Gong'er stood solemnly outside Zhongjing Hall, straightened his sleeves, wiped the tears on his face, cleared his throat and said loudly, "Gong'er brings Young Master Qiao here to pay homage to Mr. Wen!"
I heard bursts of hearty laughter coming from the candle-lit room, and then an old but powerful voice said, "Please come in!"
Gong'er led Qiao Xianyong into the hall. Qiao Xianyong saw in the center a carved Eight Immortals square table, with an imperial chair on the left and right. Wei Hong and Mr. Wen were sitting on it, one on the left and the other on the right. They seemed to be having a very happy conversation. The whole atrium exuded a sense of joy.
The smell of herbs is very refreshing and refreshing.
When Mr. Wen saw Qiao Xianyong come in, he held his hands up, pointed to the chairs on the right side and said, "Young Master Qiao, you don't have to be formal, just sit down casually. There's nothing special about this mountain, comfort is the most important thing."
He laughed "hehehe" and looked exactly like two different people from the majestic and angry old man just now.
Gong'er stood behind Mr. Wen with his hands lowered, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered, standing quietly. An old servant wearing coarse cloth came in, placed a blue and white porcelain bowl on the Eight Immortals table next to Qiao Xianyong, and then withdrew.
Mr. Wen said with a smile, "Young Master Qiao was frightened in this Daishan Mountain. As the host, I really didn't treat him well. Drink this bowl of ginseng soup while it's hot. I'll forgive these beasts first, haha.
Ha ha!"
Qiao Xianyong looked at Wei Hong and nodded, so he raised his hand and wrote, "Mr. Wen, you're too polite. It's because I was young and ignorant that I broke into the hut in the forest. It's not the fault of these drug boys. I hope Mr. Wen can be merciful and forgive me."
Pass these young men." After saying that, he left his seat, dragged his right leg, which had not fully recovered, to the middle of the hall, and bowed deeply to Mr. Wen.
As soon as Qiao Xianyong said this, Gong'er was surprised and moved at the same time. His lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something but didn't dare to open his mouth.
Mr. Wen also seemed to be very surprised. He waved his hand and made a gesture, asking Qiao Xianyong to take a seat first. He tugged on his beard and said, "Let's discuss this matter later. These little beasts just love to cause mischief and have united to bully me."
An old man? Humph!"
Mr. Wen didn't seem to be very interested in Qiao Xianyong. He looked Wei Hong up and down and said, "Master Wei, Old Wen, I am proficient in medicine. I pay attention to self-cultivation and nourishment. I live to be ninety-eight years old, but still
You are energetic and have a clear mind. You are one of the weirdest people I have ever seen, Mr. Wen. It is really strange, so strange!" Mr. Wen shook his white-haired head as he spoke, staring at Wei Hong with tears in his eyes.
Light.
Wei Hong was very calm and composed, and said, "There are so many weird things in the world, and I'm afraid even you, Mr. Wen, may not have seen them all. So why make such a fuss."
Mr. Wen pulled his beard hard, as if he was convinced, nodded and said, "Of course there is some truth in what you said. But when I saw you when I was an old man and a young man, you didn't change much from what you are now. It's really strange.
It's weird. We haven't seen each other for decades, but you haven't changed at all. When I saw you, I thought you were your son or grandson." After saying this, he couldn't stop praising you.
After hearing Mr. Wen's words, Qiao Xianyong felt even more relieved knowing that he was an old acquaintance of his master. As for who grew old and who stayed young forever, he didn't care very much. He sat aside obediently and drank the bowl of ginseng soup.
Wei Hong continued, "Old Wen, although your hair is gray, it seems that the building you built in Daishan Mountain is quite grand. You have also raised these four handsome disciples, and the rumors about you have never stopped in the world.
, which can be said to be a great achievement in life!”
But Mr. Wen chuckled, scratched his forehead, and said with a mysterious smile, "Master Wei, you don't understand these old drug boys, they have such deep meanings!"
Wei Hong didn't answer, just nodded.
However, Mr. Wen seemed to be itching unbearably. After stroking his beard for a while, he couldn't help but said, "Master Wei, let me tell you, what is so special about these young boys?"
Qiao Xianyong secretly laughed in his heart. He knew that Master was never interested in other people's affairs, but Mr. Wen seemed to have not talked to anyone for a long time. Today he finally met Wei Hong and was anxious to find out.
Because Wei Hong wanted something from Mr. Wen, he had no choice but to ask him, "Mr. Wen, what's so special about it?"
I saw Mr. Wen patting his thigh and praising, "You asked this question very well! There are many people in Lao Chan's mountain! But none of those people are to his liking! Only you, the great hero Wei, had an affair with Lao Chan many years ago.
We felt like old friends at first sight, and now I’m going to tell you this secret!”
Qiao Xianyong put down the blue and white porcelain bowl and looked at Mr. Wen intently. He was also curious about what was weird about the four teenagers who tormented him. What was strange was that he saw an embarrassed look on Gong'er's face standing behind Mr. Wen.
Mr. Wen asked loudly, "Master Wei, do you know the title of Old Man?"
Qiao Xianyong originally thought that the master was so polite and Mr. Wen's nickname was not a very pleasant one, so he would definitely say that he didn't know. Wei Hong opened his mouth and said, "Of course I know, you just can't afford to suffer. Wen Ruyi, Jianghu
Who among them doesn’t know.”
Mr. Wen nodded and said, "Very, very well. Everyone knows that the old man is called Can't Lose, but they don't know the names of the medicine boys like me! The combined names of these four little children are, Gong (Gong)
, Hi, Fa (fa), Wealth (cai)!, Congratulations on getting rich! Hahahahahahahaha!" Mr. Wen laughed so hard that his beard trembled, and the sound echoed through the valley. Behind him, Gong'er's face turned as red as a tomato.
Wei Hong thought, "Don't suffer any loss. Congratulations on getting rich." He didn't have any special expression. Qiao Xianyong was shocked after hearing this, thinking that the miracle doctor was joking. He looked at the proud expression on Mr. Wen's face blankly and knew that four
The boy's name probably came up on Mr. Wen's whim.
Mr. Wen stroked his beard. When he heard Wei Hong say these eight words, his face was filled with pride and he nodded repeatedly. Then he looked at Wei Hong like a child, his eyes shining, as if he was waiting for praise.
Wei Hong said calmly, "Wonderful, wonderful."
Mr. Wen was very happy when he heard Wei Hong's words of affirmation. He glanced sideways at Gong'er beside him, and then said loudly, "Gong'er, for the sake of Shaoxia Qiao interceding for your two incompetent brothers, this old man
I'll spare them this time. But the punishment will still be imposed. I haven't decided what the punishment will be yet. You go and inform them first."
Gong'er glanced at Qiao Xianyong with joy and gratitude, and walked out with quick strides.
"Well," Mr. Wen smacked his lips, remembering Wei Hong's purpose, and then leaned forward and asked, "Master Wei, why did you come to this deep mountain to find me? You haven't seen me for so many years, you are not here to listen to me.
Is it because these young men came up with such wonderful names?"