Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 33 Family Assembly
As a traveler from the earth in the 21st century, Chen Yanjun is a person who is ahead of the times, but he does not have Fang Qunyu's evil taste that is beyond the time.

Dissection wasn't fun for him, it was kind of disgusting...especially when it came to dissecting cadavers.

All kinds of diseased corpses that had been refrigerated for many years were unsealed in the freezer, emitting stench and dirty blood.

After the corpse was dissected, it had to be cleaned, then sealed and frozen, and placed in a wooden box to refrigerate.

Chen Yanjun's only pleasure was dissecting diseased living spirit beasts, dissecting them on a fixed-point basis, prescribing the right medicine, or pulling out the focus of the disease, and finally cured the spirit beast.

This made him feel the... peace of mind of being a doctor for the first time.

He even dissected various diseased worms while reading medical books about worms.

While researching, he cured the bugs one by one.

Not only peace of mind, but also a sense of accomplishment.

And a little... fun that I've never felt before.

As his medical skills continued to improve, he gradually understood Assistant Professor Fang a little bit.

[Medical skill +1, progress 92/100! 】

[Medical skill +1, progress 93/100! 】

[Medical skill +1...]

It seems that the learning efficiency under the guidance of famous teachers is much higher than what Chen Yanjun imagined.

In the end, Chen Yanjun performed a self-dissection in front of the bronze mirror and removed the kidney stones caused by drinking too much tea.

This gouge added a little more.

[Medical skills: 99/100 (proficient)! 】

Unknowingly, I got stuck again...

Of course, this time the way forward is clear.

After he condenses his qi to form alchemy and enters the product, he can use spiritual power to refine alchemy, diagnose and treat, and he will be able to make up for the last shortcoming of medical skills and reach the pinnacle in one fell swoop!

At dawn, Assistant Professor Fang took a few tubes of his blood to do research and try to make an antidote.

Finally, Fang Qunyu poured Chen Yanjun a cup of tea, which was mixed with special medicinal wine.

The representative recognized Chen Yanjun's medical talent.

"I didn't expect you to be born Jun, but also a medical genius, much better than Shangguan junior brother back then."

"If you can enter the rank and use spiritual power proficiently, it should be close to my level at your age."

Chen Yanjun wanted to complain, but the spirit tea mixed with brewed wine entered his nostrils and reached his heart. He felt his whole body drifting away, and for a moment he forgot where he started complaining.

Fang Qunyu sat cross-legged beside Chen Yanjun, took a sip of wine and tea, and continued:
"As for whether the poison in your body will spread to the dantian after the pill is formed, it's still a matter of two."

"However, you don't have to worry...the problem is very serious, and it's useless to worry."

"If you are a mortal all your life, when you are old and weak, you will be controlled by the poison, and you will go crazy. Although there is a risk of mutation, your control will also become stronger. I support you. "

Chen Yanjun took a sip of wine and tea, thinking that of course you support me as an experimental guinea pig.

The question now is, Chen Yanjun suspects, is this poison related to his nightmare illusion?
Under the stimulation of alcohol, twelve huge disaster beasts came to Chang'an once again appeared in front of his eyes...

Cover the sky.

……

Not long after Chen Yanjun fell asleep, he was ruthlessly awakened by Assistant Teacher Fang.

"Get up, Du Qiuzhuo is waiting for you."

"Speaking of why you want to participate in the family meeting... Big families always like to boost their authority regularly."

"The Cui family is already at the end of its strength, you have to be tougher, don't fall into the reputation of Danlin Academy."

"Um……"

Chen Yanjun woke up in a daze, the whole night last night was really exhausting.

The time of the family meeting is the same as that of the class, at the beginning of Sichu, at nine o'clock in the morning.

It's Chenzheng now, eight o'clock, still early.

Chen Yanjun washed up in the ward, then walked out of the basement, Qiu Zhuo was waiting for him outside the door.

It was rare for Qiu Zhuo to wear a very formal turquoise dress, which looked graceful and graceful, much more solemn than the usual white school uniform and sword-playing Tsing Yi.

It can be seen that even she is very concerned about the family meeting.

Seeing that Chen Yanjun looked particularly tired, Qiu Zhuo looked at the gate of the ward again to make sure that this was not the gate of the Jiaofang Division.

"You are too haggard, go to the carriage and change into a uniform, and be more energetic."

"okay."

Chen Yanjun and Qiu Zhuo walked out of the main gate of the Imperial College together.

Seeing him head on, Du Qingchuan was riding a horse and holding one in his hand.

An angry horse in fresh clothes, broad clothes, and a long sword on his waist, so grand that it is impossible to see that this is a waste.

After two horses, a rather imposing red-draped carriage was pulled.

Cui Yourong was sitting in the carriage, her clear and unparalleled face was slightly ashamed, and she was as nervous as a bride.

Therefore, she did not pull down the curtain of the car, nor did she greet Chen Yanjun.

Even across the carriage, Chen Yanjun could guess her restrained state.

Du Qingchuan saw Chen Yanjun's overly indulgent and exhausted face, deliberately smiled and said:
"Chen...Brother Chen, you had a great time playing last night. Change into a bodice, so that you can be worthy of my mother."

Chen Yanjun didn't explain anything, hesitating whether to get into the carriage or not.

After all, changing clothes in a carriage is really degrading...

Du Qingchuan urged:

"Go in, what's the matter with embarrassment, aren't you still wearing a shirt inside?"

