The queen is so fierce

Chapter 15 The Apprentice Is Fierce
"Is it so useless?"

Yu Jiaoshuang's smile froze on her face, and her eyes filled with disbelief.

do you listen?Does this speak human words?
What do you mean by "so rubbish?" Indeed, she didn't pay much attention to cultivation, and often skipped her meditation time to tease Yu'er...but she wasn't "crippled" either.

At the moment, the young girl's apricot eyes were filled with anger, and she stared at the black-clothed boy who was open-mouthed in front of her.

Xu Shoujing touched his head, his expression a little embarrassed.

He blurted out without thinking at all, and it was a bit inappropriate to say it before he realized it.

In fact, this is not a question of whether Yu Jiaoshuang is 'abandoned or not', it is a question of the object of comparison.

You must know that Xu Shoujing grew up in the environment of a top sect like Longyumen, and the people there are not the kind of cheap talents like Chu Ao, they are all struggling people who work hard to introvert.

Under the influence of ears and eyes, I naturally feel that the 16-year-old Tongmai state is not enough.

However, the truth is such a truth, but it is still a bit too rough to say this in front of a little girl.

After pondering for a while, Xu Shoujing tried to remedy and said solemnly:

"Then what, I'm not saying you are useless, I mean, you are a little useless compared to my brothers and sisters."

"...?"

Xu Shoujing looked like 'you don't need to care', with a gentle smile:
"Don't worry, although you are crippled, compared with ordinary people, you are already very good. You are not particularly crippled, at most third-class crippled."

"???"

Yu Jiaoshuang opened her mouth slightly, she was stunned for a while, and then Shui Lingling's big eyes turned red - she was so angry.

How can this man be like this!
In Yu Jiaoshuang's mind, Xu Shoujing's image has three stages.

When I first met, I thought he was a good-hearted villain who likes to tease innocent girls.

During the competition in front of the imperial court, he felt that he was a gentleman who used a flashy appearance to hide a cold heart.

Now... now it should be the other way around, he is hiding his flashy heart with a cold exterior.

It makes people feel how difficult life is, going around in circles, and returning to the original point unconsciously.

Live a lonely life.

There were tears in the corners of the girl's eyes, and her eyes were full of stubbornness.

She twitched her tall little nose and said bitterly:
"I made a decision?"

"..." Xu Shoujing pursed his lips, always feeling that he made some sarcastic remarks on a whim, as if it had caused some incredible results.

"What did you decide?"

Yu Jiaoshuang wiped away her tears, her petty revenge became stronger, and she stared:
"I recognize you as a master."

"..."

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The street market is noisy, crowds gather in the market, pedestrians in different costumes pass by, and the street stalls are full of dazzling objects, including china, snacks, and cheap or expensive accessories.

"Candied haws, sell candied haws!"

"Selling Cloth~ Selling Cloth~"

"sugar……"

The candied gourd hawker who was carrying the straw target stiffened, and he came up in a rage, looking at the cloth merchant who set up the stall with a sullen face.

The cloth merchant noticed his gaze, looked at him inexplicably, and ignored it.

The candied fruit vendor took a deep breath, regained his strength, and sold again:

"Candied haws..."

"The cloth is sold!"

"..." The candied fruit hawker threw the grass target with a pestle and glared angrily:

"You're trying to find fault, aren't you?"

"When did I find fault?" The cloth merchant frowned and said, "Do you want to sell it? If you don't sell it, I will sell it."

"You motherfucker..."

The candied fruit vendor rolled up his sleeves and was about to start working when an impatient voice came from behind him——

"Let go, let's get in the way."

He was stagnant in his heart, opened his mouth to curse, but saw a pair of eyes with a bit of helplessness.

He is wearing a black robe with a golden edge, his face is like a crown of jade, and there is a bit of extravagance between his eyebrows.

This kind of person is not something he can afford.

The hawker gave way subconsciously, and after the young man in black passed between the two, he rolled up his sleeves again, wanting to have a big fight with the cloth merchant—

"Meow~"

A white shadow passed through, and he couldn't react in time, so he sat down on the ground in fright.

While stunned, another figure in a goose-yellow pleated skirt passed in front of me...

-

"Master, wait for me..."

"I'm not your master."

"I don't care, I'll think you are my master, and you don't want to get rid of me in your life."

Xu Shoujing was speechless, glanced at each person beside him, and sighed silently.

What wrong have I done? !
"It's not that I don't want to be your master."

Xu Shoujing took a deep breath and planned to reason properly: "I really can't teach you, I couldn't even practice before."

Yu Jiaoshuang didn't believe it at all, but she watched Xu Shoujing defeat Chu Ao, who was favored by so many people, with her own eyes.

Can't practice?What a liar.

She made up her mind that even if she couldn't handle Xu Shoujing, she would annoy him to death.

