Chapter 87 I like you
Wen Yao was surprised and turned his head to glance at the squatting guard. The guard understood what he meant and stood up and flew towards Bai Rang's yard.
Jiang Qiaosheng let go of her hand, and the old man with a white beard immediately moved away from her. He snorted coldly and reached out to adjust his collar. Then he glared at Jiang Qiaosheng and pointed at her: "Who is this girl? She has absolutely no manners!"
Jiang Qiaosheng wasn't angry at all. He smiled at Wang Fu and said, "You're right. I really don't care about etiquette."
Wen Yao covered her mouth and pushed her behind him: "She doesn't understand... The old man is a rejuvenating master, and his reputation as a miracle doctor is known throughout the world. Don't bother with her, come and sit down."
"I won't sit down. I'm not coming to Bianliang City! I'm just passing through! Just passing through! She saw me on the way and dragged me over!" Wang Fu's temper was not ordinary. He had a good relationship with Yan Cang, but even so, when Yan Cang asked him to do something, he would just push him over and say, "I'm leaving!"
Wang Fu flicked his sleeves and turned to leave. The next moment, the secret guard who had left at lightning speed returned, holding someone in his hand.
Bai Rang, a man who never left his house, was so frail that he started creaking and groaning like his master when he was carried all the way here. He was disoriented upon landing, and when he suddenly saw Wang Fu, he was stunned for a moment before tears welled up in his eyes.
"Master!" He rushed out and knelt down, hugging Wang Fu's thighs. "You came back to see me? I haven't seen you for many years. I miss you so much!"
Wang Fu's legs were held tightly, as if tied to a heavy weight, weighing him down and unable to move. He secretly tried to pull them free several times, but failed. Looking down at his disciple's tearful eyes, Wang Fu clenched his fists uncomfortably and coughed softly. "Yes, yes, I stopped by to see you... Now that I see you're doing well, I'm relieved. It's still early, so I'll leave now. Remember to practice your medical skills diligently and save the dying and the wounded."
Bai Rang's voice suddenly choked in his throat, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face.
Wen Yao stood aside and winked at him. Bai Rang suddenly had an idea and gritted his teeth, holding Wang Fu tightly and refusing to let him go. "Master! I have encountered a person who has been poisoned by the previous dynasty's drug, Ghost Lantern. I am inexperienced and helpless. Please give me some advice, Master!"
Wang Fu stood still, his eyes sparkling as he stroked his beard. "Oh, Ghost Lantern? This is a secret medicine from the Jiang Dynasty, only known in ancient books. It should have been extinct long ago... Where is that person?"
Jiang Qiaosheng stood aside with his arms folded across his chest, smiling as he said, "That's me, old man."
Wang Fu stared at her for a long moment, then suddenly waved his hand: "It's incurable! It can't be cured! I'm leaving!"
Bai Rang, hanging from his legs, screamed miserably, "Master, you are a kind-hearted doctor! No one has ever been able to untie the Ghost Lantern from ancient times to the present. After much thought, I think you are the only one in the world who can try, Master!"
"Master Wang, I apologize to you for my earlier disrespect." Wen Yao bowed respectfully to Wang Fu and said, "Qiao Sheng is like my sister. You saved her life. From now on, Wen Yao will be at your service."
"Hmph, Wen girl, you already said this when I saved you ten years ago. Can you say this oath twice?" Wang Fu ruthlessly exposed Wen Yao.
But he didn't want to leave. He pointed at the medicine box in Luo Jiu's hand and the bag on his shoulder and said, "Go and build a sun-proof yard for me and a medicine shed. I want to grow medicinal herbs."
The servants beside him looked at Zhao Xuanxu.
Zhao Xuanxu nodded slightly, and someone immediately came up to take Wang Fu's gift and go to clean up the yard.
Wang Fu glanced at him and said, "You look much better than you did a few years ago. Come here."
In the past, he was the one who took care of Zhao Xuanxu's health.
Zhao Xuanxu walked over slowly and sat down in front of the stone table in the pavilion. Wang Fu calmly raised his hand and placed it on his wrist.
Wen Yao was about to ask how Zhao Xuanxu was doing, but before he could finish his words, he saw Wang Fu's eyebrows raised, his eyes widened, and he asked in extreme surprise: "Huh? He actually broke through the Yuan Yang?!"
Although Mr. Wang Fu is old, he walks briskly, is in high spirits, and has a voice like a bell. His words are loud and clear, hitting everyone present on the head.
