Menghua Past Book

Chapter 15 If life is just like the first time

In the early autumn morning, the misty rain in Meishan after the rain is hazy.

The continuous green mountains seem to be caged in a layer of gauze. The humid air has a slight fragrance mixed with thousands of herbs in Meishan.

Pharmaceuist Valley is hidden in these rolling mountains.

In a flat place halfway up the mountain, several blue-gray houses are staggered. See or there are bamboo buildings and wooden attices. Quiet and comfortable.

Huo Lingxiao was in his room in the morning, carefully weaving a jade ear. Yu Suizi is bright blue. Several strands of silk thread interspersed back and forth in Huo Lingxiao's hand. Huo Lingxiao is obviously not good at this. The knot was removed and removed. After a long time, it was not knotted like the green ears placed on the table.

"Oh, let's see that it's the owner of the Pharmacist Valley. It's obviously Miss Jiao in the attic. Let's make a knot and count when to see you again!"

Bai Zhi, a disciple of Pharmacist Valley, brought tea and looked at Huo Lingxiao's slightly frown. Laughing.

Bai Zhi is Huo Lingxiao's sister. The two have studied medicine together since childhood. The difference is only a few months, and they are like sisters. Therefore, Bai Zhi also laughed at Huo Lingxiao without mercy. In terms of medical skills, Huo Lingxiao is the most outstanding one of her fellow sisters. Even the master sighed that her talent is rare and she is full of medical books; but in terms of miscellaneous things in daily life, Huo Lingxiao is too stupid. When I was a child, I asked her to cook, and every time it was either raw or burnt, and once I lit the kitchen, and then I didn't dare to use her anymore. Therefore, she is determined not to do miscellaneous work. However, some time ago, she had to work hard to learn embroidery, but she was pricked by a needle every day and had to give up. After editing a simple Yu Suizi, Huo Lingxiao still had a helpless expression.

"What are you talking about?" Huo Lingxiao stood up, half ashamed and half annoyed.

Bai Zhi smiled and handed her the tea. Although Bai Zhi is the same year as Huo Lingxiao, she knows more about the world than her:

"You girl is really strange. In the past, there have been so many children of the family, Wang Sun Juxun, and Jianghu heroes who showed their favors to you. Why did you get together for less than a month and hurriedly got engaged? Besides, even if you marry him, it's not a high climb. He should treat you well. Why should you please him like this? You know, the medical skills of Huo Lingxiao, the pharmacist, is unmatched, which is enough for you to gain a foothold anywhere. Why do you have to learn from that vulgar woman and do these things that you can't do?"

"I always look forward to what I can do for him carefully like such a vulgar girl... He should be good to me, and why should I not be good to him? I want to marry him, not for fame and wealth. He married me, not because I am the pharmacist valley owner..."

Huo Lingxiao's secluded way.

"No matter how strong a woman is in such a thing, she is still a little woman!" Bai Zhi said, "What's so good about him?" If there is anything particularly good, why is it unknown?

"He naturally has his good, and not all people have to win the world's fame!"

Huo Lingxiao said. After saying that, he looked at Bai Zhi's smile and couldn't help blushing.

Huo Lingxiao gently bit his thin lips, and his thoughts returned to early spring. In early spring, his father had a cold stomach, and Huo Lingxiao went to Huangzhou to take care of his father. In order to facilitate Huo Lingxiao to take care of her father, Yi Feng specially arranged a place for her. That's why I met the man with clear eyes and gentle temperament.

As soon as she arrived in Huangzhou, Yi Feng sent several people to pick her up. She is also a son and daughter of the world, with a little pride and not shyness to salute the visitors. The calm young general Mu Hanxing, the heroic and cheerful Guan Xiang... Several people came all the way to laugh with her and tell some anecdotes about Huangzhou. During the conversation and laughter, we arrived at the barracks. She didn't even notice him all the way except for looking at the beautiful teenager at the first sight of the salute.

Help my father diagnose and treat him. His father's illness is not very serious. He prescribed a mild prescription. Just take more care of it. She was slightly relieved, and because she ran all the way, she slept soundly on the first night in Huangzhou until she was woken up in the morning.

is the next room, and I heard someone scolding in the early morning.

