Rebirth

Chapter 122 The way to deal with it!

It's no wonder that Ye Jingrong is on guard against Ming Yan, because Ming Yan, who is squatting outside the door at the moment, secretly wants to rush in, but after hesitating again and again, he still gives up, he is afraid that Ye Jingrong will really be angry with him!

So when Ye Jingrong opened his mouth to call Ming Yan into the house, Ming Yan was about to freeze into a popsicle in the cold wind of late autumn.

As soon as he entered the door, the well-dressed Ye Jingrong greeted his eyes. Ming Yan was a little disappointed. After looking at the tightly wrapped Ye Jingrong from top to bottom, he let out a slight sigh.

Seeing Ming Yan's reaction, Ye Jingrong knew what this lecherous ruffian was thinking, and gave Ming Yan an angry look. Ye Jingrong took a long bath towel from the shelf beside him, walked over and wiped Ming Yan carefully. Wet black long hair.

"Why are you running outside while you're still wet? You're going to go to war in a few days, what if you catch a cold?"

Ye Jingrong's gentle greeting tone made Ming Yan forget all his useless behavior just now, but thought After thinking about going to war against the Khitan tribe in a few days, Ming Yan's heroic sword eyebrows knit together again.

"My lord, what's bothering me?"

Ye Jingrong has always been very careful, almost the moment Ming Yan frowned, he noticed Ming Yan's distress.

"It's not a big deal, but the Khitan tribe is located in the northwest of Mingyou Kingdom, near the Miao border, where witchcraft and voodoo are said to be rampant. I'm afraid that passing through their territory on this trip will arouse their hostility. It's not going well.

Mingyan's worries are not groundless. The customs of the Miaojiang land are weird and they are very repulsive to outsiders. The reason why Mingyan is worried about this is that he can plan ahead and plan early! Why does the art of Miaojiang sound so familiar

? Ye Jingrong frowned slightly and searched carefully in his mind. After a while, his eyes lit up.

"The art of Miaojiang? I seem to have heard the master mention it. I will ask the master. Maybe there is a way to crack it!"

Ye Jingrong brows happily, and is about to turn around and leave, but for some reason, just after taking a few steps, the whole People are frozen in place.

Ming Yan was naturally unwilling to leave Ye Jingrong half a step away, and immediately followed behind Ye Jingrong, intending to discuss with that seemingly useless old man, but within a few steps, his wife suddenly became motionless, which made Ming Yan Feeling very puzzled, but after thinking about it for a while, Ming Yan knew the reason.

It was nothing more than the ointment he asked the old man to maintain, which made his wife feel ashamed to face others?

What's the matter? As the concubine of this king, it is tacit understanding that she will perform Zhou Gong's ceremony with this king, so what is there to be ashamed of?

"Let's go, ma'am, it's just right. I'll stop by and ask that old man for some ointment to maintain my wife's treasure!"

When Ming Yan said this, his face winked, which was called indecent. , at the same time, he grabbed Ye Jingrong's shoulders, and leaned his face to beg for a beating in a ruffian way!

"Treasure? What kind of treasure? Could it be a description of it? This metaphor makes Ye Jingrong feel ashamed, and wants to find a crack in the ground to get in!

" What nonsense are you talking about? It's not suitable for the prince to go, so let's wait here for news from Jing Rong.

Ye Jingrong cast a warning glance at Ming Yan, then raised his legs and walked away, with some flustered steps, and threw Ming Yan far away in a few breaths.

Seeing this scene, Ming Yan lowered his voice and let out a low laugh, but then he didn't obey Ye Jingrong's order, but stepped forward boldly, followed and went up.

It is rare to see his wife so casually teased, Ming Yan naturally can't miss it, and coupled with the way of dealing with the land of Miaojiang, Ming Ye is also very interested.

They came to the guest room where Prophet Fu was staying. Ye Jingrong was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, but Ming Yan, who was standing behind him, raised his foot with lightning speed, and kicked it away before Ye Jingrong. door.

"Old man, the king is here, come out to greet me quickly!

Ye Jingrong's face was ashamed when he heard this, and he turned his head slightly to look at it, and it turned out that he was facing Shang Mingyan's natural gaze. He was

speechless, Ye Jingrong was too lazy to say the same thing. Inexplicably, Ming Yan, who was in a state of excitement, was hesitant, but he cupped his hands slightly towards the direction of the room, and apologized respectfully: "Master, I have offended you. I have something important to ask, and I hope the master will come out." one sight! "

Prophet Fu was concentrating on cutting herbs, but Ming Yan's sudden kick on the door scared Prophet Fu into a fright, and the guillotine tilted, almost chopping off his fingers! His heart almost stopped beating in fright, Prophet

Fu He suddenly threw away the guillotine in his hand, then turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and subconsciously wanted to yell, but after he came to his senses, this was the palace of the Mingyou Kingdom, not his medicine valley in Changbai Mountain. In the end, The mother-in-law words rushed to the mouth, but they were swallowed back abruptly. It's so fucking

aggrieved. He is a medical saint who is said to be able to bring the dead back to life. It's nothing more than being a supporter, and he is ordered around like a servant, saying that the purpose of accepting apprentices is to show filial piety in front of him, but he, who accepts apprentices, has become the master of his disciples. Are you loyal to the king?

