Back Off, Let Me Come

Dr. Dong originally thought that his partner would be an old acquaintance, but he never expected that he would be an unfamiliar face. Then he saw that the partner was lame and had an occupational disease, so he asked: "How long has Luan Hu Cao been injured in this leg?"

Facing the inquiry, Luan Xin looked calm.

"It's been over ten years, I can't remember clearly."

Dr. Dong stroked his beard: "I have been a doctor for most of my life. I dare not be able to cure any difficult and complicated diseases, but I do have some experience in medicine. If Luanhu Cao doesn't mind, why don't you let me take a look? Prescribe some medicine. It’s good to adjust it a bit.”

Faced with Dr. Dong's enthusiasm, Luan Xin did not refuse and thanked him quietly: "In this case, I will trouble the old doctor."

When Dr. Dong saw Luan Xin's injured leg, his expression changed obviously. A brief inspection revealed how much damage his leg had suffered. His legs had not been exposed to light all year round, and the skin was white and delicate, with the hideous and twisted wound lying on it like a centipede.

The burns were all over the calves, especially the calves, and the most shocking ones were on the knees, where less than half of the flesh was missing. Luan Xin, however, seemed to be fine and smiled gently: "This ugly appearance scares Dr. Dong."

Dr. Dong said solemnly: "As a doctor, what kind of wounds do you have never seen? What does this mean? Luanhu Cao, your leg was not just crushed by a carriage like the master said." Which wheel crushed it? In the past, there was also a boiling water attack?

Further inspection revealed that he had also ruptured his hamstring.

This is mostly caused by humans. This leg is only lame rather than completely disabled. Thanks to Luan Xin's literary talent, he has enough literary energy to travel through the meridians of the leg and nourish it all the time. If it were an ordinary person, this leg would be just for decoration.

Luan Xin's expression moved slightly.

He said: "Because it is an old thing, I didn't tell my lord in detail. After all, it has been so many years."

Dr. Dong sighed at his legs.

He blamed himself: "I am not good at medical skills..."

Alas, if worldly medicine could be as miraculous as literature and martial arts, there might be a miracle that could completely cure these old diseases.

but--

"Luanhu Cao, is your enemy still alive?" Although he couldn't heal Luan Xin's leg, Shen Jun could kill Luan Xin's enemies. Judging from the extent of the injury to Luan Xin's leg, it was definitely a painful memory that could make one despair.

Killing an enemy can also be considered as healing one's heart.

The topic span was so big that Luan Xin almost didn't react. When he understood what Dr. Dong meant, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, but since the disaster has lasted for thousands of years, I think he is still alive..."

Dr. Dong nodded: "Just stay alive."

Then he said: "Only when you are alive can you have the chance to take revenge with your own hands!"

It would be too easy for the enemy to die casually.

He turned around and wrote a prescription for Luan Xin's treatment. Although it could not completely cure the leg injury, it could relieve the pain on the rainy day.

"How can Dr. Dong be so sure that Xin's injuries were not caused by his own fault? Perhaps Xin deserves this fate?"

Luan Xin's eyelids drooped slightly, suppressing the emotions in his eyes.

His voice was extremely dull, and there was no emotion or anger to be heard.

Dr. Dong wrote without raising his head: "If Luan Hu Cao is this kind of person, how could Jun Shen recruit you? Jun Shen is a good person, and so is her civil and martial arts. Since she believes in you, I will naturally do the same. I believe it. Luanhu Cao said yes or no?"

Luan Xin never thought the answer would be this.

At the same time, there was also a little hesitation.

"...The old doctor thinks the master is a good person?"

"Of course! She's not, who could be?"

Dr. Dong knew that Luan Xin was a newcomer and that Shen Tang's strong performance was normal, so he kept explaining to him how Shen Tang worked diligently and loved the people. She was forced to be transferred to Longwu County, a place where people had nothing to do, and the people of Heyin County were separated by thousands of miles away.

If it were not deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, how could it be treated like this?

Doesn't this still count as a good person?

"I have lived for most of my life. What I hate most are those who start wars at will for their own selfish desires. Wherever they go, people are in dire straits. Doctors work hard to save one person, but they kill ten, hundreds, thousands or even ten thousand people with just one move. Tu...Jun Shen is completely different from them." If not for this, Dr. Dong, who should have been enjoying his old age, would not have followed Shen Tang around all the time, and would have bothered to help her train apprentices.

Pray for a few good people to generate electricity for love.

So why not Dr. Dong?

Luan Xin listened carefully and did not interrupt.

With the experience of national physical examination in Longwu County, Dr. Dong is familiar with the whole process. However, due to lack of manpower and time, he cannot send people to each village to notify the people in place. He can only go there in person, and the efficiency will naturally not be improved.

Fortunately, Shen Tang never asked about the progress of the project.

After working for a few days, there was a small gain. Five people were registered, two men and three women. The three girls are not old enough to be enlightened. The two boys have some cultivation skills, but they are all past their golden age. The oldest one is fifteen years old, and the mother-in-law has been married for half a year. Dr. Dong understood the situation and did not suggest that the two of them enlist in the army...

