"Brother, your pulse is stable and your body is healthy. Why is there an old illness?" After An Daoquan took Ximen Qing's pulse carefully, he couldn't help being slightly surprised and withdrew his two fingers.
Anyway, in the study at this time, the book boy and the painting boy were also ordered by Ximen Qing to guard outside. Ximen Qing chuckled: "Brother, there is indeed something wrong with him. It can be regarded as a terminal illness."
"Brother, what are you talking about?" An Daoquan was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that he was too strong just now and couldn't feel the pulse with two fingers? Simply, An Daoquan put three fingers on Ximen Qing's pulse: "Wait for me.
Brother, please handle it carefully again!"
Ximen Qing allowed An Daoquan to feel his pulse and said with a smile: "I'm afraid my brother has this problem too."
"What?" An Daoquan said in shock: "How is this possible?"
"Every man has this problem, but the degree is different." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "This problem is called lust, and it is also called missing women."
"Hey! You didn't tell me earlier!" An Daoquan retracted his finger, a smile appeared on his face, and it was the kind of smile you would feel when meeting a close friend.
Men, there is nothing wrong with anyone.
"Brother, last time I was walking on Purple Stone Street, a fork fell from the sky. When I looked up..." Ximen Qing shamelessly began to talk about the first time he and Pan Jinlian met: "Brother, look
, if you don’t pretend to be dizzy at this time, how can you have a chance to get close to a beautiful woman?”
"Brother, what you said makes sense!" An Daoquan felt sympathetic and nodded repeatedly: "This is what should be done at this time."
"It's a pity that my brother is already in his early forties and is still alone. Although there is a house in Jiankang Mansion, he has no one who knows him."
"Brother, what are you talking about? Brother, this place is just like your home." Ximen Qing slapped his thigh: "It doesn't matter if you don't know anything about it. Let's go to the streets to find him!"
"Brother, don't talk nonsense. You can find such a close friend just by looking for him on the street." An Daoquan thought Ximen Qing was making a joke on him and became a little unhappy.
"It's not hard to find a close friend, but happy ones are readily available." Ximen Qing stood up and said, "There is a hundred flower buildings in this county, and there are twelve cards in them. Brother, you must go!"
"This..." An Daoquan's eyes lit up: "It's exactly what I want!"
"Let's go when we say we're going. We'll take action when it's time to take action!" Ximen Qing laughed loudly. He and An Daoquan left the study room, called the book boy and gave instructions.
Go to Baihua Tower.
"Don't you have an old illness? Why did you become so happy after staying with the miracle doctor for a while, and even took the miracle doctor to Baihua Tower to play?" Shutong'er couldn't believe what he saw.
"Hey, brother, I'm so frustrated at home that I went out to find a girl." Hua Tong'er smiled, and unexpectedly Xue'er happened to come to the study to ask about the miracle doctor's old illness and listened.
"Aggrieved, what aggrieved?" Xueer asked inexplicably: "You two guys, what are you talking about?"
Xue'er was born as a maid and was known for her good temper. She was raised as a concubine by Ximen Qing and took over Zhuo Diu'er's class. She was still polite to the maids and servants in the mansion and did not show any
He looked like he didn't recognize anyone.
Therefore, Shutong'er and Hua Tong'er treat Xue'er as their older sister. When Xue'er asked about it, Hua Tong'er stuck out her tongue and said, "My younger brothers are all making nonsense, so don't blame me, sister!"
"Where are the master and the miracle doctor? Why can't I see anyone in the study?" Xue'er didn't take Hua Tong'er's words to heart. She went to the study and walked around, then came out and asked, "Didn't you say you want to check the doctor's pulse? Where is this person?
went?"
"Sister, I just smiled and went outside with Dr. An." Shutong'er replied: "It seems like nothing happened, maybe he went to the herbal medicine store."
"Oh, that's good." Xueer wandered around, feeling bored, and went to the backyard to enjoy the flowers.
"Isn't it Baihualou? When did you say you were going to the herbal medicine shop?" Hua Tong'er couldn't help but ask after Xue'er left.
"What do you know!" Shu Tong'er and Painting Tong'er are actually about the same age, but at this moment they act old-fashioned and teach Painting Tong'er a lesson: "Sister Xue'er and the master just got together, and the master is going to go
In a place like Baihua Building, even though Sister Xueer won't say anything if she finds out, she will definitely not be happy in her heart. You are still young and don't understand what's going on here."
"If I hadn't taken the lead just now, I'm afraid you would have said everything out loud."
"You are so much older than me!" Hua Tong'er curled his lips and turned his head to the side: "You dare to teach me a lesson!"
"I wonder which girl the master will choose when he goes to Baihualou?" Although the book boy was young, his eyes still glowed with green light, and he suddenly shouted: "Ah, no, I have to go to the hut.
.”
Before the painting boy could come to his senses, the book boy had already crossed his legs and ran towards the side courtyard.
"Tsk, I don't know what you are going to do?" Hua Tong'er said with a look of disdain: "You say you are going to the latrine, why don't you find a hidden place to have sex."
"Master, look at the pears of this villain. They are thin-skinned, juicy and extremely sweet."
As soon as Ximen Qing and An Daoquan left the gate, they were blocked by Brother Yun who was squatting on guard.
"You are so troublesome, why do you come here every day!" Ximen Qing angrily grabbed a few coins and threw them into the basket held high by Brother Yun: "You don't need your fruit, you can sell it elsewhere."
