big commotion last night and must have been secretly protecting himself.
Xu Zhiqiong mentioned this matter to tell Tong Qingqiu that the matter had calmed down and she must not make any further announcements in the future.
Unexpectedly, Tong Qingqiu was confused: "What happened last night?"
Brother Tong is a straightforward person and will not show off in front of Xu Zhiqiong. He really doesn't know what happened last night.
He only remembered that he and his wife went to bed early last night.
"I went to bed early last night and didn't pay attention to what was going on outside. Did someone bully you?"
Did you go to bed early last night?
Last night, Brother Tong knelt at the door holding a thorn stick, waiting for his wife to punish him, and fell asleep not early at all.
But judging from his expression, Tong Qingqiu was not lying, and he had no need to deceive Xu Zhiqiong.
He doesn't remember.
Why don't you remember?
Thinking about the situation of the two maids last night, Xu Zhiqiong made a bold guess.
The two maids completely forgot about the black dog and brought out a flower cake seller.
Their situation may be the same as Brother Tong.
Their memories were tampered with, and their memories were tampered with by the Taoist Priest.
This is how Taoist Master helps me solve my worries!
He can actually tamper with other people's memories. How powerful is he!
Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's eyes wandering, Tong Qingqiu said eagerly: "Tell me, what happened last night?"
If you say it's okay now, Tong Qingqiu will definitely not believe it!
But if the truth is told, there will be big trouble.
The Taoist leader has repeatedly warned not to reveal Taoist affairs to anyone.
Xu Zhiqiong pondered for a moment and said: "Yesterday, I passed the exam, but I offended my classmate Yu Shan. He is the son of Yu Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment. He, he said that even if I passed the exam, I would not be able to go to the government office in the future.
As a errand, no one can help me."
Xu Zhiqiong told a lie casually, and it was very natural and flawless. This can be regarded as a rare talent.
Hearing this, Tong Qingqiu was furious: "How dare he! Does Daxuan have no royal law? Can he cover the sky with just one hand? At worst, just don't go to the Ministry of Punishment. If you go to other places to work as an official, he can't control it!"
"I, our dean said the same thing."
"Then what are you afraid of?"
"So I said, don't worry about this."
While she was talking, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door, and Tong Qingqiu was so frightened that she almost crawled under the bed.
Xu Zhiqiong asked: "Who is it?"
A deep voice outside the door responded: "Zhiqiong, I'm here to see you."
It’s Dean Lin Tianzheng!
Xu Zhiqiong quickly packed his clothes and walked out the door.
When he met the dean, Xu Zhiqiong saluted repeatedly. The dean smiled, looked into the room again, and smelled the scent of Onmyoji.
Tong Qingqiu did not hide. In front of the fourth-grade killing method, hiding was useless, and it would actually lose his identity.
It was true that the lady was not nearby. Tong Qingqiu straightened her clothes and left the house. She bowed her hands and said, "Tong Jin has met Dean Lin."
Jin is Brother Tong's name, and Qingqiu is his cousin.
In Daxuan, after a man comes of age and is crowned, his parents will give him an alias, which is also his nickname. Adults call each other by their nicknames. It is very impolite to call each other by his first name.
But when calling yourself, you must not call yourself by name, but call yourself by your first name to show your modesty.
Is Zhiqiong the name of Xu Zhiqiong?
no.
Xu Zhiqiong's name is Xu Zhiqiong. He is only nineteen years old (virtual age). He can only be crowned when he is twenty years old. He has no words yet.
Even if he is crowned, who can give him a title for a poor boy whose parents are both dead?
Dean Lin looked at Tong Qingqiu and said with a smile: "Tong Qingqiu, a sixth-grade warlock, I have heard about it for a long time. I heard that the Yin and Yang Sitaibu asked you to serve as an official several times, but you rejected them all."
Taibu, the person in charge of the Onmyoji Division, with an official rank of third grade.
The Yin and Yang Division was an important organization of the Daxuan court. All official positions were held by Yin and Yang cultivators, and their functions were similar to those of the Mohist ascetic workshop.
The Penance Workshop focuses on science, while the Onmyoji focuses on metaphysics. Of course, this is Xu Zhiqiong’s personal understanding. In this extraordinary world, it is difficult to define which one is dominant, science or metaphysics.
Tong Qingqiu shook his head and said: "I didn't originally want to have an official career, but I failed to live up to Tai Bu's good intentions."
