Chapter 29 Romantic Old Student Dove, Yiyibo Love

At the beginning of the night, Gaofu did not feel sleepy. Thousands of candles shone clearly, reflecting every anxious face.

Dongfang Biren looked at the helpless poison doctor, and then looked at Xue Qianwu, who even hung frost on his hair under a few layers of quilts, and his whole heart was anxious.

Should he go to an unknown remote period of return, or should he quietly spend this time with her?

But the final situation is the same. Dongfang Biren can't restrain himself and doesn't think about the worst result.

The eyebrows have never been unfolded from beginning to end. But the once vivid person in front of him will no longer stretch out his hand and stroke his eyebrows.

The ticking sound is more leaking, boredom sounds in the quiet night, and the darkness seems particularly long, but short. When the sky was white, Dongfang Biren's eyes were stabbed with pain.

Gaofu, who was stuffy and panicked, was suddenly shouted like a Rasha sound, breaking the heavy and dignified and bringing people a distracted vitality.

Dongfang Biren looked up and saw the old and young beggars of Shuihu Xianzhai, all dressed in untily and broke in. The tone of high and low varies one after another: "Master of the village! The owner of the village!"

"What happened?" Dongfang Biren asked. His intuition was that the beggar gang had been looted or something else, so he quickly walked out of the tent.

Wu Gang, who ran the fastest, touched his head and was a little embarrassed. He told Dongfang Biren the reason: "The owner didn't return all night. We stayed up late last night and couldn't sleep. We were waiting for the adult to send my master back! Unexpectedly, when the sky was bright, there was no movement, which made the common people anxious. Although Lord Dongfang is famous and honorable, your thoughts about our master are obvious to all! Thinking that the owner of the village is a delicate flower, my lord, I'm afraid that something will happen if you keep her for the night! The village owner is sometimes smart and sometimes stupid, sometimes strong and sometimes shy. In short, everyone is afraid that the village owner will do something wrong, and it is too late to regret it!"

The skinny old student dove also fell in and said, "Yes, so everyone came..."

Wu Gang then continued: "Originally, the beggar gang moved and rushed into your post house first, but I heard the guard who guarded the door said that you and the owner of the village came to Gaofu yesterday and have not returned, so everyone rushed all the way into the Gaofu..."

Dongfang Biren smiled bitterly. If it's really as they imagined, he will be infinitely relieved, and he must be sleeping soundly now.

Wu Gang saw that Mr. Dongfang's face was not good, and he was full of suspicion. He muttered to himself, "Is it too late? The adult has been ruined?"

This word came to the ears of the beggars. They all looked at Dongfang Biren with a strange look, which contained sympathy, some excitement, and a sense of shame for the owner of the village.

If it weren't for the rush, Dongfang Biren would have enjoyed this vision. However, at this moment, in the face of Xue Qianwu's beggar brother, he could not say a word and could only leave in silence.

Wu Gang and others realized that the situation was not good, followed Dongfang Ye, looked into the tent, and all of them turned pale.

They opened their mouths and wanted to shout "the village owner". Receiving the silent eyes of Mr. Dongfang, he pressed the exclamation into his stomach again.

After a while, several more prestigious foreman beggars quietly moved over and looked at the village owner silently, looking sad, but did not dare to ask.

Zhen Zhengjing, an old student, took a closer look, and an unbelievable shock appeared on his face. Regardless of Dongfang Ye's blocking attitude, he reached out to uncover Xue Qianwu's quilt.

Wu Gang said angrily, "What are you doing, old and immortal? The owner of the village has frozen like this, and you still have to uncover the quilt!"

Su Xier saw the old student dove and indifferently issued an order to expel guests: "Gaofu doesn't welcome you. Go anywhere."

Dongfang Biren had expected something and said a little excitedly, "Don't stop, let the learning dove have a look!"

It is also strange that the coldness of Xue Qianwu's body does not have a great impact on the old students. He could touch Xue Qianwu, first turned her eyelids, then looked at her tongue coating, and said thoughtfully, "She is deeply poisoned. One hour later, her life will be in security..."

Dongfang Biren clenched his hand: "Is there any way to learn from the dove?"

The old dove meditated for a long time and sighed, "This kind of cold corpse powder in the village owner is the most toxic one! I saw it when I was young. The ingredients and processes are extremely complex, and about 81 kinds of medicinal herbs are needed! The antidote also needs to be accurately matched. If there is any mistake, the whole problem will be lost.

Dongfang Biren said ecstaticly, "Learn to write quickly, and I'll send a safe person to grab the medicine!" If you can cure them, you are a great contribution. No matter what mistakes you make in the future, as long as they are not murder, I will carry it for you!"

"Are you serious?" The old student was stunned: "Can the mistakes made by the old man also be offset?"

Dongfang Biren definitely said, "As long as it has nothing to do with the murder case, everything can be resolved, and it's on the official."