Chen Yanjun shook his head.

"After all, Ma'am hasn't passed the door yet, so I'd better take my clothes and go back to the Imperial College to change."

"Alright."

Qiu Zhuo believed in Chen Yanjun's character, got into the carriage and took out the fresh clothes prepared by his mother.

Chen Yanjun picked up his clothes and turned to go to the Imperial College.

But I saw a young man with an extraordinary appearance and a personable demeanor walking out of the front door.

At the door, there was a book boy waiting for him with a horse.

The young man was about 30 years old, with a green sword on his body, he jumped on the horse without looking at Chen Yanjun.

After walking a few steps, I realized that a man and a woman in front of the carriage not far away were actually acquaintances.

"Qingchuan, Qiuzhuo."

Qiu Zhuo raised his head and glanced, his cold voice didn't change, he just said:

"Cousin Qianan."

Du Qingchuan was even more vague, he didn't even mention his cousin, and said casually:
"Dive safety."

Cui Qian'an is a leader among the younger generation of the Cui family. He is 28 years old. He is a student of the Martial Arts Academy of the Imperial Academy.

A person of the sixth grade can be an official, a soldier, or a teacher, but Cui Qian'an has always been a student, humble, and deeply loved by Mrs. Cui.

The original owner of Chen Yanjun had heard of Cui Qian'an's name a long time ago, and had seen his heroic appearance in the Imperial College from afar, but had never met him face to face.

That is the existence that the original owner can't reach, and the benchmark he most wants to be.

However, Du Qingchuan didn't like him very much, and felt that this guy looked humble, but he was actually arrogant in his heart, and his words made a lot of sense, which made him annoying.

Moreover, in front of Qiu Zhuo, this guy especially likes to show his superiority, humility and knowledge, even though he has never pursued Qiu Zhuo.

Chen Yanjun could also tell that although Cui Qian'an was also dressed in white school uniform, the tailoring was extraordinary, like a fairy robe, and his aura was obviously superior to others.

at the moment.

Cui Qian'an came to the carriage slowly on horseback, did not get off the horse, but bowed slightly to the carriage and said:
"Qian'an, please greet my little aunt."

Cui Yourong's voice was dignified and solemn.

"Qian'an, don't be too polite, the person next to you is Mr. Chen."

Cui Yourong's phrase "don't be too polite" means...to be polite.

Cui Qian'an then turned his head to look at Chen Yanjun, clasped his fist slightly and said:
"Mr. Chen's poetic talent is amazing. Mr. Cui has heard about it yesterday, so he should be called my little uncle now."

Du Qingchuan pouted at him, this guy always hides his jokes in etiquette, making it impossible to argue.

"I don't know what Mr. Chen is holding in his hand..."

Chen Yanjun didn't say hello either, only responded:
"Change the clothes."

Cui Qian'an nodded slightly, and immediately said:
"It turns out that Mr. Chen is going to see his grandfather too."

"Is there something so lowly about being a student of the Imperial College? Why do you have to change clothes?"

"My view is that Mr. Chen is handsome and has an extraordinary bearing. There is no need for gold-plated clothes. It is also an honor for our students to practice overnight. You don't need to change clothes. Grandpa will never blame you."

The air in the carriage was slightly cold, making people shudder.

Qiu Zhuo frowned.

As the great-grandson that Jian Zheng admires, you yourself are wearing a specially tailored noble school uniform that looks like a fairy robe, but you want Chen Yanjun, an outsider, to wear an ordinary school uniform to see Master Jian Zheng?

What's more, this is the first time that Chen Yanjun has met Master Jianzheng, who is the future grandson-in-law of the Cui family!

Isn't this moral kidnapping?

Du Qingchuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"Qian An you—"

However, Chen Yanjun waved his hand to stop Qingchuan, with his usual expression, he turned to ask Cui Qianan.

"What did you say you should call me?"

Cui Qian'an raised his head and smiled condescendingly.

"It stands to reason that I should call you little uncle."

Chen Yanjun said:

"Call it."

A gust of wind passed.

The atmosphere was suddenly cold.

Cui Qian'an stared at Chen Yanjun coldly, and the coercion of a sixth-rank swordsman gradually dissipated.

The Cui family of Boling was the first of the five surnames Qiwang in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, with a rigorous family tradition and strict hierarchy.

Even though the Cui family in Chang'an is just a branch of the Cui family in Boling who took refuge in the former emperor, they still have a long history of family education and an orderly seniority, which cannot be exceeded.

In today's Cui family, the only person who can ignore seniority is Murong Ye.

One of the four talented women of Xianwu and Tang Dynasty, Yinhu, the prison guard, is not handsome.

Cui Yourong's biological cousin is also Chen Yanjun's future sister-in-law.

Under the shroud of sixth-rank coercion, Chen Yanjun's expression was as usual, and he was not affected in the slightest.

Seeing that the other party refused to accept, and the little aunt who was an elder was sitting in the carriage again, Cui Qian'an had no choice but to give up, and said in a cold voice:
"Little uncle."

"Ah."

Chen Yanjun's hmm, the tone was high, and he said in a straight voice:

"Qian'an is so filial, my little uncle will follow your words. Under the uniform of my Danlin Academy, I can save the common people, and I can enter the imperial court. Why is it so cheap?"

After finishing speaking, he handed Bo Yi to Qiu Zhuo, jumped on the horse, raised his head and whipped.

(End of this chapter)