"Who said I'm a girl? Cough! Cough cough..." Peng Ziqi was furious, but he started coughing just after half a sentence.
The doctor said curiously: "That's strange. You're not a girl. Are you a woman? I see that you have a frown on your face, a straight waist, a thin neck and a straight back. You are obviously a virgin who keeps her virginity as pure as jade. Could it be that you, girl..., oh...
"
He suddenly noticed Xia Xun standing next to Peng Ziqi. A somewhat ambiguous smile slowly appeared on his face. He lightly tapped Xia Xun with his fingers and said with a clear look: "I understand, brother, you are very good."
You're smart, you can take advantage of your wife's illness to cover it up, hahaha, it doesn't matter, don't be taboo when you get here, just don't shy away from medical treatment. In fact, I have seen many patients like you, tall and strong, among men.
I am more masculine than anyone in the world, but once I get to bed, I am no longer a man."
Xia Xun couldn't laugh or cry and said: "This doctor, I am treating her, I don't..."
The man shook his head repeatedly and said seriously: "Otherwise, I have been practicing medicine for many years. As far as I know, the most difficult thing to cure is your unspeakable recluse. Come on, come on, stretch your hand over. I will take your pulse first. Your wife
Don't worry about your illness. If I cure you and your wife is happy, maybe all your illnesses will be gone."
Xia Xun was so angry that he grabbed his wrist and said angrily: "Why are you such a long-winded person? You can't finish it if you listen to me! I don't treat the doctor, she does."
The man screamed in pain: "Okay, okay, you didn't look at me and asked me to see a doctor. It's my turn to take her pulse. What's wrong with you pinching my wrist?"
Xia Xun snorted and threw away his hand. The man glared at Xia Xun dissatisfiedly, turned around and saw Peng Ziqi, and immediately put on a flattering look on his face. He leaned over and touched Miss Peng's wrist, smiling flatteringly.
Said: "Little lady, don't be anxious, tell me about your husband-in-law's condition in a while, what kind of reaction he had in the boudoir, I like to hear it most... No, no, whether these conditions are detailed depends on whether the diagnosis of the disease is accurate.
important basis.”
Peng Ziqi's pretty face turned red with anger when he heard his nonsense. She grabbed his wrist with her backhand and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who said... ahem... I'm a woman?"
The man wondered: "You are not a woman, are you still a man? This is impossible! I have seen women ranging from eight months old to eighty years old. I don't know how many women I have seen. Don't look at you wearing a man's suit."
I don’t even have to look at the clothes, I can tell if they are male or female just by smelling them. If you weren’t a woman, I’d have the Chinese character Ximen Qing written upside down!”
Xia Xun said with emotion: "Are you really Ximen Qing?"
Peng Ziqi was exposed on the spot and jumped up in anger. However, his vision went dark and his knees went weak. He couldn't help but sit back again. Ximen Qing shook his head and sighed: "Look, look, let me tell you, eating and drinking, men and women,
Humans have great desires. Desire cannot be restrained. If restraint leads to an imbalance of yin and yang, an imbalance of yin and yang will lead to strong liver fire. If the liver fire is strong, it is no wonder that one has such a big temper..."
Peng Ziqi was so angry that he was dizzy. He raised his hand to give him a slap, but was stopped by Xia Xun. Xia Xun looked at Ximen Qing and said in a deep voice: "Excuse me, I heard that your surname is from Jinling?"
Ximen Qing shook his head and said: "How is it possible? Since I was born..."
Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something, and his voice suddenly stopped. He looked up and down at Xia Xun, slowly showing a look of surprise, and said hesitantly: "My ancestors... my ancestors lived in Qixia Mountain, Jinling."
Xia Xun's eyes were piercing and he said: "Oh, is it the first stop on the way north from Jinling and the last stop on the way south from Jinling, Qixia Mountain?"
Ximen Qing's face twitched several times, and his eyes slowly narrowed: "Yes, brother, I have also heard of Qixia Mountain? Then do you know why it is called Qixia Mountain?"
Xia Xun said: "The original name of this mountain is Sheshan. Later, a famous Shandong scholar, Ming Sengshao, lived here in seclusion. He called himself Qixia Jushi and built Qixia Jingshe and Qixia Temple. Qixia Mountain got its name from this. It is called a small hermitage in the wild and a big hermitage.
In the city, although Qixia Mountain is lively and prosperous, it is a good place to live in seclusion."
Peng Ziqi listened to the conversation between the two of them and couldn't help but become a little alert because it sounded like an incision. Ximen Qing stood up in despair, cupped his hands to Xia Xun and said, "Brother, please speak inside."
Xia Xun held him down and said, "Wait a minute, see a doctor first."
Ximen Qing was stunned and said, "Are you really here to see a doctor?"
Xia Xun smiled bitterly and said: "Originally I just came to look for you, but now, please give me first...I..."
