Datang Imperial Physician

Chapter 103
Take Dahu and Erhu down to wash and change clothes.After taking off his clothes, he realized that Dug's chest had been scratched by the bear's claws. It was bloody and bloody, which was terrifying.

Wei Zhi frowned, and blamed: "Don't you know if you're injured? Did you get beaten up?"

Ask Erhu to go to Wei Wen's office and bring the first aid kit he carried with him.Before going out, Xie Jiu was careful, saying that he was hunting and would be easily injured, so he packed a small medical first aid package, which was unexpectedly useful.

Dahu smiled stupidly: "I didn't feel any pain at the time, and I didn't notice it."

Wei Chi was amused and asked him, "What is pain?"

Duo really thought about it, and answered seriously: "When I was six years old, I went hunting with my younger brother, and my leg was pinched by the iron teeth of the animal armor. That was the most painful thing. It’s not even painful.”

Wei Jia smiled, and felt more and more lucky that he had picked up such a solid-eyed brother with good skills and came back. I don't know who is better between the two brothers and Xie Jiu, um, there is a chance for them to compare .

He told Du Hu not to break the wound or touch the water, and Du Hu honestly agreed.After healed the wound and went out, drunk, the barbecue meeting was very lively. As soon as Wei Zhi went out, Cheng Zhijie called his kid and dragged him over.

"Wei Jia, Wei Ziyue, Wei Silang, Wei Xiaosi! You're actually hiding something!"

As soon as he passed, Wei Jia was given such a big hat by Cheng Zhijie, and there were as many as four titles.There is no doubt about the accent and tone of voice, they were still infected by Wei Chi. Now, basically, the members of the Locust Army of the Tang Dynasty are just ya, making Wei Chi both happy and sad.Happily, he saw the power of catchphrases again. Sadly, what used to be a pure Beijing accent is now spoken with accents from all corners of the country. Cheng Zhijie’s just now is the Shandong Jeju accent version.

Wei Chi hurriedly declared his innocence: "Wait, Uncle Cheng, I can't bear the charge of my nephew, please explain clearly first, otherwise, I will die with regret, and I won't even be able to close my eyes."

"Okay, let you understand clearly, tell me, my cook went to ask your cook to be his master, why didn't he learn how to make the lo-mei thing you brought? And those tea eggs, and those sandwiches? This is not hiding, what else is it called? You are not kind, you are hiding from your uncle! Ask your father, should you hit me?"

Cheng Zhijie was very excited. If Wei Jia hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands, he would have sprayed Wei Jia's face with saliva early.Wei Jia hurriedly looked at his adoptive father innocently. His foster father stroked his beard, made a smile like a Maitreya, and said, "Cheng Yaojin, you old man, don't bully Shiro, your cook is not like Shiro's cook." Master, how can I teach you everything! Is there any reason? Bullying juniors, you are a fool!"

well said!Your foster father is wise!

Wei Chi really wanted to applaud and shout like this, but considering Cheng Zhijie's force value, he could only regretfully dismiss the idea.

"I am nothing but Wei Jia and Wei Xiaosi's uncle. Is it right for a nephew to respect his uncle? Brother Shubao, I only ask you this question, isn't it right?"

Cheng Zhijie smiled so proudly, with a rascal face, he showed his righteousness.

"Well, you Cheng Zhijie, you actually bullied my old Qin's house, come on, don't do it for a long time, let's practice, let me, old Qin, see if you have made progress with your three axes!" The two old men quarreled, It was very frightening, spittle flew together with saliva, and Wei Jia and other boys had no color on their faces.

"Okay! Don't tell me I, Cheng Zhijie, are still afraid of Qin Shubao's cooked copper mace! Come here, whoever is afraid of whom!"

After all, two old men, one is looking for a double mace, the other is looking for a broad axe, ready to fight.On the side, Li Ji, Yu Chigong and other familiar veterans and generals didn't try to persuade them to fight, but they actually booed, and each chose one person to support, lest the world would not be chaotic.

"Well, Uncle Cheng, adoptive father, it's just braised meat, don't...

Wei Jia ran away before he finished speaking, why, because the dust that the two old men jumped up was too big, this guy ate a mouthful of ashes as soon as he opened his mouth, Qin Meng quickly pulled him aside to sit down, Not the slightest bit surprised, with a look of peace of mind, said: "I won't play hard, father and Uncle Cheng are just playing around."