Seeing his serious and sincere appearance, he pouted aggrievedly and put on a look of 'I understand you':

"I know that Master dislikes me... disgusting me is too wasteful, but don't worry, as long as you are willing to teach me, I will definitely cultivate seriously in the future."

"..."

Xu Shoujing was a little crazy.

Why can't this girl speak?
"Cuckoo~"

Seeing his unlovable appearance, Yu Jiaoshuang let out a silver bell-like laughter, and the flowers trembled.

While talking, the two walked to a high-rise building on the outer edge of Suzaku Street.

The high-rise building is divided into two floors, with outdated exterior walls and simple interiors. There are almost no other furnishings in the hall except for medicine cabinets.

The people who came in and out of the door were happy or worried, and most of them were carrying herbs that had been tied up.

As soon as he entered the door, Xu Shoujing glanced around, and saw the old man sitting at the counter drinking tea with his beard holding his beard. He walked over and handed out a list:
"Old doctor, it's not the same as before, this time bring me the herbs on it."

The old man looked up and saw that it was a handsome face of peerless elegance. He smiled and stretched out his hand to take the list.

During this period of time, Xu Shoujing and Jing Ming came to buy medicinal materials from time to time, and each time they were rich and rich, they bought out the stock as soon as they bought it, so he had to restock it.

The old man squinted at the list for a while, then smiled wryly:
"...Young Master Xu, the herbs you asked for this time may not work..."

Xu Shoujing was stunned for a moment and asked, "The price is too expensive? You can just ask the price, don't worry about me."

Well, I really like what Xu Shaozhu said: My monthly salary is just that little bit, save me [-] million points of flowers.

The old man shook his head and said, "It's not about the price, but... I really don't have it here."

Seeing Xu Shoujing frowning, he explained:
"Other medicinal herbs are fine, but 'Moon Spirit Flower', 'Bloodgrass' and 'Ambergris Leaf' are not something that a small shop can supply."

Xu Shoujing raised his eyebrows and asked in doubt, "Why can't we afford it? Isn't these all very common medicinal materials?"

Ordinary herbs...

ordinary……

The old man was stunned: "Xu Gongzi, these are all elixir. Needless to say, the first two are precious, and the 'long saliva leaves' are the branches and leaves of the dragon bodhi tree, which can only be seen once in a thousand years. Today, only the holy master There is a dragon bodhi tree in the Dragon Jade Gate of the gate... How could there be a small shop."

"..." Xu Shoujing.

Damn, he forgot that this wasn't home again.

Dragon Bodhi tree?
When he was a child, he even let a few senior brothers take him to climb up to take a nap... So this thing is so rare...

After thinking about all this, Xu Shoujing didn't want to listen to the old man expressing his apology, took back the list and began to think about what to do next.

Zi Mo City is completely different from the inside of the gate. The gate has whatever they want, but in Zi Mo City, wealth, elixir, and even cultivation are only in the hands of a few people.

This is the pattern that Dali has formed since the founding of the country. Even Qiu Xuanji, she can only suppress those sect forces in the court, but cannot completely eliminate those so-called 'founding fathers'.

Therefore, it may be very difficult for Xu Shoujing to buy elixir from ordinary people in the capital.

Go to those sects who stay in Beijing to buy them?

It's not very good. For example, the five surnames Qiwang in the Sui and Tang Dynasties in the previous life were twisted into a rope. After the incident with Chu Ao, I am afraid that all these sects will see him as a thorn in their eyes and thorns in their flesh. How could they sell him medicine?

so what should I do now?You can't make a special trip back to Longyumen just to get some herbs, right?

But Aunt Chu's mission hasn't been completed yet... If she dares to go back, she will surely be dragged into Siguoya's little dark room, and she will be sleepless every night.

Xu Shoujing was pinching his chin in thought, Yu Jiaoshuang, who had wandered around, picked up Yu'er, walked over to him, and asked curiously:
"Master, do you want to buy elixir?"

Xu Shoujing sighed and was too lazy to deny his identity as a 'Master':
"Yeah, unfortunately it doesn't seem to be available."

Yu Jiaoshuang took the list and glanced at it quickly. After a while, her eyes lit up and she said with a tender smile:
"My family has all these elixir, and my mother came from Longyumen."

"...?"

　(Next chapter is being written)

　　Telling a ghost story, I was just a little bit small, I went back and read the articles I wrote before, looking for inspiration... I found that my writing not only did not improve, but regressed, and the previous articles were much more concise and smooth.

　　Several of the books I wrote before didn't even have a contract. I read and read them and got into it. I couldn't help but smile when I read some of the jokes.

　　"The Empress is Fierce" has signed a contract, but it always feels a little bad.

　　Maybe I compromised too much with the routine, which led to the lack of passion.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)