When he looked at Peng Ziqi, Peng Ziqi glared at her pretty eyes, and Xia Xun immediately said: "Give my good friend a doctor."
"Oh, okay."
Ximen Qing hurriedly lifted up his robe and sat down again. He stretched out his hand politely and put three fingers on Peng Ziqi's wrist. This time he was no longer talkative. He looked at his eyes, nose and heart, and finished the cut seriously.
After feeling his pulse, he hurriedly picked up the pen again, hurriedly wrote down a prescription, and shouted to the boy who was rolling the medicine in the corner: "Xiao Linzi, take the prescription, take the medicine according to the prescription, boil three bowls into one bowl, and send it to Xikuoyuan
Come."
After saying that, he stood up, bowed his hands to Xia Xun and said, "Please come with me. Your friend will settle down to rest in the west courtyard under the house."
Xia Xun helped Peng Ziqi into the West Cross Courtyard. Ximen Qing chose a room with bright windows, which was fully furnished with beds. Xia Xun helped Peng Ziqi in, took off her shoes, lay down on the kang, and covered her with a bed.
He put on a thin quilt and whispered a few instructions before turning back and walking out the door.
Peng Ziqi looked listless all the time. It wasn't until Xia Xun lifted the curtain and walked out of the room that his chest rose and fell sharply a few times and he took a deep breath.
"He...he actually took off my shoes for me."
An unspeakable feeling arose in Peng Ziqi's heart. Although she was still wearing socks and he did not touch her skin directly, how could a woman's feet be touched casually by a man? As long as she can remember, her feet
She had never been touched by a man before. When Xia Xun's fingers touched her feet, Peng Ziqi's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She held it back and pretended to be calm so that Xia Xun didn't notice her.
Breathing heavily.
She could have avoided asking Xia Xun to take off her shoes for her, as long as she admitted that she was a woman. In fact, she knew very well that Xia Xun already knew that she was a woman, but out of some unknown psychology, she was like a bird burying her head.
The ostrich that enters the gravel will stubbornly deceive itself with lies.
The sunlight outside the window made the room bright, and there was still a tingling feeling where her feet had been touched by him. A heat spread from the soles of her feet to her heart, making her whole body feel warm.
, becoming more and more powerless...
Ximen Qing was waiting nervously in the courtyard. When he saw Xia Xun coming out, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Please, let's talk in the study."
As soon as I turned around, I saw a woman in her early twenties carrying a feather duster and walking fiercely from the Moon Gate. The woman was wearing a brocaded official green lake silk jacket, and a gold embroidered peony jacket.
She wears a horse-faced skirt with a floral print on her waist, her hair is styled into a ponytail, her face is fair and beautiful, and she has charming eyebrows, but her thin eyebrows are slightly hanging, giving off a somewhat shrewd and powerful look.
"Ximen Qing, who are you provoking with your glib talk again? Why don't you charge for consultation and medicine, and why do you settle people in our home? You are a good person!" The woman put her hand on her waist,
He held up a feather duster in one hand and said fiercely.
Ximen Qing shrank his neck and said timidly: "Madam, please don't misunderstand me, this... this is my friend for many years, and we have reunited after a long separation, so please come into the house to talk to me."
The woman stretched out her hand and grabbed Ximen Qing's ear. She gritted her teeth and said, "Fart! How dare you lie to me? I don't know any of your bad friends. Where did this fair-weather friend come from? I just ask
What's going on with you, the woman who lives in the wing?"
"Ah, ah, ah, madam, let it go, let it go, I'm so embarrassed in front of outsiders. Xiaodong, please save some face for me." Ximen Qing bowed and said: "That woman, that woman is this dear brother's wife.
,oh?"
Ximen Qing gave Xia Xun a pitiful look. Xia Xun had no choice but to nod his head and bowed: "I am Yang Xu, a native of Qingzhou. I have met Ximen's sister-in-law. The woman in the room is indeed...
It is indeed Zhuojing. I came here because I have a big business to discuss with Brother Ximen. I didn’t want to get sick on the way to Zhuojing, so I asked Brother Ximen to diagnose and treat him. I will stay here to recuperate for the time being.”
Mrs. Ximen's eyes lit up and she asked hurriedly: "Big business? Is it very profitable?"
Xia Xun said: "That's natural, it's very profitable."
Mrs. Ximen smiled happily, immediately let go of her husband's ears, straightened his clothes, and said gently and considerately: "Ms. sir, why are you just standing there stupidly? Why don't you invite Brother Yang to the study...to discuss business? I will send someone to you right away.
Send two cups of good tea, and then ask the kitchen to prepare a table of delicious wine and food for Brother Yang to wash away the dust. By the way, I also have to kill an old hen and make a bowl of chicken soup for my younger siblings to replenish their health."
Mrs. Ximen smiled softly and virtuously at Xia Xun again, and walked away through the flowers and willows. Ximen Qing rubbed her ears and walked to Xia Xun, and said in a polite voice: "Xiaodong and my childhood sweethearts have been together since childhood, so...,
It’s funny, it’s funny.”
