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Everyone looked back suddenly and saw that it was Zhao Na who was screaming just now. When Zhao Na saw everyone looking at her calmly, her jade face turned red.

"Why?" Marshal Dejing looked at Zhao Na, then looked at He Qihuan, his eyes full of smiles.

Zhao Na's father frowned, while Princess Chang'an smiled, covered her cherry mouth with her jade hands, and chuckled at Zhao Na. Princess Changsheng looked inexplicably and kept scanning the two of them.

"Because...because..." Zhao Na unconsciously twisted the ribbons of her dress, and she was a little disgusted.

"Haha, do you like this little baby?" Marshal Dejing smiled.

Zhao Na paused, her true nature of twitching and claws was exposed: "Uncle De, don't talk nonsense! Tell you the truth, he is my younger brother, how can you call your senior brother? This... this is not..."

Yes, Marshal Dejing and Zhao Na’s father are peers. If Marshal He Qihuan and Marshal Dejing become senior brothers, then wouldn’t He Qihuan also become Zhao Na’s elders?

Seeing Zhao Na's angry look, Marshal Dejing laughed. But when General Zhao saw his daughter slamming her feet with his hips, he couldn't help frowning - this was too weak to look like a gentle and sage!

"Okay, okay, little girl, look at you, this little baby is called by me in the future. If you are with you, just follow your name, so that's what you call me!" Marshal Dejing looked at Zhao Na spoiledly and said with angrily. It seemed that Marshal Dejing was still very accommodating to Zhao Na. He Qihuan thought to himself: Zhao Na's unruly and arrogant personality was instilled with Marshal Dejing.

"Okay, I am here today. We brothers are going to discuss the major issues of making herbs. Please, everyone!" Marshal Dejing suddenly had a rough face and issued an order to expel the princes and princesses without hesitation.

Everyone looked at He Qihuan with a strange expression for a moment. Especially Zhao Na was even more amused and crying. At first, she didn't dare to bring He Qihuan in to see the general, for fear that his status would be low and that the old man would be angry. Now, she would become a guest and they would be driven out. It was the thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, and the feng shui changed!

Everyone knew that it would be unreasonable if this old man really got angry, so they all had to take a slight quit.

Ying Tian looked at He Qihuan deeply and felt that this trip was rewarding. He Qihuan also nodded to him friendly. After all, Ying Tian was spitting on the blame by others just now.

Zhao Na wanted to give He Qihuan some advice, but saw her father looking at her fiercely, her eyes full of fierceness. She knew that if she was not good, she might be escorted home by her father. She had to wink He Qihuan desperately and signal that he would go to her place after he finished his work, and they would also go to the hunting ground to see it.

He Qihuan saw Zhao Na squeezed her nose and touched her eyes, and she couldn't understand what she wanted to say. She wanted to ask, but she saw that Zhao Na had been dragged away by the old general Zhao and scolded her all the way: "Look at you! Look at you! Crazy and grinning, do you look like a woman? She also recruits soldiers and horses! In this way, I will marry you to Agou and Amama tomorrow!"

I guess the sentence "Marry A Dog and A Cat tomorrow" scared Zhao Na. She hung her head and walked beside her with regular steps, as well as she was so well-behaved. He Qihuan was used to seeing Zhao Na's walking posture with her head held high and her chest held high. Now, seeing that she was like a little woman walking with her head down, she couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing his unruly laughing, Old General Zhao looked back in disgust and glanced at him, his eyes like a knife, cutting off He Qihuan's laughter.

Seeing He Qihuan looking at Zhao Na with a smirk, Marshal Dejing went up and slapped He Qihuan on the shoulder again: "Hehe, I'm in love with that little girl!"