Who wants to be a soldier if we are not desperate these days?

Luan Xin was a scribe in Shen Tang's tent. Dr. Dong tacitly acknowledged that he knew all the truth. He did not tell him the true purpose of the "physical examination", nor did he tell him that the selected ladies could practice cultivation.

Seeing that Luan Xin was fascinated by the three names on the list, he joked: "Is Luan Hu Cao cherishing talents? I see, these three children each have their own cleverness. If they are taught well, In a few years, maybe I can find a place in Hucao's official office, and Luan Hucao will feel relaxed, too, won't he?"

As an outsider, Dr. Dong can see clearly.

Shen Tangzhang Wenwu are two extremes. The former are all high-end talents, and the middle and low-level people are directly cut off; the latter are mostly young talents. Youth means lack of experience and low cultivation, and they can barely get through with Xie Chujie's wool.

The good seedlings selected by Longwu County are still in the academy, and Chu Yao Qishan and others have already divided them up.

This shows how short of manpower it is.

"Listen to me, strike first to gain the upper hand, but strike later and you can't even drink the soup." Dr. Dong said with a smile, "A typical example is Cao Lin Lingde, a Lin householder, and Yu Weiheng, an official in the Cao Department. These two female monarchs can He is really promising. Now he can help Chu Gongcao and others share the burden, and he will be able to shoulder the important task in a few years. Such good talents are hard to come by, and when you meet them, they cannot be robbed."

Luan Xin covered the scroll and put the letter aside.

Said: "Once upon a time, there was a female student."

Dr. Dong asked, "How are your talents?"

"Medium-to-average talent. Although she is not as talented and knowledgeable as Hayashi Hucao, she is still quite savvy. It's a pity...she made a mistake at every step. She was trusted by others, but she didn't teach her anything."

Dr. Dong said: "That's a pity."

He no longer tried to persuade Luan Xin to accept a student.

During this time, Luan Xin had completely seen Shen Tang's "corporate culture" - Qionghe 007. Note: Qiong refers to the protagonist Shen Tang, and 007 refers to all the staff.

This was also the first time that he saw a lord using [Half-heartedness], which consumes a lot of literary spirit, just to have two more incarnations of literary spirit to handle government affairs together. Gu Chi and others were not surprised, and were even led into the ditch by Shen Tang. This also led to Luan Xin greeting Liao Jia at the door of the official office, and when he entered the conference hall, he saw Liao Jia talking to a strange woman.

"Righteousness has returned. Is there any harvest today?"

Luan Xin tried hard to suppress the twitching at the corner of his mouth.

"I've gained someone. The letter was just at the door..."

Lia Jia said: "It's my incarnation, running an errand."

"This is such a waste of elegance."

Liao Versailles Jia asked: "Is there any?"

Luan Xin: "..."

He forgot.

The literary scholars under Shen Tang's tent had either completed the completion of the literary palace, or were halfway through the construction of the literary palace. Even a young man like Lin Feng had finished laying the foundation. Except for Xun Zhen, a kryptonian who is like a dragon if he has money and a worm if he doesn’t have money, no one has ever worried about his culture.

All of them were very proud.

Liao Jia was still there sighing: "There will be a war after the spring plowing next year. Time is tight, so Jia can only make this decision."

At the beginning, Liao Jia also rejected this "corporate culture", but if a brave warrior can go farming, what is the nobleness of a literary scholar? The lord took the lead, and Chu Yao responded a few times.

As a latecomer, Liao Jia could only "do as the Romans do."

Not to mention, the efficiency is quite high.

Luan Xin: "..."

He vaguely understood why the lord asked him to believe in himself. In this case, he could only believe in his own strength!

"Who is this lady?"

Luan Xin refused to be so gregarious and changed the subject.

The woman saluted him.

"A folk girl, Shen Zhi, met Luan Hu Cao."

Shen Zhi, who has given birth, is less childish and naive than a girl, and more stable, mature and charming. In addition, she has condensed her literary heart and adds a bit of elegance and calmness. Shen Zhi has not yet entered the officialdom, and is not an official of Shen Tang, so she can only call herself a "people's daughter". However, Luan Xin, who knew Shen Zhi from Lin Feng, did not dare to neglect the other party. The other party's ability was enough to enter the Hucao and occupy a core position.

"When did Shen Nujun come?"

Shen Zhi replied: "I just came here not long ago."

I wanted to come and report to Shen Jun, but Shen Jun was not here. It happened that Liao Jia was on duty today, so we chatted for a few words. She got acquainted with Liao Jia because of flowers, and they had the same hobby. The latter often bought fresh flowers from her, and she made a friend over time.

Liao Jia said: "Justice has come at the right time. You take Yaohe to Hucao's office. Lingde has been waiting for you for the past two days."

Lin Feng sent people from time to time to ask if Shen Zhi had arrived.

