Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 209

[Chapter 210 Chapter 210]

The pale-faced girl in green clothes stood in the courtyard, watching the leaves falling from the sycamore tree.

Meng Jintang is still not like Sang Yiming, who stays in an empty stone room for many years and occasionally comes out to relax. In the past few days, he feels that his energy has calmed down a lot, so he simply goes out for a walk.

It was almost noon when I went out. Wei Chongci was not in Bai Fengwu at the moment. The little girl rarely came to Jiangzhou. She was curious about the style of Jianjing and wanted to go to the city to see it.

Naturally, Meng Jintang didn’t restrain the younger junior sister. With her current Qinggong skills, not many people could secretly wear it, and people whose martial arts skills were much higher than Wei Chongci’s would probably respect their status and would not follow the little girl for no reason.

Wei Chongci was a little worried at first: But what if I really meet someone powerful and secretly following me?

Meng Jintang smiled: “That comes at the right time. Tanhou’s swordsmanship is superb. If anyone else dares to come to Bai Fengwu, he will be forced to walk away without food.”

Tan Wuluan’s face was expressionless – if there were enemies coming, she would naturally not mind helping to deal with them, but based on her understanding of Meng Jintang, the head of Hanshan might not be able to give her a chance to make a last-ditch attack…

The scene in Jianjing City is very different from when Meng Jintang left. On the surface, it looks a little peaceful, but the faces of passers-by still have that frightened look, but it is not too obvious, other than pure fear. , but also a little more accustomed to numbness.

She heard people chatting in the teahouse, saying that the Duke of Zhen had become increasingly exhausted recently. He had always been polite to the Central Plains martial arts sect. If he had not retired for too long due to injury, the two sides would not have been so stalemate.

While the Duke was saying good things to the Jianghu people, appeasing the gangsters who would kill people with swords and guns whenever they disagreed, he also wanted to appease the newly ascended emperor. His Majesty was young and vigorous, and was unwilling to be oppressed by the martial arts. His temper has been tempered recently. Increasingly irritable, the Duke of Zhen often went to the palace to persuade him, but to be honest, this loyal minister with a good reputation among the people did lack the art of speaking…

Meng Jintang was strolling around without deliberately avoiding certain areas. When he passed outside Kaiquan Bo Song’s house, he saw a group of people dressed as imperial doctors walking in. They said that the old lady was in very bad condition recently and invited them to come for treatment.

Her thoughts suddenly moved, and her figure floated gently, passing over the wall silently. Even though there were guards inside and outside the Kaiquan uncle’s house, it was not to be said that these guards were just ordinary people with strong bodies. Even if they were replaced Without the personal supervision of the Grand Master, it is not possible to find Meng Jintang who has been strengthened by the “Shentian Mending Technique”.

Meng Jintang had never been here before, but martial arts masters heard the voices and identified the location. In addition, the layout of the mansions of aristocratic families was similar, so he had almost no obstacles along the way to the hinterland of the mansion. @ infinite good writing, all in Jinjiang Literature City

@ infinite good writing, all in Jinjiang Literature City

When she passed a verandah, she saw a young man dressed as an imperial doctor and carrying a medicine box standing in front. When the man saw her coming, he stepped aside slightly and made a gesture of avoidance.

When Meng Jintang passed by the other party, he suddenly paused, turned sideways and said with a smile: “Sir, are you here to see the old lady? Can you take me there for you?”

A look of confusion flashed across the face of the young imperial doctor, but he still followed Meng Jintang’s instructions and walked to the front to lead the way. At the same time, he comforted: The old lady is old and cannot be restored by medicine or stone. The girl should not go too far. Worry.

Meng Jintang said casually: Why did your Majesty come to Kaiquan Bo’s house today?

The young imperial doctor said: “The official is not on duty today, so he was invited to visit by Uncle Kaiquan’s Mansion.”

Meng Jintang laughed. She was originally standing behind the young imperial physician. Now she took a step forward and suddenly turned in front of him. At the same time, she pointed her parallel fingers like a sword towards his forehead.

