The little episode of Zhao Erzhu fainting did not affect how long it took to review. After some drill, Qingji was quite satisfied with the result and was about to leave and return to Aicheng.

"Mengchang, draw a cavalry from you and Huachen." Qingji said to Yan Mengchang before leaving.

"Young Master, I'll just walk behind," Hua Chen said embarrassingly.

"You have been tired all day, so you'd better ride a horse," said Qingji.

"Actually, young master, I can't ride a horse." Hua Chen was helpless and thought, "Is it okay for everyone to be more tactful, and he insisted on being so straightforward."

Qingji was stunned and laughed. His laughter was refreshing, which made Hua Chen not feel that he was being ridiculed at all. Instead, he felt like he was bathed in spring breeze and laughed directly.

Hua Chen finally followed the team to Aicheng. There was a ox cart waiting at the gate of the city. Qingji got off the horse and entered the ox cart, and then waved his hand to greet Hua Chen in. Hua Chen was surprised. This treatment was much higher than giving him a horse. "The medical skills he showed have such a great effect? ​​Hua Chen thought to himself.

In fact, there are indeed. In this era, some people fainted and had no breath. The treatment method is to slap him twice. It is best to slap him twice. If you can't slap him, just fill some water and still don't wake up. I'm sorry, I can only dig a hole and bury it to avoid the disease. Hua Chen just patted Zhao Erzhu twice, and then scraped it with a knife, and Zhao Erzhu would be able to jump around. In Hua Chen's opinion, this was just a treatment for a patient with heatstroke. It was no big deal, but in the eyes of Qingji and tens of thousands of soldiers, it was no different from "the dead person is raised and the flesh is white bones".

When we arrived in Aicheng, Huachen felt like a country boy entering the city again. There were crowds of shops on the streets, and the buildings on both sides of the street were everywhere. Unlike Zhaojia Village, where only one family was 180 meters apart, sitting in a ox cart and looking through the car windows at the scene on both sides of the road, it was like a map of the river on the Qingming Festival. The only drawback is that there is no river water, even if there is, it is a moat outside the city.

Qingji's mansion is located in the center of Aicheng. It was built for him by the front guards of Aicheng. The building layout is grand. Unfortunately, he was dismissed as soon as the construction was completed. Qingji then took over Aicheng and took over the city lord's mansion. Qingji, who was carrying a great revenge, would not waste the people and money, and built a luxury house for him. However, since there were those who came to him, Qingji was willing to accept it - it would be useless to stay.

Hua Chen, who lived in the city lord's mansion, has his own independent house and a large small garden. The garden is full of all kinds of flowers. It has been several days since he arrived at the city lord's mansion, but Hua Chen has not counted how many flowers there are in the garden.

That night, sitting in the garden pavilion, Hua Chen was thinking about all the past two months. Before he knew it, he had already treated two people. The treatment techniques and medicines that he thought were common to him were magical skills and holy medicines in the eyes of these ancient people. Do you want to be the first doctor in the Spring and Autumn Period? Thinking about it, he shook his head and smiled. Now in the city lord's mansion, Qing Ji regarded himself as a guest of honor. He was very courteous, so staying was a good choice.

As a modern person, although he has no social experience, it is a "novice" to put it bluntly, Hua Chen still knows that Qingji's preferential treatment is to recruit himself, because he is valuable, and once the value cannot be realized, he will change his attitude. This is a common problem of superiors and human nature. Hua Chen is in a dilemma. On the one hand, Hua Chen knows that the original intention of joining the army before cannot be realized. During this period in the military camp, Hua Chen learned that this is an era that focuses on identity. No matter how great the military merits a civilian made, he is an ordinary soldier. The nobles join the army are generals. In this way, it would be much better to be a disciple under Qingji's sect;

But on the other hand, Hua Chen didn't know if Qing Ji was the king of Wu in history. In other words, could Qing Ji succeed in attacking Wu? If he could, he would use his modern-day keen mind to assist Qing Ji, and he might be able to be a marquis and ministers; if he could not... he would probably be the emperor and the ministers.

Will Qingji fail? After seeing Qingji's comfort to the people's hearts, the military's attention, the talent (Hua Chen positioned himself as a talent at this time) and the heroic spirit of looking down on the world, Hua Chen believes that such a person will not fail, at least it is unlikely to fail. As if he made up some determination, through the night, Hua Chen walked towards Qingji's residence.

"Young Master, Mr. Hua Chen is asking for a meeting." The book boy respectfully reported to Qingji, who was sitting next to the book button.

"Come in quickly, sir!" Qingji raised his eyes slightly and said to Shutong. Anyone who knows Qingji knows that this small action means that he is very concerned about something.

After a while, Hua Chen came to Qingji under the leadership of Shutong.

"It's getting late, and the sir hasn't fallen asleep yet, but I'm not used to staying?" Qingji asked.

"Young master is very kind to Hua Chen, and he is kind to you, and gives you a good house and Chen. Why are you not used to saying this?" Hua Chen said respectfully.

