When Zhao Zhen left the Bao family, the relatives who accompanied him immediately surrounded him with vigilance.

Chen An, who sent him out, frowned and said, "This is the place where there is no silver."

Zhang Ba Nian got on the horse and glanced at the group of people diagonally across, "Yes, but it's better to be unprepared here than to be unprepared."

Chen An asked curiously: "What does it mean? Does anyone want to assassinate the official family?"

Zhao Zhen is pretty good, what's good about assassinating him?

Zhang Banian glanced behind and whispered: "When the Song Dynasty was founded,... those places were destroyed. To this day, there are still people who are secretly spying on them... so they should not be underestimated."

I'll go!

Chen An said in disbelief: "Those people have died of old age, right?"

Zhang Banian nodded and said, "Everyone is dead, old age, or has been killed by the Imperial City Department, most of the descendants of people are gone... But there are still some descendants who have missed the net, so you should pay attention to the safety of the official family. You should also pay more attention to the next door in Yulin Lane..."

Chen An was a little confused, but he understood the current situation.

When the Song Dynasty was established, there were many countries of different sizes around it, such as the Northern Han Dynasty and the Southern Tang Dynasty..., and these countries were unified one by one. The process of unification was naturally not so beautiful, full of blood.

Especially the Northern Han and Southern Tang, one was accomplice with the Liao people, and the other was strong and considered to be orthodox. These two countries were not interested in the Song Dynasty from top to bottom, so the death of the Houzhu Li was so natural.

But the Song Dynasty has been established for a hundred years, and the Southern Tang and Northern Han have also perished for more than eighty years. What's the point of making a fuss about this?

He did not understand the thinking patterns of these people, and then began to verify the reliability of this pill.

Eat, eat every day, and then observe the reaction.

No illness.

I didn't get sick for five consecutive days, followed by ten days.

Chen An is in a good mood.

"What happened to those rabbits?"

As an excellent time traveler, Chen An remembered that rabbits are the best test subjects and asked people to get some raised rabbits to feed them.

"Living and jumping."

Chen An went to take a look, it was indeed the case.

He went to see a few more sheep, plus a cow, all of which were pretty good.

He went to meet Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng suffered from the disease twice in the past ten days, and he used acupuncture to relieve it. Although the effect was good, his body was a little weak due to the onset of the disease.

“…This poem is so memorable.”

Bao Zheng sat in the study room, opposite Bao Shou was Bao. He smiled and watched his son recite poems, his head swayed slightly.

"I was like this when I was young, but my parents were always tolerant, which made me laugh a lot in my childhood..."

Outside the study, Bao Zheng stood under the eaves, his eyes calm, and he was quite open-minded with seeing through the world.

"Later, I came out to be an official, and I really refused to give up my relatives at that time. Now I want to be reluctant to give up. Remember, no matter how much attachment I have, it is just a person's past. If you want to do things and have ambitions in your heart, you must understand the word "give up."

He looked sideways at Chen An, who looked indifferent, and smiled and said, "When you are young, you have to fight, don't worry about anything. When you are old, you will take these memories to your grandchildren and talk about the past, and finally..."

His eyes passed by Chen An and said lightly: "In the end, the dust returns to the dust, the earth returns to the earth, no matter you emperor, general, and minister can escape this. My biggest feeling when I was sick this time was... The emperor must be crazy to find the way to immortality."

"Take medicine."

"Bao Gong, try for a few more days."

"No need, then I will eat ten pills a day and I will have nothing to do if I eat them ten pills a day. If I have something to do, that's my fate."

Chen An couldn't help, and remembered the pain he had when he had an attack, so he asked someone to take the medicine.

“Two times a day, two pills each time.”

"I know."

Bao Zheng looked at him with a kind look in his eyes and said, "Go back, Zhuo Xue and Guoguo are waiting for you at home. I will give birth to a child as soon as possible. I will help you see."

He said it very normally, and Chen An also said in a very ordinary way: "Okay."

Chen An then went to Izumo Temple.

"Thank you."

He bowed to thank him for giving up on his love.

"It's just a small matter."

Sheqing's eyes were staring at the flames. In his world, the most important thing was the flames, not the others.

"Fifty thousand cents..."

How many 50,000 guan is there?

It is probably difficult for the people of Bianliang to know.

Even if you don’t have enough money, you still have a lot of money.

Ten thousand stakes, hundreds stakes, thousands stakes, ten thousand stakes... fifty thousand stakes.

Fifty thousand strings of copper coins, when a long convoy passed through the city, the entire Bianliang City was in sensation.

Fifty thousand stags!

There are no 50,000 guan here, because it is difficult to get out the 50,000 guan of cash, and more are salt and tea.

But even so, the long convoy still makes people crazy.

"So much money!"

The people were watching, and some people looked more fiercely and whispered to their companions: "Go and grab it tonight."

The companion also whispered: "You go and grab it. There are no people in those Taoist temples. You can beat you to death by sticking them."

Why do monks practice martial arts?

Most of the temples and Taoist temples nowadays have industries and are tax-free. If you don’t practice martial arts, what should you do if those rascals come to snatch them?

Most people go to steal monks... that's a tragedy.

The Taoists received the money, and many people in Bianliang City were angry.

The famous doctors gathered together again, talking about the good luck of the Taoists.

"How did they get the heart-saving pill?"

"I don't know, but those old Taoists are skilled in medical skills and Taoism has inherited methods, so many secret recipes were passed down."

"He also has the love. He also knew medical skills back then and often made some pills to send them to others."

"It's embarrassing!"

An old man said with a heartache: "So many of us are not as good as a few Taoists. Chen An spent 50,000 yuan and threw out a heart-saving pill. What about us? There is no movement."

"That's right, those patients have complained a little recently, saying that we are not as effective as Taoist priests."

"Hey! Those Taoist temples have a lot more incense!"

"Tsk! This Taoist priest competed with us for his job, but he really won. Where can we put our faces?"

A group of famous doctors stood there angrily. Someone suddenly smiled and said proudly: "Just Bao Zheng takes that medicine, who knows what's going on? Others can't buy it."

"Hey! Yes! No matter how nice things you can't buy, it's useless."

“…”

...

Chen An returned home and asked, "Brother, is Mr. Bao ready?"

This child didn't even ask his brother if he had worked hard.

Chen An was depressed, and Yang Zhuoxue said pretty: "Thank you for your hard work, go and take a shower."

Chen An is a little obsessed with cleanliness. After so long, his first thing to do when he goes home is of course taking a shower and changing his clothes.

After taking a shower, Yang Zhuoxue had already asked someone to prepare the meal and even a pot of wine.

"...There are nothing at home these days, I...I've been home once."

Chen An nodded and looked up at her.

Yang Zhuoxue somehow explained: "I took Guoguo with me."

Why is this girl still shy?

Chen An felt quite kind, but why did his wife always feel alienated?

"I will care less about family affairs in the future, and you will care more."

After eating, he became lazy and lay under the eaves.

The ceremony was very pleasant, the sister muttered on one side and the wife whispered on the other side.

"...They said that the prescription is valuable..."
To be continued...