"Who let you fall asleep on the table?" The low scolding was a cold star, and the wooden stick pounded on the table.

"Sorry, I was wrong." The low voice is Yi Hui's voice.

"Have you finished copying the book?" Han Xing took it and put it on the table. It was the Warring States Policy that he was ordered to copy last night.

Respectly handed the copied article to Han Xing, and Yi Hui lowered his head:

"There are still two pages left to copy. I'm so sleepy that I'm going to bed..."

"Do you remember the rules I set? You're still two pages away, and I'll hit you twenty boards, are you convinced?" The cold star is not high, but it is cold without any temperature. The snow next to the room shook his heart and his scalp was numb. If you copy something, you must finish copying it at night. It's just two pages. Why do you have to beat people? The cold star I saw the day before yesterday has always been a faint smile, gentle and calm, making people like a spring breeze. How can it be so unreasonable?

biting his lip and taking a breath, Yi Hui quietly went to the table, lifted the hem of his shirt with his hand, and tucked it on his belt. His hands are on the desk.

With a crack, the stick fell on his body, and Yi Hui's body couldn't help trembling.

did not leave him a chance to breathe, and the stick in Han Xing's hand fell on Yi Hui's buttocks. The stick in Han Xing's hand is not thick, but Han Xing is a person who has practiced martial arts and has great strength. He had the intention to make Yi Hui suffer a little, and Han Xing's strength was also a little harder.

Han Xing's body trembled slightly, his hands tightly grasped the edge of the table, and his joints turned white, so as to divert the continuous invading pain on his body. His lips have been bitten out of blood, and his forehead is also covered with sweat.

I forgot a few days ago, and one morning before six or seven, the cold star stood in front of his tent. He was told to move his clothes and daily necessities out of the large tent where he used to sleep with the soldiers, saying that he wanted to give him special guidance. At that time, the soldiers also joked that the marshal's son was unusual. He lived in the camp for a month and experienced enough life. He was still more delicate and spoiled to eat and live well, which was not comparable to ordinary mud legs. Since that day, Hanxing has set many rules for him. During the day, he had to train with soldiers and cross-country training. When others ran ten miles, they let him run fifteen miles at the same time. Often when others could go to rest, Han Xing asked someone to go over and practice handdown for an hour. If he didn't do it well, he immediately attracted Han Xing's whip, punched and kicked, and was not even allowed to eat. Every night, he finds a book and asks him to copy it. If you copy a wrong word, you have to change a new page of paper. One less is ten sticks.

He can't remember how many beatings he has suffered in the past few days, his pain, fatigue, sleepiness, hunger... He doesn't know how to survive these days. Yi Hui was not without suffering. When practicing martial arts, the master asked for a high-tempered and grumpy, and he had been beaten a lot, but he was not like this. In the past, it was my fault to be beaten. I didn't do it well. Through hard work, I can correct it and I can do it well. But now, Han Xing's requirements are completely beyond his tolerance. Han Xing didn't even adjust his time to take a break. And Yi Hui didn't know the requirements of the cold star. He will add requirements at any time, just like picking up Dr. Huo yesterday. At night, he kicked Yi Hui hard, saying that he had neglected Dr. Huo. I don't know how many times Yi Hui has experienced such a reckless disaster in the past few days.

Yi Hui doesn't know why Han Xing treated him like this. In the army, although Han Xing ruled the army severely, he was not a kind person, and he had always been gentle and reasonable, but now he punished him so cruelly. Yi Hui doesn't know when such a day will end. He didn't tell anyone. There were big accounts around him. The soldiers listened and talked about it in the camp. Han Xing beat him severely that day and warned him that he could sue his father. However, how dare Yi Hui do that? Yi Hui naturally knew that in his father's heart, Han Xing was valued by his father, and he was just a traitor who made a big mistake and was easy to be ignored. What's more, his father ordered Han Xing to guide him and said that he should respect Han Xing as a brother. If he made a mistake, he would let Han Xing beat and scold him.

Yi Hui couldn't see any light and could only grit his teeth and endure it.