The breeze blew through the branches, and there was a dead silence.
Wen Yao suddenly shut his mouth and eyes and stood there motionless.
Zhao Xuanxu responded calmly and even picked up the teacup to pour a cup of tea for Wang Fu: "So what if the Yuanyang is broken?"
"Oh, it's okay, no impact. The harmony of yin and yang is a good thing." Wang Fu was surprised because he thought that Zhao Xuanxu would be lonely for the rest of his life like his annoying master.
He stroked his beard and continued to feel Zhao Xuanxu's pulse. After checking Zhao Xuanxu's physical condition, he couldn't even utter the words he usually used to advise young people to be moderate.
The essence and blood are abundant, the yang energy is internal, and everything is going well.
Wang Fu said, "The problem is caused by your heart. You are much better now. If you can resolve the problem with the Burning Heart Technique, you will be fine."
After saying this, he glanced at Jiang Qiaosheng and said, "As for you, girl, come with me and pour out a bowl of blood. I want to see if there's a thread of this legendary unsolvable ghost lantern."
Wang Fu's arrival further energized the already bustling Yan Palace. Bai Rang, no longer a regular guest, began visiting his master daily. Under Wen Yao's watch, Jiang Qiaosheng was forced to report to Wang Fu's compound daily. After bloodletting, he had to prepare herbal medicine. While waiting for the medicine, he had nothing better to do, so he chatted with Bai Rang.
"During the time I was away, I not only cut off the arm of Feng Jimin's right-hand man, but also shot an arrow into his shoulder!" She said smugly, pretending to be reserved, "Let's just call it revenge for Xue Ke."
"Wow." Bai Rang also applauded politely: "Great!"
Xue Ke stood aside, remaining silent no matter what Jiang Qiaosheng said. Wen Yao lay on the side, reading a storybook, biting a shortbread, his eyes gradually shifting towards him. Xue Ke's reaction was very sharp. As soon as Wen Yao's gaze moved away, he turned his head and looked back, just in time to meet Wen Yao's eyes.
Wen Yao weighed the book in his hand, nodded and smiled at him.
Life was peaceful in Prince Yan's Mansion, but things were not peaceful outside.
The question that had been debated in the court for the past two days finally had a resolution. The emperor made the final decision, accepting Northern Liao's offer amidst the clamor of his ministers. He selected his attendants and prepared to dispatch an envoy, carrying Han Zhao and the money, to Northern Liao once again.
As soon as the news came out, the whole country was in an uproar. Most of the people from all walks of life, including scholars, farmers, merchants, and artisans, cursed the Tianshui officials for being spineless and knelt down to the Liao devils.
There was another thing besides this, that is, Bu Guanlan had finished his business with Chu Yutang and was preparing to return to Liuli Island. Chu Yutang was hosting Bu Guanlan and specially chose a small restaurant at the city gate for the reception.
Wen Yao sat by the window. Hearing the noise outside, he reached out and pushed the window open a little further. Outside the window was the street, where children were running around, singing and playing. The rhymes were childish, but implicitly they mocked the weakness and incompetence of Prince Yong's party and the eunuchs' deception of the emperor.
"Listen." Chu Yutang shook his head: "This has been the situation in Bianliang City these past few days."
"Prince Yong and Grand Tutor Wang didn't want the military officers to become too powerful and advocated for peace. This is a fact, and it's understandable that they were criticized." Wen Yao leaned his elbow against the window. "But what does this have to do with Song Mingde?"
Chu Yutang said, "It is said that when Your Majesty was deciding on this matter, Governor Song also agreed to advocate for peace."
"Yeah."
This kind of thing, originally, might not be known to anyone except the emperor's close ministers, but now it has spread all over the city and everyone knows about it. Wen Yao doesn't believe that there is no one deliberately fanning the flames.
She raised her eyebrows: "Forget it, let's not talk about the bad things today."
"Not bad." Chu Yutang smiled, looking elegant and dashing in his silver-white gauze gown. "It's rare that His Royal Highness Prince Yan isn't here today, only the three of us. Come, let me toast Brother Bu first. After this batch of goods is gone, I don't know when we'll see each other again."
Bu Guanlan drank a glass of wine in silence, then looked at Wen Yao and said, "You're staying in Bianliang City?"
Wen Yao picked up the meat: "Hmm."
