Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

Several fast horses galloped towards Wucheng. The leader was dressed in a black cloak embroidered with an eagle, and his face was full of determination and eagerness.

"Major General, the post is just ahead. Can we replenish it? The water bag is out of water." One of the horses caught up and lined up with the leader, yelling.

They had been running for almost a day and a night, and the rest time was less than an hour. Everyone was tired, but they did not dare to say anything.

 Because the major general was in a hurry to see his savior.

Quan Jing put a hand between his eyebrows and glanced at the sun's position, then said: "Then let's drink some water and eat some hot mutton soup. Quan An, please run forward and let them make arrangements."

After Quan An received the order, he raised his whip and jumped out like an arrow.

When a paper crane fell in front of the master out of thin air, he immediately had his horse ready and headed for Wucheng. He didn't know how the young master appeared in Wucheng. It was a coincidence that the paper crane had just landed in his hand. A message from Fei Ge came from Wucheng, saying that the youngest son in the Qin family's courtyard had offended the bully of Magistrate Nie's family and was dragged by a horse in the street and was seriously injured.

The youngest son of the Qin family who was exiled to the northwest, isn't he Qin Liuxi's younger brother?

Quan Jing immediately understood Qin Liuxi's purpose of coming, and it must be for her younger brother.

Sitting in the inn, drinking hot haggis soup and eating big cakes, Quan Jing took out the paper crane and took a look at the note written by Qin Liuxi. In fact, she didn't ask him to come, she just introduced someone to him. Which camp, and whose subordinates, the other party will have a banquet at the governor's house.

Qin Liuxi rarely took the initiative to make such requests. For medical consultations, money and money were paid. Even her family members who were exiled in the northwest did not let her take advantage of this favor. But now she introduced someone to him. I don’t know who that person is that deserves her to treat him like this.

Quan Jing ate the pancake in two bites, then drank the mutton soup and said, "I'll go first, and you can follow after you eat."

 Everyone: “…”

Who dares to do this?

He didn't care about the hot mutton soup, poured it directly into his mouth, and followed with the pancake in his mouth.

 …

 Baicaotang.

Qin Liuxi was grinding the prepared medicinal materials into powder one by one, rolling them into pills the size of soybeans, and drying them in the oven.

Doctor Sun stood by to help and said, "It's convenient to make the medicine like this, but it's a lot more troublesome."

You have to make it into powder, or make a concoction and mix it, and you have to follow the steps step by step, which is not an ordinary trouble.

"That's how refining medicine works. If you want the medicine to be effective quickly, steps and heat are the key. You can't just mix them into a bunch." Qin Liuxi sighed: "So it's not easy to make pills, and top-level medicine is even more difficult to make. A portion of medicinal materials It may not be possible to refine it, and even if it can be refined, not many people can make it into a pill, so it is precious."

"Is it the same as the one you gave to the second young master?" Dr. Sun asked tentatively: "I smell the smell of the medicine, and it looks a bit like what you gave to the young master."

Qin Liuxi glanced at him with a half-smile, and said: "It's not the same, it's the same medicinal material. It's just that it's a pill made from the ashes scraped from the alchemy furnace. It's not as good as the pill that my unlucky brother used to make." Essence, but also the ashes of the same medicine.”

Doctor Sun sighed incessantly, even the medicine ash is so powerful, which shows that the essence of the true elixir is no wonder Qin Mingyan was able to come back to life even after being injured like that.

 “How many pills can be produced from that portion of medicinal materials?”

Qin Liuxi gestured with his fingers, and then said with a dark face: "You don't have to ask anymore. One of the three pills is gone. I also made the medicine for my master."

 Don’t mention it again, it will hurt your body if you mention it.

Doctor Sun: Do you think you still lack a master?

However, he is not worthy!

The old man and the young man no longer talked about this matter. They just made **** together and talked about the strange and complicated diseases that they usually practice medicine.

The more they communicated, the more Dr. Sun felt that he actually still lacked a master, like the child in front of him who could be his granddaughter. The so-called masters come first, he is not afraid to recognize children as his teachers!

Qin Liuxi collected the pills on the oven one by one and put them in porcelain bottles, then packed them in a purse and took them with him.

Da da da.

The ground shook, and the sound of horse hooves could be heard rapidly in the distance.

Qin Liuxi's mind suddenly moved, his eyebrows slightly raised, he walked out of Baicaotang, folded his arms, and looked at the horses approaching in the distance.

He actually came in person.

 Quan Jing kept riding his horse forward, and suddenly he tightened the rope, and he flew up from the horse's back. He kicked the hidden weapon flying in front of him with a kick of his toes.

Several bodyguards looked shocked and gathered around him.

Quan Jing landed on the ground and looked at the hidden weapon that was kicked away by him. Was it a bean?

 Pap, pah, pah.

Qin Liuxi clapped his hands and stepped forward and said, "It seems that he is recovering well. He is very alert."

Hearing this familiar voice, Quan Jing's eyes lit up slightly. She stood up and stepped forward excitedly: "You are indeed still here." Thinking of her brother's situation, she calmed down and asked, "That brother of yours?"

 “Can’t die.”

"Sorry, I was negligent and couldn't let anyone stop it..."

"It's okay. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. With their status, it's impossible for anyone to be around to protect them at all times. This is his fate. Once it's over, he'll be fine."

Seeing that she didn't mind, Quan Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go over to the small courtyard and have a look? Otherwise, I would feel uneasy."

"No, your identity is quite recognizable. I see that there are people from the army walking in the city in the past two days. Don't bring you any trouble. Moreover, the little overlord who injured the boy is also half-dead now. If you go there, you will It would be even worse for him to recuperate if he blindly draws the attention of the prefect's family. I spent a lot of money to rescue him, so don't do it to me."

After hearing this, Quan Jing rushed to Qin Liuxi's refusal and said, "Then I'll let someone keep an eye on me secretly to prevent someone from being blind and making trouble again. Don't worry, I won't keep an eye on you for long. I've also received news that the Qin family There are some clues about the matter, and they should have a chance to return to Beijing."

"Um."

Since Quan Jing couldn't go to the Qin family courtyard, he wanted to find a place to sit and hang out. Qin Liuxi happily agreed. After taking a few steps, he saw Qin Boqing standing at the door of a shop in shock, looking at them.

"Xi'er." He looked at Quan Jing, his eyes half-squinted. This man was full of nobility, but also had a chilling air. Was he from the army? Why are you standing with your niece?

 Is it a pig that wants to serve cabbage?

Qin Boqing thought about it for a while, and looked at Quan Jing with a look that was more scrutinizing and probing, and also disgusted. It was not worthy!

Quan Jing: “?”

 What's going on with that look of disgust?

Qin Liuxi stepped forward and introduced Qin Boqing: "Third uncle, this is Young General Quan..."

Just after she finished speaking, she suddenly paused, looked a little stunned, frowned slightly, and counted with her fingers.

Taoist Taoists do not count others, nor themselves, nor their blood relatives, but this time, she felt taboo.

It’s such a troubled time, the old lady is going to be in trouble!