I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 113 Don't talk about martial arts (for subscription)

He Pingan followed the sound and saw two guards from Lichun Academy kicking a young Confucian scholar in a white Confucian robe to the ground.

One of the guards held an eyebrow-level stick and beat the left leg of the Confucian scholar who was lying on the ground.

This guardian is an eighth-rank martial artist, if he gets hit with a stick, the young Confucian student's left leg may be broken on the spot.

The young Confucian scholar, with a firm face on his handsome face, obviously had no strength to fight back, but he didn't dodge. Instead, he held the leg of the eighth-rank martial artist guarding the courtyard with both hands, and kept muttering: "You give me back Xiang'er!" .”

He Pingan's heart moved, his figure flickered, his right arm was raised, and he stood in front of the eyebrow-level stick.

The name of this young Confucian scholar is Lu Yong. He has met several times in Lichun Yuan. He is handsome and talented.

If cultivated well, it will be a rare talent.

But if the leg is broken, the chance to participate in Chunwei is basically lost.

"Crack!"

There was only a sound of breaking, and the eyebrow-qi stick broke from it.

"Who are you?"

"Why bother?"

A trace of suspicion flashed in the eyes of this nurse, the person in front of him seemed familiar, he should be a frequent visitor of Lichun Academy, he was able to block his eyebrow-leveling stick without any injuries, and his strength should be above the seventh-rank martial arts.

He Ping'an said, "He Ping'an in the Hall of Eternal Life."

When the guard heard that he was from the Palace of Longevity, his heart shuddered, and he respected him: "I have seen Mr. He."

"What's the matter with this man?"

He Pingan glanced at the young Confucian scholar lying on the ground, and asked.

Although he is a small official in green clothes, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a person with official status.

"My lord, you can't blame us for this."

The nursing home helplessly explained.

Lu Yong is from Jiangzhou.

Six years ago, I came to Xuanyang to participate in Chunwei, but failed in the two consecutive exams.

Losing twice in a row, Lu Yong was a little depressed, and often lingered among brothels and houses in his spare time.

Until this fall, when I met Liu Ruoxiang in the Lichun Courtyard, I was shocked. Whenever I have time, I would come to the Lichun Courtyard to cheer for Liu Ruoxiang.

It's just six consecutive years of wasting, this Lu Yong's family is not a wealthy family, and it is no longer able to provide him with silver for activities in the brothel.

Fortunately, Lu Yong has a great poetic talent, and the few good poems he wrote are widely circulated among the brothel oirans.

Even Liu Ruoxiang, the oiran, was amazed by his poetic talent, and often let him stay in the room for free.

It's just that this brothel woman can't help herself. Seeing that she has nothing to gain from her, the bustard often goes whoring for nothing, how can she bear it.

Liu Ruoxiang, the oiran, was not allowed to see Lu Yong again.

But the two agree with each other, so naturally they strongly oppose it, and Liu Ruoxiang, the oiran, even threatens to die.

At the end, the old bustard stunned Liu Ruoxiang, the oiran, and sold it to a wealthy businessman in Xuanyang City for 5000 taels of silver.

The trading time is only in the last few days.

Lu Yong didn't know where he got the news, so he came to Lichun Courtyard every day to make trouble, and this was the beginning of the scene.

After hearing this, He Pingan frowned. If so, although Li Chunyuan's matter seems to be a little heartless, it is also a helpless move.

This oiran lady was trained by the brothel since she was a child. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she can play and sing. If the brothel wants to train an oiran of Liu Ruoxiang's level, it will cost at least a thousand taels of silver.

People's brothels are open for business, so it's impossible for them to lose money, isn't it?

He Ping'an is not yet full of justice, forcing Li Chunyuan to hand over the oiran lady, this is not his style of doing things.

With a long sigh, He Pingan waved his hand to help Lu Yong up: "Today I see you pass the exam and have a great reputation. I can't bear your physical disability and lose your great future as an official in the imperial examination."

"If you continue to pester me, there's nothing I can do to help you."

"Do it yourself!"