"Come in, come in, what's the matter? Is it possible to ask for ointment again? Just got you a whole bottle and it's gone so soon? The old man advises you, young people should not be so aggressive, they are prone to kidney deficiency! "

Prophet Fu shook his head and sighed helplessly while rambling in his mouth, but as soon as he turned around and walked to the door, he saw his precious apprentice who was blushing and didn't even dare to look straight at him, and beside Ye Jingrong was the He hated the bastard so much that he gritted his teeth, but unlike his precious apprentice, that grandson had a smug expression on his face at the moment, with a look of satisfaction on his face. Prophet Fu even saw something special in Ming Yan's eyes. Funny showing off.

Damn, is there something wrong with this product? What's so great about being with him? He is an old bachelor and he will not feel envious!

"Disciple, are you here? Hurry up and come in? What is the matter with you as a teacher?"

Without responding to Ming Yan, Prophet Fu waved directly at Ye Jingrong and welcomed him into the room.

Fearing that Ming Yan would say something inappropriate again, after seeing Fu Zhizhi, Ye Jingrong didn't care about the previous matter, but rushed before Ming Yan, and said first: "Master, it's like this, My lord will go through the Miao border this time, and it is rumored that the Miao people are good at witchcraft, I wonder if the master has a way to break it, just in case?"

Hearing this, Prophet Fu pondered for a while He replied: "Actually, the so-called voodoo technique is just a kind of poisoning. This is what the old man's junior is good at. The old man doesn't know how to inject poison to people, but this method of detoxification and saving people, If the old man says no, there will probably be no one in this world!"

When Prophet Fu said this, he shook his head and stroked his goatee with a smug expression on his face.

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingrong knew there was something to be done, and immediately beamed with joy, begging Fu Zhizhi to let him know!

As for his apprentices, Prophet Fu naturally taught them all.

"How about this, you and the old man come here, as for the prince, please go back, you won't do anything anyway, it's a hindrance if you follow!" Fu Zhizhibai glanced at Ming Yan, and expelled him bluntly.

Hearing this, Ye Jingrong didn't say anything nice to Ming Yan, but turned her head slightly and cast a stern wink, making Ming Yan, who was trying not to listen to the advice and insisted on following, stand still unwillingly.

Really, let's discuss a way to deal with it. As for guarding against him like this? He Mingyan doesn't know how to learn art secretly, not to mention anything else, just the list of herbal medicine names is enough to give Mingyan a headache!

Standing at the gate of Prophet Fu for a while, Ming Yan finally turned around and left. Seeing this, he won't be able to get out for a while. He should go back to Rongjunge and wait, maybe when his wife comes back , I also remembered that I was going to be lucky with him!

Sure enough, Ye Jingrong stayed in Fu Zhizhi's room for a whole day, and Ming Yan waited in Rongjun Pavilion for a whole day. If he didn't know that the old man would be powerless even if he wanted to, Ming Yan might not be able to resist calling the door. He begged his wife back!

Speaking of which, Ye Jingrong was a bit reluctant to accept the amount of knowledge acquired this day, and this was just a brief introduction by Prophet Fu. For some detailed content, Prophet Fu delivered Ye Jingrong three books with a thickness of three inches. Ye Jingrong went back to study carefully, thinking hard!

After taking the book, Ye Jingrong was about to turn around and leave after thanking her repeatedly, but at this moment, Prophet Fu grabbed Ye Jingrong's sleeve and forced a small bottle of ointment into Ye Jingrong's palm.

After turning a pair of old eyes to look left and right to make sure there was no one around, Prophet Fu lowered his voice, and said with great concern: "My beloved, this is the secret medicine for the boudoir researched by the master. No matter how dry you are, you can use it more when you have time, and you will suffer less in the future!"

Hearing this, Ye Jingrong was startled for a while, but after he realized it, he felt hot in his palms, as well as his whole body. Not because of Fu Zhizhi's painstaking efforts, Ye Jingrong had already thrown this embarrassing ointment away.

Now it's all right, the matter between him and the prince can't be hidden from the master, and here, Ye Jingrong can't stay here for a moment!

"Disciple...disciple understands, thank...thank you for your compassion, master!"

Ye Jingrong, who was always calm and calm, became a little lisp when he said this. After hurriedly putting down the words, Ye Jingrong He rushed out as if fleeing, and stumbled all the way back to Rongjun Pavilion!