The love marriage of Bai Yueguang and cinnabar mole

Gu Feizhou took the footbath to find the maid to ask for hot water. Halfway there, he suddenly heard the exclamation of Weixinghu, and saw that person sprinting towards him.

"Feizhou, I haven't told you yet, what happened in the palace today? What happened, please see if you missed anything." After speaking, Satellite Lake began to punch on the spot.

Gu Feizhou looked at the little Douding who was wearing a bib and punching in front of him, and his youthful appearance flashed in his eyes.

Under the sun, the young man who was flying freely and radiantly smiled and said, "What will you do without me? What will you do?"

Sima Xianyao was dismissed and returned to the Sima family. The government and the public watched quietly, what would happen if the two most powerful families in the world were torn apart? What kind of result would it be?

But for two or three days in a row, Mr. Sima remained silent, leaving no trace of the grass on the wall.

There was a lot of discussion among the people, saying that maybe the Sima family was not as good as before.

On this day, in a common herbal medicine shop in Lihua Nong, the shopkeeper was wiping away the abacus dust, when a horseshoe neighing suddenly startled him.

This is a slum, so it's easy to see? You can't see horses, the horses that dignitaries and dignitaries have.

Hongfeng got off the horse, and asked an old woman by the side of the road, "Is this the Zhou Family Medicine Store?"

Grandma nodded, but then said in a low voice: "Don't go to his house to buy, his house is expensive and fake."

Shopkeeper Zhou went out when he heard the sound, and shouted at his grandma: "Where did the old man come from! The filthy man is innocent!" After speaking, he looked at Hongfeng, and saw a man dressed in red standing on the muddy and snowy road. The young man in black boots? It is exactly the end-eyed Huarong, the youth is in full swing.

He was carrying a sword behind his back, shining brightly in the sun.

Shopkeeper Zhou wiped his eyes, only to see a big ingot falling from the sky, shining on him!

"Hey! Is the guest officer going to buy medicinal materials? This is a century-old brand in my family, and no one can deceive you!" Shopkeeper Zhou's wrinkled face was full of smiles, and the grandmother beside him sighed helplessly after hearing this. Tone, walked away on crutches.

Hong Feng took out a silver ingot from her bosom, and handed it to shopkeeper Zhou, and when the man reached out to pick it up with golden eyes, he suddenly retracted.

"Is there someone named Zhou Fengyuan in your store?"

Shopkeeper Zhou thought he had heard it wrong, and after repeated confirmation by Hongfeng, he wiped off the drool that had slipped out because of the silver ingot, and put on a gesture of disregarding the relationship and said: "Oh, guest officer, what are you looking for? What is he doing? If he owes money outside, then I don't care about it at all. "

"You don't have to worry about what I'm looking for him for, just bring him over to me, this ingot of silver is yours."

Hong Feng put the "silver ingot" on a branch beside the tree.

After half a cup of tea, a skinny? Small? Boy was dragged out. It was almost the end of the year, but he was still wearing single clothes, with four or five patches on his body, his face was black and black, and there were several welts on his arms. Obviously abused for a long time.

Shopkeeper Zhou threw the man on the ground, only then did Hongfeng realize that Zhou Fengyuan was actually a fourteen or fifteen-year-old kid?!

This……

Before Hong Feng could be surprised, shopkeeper Zhou cursed and said, "Well, you little bastard? I'll feed you and clothe you, but you're going out to cause trouble?"

Zhou Fengyuan wiped away the tears from his eyes with his hands, his dark face turned white, "I didn't, I have been working in the backyard and didn't go out."

"You still dare to speak hard?" Shopkeeper Zhou stretched out his hand and was about to hit him, but was stopped by Hongfeng.

Shopkeeper Zhou saw that the silver on the branch was still there, so he immediately changed into a smiling expression, and said to Hongfeng as if spitting bitter water: "Your official, don't you know? The child is my elder brother's posthumous child. His mother died a few years ago, so he was sent to me. I gave him food and clothing. Who knows? He also went out to cause trouble, as you have seen. I'm a small business, but I can't afford to pay off his debts. If he has any disputes with you, you can take him away, even if you beat him to death, it doesn't matter."

Hong Feng asked in confusion: "It doesn't matter if you beat him to death?"

Shopkeeper Zhou rubbed his chin and smiled, "This little boy has no household registration, even if he dies, the government will not be able to match him."

When Hong Feng was poked at the sore spot, his heart turned cold. He looked at the slippery and tricky shopkeeper in front of him, and felt that this kind of person would not be happy if he was frustrated.

"He doesn't have a household registration, so do you have one?"

"Senior official, of course I have what you said. I am a good citizen."

Hong Feng nodded.

Shopkeeper Zhou: "Your Majesty, I have already brought it to you, so what about the money?..."