This time, He Qihuan was not prepared and slapped the old general. He Qihuan looked at Marshal Dejing and complained: "I said, old man, should you be gentle? If someone is not prepared, suddenly attack will insult your reputation!" He Qihuan was not respectful enough to this "high brother", but it was not surprising that he had been mixed with the two supreme supreme Guan Ren, Wuchen for so long, and had developed a kind of awe and fatigue of respect and respect for others. He often had no good face.

"Haha... OK! Boy! I'm angry with me!" Marshal Dejing didn't blame He Qihuan's words. The old man was offered to others as a Bodhisattva or a master every day, and he felt tired. He Qihuan was so "big or small", but he was overjoyed.

"How is that? That girl is okay, this is what I have cultivated." Marshal Dejing looked proud of his merits. He Qihuan said angrily: "I can see that he patted his shoulders like you, and shouted like you!"

Marshal Dejing didn't hear He Qihuan's sarcasm and continued to boast: "Old Zhao is a good man in war, but it's not enough to educate children. Why do you have to behave properly in your daughter? Whatever smiles without showing your teeth, and what if you walk, you just fart!"

"That's true!" He Qihuan agreed with this. Men and women are human beings, so why have so many rules for women? It's best to let things go!

"Haha! Little baby, you think Lao Zhao is farting, okay! OK!" Marshal Dejing heard this, his eyes lit up, and he patted He Qihuan's shoulder to express his happiness and praise. This time, He Qihuan was prepared, so he had to smile bitterly and bear the old man's praise, but said in his heart: "I just said that your statement makes sense, but... but I didn't say that others fart. You are old, this is a change of concept! If He Qihuan wants Zhao Na's father to fart, he can't say it.

Marshal Dejing didn't think so. He took it for granted that He Qihuan was agreeing with him. He thought "Old Zhao" was farting, and it was farting! So he sighed: "Boy, I really have a relationship with me!" Marshal Dejing suddenly became angry, "You are the only little kid who is willing to tell the truth. Others never agree with me, and never say that Lao Zhao farts. I am really angry!" As he said that, he patted He Qihuan on the shoulder and expressed his anger.

He Qihuan thought to himself: OK, this old man will pat people on the shoulder when he is happy, and pat your shoulder when he is angry. No wonder everyone is far away from him just now. Fortunately, I have practiced martial arts, otherwise I will have to pat you apart the skeleton.

"You two are pillars of the country, with high positions and power. I believe that even if others agree with your opinion, they will not dare to say anything, for fear of offending General Zhao." He Qihuan comforted Marshal Dejing and said.

"Hmph! They are all flatterers!" Marshal Dejing said indignantly.

Marshal Dejing's idea is very clear. Agreeing with him is telling the truth, not agreeing with him, and defecting to Lao Zhao is a flatterer. He Qihuan finds it funny, not an excuse, and changes the topic - He Qihuan apologized to Marshal Dejing: "Old man, I'm so embarrassed. I just irritated so many of your medicinal materials."

Speaking of herbs, Marshal Dejing remembered the topic just now and put on a solemn expression and said, "You haven't paid any respects to Senior Brother yet!"

He Qihuan smiled bitterly. This old man is still obsessed with him! But as the old man, being his senior brother is really polite himself! Thinking of this, He Qihuan was dressed in a tidy dress and said respectfully: "Greetings to Senior Brother, please give me advice!"

"Yes!" Marshal Dejing nodded seriously, twisted his beard and said, "Don't give me a gift, junior brother, sit down!"

He laughed and sat down casually on the grass, and Marshal Dejing also sat down happily. In the green grass, one old and one young, sitting on the ground, smiling at each other.

Marshal Dejing looked at the herbs in He Qihuan's hand with a smile, reached out to caress the herbs around him, and said reservedly: "How long have you been studying medicine?"

He Qihuan smiled awkwardly: "There are not a few days."

Upon hearing this, Marshal Dejing became more reserved and coughed solemnly, saying, "The senior brother is going to test you." He frowned and thought, glanced around, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he pointed to a plant in the distance and said, "Tell me about the function of this grass!"