He Pingan left in a huff.

There are so many sad things in the world, if he manages them all, he will not be able to manage them no matter what.

Especially for someone like Lu Yong who wants to prostitute for nothing without the strength, it may sound pitiful, but in reality he is a bit of a rascal.

If you have money, then redeem Liu Ruoxiang, the oiranian lady, but if you have no money, don't be merciful, it will only increase your troubles.

"They lied!"

Lu Yong shouted and hurriedly chased He Pingan.

He also seemed to be able to see that this nursing home could call He Pingan an adult, and he didn't seem to be an ordinary person. He hurriedly begged behind He Pingan: "My lord, help me save Xiang'er, they are lying."

He Pingan did not speak, but walked quickly along the street.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lu Yong quickly trotted up and followed He Pingan closely. After a while, he was panting and sweating profusely.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that He Pingan slowed down and stopped slowly.

Seeing Lu Yong behind him with sloppy footsteps, pale face, and about to faint, He Pingan sighed: "Why have you been following me?"

Seeing He Pingan stop, Lu Yong looked happy, took a deep breath, relieved the heart that was about to jump out of his chest because of the fast running, and then said intermittently: "Master He and the others are lying."

He Pingan looked at Lu Yong, and said coldly: "They are lying, so what does it have to do with me?"

Lu Yong's voice faltered and his complexion turned gray.

That's right, even if Li Chunyuan lied, what does it have to do with Mr. He in front of him.

He has already saved him once, so how can he offend Li Chunyuan in order to help him?
Although he is a Confucian scholar, he has been in Xuanyang for many years, and he also knows that the forces behind Li Chunyuan are intricate and complex, and it is not something that ordinary people can offend.

Just when he was disheartened and wanted to return to Lichun Courtyard, he was about to die to show his ambition.

"However, I am in a good mood today, and suddenly I have a little interest. Tell me, how do they lie?"

A faint voice sounded behind Lu Yong, but it made Lu Yong, who was already heartbroken, tremble suddenly, then turned around and fell to the ground: "The thing is like this."

During Liu Ruoxiang's three years as an oiran, many guests spent a lot of money. Although most of the gold and silver were confiscated by the bustard, Liu Ruoxiang still saved a lot of jewelry, and the estimated value was more than 4000 taels.

When he learned that the bustard was going to sell Liu Ruoxiang, Lu Yong borrowed money everywhere, and finally he and Liu Ruoxiang got together 5000 taels of silver and handed it over to the bustard.

Unexpectedly, the old bustard suddenly increased the ransom money to 6000 taels.

This made Lu Yong suddenly helpless.

While he was collecting money everywhere, the bustard sent someone to snatch away the 5000 taels of silver that had been stored in Liu Ruoxiang's place, and claimed that Liu Ruoxiang was secretly hiding the money from guests, and locked Liu Ruoxiang away.

"Hey, that's a bit disrespectful of martial arts."

He Pingan was also speechless after hearing Lu Yong finished speaking.

The price negotiated in advance will increase if you say it will increase.

It’s all about improving, and you still rob people of their money, isn’t it a bit too much?

It's not that they don't talk about martial arts, it's that they don't have virtue at all.

However, his previous consciousness had been observing Lu Yonghe and the nurse, and his psychology did not fluctuate widely, so it should be that the nurse was ignorant, not lying.

After all, this kind of thing must be one less person to know, and the risk of spreading it will be less.

"When are they trading?"

He Pingan asked.

"I do not know either."

Lu Yong explained embarrassingly: "I just heard that Xiang'er was hidden in a manor outside the city by them and will be traded tomorrow."

When he said this, a light flashed in his mind suddenly, and He Pingan asked this question, did it mean that he was willing to help himself.

Lu Yong came back from a desperate situation, and said with ecstasy, "Master He is willing to help me?"

"If I don't want to help you, how can you catch up with me?"

He Pingan opened his mouth slowly.

He helped Lu Yong, on the one hand, because the Lichun Academy did things too much, and more importantly, he just needed to cultivate good talents, so someone came to his door.

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