Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Xue Wenyu just looked at Shang Xiaohu while drinking without saying a word.

Shang Xiaohu felt puzzled, so he looked at Luo Yi on the other side, only to see him also looking at him with a glass of wine in his hand. "What's the embarrassment about you two?"

"She just took the initiative to call you over to eat, do you dare to go?" Luo Yi looked at this silly boy and couldn't help but speak.

When Shang Xiaohu heard this, he immediately exclaimed, wondering how could he have forgotten about this.

"Not really. Didn't you say that the young prince has thought it through and is willing to go with us? Let me tell you one thing first, if that woman really dares to come again, I don't care if she is a woman or not, or if she is your wife or not, or how the young prince protects her, I will chop her into meat paste with a knife and feed it to the dogs." Shang Xiaohu said unwillingly, and used his palm as a knife to make several chopping motions in the air.

"In that case, then go ahead and give it a try. Don't worry, if you really want to chop her up, I promise I won't stop you. Not only will I not stop you, I will also treat you to three days of the best meals at the largest restaurant in the capital." Xue Wenyu said with a sneer, drank the wine in the glass, and watched the three men, young and old, who were messing around by the lake.

The roads have been calm recently, and they are shopping along the way! There are now several more carriages just for their things.

He was not confident in hiring a temporary unfamiliar driver, so he had to let Shang Xiaohu's men do the job.

By the lake, Mu Yingbao stopped under a willow tree and directed Brother Hui and Old Man Tao to first lay out a felt mat and then a Persian blanket on it.

After a while, a small square bamboo table was placed in the middle of the blanket. On the table was a pot of wine, a pot of tea, tea salt, wine salt, and a few plates of snacks.

Tao Qingyuan took Brother Hui to sit by the lake to fish, while Mu Yingbao sat on a blanket, lazily leaning against a big soft chair, eating snacks and drinking fragrant tea, admiring the lake view in front of them.

The lake is very big, and there are lotus flowers in full bloom by the lake.

Not far away from the lake, green willows swayed in the wind, and kingfishers flew high and low over the lake.

"I'm asking you two, can you do this? Do you need my help?" Mu Ying Baohui asked lazily.

"No, I just don't believe that without using your medicine, the two of us can't catch big fish?" Tao Qingyuan said stubbornly without even turning his head.

Brother Hui turned around and smiled at his mother, then continued to stare at the fishing rod on the lake.

Every time they went fishing by the river, lake or river, Mu Yingbao complained that the fish they caught were too small or too few, so he prepared a medicine for them and mixed it with corn flour, so they could catch a lot of fish every time.

I don't know what's wrong with Old Man Tao today. He is stubborn and insists on not using her medicine. He insists on catching big fish with his own ability.

Brother Hui didn't care whether or not to use the medicine bait prepared by his mother. He felt that his great-grandfather was old, so he should stand on his side and make him happy.

Anyway, even if the fish she caught were small, my mother could still cook them deliciously.

Even if we caught very little, my mother would make delicious fish soup.

"Madam, do you want to clean up the pheasants we just shot?" At this time, someone came over and asked, holding three pheasants that were still fluttering.

Mu Yingbao knew this man. He was Shang Xiaohu's subordinate and was temporarily arranged to be their driver.

The carriages that Mu Yingbao and Hui Ge rode in were all driven by Tao Qingyuan himself. Later, he bought a lot of daily necessities along the way and bought a few more carriages, so he had a few more coachmen.

At first, the drivers were very cautious.

Later, when Mu Yingbao and the others made snacks or something, and if they had extra, they would share some with them. After a few times, these guys became bolder.

He even dared to say hello and talk to Mu Yingbao and the other two. Whenever he stopped on the road, he would try his best to hunt game for Mu Yingbao if conditions allowed.

They were all soldiers who had fought in the battlefield with Shang Xiaohu. Their martial arts and archery were top-notch. Hunting wild game was no big deal. The more they hunted, the better. Madam could cook the extra and share it with them.

At first, he was assigned to be a coachman. He didn't dare to complain, but he was unwilling in his heart. After eating the snacks given by Mu Yingbao, he forgot his original identity after a few times. What's wrong with being a coachman? A coachman is assigned to drive for someone, right? For example, now, driving for this lady, the treatment she enjoys is much better than her own master, the Xue Shizi, and the Luo Daxia.

While driving the carriage, I would occasionally chew a piece of the salt and pepper dried fish, beef jerky, or fried chicken steak made by my wife. It was so delicious.

So, as soon as they stopped and tied up the carriage, the three brothers took their bows and arrows and went into the nearby woods, harvested three pheasants and quickly sent them over.

"Oh, that's great. That's Xiao Xiaotu, right? Those two are busy fishing, so I'll have to trouble you to clean them up." After Mu Yingbao finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the carriage.

I found a few necessary seasonings, went back to the lake, rolled up my sleeves and started making the seasonings.

Xiao Tu's surname was Tu Yilang. He was very skillful and quickly prepared the three pheasants according to Mu Yingbao's request. Mu Yingbao then asked him to help pick some lotus leaves.

Brother Hui looked back and saw that someone was doing something next to his mother, so he didn't come over and continued fishing.

He remembered what his mother said: fish from the sea, lake, river and stream all have their own unique flavors.

Along the way, I have eaten sea fish, fish from rivers, and fish from the lake, but I have not tasted lake fish yet.

Although I had eaten a lot of fish when I was in the capital and Youcheng, I didn't notice any difference at that time.

"Great-grandfather, it doesn't matter if you can't catch any fish, don't feel stressed.

A pheasant, we have food for lunch. "Brother Hui saw that the old man was a little impatient, so he quickly comforted him.

"Shut up, kid, and don't disturb the fish." Tao Qingyuan said unhappily.

Tao Qingyuan was not unhappy at all. On the contrary, he felt that every day was so beautiful since he started walking outside with Mu Yingbao.

Just like now, although Brother Hui's identity has changed, the relationship between Brother Hui, himself, and that girl has not changed at all.

Brother Hui still respectfully called him his great-grandfather, and the girl treated Brother Hui like her son, doing all the odd jobs like washing the floor.

Some were fishing, some were busy collecting pheasants. Some people not far away never took their eyes off this place. "Oh my god, these bastards, have you forgotten who they belong to? They are born slaves. They have only been driving with them for a few days. Do they really think they are drivers?" Shang Xiaohu looked at his men, who were following the woman around and fighting with her. He was so angry that he stood up and was about to go over.

Brother Hui still respectfully called him his great-grandfather, and the girl treated Brother Hui like her son, doing all the odd jobs like washing the floor.

Some people were fishing here, and some were busy collecting pheasants. Some people not far away never took their eyes off this place. "Oh my god, these bastards, have you forgotten who they belong to? They are born slaves. They have only been driving with them for a few days. Do they really think they are drivers?" Shang Xiaohu looked at his hands.

He was so angry that he stood up and was about to go over to the woman who was following him around.

"I advise you to think it over carefully before going there." Luo Yi looked up and reminded.

"What's wrong with me teaching my subordinates a lesson? Is it not okay?" Shang Xiaohu was furious. His subordinates killed wild chickens but did not send them to him, the real master, but instead gave them to the bad woman who had plotted against his master. He absolutely could not tolerate this, not to mention that he had not tolerated it for a day...