After a night's rest, the eight-year-old Zhou Qingfeng quickly became energetic and full of energy. At dawn, he began to explore the world with the eyes of an adult — Fushun City in Liaodong at the end of the Ming Dynasty.
"This is Fushun?"
"Yes."
In the inn where Gu Yuanwei was staying, all kinds of people came and went. The waiters wearing felt hats quickly cleaned the greasy tables in front of the inn. Some traveling merchants and odd-job workers walked back and forth between the tables and stools. It was noisy and ear-piercing to the ear with dialects that could or could not be understood. Zhou Qingfeng was lying on the stairs of the corridor on the second floor of the inn, staring at the lively scene downstairs in a daze.
Zhou Qingfeng chatted with the quick-talking waiter. After a few words, the waiter brought up three generations of his ancestors. He was in Fushun City, the frontline of Daming's Liaodong border defense. The Fushun Qianhu Office of the Ming Army was in charge of the military affairs here.
The waiter spoke in Southern Zhili dialect. It was said that his ancestor was a family servant who followed a certain Liaodong military officer to this place to guard the border. After that, he settled down here. Fushun was an important military town in Liaodong. It was also an important market for trade between Daming and the Jurchen tribes. Ten miles east of Fushun City was Fushun Pass. Outside the wall was the famous horse market. People who came here to do business contributed to the prosperity of this place.
"Master, why did we come to Fushun?" Zhou Qingfeng wanted to go to Shenyang, to the capital, and to see the romantic beauty of Daming's mainland. Fushun was a bitter and cold place in the north. What was there to stay in? The waiter told him that it was still warm in July, but once winter came, it would be really cold.
"Master, there is some trouble. I have to avoid a lot of enemies. You also have to stay away from the evil woman of the Yuan family. She is young and cruel. If you meet her again, I may not be able to save you again. "Gu Yuanwei did not want to talk about this matter. There should be a deeper level of secret.
Zhou Qingfeng was placed under house arrest. He was not allowed to leave the inn. He stayed in the inn and listened to the people from the north and south chatting every day. In just a few days, he had learned a few Northern accents from the waiter. He had even learned Mongolian and Manchurian, but he was not very good at it.
One day, Zhou Qingfeng climbed to the roof of the inn and surveyed the whole city. The scenery in the city greatly disappointed him. The border town of the Ming Dynasty did not cover a large area. Most of the buildings in the city were low. Compared with the ten-meter-tall city wall, it was considered tall. But in reality, this height would only be the height of a three-story building in 400 years. It would still be considered low.
The roads in the city were narrow and filthy. Most of the people living in the city were thin and wore shabby clothes. Occasionally, he would see a few soldiers patrolling the city. They did not look like soldiers at all. Their skin was dark and their cheeks were sunken. Their dirty fat coats were even darker than their faces. They carried rusty spears on their shoulders and walked listlessly.
Zhou Qingfeng jokingly said that the patrolling soldiers were as pitiful as beggars. The waiter also joined in and ridiculed, "They're just some broken soldiers, not the servants of the generals. They don't even have enough to eat, how can they be mighty? They're not even as good as me. "
The younger version of Zhou Qingfeng had a round face and tender skin. He was also wearing his original clothes, which had been modified to fit his size. Plus, his master and apprentice brothers were serious and serious. The waiter guessed that he must be the child of a rich family. He was quite attentive to his daily service, answering all his questions and chatting. He did not dare to offend him.
But being trapped in a shabby inn, Zhou Qingfeng deeply understood the inconvenience of ancient life. Eating, drinking, and defecating were all disasters. Not to mention the poor quality of the food, he only ate two meals a day. One at nine in the morning and one at four in the afternoon. After that, he would starve. And the toilet token, toilet token, toilet token … Forget it, it really affected his mood. It was better not to mention it.
After hiding in the inn for a few days, perhaps even Gu Yuanwei could not stand it. One day, when it was getting dark, Gu Yuanwei went out with his two disciples. Zhou Qingfeng asked, "Didn't they say that there was a curfew in the city at night and no one was allowed to go out on the streets?"
