Prince, who shall we kill today?

Chapter 128

Yecheng, quack doctor hall.

It was in the evening, and many doctors in the square were arranged in a matrix, each holding a bamboo stick, and were making sword moves with the person in the front in dark green clothes.Everyone was in high spirits, and the movements of waving the bamboo sticks were quite powerful, and the patients on the sidelines shivered.

"I swear I'll never yell at the doctor again..."

"I don't miss Dr. Su anymore..."

"The quack doctor's hall wants to learn martial arts as a group..."

"It looks like... studying medicine can't save Daqi..."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, everyone felt uneasy, and they dispersed after a while.

After another half an hour of practice, Yuan Qionghua ended his teaching.Originally, according to the intensity of his training Xue Man, no matter what, everyone had to practice at least three hours a day, but now he is learning martial arts with doctors, without any foundation in martial arts, so he can't force it.He can only teach from the most basic, trying to make them all protect themselves.As for pursuing a higher level, he can't set such a high teaching goal for the time being.

After they dispersed in the square, Yuan Qionghua went to collect the herbs that had been sun-dried in the daytime, and after a while the curator called his name softly.

"Qinghua." Yong Shixi approached with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "Just leave these things to the disciples. You are busy with treating diseases and teaching everyone how to learn martial arts. It is too hard to do these trivial things. gone."

"It's okay," Yuan Qionghua said, "I'm not tired."

"You have to give your disciples a chance to exercise even if you're not tired." Yong Shixi said as he pulled out a [-]-year-old girl from behind, "Leave it to Lingmiao."

The girl jumped out from behind the old man, like a lively fawn.She is combing a double bun, with a pink headband on her head, which is tied into a beautiful style. Under her bangs are faint willow leaf eyebrows, and her eyes are blinking as if she can talk.

She walked up to Yuan Qionghua, saluted him, and said in a warm voice: "Lingmiao has seen Mr.."

"Hello." Yuan Qionghua had a gentle expression on his face.

Lingmiao stared at his face, then suddenly turned to the old man and said, "Grandpa, he looks good."

Yuan Qionghua blushed immediately.

"Haha." Yong Shixi laughed, and said angrily, "Mister is thin-skinned, don't bully him."

"I don't have one." Lingmiao said seriously, "I'm just telling the truth, grandpa. I've never seen such a good-looking man like Mr."

She approached Yuan Qionghua, pulled his sleeve, and said with a smile: "I want to draw a portrait of you, is that okay? I promise to draw you very beautifully! I learned painting from Mr. Mo at Baihe Academy , Very powerful! I will definitely not make you ugly."

"Little girl, please stop messing around." Yong Shixi walked over and rubbed the girl's head, and said to Yuan Qionghua, "This is my granddaughter, her mother went to the doctor, her father followed her mother The little girl still has to go to school, so she has to live with me temporarily. She is lively and active by nature, and she can't take time off, so you can let her do some trivial things for you. You can order her as you like, you are welcome."

"Yeah!" Lingmiao nodded, "I can help you with many things, as long as you let me draw a portrait!"

"Then you draw." The cute child's request is always difficult to refuse, Yuan Qionghua said warmly, "No one has painted for me yet, please."

"Sir, you are so polite!" Lingmiao was very excited, "I should thank you!!"

The little girl couldn't wait to start, but she also remembered to do the business first, so she hurriedly helped collect the medicinal materials first.Yuan Qionghua wanted to help, but was stopped by the museum owner.

"Let her be busy." Yong Shixi said, "I haven't seen Ah Man for a few days, what about others?"

"Abducted by his father-in-law." Yuan Qionghua said.

"My lord let him join the Loyalty Hall, which is just right to realize his wish to maintain the stability of the martial arts world." Yong Shixi said, "He is strong in martial arts, kind-hearted, and firm-willed. He will definitely be able to do this job well. I think The prince should have taken a fancy to his advantages, so he entrusted him with important tasks."

He said with emotion: "In the final analysis, it is thanks to you for teaching him so well."

"It's not me," Yuan Qionghua said, "I'm ashamed to say that I can only be regarded as growing up with him, and I haven't taught him anything useful. It's all thanks to his father that he will grow into what he is now."