Brother Yun hurriedly bent down to salute and stepped aside: "Have a good trip, high official!"
Ximen Qing shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Brother, you see, I am a good person. Even a fruit vendor dares to bully me and block the door of my house. Brother is the county lieutenant of Qinghe County. Looking for someone."
It only takes a minute to break this guy's legs."
"Brothers care about the people and are approachable. I'm afraid the people in the county will be happy." An Daoquan smiled and said: "Why should we care about trivial matters?"
"Brother is right, haha!" Ximen Qing and An Daoquan walked side by side. They didn't take Brother Yun to heart at all, nor did they think that Brother Yun had collected the copper coins, picked up the basket and tiptoed and hung it from a distance.
This...this is the way to Zishi Street!
Ximen Qing subconsciously led An Daoquan around three times and two times, taking a shortcut from Zishi Street to Baihua Building, but Brother Yun who was following him was startled.
"Is Ximen Qing going to look for Pan Liuniang?" Brother Yun was hanging far behind, thinking to himself: "Why is there another person traveling with us?"
Although Brother Yun couldn't guess for a while whether Ximen Qing was looking for Pan Jinlian, but remembering Wu Dalang's instructions and seeing Zishi Street in front of him, Brother Yun gritted his teeth, picked up the basket and went to the cross street to find Wu Dalang.
Although Wu Dalang had been at home some time ago and had not come out to sell cooking cakes, every time he looked at Pan Jinlian at home, he could not help but think of the good things the couple was going to do, and he almost went crazy.
Today, Wu Dalang specially asked Pan Jinlian to make a basket of cooking cakes and sell them on the street, which can be regarded as soothing the aching chest.
"What! Brother, say it again!" Wu Dalang, who was too lazy to hawk and squatted in the street to bask in the sun, looked at Brother Yun who was slightly out of breath. He was afraid that he heard wrongly, so he stood up and asked again.
"Ximen Qing... went to Zishi Street!" Brother Yun calmed down his breathing and nodded affirmatively: "I followed them all the way to Zishi Street and watched them pass by."
Obviously, Brother Yun forgot to mention that Ximen Qing still had An Daoquan by his side, and Wu Dalang was so jealous that he also ignored the word "them".
Wu Dalang jumped half a foot high, pulled out the pole, picked up Brother Yun and ran away: "Brother, catch the king and the two, let's go catch the king today!"
"Hey, hey, I'm telling you, you're a Wuhan University student, are you still selling these pancakes?" Aunt Wang, who was selling vegetables next to her, shouted, "Don't be impulsive!"
Wu Dalang turned a deaf ear and picked up Brother Yun and started to run to Zishi Street. Brother Yun said bluffingly: "Wait a minute, what should I do with this basket of snow pears?"
"What kind of pears do you care about at this time!" Wu Dalang snatched Brother Yun's basket and threw it directly to Aunt Wang, the vegetable seller: "Auntie, take these pears back and boil them in water for you to drink!"
Brother Yun was still feeling distressed, but Wu Dalang had already dragged him to Zishi Street...
"Who cares about a basket of pears..." Aunt Wang muttered, but she still put the basket of pears in front of her and shouted: "Pear is on sale, pears are on sale, all of them are delicious, sweet pears are cheap
sold..."
Not long after they left, Brother Yun took a pole and pulled the panting Wu Dalang into Zishi Street.
At first, Wu Dalang was running ahead with a pole, but later Brother Yun slowly caught up, and Wu Dalang was holding his chest and panting hard.
"Brother, can your body handle this?" Brother Yun asked worriedly.
"It's okay!" Wu Dalang pressed his fist against his chest and said, "This is a rare opportunity...can't let it go!"
"Brother, you can block the door in a moment, and I'll go in and catch the naughty couple myself!"
"Okay!" As long as he doesn't have a head-on conflict with Ximen Qing, Brother Yun doesn't care.
The two of them discussed and approached Wu Dalang's house. Looking at the closed door, Wu Dalang patted his chest to calm down. He tried to push the door, and it was actually bolted inside: "Brother, look, the house is closed."
The door is closed, Ximen Qing must be inside! Let's go in through the back door!"
The two of them went around to the back door like thieves and sneaked into the yard. Wu Dalang listened carefully: "Brother, listen, is there anything going on upstairs?"
Brother Yun listened for a long time and lowered his voice before replying: "Brother, there is...nothing happening here. Could it be that he is not here?"
"Really?" Wu Dalang walked into the house and listened again: "Why did I hear some movement on the bed upstairs?"
The two came to the stairs. Wu Dalang asked Brother Yun to pass the pole to him, and asked Brother Yun to look at the stairs. He didn't ask anyone to rush down, and he walked up the stairs gently step by step...
"Are Ximen Qing and Pan Liuniang really doing good things upstairs?" Brother Yun stood at the bottom of the stairs, watching Wu Dalang walking up the stairs, and couldn't help but think: "You said if it were me now
How nice it would be to be upstairs with Liu Niang making love to each other..."
Brother Yun suddenly felt a sour feeling, thinking that all the good cabbage was being eaten by pigs, and he had no part in it at all.
At this time, Wu Dalang shouted loudly from upstairs: "Jiang couple, look where you are running!" followed by the sound of carrying poles hitting the bed board.