The twenty boards finally passed, and Han Xing threw the wooden stick on the table. From the moment he was ordered to copy the book, Han Xing came with a wooden stick, which was placed on the desk and spurred him from time to time. In the past few days, Yi Hui has indeed not escaped the lesson of this arm-thick wooden stick. He doesn't know what he has been beaten like. It's already black and purple. Even the friction of his clothes on his body made him breathe painfully.

Yi Hui gritted his teeth and stood straight:

"Thank you for the lesson!"

Han Xing ignored Yi Hui's choking and trembling voice, raised Han Xing's chin with his fingers and looked at him with fierce eyes:

"Lift up your eyes and look into my eyes!"

The domineering order of the cold star.

Every time I teach Yi Hui a lesson, Han Xing always orders like this.

He tried his best to raise his eyes, and Yi Hui's dark and bright eyes were full of tears, foggy, with a look of fear, timidity and appointment-like helplessness.

The cold star snorted coldly and put down his chin:

"Don't forget to groom your father-in-law! How old are you? You still urinate all the time!"

The cold star turned around and left.

Yi Hui suddenly collapsed on the table and burst into tears.

The moment the cold star left, Huo Lingxiao could no longer sit still. She got up from **, quickly dressed up and ran to the door next door.

Yi Hui has been standing at the door, his face is a little pale and his eyes are slightly red and swollen, probably because he didn't have a good rest. However, he looked very calm, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth and bowed to salute:

"Morning, Miss Huo!"

Huo Lingxiao was stunned and didn't know how to speak.

She thought that Yi Hui was now hiding in the house and complaining about herself, crying or cursing angrily.

I never thought that Yi Hui was as calm as if nothing had happened.

"Morning!"

biting his thin lips, Ling Xiao said.

"I'm going to say good wishes to my father."

Yi Hui smiled and turned away.

In an instant, Huo Lingxiao seemed to feel that he had dreamed just now. The scolding and whipping next door were empty and dreamed.

Looking up, it was Yi Hui's upright posture, but when he took a step, he trembled slightly and looked at it, he was enduring the pain.

In the morning, I invited my father to have breakfast together. Huo Lingxiao wanted to boil medicine for my father. Huo Shuhang knew his daughter's filial piety and agreed with a smile.

Huo Lingxiao ran to the military stove to find casserole and other items, just to pass a military drill ground. Huo Lingxiao couldn't help being curious and stopped to watch everyone's exercises.

There are also more than 100 people in the drill field. The men in military uniforms held long guns and, under the leadership of the leader, made neat movements one by one, picking, stabbing and jumping. Their shout made the ground ring. The stabbed long gun also shouted with the wind.

Looking carefully, the leader is still Yi Hui. He is agile and vigorous, and a long gun dance is majestic. It is completely indebable that it is a man who is still staggering in the morning.

With the closing, a group of people stood neatly.

"Everyone has practiced well. Thank you for your hard work. Take a quarter of an hour!" Far from the side, Mu Hanxing ordered. He smiled and was very kind.

Then a few more people were called over:

"Zhu Hao, you guys are still the most unskilled. Many places are not in place. You can't get the essentials. You have to practice hard." He also ordered Yi Hui: "You go to the side and practice again!"

Yes, Yi Hui said. Before leaving the long gun in his hand, he practiced with Zhu Hao and others again.

Every move is very serious and hard, and Yi Hui's body is still agile and vigorous.

Huo Lingxiao looked at this scene not far away and felt sad.

At noon, Yi Feng sent someone over and said that he would hold a family banquet and invite Huo Shuhang and Huo Lingxiao home. Huo Lingxiao went back to the room to prepare. Before he walked to the room, he heard a sound from the next room.

"Oh, Yi Hui, I'm really sorry for you, but my old Zhu is too stupid to learn it, and it makes you get fucked with me." A very strong man's voice. It's about the thick man I saw this morning.

"I'm fine, Lao Zhu, don't feel guilty. I'll teach you later when I have time!" Yi Hui's voice.