Bu Guanlan: "Prince Yan has a military post. If one day Tianshui and Bei Liao go to the battlefield, will you go with him?"
"Just go ahead, why not just ignore it?"
"Brother Bu, Brother Bu, look, the Xingyi Sword has changed a lot." Chu Yutang sighed and shook his head: "It used to be a disappearing immortal outside the pass, but now-"
Wen Yao was eating: "I am considered a married man, can it be the same as before?"
A smile slipped from Chu Yutang's lips, but only for a moment. Immediately, he smiled again and replied in a drawn-out voice, "Yes, yes, yes."
Bu Guanlan lowered his eyes and suddenly said, "Prince Yan is not bad, he is worthy of you."
The ghost market owner's wine glass suddenly turned in his hand and was firmly grasped in his hand. Chu Yutang raised his eyes and looked at Bu Guanlan with an ambiguous expression.
Wen Yao nodded calmly: "Of course he is very good."
Bu Guanlan: "If there is anyone in the world who can abandon everything and leave with you, it is only him."
So, madness has its advantages. Others, living in the mundane world, are constantly entangled in the pursuit of fame, wealth, and family relationships. Only a rebellious individual like Zhao Xuanxu, who shocked the world, could completely ignore all concerns and cut ties with them.
Bu Guanlan said calmly, "In my heart, I hope you're happy. If you have the chance, get away from him as soon as possible."
"Okay!" Wen Yao could naturally hear the sincerity in his words and raised his glass to toast Bu Guanlan: "I know my limits."
"Yeah." Bu Guanlan nodded slightly, raised his glass and drank it all.
Chu Yutang's palm was still on the wine glass, without moving.
The meal lasted a long time until someone hurriedly came to report that Ayin had woken up from her nap. Such a large caravan, with so many people, was waiting for a child to wake up before setting off. No one thought there was anything wrong.
Wen Yao saw it in his heart and understood that Bu Guanlan really took good care of Xiaodao and Ayin.
Bu Guanlan stood up and said, "Let's go."
Wen Yao and Chu Yutang stood up together and sent Bu Guanlan downstairs. Xiaodao hugged Ayin, and Ayin reached out for her as soon as she saw Wen Yao. Wen Yao smiled and hugged her, admonishing her: "Go back and listen to your brother. Don't strangle your brother if there is nothing wrong."
It's almost been strangled.
Ayin blushed shyly.
Bu Guanlan turned sideways and his eyes fell on Wen Yao.
"Let's go." Wen Yao smiled and waved his hand casually: "I'll go to Liuli Island to see you some other day."
Liuli Island is very far away from Bianliang, but when Wen Yao talks about it, it seems as if it is very close.
Bu Guanlan nodded, walked over to a shiny black horse, and mounted. Xiaodao and Ayin, who was holding a bamboo cat head, also boarded the carriage, and the convoy left in a grand procession.
Wen Yao and Chu Yutang stood at the city gate, their figures getting smaller and smaller until they were almost invisible.
Bu Guanlan remained straight throughout, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. Luo Jiu, however, couldn't help but glance back when he almost lost sight of Wen Yao. He sighed and said to Bu Guanlan, "You two are truly the most accomplished martial arts masters. You don't express sadness at parting, you're as carefree as in the storybooks."
Bu Guanlan lowered his eyes slightly: "As long as we are alive, we can meet each other eventually. Why be sad?"
"Don't you intend to explain?"
"There's nothing to say."
"You obviously like her."
"Do I have to say it if I like someone? I know she has someone she loves, and she loves him too, which is great." Bu Guanlan continued under Luo Jiu's strange gaze, "Liuli Island is too small for her, and I won't give up the Bu family. There's no possibility between her and me. I knew long ago that expressing my feelings wouldn't do any good."
Ever since Wen Yao arrived at Liuli Island with the caravan, Bu Guanlan had felt he was peculiar. He always felt that if a person was too free and open-minded, it could become a kind of coldness at the extreme.
How is it that there is someone who talks and laughs with you, who is so close to you, but is like the bright moon at sea tide, which you cannot catch in your palm?
Ordinary people couldn't keep Wen Yao, so now here came Zhao Xuanxu, who was also outside the secular world.
Bu Guanlan had nothing to say, he understood that some people were destined to be together by heaven and it was just the right fate.
Come on, this is too annoying.
Luo Jiu shook his head, not understanding, and whipped his horsewhip and walked away.
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