Xia Xun held back his laughter and said, "What's so funny about this? A virtuous couple has a deep love for each other, which is enviable. Don't laugh, don't laugh, haha, haha..."
Ximen Qing's study room is full of shelves filled with thread-bound medical books. The edges of many books are ruffled. It can be seen that Ximen Qing has really worked hard on his medical skills.
"I didn't expect that Brother Ximen turned out to be a member of my Jinyi Guards." Xia Xun looked at the Yanggu County doctor in front of him with interest, who was probably the real Ximen Qing in "Water Margin", and said with a smile.
Ximen Qing shook his head and said solemnly: "I am different from you, you are a real Jin Yiwei, and I...maybe. In fact, I don't know who I am."
Xia Xun said in surprise: "How can you say this?"
Xiqingmen said strangely: "You don't know? Ah, yes, this happened a long time ago. Brother Yang just came here on orders. You may not know these things."
Ximen Qing sat down slowly on the chair and said: "My father is the real Jin Yiwei. At that time... the Jin Yiwei should still be called the Imperial Guards. My father was sent to the local area to collect intelligence, and he has been a doctor since then.
It has never changed. According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, military and civilian craftsmen are passed down from generation to generation and cannot be changed. If you calculate it this way, I should also be a member of the Jinyiwei, but... I have never worked as an errand in the Jinyiwei Yamen, nor have I
I have met the Shangguan of Jinyiwei. Even my official robe, waist sword and waist badge are all inherited from my father.
I have never received an order from the Jinyiwei Yamen. Even the secret code for the connection just now was given to me by my father. My father said that he is from Jinyiwei. The eldest son and grandson of my family have to inherit this identity for generations to come. My father also said that he is from Jinyiwei.
He said that there were many colleagues, brothers, and comrades-in-arms who fought alongside him who were loyal to the imperial court, but like him, they were hiding incognito and lurking in places.
My father said, maybe one day, someone will contact me with the code word you just used. Then I will fully cooperate and do the job. I thought that I would never be able to wait for that person to come in this life, maybe I will.
One day when I grow old, I will entrust this mission to my son... I didn't expect that I would actually be waiting for it..."
At this moment, Xia Xun suddenly thought of many things. He remembered the records he had seen in some historical materials. It said that in the early years of the dynasty, a large number of Jinyi guards were ordered to go to various places or lurk in the palaces of civil and military ministers to work as spies.
They are not like the spies described in many spy novels. They have nothing, they have nothing. They pretend to be ordinary people or even slaves, and they will pretend for a lifetime, as long as they are not recalled.
, they will never put on the flying fish robe again throughout their lives, and no one will know their true identity until they die.
I didn't expect this to be true. The Jinyi Guards were originally one of the twenty-four guards of the Ming Dynasty, and they were the most loyal and most glorious army. Because of this, they became the Imperial Guards and the emperor's personal bodyguards.
The guard group eventually became the Jinyiwei. After so many years, these loyal warriors have completely integrated into the local area and become figures in the three religions and nine streams. At the same time, due to the great power of the Jinyiwei in the early years, as long as they are not too stupid, they can use appropriate help
The power of Jinyiwei can make him a prominent figure in all parties in the local area, and he has considerable energy.
According to the regulations of the Ming Dynasty, "military and civilian craftsmanship is not easy for generations", as long as there are still people in the Jinyi Guards who have evidence that these people were sent by the Jinyi Guards, then whether it is them or their descendants, the only truly legal identity is the Jinyi Secret Agent.
, this is doomed that even if they lose their loyalty, they still have to obey the command of Jin Yiwei, because once their true identity is revealed, the court has the right to take away everything they have now: in a sense, what they have now
can be regarded as being given to them by the court in order to perform tasks.
Nowadays, how many Jinyiwei secret spies like Ximen Qing are dispatched all over the world? Some of them were the Jinyiwei sent out back then, and some have passed away and passed this mission on to their sons.
, stronger and stronger. If this power can be integrated, how huge a force it will be? If the person who controls this secret spy list has the opportunity to use this power, he will be the emperor in the dark night!
Xia Xun was shocked by what he found, and Ximen Qing was also shocked by his request: "Fur, animal sinew, raw and wrought iron? These are all trading items restricted by the imperial court."
Xia Xun said: "I know, I'm just following orders. I don't want to ask why, and you don't have to ask. You should have something to do, right?"
Ximen Qing hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes, in the early years... my father used the power of Jin Yiwei to do business in this area secretly, and made a lot of money. Gradually, my family had its own business.
I also made a lot of connections in this area. However, it has been difficult for Jin Yiwei to help these years. My father rarely did business in this area when he was still alive, so I have to find some people to determine the source of goods.
The quantity of goods and even the transaction time and transaction location.”
Xia Xun nodded and said: "Sure, but as soon as possible, the sooner the better, because I'm in a hurry!"