The scheming empress starts by conquering men

The people around were startled. It was understandable that the witch doctor, who had no martial arts skills, didn't notice the sudden appearance of the person, but even Jia Er didn't notice him.

Jia Er became alert and frightened, drew his sword and turned to point it at the person who came.

Damn it, how could someone suddenly appear out of nowhere? Is the guard outside dead?

"How dare you!" Shaodian Sishui shouted, and looked at Jiaer sternly; "Back off."

Jia Er obeyed the order, put away his knife and took a step back.

Shaodian Sishui looked at his master with sparkling eyes. He still looked the same as always, wearing a mask.

She walked quickly forward and bowed with her fists clasped.

"Master, I pay my respects to you. Master, why are you here in Bianjing now? Didn't you say that you can only come to Bianjing when Chenyue and Huaixu are here?"

Chen month is March, and Huai month is April.

It was just the Spring Festival, and her master said that she couldn't leave Gushu Village for the time being and would have to wait until after the New Year. It would take until March or April for her to arrive in Bianjing.

But now, just after the Spring Festival, the master came.

This means that Master left Gushu Village years ago and he does not feel any discomfort. Could it be that Master has recovered?

Although Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong was wearing a mask, it could not hide the smile on her face.

There was a hint of excitement and admiration in his eyes.

"It's a long story. I'll tell you in detail when I have time. Saving lives is the most important thing."

Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong took out the silver needle and strode towards the bed. When he passed by Shaodian Sishui, he patted her shoulder and gave her a reassuring look.

Just a simple look gave Shaodian Sishui great encouragement. The feeling was indescribable. It was as if she, who had always been vigilant, suddenly developed a strong sense of security in her heart.

He was not even afraid of the disturbance that might occur during the morning court session today.

Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong used her internal energy to press the acupoints on the person on the bed. She inserted the needles so quickly that her hands turned into afterimages.

Shaodian Sishui's attention was not on his master, but on the person following behind his master. The person had his head lowered and was holding a guqin in his hand.

As she was looking at the man, he just raised his head.

Shaodian Sishui's expression paused slightly. She was a slave rescued from the death row camp in Sucheng. How could she be with her master?

She remembered her senior brother saying that he would let her come to Bian Jing after this dead slave recovered, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

The slave saw the look from his master, held the guqin in his hands, and quickly knelt down.

"Your Majesty, I greet you. This ancient zither is a Spring Festival gift from you, ordered by Master Xuanyuan."

But they arrived a little late. Normally, they should have gone into the city long ago, but they happened to meet that old woman on the way and were teased by her.

Who would have thought that the old woman was actually the master's teacher.

Thinking of the old woman pretending to be sick from time to time on the road and using money to tempt her to buy a lyre, the dead slave felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, she could stand the test, otherwise... She raised her head slightly and glanced at the mother-in-law's back. She would have probably been killed by her long ago.

Anyone who is not a guard and is accepted by Shaodian Sishui as his subordinate will call her "Master" instead of "Your Highness".

Shaodian Sishui nodded in understanding, took a step forward and took the seven-stringed harp from her hand, and asked her: "What's your name?"

The dead slave raised his hands and bowed; "Please give me a name, my Lord."

She was a dead slave, with only a serial number but no name.

Shaodian Sishui lowered his head and looked at the guqin in his hand. After thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice, "From now on, you will be called Jian Hezhen."

Hezhen means guqin, and it is not bad to name it after the guqin.

Jian Hezhen?

The slave was stunned for a long while, he was so excited that he couldn't react. Not only did she have a name, but the master also gave her a surname?

Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong, who had finished the acupuncture, stood up and turned around, looking at the kneeling dead slave happily and hummed.

"Well, Jian Hezhen, not bad, not bad. Jian is the surname of the Sixth Princess's father. His Highness can give you the surname of her father, which shows his recognition of you. Hezhen is also called Guqin. What are you standing there for? Why don't you thank the Lord quickly?"

The slave finally reacted and kowtowed excitedly, each kowtow was very firm.

"Jian Hezhen thanks the Lord for giving me a surname and a name!"

Shaodian Sishui looked back at his master strangely, then looked back at Jian Hezhen.

What’s going on? How come these two people are so familiar with each other?

Or did the two know each other from the beginning, or perhaps the slave had changed his mind?

"Alright, stop kowtowing. If you keep kowtowing, your face will be ruined. You are ugly to begin with."

Before Shaodian Sishui could speak, Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong spoke first.

However, Jian Hezhen did not listen to Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong's words, but kept kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

Shaodian Si Shui glanced at Jian Hezhen and saw that she was still kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, not listening to her master's words. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If this person was familiar with the master, then she would really doubt whether her senior brother had deliberately arranged to take her to the death row camp and take this person away.

It's not that she is suspicious, but the world in the book makes her worry and fear every day, and many things change too fast, so she has to be on guard.

"Get up." Shaodian Sishui spoke.

"Thank you, Lord."

After Jian Hezhen stood up, he looked at his nose with his eyes and then his heart with his nose.

She tried to keep herself calm, but for some reason, every time she thought of her own name, her chest heaved up and down with excitement.

Jian Hezhen, Jian Hezhen!

She has a name now, a name with a surname.

She was so excited. She had never thought that one day she would have her own surname and given name, names that only nobles and aristocratic families had. She, a little slave, actually had a name.

This is enough to show how much the master values ​​her. In this life, she will definitely follow the master's lead and will not let down the name bestowed by the master.

Shaodian Sishui saw that Jian Hezhen was a little excited. Without saying much, he turned to look at Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong next to him, and his eyes fell on Ruizi on the bed.

Without her asking, Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong knew what she was thinking with just one look.

"Don't worry, she is safe and will be fine after a few days of rest."

With her around, no one would die under her nose. Even if they couldn't be saved, it would take some time to save them. What's more, this person just lost too much blood, and it wasn't a difficult disease that could be cured.

"Thank you, Master." Shaodian Si Shui's face was full of smiles.

"Hmph!" Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong snorted coldly, with a stern mother's look in her eyes; "Take some time to improve your acupuncture skills. If I hadn't come today, wouldn't it be that innocent people would have lost their lives in vain."

"Master, I taught you everything you know, and it was you who told me that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. How come you forgot what you said?"

"You've memorized all those medical skills by heart, but you can't do it at the critical moment?"

Shaodian Sishui's back stiffened. It was over. The master was about to start talking again.

Every time the master showed this expression of "a strict teacher produces an excellent student", he would talk endlessly.

"Master, you are right." She nodded obediently and smiled. "Master, have you had your meal?"

It is better to eat first. After all, one should not talk while eating or sleeping, and the master will not talk while eating.

Afterwards, she won't dwell on the matter anymore.

"Hmph!" Xuanyuan Zhuoqiong did not point out her deliberate attempt to please and change the subject. Instead, he said, "Eat, eat, eat. You still have the heart to eat? Come with me. I have something to tell you."

Shaodian Sishui: "..."

Well, there’s no way to avoid it.

Shaodian Sishui sighed deeply, told the witch doctor to take good care of Ruizi and the old woman, and left the pharmacy with Jiaer and Jian Hezhen.