This martial saint is too generous

"He's a master!"

How many products?

With my eyesight, I can’t see it!

The most powerful man Qin Jinyang has met so far is Xu Yuansheng, the owner of the villa. It was the initiation ceremony. He was aloof and as distant as the emperor.

Next are the two fourth-grade deputy village owners.

Everything is familiar!

But the two of them have never exposed their strength. After all, their aura is strong enough and their eyes are scary enough.

The beggar miracle doctor must be above the third level.

Bah, that's nonsense.

The prince of the palace would kneel down and beg for help. Even with the bonus of medical skills, the weakest one should be a fifth-grade one.

This is a giant who is more impressive than the owner of the village.

…

"The miraculous doctor...from the miraculous doctor...from the miraculous doctor please have mercy...!"

The prince's eyes were red, and he kowtowed again as if to vent his anger.

The soldiers beside him couldn't bear it and hurriedly helped the prince up. Although the prince is a dandy, he is truly filial to the princess. Let alone kowtow, he will cut off his arm without any complaints.

Of course, there is another factor.

The princess is alive, and the prince is the prince.

When the prince appoints a new princess, the position of the heir apparent will be in doubt.

In both public and private matters, the prince must seek help from a miracle doctor.

"Mr. Wu, continue to follow the traces of the miracle doctor. Even if you follow him to the end of the world, I will ask the miracle doctor to return to the palace!"

The prince gritted his teeth.

"I understand!"

Beside the prince, there was an old man with gray hair.

Wearing coarse cloth and white clothes, he has a detached expression. He looks at the Crown Prince as if he is doting on the younger generation, but the common people in his eyes are like ants. This kind of person is usually an expert.

Soon, the Crown Prince and his party left, and the street returned to normal.

And the center of conversation in the streets and alleys was all about the prince and the miracle doctor.

Every small town has a teahouse.

The teahouse is filled with first-hand information, whether true or false. The storyteller seems to know the past and present, and knows astronomy and geography, and any information can be picked up at his fingertips.

Qin Jinyang was at least close to the second rank. Although he didn't enter the teahouse, he could still hear the storyteller's content.

…

The princess is seriously ill and in critical condition. This is not the point. After all, people die every day.

People care more about miracle doctors.

The miracle doctor's name was You Tongwen, and his sect was a legend in the previous dynasty, and even the imperial physicians did not look down upon him.

A few years ago, Tongwen treated a princess in the capital. At that time, many imperial doctors came to the battle and diagnosed that the princess was not going to die soon. They were all helpless.

It took only ten days for the copper plague to appear and make the princess alive and kicking.

In this way, the miracle doctor became famous in one battle.

The emperor rewarded him with tens of thousands of gold, and also recruited him to serve as a doctor in the Imperial Hospital. However, Tongwen took the ten thousand gold, but refused to work in the Imperial Hospital and disappeared without a trace.

Since then, countless people have secretly investigated You Bongwen's whereabouts.

This miracle doctor had a weird temper, was erratic, and had irregular medical appointments. There was once a well-known wealthy businessman who was willing to use half of his family property in exchange for the miracle doctor's visits, but the miracle doctor still refused.

But sometimes, he even treats beggars free of charge.

Qin Jinyang was curious about the magic doctor's ability to disappear on the spot, and expected the storyteller to reveal the level of the miracle doctor. But the storyteller added fuel to the fire and began to invent some strange stories, saying that the miracle doctor had an affair with the emperor's concubine and was not afraid of being beheaded...

Having said that, people who make a living by selling words don’t seem to be afraid of death.

They seem to be proud of being beheaded by the emperor, hoping to gain a reputation that is not afraid of imperial power and leave their name on it through the ages. Not fighting for one life but fighting for hundreds of generations is also the character of many literati.

The imperial court also had a headache for this group of people.

Don't kill them... They are looking for secrets everywhere and spreading them with jealousy. If you don't have a secret, they will help you make up secrets and spread rumors everywhere. People are keen on things in their crotch pants. This group of people follow their favorites and accurately summarize hot words.