The young imperial doctor’s robes bulged and swept back quickly. His whole body was like a weightless shadow, retreating ten feet away in an instant.

Meng Jintang said leisurely: I don’t know that Mr. Wen still has this part-time job in the Imperial Hospital.

– Even if she had slowed down just now, how could an imperial physician who had never practiced martial arts notice that the head of Hanshan was beside her?

The face of the young imperial physician was the same as before, but the expression on his face had changed back to the familiar look of Meng Jintang. He smiled and said: “Today’s events are indeed a coincidence. Wen did not expect that they would invite the person I replaced.” Come over.

Meng Jintang said casually: Mr. Wen’s medical skills were probably handed down from him by the owner of Sanhua. It is naturally a trivial matter to do the work of an imperial physician.

Wen Feiqiong shook her head and sighed softly: It is precisely because Wen’s medical skills were passed down from his family master that it is very difficult to imitate the medical skills exactly like this gentleman.

Meng Jintang couldn’t help but wonder how bad this imperial doctor’s medical skills were. Wen Feiqiong was a person who cared little about martial arts and music, but didn’t care much about other things. This person could make Wen Feiqiong complain so much, but he didn’t think so. There is something unique about it.

Wen Feiqiong: Wen went to take a look. The reason why the old lady of the Song family has not had enough food these days is not because she is seriously ill or poisoned, but because she is old. The Song family’s efforts to seek medical advice were just a partial exercise of the heart of the Son of Man.

Meng Jintang was silent for a moment and said calmly: Mr. Wen is very careful in his work.

Wen Feiqiong smiled and said: “To be honest, Master Meng, I came to Beijing this time to check some old things.” He also said that between him and Head Meng, we should be able to reach the same destination through different paths.

He learned some old things from Lan Shuishan, and learned about Sang Yiming’s experience in Silla Mountain City. Combined with various previous signs, he had almost guessed the intention of the leader of Hanshan.

Meng Jintang initially planned to go to Beijing to find out his life history because he learned that he should be related to Elder Sang. Sang Yi didn’t know this, but she knew that her father was from the Song family. Before leaving, She also learned that the chief executive of the Blood Alliance might be building the capital, so she decided to merge the two matters before going into seclusion, so that she, a person who had lived in Yezhou all year round, would not have to travel thousands of miles back and forth –

Meng Jintang had not originally planned to have a decisive battle with the Blood Alliance now, but the strengthening effect brought by the “God’s Mending Technique” was a bit more than expected.

Wen Feiqiong suddenly said: Aunt Lan was kidnapped in the early years.

Meng Jintang originally wanted to ask which corpse was so cowardly in life that he dared to cause trouble in Vimo City, but he suddenly realized: Senior Lan was still young at that time?

Wen Feiqiong nodded.

When Lan Shuishan was still young, he was kidnapped from his home and taken to a place near Jianjing. He was locked up in a house with many children of similar age.

Due to the age at that time, it was difficult for children to explain their birth origins. Lan Shuishan only vaguely remembered that the atmosphere there was not normal, similar to a prison, and there were beatings, scoldings and crying all the time. It was dark, and she had vague memories of many things from her childhood, but this incident was still vivid in her mind.

The dull and despairing days lasted for a long time, until one day, a group of people from the Jianghu community who were passing by saw injustice on the road, killed the guards of the house, and rescued them. Those who could contact their family members contacted their family members, and those who could not contact their family members, Either entrust it to a good family to raise, or take it away and become a disciple of the sect.

Lan Shuishan was brought to Vimal City by Cui Fuyun because of his musical talent.

Meng Jintang: Outsiders don’t seem to know that Mr. Cui still has this experience.

Wen Feiqiong: At that time, the tutor was not traveling in his own capacity. @ infinite good writing, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Meng Jintang:…It seems that disguise is still a performance art passed down from generation to generation in Sanhuafang.

Listening to Wen Feiqiong’s words, she felt that her previous thoughts were verified.

Earlier, Meng Jintang had been in Jianjingzhong and listened to the local chatter, saying that the Jianghu people would kidnap the children of good families.