The ancient society was not safe. In order to reduce trouble, residents were often prohibited from going out at night. Especially in a border city like Fushun, there were not only night watchmen at night, but also soldiers patrolled the streets and guarded the intersections. Every residential street would even set up a gate, which would be locked at night. This was common knowledge in the late Ming Dynasty that the waiter told Zhou Qingfeng after he asked.
However, apprentice brother Yang Jian chuckled and said, "The curfew in the city can't stop us, so we naturally don't care. Haven't you been asking to go out for the past few days? I'll take you to a good place tonight. "
"Oh … I got it. You want to take me to a brothel? "Zhou Qingfeng said innocently.
The master and disciple's faces immediately darkened. Gu Yuanwei pulled Zhou Qingfeng over and reprimanded, "You bad disciple, what are you thinking in your head? When we get there, don't open your mouth. If you dare to say a word, I'll put a Silence Curse on you. "
Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to shut up.
After leaving the inn, they walked two miles around the city and arrived at a spacious street. The three of them walked in, and Zhou Qingfeng realized that this was not a residence at all, but a high-class market.
Compared to the shabby inn from before, the environment here was much better. The road was paved with bluestone, and the houses were made of large wood. The people who came and went were not poor people, and their clothes and appearance were a few grades higher. Gu Yuanwei led his two disciples and walked quickly, all the way to the depths of the market. It was obvious that their destination was clear.
Zhou Qingfeng looked at the roadside restaurants and drooled. After all, eating black cornbread every day was too annoying.
"Master, I want to buy a roasted chicken."
"Let's get down to business first, we'll talk later."
"But I'm hungry, I want to eat roasted chicken."
"You won't die from starvation."
Smelling the aroma of roasted chicken in the air, Zhou Qingfeng's stomach growled with hunger. However, Gu Yuanwei didn't agree, so he couldn't do anything. Even Yang Jian had to scold him for being a glutton. Let's go, don't delay master's important business.
Gu Yuanwei found a clinic in the market, and after entering, he left Zhou Qingfeng in the hall of the clinic. He specifically told him, "Don't leave, and don't cause trouble. Stay here, I'll buy you roasted chicken when I come out. If you don't listen, not only will you not have roasted chicken, you'll also be punished when you go back. "
After saying that, Gu Yuanwei asked the shop assistant to see a famous doctor. The shop assistant saw that he was not an ordinary person, so he raised his hand and welcomed him into the well-lit, fragrant room in the back hall. In the room, Gu Yuanwei had just sat down when a middle-aged man came in from outside. He raised his hand and asked, "Greetings, brother. My surname is Liu, and I'm in charge of consultation in this clinic. May I know how to address you?"
"My surname is Niu, and I'm a little sick. I heard that your clinic's famous doctor Liu is an expert, so I'm here to take your pulse and give you a prescription. The consultation fee is negotiable. " Gu Yuanwei had recently been seriously injured in a fight, and he learned that Tianji's lifespan had been greatly reduced. This time, he made up a surname to seek medical attention.
These days, while Zhou Qingfeng was cooped up in the inn, Gu Yuanwei was not idle. He had inquired about the situation in Fushun City. Doctor Liu was said to be the best doctor in Fushun City, and he seemed to have some skills.
"Brother, you're flattering me." Doctor Liu didn't refuse the compliment. He sat down and asked about Gu Yuanwei's condition, and then he took Gu Yuanwei's pulse. After a while, he looked embarrassed. He carefully looked at Gu Yuanwei's face and asked about his condition in detail. After a long time, the doctor's face suddenly changed, as if he realized something was wrong.
Doctor Liu obviously felt something was wrong. He was thinking about how to get rid of the patient in front of him. Outside the room, a servant knocked on the door and shouted, saying that there was an urgent patient waiting for the innkeeper to save. The innkeeper took this excuse and left in a hurry.
As soon as Doctor Liu left, Gu Yuanwei sighed. Yang Jian, who was standing behind, whispered, "Master, the doctor seems to have noticed something."
"Doctor Liu took my pulse. Anyone with a little skill would naturally notice it." Gu Yuanwei was not surprised at all. "I was hoping that he would have some skills and could give me a prescription. Speaking of which, the girl of the Yuan family is too cruel. She, a girl, actually cultivated the most insidious' Red Lotus Hellfire '. I was careless and fell into her trap.