Shen Zhi smiled and said, "Thanks to Luanhu Cao."

Luan Xin nodded slightly: "No trouble."

Lin Feng is not working in Hucao's office at the moment, but in the fields. Half of the Hucao government's private land was used for growing cotton, so she simply built a straw hut near the private land to live. Shen Zhi had a keen sense of smell and could smell Lin Feng's scent as soon as he came.

"How many days have you not showered?"

Lin Feng raised his arm and sniffed.

"Can you smell this? It's only been three days..."

Due to the shortage of water, the cold weather, and the fact that there is no perfume shop in Sibao County, bathing has become a problem. Ordinary people only take a bath once every ten and a half months. Lin Feng likes to be clean and does it once every three or four days.

It is also covered with fragrant powder, so ordinary people cannot smell it at all.

Shen Zhi said: "Three days have passed before it tastes good."

She relies on her nose to eat.

Only with a keen sense of smell can you accurately distinguish various fragrances.

"Is this the cotton in Shen Jun's letter?"

After a brief exchange of greetings, Shen Zhi turned his attention to the neat cotton in the field. In terms of appearance, apart from the discoloration characteristics, the flowers blooming from cotton buds are not stunning, and they will not catch the eyes of Shen Zong who cultivates countless exotic flowers and plants. But Shen Zhi knew that these humble things could save countless lives.

Lin Feng said: "Yeah."

She led Shen Zhi and Luan Xin to another field.

The cotton seeds here have just sprouted and broken through the ground.

"It's just this acre of land, Yaohe, give it a try."

Lin Feng looked at it nervously.

According to the current intelligence, Shen Zhi's way of being a scribe can only give birth to flowers and plants. Previously, she was asked to try to induce the growth of grain seeds, but the grain seeds did not move at all. The word cotton was said by the Lord. Although the name contains flowers, can the way of scribes be effective...

Lin Feng felt unsure.

Shen Zhi also had no idea.

Only Shen Tang who firmly believes in the way of the scribes can achieve this!

Shen Zhi stood on the ridge of the field, holding a goose-yellow literary monogram in both hands, and skillfully mobilized the few literary energy to condense in the palm of his hand to move it. In an instant, there was a brisk buzzing sound, and the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth became active and enthusiastic...

Luan Xin didn't speak during the whole process.

Only then did he raise his hand and look at his fingers.

He murmured softly: "The wind is picking up."

This is not an ordinary wind.

The wind carried a gentle yet exuberant vitality. In his eyes, countless bits of heaven and earth energy swayed gently with the wind, blowing over the cotton buds that poked out their heads. The buds then stretch their bodies, strive to grow upward, and take root downwards.

He looked at it for a while and then asked Lin Feng with some confusion: "There is something that I don't understand. I wonder if Lin Hucao can explain it?"

Lin Feng regained his composure and said, "Luanhu Cao, please tell me."

"The ability of this Lady Shen seems to be consistent with Lin Hucao. If it is just a simple birth... I must be honest, her literary spirit is thin and she will not be able to play a big role." It is better to send two more literary scholars to ensure that Lin Feng is full of literary spirit.

Who knows——

"In terms of function, Feng is far inferior to Yaohe. No one can be without her." Lin Feng's words were not modesty, but a statement of facts, "Luanhu Cao knew that Yaohe could be grown easily only in the literature." of exotic flowers and plants? Why do you think this is?"

Luan Xin gave up thinking and chose the reference answer.

"Why?"

Lin Feng said: "If Yaohe likes a peony with a rich color, her scribe's way can guide the descendants of this peony, and the petals will become darker and darker with each generation. If Yaohe likes lotus flowers with two pedicles, the scribe's way will also be the same. It can be done. Why is it not important to choose the best? My lord said that the cotton grown from these cotton varieties is not good, the cotton bolls are too small, and they are prone to diseases..."

Luan Xin was shocked, his pupils were shaking.

"What Lin Hucao means——"

Lin Feng gave the standard answer: "My master wants high-quality cotton seeds with many cotton bolls and resistance to diseases, so Yaohe is the only one."

At the beginning, everyone knew that this scribe's method could only be used to promote the growth of flowers and plants, so they were a little uninterested. However, Shen Zhi was easily satisfied and was gearing up to start a big career in beauty. The first customer was Liao Jia who came to order flowers. Liao Jia was also a picky customer and had conditions for the size and color of flowers.

Somehow it reached the Lord's ears.

The Lord slapped his thigh.

Heartbroken: [You guys, you are such a waste of natural resources. You only use such wonderful skills to plant flowers...]

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PS: Cotton can really bloom. The color of the flowers will change from white to goose yellow, pink, red or even purple. After the flowers wither, cotton bolls will grow. When the cotton boll matures and splits, the cotton inside is the cotton wool, which is what we often call "cotton".

PPS: Shen Zhi’s way of being a scribe is a magical skill if used in the right way. But except for Tang Mei, no one realized this. Shen Zhi just wanted to plant flowers and sell rouge flower dew in the future_(:з」∠)_