Hong Feng threw the "silver" to shopkeeper Zhou, and the man immediately put the "silver ingot" into his mouth and bit it, Hong Feng thought, it's a pity that no poison was applied.

After shopkeeper Zhou left, Hong Feng helped Zhou Fengyuan up. His body was bruised and purple, new wounds covered old wounds, and his eyes were timid, not daring to look at anyone.

"They abused you?"

Zhou Fengyuan didn't answer, but said: "I don't know you, and I don't have money for you."

"I don't want your money, I'm asking if they abused you?"

Zhou Fengyuan shook his head, "No...no, high official, I have no money for you, I have to go back to work."

Hong Feng sighed, and lifted the man onto the horse, Zhou Fengyuan said in horror: "What are you doing?"

"I don't know either? What am I doing?" After Hong Feng finished speaking, she got on her horse and rode away.

In the hall of the Shen residence, Zhou Fengyuan was sitting on a chair with a gorgeous cushion. The half-worn cushion was embroidered with brocade.

He saw his own pitch-black nails, and drew back his fingers again, but there was still a black fingerprint on the mat.

He was terrified, and immediately covered the palm print with his body.

After a while, a few people walked in, one big and two small?

The older one is a young man? He is wearing an expensive white fox cloak, with tassels hanging from the ribbons in his hair. He has an immortal air about him that makes people dare not look directly at him.

Zhou Fengyuan hurriedly lowered his head, only to see two little Douding on the ground looking up at him suspiciously, so scared that his soles slipped and he almost fell off the chair.

"He's Zhou Fengyuan?" The white-clothed man opened his mouth and said, "Why? So small, and so dirty? No one there has a household registration. Did you make a mistake?"

At this time, the man in red who brought him back nodded and said with embarrassment: "That's right, the people there have no household registration and no name. How can they have such a fancy name?" Yes, he's the only one. Even if he really made a mistake, it's still..."

The man in red? Suddenly fell silent, looking suspiciously at the two peas on the ground.

At this time, among the two Doudings, the small and fat Douding suddenly put his hips on his hips and said to the man in red: "Feizhou can't be mistaken."

Zhou Fengyuan's head was going to be confused, but he heard the little bean sprouts on the ground? Douding said: "Are you 16 years old this year?"

The man in red? He said without hesitation: "He's so thin? Why? Maybe 16 years old."

Zhou Fengyuan's heart skipped a beat. The bean sprouts looked only four or five years old, but he showed a deep gaze that seemed to see through everything. The most important thing was that he was really right.

Although he is thinner than his peers? A lot, but he is indeed 16 years old.

Zhou Fengyuan nodded and said softly: "I'm sixteen."

Bean sprouts nodded, "It's him."

The little fat man shouted loudly: "Hear that? No, it's him!"

Zhou Fengyuan was even more confused. Although these two children were not as tall as the table, they obviously shocked the young people on the opposite side. What's the reason?

He didn't understand.

"Okay." Xiao? Fatty raised his arms and called out, "Take him to take a bath quickly, and let him see Feizhou after the bath."

The man in white frowned, "What are you doing in the shower? I'll read it now, and I'll wash it after I finish."

"No, he's too dirty." The little fat man pointed at the chair and said, "He doesn't take a bath and has been sitting for a long time. Your chair? The cushion? It's also going to be dirty."

The man in white? Closed his eyes, "This chair? Cushion? I don't want to keep it. I'll throw it out after he reads it."

Zhou Fengyuan was startled, what??Such a good cushion? And this good mahogany chair? Are you going to throw it away like this?

At this time, the little fat man stuck out his tongue at the man in white, held Bean Sprout's hand, and raised it up, "Come on, see a doctor for him."

Zhou Fengyuan was confused, how could he see a doctor!

Although he has been working in the black-hearted uncle's medicine shop, his uncle's house guards against him more than thieves, and has always only let him do the hardest and most tiring carrying work, and the details of the medicinal materials are not allowed to him. Do it?

What's more, even if he is asked to do it, it is useless. The uncle's family sells fake medicines. They don't even know how to get a happy pulse. The medicinal materials sold have killed several people, all because of cheating After escaping the catastrophe, the folks in the village gradually stopped buying medicine, and maybe next year at the latest, the medicine shop will close down.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fengyuan pinched the hem of his clothes awkwardly, shook his head and said: "I don't know how to see a doctor, I don't understand these things. You have found the wrong person, I am just carrying medicinal materials in the store."

"What are you kidding!" Xiao? The chubby face wrinkled into a little? bun?

"I...I don't know how to see a doctor!" Zhou Fengyuan stood up anxiously, shaking his hands, "You have found the wrong person! I really don't know how to see a doctor!"

