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Chapter 1829: Three Good Masters

"Master's chess skills are improving rapidly."

"This game, Tianming lost."

An hour later.

It is still a remote and quiet place of Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

In the hall of a simple thatched cottage, at dawn, Master Xun and Master Xun sat opposite each other, holding black and white in their hands, playing chess on the Tianshu.

As Master Xunzi dropped his white chess piece, the situation on the chessboard came to an end.

The black dragon is helpless.

The white flag is slightly better.

"Hahaha."

"Despite what you want, I am still happy."

"After all, my chess skills have indeed improved somewhat."

"Are you leaving today?"

"I really can't bear to leave my little friend like you."

Gently stroking his long white beard under his chin with one hand, Xun Kuang chuckled.

How can one not know the thoughts of young people?

However, when it comes to actually playing chess, he is really no match for Tian Ming.

Moreover, although Tian Ming had done a lot for himself, after all, compared with the first time he played chess with Tian Ming, it was much better.

"Master's cultivation is profound, I can't believe that we will see each other again in a few years."

A gift at dawn.

"How many years later?"

"In a few years, you will have completely grown up."

I have lived too long.

Almost all the old friends from back then have disappeared.

The younger disciples of Confucianism were all respectful to me when they saw me, which made me unhappy.

In the past ten or twenty years, I have accepted several interesting disciples. Recently, I met this little friend Tianming. Yes, I am still very lucky.

Now, Tianming has to leave too.

Time flies so fast.

"Before the Master, I am still a young man at dawn."

Tianming smiled.

The Master first met Meng Kezi, a Confucian at that time.

During those years, the Xia were still in a period of great strife. After many years, all the Xia were united and unified under Qin. Master must have felt differently.

"good!"

"I like this."

"Young man!"

"Young heart!"

"Tianming, I look forward to your return as a young man."

"I don't have anything to teach you about your cultivation. There is only one thing I can teach you!"

Master Xun was overjoyed.

I like this sentence.

Young man!

Innocent heart!

Nothing to hold on to!

The heart of heaven!

Awesome heart!

It is more likely to achieve a wonderful and mysterious realm.

Many people often don't want to be young, and the road is as simple as the road. God has already placed the most wonderful truth on you.

The founder of Taoism once said that everything about babies is in line with Tao.

"Master!"

Tianming bowed deeply.

"Haha, it's very simple."

"That is, after you leave Little Saint's Villa, remember to eat well, drink well, and sleep well."

"Do these three things well, and your way will be complete."

"Then your way will be made."

"This is the essence of my feeling for decades."

Master Xunzi's old words were heard loudly in the small hall of the thatched cottage.

As he finished speaking, he felt even more delighted when he saw Tianming's suddenly startled expression.

"This..., it will be like this tomorrow."

Laughter at dawn.

As expected, the Master loves to joke and has a weird temperament.

However, I like the food, drink and sleep very much.

"Well, go ahead."

Master Xun waved his hand.

"Master!"

Tianming nodded, stood up from the futon, bowed, turned and left.

After a stick of incense.

A young man carried a bag on his back, rode a horse, waved his hand behind him, and immediately rolled up a shallow cloud of smoke and ran towards the distance.





"Some of you started early, and some started late."

"After all, it's because you and others have different talents. When it comes to medicine, each of you is good at it, and your proficiency is also different."

"I've been staying in Lanling City for a long time, and it's time to leave today."

"Qinyun Medical Center is left to you."

At that time, Lanling City was hundreds of miles away from Songhai.

In the Qinyun Medical Center, a series of exquisite figures gathered together, and one after another looked towards the front, where... the master, Mr. Duanmu, was talking about something.

Today, Master is preparing to leave.

They were left alone to guard Qinyun Medical Center. For a moment, everyone looked at each other with mixed feelings, but the master still had to leave.

Although they already knew the news.

However, when this day comes, it still feels a little hard to accept.

Although they have learned a lot, they don't have the confidence to practice medicine without their master. They don't have the master's ability to solve all diseases on their own.

"Master!"

"We are waiting for...a big responsibility that is hard to bear."

They are already familiar with practicing medicine and saving people.

But... I suddenly felt that I couldn't accept it.

There is Master by my side, but there is no Master by my side.

Those are two completely different looks.

"What's so difficult about that?"

"For those people, we should treat them if they can be treated, and if they can't, then treat them."

"There is no need to look good on those people."

"If someone really causes trouble, then move to another place."

"Doctors don't have to stick to the land of Lanling to save people."

Duan Murong waved her hand.

These disciples in front of me still have too little experience after all. They grew up in Qinyun Medical Center and have not experienced the real hardships of Zhu Xia.

Of course, with the current stable situation in Zhuxia, there is no need for such hard work.

But...when something unexpected happened in the past, she was there, handled by herself, and had her own reputation, so naturally Xiaoxiao didn't dare to cause trouble.

I won’t be able to say for sure from now on.

I can't always be by their side.

They also need to learn to grow up on their own.

"Master!"

"Let us leave Lanling City with you?"

Another disciple said so earnestly.

His expression was extremely hopeful.

"Hahaha."