He Qihuan grabbed his head. It’s a pity that he hadn’t learned much in just a few days of studying. Although he had read a few medicine books when he was in the academy, it was a curiosity-seeking nature, but he had never studied it at all! Seeing that Marshal Dejing asked such a question and examined himself, he had to roll his eyes and think desperately, and then he stammered and answered a few words.

Marshal Dejing never gave up in his life, and he was always on the battlefield for decades, and he was always the one who laughed the last. In his life, he had only really been in front of the Medicine King and could not get it back. He could not compete with the Medicine King for martial arts and formations, that was too scoundrel. Marshal Dejing was disdainful, but if he compared the treatment, let alone the Medicine King, even if he just pulled out a disciple from the Medicine King, he would "kill" him to become a defeat. When he was a follower by the Medicine King, he also asked about some medical knowledge carefully and stingyly, and was scolded by some disciples. He was really depressed! But it was hard to vent! Today he actually found a disciple of the Medicine King who was even more "stupid" than him, who could let him teach him. Marshal Dejing was so happy! He was so happy, so happy!

Marshal Dejing was filled with joy, but his face was frost on his face, and he scolded He Qihuan: "How did you learn it? I don't know such simple knowledge! Doctors, who can save lives and help the wounded, decide life and death, can they be careless? Can they be casual? Probably, maybe, almost, can they say this with medicine? The slightest..., do you know that Qianli!"

The storm of the storm made He Qihuan roll his eyes, but there was no way. First, he might have said it wrong, and it was possible that it was impossible to take medicine. First, this old man was even more famous as a senior brother, and he should respect him three points, and listen to what he said below. He Qihuan was so comforting that he had to listen honestly.

After Marshal Dejing finished his training, he began to explain. It should be said that after Marshal Dejing became the follower of the Medicine King, he also studied herbs and other things carefully. Besides, he would naturally think about it even more. Therefore, his introduction to Panax notoginseng was quite decent. Marshal Dejing dragged his long voice, imitating the appearance of the Medicine King, and slowly said: "This Panax notoginseng is called "the magic medicine for stopping bleeding and removing blood stasis". Look, its stems are like cylinders, or have purple fine lines.

The leaves are sweet and slightly bitter in taste, flat in nature, non-toxic..." The marshal turned his eyes and began to recite the things in medical skills, "If the golden blade is injured, the slump is sore, the blood is not stopped, chew it and apply it, or if it is mixed with powder, the blood stops. After delivery, menstruation, bruises, carbuncles, and all blood stasis are broken; if vomiting, epistaxis, melancholy, knife wounds, arrow shots, all new blood stops. But there are also precautions to use it, and it can damage new blood, so do not use it if there is no blood stasis, and those who are trauma and are not allowed to use it..."

After hearing this, He Qihuan compared what he had learned, nodded without realizing it, thinking that this old man really had a few tricks. He Qihuan has always been eager to learn and always adheres to the spirit of not being ashamed to ask questions and asking questions if he doesn't understand. After listening to Marshal Dejing's introduction, he felt that there were still some points that were not very clear, so he immediately asked for advice humbly.

After years of hard work in studying medicine, Marshal Dejing was able to study medicine. Although his level was really sloppy, he was considered half a bottle of water. But He Qihuan was the same, and he had not learned medical skills for a few days, so he could only be considered half a bottle of water. So these two half bottles of water matched. As the saying goes, meet the opponent, and meet the good materials; as the saying goes, if there are many speculations, the old and the young find common language, talk in a long and heart-wrenching manner, and speak in a long and eloquent manner...

When Marshal Dejing saw that he could really guide the disciples of the Medicine King, his years of depression were wiped out, and he suddenly felt refreshed from his feet to his forehead. It was the pleasure of drinking ice water in Yanxia, ​​the comfort of hugging his wife after a divorce, the pleasure of killing the enemy behind the bloody attack, and the...

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