When he mentioned that person, he felt a sudden loss in his heart.

The wind blew, causing ripples in the lake in his heart.

"If his father knows that he is so brave and kind now, he will definitely be very relieved."

he said softly.

"I'm all right!" Lingmiao ran out of the room, moved the table with great interest, put on a pile of things she used for painting, then spread out a piece of white paper, and said to Yuan Qionghua, "I heard from Grandpa that , Mister swordsmanship is extraordinary, I want to draw Mr. sword dancing, I wonder if Mister can demonstrate a little bit."

"You girl are serious about your request." The grandfather poked his granddaughter on the head.

"It doesn't matter." Yuan Qionghua immediately pulled out the long sword, and then said to Lingmiao, "Look carefully, if you are interested, you can learn swords from me. Girls learn a few sword skills to strengthen their bodies and protect their bodies. Own."

"Okay, okay." Lingmiao's eyes lit up, "Sir, please!"

Yong Shixi didn't stay here when he saw that the two got along harmoniously. After he left, Yuan Qionghua seriously practiced a set of sword skills in front of the girl.Behind him is a dense bamboo forest. As soon as the sword is released, the wind blows in all directions, and the bamboo leaves and figures are dancing in an instant.Xie Hui was agitated by this man's long sword, and he galloped like a bird in a river of light.

Ling Miao was completely stunned, and the pen dipped in ink fell from her hand.

When Yuan Qionghua finished, the little girl slapped the table and shouted: "Sir, I want to learn swords from you!"

Yuan Qionghua smiled and said, "Okay."

He put away the sword and walked up to the girl, and looked at her paper: "Did you see the sword move just now? Do you want me to demonstrate it again?"

"No need!" Lingmiao raised her hands to her chest, made a movement of movement, and then said, "Such an exquisite sword technique is really unforgettable, I already have a sketch in my mind, sir can go to work. Let me calm down and start writing later."

Yuan Qionghua thought she was embarrassed to be seen painting, so she listened to her and left first. He happened to be going to see the patients.

Only Lingmiao remained in front of the bamboo forest.

The little girl stared down at the ink-splattered white paper, in a state of contemplation, then suddenly knocked her head on the table after a while, and wailed, "Mother, I forgot everything!"

"Then—" She raised her head again, wiped the ink on her forehead, and said resolutely, "Then I'll just draw."

If you talk about drawing blindly, draw blindly. Lingmiao picks up the brush again, and starts painting directly from the ball of ink, first draws a bamboo forest, then draws a small person, and then draws a few birds...

One stroke after another, the girl paints from evening to dark, from the setting sun to the sky full of stars——the painting is not finished yet.

On the way, she took a lamp from the house and placed it on the table to continue painting with the light.The warm light is a bit like the slanting light in the evening, throwing on her painting, making the picture extremely soft and beautiful.

The girl is engrossed and meticulous, at first she had no clue, but now she draws freely.

After bowing his head for too long, his neck became a little sore.She raised her head, twisted her neck, and then saw a person standing on a bamboo.The man stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering.

He... he seems to have a big bald head?

The girl tilted her head and glanced at him, not bothering to pay attention, then lowered her head and continued to draw.

It was the bald head who was shocked.

He thought to himself, are all the little girls outside so courageous now?Suddenly saw a stranger appearing in the bamboo forest and didn't feel embarrassed to scream?

It's okay not to bark, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

He saw that the girl fell to the ground lightly without being frightened by him, and walked towards her slowly.

He wanted to see what she was drawing.

He wondered what it was that made her so obsessed that she didn't even care to be afraid.

"You're blocking my light." Lingmiao raised her hand and waved it aside, signaling strangers not to stand by the streetlight.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Amitabha Amitabha!" The bald man clasped his hands together to apologize, and quickly stepped aside. He walked around to the girl and looked at her painting from this angle.

I don't know if I don't see it, it's incredible to see it.

I saw under the girl's pen, the bamboo shadows swaying, the figures dancing, the slanting light rushing, and the sword shining like a rainbow!

He stared at the person drawn by the girl, gasped twice, and then clutched his chest violently.

——It’s a heart-pounding feeling!