However, there should be a misunderstanding here: the people who kidnap children are not necessarily the same people who accept children as disciples.

Many years ago, a group of people captured many children and locked them up in a certain place. In the process, they encountered a gang of knights and encountered injustice. The children were rescued and some of them ended up in the rivers and lakes.

Meng Jintang thought of Sang Yiming’s sister – she was the great elder of Tianhua Sect. Even though she did not have the power of martial arts when she was young, she was not a confused person. She came to the Central Plains to look for her sister because she was sure that her sister would be there. In the Central Plains.

That sister was probably the same as Lan Shuishan back then. She was kidnapped at first and rescued in the middle. Because the child couldn’t remember where her home was, and there were no relatives around Jianjing who matched her description, it was a combination of circumstances. Became a member of Hanshan Sect.

Meng Jintang: Mr. Wen, does he know who those knights in the world are who have encountered injustice on the road?

Wen Feiqiong: At that time, the master never showed his true face to others, and most of the people traveling with him used some pseudonyms. He also said that Wen heard that the old lady of the Song Dynasty hated people in the world, so he sent someone to check the old affairs of Kaiquanbo Mansion, and found that this old lady also had a son who was kidnapped when he was a child, and Aunt Lan still treated him. There is some impression that after this person was rescued, he became a disciple of a knight from the Jianghu. He brought a family token with him. When he grew up, he returned to the old place of Jianjing and finally found out his life experience.

Meng Jintang thought that it was no wonder that the people in Jianjing did not understand his own life experience at all. The reason why the eighth girl who came to the Song family disappeared so easily had something to do with the special experiences of her parents.

Although my father was born in Kaiquan Bofu, he left home very early and did not come to recognize his relatives until he was able to stand on his own. However, considering the repulsive attitude of the old lady of the Song family towards people in the world, he probably did not announce it to the world in a big way. The son’s twists and turns and many coincidences kept Miss Song’s life experience a secret.

The old lady of the Song family, whose surname was Tan, lived in the Baixia Hall. Wen Feiqiong and Meng Jintang walked over openly. Their movements were unique, but no one came to question them along the way.

Before I even got close to Baisha Hall, I could smell the bitter medicinal fragrance in the wind.

The layout of the Baixia Hall is still gorgeous and exquisite, but it reveals a strong sense of decay. The original calmness on the faces of the attendants around them has turned into a silence like a pool of stagnant water.

Jintang slipped into the inner room quietly, like a wisp of light blue mountain mist. Her robe sleeves were slightly fluttered, and her energy was everywhere. The imperial doctor who was treating the old lady of the Song family at the bedside and the serving maids were all covered in body parts. Their bodies were slightly stiff, and they all fell into a drowsy state.

The girl in green held several golden needles between her fingers, and her true energy followed the tips of the needles and penetrated into the old lady’s acupuncture points – Wen Feiqiong’s words were correct, the other party was indeed old, and no matter how skilled a medical person was, he could only do it. It just relieves the pain a little bit.

It was not yet dark, and the lamps were already lit in the Baixia Hall. The maid shook it and felt that the tea cup in her hand was a little unstable, and she immediately woke up. Perhaps she had not rested for too long, and she almost stood up while on duty. fell asleep.

Everyone was equally quiet, and even their breathing did not change. The only significant movement was that someone blinked hard to make themselves more awake. The maid felt relieved a little – it seemed that no one was there. Noticed her omission just now.

Not long after, someone came to replace them. When they passed the small hall outside, they saw the Zhenlong chessboard hanging on the wall and the “No Regrets” on it.

The various utensils in the Baisha Hall are always not allowed to be touched by others. When the old lady is awake, she meets her children and grandchildren to greet them, and occasionally reminds them to read more about the words on the wall. The maids are thinking about whether to choose calligraphy and paintings. There was a lot of dust on his face, but he didn’t dare to do it. These things could only be done after the old lady gave orders.

However, these calligraphy and paintings are hung so high that it would be difficult to reach them without stepping on tables and chairs. mw, please remember:,.[End of this Chapter.]