The fourth master of the Qing Dynasty escaped from his concubine

"Oh oh, ah..."

So soft, this is definitely the softest sound Qian Lanlan has ever heard, as soft as a boneless earthworm crawling.

In fact, Old Fourteen was in so much pain that his heart and liver were split.

That slender needle was inserted directly into Qian Lanlan's blood vessel, spinning around inside the blood vessel, and then opened it without mercy.

Blood flowed from the mouth, and Old Fourteen frowned in pain. His voice was so loud that he didn't dare to scream casually.

Afterwards, Qian Lanlan inserted a needle into the wound of a plump and plump horse beetle and squeezed out the blood. When the serum was injected, pain quickly dominated the screen on the face of the fourteenth man.

"Huhu..." Sweat beads covered his forehead, neck, and under the large mantle.

As the needles were inserted into the veins one by one, and the serum was injected bit by bit, Old Fourteen was not only in pain, but also in pain.

And regrets!

Why go out alone to find bad money?

In the end, you will find the punishment!

For a dignified seven-foot man, this little pain is actually nothing, it just makes him feel comfortable when he screams.

However, when he got up the next day, when Qian Lanlan told him the news, he was truly grieved!

At that time, he was lying on the bed, and the chirping sounds were already beating on the branches.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Qian Lanlan swooping in like a lively bird, followed by a large group of boys.

"Money sucks." He shouted, and found that his voice had recovered, and there was no longer the nauseating sound.

Thinking of the sound that made him want to vomit when he was drugged last night, he became irritated, and his eyes towards Qian Lanlan became very unkind.

Qian Lanlan didn't notice anything strange about Old Fourteen. After all, he had been poisoned continuously. Apart from looking weak, he still looked weak. "How do you feel?"

Came a doctor-like tone.

Old Fourteen didn't even move his body, he opened his mouth and said: "Not very good."

"Oh~" Qian Lanlan stepped forward and poked the flesh on the fourteenth's face.

"Huh." It was very sore. Old Fourteen frowned and found that the soreness between the stretched skin and flesh was vaguely rising, like a tide.

Observing the changes in Old Fourteen's face, Qian Lanlan asked again: "How are you now?"

Stretching his limbs slightly, he felt a numb feeling in his muscles, and the soreness was even more unstoppable. He said, "It's very sore, it hurts."

"That's right." Qian Lanlan said with a smile: "Your whole body is soaked in sour water now. It's not bad to call you sweet and sour pork ribs."

"How could this happen?" Old Fourteen struggled to get up, and pain immediately rushed through his body like a scourge.

He curled his lips and murmured: "I really regret it."

Seeing that he was struggling, Qian Lanlan stepped forward to help him. When she touched her hand, Old Fourteen's eyebrows stood up, "Don't touch me!"

He said: "It's so sour!"

In this regard, Qian Ruanlan can only hahaha.

After laughing, she warned again: "Hey, your hunt is coming in two days."

Yes, there is still hunting!

The fourteenth child was almost sick and couldn't remember that there was such a thing as hunting!

"But, with your current physical condition, it's difficult to stand up..." With a mixture of scorn and worry in his eyes, Qian Lanlan crossed his arms.

Frowning, Old Fourteen said displeasedly: "What do you mean?"

"That's bad news." She rubbed her hands and said hesitantly, "You may be sick for several days..."

The soreness suppressed the nerves, and Old Fourteen shouted angrily: "What?"

He originally thought he would just miss the opening ceremony, but now... "How many days will it last?"

Qian Lanlan tried his best to answer in a gentle voice: "It may take four or five days to gradually recover."

"What?" If he could jump up, Old Fourteen would definitely rush out, hold Qian's rotten neck tightly and ask: "How could this happen?"

"What about hunting?" he asked angrily.

Shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders, Qian Lanlan said helplessly: "Cold salad."

"Money sucks, get out of here!" His head hurt so much that Old Fourteenth felt that he needed to be quiet, so he said in a deep voice while rubbing his temples.

