This name is a household name and familiar to everyone, just like Qin Shi represents the Han Dynasty and Chen Shimei represents the heartless people. As long as this name is mentioned, everyone's mind will be directly reflected with the group represented by Pan Jinlian like an electric shock.
Bride!
And Pan Jinlian’s corresponding swordsman is Ximen Qing! That is the body that he currently occupies!
Wang Tianxing touched his head in despair, as if the fork had hit him with a concussion, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Ximen Qing... I have become Ximen Qing..."
For a modern person, the knowledge Wang Tianxing has received since childhood tells him that this is unscientific, but this is the fact that happened to him. Even though he is entangled in every way, Wang Tianxing has to admit that he is now Ximen Qing.
The three words "Ximen Qing" were like a catalyst. Memories belonging to Ximen Qing rushed out from the corners, entangled with his own memories of being a medical student. Suddenly Wang Tianxing felt as if a pot was boiling in his mind.
I felt dizzy and felt a little nauseous, and my face suddenly turned pale.
"Yes, you are a senior official from Ximen." A waiter heard Ximen Qing mutter the name and responded tentatively with doubts.
"Ah!" Wang Tianxing let out a scream, as if he saw a guy running out of nowhere, pulled out a steel knife and pointed it at his nose and cursed: "A certain Wu Song, Ximen Qing, you are a thief who killed your brother-in-law, and you are still
Don’t accept your fate!”
Immediately afterwards, the bright steel knife with a cold light was turned in the hand of the tiger-fighting hero, and he was stabbed in the chest!
As if subconsciously trying to avoid the non-existent steel knife, Wang Tianxing staggered back two steps. The two helpers next to him were startled, and they hurriedly supported Ximen Qing: "Master, sir,
What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, sir!"
Pan Jinlian could see clearly from the second floor, but she didn't expect that her apology would actually cause the official to suffer internal injuries. After looking at her twice, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly shouted to the next door: "Fuck it!"
Mom! Godmother, come out quickly! Something happened!" while rushing downstairs.
"What's wrong?" An old voice responded, and a gray-haired old woman rushed out of the teahouse next door, almost colliding with Pan Jinlian who rushed downstairs at the same time.
"Godmother, I just accidentally dropped the fork pole and hit the official on the head. I just apologized upstairs and my face suddenly turned pale for some reason. I don't know if it's okay?" Pan Jinlian half-heartedly said.
Confused and half anxious, he said to Wang Po and pointed with his hand.
Wang Po had heard some noise just now, and she thought it was some ruffians quarreling and fighting on the street, so she didn't come out to check. How could she know that there was such a thing? She comforted Pan Jinlian and said: "Liu Niang, don't worry, let me take a look."
Say it again!"
"Take a look before we talk? This person has been beaten like this and is about to die, why should we look before we talk?" One of the helpers felt that Wang Tianxing's body was soft and hurriedly supported him: "Look at this pale face.
I can’t stand anymore, come here quickly and help me!”
When Wang Po heard this, she stared at her eyes and cursed: "It's just a bamboo pole holding up the window. How can it be beaten? I have lived to this age, and I have never heard of a bamboo pole falling down and injuring someone."
You thought you dropped a kitchen knife!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Grandma Wang took a closer look and recognized that it was the official Ximen who opened the herbal medicine shop. She was also frightened, but her old face was straightened, and there was no abnormal fluctuation in her face. She secretly pulled Pan Jinlian and said in a low voice:
"Liu Niang, don't you recognize it? This is Ximen Qing, the owner of the medicine shop. He is a famous master in Qinghe County who cannot be messed with!"
Pan Jinlian had also heard of Ximen Daguanren. He was a famous evil master in Qinghe County. He had close ties with the government. Even if he killed people, the most he could do was submit a note to the government. Who would dare to do so in Qinghe County?
Provoked? Today, when I went down with the fork pole, I accidentally hit this evil master by accident, but it seemed to have something wrong with it. How will this end? My brother-in-law, who is the head of the capital, has gone out on business.
Come back, do you want to ask Dalang to come back quickly?
Pan Jinlian bit her lip and thought, when Mrs. Wang loudly said to the two helpers: "You two helpers, help the person into the teahouse next door, so I can take a good look at it."
"I said you two should come over and help me. Why are you just talking about me and treating me like a coolie?" A helper saw that Wang Po and Pan Jinlian didn't come to help, but only directed them. He stamped his feet and cursed.
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"Fuck your mother!" Mrs. Wang pointed her finger at the man unceremoniously, pulled her neck and shouted back in a loud voice: "I know you are from Miss Wang's family in the south. In terms of seniority, you have to call me.
Nainai! You are a useless thing who helps out every day. Do you want me to call Auntie Wang to come over and help?"
The idle gang saw Wang Po moving his mother out. Although he didn't know her, she was obviously an elder whom he couldn't afford to offend. They had no choice but to look at their companions and submissively replied: "Oh, my Wang Nainai,
I'm afraid of you, so why do I need to speak so loudly? Brother, please work harder, let's help the high official in."
