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

Tang Qing saw Mu Yingbao off and just as he reached the door, he saw Xue Wenyu dismounting.

"Master? Your subordinate." Tang Qing looked at his master's face and was so scared that he didn't know how to explain.

"Brother Yu, have you finished your business? Are you here to pick me up?" As soon as Mu Yingbao saw the man's face, he knew that it was because Tang Qing took him out of the palace, so he hurried forward and greeted him warmly.

Seeing the person who threw himself into his arms unharmed, someone's face immediately turned from gloomy to bright.

"It was Princess Ziyun who was going crazy. Tang Qing wanted to find out what was going on, but he was worried about others, so he asked me to come and take a look." Mu Yingbao took the opportunity to help Tang Qing explain.

Mu Yingbao really felt sorry for Tang Qing. In order to help his master and the emperor share their worries, he became the consort, which was equivalent to sacrificing his lifelong happiness. Not only did he not praise him, but he also showed his displeasure to him indiscriminately. This was too unfair to Tang Qing.

If Tang Qing was greedy for fame and fortune, he wouldn't have to work so hard. He just needed to please Princess Ziyun.

"Who cares if she's really crazy or just pretending to be crazy, Yingbao, you might as well think of a way to make some medicine and make her really crazy, so as to save yourself from all the trouble. Then you can pick a gentle wife for her." Xue Wenyu said directly after hearing this. Not only was Mu Yingbao stunned by this, but Tang Qing, who was standing closest, was also stunned.

The two of them looked at him eagerly, wanting to confirm whether he was serious or joking.

How could something that could affect the people of both countries be so lightly treated?

Xue Wenyu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the two men. He reached out to hug his wife and put her on the horse's back. Then he climbed onto the horse and hugged his wife in his arms. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered and turned to look at Tang Qing who was standing on the horse. "Well, if you need anyone, look for Lin Chuan." After saying that, he squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the horse started to gallop away.

The horse is no longer as resistant as before with two masters, not because it has accepted its fate. It is because the saying that you are too soft-hearted to take advantage of others is not only for humans, but also for spiritual horses. The mistress feeds it delicious food from time to time, such as fresh carrots, apples, and fragrant beans, and often brushes its hair. So, the horse is too embarrassed to complain about carrying one more person now. Just let the donkey carry it, you will get used to it. However, the horse is also praying in its heart, "It's ok to carry you two, but don't add one more to it after you have children! You should also consider your self-esteem. We are good horses, not ordinary horses that pull carts by strength and eat grass." Lin Chuan took the medicine box from Tang Qing's hand and hurriedly urged the horse to chase after him.

Mu Yingbao, who was riding a horse in front, thought Xue Wenyu would take her directly back to the palace, but unexpectedly, he was heading towards the street.

When they reached the main street, they stopped, handed the horse to his men who had caught up with them, and then took her down the street.

"Going shopping?" Mu Yingbao asked happily.

"Oh, you're not my favorite." Xue Wenyu felt even more guilty when he saw her so happy.

Every time, she is the one who likes to walk around the streets freely, but she has to spend most of her time in the palace, which is really unfair to her.

"Oh, Cao Li is here." Mu Yingbao suddenly ran towards the bamboo basket in front of an old man on the roadside in surprise.

The biggest strawberries in the basket were only as big as a thumb, and some were ugly. But the aroma of strawberries filled my nose.

Caoli is one of Mu Yingbao’s favorite fruits in modern times. Modern Caoli is artificially cultivated, with many varieties, some are very large and have beautiful shapes.

In ancient times, this kind of thing was the only wild one.

Even so, Mu Yingbao was very happy.

"Uncle, how much is this?" Mu Yingbao picked up a pill, sniffed the fragrance greedily, and asked.

"Madam, three or two cents per catty." The old man had not sold even one or two catties since this morning. Even though he saw that the lady in front of him was rich, he did not dare to say three cents per catty anymore, and changed his words to two cents.

In short, I can't go back without a penny today.

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One penny can buy enough salt to last for several days.

A poor family can go without meat for whole months or even whole years, but cannot live without salt. Without salt, one will not have the energy to work, and without work, how can one earn money to support the family?

"Two cents per pound?" Mu Yingbao thought it was too cheap. He reached out and picked up the basket to weigh it. It only weighed about five or six pounds including the basket.

"Madam, how about it? One penny?" The old man cautiously lowered the price again.

Mu Yingbao laughed immediately; "Uncle, I don't think it's too expensive, I just think you sell it too cheaply."

The old man smiled embarrassedly; "This grows on the mountain and doesn't cost any money." "Old man, you have to consider the cost of picking it." Mu Yingbao joked with him. "Old people, no one wants to work, they just eat and wait for death at home, they have nothing to do, so I went up the mountain and saw this fruit, thinking it tastes good, so I picked some and brought them to the city to try. It turned out to be true what my boy said, it was a waste of time." The old man responded with a smile, not too restrained. "Madam, if you like it, I will give you all these, even the baskets, and you just need to give me two cents, okay?" The old man also saw that this lady was kind and easy to talk to, so he risked his old face to negotiate with her.

"Uncle, how can you do business at a loss like this? This bamboo basket is free, right?" Mu Yingbao felt that this old man had a very good attitude.

I didn't complain to her about being poor or anything like that.

"Madam, I made this bamboo basket myself. Bamboo strips are everywhere on the mountain." The old man said

Mu Yingbao wiped his mouth and squatted down. "Old man, can you tell me why you want two

What is the use of money?

"Buy salt." The old man responded without hesitation. He would never buy a bun to satisfy his craving.

When Mu Yingbao heard this, he turned around and looked at Xue Wenyu behind him.

Xue Wenyu just looked at her with a doting face, and he knew that his wife was probably going to do a good deed again.

But I don’t know how my daughter-in-law will help the old man this time.

Because according to his understanding of her, when she helped people, she didn't just give them money directly. She often said that it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

Seeing that he had no intention of urging her, Mu Yingbao turned around and said to the old man, "Uncle, I like this wild fruit very much, but I can't accept such a low price. I'll take it all at ten cents a pound. I also think this bamboo basket is very good, and it's more exquisite than the one sold in the grocery store, so I'll give you another ten cents for this bamboo basket.

How many factories do you have here?"

"Ah? Five catties? No, ma'am, these are wild fruits. Isn't ten cents a bunch too expensive?" the old man asked in disbelief.

"What I like is not expensive. That's sixty cents, right? By the way, old man, if the weather is good recently and the mountain is not dangerous, I will take whatever you draw, how about it?" Mu Yingbao said to the old man, while taking out silver from his purse, converted it, took out a small piece of silver and handed it to the old man.

The old man looked at the silver in his palm. It was the smallest piece in Mu Yingbao's purse. To him, it was a huge sum of money.

The old man looked at the silver in his palm. It was the smallest piece in Mu Yingbao's purse. To him, it was a huge sum of money.

After a while, the old man raised his head and said, "Madam, are you kidding? How much do you really have? How much do you want? Are you counting it in ten cents?"

Mu Yingbao nodded; "Really, no kidding."

The old man rubbed his beard and grimaced in pain, thinking he was not dreaming. "Ah, then I can earn money for my grandson's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, right?"

Mu Yingbao didn't know how much money it would cost to marry a daughter-in-law for a family like this one, but he still smiled and nodded.

Xue Wenyu listened to the conversation between his wife and the old man, smiled and looked up, and suddenly found that someone was staring at this side not far away. When he saw him looking over, the person immediately turned around and got into the crowd...