"Oh, okay." Qian Lanlan put the medicine on the small table and walked outside obediently.

Old Fourteen is now really out of the hunt. It will take four or five days to regain his strength, and he will have to lie down for four or five days to truly recover.

If you lie on the bed for one day, you will be unable to bear the bad money. If you lie on the bed for two days, if the money is bad, you will go crazy. If you lie on the bed for three days, if the money is bad, you will be depressed.

Not to mention lying in bed for four or five days, it's uncomfortable just thinking about it.

Qian Lanlan stood in front of the tent, holding his chin, looking at the two carriages coming, as if he was thoughtful.

Rather than...

It can be said that the reason why the fourteenth child was injured was inseparable from her.

Not to mention feeling guilty, in fact, when Qian Lanlan saw the wheel, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind and his hands felt a little itchy.

Running into a big tent, she rummaged around like a mouse, hoping to find something like a wooden bench or chair.

To her disappointment, no, no!

This is normal. This is a tent. You kneel or squat when eating. Why do you need a chair?

Do more!

When it was certain that the probability of finding a wooden bench was almost zero, Qian Lanlan pinned his hopes on the stove.

Then, there must be no wooden benches.

However, when it comes to burning firewood for cooking, there must be wood.

Thinking of this, she walked towards the smoking stove.

After searching several times, she took away a few mediocre-looking pieces of wood, as well as a large shovel that came from the cook's hand.

After collecting these small supplies, Qian Lanlan turned his attention to the big carriage again.

First, she observed the structure of the carriage, and then she thought about how to completely dismantle the carriage and get some usable parts.

After thinking for a while, Qian Lanlan picked up her wrench and hammer - a big shovel.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Noisy sounds popped out from the collision of iron and wood, attracting a group of boys and grooms to watch.

"What are you doing?" Amid the noise, the little medicine boy ran up first.

"Nothing!" Qian Lanlan looked up and asked, "Has your medicine been prepared?"

It was the herbs Qian Lanlan collected for him yesterday.

The little medicine boy thought about the smoking potion and said, "It's almost ready."

"You go clubbing by yourself!" Qian Lanlan said ruthlessly: "I'm busy and I don't care about you anymore. I told you what to do last night. It's your business whether you understand or not."

"Oh." The little medicine boy nodded, no longer delving into Qian Shanlan's actions, and ran away.

At the same time, a boy also ran away.

Soon, Old Fourteen was carried over.

“Money sucks!”

A sinister voice sounded from behind, Qian Lanlan turned around and put the big shovel on his shoulder.

Compared with the old fourteen who was supported by others, Qian Lanlan looked very powerful.

The carriage was obviously going to be ruined by money. Old Fourteen suppressed his temper and asked, "What are you doing?"

Looking at Old Fourteen with sincere eyes, Qian Lanlan smiled and said nothing: "Hehe."

The fourteenth old man didn't know how Qian Lanlan Guer gained weight, so he smashed his carriage without asking, and he still had a smile on his face after playing with it.

Seeing her stupid smile, Old Fourteen really didn't understand what it meant, and frowned, "Why are you asking, don't smile stupidly!"

She narrowed her mouth and replied: "Build a wheelchair."

wheelchair?

What is this?

The fourteenth raised his eyebrows to look at the money. His brows were covered in doubt, as if he was waiting for an explanation.

Qian Lanlan did not explain, but said with a smile: "Just wait and see."

Looking straight at the battered carriage wheel, Old Fourteen asked: "Are you going to destroy it?"

Shaking her head, Qian Lanlan strongly disagreed with this statement, so she changed the idiom: "Use waste."

waste?

Yes, it has been destroyed.

