Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

"Look at Mr. Chen, I'll go find my mother."

With that said, he walked through the mansion to Cao Xing.

Xiao Yue was delighted, but it was hard to say it directly.

"Then I'll go find the young master and come back."

But Nanny Feng said:

"Master Chen usually looks for the young master. Where did you find it? Miss said, it's not a big deal, there's no need to call the young master back."

Saying so, he took Xiaoyue to prepare soup and medicine for the miss, just like a housekeeper.

Chen Yanjun walked through the front pavilion, the living room, the garden in the front yard and the corridor guest rooms, and then bypassed the magnificent central main building to the backyard.

The backyard is three feet square, and there is only one pavilion away from the warehouse of the drug store.

The courtyard is a slightly barren medicine bed, with an old pagoda tree planted in the middle and a clear pond in the corner.

The spring is warm and the insects and butterflies are flying, which is quite quiet.

Chen Yanjun lived in a wing room facing south in the backyard.

Although it is an ordinary guest room, it is specially rebuilt to be as beautiful as the main house. Bamboo is planted in front of the door, and a self-rain pavilion is built next to it, which is equivalent to an air-conditioned room, which is convenient for studying and practicing in summer.

Chen Yanjun pushed the door open and entered the room.

The house looks small, but it separates the front hall, study room and bedroom.

Chen Yanjun went straight to the study.

The study is small, but the windows are bright and clean, and the bookshelves are mostly Confucian classics and pharmacopoeias.

Read the Pharmacopoeia casually.

"Immortal Food Materia Medica", written by Meng Shen, a disciple of Sun Simiao, is one of the most basic elixir collections. It advocates that medicine and food come from the same source, and seeks results in a stable way. It is a folk guide for ordinary people to maintain health and eat spirits.

After flipping through it for a while, the panel started to move.

[Medical skills +1, progress 49/100 (first glimpse)]

You can add some points to the basic pharmacopoeia, which shows how mediocre the original owner's medical talent is.

Although in Chen Yanjun's opinion, medical skills are more important than poetry and Confucianism, but the daily life in Guozijian is to study medical books, and then add more.

Right now, someone is trying to harm him, Chen Yanjun has limited time, and there are two things that most need to practice.

First, practice the art of nourishing qi.

Cooperate with the pills, add points as soon as possible, and become a ninth-rank cultivator, officially embarking on the road of cultivation.

Second, exercise your physique. It is best to practice some mortal exercises for emergency self-defense.

In fact, the original owner didn't have any serious illnesses, the main reason was that he was weak in physique, plus he was rewarded for nothing, and suffered from mediocre talent, so he couldn't enter the ranks.

And because of his outstanding appearance, he is often bullied and pointed out by men, and pitied by women, so he lacks rigidity.

"One who is useless is a scholar."

Chen Yanjun sighed.

Then I found two books in the bookshelf, which are the most suitable basic methods for mortals to refine their body and Qi.

A "Explanation of Qi Yang Technique".

A "Compendium of Shence Military Physical Techniques".

The two are the practice foundations of Tang practice martial arts.

Even the imperial examinations are required, and the proportion of poetry and Confucianism is evenly divided, so it cannot be neglected.

After entering the stage of cultivation in the Tang Dynasty, there are nine grades in total.

Starting from the ninth rank, the first rank is the strongest, and then go up to the no-junction state, and then you will cross the tribulation and become a fairy.

However, the grades of officials in the Xianwu Tang Dynasty are directly linked to their cultivation bases, and their cultivation bases must be of the same rank as their official ranks.

If you don't have a third-rank cultivation, you won't be able to enter Fengge Luantai to be the prime minister.

It can be seen that no matter which world you are in, the end of the universe is Kao Gong.

Just as he was about to flip through the book, Chen Yanjun suddenly heard the front door creak open and close again.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Is the son in the house?"

Madam's voice was always gentle and dignified, as clear as the moon, but today, it sounded a little more joyful.

However, Chen Yanjun still didn't quite get used to Madam Cui's habit of entering the house first and then knocking on the door from inside.

Locking didn't help either.

Chen Yanjun even suspected that Mrs. Cui threw her horse into the water on purpose that night by the Wei River.

However, after getting along with each other for the past three years, Mrs. Cui kept her body like a jade and showed extreme restraint.

Seemingly claiming to be the future mother-in-law, she didn't have any physical contact with the original owner beyond friendship.

Most of the time, the maidservant Xiaoyue took care of the original owner and seldom met alone with the original owner.

Today, Madam's voice is extraordinarily gentle.

Chen Yanjun said calmly:

"Since the madam has come in, there is no need to knock on the door again, so as not to be heard by others."

Snapped--

The medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and he kicked it back into his hand lightly.

The handsome woman patted her breast lightly in fright, causing ripples of false alarm.

Chapter 0006 This Cao thief, I am determined!

Cui Yourong, thirty-eight years old, a talented eighth-rank animal master, born in the famous Cui family, married to the Du family in Luoyang, suspected of favoring handsome and weak scholars, but was widowed for 12 years after her ex-husband died of illness, pure and self-respecting Never overstepping the rules...including with the original owner.

This is Chen Yanjun finding information about Mrs. Cui in the memory of the original owner.

To his surprise, Mrs. Cui and the original owner were not as close as expected.

