The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 382

  Chapter 382 Master

  When Zhao Changhe left the secret room refreshed, it was already noon.

   I really don't know who is the attending doctor...

In short, I wanted to cure Tang Wanzhuang's illness, but it can be said that it was not cured at all, that is, the trace of the third secret treasure that she opened did not continue to wash away Honkai, and the rest was the same as before... Even this one, in fact It is necessary to continue the treatment.

  However, Tang Wanzhuang not only healed his trauma properly, but also did not know what routines such as water and soft infiltration were contained in the last finger before going to sleep. Today, he woke up very energetic.

  Find yourself a new dress from the ring and put it on, and go out comfortably, there is no one outside.

  Zhao Changhe wandered around, and Da Zhou sat in the duck house with a sad face and watched the workers work, his expression was so dazed that he didn't know where his thoughts went.

  Zhao Changhe came to him and shook his palm: "Brother Zhou, are you a duck?"

  Da Zhou said casually: "Yes, same as you."

  Zhao Changhe: "?"

   Da Zhou seemed to wake up suddenly, and immediately pulled Zhao Changhe aside: "Mr. Zhao, you came out..."

"What's wrong?"

   "Yesterday you were quick and killed Lu Shiheng, and the Xiangyang army almost mutinied. It was Tang Shouzuo and Yang Wang who sat in the town, captured the leader, and the Yang family's private soldiers suppressed it, so the situation was tentatively settled."

   "..." Zhao Changhe looked at Da Zhou in front of him with hazy eyes, and couldn't figure out his thoughts for a while, why are you telling me this?

   "Lv Shiheng has been operating in Xiangyang for many years, and I don't know how many cronies in the army. Yesterday, there was no leader in the group, so we can barely make a tentative decision. I don't know what will happen after this night. It's better to make a plan early."

   So it was like this... Zhao Changhe rubbed his head: "Why are you talking to me about this?"

   "?" Da Zhou's face was expressionless: "Tang Chief Commander, you are fully responsible for Xiangyang affairs."

  Zhao Changhe opened his mouth and closed it again.

  Pretending to be cool for a while, it may not be fun to work, let alone a specific job that has never been touched.

  Hey, you can say let me do it. In fact, you have never done specific practice. What can you do?

  He pinched his head for a long time with a headache, and finally said: "You secret agents..."

Da Zhou knew what he wanted to say, and interrupted: "The Secret Service Division didn't have many people. It wasn't the kind of factory guards who stared at everyone from every corner in the previous dynasty. It is impossible for the Secret Service Division to grasp these. Now we The manpower is mainly used internally—the people of Xiangyang Town Magic Division, and Si'an is now interrogating and investigating one by one to determine who has defected."

  Oh, there is also the level of Xiangyang Zhenmai's betrayal...

  Zhao Changhe had no choice but to ask: "Where are the Cult Master Xue and the members of the Blood God?"

"They are still chasing and killing Maitreya's defeated soldiers outside." When Da Zhou said this, he felt a little horrible in his heart. He has never seen a tail-hunting chase that can last for a day and a night. You don't need to rest. Well…

   It seems that there is really no need. This group of people will become their own martial arts masters, and they can do their own thing.

  Zhao Changhe's head hurts even more: "You pass on an order for me to let them come back... If the Xiangyang army is afraid of making trouble, we must have our own army guarding the side, and then we will sift through it level by level."

  Da Zhou hesitated: "Is it true that the Blood God Cult can obey orders? What we are afraid of is that the Blood God Cult will enter the city, and it will be bigger than Lu Shiheng's army."

  Zhao Changhe sighed: "Yes, just trust them once."

Da Zhou's expression changed a bit, he looked at Zhao Changhe for a long while, and thought in his heart that if this is the prince she wants to support according to the suggestion of the first seat, it means that this is a prince with his own army base, which is a little bit of a nature. …

   Having said that, don't you hate being a princess very much, the first seat? What are you doing now?

  Da Zhou thought for a while, and then asked: "Xiangyang doesn't have much money and food, what do Mr. Zhao think?"

   "Money and food...how much more?"

   "Need to count, but there are not many. Lu Shiheng has raised the city entrance tax by one or two before... By the way, do you want to move this?"

   "Also, if the spring plowing is delayed, should it be returned to the people?"

   "Also, Xiangyang officials..."

   "Stop, stop, stop..." Zhao Changhe's head became three big: "I, I stroke slowly, wait a minute..."

  Da Zhou looked at him sideways: "It's okay, we won't ask too many things for a dish... Oh, there is something. I sent someone to invite some famous doctors just now. Do you want to see me, sir?"

  Zhao Changhe went to the living room with a muddy head, and as soon as he walked in, his head became seven or eight big.

  Several famous doctors are arguing in the hall, each criticizing the other's medical ideas, spit flying, and the sound is shaking the roof tiles.

Zhao Changhe looked at Da Zhou speechlessly, and Da Zhou held his sleeves: "We just asked them a question, what do you think about the damage to the lung meridian, and that's it, it's been two hours since we quarreled, As expected, they are all famous doctors, and they are full of energy."

   "Are they all famous doctors?"

   "They are all famous doctors."

  Zhao Changhe sniffled, and finally asked Da Zhou a question: "Where is the evening makeup, I want to see the evening makeup."

