074 One tree begonia pressed pear blossom
In addition to Six Arts, Yifeijiu also teaches Hollandai the art of making a comedy and disguise, which may save your life if necessary.
He also taught this technology to Xiao Aobai, which led to the "Footty Woman" whose powder on the street in front was thicker than the corners of the city wall. However, Xiao Aobai's understanding was a bit worse than that of Lantai.
Moreover, when Yi Feijiu taught them, he also said that changing his hairstyle, changing his beard, and changing his skin color. This is the most basic disguise technique; using a silk mask and matching the stuff inside to change his facial features, this is a bit more difficult and considered intermediate; and the most advanced one is changing the eyes.
A person's eyes are the true manifestation of his inner heart, and are usually extremely difficult to disguise.
Until now, Holantai and Xiao Aobai are still at the intermediate level in disguise lessons, although in most cases it is enough.
Even Yifeijiu himself dared not say that he had already reached the advanced level.
Holantai was short of time last time down the mountain, so he just cleaned up a little. This time he had plenty of time and modified himself from head to toe, which was more refined than last time. His hair alone took a whole day to tossed into silver threads. The complexion of the face and hands was much darker than usual.
The earlobe is twice as big as before, the bridge of the nose is much taller than before, but the eyes are smaller than before.
He was wearing a vine crutch and a linen robe, staggering and hunching his back, looking like an old man who was changing his clothes.
I just regret that this figure is too tall and has nowhere to hide.
Even so, the mountain ghost was shocked when he saw the young master and almost thought that an old man had come to his house.
"How about it?"
He asked with great enthusiasm.
Shan Gui took a finger and gently pressed his face: "Collagen is too rich, right?"
Lan Tai pressed his cheeks himself, and his elasticity was excellent: "But who would play with my face without any trouble? It's only you."
The mountain ghost meticulously advised: "Then at least have more wrinkles."
“That’s right.”
Holantai tinkered with the words for a long time, and this time it was like a fake one to change to an old man.
"Even if the young master becomes an old man, he is still so handsome."
"That is, in your eyes, I am now like this. Even the old lady doesn't even look at me more when walking on the street, hahaha."
"Those are those old ladies who have no vision. You are an old man with six pack abs."
A pair of thief-like little hands slipped into his collar silently again. If you don’t touch it quickly, you might not be able to touch it for a long time.
Then, a picture of "a tree of begonia pressing on pear blossoms" was staged in this house...
As he pressed down, the mountain ghost's hand touched the young master's wrist.
"Hey, your pulse is not right, it's not the same as before."
Lan Tai also got up and touched himself, his face slightly changed: "How is this possible?"
"Well? I used to be joking with the young master, why does it look like a pregnant woman's pulse this time?"
Both of them were stunned.
"Does your son feel uncomfortable?"
"No, not only did I not feel uncomfortable, but I felt refreshed and my dantian was warmer, and I was more energetic than before I was injured. I thought the air on Yunrong Mountain was fresh and I drank the nourishing soup you cooked."
"The air and soup do not have this function..."
The two of them stared at each other for a while, and Lantai said, "If you have the chance, I'll find a doctor at the foot of the mountain to see it."
"Young Master must remember to put away the red sandalwood flute. Yu'er is looking forward to your return soon."
Lan Tai said yes calmly, but waves rolled in his heart.
To be honest, it was extremely dangerous to go down the mountain this time. I wonder if there is still a chance to blow the red sandalwood flute again, and I feel extremely reluctant to leave.
But to be honest, if a person like him who has always had great ambitions since childhood, he would hide in the mountains and raise flowers and grass all his life, and he would do nothing to cultivate his body and character, he would also take his life!
"Young Master, I've sewn the candle of immortality into the dark bag of your clothes. Maybe it will be available at any time."
"good."
"Young Master."
"What?"
"Tianxia and me, you must choose the former one, right?"
Shan Ghost asked with a gaze.
Lantai froze instantly. There is no more difficult problem in the world than this.
Other men may say "of course I choose you" to make women happy, but he insists on not lying to her. He clearly wants both. As for which one is heavier, he cannot make a choice at all.
The mountain ghost's eyes narrowed with a smile: "Just just scare you, you have to ask you to answer, it's getting late, young master, please get on the road..."
Since Huo Qiguang became the king, Shanhai Kingdom has been building buildings everywhere to build palaces for himself and his concubines, although this is not suitable for winter.
First of all, thick ice is formed in many places, and chiseling ice is a difficult task.
The big and big ones can take credit again because they told the new king that using ginger juice to dissolve ice has a miraculous effect.
Huo Qiguang witnessed it with his own eyes, and it was really that way. Any ice surface sprinkled with ginger juice will melt in a moment.
"reward!"
The big and small Luo smiled with suspicion, but many others complained.
I kept cutting ginger, grinding ginger, and juicing every day... I got all the ginger in the country, and my fingers were dyed yellow.
And there are many workers who build palaces in the snow and ice, and there are also many who are freezing to death and exhausted on the construction site.
Huo Qiguang usually reads memorials for a while after morning court. At first, he handles official duties as if he is decent. After a while, he becomes annoyed and his thoughts float to Shangri's lips.