Sixth-grade cultivators of the Yin-Yang family are called sorcerers. The Yin-Yang family is one of the hundred heretical schools. The biggest difference from the Four Directions Righteous Path lies in the upper limit of cultivation.
The righteous path of the four directions is blessed by the true god. Taking the White Tiger Killing Path as an example, the true god of the White Tiger is above the first level and is an existence beyond the level. This also means that the white tiger cultivators can practice up to the first level and become a star that transcends the mortal world.
The Yin-Yang family is blessed by the twin stars of life and death, which are star officials. The grade of star officials is the second grade, which is still under the stars. This means that Yin-Yang cultivators can only cultivate to the third grade, and the third grade is the limit of mortals.
The upper limit of the Yin Yang family still remains in the realm of mortals.
The upper limit is third grade, and Tong Qingqiu is sixth grade. Sixth grade cultivation is very rare in the Yin Yang family. No wonder Taibu has asked him to serve as an official several times.
After a few polite words between the two parties, Lin Tianzheng got down to business. He wanted to take Xu Zhiqiong to meet a friend.
Tong Qingqiu understands this kind of thing, and so does Xu Zhiqiong. Lin Tian just wants to take Xu Zhiqiong out to socialize and help him expand his contacts.
Lin Tianzheng said to Tong Qingqiu: "Tong Warlock, would you like to be honored and have a gathering with us?"
It seems like a sincere invitation, but in fact it is a polite comment, but don't take it seriously.
Tong Qingqiu quickly saluted and said: "I have important matters at home, so there is no need to be polite. You two can do it yourself."
Xu Zhiqiong followed Lin Tianzheng out to eat, and Tong Qingqiu took refuge at Xu Zhiqiong's home.
As the dean of Wuche Academy, although Lin Tianzheng had no real power, he was still a third-rank official. Logically speaking, when he went out, he had to ride on horseback and in a sedan chair, and he had to be accompanied by servants.
But Lin Tianzheng doesn't like pomp, followers, and red tape. He wears casual clothes on weekdays and walks alone, riding horses for long distances and walking for short distances. Walking on the street, he looks like a energetic old man.
Although Dean Lin advocates simplicity, when a third-rank official goes out to eat, he still has to choose a place. In the capital, only restaurants of the level of Fengle Tower, Huixian Tower, Baxian Tower, and Xiyi City Tower are worthy of a third-rank restaurant.
member’s identity.
The place where we ate today was Fengle Building. Fengle Building has three floors, a main building and four auxiliary buildings. The fifth floor faces each other and can accommodate more than a thousand guests in total.
It was now dinner time. The waiters were dressed neatly and stood in front of the door to greet the guests. Seeing Lin Tianzheng walking in, one person hurriedly came up to greet him: "Two guests, have you reserved a table?"
Lin Tianzheng nodded: "It's booked, third floor."
There are three floors of Fengle Building, each floor has a different grade. A casual meal in the lobby on the first floor will cost about five taels of silver.
The private seats on the second floor cost almost ten taels per seat.
The private room on the third floor costs at least thirty taels per seat.
Thirty taels, totaling fifteen thousand yuan.
People who can go to the third floor to eat are not ordinary people. The waiter quickly led the way: "Sir, please come inside. I wonder which table you have reserved?"
Lin Tianzheng shook his head and said: "I can't remember, it was ordered by the Sui Minister of the Ministry of War."
The waiter quickly saluted: "No welcome, no welcome, you come with me."
The two followed the waiter to the private room. Two attendants stood in front of the door. When they saw Lin Tianzheng, they quickly saluted.
Sui Zhi, the Minister of War, heard the commotion and quickly walked out of the private room, bowed his hands and said, "Dean, I promised that I would pick you up at your residence, but I blame the disciple for being late."
Sui Zhi was once a student of Wuche Academy. He met Lin Tianzheng in private and always called himself his disciple.
Lin Tianzheng smiled and said: "There is no need to be polite between you and me, Zhi Qiong, I have met Mr. Sui."
Xu Zhiqiong looked naive and saluted Sui Zhi without saying a word.
Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's dull look, Lin Tianzheng smiled bitterly: "This child has a dull temperament, don't argue with him."
Sui Zhi smiled and said: "The dean has met someone else. I like this straightforward temperament. Zhiqiong, raise your head and let me take a good look!"
Xu Zhiqiong sniffed and raised his head.
Sui Zhi sighed: "It really looks like him, he looks like him, and his expression is exactly the same as his father's."