"What are you doing with my master?"

"You are both doctors and women. Don't you want to get married in the future?"

"Are you planning to stay in the hospital for the rest of your life?"

"Many of you have the desire to practice medicine independently and are aware of it. Therefore, it is also time for you to make a choice when you leave."

“Qinyun Medical Center, you don’t need to take it too seriously.”

Wearing a light purple skirt over a white dress, and walking in knee-high boots, he was walking in the courtyard. Among the disciples in front of him, he was actually a little reluctant to give up.

But... I still have my own things to do.

Qinyun Medical Clinic.

If you can keep it going, keep it going.

If you can't keep it, then don't keep it.

Physicians travel throughout the summer, and there is always a place for them to practice.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"..."

There was another crisp and clear sound of reluctance.

"For you, I have only one expectation as a teacher."

"Then just be yourselves. You are doctors and you have to practice medicine to save people. Likewise, you are also the people of Zhuxia and you also have your own life."

"If any of you are tired of staying in Lanling City, you can go to the Central Plains, you can go to Jiangnan, you can go to Guanzhong."

"..."

Duan Murong glanced at the disciples in front of her one by one. Each of them was accepted by her, and each of them had the ability to be a healer.

He wants to leave Lanling City and go to Jinghu Medical Village, to the land of Hexi, to the land of Jiangnan, and to the land of the Western Regions.

My own practice has just begun.

Hundreds of schools of thought!

Everyone has their own choice.

My choice is to carry forward the medical profession.

An hour later.

With each of the disciples of the medical center looking reluctant to leave, Duan Murong left Lanling City with two young disciples who were accompanying him, lightly dressed on horseback.





"Master, those Huns are too brutal."

Daijun!

Thorny Mountain!

It has existed in Zhuxia for nearly three hundred years.

In the past, Zhao Xiangzi sent people to entertain the king of Dai in order to obtain the land of Dai. In advance, he asked hundreds of dancers to hide their weapons in dance utensils made of feathers, and prepared a large golden bucket for holding wine.

After King Dai arrived in person, they had a great banquet with each other. When the wine was in high spirits, the wine pourer turned over the big golden bucket and hit King Dai hard, killing King Dai in one blow.

Immediately, Zhao Xiangzi sent troops to pacify the land of Dai and turned the land of Dai into the land of Daijun.

In midsummer, a group of random chariots drove along the main road, running slowly from west to east, not too fast. Along the way, they heard that the Huns were invading from the south.

When they arrived here, the Huns had already gone away, leaving only a mess for dozens of miles and only a faint wailing.

The light blue shisha mist dress is layered like waves. Under the scorching sun, a sense of warmth and coolness suddenly arises. Her smooth wind-like hair is tied up with a ribbon and falls behind her shoulders.

The girl's face is as exquisite as a grand scene, and her facial features are as pretty as flowers. She steps on soft green silk boots. When she sees the tragic situation in the distance of the main road, her steps are slow, but not inferior to the accompanying carriages and horses.

Between the breaths, there was a faint scent of blood, which made the girl frown, but she finally couldn't help it.

"Girl, the Huns are really cunning. They know that the main force of the Qin army is in Jiuyuan, the land in the clouds."

Beside him, a pretty girl spoke.

The Qin army had 300,000 golden fire cavalry on the northern border, but not long ago, Ying Zheng inspected Beidi County and Shang County, and Meng Tian divided his troops into 200,000 soldiers to protect them.

As a result, the defenses of Yanmen, Daijun, and ancient lands are slightly insufficient.

"There is nothing you and I can do."

The girl who sighed earlier shook her head.

When they saw this scene, they could do very little, except to help the sick and the hungry.

Fight against the Huns?

Just think about it.

That is Qin's responsibility.

It is also the responsibility of General Meng Tian of Jiuyuan.

"It's really dangerous for these people to live on the border."

The girl next to her sighed softly.

Compared with those in the Central Plains and Guanzhong, the people on the border are too dangerous. From time to time, the Xiongnu will enter the Qin Dynasty and burn, kill and plunder.

Rather than doing this, it is better to move elsewhere.

"Although we are on the border, there are fewer taxes and corvees."

"The acres gained here are also much greater."

"Master, along the way, we also had a look at the Qin Kingdom's Golden Fire Cavalry. They have successfully trained their troops and are considered elite, even if the Central Plains is not completely stable."

"You can also send troops to the north to attack the Xiongnu, so that the Xiongnu will not be so rampant."

"But Mengtian is not like this."

"Is it really necessary to wait until the Xia and other lands are completely stable before Qin will be invaded by Beihu?"

Glancing at Ziyang beside her, the bright girl's eyes fell on the master again, and the master was walking quietly beside her.

But he didn't say much.

"Maybe."

"In the land of Beihu, the grasslands are unified, and Touman Chanyu's intention to invade the south is obvious."

"The Qin State has unified all the Xia, and millions of troops are waiting for it."

"Now may not be the best time for a fight, but sooner or later there will be a fight."

"As for what you said, Qin may not adopt such a strategy in the future. The Xiongnu will test it again and again, and sooner or later the Qin army will fight back vigorously."


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