? "What?" Except for Lu Guanying and Cheng Yaojia, everyone in the room was stunned. Old Madam Tang's words carried weight in the Lu Mansion. When had she ever been contradicted like this?
Old Madam Tang's first reaction was not to be angry, but to think that she had misheard. It was not until she saw other people's reactions that she realized what she had heard. She could not help but fly into a rage out of shame. Suddenly, she noticed Lu Guanying's expression and felt that he was gloating. She was so angry that she directly threw the teacup on his head. "Lu Guanying, what kind of scoundrel friends do you have? How can you bring such a person into your home? Do you want to be kicked out of your home? "
Lu Guanying's expression changed in an instant. It must be known that being expelled from the ancestral shrine was the most serious punishment in this world. From then on, there would be no ancestors to worship and they would not be able to return to their roots after death.
However, the humiliation of having hot tea poured on his head made his veins bulge. If it were not for his wife holding him tightly, he might have directly turned hostile.
Song QingShu's expression turned even colder when he saw Lu Guanying's predicament. At this moment, Cheng Ying hurriedly stood in between the two sides and quickly said, "Old Madam, Third Brother's friends are all people of the pugilistic world. People of the pugilistic world are used to being free and unrestrained, unlike the Lu Family who are so particular about etiquette. "Especially some people with great ability, they regard red tape as nothing, so their words were a bit offensive. I hope Old Madam can forgive them."
Cheng Yaojia could not help but look at her gratefully. She knew that her cousin had come out to plead for the two of them because of her.
Song QingShu couldn't help but sigh at Cheng Ying's unique temperament. She could make people feel like they were bathing in a spring breeze at any time. The tense atmosphere in the room, which was originally filled with gunpowder and swords drawn, was mostly resolved with just a few words from her.
Old Madam Tang's expression eased a little. She snorted, "What great ability can a person like him have?"
Worried that the two would quarrel again, Cheng Ying hurriedly said, "You can't judge a book by its cover. This young master may be able to cure Sister Wushuang's leg injury." At the same time, she gave Song Qingshu an apologetic look, indicating that he should suffer a little and let Old Madam's anger dissipate first.
Song Qingshu frowned, not because he was afraid of the old woman, but because Cheng Ying's eyes seemed to be able to speak, making it hard for him to harden his heart and refuse.
Who would have thought that Old Madame Tang would be the first to open her mouth and ridicule, "Even a god-like figure like Huang Yaoshi could do nothing about Wushuang's leg injury. Him? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? "His tone was full of contempt.
Song Qingshu didn't get angry. He just said lightly, "I can cure her, but I won't cure her."
Cheng Ying's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked, "May I ask what Young Lord has in mind?" When she lived in Lu Wushuang's house, Lu Wushuang's parents treated her like their own daughter. Even when Li Mochou came to seek revenge, they gave her half of their only life-saving handkerchief. She would remember this kindness for the rest of her life.
Unfortunately, both husband and wife had passed away, leaving Lu Wushuang alone in this world. Naturally, she loved her cousin dearly. Lu Wushuang was such a beautiful girl, but her only regret was that her leg was a little lame because of the injury she suffered when she was young. Therefore, Cheng Ying had been trying to cure her leg all these years, but unfortunately, she had never succeeded.
Since it was related to her cousin's injury, she no longer cared about Old Madame Tang's face. She eagerly looked at Song Qingshu.
Although the endless tenderness in Cheng Ying's eyes seemed to be able to melt even the most stone-hearted man, Song Qingshu had been through a lot, so how could he be affected by her? He still replied unmoved, "No treatment."
Lu Wushuang originally didn't like him because of the previous matter, so she hurriedly pulled Cheng Ying back, "He is just bluffing. My leg injury has been so many years, how can he cure it? Cousin, you took it seriously. Even if he really wants to tell you now, he can't. "
"This …" Cheng Ying was also a little hesitant. After all, her master, Huang Yaoshi, was one of the Five Masters and an expert in the art of Qi Huang, but even he couldn't cure her cousin's leg injury. Although this person was handsome and didn't look like a swindler, he was still a little too young.
Lu Guanying finally found an opportunity to interrupt, "As long as young master says he can cure it, then he can definitely cure it." His tone was full of confidence.
Lu Wushuang knew that her third brother would not speak without thinking. She was suddenly surprised and doubtful, "Could it be that this person really has such great ability?"
Cheng Ying frowned and asked uncertainly, "But at that time, Master also couldn't do anything."
Lu Guanying replied, "Great Master couldn't, but that doesn't mean that Prince Song can't." The people of Peach Blossom Island had always regarded Huang Yaoshi as a celestial being, but Lu Guanying had seen Song Qingshu's skills and combined it with various Jianghu information, he speculated that Song Qingshu's martial arts were probably above Huang Yaoshi's.
Cheng Ying didn't expect to receive such information. She turned her head and quietly looked at the man in front of her, wondering who he was. Why did Lu Guanying trust him so much?
"In fact, there's no harm in telling you a little. Even if you know the method, you won't be able to learn it." Song Qingshu suddenly said, "If you want to cure her lame leg, you need to use a special method to break her wound and reconnect it. Then you need to use the Solitary Yang Finger to open up her blocked and withered meridians. Finally, you need to apply the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment to the wound and fix it. After half a month, she will naturally be back to normal."
Cheng Ying's beautiful eyes lit up. As Huang Yaoshi's last disciple, she was naturally knowledgeable. Huang Yaoshi had thought of this method before, but he didn't know the Solitary Yang Finger. Besides, using the Solitary Yang Finger to open up the blocked meridians required a lot of internal energy. If the practitioner was lucky, they would not be able to fight for six months. Huang Yaoshi had always been a proud and arrogant person and didn't want to owe Reverend Yideng such a big favor, so he gave up on the idea. Instead, he concentrated on researching and improving the "Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Kick" to see if it could help Lu Wushuang recover.
In the past, Huang Yaoshi broke the legs of his fellow disciples because Mei Chaofeng had betrayed his sect. Feeling guilty, he created a special technique called the "Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Kick". If a crippled person meditated and practiced according to this technique every day, they would be able to walk again in five or six years.
But although the "Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Kick" was magical, it could only help a crippled person walk again. It was still not enough to make them look like a normal person.
As for the "Black Jade Healing Ointment", it was a legendary medicine in the western regions. Cheng Ying had only heard Huang Yaoshi mention it once. Now that she heard Song Qingshu describe it in such a professional way, she believed him.
Cheng Ying hastily said, "What would it take for you to help me? As long as I can do it, I won't hesitate to do it. "
Song Qingshu calmly replied, "You can't do what I want."
Cheng Ying smiled, "If you don't tell me, how do you know I can't do it?" She was Huang Yaoshi's last disciple and had been the guest of honor of the Southern Song Dynasty for many years, so she had a bit of pride in her heart.
"Do you really want me to tell you?" Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became very strange.
"Young master, please tell me." Noticing his faint smile, Cheng Ying was secretly alarmed. She thought, "Is he going to make some unreasonable request?"
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