Wei Chi was dumbfounded, and murmured: "The autumn wind is blowing, the drums are beating, who is afraid of whom in the hunting field!"

Qin Meng, who was next to him, spit out his wine, pointed at Wei Chi and laughed wildly, laughing so hard that this fellow bowed his head in embarrassment, how did he say what was in his heart!Mistakes.

The commotion here alarmed His Majesty Li Er, and His Majesty Li Er didn't care about the two old men who were fighting, and went straight to the point: "This time, why did they fight again?"

Yu Chigong laughed, and explained the reason and process of the matter. His Majesty Li Er gave Wei Jia a meaningful look, and Wei Jia hurriedly stated: "It's just that I forgot it for a while. Turn around and let my cook make it up."

All the old men nodded in satisfaction, and turned their attention to the fight between the two old men. His Majesty Li Er looked nostalgic and said, "It's been a long time since I saw Shu Bao use force."

Wei Zhi sweated profusely, only talking about his foster father, not Cheng Zhijie, so Cheng Zhijie would find someone to fight when he was free, right? !

Qin Meng probably saw the doubts of his righteous brother, and explained in a low voice: "Uncle Cheng is better at martial arts, as long as he is in Beijing, he will find a few uncles and uncles to compete with him from time to time. Most of the people present have competed with Uncle Cheng."

Good martial arts? !Competition? !I'm afraid it's an itchy hand and I want to fight!Wei Chi was sweating.

Sure enough, this fight was over after only one stick of incense, just in time for another round of Wei Wen's barbecue to be served, Wei Jia was extremely suspicious, the two old men did it after calculating the time, otherwise would it be such a coincidence?

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"Ziyue, it's your turn!"

After eating barbecue and cooking, I was exercising to eliminate my food. I don’t know if I was aroused by the fight between the two old men, or I didn’t vent my energy on the mountain. Some wicked guy I don’t know suggested a competition.

In martial arts competitions, Wei Chi can also push the big tiger and the two tigers to compete in archery. His Majesty Li Er said that there are six arts for a gentleman, rites, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics.Even Mr. Fang Xuanling and Mr. Wei Zhengwei can go to the field to shoot a few arrows. It is impossible for a young guy like Wei Jia to not move at all!

Wei Jia is an ignorant guy, Li, His Majesty Li Er sent someone to train him the day after tomorrow; Le, I haven’t seen this guy touch the piano or play the zither, and he can only sing two popular songs; Yu, There is a servant and a groom in this guy's family, so he doesn't need to learn; book, this guy's calligraphy is needless to say, but fortunately he has read a lot of books; counting, fortunately, this guy still has one thing to be proud of; shooting... Needless to say this.

Under the watchful eyes of His Majesty Li Er and the ministers, ministers' children, and the dandies in the capital, Wei Jia took off the bow on his back. This was a light bow specially found for him by the housekeeper. Can fill up.

He held his head up and chest out, walked forward boldly and high-spiritedly, drew his bow fully, and was about to shoot——

"Wait a minute, Ziyue, how many stones is your bow?"

Wei Chi's face remained unchanged: "Return to Your Majesty, a stone."

A gust of autumn wind blew away a fallen leaf, making everyone petrified.After a while, the crowd broke out into a burst of enthusiastic laughter. Wei Jia didn't change his face. Don't be ashamed, this is a weakness, a shortcoming, the ruler is long, and the inch is short. This guy thinks he is a doctor, and his arm strength is not as good as a human. There is nothing to be ashamed of. The growth environment is different.

Immediately, he stepped forward, aimed at the archery target, aimed, and released the arrow. Then, there was a scream——and then, a group of people fell down with a crash, laughing.

The guy's arrow was released, but it was not strong enough, and it missed the target. He thought it would miss, but in the end, he shot the guard standing guard next to him, and hit his thigh. If he moved two inches to the side, he would hit a vital point, and he would kill his family.

Wei Chi wiped off his cold sweat, and hurried over to give first aid. Fortunately, thanks to his weak arm, he didn't shoot into the flesh, but just made a cut, and the arrow slipped away. The wound was not deep, but it was stretched a little longer. Sprinkle anti-inflammatory drugs, and ask the injured guards not to get wet, not even bandages.

(End of this chapter)