"Husband, you can eat now! Do you want to eat in the lobby downstairs? Or should we eat in the room?!"

Jin Zhini ran over jumping and stretched out half of her head toward the first room.

In order to avoid leaking secrets, Yang Ming booked half of the rooms on the second floor of Lingxiao Pavilion. The first room was used to receive messengers, and the second room was where Yang Ming and sisters Jin Zhiyuan rested!

"In half an hour, my husband will take you to the market. Feel free to eat something outside! But the food in Lingxiao Pavilion is also good. You can ask the inn to leave some meat, and you can continue to eat when you come back in the evening!"

Yang Ming rubbed his temples. He had received many messengers today. This life of wandering was indeed difficult, and he had to make the final decision on everything big and small. It always felt like there was no end to it!

Knowing that she could accompany her husband to the market, Jin Zhini was stunned at first, and then she ran to the inn owner. He wanted to order the best meat, so that her husband would have the strength to continue working after visiting the market.

After Jin Zhini left, Jin Zhiyuan walked to the first room full of thoughts. After finding that there was no one else in the room, she quietly walked over and snuggled into Yang Ming's arms.

"Husband, we sisters did not do a good job and did not tell our husband in time about the trap that Xiao Yu sent us. In fact, in our hearts, our husbands are all invincible. We did not expect that a King of Han would appear halfway..."

A short while passed, but there was no response from Yang Ming. Jin Zhiyuan stopped drawing circles with her left hand on Yang Ming's chest. She was a little panicked. She was afraid that her husband was really disappointed in them!

So she secretly raised her head to look at Yang Ming, only to find that her husband was explaining Jin Zhini's work one second, and the next second he was so tired that he fell asleep sitting on the ground, drooling all over the floor!

The sight of Yang Ming working hard for life in front of her made Jin Zhiyuan feel a little distressed. She took a somewhat shabby blanket and continued to sit next to Yang Ming, hugging the man who could protect her from the wind and rain!

As soon as the time for a stick of incense passed, Yang Ming woke up!

Since overcoming the tribulation, he not only possesses profound internal strength, but also has super abnormal recovery ability. With these two magical skills, he has reason to believe that as long as his nutrition keeps up, nine times a night will not be a problem!

It was fine at first. Jin Zhiyuan hugged Yang Ming and sat on the desk, recalling every moment of their acquaintance.

I don’t know if she felt safer hugging Yang Ming, but Jin Zhiyuan also slowly became sleepy! She lay on Yang Ming’s chest, using Yang Ming as a pillow, and fell asleep!

"Oh! This silly girl didn't go back to her room to rest when she was sleepy!"

Yang Ming carefully moved out of his body, stared at the beauty in front of him, shook his head, and gently carried her back to the bed in the next room, letting her have a good sleep!

After going out, Yang Ming felt a little regretful that he had made a promise to Lin Wan'er easily without thinking about it, saying that he would never have an indescribable relationship with any woman before taking her to Yang's house in an eight-carriage sedan!

It's better now. He sees these enchanting sisters dangling in front of his eyes every day. He just doesn't dare to break his promise and discuss it further, which results in him suffering from internal injuries!

Sister Jin Zhiyuan is one of the most beautiful beauties. Even the old man passing by the two of them would stare at her, not to mention Yang Ming is a real boy scout!

Yang Ming wanted to visit the market, but he actually wanted to see if he could find talents or meet a knowledgeable elder.

Because at this time, Yang Ming needs an expert to solve his doubts. The strange phenomenon like the Shenshi Mountain makes Yang Ming, a staunch atheist, scratch his head for a while!

It was extraordinary to see something that could make Sun Simiao, who had always been a celibate person, become curious and willing to stay at the Shenshi Mountain camp!

"I know how to pick out isolated people to attack, and I know how to avoid the trap set by Third Uncle and Elder Yuan. But in the process of being hunted by hundreds of people, I still dare to commit crimes frequently!"

"Who is this guy? Does he have an IQ, or does he have a negative IQ?"

Yang Ming muttered to himself all the way down the stairs. While he was thinking about the problem, he didn't look at the road carefully, so he bumped into a young man who was walking upstairs and knocked him to pieces, making him thump a few times.

Then roll downstairs!

"Ouch! Oh my god! This damn thing is made of stone!"

The young man was holding his bruised and bleeding head, rolling on the ground in pain, cursing at Yang Ming, and his expression was very painful.

After hearing the screams, Yang Ming came to his senses and hurried downstairs to check the young man's injuries. After seeing that the young man's head was still bleeding, he took off his robe, tore it off, and applied pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding.

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The stairs of Lingxiao Pavilion are all made of wood, and the young man made a loud noise when he rolled down the stairs. Coupled with the sudden scream, it immediately attracted a lot of onlookers.

"Wow! So much blood was shed, I think we have to pay a lot of money!"

"Tch! How can such a short staircase fall like this?!"

"Alas! Today's young men are so inexperienced. I think back then..."

Facing the melon-eating people pointing and pointing around, Yang Ming became depressed. Those who said that the people in ancient times were simple and warm-hearted people stood up for me!

