On the other side, Yan Erlang and Aunt Yu knew that Mr. Xiao wanted to see Yan Yunqing. He thought that the teacher had gone to complain, so he was worried that someone would come to invite him, but he had not even come to the house until the husband left the house.

Yan Erlang smiled and said to Aunt Yu,

"Auntie, my father must have thought that the gentleman was not good, so he quit him!"

Aunt Yu smiled at her son,

"That's natural. Our Erlang is so smart, he deserves to teach!"

Not long after, Yan Yunqing sent Yan Erlang to Fu Jizhou again. Aunt Yu was happy but was secretly nervous.

"Why is the Duke of the State just asking Erlang about his studies?"

In the past, when Mr. Gu taught, he had to call Erlang to the study for three days, but now he doesn't even ask. Is this... Is this because Erlang's academic performance is very good and there is no need to ask, or is it that the Duke is angry?

Aunt Yu found an opportunity to see Yan Yunqing, but saw that he was calm and without anger. He only made up his mind to not mention Erlang's studies. Aunt Yu had no choice but to give up!

But she didn't know that Yan Yunqing was disappointed with them and their son, and she was no longer willing to bother!

The Mu Hongluan received the letter and smiled at Yan Qisheng,

"As far as my father said, I have to teach the ugly slave well!"

Yan Qisheng replied,

"If you really have the sword above in your hand, you can naturally use it at will!"

The boy around was too spoiled, so he should just clean up!

That is, to strengthen muscles and bones, you must practice in winter, practice in summer, practice in three or nine, practice in three or three, and practice in the mind, oral method, and not lose any moves and body techniques.

Mu Hongluan went to search for Changsi first. He followed the old Taoist priest for the longest time and was very proficient in pharmacology. So he wanted to ask him for advice and give his son a few doses of medicine to cleanse the tendons and marrow.

After entering Changsi's yard, he saw someone sitting at the stone table in a daze. Mu Hongluan hadn't noticed him before, and he stood up at a thick sea bowl with his elbow and looked at him in a daze.

Mu Hongluan was very surprised and stuck his head out to take a closer look. The bowl was made very rough, large and thick, with a bad shape and glaze. It was a low-quality product made in a folk kiln. The porter who carried a load and sold food was greedy for it and bought it for customers.

Changsi stared at this bowl of half a stick of incense, and didn't even blink his eyelids. After giving Mu Hongluan a deep skill, it was terrible to bend over like this. He immediately coughed,

"Junior brother?"

Changsi jumped up suddenly in shock. Fortunately, Mu Hongluan retreated quickly, otherwise he would have hit him.

"Big...big...sister sister!"

Chang Si stuttered and hid the bowl behind him. Mu Hongluan said funnyly,

"Can you hide such a big bowl?"

Chang Si smiled embarrassedly and put the bowl back on the table. Mu Hongluan glanced at the bowl and saw the blue veins on his hand holding the bowl. He knew that he was very anxious. If he really asked, he would not say that he could go over the wall, which would not delay the main business?

Now, the topic changed.

"I came here because I had something to ask for advice!"

"Oh...Sister, please speak?"

The two sat at the table, Mu Hongluan talked about the matter, Chang Si nodded,

"I'll write you a prescription, let's discuss it again!"

To practice this authentic internal skills, you need to soak the medicine since childhood. On the one hand, it can help the muscles relax, and on the other hand, it can absorb the medicinal properties. Over the years, it can make the muscles and bones strong, but each person has different physical constitutions. For example, there is a difference between you and Changzhen, so the medicine is naturally different. In addition, the ugly slave was born prematurely for a few days, and there were differences in congenital nature. This is different again.

The difference between this is that people who are proficient in pharmacology and are good at medical theory cannot distinguish between them. The medicines used do not distinguish between high and low, but only between good and bad. If the quality of a century-old ginseng is different, the medicinal properties cannot be exerted, and it is not as good as the ordinary licorice. Each medicine must not only be of good quality, but also be properly prepared. If it is not done well, the medicinal properties will be much worse.

This is a great subject, and the amount of money spent is unmeasurable for many years. Otherwise, how could there be a saying that wealthy people and wealthy people are?

Raising a literati is just a family of power. If you want a master to produce a family, you need the power of a clan. Not to mention human power, it will be difficult to support just by material power!

However, for Puguo Duke Mansion, there is no need to worry about this!

Now he used the excuse to write a prescription and took the bowl in and hid it. Then he came out to talk to Mu Hongluan while lifting his pen.

The two of them discussed the prescription for three days. When they thought of the old Taoist priest, they sighed.

"It would be great if the old Taoist priest was here!"

