"...Haha.....Zhang Dongming didn't know about it?"

The sunlight passes through the gaps of trees, and birds jump around on the swaying branches. The open window lattice of the house below, the old and the young sit on the desk, the tea, pastries, and the pages of the book are turned over the ink fragrance.

Lu Liangsheng smiled and put down the teacup. He was invited by the old man at dawn and asked about the whole story of last night.

"He doesn't know that his expression will not be fake."

"Hmph, a businessman, I am in love with his son and nodded to agree to this marriage. What's the result?"

Zhou Ying slapped the table and shook the tea a little. Even though he knew that the matter had come to an end, when he talked about the pain of his daughter, he wanted to run to Zhang's mansion and vomited hard.

"......I can't stand the temptation of the vixen and do such a miserable thing. I will leave this marriage tomorrow."

After saying that, he raised his hands to thank the scholar on the opposite side.

The servant on the eaves of the door and the servants were waiting respectfully, and did not dare to look at them.

In the room, Lu Liangsheng also received this gift. After all, he was not alone in his efforts, so he just thought it was for Sun Yingxian.

Then, he stood up and bowed.

"Old Mr. Zhou, there are still wounded people in the side yard that need care, so I will go back first."

"Okay, but you need to review your homework."

Zhou Ying no longer tried to keep him, and he knew almost everything he should know, so he sent him to the entrance of the study.

"At the fifth day of the day, I ordered people to make ginseng soup. It was almost done. I'll be there later. I'll send it to Liangsheng and the Taoist priest."

"The good student Yingxian thanked Mr. Zhou."

The courtesy was thorough and people couldn't find any fault. Lu Liangsheng bowed his hand and walked back to the side courtyard quickly. Now the matter has been resolved, and the rest of the matter between Zhou Mansion and Zhang Mansion has nothing to do with him.

Back to the side yard with a relaxed look, Sun Yingxian lay lazily on the lounge chair and basking in the sun, with a pair of crutches beside him for his movements.

Lu Liangsheng put up the easel, turned the book "Mountain and Sea Map" a few pages, found a portrait of a ferocious beast, put it aside, took the ink ink and sat on the stool to grind the ink, and turned his head to look under the eaves.

"By the way, where is my master?"

The Taoist opened his eyes and lazily turned his head.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him come out in the morning, who knows what to do?" He opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the scholar over there, and moaned: "Ouch...my hands...Ouch...my feet hurt too, kindly help...and don't say anything to look at me..."

The green ink was applied, and Lu Liangsheng slowly outlined the tip of the pen and drew paper, listened to the Taoist moan under the eaves, outlined a smile, and continued to draw.

"I put your medicine on it, and I wrap the bandages on it. I will go out to the street to tailor your clothes again. Why don't you care about you?"

Sun Yingxian laughed twice, turned around again, and looked at the scholar behind the easel: "I don't have many relatives anymore, feel the warmth more."

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered the Taoist incident.

"By the way, that guy is just handing it over to the yamen?"

"What stupid words are you saying?" Lu Liangsheng turned his face slightly and smiled, "The left captain would have been ambushed a long time ago. If he didn't hand over the person, would he still let me attack the government? The exam was not only broken, but also caused Lujia Village, County Magistrate Min and my mentor... But Zuo Zhengyang is also a good person to talk to, the one before..."

While talking, at the gate of the side yard, two maids came in with trays.

"Mr. Lu, Master Sun, this is the ginseng soup that the master told the kitchen to make to replenish the two of you."

Before the maid could put down the soup bowl, Sun Yingxian stood up with a crutch, limped over to catch it, took a sip, squinted his eyes and enjoyed the aftertaste of the soup.

"This rich family tsk... in one word: it's great!"

While saying that, he also winked at the maid, which made the maid hurriedly packed the tray and hurriedly accused the scholar of the crime, and flee away.

"I don't have the strength to do it... like those two fox monsters, a vulgar fan!"

Lu Liangsheng smiled and hooked a long body on the paper, embellishing the blue rocks and flowers in the distance, "You are so abrupt, can others not run away?"

