Zhang Xuanqing didn't know much about ancient clothing, but he had been involved in Hanfu for a while, and knew what tops and bottoms, skirts, straight clothes, robes, long gowns, etc.

Before, he was in a panic caused by time travel, his mind was messy, and then he was busy having dinner. He had no time to pay attention to the clothes of the people here and had no idea.

Now that I have enough wine and eat, I have started to look at it carefully.

I saw the little girl wearing a narrow-sleeved green short dress, long boots under her feet, a belt around her waist, and a few small bells hanging on it, like ears, a bit similar to the feeling of a minority, but not that much... It seems that it is not Hanfu, but Hufu?

This is very difficult. When did Hufu introduce it to the Central Plains?

Northern Qi, Qin and Han Dynasties, Sui and Tang Dynasties?

No...How can I be sure this is Central Plains!

Zhang Xuanqing felt a little confused. He forgot to take back his eyes and still swayed up and down the girl. The girl looked straight and was frightened, with a timid expression, and was almost about to run away. He thought to himself: This Taoist is so hateful, it must not be a good thing. Master, don’t be deceived by him!

As for what does it have to do with her when the master was cheated?

Seeing this man staring at her without blinking, what if he wants him like a master!

Fortunately, the misunderstanding did not continue. With a burst of footsteps, Fatty Zheng and the two Taoists walked back from the backyard.

Fatty Zheng first invited two Taoist priests to sit in, and then someone brought the Banzu case, including wine, tea, vegetables, and delicious fruits and snacks. It seems that Fatty Zheng is really hospitable and caress no matter who comes.

Even Zhang Xuanqing was exposed to the light of two Taoist priests, and the leftovers in front of him were removed and another fresh one was replaced.

Zhang Xuanqing said it was OK, it seems that dinner has been settled. Even if you can't leave it, you can pack it and take it away.

However, unexpectedly, among the two Taoist priests who came to his heart, the middle-aged Taoist priest did not ignore his pitiful little transparent person. He exchanged a few greetings with Fatty Zheng, then came to him, held his fists and spoke.

Fatty Zheng stood behind him and explained, as if he was saying that Zhang Xuanqing was a "deaf and mute". But the middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head, bowed to salute again, his lips squirmed, and said something to Zhang Xuanqing.

Although Zhang Xuanqing didn't understand, he also felt that he was so civilized and polite, so it was not good to sit down by himself. He tilted his head and thought about it, got up and returned the favor, and then reached out to the side of the slab table, indicating that you should stop standing and sit down and talk.

Clinking, the middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head and looked thoughtful. After a moment, he whispered something to Fatty Zheng, and then bowed to Zhang Xuanqing, just not sitting down.

Fatty Zheng nodded and ordered his servants to go out, which made Zhang Xuanqing feel confused.

After a while, the servant came back again, holding a tray in his hand, but it was not delicious wine and food on it, but paper, ink, pen, and ink!

I saw another chopping board coming from the side hall. The servant put the paper and pen on the chopping board, and immediately a maid went up to grind it.

Zhang Xuanqing's eyelids twitched: It seems that this middle-aged Taoist priest is still a smart person!

Soon, the ink was ground. The middle-aged Taoist priest walked to the desk and picked up the pen and wrote. After writing, he put the ink on the pen and ink, took the paper to Zhang Xuanqing, and handed it to him with both hands.

Zhang Xuanqing smiled bitterly in his heart, wondering how the middle-aged Taoist priest recognized him. He hesitated for a moment before he reluctantly took the paper.

But when he saw the above clearly, his eyes suddenly rounded and his heart beat a half beat.

I saw that it read:

"Brother Dao Huijian, I am Sun Simiao, my name is Miaoying, and I am from this county..."

A very normal beginning and a very ordinary self-introduction, but adding the three words "Sun Simiao" in it will be completely abnormal.

Who is Sun Simiao?

The King of Medicine!!!

A "Qianjin Fang" has been famous for all ages. It is said that it was also treated by the wife of Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, a virtuous queen Changsun Wugui, who had cured her illness. Such a great man actually came to compete for business with him?

Bah! This is not important, what is important is, is it the Tang Dynasty now?

Zhang Xuanqing's heart was stormy for a moment, and he suddenly looked up and stared at the middle-aged Taoist priest with his eyes. Those who didn't know thought that there was a deep hatred between the two sides.

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't know what was said, bowed his hand and a hint of doubt appeared on his face, as if he was asking: What's wrong?

Zhang Xuanqing quickly shook his head and looked back at the paper in his hand. The following content was nothing special, but "going out for medical treatment", "invited to come", or "watching brother Taoist's outstanding appearance", "having a skill to keep his face". Finally, he asked him the name of his honor, where is the fairyland, etc.

After reading the content in one breath, Zhang Xuanqing took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

He looked up again and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who claimed to be Sun Simiao, and felt that no matter how he looked, he felt a "fairy spirit".

He didn't know when Sun Simiao was born, but he vaguely remembered that when Sun Simiao gave Empress Changsun "suspended silk to diagnose pulses", he should have been a half-blum. Now it seems... it is now the early Tang Dynasty or the late Sui Dynasty?

