Chapter 512: 512 Leisure II
Chapter 512: 512 Leisure II
Outside the hospital.
On the road where people come and go, few people look at the wooden sign at the door.
Most people are not literate at all, and not many literate people pass by. For a while, no one stopped to check.
Just when the two drug boys were bored. A peach-eyed woman with baby fat cheeks walked to the door of the medical hall.
"Where's your pharmacist boss? Why are you two here?"
The woman was wearing a pink gold thread-trimmed one-piece dress, with a dark sapphire belt on her waist, one could tell that she was not an ordinary person.
"Sir, meditate and rest inside." As a boy, Xiaodong was dazzled and stuttered. Where did he talk to such a beautiful rich lady before?
The woman looked up at the plaque in the medical hall.
"Shanren, the name is very common, but the handwriting is very natural and freehand."
Lu Meisha got up early in the morning to dress up. She overheard the conversation between her brother and Zhang Rongfang before, knowing that Zhang Rongfang came back to open a medical clinic, and planned to stay in Wushan Mansion in the future.
She didn't feel anything at the time, but when she went back, she thought of the wretch who broke up before, compared with Zhang Rongfang, who had clearly stepped into a high-level warrior when he came back.
Something went wrong in her mind. Because she suddenly recalled everything she had encountered in these days.
As her elder brother's status in the family rose, more and more people talked to her younger sister.
But every time she sees someone who is talking about relatives, she can't help but compare him with Zhang Rongfang. So it breaks up every time.
"Meisa, I introduced you to Mr. Bai Jingyan of the Bai family. He is handsome and powerful. Why don't you go after seeing him once? You didn't go on an autumn outing when he invited you?" The elder brother's voice seemed to echo in his ears again.
"A trash that is not even as good as Zhang Rongfang! I don't even want to look at it! What's the use of being good-looking? Maybe it can stop swordsmen? Can it stop mobs outside the city?"
"Where is the eldest son of the Wacilian family? He is both civil and military, and now he has good martial arts at a young age."
"Even Zhang Rongfang can't beat him, such a good condition is also a mediocrity! It's unsightly!"
"What about the eldest son of Shangdu Taishi Academy? He is in his early thirties and has already reached the seventh rank."
"I'm only at the seventh rank at the age of 30. If Zhang Rongfang has his conditions, I am afraid that he is now at the eighth or ninth rank. How can you see such a thing?"
When she came back to her senses, Lu Meisha lowered her head. She originally planned to just wander around Jieshan, but before she knew it, she found the medical center.
She doesn't know what's wrong with her, but since she's here, let's go in and have a look, to see what kind of ghost Zhang Rongfang can open the hospital?
After entering the gate, Lu Meisha saw Zhang Rongfang sitting cross-legged behind the counter at the side of the lobby.
Compared with before, he seems to be a little smaller in stature, but these martial arts practitioners can always have some weird things happen, so don't worry about it.
"Hello!" She slapped the counter with a crisp sound.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Rongfang opened one eye and looked at her.
"You don't have anyone in the hospital, can you do it?" Lu Meisha suddenly felt that she had nothing to say, and she had a bad relationship with Zhang Rongfang, so she came here inexplicably, and she couldn't even explain the reason.
"Some people just watch, and no one rests. Just follow the fate." Zhang Rongfang replied.
At this time, he was still possessing puppets one by one, observing and looking for children, to see which one was easy to fool.
"I passed by here, and I saw that there is no one here, and the opening is so deserted. I am afraid that it will close after a short time." Lu Meisha said rudely.
"Isn't your martial arts very good? I heard that you have reached the sixth rank or above." She said again, "I am also practicing martial arts recently. When I reach the sixth rank, I will try to fight against you."
"Okay." Zhang Rongfang suddenly thought of those young girls who had worked hard for several years in order to improve the first grade in the Qinghe Palace. It can be repaired to normal.
Shaking his head in his heart, he stopped making a sound.
The two suddenly fell silent again.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but Lu Meisha didn't know why, her feet seemed to have taken root, stuck in place, and just refused to move.
"By the way, how is your Jinxiu now?" She asked again.
"Sent her back. We separated later. It is to protect her forever." Zhang Rongfang replied.
He can now see that his body is too strong, and it is impossible for ordinary people to be suitable.
"Separated?" Lu Meisha's heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly remembered the words of my sister-in-law Zhang Rongyu.
‘Maybe, Rong Fang has never been married, and now he’s back in Wushan, and he intentionally left you alone last time.’
Thinking of this, Lu Meisha suddenly had a thought in her mind.
"Could it be that he really treats me.!?"
As soon as this idea came out, it was like taking root, and I couldn't get rid of it anymore.
"No, I have to observe carefully. I have nothing to do today, so I can stay here for a while."
Lu Meisha immediately asked Zhang Rongfang about martial arts and medicine. Have a match or not, strike up a conversation casually.
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Muchi Mansion, underground.
A dark stone room.
The oil lamp is like a bean, illuminating a circle of surrounding stone walls.
In the stone room, a red-faced old man with white hair and beard almost dragging to the ground, is meditating with his eyes closed, adjusting his breath.
The old man was dressed in a white Confucian shirt, with two black jade rings on his upper arms, his posture was motionless, like a sculpture.
If it weren't for the very slight ups and downs on his chest, he would definitely be regarded as a sitting corpse.