The Taoist curled his lips and walked back with the ginseng soup.

"...My master told me that this is a woman who wants to be direct, you don't understand."

Halfway through, he quickly accelerated his pace and ran towards the end along the eaves. Lu Liangsheng turned his eyes to look at his limping back.

"What are you doing?"

"Pit!" Sun Yingxian roared over there.

Lu Liangsheng shook his head and turned back to continue painting. The breeze blew, and the sunlight fell mottled through the gaps of the branches, reflecting on the scholar's robe and shaking gently.

Inside the room, the short figure was laughing. In the toad eyes, the green pills spit out from the mouth of the gourd were grabbed in the webbing, and a faint fragrance was emitting.

"Haha... I finally don't have to suffer grievances everywhere..."

He threw away the gourd, held the pill with his webbed hands, and slowly walked outside, looking at the scholar who was painting in the yard.

The toad Taoist eyes flashed with a tangled look, and he tightly squeezed the green pill.

Liangsheng…..

If I were given it, I would be able to reach the foundation building in one fell swoop...

....No, no, my cultivation is important.

A tangled thought flashed by. He held the pill and prepared to find a secluded place to concentrate on absorbing it. This process cannot be interrupted by people or things...

Then he quietly lifted his flippers and walked over the threshold and sneaked out.

...

On the other end of the eaves, Taoist, who had only walked out more than ten steps, turned back with a cane.

"Damn it, why are you going to the cottage with ginseng soup? Lao Lu, please help me and help me untie my belt!"

Limped, he raised his cane in front, and his short legs were stepping out of the threshold. The toad Taoist holding the pill turned his head. The toad eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't help but cracked his mouth and cursed: "That's the mother--"

The tail of the stick he threw was from bottom to top, hitting his webbed, his chin, and a lightening point in his hand, something was removed and he threw it away.

No……

Taoist Toad hit the threshold backwards, and in his eyes, he watched the blue color rush out of the eaves, throwing an arc from afar, and landing in the yard.

Gudong...

The ginseng soup placed on a short table made a slight sound, splashing out a few soups. The next second, one hand reached out, picked up the bowl, put it to your mouth and drank the only ginseng soup left.

"Well... why does the taste weird..."

Lu Liangsheng smacked his lips, looked at the bottom of the bowl, and saw the toad sitting on the ground there, and quickly put down the bowl and stood up: He called out respectfully.

"Master."

Under the eaves, the toad Taoist looked dull, his lips kept shaking, and Sun Yingxian's voice was in his ears: "Old toad, your disciple is calling you." They all ignored it.

He slowly got up and walked out with a sway.

Lu Liangsheng looked at the Taoist, and quickly shouted, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"I... it's okay..."

The short, distraught little back raised the frog web and shook it, "I just want to go out for a walk... and walk..."

The morning sun became bright and bright, and the sound of cicadas gradually became annoying. The servants who came and went to the courtyard did not notice that a toad was pulling flowers and plants between the rockery in the flower garden and the eyes of the two toads were full of lustful aura.

"I'm so angry, why is this happening..."

He whispered with gritted teeth, looked to the direction of the side yard, threw the grass stem in his hand to the ground, and stepped on two webbed lines.

"It's outrageous... No... If this continues, when will I be able to recover from my cultivation level? I must separate from my disciple..."

His eyes turned to the front yard again, and Hulu didn't want it for the time being. He turned around and ran away while picking up a few people. He panted and sneaked out of the yard.

I looked back at the towering gate of Zhoufu Courtyard.

"When I recover, come back again!"

However, as soon as he turned around, a pair of horse hooves fell in his sight, and stood on the ground with his mouth and nose against the toad Taoist. His eyes were raised, and a man wearing a robe in the constable's yamen was just hanging down his gaze.

Look at him.

Taoist Toad quickly fell down, plated into pieces, and bulged his cheeks.

“Qu…”

Um?

Zuo Zhengyang dismounted and lifted the toad up.
Chapter completed!