   "The first one is shopping." Da Zhoutu looked at him poorly: "I also think that she should be brought back."

   "I'll go take a look, go and take a look..." Zhao Changhe left Yafang in a state of embarrassment, as if fleeing.

  The prince tried to govern Xiangyang "with me", but failed to pretend to be coercive.

  Actually, Tang Wanzhuang's shopping was not so successful.

  Xiangyang is in turmoil, and the slightly sensitive businesses are all closed. How can there be a few open for business? Not to mention street vendors. Walking on the street, it was a depression, and there were few pedestrians. Occasionally, people who went out to do errands passed by in a hurry, and there was no atmosphere of a famous big city at all.

  Since we are in a troubled world, there will naturally be more messy things. There have been several times when the idle **** wanted to molest her. In the end, Tang Wanzhuang didn't do anything, but handed it over to Zhenmasi's secret agents who followed quietly.

  Listening to the screams and begging for mercy coming from behind, Tang Wanzhuang let out a long sigh.

  Public security in troubled times is far more difficult than before, even the capital and Gusu are not much better, let alone Xiangyang.

  It was obviously to "slow down" to relax, but it made Tang Wanzhuang feel more and more melancholy as she wandered around. In the end, she couldn't go anywhere and stopped by the lake in the city, sitting on a stone bench on the shore in a daze.

  It is clearly spring, when everything is growing, but it is more bleak than late autumn.

  The world is like this, how can we be free...

   For her illness, there is simply no solution. As long as she can't stand it, she will never let go of the hustle and bustle, and she can't do without paper work.

  Someone sat down next to her.

  Tang Wanzhuang knew who it was without turning her head, and sighed: "This is your 'You are here for Xiangyang'?"

  Zhao Changhe said: "Well, I need to be familiar with familiar affairs, this can be learned..."

  Tang Wanzhuang, who was in a gloomy mood, became a little happy after hearing this, and said with a smile: "Learn everything, can you finish it?"

  Zhao Changhe sighed: "To be honest, I really don't want to learn this."

  Tang Wanzhuang rolled her eyes: "But I really want to teach you this."

  Zhao Changhe said: "Is that why you really ran out to go shopping?"

  Tang Wanzhuang squinted her eyes with a smile: "How is it? Power is in your hands, life and death are at stake, are you comfortable?"

   "...it's useless, the only good thing about power is having a big backyard."

  Tang Wanzhuang's smile disappeared.

  Zhao Changhe turned his head: "Don't be a good teacher all day long. This one wants to teach me, and that one wants to teach me too... Anyway, I won't call you master."

  Tang Wanzhuang said expressionlessly: "Then do you still want to study medicine?"

  Zhao Changhe said: "I feel that those so-called famous doctors are unreliable. I'm considering whether to go to the enemy of Hades?"

   "Did he talk to you?" Tang Wanzhuang rolled her eyes: "You can't even find anyone."

   "Then what should I do? If I really want to find these unreliable quack doctors, I'm afraid they will die."

   "I'll teach you." Tang Wanzhuang said confidently.

  Zhao Changhe was dumbfounded: "You can also teach this?"

   "Of course, I am a doctor after a long illness, and I am smart." Tang Wanzhuang had a rare narrow smile: "My medical skills are better than most of the so-called famous doctors."

   "You didn't tell me yesterday?"

"I also think what you said makes sense. I should be lazy... Besides, you were the one who was going to cure me, but I taught you how to cure it. No matter how you think about it, it feels weird." Tang Wanzhuang sighed Said: "Let's not talk about that now, just say whether you will learn or not?"

  Zhao Changhe muttered for a long time: "Learn."

  Tang Wanzhuang tilted her head and looked at the distant sky: "Call Master to listen."

   "What the hell, I want to save your life, but you threaten me with this?"

   "Why is it a threat? Students who study martial arts, piano, calligraphy and painting are not called masters, but now they are still studying medicine, or not? You can ask wherever you go, is there any reason for this?"

  Zhao Changhe squinted at her angrily for a while, and finally said: "Don't regret it."

   "What do I have to regret?" Tang Wanzhuang said with a smile of triumph. I'm not the kind of person who has been wronged, I don't even have a respectful title after teaching so many things, and I have to be molested.

   No matter what, let this thing honestly call Master.

   "Okay." Zhao Changhe saluted solemnly: "Master."

  Tang Wanzhuang smiled with eyes like crescent moons: "Good boy."

  Zhao Changhe said: "Master, this disciple has something important to report."

  Tang Wanzhuang coughed dryly, and gestured: "Say."

   "The power of your third secret storehouse is still not completely closed, and it is still flushing your lung meridian. It is best to perform a treatment once a day, and press this matter back first. It is noon, and it is time to start."

   Tang Wanzhuang didn't realize it for a while: "Ah...then treat it..."

   Halfway through the talk, I suddenly woke up, cure, how to cure?

  Kissing again?

  You are thinking about this while calling Master?

   "Bang!" The spies in the distance heard a scream, and then the sound of someone falling into the water.

  The always elegant first seat walked back angrily holding the hem of his skirt: "Don't catch him! I've never seen such a rebellious lunatic, you bastard!"

  (end of this chapter)

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