The old student fell into tears and squeezed his sleeves and said, "Even without the promise of Lord Dongfang, the people will try their best to cure the village owner! Come on, bring me a pen and paper!"

The attendant hurriedly set up the inkstone to grind the ink. The old dove seemed to be separated by so long that many drug names had to be recalled, and sweat penetrated from his forehead layer by layer.

Finally, his head and face were covered with sweat, and the old dove handed a full page of paper to the servant.

Dongfang Biren glanced at the crowd and whispered to the bodyguard: "The medicine can't be faked. It must be strictly controlled!"

The bodyguard who grabbed the medicine went. Dongfang Biren waved his hand and said sleepily, "You all retreat. I will keep the old dove and say a few words for myself."

Su Xier blessed her body, hesitated for a moment, and retreated with Jia Yubo with everyone.

There are only two people left. Dongfang Biren said gently, "Real people don't show their appearance. Do you have a lot of research on the poison of this cold corpse powder?"

Zhen Zhengjing panicked and said humbly, "No, but it's a little fury!"

"You don't have to look outside! You saved her, who is the good elder of my official..." Dongfang Biren added, "There are few cold powders in the world that can be prepared with the most complex ingredients, right? I don't know where to get the secret recipe?"

Zhen Zhengjing had no choice but to answer, "Except for the old man, there is only one person in the world who can match. I still learned this ability from him.

Dongfang Biren asked with a smile, "But the world's first 'poison saint', Mr. Wu Guitian?"

The old dove's eyes were about to fall out, and he looked at Dongfang Biren with admiration.

"I heard that the gentleman is very arrogant, never shows off, and does not want to pass on his lifelong stunts... It seems that learning dove is really a good character!" There is a sound outside the Oriental Biren string.

The old dove's sweat surged wildly, and he wiped it with his sleeves and said, "Your Excellency, don't make fun of it... The turtle grandson who is more self-proportant than the old man is the old uncle."

Dongfang Biren's heart was clear at this time. It's because of these relationships! No wonder the old dove can steal some skills!

Listen to the tone of the dove, it seems that he has a lot of complaints about his uncle. People say that a relative is really a fate. It's hard to get it. You should cherish it!" Oriental Biren is leisurely and authentic.

Zhen Zhengjing coughed and said, "Your excellency doesn't know that in order to study the prescription, that uncle actually took his seriously ill aunt as an experiment! My beautiful aunt, who has been married for less than three years! Every time I think of my aunt's smile before she was alive, I feel sad and angry..."

Dongfang Biren was stunned. As soon as she heard from the beggar, this old dove has a heart of pity, jade and flowers, but she didn't expect that there would be such a complex.

His aunt must be a pure first love that he can't say. It seems that Zhen Zhengjing's love seed, rooted in the source of life and seeps into the long river of life, has long been shaded.

The more Zhen Zhengjing said, the more sad he became, and the old man burst into tears: "After my aunt died, the turtle grandson wanted to succeed me because he had no children... At that time, I was lonely and eager to have a family, but when I think of my aunt's tragic death, I can't forgive him! My aunt is just a girl a few years older than me. She is as beautiful as a fairy, but she went like that! At that time, I only felt colic in my heart, and the pain was dark. I only felt that the best things in the world had disappeared, and I would never have any more intentions... I pretended to recognize him as a son, took the opportunity to learn some crafts, and steal his pharmacopoeia works. One day he found out, he kicked me out..."

Dongfang Biren listened quietly and couldn't tell what it was like.

has always believed that he is an indifferent and secluded doctor who never asks about the world. Dongfang Biren only hates that he has no chance to meet in his life. I don't want Wu Gui's low profile to avoid anyone looking for a teacher to learn art. Once he learns in the future, his achievements will surpass his "poison saint".

"Learn from the dove with literary talent and medical science. Why don't you follow the official career, but fall for half your life?" Dongfang Biren was really puzzled.

"Don't mention it. The past can't be recalled. The mistake has been cast. There is nothing to say..." Zhen Zhengjing shook his head and said, "Please hide what the old man said today in your heart! Otherwise, if the turtle grandson knows my whereabouts and knows that I have learned his cold corpse powder, my heart will be narrow and jealous, and it is inevitable to count me!"

Dongfang Biren nodded and asked thoughtfully, "Will Wu Gui's cold corpse powder poison formula be passed on? According to the dove's opinion, is the poison in your village owner personally prepared by Wu Gui, or has someone learned the recipe?

Zhen Zhengjing shook his head and said, "His turtle grandson has never accepted an apprentice, but he is the only one who has this cold corpse powder... He should not run to Yanlan City to harm the village owner who has no hatred with him! There is another possibility, that is, who stole his medicine!"

Dongfang Biren's face is solemn again. The beggar is naked. Who will have a hard time with her?