He is very kind and gentle to the original owner, but has always maintained a dignified image and a restrained distance.

Today, it seems to be different.

"Young master is obviously injured, but his complexion has improved!"

Cui Yourong rearranged his appearance and appeared in Chen Yanjun's study with a soup of medicine.

In the past, this kind of thing was done by Xiaoyue.

In front of the desk, Chen Yanjun stood up and made a bow, only then did he see Madam Cui's face.

The memory of the original owner read by Chen Yanjun only has the causal logic of events, and cannot condense a specific picture.

I only know that Mrs. Cui has a good appearance, but there is no specific image.

Until seeing it with his own eyes, Chen Yanjun was dumbfounded.

The wife is actually more beautiful than her daughter, more like Qiu Zhuo's sister than her mother.

I saw Mrs. wearing a thin blue gauze intertwined with blue, with a white shawl hanging like clouds on her shoulders, her head was tied in a high bun, her forehead was painted with flowers, and her eyebrows were painted on her temples...

Except that the material and tailoring are more fairy-like, this is a typical Tang girl's dress.

The only difference is that the open collar is high and covered with a layer of pure white gauze, which is vaguely white and undulating, exuding a sense of immortality that is not commensurate with the plump figure.

Dignified, tall, looks plump, but in fact only a few places are plump, and the places that should be thin are thin.

The so-called rich charm is not just plump, the temperament is gorgeous but not silver, charming but not vulgar, it is really a masterpiece.

Especially the broad mind, which seems to be able to contain everything in the world, even everything about you, is the charm of the prosperous Tang Dynasty that cannot be concealed by any loose robes.

Chen Yanjun didn't think he was lustful, but suddenly he had a lofty dream of being in charge of the Tang Dynasty in his heart.

Looking at his face again, he is really charming, beautiful and fairy, and he can't tell that he is thirty or eight at all.

Willow-leaf eyes, peach-petal lips, skin as white as the moon, scented strands refreshing the heart, nothing can be squared.

So beautiful that Chen Yanjun felt that his wife's accessories and rouge were all dressed up in reverse, and her beauty was at its peak only when she was out of the bath.

It's a pity that the original owner jumped into the river to save people in the dark, and he hasn't seen this scene until now.

A pair of eyes looked dignified like the moon, but they were the shadow of the moon reflected in the clear pool in the middle of the night. When the wind blew, there was a girlish heart that couldn't be concealed.

What about widows?

Chen Yanjun said in his heart: I will take this Cao thief for sure!

After the ceremony, Chen Yanjun said:

"Does Madam know?"

Cui Yourong was called back from Caoxing by her daughter, so she naturally knew what happened today.

When Chen Yanjun said later that he wanted to marry her, he forgot the crisis for a while...

Only then did I remember.

"I only know the part about Young Master saving Qiu Zhuo, but I don't know about the latter part."

In order to cover up the embarrassment on his face and the ripples in his eyes, Cui Yourong put down the medicine soup, kept a straight face, stood upright with his hands behind his back, and stood upright, as tall as a hanging moon.

"I know you like Qiuzhuo, but you still have to keep your distance in the Imperial College. Every month, people go to Cui's house or Luoyang Du's house to propose marriage."

This is a fact.

Chen Yanjun has to admit that although his wife is more beautiful than her daughter, even when she was a young girl, she is not as popular as her daughter in the marriage and love market.

In Xianwu Tang Dynasty, self-cultivation comes first, and double cultivation is sometimes a shortcut.

For unmarried women, talent is better than family background and beauty.

Chen Yanjun said:

"It has nothing to do with Qiuzhuo."

"I ate poisonous mushrooms today, and before the gate of hell suddenly remembered the happy things in my childhood, I realized that these years I was lost in fame and fortune, and I ignored many things around me...many people."

"Since God let Chen live another life, he will have to start a new life from now on."

Cui Yourong also noticed the change in Chen Yanjun.

I just feel that the word "live another life" sounds weird... like vowing to sever the past.

"It seems that the young master is seriously injured, and he drank the medicine soup soon."

Saying so, he called Chen Yanjun to sit down, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and fed him the medicinal soup with his own hands.

medicine is sweet...

Chen Yanjun didn't know what kind of medicine it was, anyway, the cultivation base points on the panel added a little more.

Speaking of which, this was the first time Madam gave him medicine with her own hands.

Unlike the last time he saved people, this time he really saved Qiu Zhuo, there is nothing wrong with Madam doing so.

not only that.

Madam also asked him to remove his clothes to see if the wound on his lower abdomen had healed and if the eagle beak had hurt the root bone.

While applying medicine ash to the wound, he said:

"Most of the bad people in the prison department are prisoners. They don't know how to heal your wounds. They just stop the bleeding and save your life. It involves your bones and needs more careful maintenance in the future."

The movements seem intimate, but they maintain a proper distance, behave decently, and be gentle.

But Chen Yanjun is a man after all, he saw the white snow, scented wisps of fragrance, and seductive charm, he didn't know where to put his eyes, so he could only keep his eyes straight.

After applying the medicine, Cui Yourong asked tentatively.

"My son has never done anything wrong, why bother to be a man again?"

Chen Yanjun said calmly:

"Fame and wealth, a proud son of heaven...what everyone pursues may not be what they like."