blue shirt oath

Chapter 183

After buying the ingredients, Yuan Sheng carried his hands on his shoulders and couldn't walk a few steps. He saw the crowds of people in the teahouses on the street, which were very lively, and shouted that they were thirsty and wanted tea.

Song Guichen had no choice but to go into the teahouse and order two bowls of tea.

After entering the teahouse, I realized why there are so many people in the building. It turned out that there were storytellers telling stories.

Most high-end teahouses know that starting from tea culture, they try their best to create an elegant artistic atmosphere.

This tea house is no exception, although it is only a private tea house, it is decorated very elegantly.

Eight large screens in the middle block the sight of the entrance, and the surrounding area is in a circle shape, where tea drinkers can enjoy tea leisurely.

There are also some tea guests sitting with beautiful-faced women kneeling beside them.

Song Guichen knew that this was a sensual service provided by the tea house, and under the guise of selling tea, he was actually doing the service provided by the brothel.

Fortunately, it is still a tea house after all, and the sensual service is also provided according to the needs of the guests.

When a young lady like Song Guichen came to drink tea, the tea attendants would certainly not allow the girls in the building to accompany them.

In the middle is a round platform with a radius of more than one foot, and the storyteller is telling stories in front of the booth set up on it.

It is about the period of Emperor Taizong, when Kou Zhun, who was the deputy envoy of the Privy Council at that time, was riding a horse on Kaifeng Street, suddenly a lunatic ran out and shouted "Long live" at Kou Zhun's horse, Taizong was furious and demoted Kou Zhun as a The prefect of Qingzhou.

This is the first time Song Guichen has heard of this matter.

After all, she lived in the Jiangnan area since she was a child, and she didn't know anything about the Central Plains. However, it was obviously not the first time for the people around her to hear it, but they still echoed the storyteller enthusiastically.

From time to time there were cheers in the building, and occasionally someone would put a few copper coins to the storyteller on the stage.

The guests are also harmonious.

After listening to a few words, Song Guichen felt that this storyteller was so courageous that he openly told anecdotes related to Kou Xianggong under Kou Xianggong's rule.

The strange thing is that the tea drinkers around didn't seem to think there was anything wrong, and they all listened carefully.

Song Guichen thought to himself, maybe Kou Xianggong is friendly, so the common people are not afraid of him.

However, compared to Liu Fengchun, this storyteller is far behind. If there is no story related to Kou Xianggong, it must not attract so many people.

After Song Guichen listened to a few words, he didn't want to listen any more. He drank tea in a hurry and was about to leave. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the corner, followed by an anxious exclamation:

"My lord! My lord!"

All the tea guests in the building followed the prestige, but there was a screen to block their sight, so they couldn't see clearly what happened. Although everyone was curious, no one crowded forward to join in the fun.

Song Guichen couldn't help secretly praising, the people of Nanyang are really used to seeing the big world.

Even she couldn't hold back her curiosity and wanted to go up to see what happened inside, but these people didn't move at all, at most they just waved to the tea waiter to ask what happened.

Not long after, two people came out from behind the screen, one hurried out of the teahouse, the other hurried to the round platform in the middle, and asked loudly:

"Everyone, I don't know if all of you here are capable of medical skills?"

Everyone was silent for a while, you looked at me, I looked at you, no one spoke.

Yuan Sheng pushed Song Guichen: "Hey, aren't you good at medicine?"

He got seasick on the way, and he got better after drinking Song Guichen's medicine.

Song Guichen said: "Who knows who is inside?"

Looking at the battle, most of the people inside are either high-ranking officials or dignitaries, or wealthy families.

The call from inside just now was "Master", probably this is a high official in Dengzhou.

Ever since he came into contact with Wang Qinruo, Song Guichen hated anything to do with officials.

It would be too disgusting to save an ungrateful guy like Wang Ruoqin again this time, Song Guichen thought so in his heart, so he also watched everyone's reaction and remained silent.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Sheng suddenly yelled loudly at the lift: "Hey, there is a doctor here!"

The people on the stage were overjoyed, they rushed over to greet Yuan Sheng, and bowed to Yuan Sheng: "Then Mr. Lao will take a look for my lord."

Yuan Sheng pointed to Song Guichen: "The doctor I'm talking about is her."

"she?"

Song Guichen really couldn't do anything about Yuan Sheng, so he sighed and stood up, and said to the man, "I'm a doctor, take me in to have a look."

When I came to the screen, I saw an old man who was almost sixty years old lying on a soft chair, his white beard was wet with foam at the corner of his mouth, he was twitching and breathing hard.

Song Guichen saw it and knew that the old man was suffering from heart palpitations.

He went forward to feel his pulse again, and saw that the pulsation in his mouth was weak and weak, and his energy was disordered, which was caused by fright.

Nothing frightening happened in the teahouse just now, but the old man was so frightened, Song Guichen really couldn't figure it out, but the most important thing at the moment is to let the old man regain his calm.

Otherwise, if you panic too much, you will die.

Song Guichen took out a pill from his arms, parted the old man's lips and tried to make him swallow it, but a man in black suddenly stopped her: "What is this?"

"This is Banxia Mahuang Pill, a good medicine for heart palpitations."

The man in black asked, "Is there any extra?"

Song Guichen threw half a bottle of pills to him: "It's all here."

The man in black poured out a grain and ate it himself first. After a while, seeing nothing unusual, he signaled Song Guichen to feed it to the old man.

Song Guichen shook his head, and fed the pill in his hand to the old man. Gradually, the old man stopped convulsing, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully. His gray beard was curled up in a mess, and there were strands of fatigue on his criss-crossed face.

At this time, the person who just ran out of the teahouse had already brought a doctor over, seeing this, he didn't know what to do for a moment.

The man in black glanced at the man who went out to ask for a doctor: "It's too slow."

Song Guichen laughed, and prescribed another dose of Guizhi Jiuni Decoction to the man in black, and ordered him to take the medicine and torment the old man before leaving.

The man in black: "Girl's name?"

"Ok?"

"Brother Wen Jiu is asking the girl for your name, so I can come to thank you in the future."

Song Guichen shrugged: "Song Guichen."

As he spoke, he walked out of the crowd and left the teahouse.

The man in black looked at the back of the two and the eagle leaving, to be precise, he was looking at the sea dongqing.

"Brother Jiu, what's the matter?"

"That eagle is Hai Dongqing."

"Is it the Haidongqing that adults have been looking for?"

"good."

"Then let's catch up with him and buy it from him. My lord will be very happy."

The man in black frowned and glanced at the person behind him. Hai Dongqing was extremely expensive, even if he had money, he might not be able to buy it, let alone they didn't have much money.

"Leng Qi, you send to follow those two people, see where they go, and don't startle the snake."

Leng Qi nodded again and again: "Don't worry, Brother Jiu, this matter is on me."

He will definitely find a way to get that sea dongqing and dedicate it to his lord!
Fantasizing happily, he followed briskly, as if he had already succeeded at this moment.

(End of this chapter)