C87 He Recommended Fu Hua

On the second day, a manservant was invited to a meeting, specifically to let the Talisman Pavilion go with him. His words were quite polite. The two of them knew that Zhou Sun Zhong had definitely said something in front of the Hu Manor Master. They looked at each other and smiled. That Ye Qingcheng had even deliberately brought along the hands of the Talisman Pavilion, and they went together.

When they arrived at the Meeting Hall, the hall was already filled with people who had the same meal as yesterday. When they saw the two of them walking over hand in hand, their expressions changed slightly. Only Zhou Sun Sheng welcomed them warmly. The two of them sat down according to Zhou Sun Zhongtong's arrangements. Their expressions were warm. As if they did not take everyone's surprise to heart, their hands were already drenched in sweat.

The hall was silent for a moment. Zhou Shengzhong was the first to speak, and only then did Manor Master Hu start the main topic. All the martial masters expressed their opinions at once. Finally, Manor Master Hu's gaze landed on Ye Qingcheng. "What do you think of the Twelve Young Masters?"

Ye Qingcheng deliberately shifted his gaze to Fu Ting's face: "Ting Zhi said that he wanted to give me some suggestions and suggestions."

Fu Ting slightly shook his head and thought: The Twelve Young Masters of Qingcheng, your acting is too much!! At this time, he couldn't show the slightest bit of blame in front of outsiders. He awkwardly stood up and said: "Everyone, Pavilion Zhi thinks that you are being too much of a show-off! We should first subdue that group of bandits, Fu Zhizhi said. Then, we should try to deal with the Great Righteous Cavalry. "

"What you said is exactly what I want." Zhou Shengzhong immediately took over the words. "First, we'll settle down inside and then we'll push outside."

Not waiting for Manor Lord Hu to make his stance clear, Fu Ting continued, "My brothers and I borrowed the manor to not express anything, so why not..." He glanced back at Ye Qingcheng and continued, "Those so-called bandits, because of the chaotic times, became thieves. I did not expect them to be willing to degenerate. It would be better for Qingcheng to go and take them under the Manor Lord's banner. Take them as my brothers' gifts to the manor lord. "

Ye Qingcheng stood up at the right time: "I need to borrow ten or so manors from the manor lord. It would be best if you know about the bandits' nest."

After hearing this, the lord's doubts disappeared without a trace: "There are more than a hundred soldiers in the manor. Those who are familiar with the bandits' nest can't count."

Ye Qingcheng didn't waste words: "I'll have to trouble the manor lord to take care of the Ting brothers. Qingcheng will set off right away." He cupped his fists and bowed. He then looked at the smiling pavilion leader and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait! " Fu Zhizhi hurriedly shouted and turned around to look at the Manor Master Hu. "Does the Manor have a good bow?" The bow in Ye Qingcheng's hand was found in Fan City's yamen office, and was usually used to hunt and shoot rabbits. It was definitely not suitable to be used on the battlefield.

That Manor Master Hu was also a straightforward person. With a wave of his hand, he brought everyone to the armory. Pointing at a warehouse full of strong bows and weapons, he said, "Twelve Young Masters, feel free to choose. Consider this Manor Master's gift to you."

After Young Master Shi chose the bow and arrows, he led the horse to the front of the manor. There were other martial masters who had chosen the Zhuang Ding. Ye Qingcheng mounted the horse with a spear. Although he was dressed in coarse clothes and had no armor, his imposing manner did not decrease at all.

Fu Ting Zhi walked to the front of the horse and took the reins from a servant who was holding the horse. He stroked the neck of the horse and said, "Good horse, I will give Qingcheng to you." With that, he tiptoed and handed the reins over: "Go early and come back early. I'll wait for your supper."

"Ting Zhi, ask the kitchen to brand a few stewed cakes. I have been waiting for that for a few days." Receiving the reins, Ye Qingcheng straightened his body: "Heroes, let's go." The reins loosened and the horse neighed as it galloped away.

He stood in front of the manor until he couldn't see anyone. Only then did he turn around and see more than ten pairs of eyes still staring at him. As he waved his wide sleeve and whisk, he walked in. "My brother, Fu Hua, has some medical skills. May I ask if there is a clinic or something like that in the manor?"

No matter how boorish Manor Master Hu was, the feelings between the two of them could be seen clearly. Although there was disdain in his heart, Ye Qingcheng was a man with an iron bone. After weighing the pros and cons, he could only force himself to pretend to be calm. Now that he heard Fu Ting's words that his brother knew medicine, he was delighted in his heart. "There is actually a military doctor. We can take a look at how everyone in the village is suffering from headaches and fever. We still need to invite a doctor for a major illness. Now that we're fleeing for our lives, it will be difficult to find a better doctor. "

Having said that, he felt that he had spoken too lightly and hurriedly added," Now that the war is about to begin, it is inevitable that sword and saber injuries are unavoidable. It is really good to have Fu Hua's help. " He hurriedly sent someone to invite Fu Hua over.

Fu Ting was very confident in Fu Hua's medical skills. When the Solitary Pavilion used to live together with him, he was very confident in Fu Hua's medical skills. Fu Hua always carried medical books in his arms and often stayed in the pharmacy of the residence. He would occasionally take the prescription that Fu Hua wrote when he was free to let the physician take a look at it. The prefectural doctor's expression was relaxed. He looked very approving. The physician raised by Uncle Zhong Yi was ranked among the top in the capital. It was already good enough for him to get his approval of natural medical skills. That was why when he was sick the last time, Fu Ting dared to drink Fu Hua's prescription.

Everyone returned to the main hall. Fu Hua, who had finished setting up the tea, had also arrived. Understanding the meaning of looking for him, their gazes gathered on Fu Ting. "Eldest Young Master recommended it?" Seeing Fu Ting nod his head, Fu Ting straightened his chest and said, "Fu Hua will be arranged by the Manor Master."

The Manor Master didn't delay in the slightest, and he immediately sent someone to bring Fu Hua to the Medicine Hall. Fu Ting also made an excuse and walked with Fu Hua.

"Thank you, Eldest Young Master." Fu Hua usually didn't speak much, and he didn't really express his gratitude. "Fu Hua originally thought that he would never have the chance to treat a patient in his entire lifetime."

Fu Huaxu patted his shoulder in a comforting manner. "Your father was not responsible, and he has yet to undergo the spring examination at such a young age. His family had always been worried about the war. However, after a few years, he became old again. A family of books like ours must not be laughed at for this. " Seeing that Fu Hua's expression was still good, he continued," In the past, when I saw you reading medical books, I knew that you loved this. What's wrong with wanting to be an Imperial Physician? You've chosen a path for yourself. It's many times stronger than that useless father of yours. "

Fu Hua didn't continue speaking, but his eyes were red. He was silent until he arrived at the entrance of the medical hut before he stood up and said, "Fu Hua being able to meet Eldest Young Master taking care of him is truly a blessing."

"Don't say anymore. Go on." Fu Ting smiled amiably. "You'll be tired if we really start a war." Without waiting for Fu Hua to go in, he turned around and went to the kitchen. "Your Brother Ye wants to eat the risotto. I have to ask for a favor..."