Seeing the half-lame wheel, Old Fourteen was a little annoyed. A good carriage was ruined by money! This is not an ordinary carriage, it is for the exclusive use of the prince. Its structure is built by the skilled craftsmen in the palace commissioned from the design drawings of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Qian Lanlan, this is not an ordinary carriage!" His voice was tough, with detectable anger, hoping that Qian Lanlan would listen to his thunder and stop as soon as possible.

"Then my wheelchair is not an ordinary wheelchair. It needs your extraordinary carriage to match it." She argued eloquently, and her smile was a bit flattering.

Like carving wood, Old Fourteen unconsciously had a question in his mind, what is a wheelchair?

"What is a wheelchair?"

Thumbs up, eyes filled with stars, Qian Lanlan praised: "A great thing!"

Weird!

Old Fourteen frowned, Qian was sometimes lively and playful - like jumping like a bird this morning, and sometimes cold and ruthless - for example, he refused to help him take drugs and blood.

Now, the language, the behavior is weird.

Weird guy!

"Go and carry the big chair in my tent." Old Fourteen wanted to see what Qian Lanlan was talking about!

Big chair?

As soon as he caught this keyword, the light in Qian Lanlan's eyes was as bright as a high-voltage light bulb, and he looked expectantly in the direction where the boy was running.

Looking towards Qian Lanlan's brain, Old Fourteen asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Hey." She smiled, turned around and ignored people, and continued to smash the carriage.

Despite her imposing manner, all she got in the end was just a box of nails.

However, it is precisely because of these few nails that she took away that the carriage has a rock-solid structure.

Now, the most critical thing has been knocked off, and the carriage is vulnerable.

With just one hard blow, the carriage could be shattered.

However, Qian Lanlan did not do this. She just pulled the horse in front of the car and drove the car back to its original position.

Old Fourteen was already sitting on the big chair, waiting for the next step with interest.

Unexpectedly, Qian Langlan's return moves towards him. What is he going to do?

Standing in front of Old Fourteenth, Qian Shanlan urged: "Get out of the way."

?

"What are you doing?" He stared at Qian Lanlan with suspicious eyes, and the fourteenth man couldn't sit very stable because of his tired body, so he held his waist and asked.

Qian Lanlan raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll give you a comfortable and cool chair."

"?" Old Fourteen still didn't understand. He frowned and held on to the handrail with no intention of going down.

Oh, there is no one who can't be cured by money.

She turned back and brought her hammer over, grinning with her teeth bared, and it looked like she was not someone to talk to.

"Can't you go down?"

"What are you going to do?" Old Fourteen immediately became alert, and the boys behind him also looked at the money rotten in shock.

This is so courageous.

I have seen people using knives to cut people, but I have never seen people using cooking shovels to scare people!

Seeing that the fourteenth man didn't move at all, Qian Lanlan grabbed the big shovel and stepped forward to greet the boys surrounding him: "The shovel doesn't have eyes, step back, step back!"

Who dared to stop even if he didn't have eyesight? Seeing the shovel swinging towards him desperately, all the boys took three steps back.

Some people even had sweat on their heads.

"You, you, you," Qian Lanlan, standing behind Lao Si's chair, pointed the big shovel out like a whip at the three of them and ordered: "Take your Fourteenth master back."

The three children seemed to have exploded hair and were stunned on the ground.

Fourteen didn't say anything. Is this kid so arrogant?

At this time, Old Fourteen couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand and pulled Qian Shanshan's clothes into his arms, and spat out in a vicious tone: "Qian Shanshan, you have passed!"

Qian Lanlan didn't panic. He put the shovel in his hand against the neck of the old fourteen and asked him with an embarrassed expression: "Is it sour?"

Not just sore, but painful.

Old Fourteen endured the physical pain and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Put it down!"

"Don't yell at me, this thing is very sharp. I'm afraid my hands will shake and I'll snap you." As she said this, she pressed the old fourteen's sore muscles hard.

The young man behind was dumbfounded. The two grown men were hugging each other so closely in broad daylight.

. . . Why don't you see Master Fourteen pushing that kid?