The man in red frowned and said, "At such a young age, even if you really know how to see a doctor, how much experience do you have in consultation? Can it be successful?!"

The man in white said: "In the file you read, only his name and date of birth are written, but not the specific diagnosis and treatment process of the plague? If so, wouldn't it be enough for us to make the medicine ourselves?"

Bean Sprout put his hands in his pockets, "Shortly after Lao Qi took office, he wanted to check the specific revenue and expenditure of the national treasury, but with a big torch, all the books for many years were burned away, and the file room was gone. When I have When viewing the vertical scrolls of previous years, you can only see the supplementary content.”

Bean Sprout spread his hands together, "By that time? The plague had already been resolved, and those who made up the records were lazy and skipped it."

"What?!" The man in red took a few steps back, "That is to say, you don't know at all? Why? Solve the plague and let us stay with you for so long!"

Little Fatty hurriedly defended, "I'm not afraid, you're a cultivator, and you're already in the foundation building stage, what are you afraid of?"

"I've said it many times! Immortal cultivators haven't become immortals after all. They are all human beings. If they are human, they will get sick! I will also get the plague."

Zhou Fengyuan opened his eyes wide.What??This man in red? Is he the legendary cultivator?Is it a quasi-immortal?But why? So young? Isn’t it a little different from what the storyteller under the overpass said?

The storyteller said see you? Immortal cultivators have to kneel and kowtow, so should he kowtow?

"What is the plague you are talking about? Huh? Is there a plague in Chang'an City?" Zhou Fengyuan's weak question was ignored.

The bean sprouts on the ground coughed and said loudly: "The records I have seen are that after Zhou Fengyuan solved the plague, the imperial court gave gold and silver fields and a large house."

His sharp gaze swept across the two young men opposite, "Why did the court just give him a reward, but didn't leave him in the Imperial Hospital?"

As soon as Bean Sprouts said this, everyone was silent, only to hear him continue to say every word: "I guess, maybe it's because he doesn't know how to see a doctor at all, but solved the plague by accident."

Little? Fat Dun responded immediately, "Yes! That's right! It was a mistake!" After speaking, he turned to look at Zhou Fengyuan, "Young man! Are you ready to save the world by mistake?"

Zhou Fengyuan was completely stunned, his mind was blank.

He's just a small, mistreated little character, what? Suddenly he's on a mission to save the world?

Shen Kang lowered his eyes, and Hong Feng took Zhou Fengyuan away.

Zhou Fengyuan was suddenly pulled out by a strong force, only panic remained in his heart, and he shouted: "No! You let me go! Help!"

Everyone in the house: "..."

Shen Kang asked his servants to throw out the chairs and cushions that Zhou Fengyuan sat on, and scrub the places where he stayed with the dew collected in the morning.

He lazily looked at the two old children on the ground, and said to Gu Feizhou: "You told me before, let the imperial concubine adopt the seventh prince? She has already agreed. I also went to the queen to ask for mercy. I think there will be a result soon."

Shen Kang covered his mouth with a handkerchief, "I hope it is true as you said, the plague will take away the lives of all other princes."

In the next few days, Zhou Fengyuan was cleaned and turned into a clean boy, but it still couldn't solve the fact that he knew nothing.

Wailing in the room every day, "Let me out! You have found the wrong person! I don't know how to see a doctor!"

Satellite Lake murmured weakly, "Can this work?? I think he's unreliable..."

Gu Feizhou also felt unreliable in his heart, but it was indeed so written on the file, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Do you think I'm unreliable?"

"No no no, what do you do? You can compare with him." Satellite Lake didn't dare to say more.

On Xiaoyue's New Year's Eve, a letter came from the palace, saying that the emperor had allowed the noble concubine to adopt the seventh prince. The noble concubine held a banquet in her own palace, and invited Weixinghu and Gu Feizhou to live in Xiaoyue.

Satellite Lake looked at the small red dot on Gu Feizhou's body, and fell into anxiety...

The author has something to say:

0.0 The 6th chapter of this book will be over. Regarding the new book that will be published next, I would like to ask everyone for their opinions.

The author intends to choose a book between "My Bamboo Horse Is a Cultivator of Immortals" and "My Dad Is a Heartthrob Running With the Ball".

A "My Bamboo Horse Is a Cultivator of Immortals"

This book is from Yan Wuji's perspective, written in sand sculptures, about chasing his wife emotionally, and dog food.

B "My dad is a heartthrob running with the ball"

This book is from the cub's point of view, a warm daily farming article, focusing on the growth of family love, supplemented by the feelings of the parents.

0.0 Everyone can vote in the comment area~~~

感谢在2021-06-0521:06:56~2021-06-0621:34:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Fengqi Wugu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!