If it was the early Tang Dynasty, the war had passed, and neither Li Yuan's reign nor Li Shimin's ascension to the throne would affect him. But if it was the end of the Sui Dynasty, there was war and people were in trouble, he would have to be careful.

But none of these matters!

What is important?

Sun Simiao actually called himself Dao Brother, Dao Brother!

Even Sun Simiao can be called brothers, who dares to say that he is a liar in the world in the future?

Zhang Xuanqing suddenly felt a sense of passion in his heart, fantasizing that he would no longer be a "master" who cheated, but a "tao priest" that everyone admired. Wherever he went, someone would rush to ask him to tell fortunes and give him money, and he couldn't help but grin.

But as I thought about it, I suddenly felt stuffy again: Taoist priest was useless to care about it. It seems that I have indeed traveled through time, and it has traveled through time 1,300 years ago. Can I still go back?

The face changed a little, and it was not until he felt someone pulling him down that Zhang Xuanqing came to his senses.

When he raised his head, he saw Fatty Zheng, the "Great Good Man" holding a piece of paper with handwriting in his hand, looking at him pitifully.

It turned out that Fatty Zheng saw that he was looking at it seriously, and obviously recognized the words. He knew that there was a way to go, so he quickly wrote a "note".

Zhang Xuanqing took it and saw it:

"The Taoist priest Taijian, my surname is Zheng, my name is Shu, and my name is Dabo. Because the dog's son is seriously ill, Taoist priest came and was extremely ashamed..." The next one was apologized, and the last one was something like "I hope the Taoist priest will give mercy and save the dog's son" was said.

The surname is Zheng, Shu, the name is Dabo?

Uncle Zheng, Uncle Zheng?

How can you take advantage of others?

Zhang Xuanqing's mouth twitched, especially the "Medical King" standing next to him, but the other party asked for medical treatment and asked for his head. How blind is this?

However, he didn't expect that the reason why the other party invited him was really wrong.

After thinking about it, he put Uncle Zheng and Uncle Zheng... ah, it was Fatty Zheng's "note" aside, and he turned to look at Sun Simiao again.

Sun Simiao reached out to the desk with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and signaled him to write and reply.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xuanqing nodded and walked to the desk, but muttered in his heart again.

Putting aside Fatty Zheng, Sun Simiao asked him two questions: one was to ask his surname and what is his name, and the other was to ask where he lives in his hometown. Although these two questions were simple, they were not easy to answer.

How to say it? Could it be that I am XXX in No. XXX Village, XX Town, XX County, XX City, the People's Republic of China?

When he thought about it, he felt a chill.

Besides, ancient people had names, surnames, characters and names. He only reported "Zhang Xuanqing" to go out, and his personality was a bit too low.

By the way... I still have a nickname!

Zhang Xuanqing's eyes suddenly lit up: He is a real rural person, and his parents at home don't know a lot of words. Just this famous name of "Xuanqing" was given by an old Taoist priest in the village.

Of course, Daming is called outside. At home and even in the village, everyone calls his nickname - "Guagua".

Although "Guagua" is not a good name, compared to Gouyuan, Erqiu, Shidan, Stupida, etc., Zhang Xuanqing thinks he is quite satisfied with the name "Guagua".

He also has a younger brother named "Qiqier".

Or is it called Zhang Gugua’s name Xuanqing?

No, no, it sounds bad, and the word "Xuanqing" is more like a Taoist name.

Or... have it!

Zhang Xuanqing was shocked and had an idea. He picked up his pen and wrote:

"I am named Zhang, named Guo, with the name Sanfeng, the name is Sanfeng, the name is Xuanqing, and the name is Ziyang..." After writing this, Bi Mo paused before writing again: "... The Baiyujing natives are now traveling around the world and making their homes in the world..."

The surname is Zhang and his name is Guo, and the homonym of "Guoguo" is too maiden, so it seems much normal to change it to one character.

The Taoist name Xuanqing is not for anything else, but for his name too much like the Taoist name. I would be sorry for the old Taoist priest who named him if he didn't call it.

As for Sanfeng, Ziyang... Wow, I finally traveled through time, of course I had to give all the good names in advance!

Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Ziyang are both famous Taoist figures. One is a sloppy Taoist who is famous all over the world, and the other is one of the Five Patriarchs of Quanzhen Dao. As a member of the Zhang family, Zhang Xuanqing felt that it would be too sorry for them to not use the names of the famous people of the Zhang family after traveling through time.

The next "Bai Yujing people" was when he thought of Li Bai's poem "Bai Yujing in the sky, 12th floor and five cities. The immortals caress my head, and they are born and borne for immortality." Thinking of his wandering in this world, he is helpless and helpless, as if he has no roots, it is probably more difficult than climbing to the sky, so he made it up casually.

After introducing his identity and origin, Zhang Xuanqing kept writing and writing, and then asked about Fatty Zheng’s son’s condition.

He knows how to do medical skills, but isn’t Sun Simiao next to him? After all, he eats someone’s short mouth and eats and drinks for nothing. He has to care about his condition no matter how he is.

After he finished writing, Sun Simiao and Fatty Zheng were already watching. Seeing that he finally asked about his son's condition, Fatty Zheng was excited, but looked at Sun Simiao.
Chapter completed!