It's not that Old Fourteen doesn't want to resolve this embarrassing situation, it's just that his whole body is so soft and sore now, and he is really powerless!

"Ha ha……"

"Isn't it very sour?" Zuo smiled evilly, and the movements of Qian Lanlan's hands became even more ruthless: "Give me the chair."

"Huh -" Old Fourteen breathed out and said angrily: "No, get out!"

"Okay, then I'll try another method." She wasn't upset if the money was rotten. Anyway, her method was rough, and the Fourteenth had to accept it even if she didn't want to.

Immediately, Qian Lanlan put away the big shovel and stood up. He smiled. Old Fourteen's heart trembled, and he felt something bad.

The next second, Qian Lanlan squatted down and knocked the shovel on the bottom of the chair. Looking up, she smiled and persuaded the old fourteen to be more sensible: "I don't mind if you sit on it. Later, the bastard will be thrown to the sky!"

"You...you..." Old Fourteen was so angry that he almost cursed. He pointed at the money with trembling fingers like an old man.

The boy at the back saw something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to help the fourteenth man out of the chair.

After glaring at Qian Shanlan, the fourteenth man felt very tired. It was probably because of Qian Shanlan's previous methods that he was overwhelmed. He weakly ordered: "Let's go!"

"Take ginseng if you have qi deficiency." Qian Lanlan said casually without raising his head.

A slap in the face gave a sweet date, and the fourteenth child had a flat mouth and was unhappy.

However, this is all temporary.

Day two.

"Old Fourteen!"

"Old Fourteen!"

"Old Fourteen!"

After calling three times in a row, Qian Lanlan jumped to the center of the tent.

Chirp, you bird!

The fourteenth old man opened his eyes and glared at the rotten money, disturbing his dreams so early in the morning, and he cursed in his heart!

Qian Lanlan ignored Old Fourteen's annoyance, blocked Old Fourteen's sight, stood in front of the wheelchair covered with red cloth, and said happily: "It's a wheelchair."

"Where?" He raised his eyebrows, and the fourteenth man was also a little curious about what the wheelchair that Qian Shanlan was bragging about was.

Pulling the red cloth, Qian Lanlan pushed his shiny white teeth and banged happily: "Dang, Dang, Dang!"

"Ouch!" It was so unexpected. Old Fourteen said: "What the hell, so ugly?"

Quack, Qianlanlan stiffened, and stared at Old Fourteen's ignorant dog eyes unhappily, "Would you appreciate it?"

"..." Old Fourteen shook his head, "That's it?"

With his mouth slumped, Qian Shanlan was quite unhappy, but he pushed the little shabby wheelchair forward and pulled a soft cushion from Old Fourteen's body.

"call--"

As soon as she waved her hand, the cushion opened up and fell on the chair, covering the roughness, bumps, bumps, and carvings of the chair.

"Come up." Qian Lanlan ordered to Old Fourteen.

"No."

"You are not a prince even if you wear a dragon robe."

Old Fourteen said in disgust: "This thing is not worthy of my status."

Gritty, Qian Lanlan didn't like to talk nonsense with the fourteenth old man, so he reached out and pulled the back of the wheelchair, and the iron shovel immediately appeared: "Can't you get in?"

Oh, that’s awesome!

"Money sucks, can you be normal?" Old Fourteen was dissatisfied and shouted.

Pouting, Qian Lanlan said: "I don't care, I want you to sit on it."

"Oh, you are sick!" Old Fourteen glared, probably because the toxins were slowly being cleared away, his tone was not soft at all.

"Pat." Qian Lanlan took the shovel and patted his hand. The exposed teeth were a constant threat.

Seeing that Old Fourteen still couldn't move the money, he repeated his old trick and put the shovel against Old Fourteen's neck, "Hurry up."

"This is the first wheelchair in the Qing Dynasty, and it has great historical significance."

"Ha." Old Fourteen smiled, "You can brag about any bullshit."