This vixen is really amazing. Usually, Huo Qi will only spoil a beauty for more than seven days, but now he has been spoiled Shangri for a month and has not been tired of it.
It was also because of Shangri that the doctor who gave her to the king, Ling Zhong Shan received a heavy reward and had a closer contact with the king, and he became the favorite minister of the new king.
On that day, after Huo Qiguang left Shangri's room, the beauty Shangri immediately took an hour's bath, washed every inch of her skin clean, and her eyes were full of disgust.
She grew up in a scholarly family. She received a good education and, like other young women, dreamed of having a good head with a good man.
That person does not need high-ranking officials and generous salaries, nor does he need Pan An's appearance. As long as he knows the cold and the heat, he is well aware of the situation.
However, since the doctor ordered her to find her that day, her life has been given special meaning, and her life trajectory has been different from then on!
On this day, Huo Qiguang suddenly realized his conscience. He remembered that he had hardly seen his mother since he ascended the throne. This was easy to criticize him, saying that the new king was unfilial!
It didn't work, so he rushed to his mother's bedroom.
In order to surprise his mother, he specially told people not to report and went straight to the bedroom door.
After all, it is hard to break directly if there is a difference between men and women. Huo Qiguang then shouted: "My mother!"
Unexpectedly, this shout followed by a "boom" sound in the room, and something fell heavily to the ground.
Huo Qiguang was suspicious, and the maid kneeling beside him hurriedly reported that the empress dowager was unwell and was resting.
"I'm not feeling well? Why don't you find an imperial physician?"
The maid was trembling: "Your Majesty, I have already found the Imperial Doctor, and the Imperial Doctor is now in the consultation."
Huo Qiguang thought to himself, ask for a consultation? What is that "bang" sound?
I heard a vague sound, and then my mother's weak voice came: "Come in."
Huo Qi walked into the house barely and saw his mother lying sickly on the couch, with the bedding around him being unusually neat and not even a pleat.
There was an imperial physician named Liao Si kneeling on the ground. He was young among imperial physicians in the palace and was about the same age as the empress dowager. It is said that he was well-educated and was a general practitioner.
"What's wrong with the Queen Mother?"
Liao Si knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager is actually not a big problem. She is just a little stuffy after staying in the palace for a long time and suffering from mild depression. If someone often talks with her and goes out to relax, she will be fine."
Huo Qiguang felt relieved after hearing this: "That's easy. If the queen mother wants to go out and relax, go and let the imperial physician follow him, so that she can pay attention to the queen mother's health at any time."
"The villain obeys the order!"
While answering respectfully, Liao Si took the opportunity to glance at Huo Qiguang, and the expression in his eyes was quite complicated.
After performing the great gift, he looked at each other with his eyes as he looked at the queen mother, and there was a secret joy in both of them.
According to the message from Men Chuniao, Holantai went to the hiding place of Yifeijiu and Xiao Aobai and ran into their heads.
Yeling, Qi Kuo, Tiger Sheng, Dragon Pan, Huaixin, and Caitu Shen also found ways to get together.
At this time, the scenery gathered together, and everyone was filled with emotion.
Feng Xingzong's illness was almost cured. He had just recovered a little and was told that several people were plotting to seize the throne.
A generation of loyal ministers shouted that they could not do it, but almost fell ill and fell back on the couch.
Yi Feijiu advised him: "You and I are your own brothers. Anyway, I have never taken the ordinary path, so I must rebel against Huo Qiguang. If I have anything to do, you and my eldest nephew will be indispensable if I kill you. I know that brother, you are not a person who is afraid of death, but a man will die even if he dies. Is brother willing to be killed by the tyrant's butcher knife, or is he willing to assist Gongzi Lantai and do a great cause that shocks the world, so that the people can have a good life?"
Seeing the people carrying heavy taxes and taxes, they were worried that their beautiful daughter would be robbed and those who violated the king's orders would be beheaded. More importantly, if this continues, people will be in chaos and the country will not be in power. Even if they do not take action, others will take the lead.
Feng Xing, the Grand Censor of Shanhai Kingdom, who was not long ago, was forced to become a traitor, and he was indeed unwilling to accept it.
Knowing that his knot was difficult to resolve, Yi Feijiu held the wine bag and smiled at him meaningfully: "There is another thing, I promise that after you listen, you will have no hesitation..."
"What! You said Huo Qiguang was not the biological flesh of the previous king!" Feng Xingzong's big bull's eyes were almost out of his eyes, "This matter is quite a bit of a joke!"
Yi Feijiu sighed, "You are really my brother who is like a fake one. It's exactly the same as when I was a child. I remember when we were still naked back then, you would teach me a lesson like a little adult. You can't always joke about it and your tone is the same as now. Now decades have passed, can I still ignore the importance of such a big thing and fabricate the facts?"
"Then how did you know this?"
"Hehe, the old saying is good. If you walk by the river often, how can you not wet your shoes? I have said the old saying again. There is nothing that is not airtight in the world..."
"Say the point!"
Chapter completed!