The old Taoist priest practiced Taoism far away in Ai Laoshan Mountain. He sneezes and thought it was a cold wind blew, and he refused to move his fingers. Naturally, he didn't know that they were talking about themselves.

After the two of them decided on the prescription, Mu Hongluan sent someone out to find it. The Puguo Duke's Mansion was crowded and had to search for it for ten days and half a month. However, this matter was not urgent, and Mu Hongluan relaxed her heart and waited.

Turning around and worrying about her own girl and Changshen, Siya is naturally the candidate for marriage.

Changsi's long-lost mind has been seen by even Yang Daqiang, and while he was reporting the matter with Mu Hongluan this day, he said quietly,

"Cousin, do you see that there is something wrong with Changsi?"

Mu Hongluan nodded and said quietly,

"I've seen it too..."

Now, Yang Daqiang said that the day Changsi was staring at a thick sea bowl. After hearing this, he smiled and slapped his thigh.

"I'm still my cousin's eyesight..."

Now that I came over and said quietly to her,

"See you for a long time, he fell in love with a little widow!"

Mu Hongluan widened her eyes,

"widow?"

"Yes! It's the widow who sells noodles at the intersection!"

Yang Daqiang laughed,

"The young widow who sells noodles at the street is only eighteen years old, she looks good and has a good craftsmanship. When I do business outside, I sometimes miss meals when I come back, so I eat a bowl of it from her place. Once I meet Changsi..."

It was very simple to realize that long-term thinking was very simple. He sat there and looked at people without turning his eyes, and he didn't care about the bowl of noodles in front of him.

The diners who came to eat noodles all looked at them and laughed. The little widow was just greeting the diners who had passed by, but she didn't even look at them for a long time.

Yang Daqiang naturally understood everything in his eyes. Today he told Mu Hongluan about this. After hearing this, Mu Hongluan passed it to Yan Qisheng. Yan Qisheng frowned and asked,

"Can he get married?"

He has been practicing Taoism with an old Taoist priest since he was a child, and he didn't know if he could get married?

Mu Hongluan responded,

"Taoism is different from Buddhism, it is about harmony between yin and yang and naturally not restricting marriage!"

What's more, the old Taoist priest asked Changsi to stay in Xining, so he no longer wanted him to be in the Taoist sect. Therefore, Changsi can naturally do whatever he wants to marry. He only listened to what Yang Daqiang said, as if the little widow had no mercy towards Changsi.

Then he said,

"After all, the old Taoist priest entrusted him to us, I'm afraid I'll still have to take care of this matter!"

Yan Qisheng heard this but hugged her and told her to the inner room.

"If you have that leisure to keep your mind at home, you might as well take care of me..."

On the second day, Mu Hongluan got up early to practice and came back from practicing martial arts.

“No need to prepare breakfast today!”

Chunya responded and retreated, Mu Hongluan went into the inner room to push Yan Qisheng,

"We'll go out to eat today!"

Yan Qisheng hummed, turned around and reached out to hug her waist, put his head on her thigh and asked,

"You really plan to take care of this?"

Mu Hongluan responded,

"Men are old and married as women are old and married as women are old. I think I am older than you and me. Now I have finally met someone who is moved, so we naturally need to help!"

After saying that, he dragged Yan Qisheng, who was lying on the bed, Yan Qisheng changed into casual clothes, while Mu Hongluan was facing the sky. The couple left the mansion and saw a small stall at the intersection of the street.

When I walked closer, I saw that the stall owner dressed as a woman, with only her temples still filial. It seemed that he was a new widow.

When the couple arrived at the stall, they immediately attracted everyone's silence. Someone who knew him stood up and said,

"General Yan!"

Yan Qisheng smiled and bowed to everyone, indicating that they didn't have to get up, so he chose a place with Mu Hongluan to sit down. The boss lady from the stall came over and asked a little restrainedly.

"General... General, Madam, what are you... two... two of you... two?"

Mu Hongluan smiled at the boss's wife and took the opportunity to look at her carefully. The woman had a cheerful facial features and a clear gaze. She knew that she was a kind-hearted person at first glance.

"Boss, let's have two bowls of noodles you are best at!"

The boss's wife responded repeatedly and hurriedly retreated to the small stove that was set up, rubbed and cut it on the chopping board. Mu Hongluan turned over and asked Yan Qisheng quietly.

"How do you look at it?"

Yan Qisheng put his elbow and his cheek on his cheek, his eyes fell on her face, and he replied whispered,

"I can only see you in my eyes, and no one around me can see you!"

Mu Hongluan's face turned slightly red when she heard this, and she glared at him.
To be continued...