Let’s see if I’ll slap you to death. The blood is almost drained, and there’s no one to help!

"Oh! What a pity! What a pity for such a good robe!"

"He's just a servant. I don't think this robe is worth anything!"

"This man has fallen like this, so please be kind to him!"

A middle-aged man with a rosy complexion cut through the crowd and moved forward. Those people who were watching the excitement and did not mind the trouble were left behind. They were about to open their mouths to refute, but when they saw the middle-aged man, they swallowed the words that came to their lips.

Go back!

"Master, do you mind if I lend a hand?"

After the middle-aged man put down the bamboo basket full of herbs on his back, he squatted down to check the head injury of the young man who was hit by Yang Ming and rolled down the stairs!

Yang Ming was speechless. You have already started checking directly. Is it possible that I can still refuse? Besides, you carry so many herbal medicines with you, you should have some medical skills, right?!

"I don't have any objections, but I would like to ask you, do you know any medical skills with so many herbs in your bamboo basket?"

The middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves, picked some prunella vulgaris from the bamboo basket, took out a tool to pound it, and then applied it directly on the young man's injured head. The wound was quickly visible to the naked eye, and the bleeding was stopped.

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"Haha, no, no! I'm just a villager in the mountains. I occasionally practice elixirs in my free time. I don't know how to practice medicine! But I still know a little about some commonly used hemostatic herbs!"

Yang Ming saw that Prunella vulgaris not only had the effect of stopping bleeding, but also seemed to have some swelling and pain relief properties. So he rolled his eyes and realized that there was still a large open space in the Shenzong Forest that had not been developed, and it could be used to plant Prunella vulgaris!

This thing is very simple to plant, has rich functions, and is of great strategic value. If it is artificially planted on a large scale, it can be used as combat supplies in the future attacks on Goguryeo and Turks, which can reduce deaths caused by injuries and blood loss!

"Thank you for your help. If it weren't for your magical herb, this kid would have bled to death! I have an unkind request. I wonder if this big brother can lend me a step to speak!"

It is rare to meet an alchemist who knows how to pick herbs, so Yang Ming will not let it go easily. This alchemist is a rare talent. As long as he uses it properly, he can indeed withstand thousands of armies!

Of course, Yang Ming doesn't want to live forever, nor does he want to make elixirs.

But he had a sudden idea and wanted to use the two days of rest in Qizhou to ask this middle-aged man to help him get some hemostatic powder and plasters to meet unexpected needs!

Yang Ming's guard realized belatedly, and after the middle-aged man stopped the bleeding of the young man Ma, he showed up and took over the injured young man to take care of him. Yang Ming, on the other hand, invited the middle-aged man to have a drink and talk!

"My lord, Yang Ming, I wonder what I call this eldest brother?!"

When the middle-aged man passed by Lingxiao Pavilion, he found Yang Ming going down the stairs. He knew a little about the art of physiognomy, and Yang Ming, a wealthy and noble man, had a face that was rare to see in a hundred years!

So he secretly observed Yang Ming's every move after he hit someone.

After a brief observation of Yang Ming, he was extremely satisfied with the results. This pampered young man actually ignored his identity, bent down to help the injured young man, and even tore his clothes to save him on the spot!

This performance of calmness in times of crisis, this pattern of not being troubled by secular classes, makes the middle-aged man very happy.

He finally met the perfect candidate for his son-in-law!

Yang Ming is not only handsome and dignified in appearance, but his character and appearance can surpass that timid Fu Dequan by a few blocks!

Although he had watched Fu Dequan grow up, and they were family friends with the Fu family. But as a reclusive master, he didn't care that his son-in-law was a bullshit governor!

Since the great war between the Fu family and the Zhao family in Qingzhou, in order to stabilize the influence of the two families in Qingzhou, to get the Fu family out of trouble and prevent their clansmen from being assassinated, Fu Dequan chose to marry Zhao Jingkong!

The news of the marriage between Fu and Zhao also made the middle-aged man furious. In front of his daughter, he smashed the jade pendant sent by the Fu family to marry Liu Yan'er with one palm!

This Fu Dequan was so shameless. His father was gone, and he wanted to unilaterally terminate the engagement without consulting Liu Chengu, his uncle, in advance. He just made his own decision and married the Zhao family's daughter, which immediately cut off the contact between the Fu and Liu families!

If Liu Yan'er hadn't still been obsessed with Fu Dequan, and if it weren't for the fear that his senior brother would be unable to rest in peace, Liu Chengu would have wanted to break into the Qingzhou Governor's Mansion and slap Fu Dequan, a little beast, to death on a stone pillar!

Half a year later, on a dark and windy night, Fu Dequan secretly rode a fast horse to Qizhou alone. Under the cover of darkness, he ran to the Liu family to plead guilty.

Seeing Fu Dequan being bullied into such a useless state by the Zhao family in Qingzhou, he was a little glad that he didn't entrust his daughter to him, otherwise it would be too late to regret it!

In fact, every time Liu Chengu picked up the bottle and drank alone and got drunk, he was thinking about whether he should sneak to Qingzhou and kill a Zhao family retainer every time when no one was paying attention, so as to provide for his daughter.
Chapter completed!