Sui Zhi was Xu Rende's colleague, and Xu Zhiqiong remembered this.
After being polite, the guests and hosts sat down and ordered the waiters to serve the dishes.
Xu Zhiqiong experienced the luxury of this world for the first time. There were chilled squid (sashimi), hand-washed crab (drunken crab) with ten kinds of condiments, three-cooked and three-fried oven-roasted chicken, and the most delicious thing was a
Argali sheep head lottery.
Sheep head picks are not toothpick mutton, they are mutton rolls. Take a sheep head, shave off only the bit of meat on the face, slice it into rolls, and cook it carefully.
Then take the raw green onion, cut the green onion leaves, peel off all the layers of green onion skin, leaving only the leek-thick heart, and eat it with the meat rolls.
It takes ten sheep heads to make a plate of sheep head picks. Xu Zhiqiong started directly and started eating and drinking. Lin Tianzheng frowned as he ate.
"Zhiqiong, please behave yourself, you don't know etiquette!"
Etiquette?
Just thinking about etiquette, wouldn't it be a waste of this feast?
I am a fool, so why should I pretend to be reserved when I encounter such a table of delicacies?
Sui Zhi liked it and poured a glass of wine for Xu Zhiqiong himself: "Eat slowly, don't choke, you'll have enough to eat tonight."
Lin Tianzheng didn't move his chopsticks much. The purpose of today was not to eat, but to get Xu Zhiqiong to join the army.
"Killing Dao'erlang will make you a great success on the battlefield. From now on, Zhiqiong will be entrusted to you."
It was rare for Lin Tianzheng to say something. As the minister of the Ministry of War of Sui Zhi, it was too easy to arrange a low-level officer for Xu Zhiqiong.
Unexpectedly, Sui Zhi was in trouble: "Dean, it's not that the disciple didn't agree. You also saw it on the day of the exam. This child's talent is extraordinary. The Imperial City Secretary also took a liking to him. Zhong Shen is a favorite in His Majesty's eyes. He
The disciples cannot compete with the person they like."
Lin Tianzheng's face sank when he heard this.
What does it mean to be unable to compete?
Wu Che Academy produces 70 students every year. Xu Zhiqiong is just a poor boy with no foundation. If Sui Zhi really wants it, can Zhong Shen fight with him?
It's obvious that he doesn't want to help!
Seeing the displeasure on the dean's face, Sui Zhi quickly persuaded him: "Dean, the Imperial City Division is a good place. With Zhiqiong's talent, he can definitely go to Wuwei Camp. Wuwei Camp has a high salary and a decent status. There is no need to leave the capital or go there.
The military camp is suffering, and now the Northern Barbarians are ready to take action. This child Zhiqiong is an orphan, and I am also worried..."
"That's all!" Lin Tianzheng stood up suddenly and said to Xu Zhiqiong, "You stay here and have a drink with Mr. Sui, and I'll go change my clothes!"
Changing clothes is a euphemism for going to the toilet.
Normally Lin Tianzheng would have thrown his chopsticks and left, but today he wanted to find a good future for Xu Zhiqiong. He didn't want to offend Sui Zhi, so he went outside to get some air and calm down his anger.
While Lin Tianzheng left the private room, Sui Zhi looked at Xu Zhiqiong carefully and murmured: "Good boy, my good boy."
Xu Zhiqiong was stunned, why did he say this so annoyingly?
Does Mr. Sui have any special hobbies?
Xu Zhiqiong put down his chopsticks, wiped his greasy hands, and said, "I'm full."
"Silly boy, how could I bear to let you fight for your life on the battlefield?" Sui Zhi smiled, very ambiguously.
He was getting tired of it, and Xu Zhiqiong felt tight all over.
Sui Zhi poured another glass of wine for Xu Zhiqiong: "I went to the Imperial City Division for your own good. No matter where you are in the Wuwei Camp or the Lantern Yamen, you must remember that the judgment of life and death is based on the laws of good and evil.
, Never forget your true heart at any time.”
Xu Zhiqiong's expression was dull and his heart was trembling wildly.
Judgment of life and death depends entirely on the laws of good and evil. This is what the Taoist priest said, and this is the true intention of the judge.
How could he know the judge's true intentions?
Is he also a judge?
Is this why he kept speaking for himself in the examination room?
Sui Zhi looked at Xu Zhiqiong silently, quietly observing his reaction.
Xu Zhiqiong sniffed and said, "What is the judgment of life and death?"