I don't know much about medicine, so I wanted to use my spiritual power to force out the 'Red Lotus Hellfire' that invaded my body. I didn't expect that my lifespan would be greatly reduced, and my skill is far less than before. These days, the spiritual power in my body is almost in disorder. If I don't find a famous doctor to treat me, I don't know if I can keep my life, but all my skills will be wasted. "
Yang Jian said again, "But how can there be a good doctor in this remote border town of Fushun? This Doctor Liu doesn't look very smart. Why don't I accompany you to secretly go back to the capital? "
"This place is about two thousand miles away from the capital. It's too late. Besides, I have enemies everywhere in the capital, so I can't go. " Gu Yuanwei looked normal in front of Zhou Qingfeng these days, but in fact, his body was in big trouble. He sighed, causing Yang Jian to cry along with him.
"If I can quickly find the True Dragon to help me and nourish myself with the dragon energy, I can live. But if not … "Gu Yuanwei continued to sigh.
Yang Jian immediately said, "Junior Brother, didn't you tell us where the True Dragon of the new dynasty is? If we can get his help, … "
"Silence … I need to think about this at length. After all, the new dynasty is a Daoist, not my race. "Gu Yuanwei reached out to stop his disciple from continuing.
After a while, Doctor Liu came back and apologized, "There was an urgent patient, but unfortunately, he couldn't be saved. I've made you wait for a long time. As for your illness, although I have been a doctor for many years, I'm very confused. I dare not make any inferences, let alone prescribe a prescription. Dao Brother, how about … "
Famous Doctor Liu was already upset that an important patient died. He just wanted to suggest that Gu Yuanwei go to Shenyang and the capital to find a good doctor. In short, he didn't want to find him in a remote area like Fushun. But halfway through his words, a servant hurriedly knocked on the door of the elegant room and shouted in both joy and panic, "Master, the old lady from the official's family has come back to life again."
Ah …?
The shopkeeper turned his head and asked in surprise, "I just treated the old lady, she was clearly not breathing and had no pulse, how did she come back to life?"
"There was a little brother in the hall who used a strange technique to save her." The servant said simply, "At that time, many people saw it, there is absolutely no mistake."
What? He really saved a dead person!
Famous Doctor Liu suddenly stood up and hurried out again.
Gu Yuanwei and his disciple suddenly looked at each other — a little brother in the hall saved a dead person? This little brother's ability was too great. And this little brother ….
Not long after, the shopkeeper ran back again. This time, his steps were relaxed and his face was flushed. He held Gu Yuanwei's hand and thanked him, "Dao brother, Dao brother, you yourself are an expert in Xing Lin. The disciple you taught is very capable. You actually ran over to deceive me. I was almost fooled by you.
Let me let you know, the person who was just saved is the old mother of a guard in Fushun. If I let this patient die here, I will have to bring gifts to the guard to apologize. That would be a big disaster.
Dao Brother's disciple helped me a lot, if I don't do something in return, I will be very sorry. I have a precious pill that I never show to people, but today I will give it to you. This pill can't cure your minor illness, but it can greatly alleviate it.
Ai …, Dao Brother taught a good disciple, really a good disciple! Now the hall is noisy, I have invited your disciple to the side room. If you have time, I would like to ask Dao Brother to teach me a thing or two. "
The shopkeeper grabbed Gu Yuanwei's hand and kept shaking it, his gratitude was not fake. Gu Yuanwei was puzzled by this turn of events, but he understood that it must be Zhou Qingfeng who did something. He thought to himself: I accepted this disciple, but I didn't teach him. I really can't teach this kind of disciple after four hundred years.
When he returned to the hall of the medical hall, there was an old lady reclining on a reclining chair and being served by people. And Zhou Qingfeng was sitting on a small table in a nearby side room, eating roast chicken, his mouth full of oil, very happy. Gu Yuanwei came forward and asked in a low voice, "Disciple, what did you do?"
"I ….? I'm just hungry, I want to eat roast chicken. Master, you won't buy it for me, so I can only think of a way. "There was a big plate of roast chicken in front of the cute Zhou Qingfeng, enough for him to eat for two days.
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