Chapter 68 Going to Buy Horses
She wrote that a kind old lady gave a bowl of water to a thirsty beggar by the roadside. The beggar drank half of it and then threw the other half onto the eaves of her house.
In the middle of the night, lightning struck and fire broke out, burning down all the houses on the street, except for the old lady's house, which remained unharmed.
Do good deeds without expecting anything in return; Heaven will take care of the rest.
Lu Qingqing wrote several chapters, and finally the main event arrived.
Her eyes suddenly brightened, like a night owl coming out to hunt for food.
Straighten your shoulders and swing your wrists.
Of course, she couldn't be so kind as to give Ning Xiuwen a golden key to knock on the door.
A gold brick needs a touch of romance and beauty to embellish it!
She wrote that Sima Yan had sex with a hundred women in one night.
She painted a scene of Ximen Qing battling a beautiful widow.
She wrote and drew pictures of a palace banquet, with a red mandarin duck sash hanging on the madman's waist.
Hehe, I wonder what kind of expression Mr. Qushan would have when he sees this.
...
She wrote a few pages interspersed with her writing, then cleverly glued the four corners of those pages together.
After finishing the essential parts, I will continue to write about extraordinary people and events.
Lu Qingqing's enthusiasm waned.
It's late, and I'm a little tired. I'll write more tomorrow.
The next day, he continued making medicine, writing books, and teaching his family to read.
On the third day, Sixi came to report that Ning Xiuwen had boarded Cui Shitou's donkey cart with a basket and was heading to the city.
Lu Qingqing and Sixi quickly got into the oxcart, arrived in town, and then switched to a horse-drawn carriage from a caravan company.
They entered the city gate first.
Ning Xiuwen was dressed neatly and looked presentable. He was carrying a basket of eggs, and there were also several books wrapped in blue cloth in the basket.
He then went to the pork stall and bought a pork knuckle.
Then we headed to Mr. Qushan's house, which we had inquired about beforehand.
As I reached the corner, I suddenly bumped into a child.
"Splash—"
The basket fell to the ground, the eggs broke, and the yolks spilled all over the floor.
"Ouch! Your egg is broken!" the child screamed.
Ning Xiuwen's face turned pale.
These eggs were bought by my mother from the neighbor. She didn't eat any of them and put them all in the basket!
She said that as long as she could be favored by her husband, even if she had a chance of passing the imperial examination, all the hardships would be worth it.
Now it's better not to have brought it at all!
Fortunately, he was quick enough to save the book from getting it stained with the broken eggs.
"What have you done? Pay up!" he roared at the child.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was in a hurry to deliver a book to my young master and bumped into you. I picked it up for you." The boy squatted down, his voice trembling, as if he was about to cry.
He reached out to pick through the eggs that looked intact, but ended up scratching a cracked one too.
But Ning Xiuwen stopped cursing and kept his eyes fixed on the ground.
On the ground, there were still the child's scattered books.
The Amorous Affair Between a Cold-Blooded Killer and a Courtesan
The Scholar and the Beautiful Ghost
How to Master Lightness Skill
...
One of them caught his full attention.
100 Strange Tales from Around the World (Part 1)
"Young master, there are still ten good eggs left. I'll clean them for you..." The boy buried his head and wiped the eggs one by one with his clothes.
But there was no reply.
Looking up, I saw Ning Xiuwen walking away with his shoulders hunched and his steps hurried.
"Hey? Young master, your balls, your balls..."
Unexpectedly, Ning Xiuwen ran as soon as he heard the shout.
He shouted, he ran, and the more he shouted, the faster he ran.
Alright!
It's impossible to catch up now.
"I really didn't do anything wrong, you stole it yourself."
The little boy's face was covered in grime, revealing Si Xi's bright and energetic little face.
"Hehe, I also made a basket of eggs. This one is edible... This one didn't get dirty, so it's edible too."
"Alright, let's go!" Lu Qingqing called out to him.
"The evidence needs to be destroyed quickly, and the eggs need to be sold!"
Lu Qingqing took Sixi to the morning market and sold the half-broken eggs in a basket at a low price.
They earned thirty coins and the two of them happily ate four large meat buns.
I also bought a string of candied hawthorns for Sixi.
I strolled around the morning market again and bought some chili seedlings.
"Let's go check out the horse market."
What are you going to the horse market for?
"Let's see if we can find any good horses."
"Does this mean we're going to buy horses?" Sixi asked incredulously, his eyes already gleaming.
Horses, like carriages, are a man's favorite.
Even little Si Xi couldn't escape it.
Upon hearing that Lu Qingqing wanted to buy a horse, he jumped up excitedly again.
"I heard from Grandpa Changsong in the village that horses are intelligent and can save their owners when they are in danger."
"The best is the Akhal-Teke horse, whose sweat is red, but only generals can ride it."
"Not everyone in the army has a horse; only those of high rank do..."
Si Xi used to hang out in the village and heard a lot of stories, but he had never experienced them himself.
Some things are true, some are false; others are too young to distinguish.
Often, when he mentions something, Lu Qingqing will explain it to him, refreshing his understanding.
She discovered that Sixi paid special attention to things in the military.
It's probably because of his father.
His grandmother said that Uncle Changsong had once secretly reminded her that Sixi had asked him what age one could join the army, which might mean she had some ulterior motive.
This silly kid doesn't know that joining the army is a life-or-death situation, and it's incredibly cruel.
Fortunately, after following her, he is now wholeheartedly determined to become a junior doctor.
"Sixi, I have a question. You said that the sweat of the Akhal-Teke horse is red, so wouldn't the rider get his pants all red?"
Four Joys and One Speechlessness
Oh right?
"If the general wore a light-colored outfit, wouldn't his bottom turn red as soon as he got off his horse? Like he's menstruating?" Lu Qingqing said again.
No way?
Si Xi's expression was somewhat horrified.
"Oh, no way! Horses have saddles." He suddenly remembered.
A soft chuckle came from the side.
A young man in fine clothes leisurely followed behind them, clearly having overheard the conversation.
Lu Qingqing took a look.
This person was handsome and refined, with a faint smile always playing on his lips, giving him an innocent appearance.
It turned out to be the "clever person" who was kidnapped by Fu Leng but refused to receive a blood transfusion.
What a small world.
"What are you laughing at?" Sixi asked bluntly.
"I'm sorry," the person apologized.
"It wasn't intentional, I just found it interesting to listen to you guys talk."
It's just a conversation, what's so interesting about it? This person is just making fun of them.
Four Happiness Faces still don't look good.
The man then smiled and said, "As far as I know, the sweat of the Akhal-Teke horse is not actually red. It's just that because its fur is red, it gives people the illusion of bleeding when it sweats."
Si Xi glanced at Lu Qingqing.
Lu Qingqing smiled. This person's statement was one-sided; it was just one phenomenon.
She also has a more scientific explanation.
The Akhal-Teke horse does bleed, but not sweat.
It is because the capillaries in the shoulders and neck of the Akhal-Teke horse are very developed. After running hard, some of them will rupture and flow out mixed with sweat, so people say that it flows out red sweat.
But Lu Qingqing didn't want to talk to this person any more.
He's very clever; who knows if he'll recognize her as the doctor who draws blood in the courtyard?
"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, young master."
Like any ordinary young lady, Lu Qingqing thanked them gently and then left with Sixi in her hand.
"Young master, isn't she the village girl who got into a fight with someone in Liuyun Village before? How come she's changed so much now?" the young waiter beside him asked in surprise.
Yes, things have changed a lot.
If I hadn't seen how she cornered someone that day, leaving them speechless, I would have really thought she was a gentle girl!
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