Not long after, one wall of the stone room was slowly turned over, revealing two wide passages.
After the passage is a more spacious huge stone palace.
This stone room is actually linked to a huge underground stone palace.
A soft and beautiful woman in a red dress and a black veil walked into the stone room gracefully.
"Rong Yu, I have met the teacher." She bowed profusely, saluting respectfully.
In the stone room, the old man slowly opened his eyes.
"You just finished giving birth, why should you come down in such a hurry? It would be good to rest for a few more days."
"The main thing is important, and moreover, the disciples need more activities." Zhang Rongyu said with a smile. Although through the veil, it can be seen that his complexion is a little pale. But it doesn't look sick and should be fine.
"Thank you for your hard work." The old man sighed.
For Zhang Rongyu, a female disciple who started halfway, he actually didn't pay much attention to it at first.
Until later, the various strategies and strategies she showed were far better than the rest of the disciples.
Coupled with a little favor from his background, the old man accepted him as his family. Tim was the last disciple.
"Now that Wushan Mansion has Muchi Mansion where you live as a cover, we have been able to avoid several investigations by the Inspectorate of the Lingting Supervision Department. It is really difficult for you to deal with the noble spirit just for us. "The old man sighed.
"The teacher is serious. It's just that my husband treats me with sincerity and trust, and I hope that I can forgive him when things happen in the future." Zhang Rongyu earnestly pleaded.
"Nature." The old man nodded. "Now, you have successfully given birth to this line, and your son should be a disciple of this line. The owner of the lineage is coming soon, so you should be prepared."
"Yes." Zhang Rongyu said solemnly.
The seven veins of Confucianism, each vein master is an absolutely mysterious and powerful person. Their identities are extremely secretive. Now that her childbirth has attracted the attention of one of the seven vein masters, it is obvious that the plan has really started.
"Your son, Huanqing, will inherit the word of righteousness. When the Seven Gentlemen reappear in the future, it will be the time for my return to Confucianism!" The old man said solemnly.
"Disciple, understand!" Zhang Rongyu bowed his head in response.
Confucianism has a huge layout, and she was able to help her husband re-emerge so quickly and gain a higher and higher status in the family, relying on the help of Confucianism behind her.
In the Seven Gentlemen Project, in order to avoid the absolute barrier of the spirit blood, they were all chosen to be born as half-bloods.
Now she finally defeated the other candidates, making her son truly the sole heir!
This also means that in the future, Huanqing will be fully cultivated by one of the seven lines of Confucianism.
The Seven Gentlemen represent the seven top masters who were under Chen Junchen back then.
And their positions are passed down from generation to generation, and each generation of gentlemen is different.
Every gentleman, following the inheritance of the sages, wields a gentleman's sword.
This sword has the power to kill ghosts and gods!
But now, Zhang Rongyu has worked hard and finally succeeded in winning the sole successor position
For a moment, tears filled her eyes, and she felt that all these years of hardship and patience had finally paid off.
"In addition, although we secretly laid various foundations and planted different imprints for Huanqing when you were pregnant. But after birth, you still need to bathe her with three different prescriptions every day." At this time, the old man once again Open your mouth and exhort. Give out the prescriptions you need one by one.
The so-called seven gentlemen of Confucianism are equivalent to the saints and saints of other sects, Taoists and Buddhas. Even because of the inheritance of the gentleman's sword, the status of the seven gentlemen is even higher.
As long as this kind of existence does not die halfway, it is almost certain to be the top figure in charge of the lineage in the future.
"Okay, step back." The old man said softly after finishing the prescription.
"yes."
Zhang Rongyu left slowly.
The stone chamber returned to calm. But not long after, another person entered silently and stood still in front of the old man.
"Teacher, someone from the Lonely Flock Academy is here, probably for the exposure of Dongfang Mu."
"Dongfang Mu" the old man frowned slightly. "Since you've been exposed, don't touch him again. This person has been watched by the outside world."
The main force of Confucianism is Qimai. In addition, it is a separate force led by the former scattered Confucianism.
Dongfang Mu is one of the representatives of such independent forces.
This person has lived in seclusion for many years and has been secretly spreading his teacher's theoretical thoughts in Wushan Mansion. Words and deeds are somewhat aggressive and imprudent.
Their righteous line just keeps in touch with them.
"Then what about Zhang Rongfang?" the man said again. "Junior Sister Rong Yu's younger brother seems to be directly related to that Daoist Zhang Ying. There are powerful rumors that the two are the same person. But this is obviously impossible. We have inquired from the younger sister that when her younger brother Zhang Rongfang entered the Qing Palace, Just a normal guy."
"So, it is very likely that Zhang Ying is using Zhang Rongfang's identity to act outside. Combined with Zhang Rongfang's rapid progress into Gaopin in just a few years, Zhang Ying should be standing behind him." The old man nodded in agreement.
He changed his voice, and said again: "But these have nothing to do with us. Whether it is Daoism or other religions, they will be the targets of our complete annihilation in the future. Our opponents have not been them from the beginning but behind them"
"Disciple understands." The man cupped his fists and said.
"Soon. Soon, when the Seven Gentlemen gather together, it will be the time when the Lord of the Seven Meridians will return. At that time," the old man said softly, with a trace of anticipation in his eyes.