"Why don't you know what happened to Mr. come late at night?" Qing Ji asked in a puzzled voice, but his face was as deep as water, making people unable to see what he was thinking.

"Ha! The moon is as beautiful as a painting, and I should raise my glass to invite the bright moon. Chen has a moon in his eyes and there is no wine in front of him, so he came to the young master to ask for a drink, hoping that the young master would be able to fulfill it." Hua Chen looked at the night sky, then turned to Qingji and said slowly.

"Sir, I am so elegant, how dare Qingji not follow me? Come and go to the warehouse to get wine." Qingji said to the servant when he heard this.

After calling the servant to pick up the wine, Qingji's mouth tilted slightly and said to Hua Chen: "The wine in my warehouse is a good wine. I have set rules that if you don't give or sell these good wines, you can only change them."

"I don't know the rules in the young master's mansion, so I asked for wine rashly, but Hua Chen was abrupt." Hua Chen hurriedly bowed.

"No problem, Mr. Xu is a miracle doctor in the world and can cure thousands of soldiers. How could Qingji blame him for this little thing? But I don't know what kind of wine he is planning to change to our warehouse now?" Qingji asked slightly anxiously.

"Chen's body has no objects, and only when Mr. Meng gave him a house can he have a place to settle down. A little medical skill is not enough to be praised, let alone treat thousands of soldiers. So Chen really couldn't think of any good wine worthy of Mr.," Hua Chen said guiltily. Hua Chen wanted to stay with Qingji's side to do something, and was willing to cure diseases and save people within his ability, but he did not want to face the countless wounded soldiers after a war. He was a human, not a robot.

The two of them silenced at the same time, and the atmosphere solidified for a moment.

"Is the map of the nations placed in front of the young master?" Hua Chen looked at the book and pressed the previous map, making a sound to break the silence.

Seeing Hua Chen changing the topic, Qing Ji was a little disappointed. Is it because he was too eager to force him? He thought to himself.

"That is, when the former king attacked Chu, he gave me the topographic maps of the countries and I was killed, and I also wandered to other countries, but I have always kept this map." When Hua Chen mentioned this map, Qingji couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of his father Ji Liao.

"See how old the young master is, I can't think that the young master has led troops to fight for many years. It turns out that he is a hero and a young man!" Hua Chen slapped his horse's buttocks and continued: "I am from the countryside, ignorant, and after joining the army, he only has training and no actual combat. Can the young master tell me what war is like?" Hua Chen sat next to Qingji, with a fire of curiosity burning in his eyes, looking like an audience member who was listening to books.

It is said that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Qingji is very disappointed now. He hopes that Hua Chen can take the initiative to treat wounded soldiers for the army. Although the manpower is sometimes poor, the more he can treat one person, the more combat power he has. His hint is so obvious, but Hua Chen belittles his medical skills and refuses to be a military doctor. Whether Hua Chen is really stupid or pretends to be stupid, he can only give up at this time.

After thinking it through, Qingji finally noticed Hua Chen at this time and was speechless. He usually treated his guests very well and never put on airs, but his guests also kept their respects. The first person who was like this guy who wanted to tell stories by himself was the first to listen to them.

While depressed, Qingji was a little surprised. He had been in the upper hand for a long time. When the people around him saw him, he always looked respectful. Seeing this look made him feel like he wanted to express his feelings.

At this time, the servant returned from picking up the wine and poured a glass for Qingji and Hua Chen. Qingji sat down but did not move, so Hua Chen could not move. After a long time, Qingji sighed and finally picked up a glass of wine, signaling Hua Chen to drink together. Hua Chen also picked up the wine glass, and the two of them drank at the same time. After drinking, Hua Chen said, "It's getting late, so I won't disturb the young master." After that, he got up and left, as if the person who was about to listen to the story just now was not him.

When he walked to the door, Hua Chen suddenly turned around and said to Qingji, "Thank you for your good wine. Hua Chen has nothing to exchange for this wine. I only hope to follow your son and help your son achieve great achievements." At this time, Hua Chen looked solemn, bowed deeply, and kept this posture and slowly retreated out of the door towards Qingji.

Hua Chen, who left Qingji's residence, breathed a sigh of relief. To be precise, when Qingji picked up the wine glass, he had already breathed a sigh of relief. He vaguely refused to join the army and practice medicine. In Qingji's heart, he lost his value as a guest. At this time, Qingji was still willing to drink with him, but he still recognized his identity as a guest. Finally, he expressed his determination to serve him by using Qingji's rules that he didn't know whether it was true or false, and his actions tonight were successful.

That night, Qingji stood in front of the pavilion and was puzzled by his previous actions: Hua Chen refused his recruitment and refused to join the army and practice medicine again. Why did he keep him? He said that he would assist me. Apart from medical skills, he was an uneducated rural citizen, so how could he assist him? Because he was the first person in many years to sit in front of him without permission? Thinking of this reason, Qingji smiled helplessly. What was wrong with him?
Chapter completed!