Killing is not...the more you kill, the more energetic these people become, and those so-called secrets become true. After all, they are real things that were exchanged for life...Look at you, I am not even afraid of death, I will lie?

The implicated nine clans are even more exciting. You are the one who will be remembered forever.

Moreover, this group of sharp-tongued people who have read a few idle books but cannot get fame and fortune are pretentious and idle. They would rather hang themselves than farm. Their behavior is extreme and arrogant. They probably cannot marry a wife, let alone be implicated.

There were endless heads to be chopped off and mouths to be blocked, not to mention the wars in the imperial court's borders, and the people in the imperial court were working against each other, so they had no energy to take care of this group of people.

The storyteller got more and more outrageous. He actually said that the miracle doctor had been in front of the old queen. It was all such nonsense...

Qin Jinyang shook his head!

If you keep grabbing your crotch and talking about these things endlessly, I will spend money on tea.

…

"Is it interesting?"

Qin Jinyang was listening with great interest when suddenly a voice sounded in his ear.

"You...senior!"

Qin Jinyang turned his head.

He is a strange old beggar, but if you look closely, you can see that although he has messy hair on his head, his facial features are exactly the same as those of the miracle doctor just now.

Disguised.

It's not entirely easy to understand.

"Come with me... don't listen, it's all in the past... Bah, it's all rumors..."

By Tong Wen Dao.

Qin Jinyang glanced at the storyteller, alas...seeing that the tide was rising, he felt as if he was reading a novel out of chapter, why not kill the storyteller?

…

"About ten years ago, I was struck by a poisonous palm and fainted in the wilderness. My body must have been exposed in the wilderness."

Tongwen found a corner and squatted down, took Qin Jinyang's steamed buns and chicken drumsticks and started gnawing on them, talking as he gnawed.

Qin Jinyang listened quietly.

"When I woke up, I was lying on a unicycle with a disabled child squeezed next to me."

"There was a woman pushing a cart. She said her surname was Li, so let's call her Mrs. Li!"

"Ms. Li is very poor, but she is different from other poor people. She fed me food and water, and I survived... When my enemies came after me, I could already walk. Fortunately, I slipped away quietly so that my mother and I were not harmed. "

"I retreated to heal my wounds, and it took about three years to recover and take revenge... After that, I kept looking for Mr. Li. I wanted to repay the kindness of saving my life. I wanted to try to see if I could reconnect those legs..."

"But the town where I was in a coma was in ruins. The world is so big, it's so difficult to find someone... Not long ago, I got news that an old woman with a wheelbarrow had appeared nearby. Unfortunately, when I rushed over, there was a crowd. The child beside me has died, and she has long since been unable to recognize who I am... Perhaps she has saved too many people along the way, and I am not outstanding."

"It's too late after all! I know her well. She won't accept charity from others, so I bought the wheelbarrow. She used the money from selling the car to bury her son and buy cotton thread...I heard that she wanted to repay her kindness. I was very happy. I’m curious as to who she will look for to repay her kindness.”

"I saw you outside Helan Villa!"

A story from the past is told by Tongwen.

"Senior, what about my shoes?"

Qin Jinyang pointed to You Tongwen's feet.

The cyst is gone, and the soles of his feet have returned to normal, but he is still wearing his own shoes. This is why others did not recognize him as a miracle doctor...

I just heard that Qin Jinyang was so fascinated by the book that he even forgot to buy shoes.

"I want your shoes just to see if you are a hypocrite, if you dislike Li's insoles, if you threw away the insoles halfway..."

By Tong Wen Dao.

"Senior, what if I throw it away?"

Qin Jinyang asked hurriedly.

"Did you see my feet just now? That was to show you your fate in advance!"

"Of course, you are Liu's benefactor after all. The foot disease will be cured in three months. It's just a small punishment."

You Tongwen said calmly.