"Is this board all right? Why don't I help you take medicine? Look, you live here, and no one will take care of each other. This board is too much, and the ten boards are also like this. It doesn't hurt where I touch it now!" Old Zhu Dao.

"No, I'm fine. I've been beaten constantly since I was a child, and I've been rough and thick. Lao Zhu, you take some medicine, and there will be drills in the afternoon..."

"Then I'm leaving..." Lao Zhu's voice.

Huo Lingxiao was secretly shocked. It seemed that Han Xing hit Yi Hui again. The reason was probably just that Yi Hui taught Zhu Hao martial arts and didn't teach him well.

I want to see Yi Hui, but I don't think it's good after all.

Huo Lingxiao helped Huo Shuhang out of the barracks, and Yi Hui arranged a carriage at the gate of the barracks.

I passed by a corner and heard soldiers gossiping on the other side.

"Some people say that Yi Hui is not the son of the marshal, but the adopted son? I don't know if it's true?"

Huo Shuhang and Huo Lingxiao couldn't help but stop.

"Is it possible? If it were a biological son, how could he be thrown into the barracks as a soldier? Even ordinary people, with martial arts like Yi Hui, how much do they have an official position? Another said.

"Yes, look at these days, I don't know what's wrong with the Mu system. He doesn't like what Yi Hui has done. It's either a punishment or a beating every day. To put it badly, this dog still depends on its owner..."

Huo Shuhang hummed and took a few steps to the people.

"Mr. Huo!" Several people hurriedly saluted.

"If it's okay, practice well. How can you chew your tongue like a woman!" Huo Shuhang reprimanded.

Several people nodded quickly and said yes.

"Dad, is what they said true?"

Huo Lingxiao took his father's arm and couldn't help being curious. He asked sideways.

I meditated for a moment, Huo Shuhangdao

"This is a long story. Yi Hui is the son of Yi Xianggong and his ex-wife. In those years of war, his father-in-law was still on the front line. When he fled, Yi Xianggong's ex-wife abandoned the Yi family. The old and weak of the family fled, and the difficulty can't be said. The father-in-law also buried hatred for his ex-wife. When they fled, Yi Hui was only a teenager and took care of his grandmother and sister. On the way, he even lost his biological sister and Han Xing's sister who lived in Yi's house at that time. His father-in-law was busy and didn't have time to take care of him, so he sent him to Jiaxing's younger brother to study martial arts. It turned out that he also came back a few days a year. He only stayed in Huangzhou last winter. Father and son rarely get together, and the relationship is a little weak. Yi Hui, a child, was very bright at first sight, but now he is too weak and rarely speaks. So. It also gave this group of people a chance to chew their tongues.

"I also saw the Mu system. At first sight, he still felt a gentle person. He was so young and not open-minded. Did he treat Yi Hui because he lost his sister? How many years have it been? I have been competing with a teenage child, and my sister has also been lost..."

Huo Lingxiao thought angrily.

"Mu Hanxing is also a genius. He is young, good at both literature and martial arts, and good at leading troops. His martial arts and strategy are not comparable to ordinary people in the army. Yi Hui's identity is special and his personality is more gentle. It may not be good to practice more.

Huo Lingxiao sighed and stopped talking.

Yi Feng is a general of Huangzhou and a marshal who controls the northern defense line, but Yifu's mansion in Huangzhou is not a mansion.

At the end of an alley in the east of the city, the three-entry house, the word Yifu can be found on the door frame at the gate. The green tile house is not luxurious.

When Huo Shuhang's car stopped, Yi Hui stood at the door in blue.

Watch Huo Shuhang get out of the car and quickly walk to the front:

"Mr. Huo, Miss Huo, please..."

Because he was discussing Yi Hui all the way, Ling Xiao couldn't help looking at him a few more times, with a slightly pale face, a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, and humble and meek. A pair of eyes are very clear, with a slight unconcealed fatigue.

"Miss Huo, be careful..."

Because she had been thinking nonsense, when she entered the door, Huo Lingxiao did not pay attention to the high threshold and suddenly fell out. Fortunately, Yi Hui grabbed her quickly.

"Thank you", Huo Lingxiao was still in shock, stroked his chest and smiled at Yi Hui.