The last thing Ximen Qing wants to do now is to have anything to do with Pan Jinlian, let alone living in the same room. But right now, his mind is filled with mush and his whole body is so limp that he can’t exert any strength. He wants to raise his hands.
But it turned into meaningless gestures, and he spat out a few words feebly: "Go...go...get out of here..."
"Yes, yes, sir, let's help you go into the house and rest for a while." The idle guy replied. The two of them tried their best to help themselves walk to the tea house next door, making Ximen Qing dumbfounded and cursing that person in his heart.
A certain great god who had nothing to do and threw himself into this world, just traveled through time. Will he become a rich man or Ximen Qing? What should I do? Although he didn't have any strength, Wang Tianxing still felt a big competition in his heart.
He gave him the middle finger and cursed him nainai.
Grandma Wang's loud voice immediately alarmed the neighbors, and everyone came out to check. Even those passing by stopped and looked over.
"Isn't this a senior official from Ximen?"
"What's going on? Official Ximen was beaten?"
"What's going on? Let's go and take a look!"
"Let's go! Watch the fun!"
When Mrs. Wang directed two helpers to carry Wang Tianxing into the teahouse and place him on a lounge chair, countless people rushed in to watch the excitement in the small teahouse, and it was suddenly overcrowded.
Looking at the dozens of people in front of him, even if Wang Tianxing didn't want to admit that he had interacted with Pan Jinlian, the room full of witnesses would not be able to escape. When the time came, Wu Song would just stand on the road and shout, ensuring that someone would pop out immediately.
Testify: "Wu Dutou, I know this!"
Wang Tianxing smiled bitterly and was half lying on the chair. His mind was spinning rapidly. The memories from the two worlds had been almost integrated, and his brain didn't hurt so much. Maybe he could write a paper on the personal experience of memory fusion? And
Can he return to the world he came from? His parents, who were looking forward to his success, must be heartbroken now.
From now on, there will no longer be the name Wang Tianxing in this world, only Ximen Qing, and Pan Jinlian who looks apologetic at the side.
Once you've come, let's make peace with it. Ximen Qing nodded secretly: "Stay away from Pan Jinlian and continue to work hard in this promising career as a rich man!"
Mrs. Wang stepped forward and took a closer look at Ximen Qing's face. She asked Pan Jinlian to get a wet handkerchief and put it on Ximen Qing's forehead. She smiled and comforted her: "Master, it's okay. Maybe I was shocked.
It caused an old illness. The old lady has prepared a good soothing soup here. Just drink a bowl and rest for a while."
Being put on by the cool wet towel, Ximen Qing suddenly felt a little more energetic. He raised his hands and struggled to sit up, but his tentacles were two soft balls. He only heard Pan Jinlian shout softly and turned to the frightened little boy.
He blushed like a rabbit and hid aside.
Huh? The elasticity is good! The elasticity is good?
Seeing Pan Jinlian covering her chest with her hands and breathing rapidly, Ximen Qing, who was not the first brother, immediately realized that what he was touching was probably Pan Jinlian's breasts. Although the touch felt very sexy, Ximen Qing still blushed.
He willingly lay back down again, pretending to be helpless. Fortunately, his face was pale just now, and now his face is at best back to normal.
Wang Po saw clearly from the side that this high-ranking official from Ximen was indeed a hungry ghost. He was obviously unable to move like a dead man just now, but as soon as Pan Jinlian came over, he couldn't help but reach out and touch two handfuls to take advantage of him.
People on the side also murmured: "Didn't this senior official from Ximen just flog a medicine seller on the street? How could he be frightened after being hit with a pole? This is wrong."
"Hey, you still don't understand this, you're trying to get away with it! Didn't you see that the official Ximen just took the opportunity to touch Pan Liu Niang's breasts? Look at her face, it suddenly turned a lot rosier."
"Wow, be taught, be taught. The methods of this high-ranking official are really unusual. They always surprise us and other ordinary people. They are really good. This time Wu Dalang's hat is a little greener."
"I would be willing to die to let me touch that little lady's breasts!"
While everyone was talking, they looked at Ximen Qing with both envy and contempt. Ximen Qing was so shocked that he knew that his reputation as a slut had been confirmed by everyone, but at the moment he just wanted to get away quickly and show off.
He coughed twice and called out: "Here comes someone! Help me up."
After calling two or three times in succession, no one was seen. It turned out that the two helpers had left at some point, leaving Ximen Qing alone here.
Wang Po stepped forward and said with a smile: "Officials, don't be anxious. Just lie down for a while and let the old woman heat up the Soothing Soup. This Soothing Soup is a recipe brought by Dr. Wu from the palace. The effect of heat is better."
." Then she turned to Pan Jinlian and said, "Liu Niang, come and help me." She pulled the red-faced Pan Jinlian towards the back.
At this time, a young man with a hand-held basket squeezed in at the door. He looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his fair face was considered handsome. He squeezed in front of the lounge chair, put the basket down, kowtowed first, and shouted: "
What's wrong with the high official? I heard about the great official's feat in the street. I wanted to give the basket of snow pears to the high official, but I got there late. Unexpectedly, the high official came to Wang Po's teahouse instead and called me Xiaoren.