"Hahaha, Sun Weng wants to accept Chunfeng as his disciple? Hahaha, I can't ask for it, but I can't ask for it." Sun Simiao is also a very famous doctor. He wants to accept Li Chunfeng as his disciple, but Yuan Tiangang is too happy.

Li Chunfeng said in his heart: "Let me study medicine, forget it." He is a poor student, so he should not interfere in such things as saving lives and helping the wounded.

Originally, he just wanted to do something good, but why did he make an episode? Li Chunfeng was a little depressed at this moment, but he couldn't refuse directly, so he could only temporarily change the topic: "Hungry, Master, Sun Weng, let's carry Jiugong into the house first."

"Ah?" Sun Simiao realized that he had ignored the patient and couldn't help feeling embarrassed, "Okay, OK."

No longer mentioned accepting Li Chunfeng as his disciple. Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang carried Jiugong and sent him to Jiugong's residence.

"Master, I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble again."

"Nine Duke, don't say such things, and don't call us masters. We are monks. Just call us Taoist priests. Once the time comes, we will leave here."

"But the master..."

"Okay, don't say it anymore. You are hurt and need to be meditation."

"yes."

After sending Jiugong back to the room, the three of them came to the main house. Li Chunfeng couldn't help but ask, "Master, what is the relationship between this Jiugong and us?"

"Nine Duke?" Yuan Tiangang shook his head and sighed, "Hey, his previous master had served as an official in the Great Sui Dynasty, but with the destruction of the Sui Dynasty, the people in this mansion died, ran away, and caught him. Now he is the only one left."

"Master means that this mansion was left by a high-ranking official of the Sui Dynasty?"

"Yes." Yuan Tiangang said, "He is the only one left in such a big family."

Sun Simiao said: "This mansion belongs to the King of Qin, but in order to attract your master to the Literature Museum, I will give you residence."

"Oh, so that's it." Li Chunfeng nodded.

Stepping on the stone steps in front of the main hall, there are railings made of good marble on your hands, and it is cool and smooth to get it. While walking on Wang Dong, he sighed at the exquisite craftsmen of ancient times.

Looking at the time, it was already noon. Yuan Tiangang said: "On weekdays, Jiugong is responsible for food, clothing, housing and transportation. Now Jiugong cannot get out of bed, so we have to rely on ourselves."

"Haha, why not do this? Today I am here and invite your master and apprentice to have a meal." Sun Simiao made a rare generous reply.

After hearing what Sun Simiao said, Yuan Tiangang couldn't help but smile and nodded: "Okay, let Mr. Sun spend a lot today."

Sun Simiao suddenly became so enthusiastic. Li Chunfeng always felt that he had other "satisfaction plans". Could it be... he still missed the matter of accepting disciples? Li Chunfeng said: "Master, my apprentice wants to change clothes first."

"Well," Yuan Tiangang also nodded, "Everyone really needs to change it."

Sun Simiao said, "We will gather here in a quarter of an hour."

"good."

After agreeing on everything, the three of them separated temporarily.

Because Li Chunfeng had temporarily "lost his memory", Yuan Tiangang left before sending Li Chunfeng to the door of the room.

"Squeak--"

Accompanied by the sound of the door shaft turning, Li Chunfeng came to his room.

The room was big and the light was good, but the furniture in the house was very simple, with no other furniture except a table and a bed.

However, there was a bronze mirror on this table. As soon as he entered the door, Li Chunfeng was attracted by the bronze mirror. He stepped forward to the bronze mirror and slowly picked up the bronze mirror. The face of a strange young man appeared in his eyes.

The familiar face in my memory disappeared, replaced by a cheek that was in its twenties and was slightly young and tender.

"Ha, I didn't expect that I could still pretend to be tender."

His face is not handsome, and at most it can only be considered ordinary. At this moment, due to the continuous autumn hunting for many days and the injury on his forehead, Li Chunfeng looks dusty and looks like a refugee who is fleeing famine.

Especially the white cloth wrapped around her head, which was stained with blood, her face looked a little ugly, and the expression of the person in the mirror seemed a little dull and tired.

"Hmph." Li Chunfeng felt helpless with a wry smile, "I'm sorry for the elegant me before."

In the last life, although Li Chunfeng could not be called a handsome guy, he looked quite unique. But now, Li Chunfeng in the mirror is ordinary like a grain of sand on the beach.

If you use this look, Li Chunfeng will probably find it difficult to survive in the 21st century when looking at his face. Fortunately, this is not the 21st century. In this era of men being superior to women, talent is the most valued.

"Hey, it seems that I can only make a living by relying on my talent here." With a long sigh, Li Chunfeng began to wash.

Untie the white cloth wrapped around his head, put on a clean set of clothes, and washed away the dust on his face with cold water. After dressing up, Li Chunfeng finally no longer looked like a "refugee".

After getting all this done, Li Chunfeng came to the agreed meeting place, Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao had been waiting here for a long time.

"Chunfeng, have you taken down the medicine cloth on your head?" Yuan Tiangang frowned.

Li Chunfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master, I'm fine."

Sun Simiao, who was standing beside him, also said: "That's right, judging from the degree of healing of Li Lang's wound, it's no big deal."

"That's good, since that's the case, let's go."

While the three of them were walking out, Li Chunfeng asked casually: "Wen Weng Sun, where are we going?"

I saw Sun Simiao smiled mysteriously and replied, "Go to see the girl you met in the morning."

"Ah? That girl? Sun Weng, do you know him?" Sun Simiao's answer surprised Li Chunfeng. When recalling the beauty on the horse's back in the morning, Li Chunfeng couldn't help but feel a little fascinated.

Sun Simiao shook his head: "I don't know that person, but I know the logo on her saddle."

"Logo?" Li Chunfeng was stunned. At that time, he was only concerned about looking at the beauty, so he had no intention of looking at the saddle.

"Huancai Pavilion."

"Huancai Pavilion?" Li Chunfeng didn't hear the name, and he said to himself, "Is this the name of a tavern or a hotel? It doesn't sound like it."

Sun Simiao went out with a smile, Li Chunfeng followed closely behind, only Yuan Tiangang sighed as they looked at the two of them leaving.

Obviously, Yuan Tiangang didn't want Li Chunfeng to meet the woman in the morning, but... sometimes God's will is hard to disobey. Since it is God's will, Yuan Tiangang's forced interference is useless. It's better to go with the flow.

Huancai Pavilion is neither a tavern nor a restaurant that Li Chunfeng guessed. It is a fireworks place that ancient literati and poets like to visit. Women in this kind of fireworks place are naturally fireworks women.

However, Huancai Pavilion is very different from ordinary fireworks. Otherwise, how could Sun Simiao take Li Chunfeng to?
Chapter completed!