I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

All is at peace.

Shen Liqing was lying on the bed, beside her was a sleeping baby wrapped in a small quilt.

The newborn is wrinkled, and its small hands are sometimes stretched out beside the face, like a little monkey.

"Your father is so handsome, how did you get so ugly?"

Having said that, she still couldn't help poking the child's face with her finger, and looked at the little baby with a "mother-in-law" smile.

The red blood patriarch came in from the outside, sat down by the bed, with a serious face.

"Babies look like this when they're born, and it'll be fine when they grow up."

This crappy consolation is hard to say.

Shen Liqing's nose was very sore, she wanted to say a lot, she opened her mouth, and swallowed it again.

Yes, she wanted to ask the father of the child.

I've asked questions on the sidelines before, but couldn't get a satisfactory answer. A terrifying thought gradually sprouted in her heart, so that she dared not face up to the red blood patriarch.

"Ask whatever you want to ask." Chixue Patriarch straight in, as if he could read minds.

Shen Liqing pursed her lips tightly, and there was some light in her eyes. She took a deep breath and asked in a low voice: "When will you...will teach me Kung Fu?"

She is the only one who speaks "you" to the red blood patriarch.

"In the past, you said that you want me to take care of the baby. But now, the baby has been born."

The hatred of the family lingers in his heart all the time, making Shen Liqing unable to eat and sleep peacefully. She just wanted to grow up overnight so that she could take revenge.

The Chixue Patriarch wanted to say that after giving birth, he would have to confine himself to confinement and raise the child. But seeing the determination in the woman's eyes, he understood that she would never listen to him. She is a very assertive woman. Isn't that what he appreciates about her?

"At your age, your bones have already been set. You are destined not to be able to become a peerless master, and you will have to suffer a lot more than those who practiced since childhood."

Shen Liqing sneered blindly, with desolation written in his eyes, "Compared to the destruction of the family, suffering is nothing. You just need to tell me the method. As for whether it can be done, that is my business."

The red blood patriarch glanced at the baby on the bed, raised his hand, squeezed her chin, and looked directly at her. "It's not about you alone. Tell me, who will be the first to kill after learning Kung Fu."

Shen Liqing felt the pain coming from her jaw. In his eyes, she couldn't see a trace of leaked emotion, but she believed that even such a person as tall as a mountain would have desires, desires, hates, and dislikes. .

She opened her mouth with difficulty, every word tinged with hatred, "Since some people say that I am a fake, then I will kill the real one."

In Shen Liqing's life, there are no more than four words - Destiny Phoenix Girl.

A word that is light and fluffy, like a feather, but enough to see hatred.

The Chixue Patriarch let go of his hand, let out an "oh", and seemed to be whistling again, because it was unexpected. "Isn't the person who killed your grandfather the one you most want to kill?"

Sprinkling salt on the scar will make it more painful, but it will also make people sober, like Shen Liqing at the moment. "If he was so easy to kill, he would have died five years ago. Besides, as I said, there are many times when people feel more pain than killing people, and the pain is so bad."

Ruthless, decisive, without a trace of fetters and concerns.

The Red Blood Patriarch laughed out loud, extremely satisfied. "Okay, very good. You have obsessions in your heart, but you are not crazy, and you are rational. This is the biggest motivation. You can learn kung fu from me. Within three years, you can kill the real Phoenix girl. Within ten years, You can kill Destiny Child."

"Ten years?" Shen Liqing shook his head, clenched his teeth, and wrinkled the quilt with his fingers, "I can't wait that long."

Every minute and every second is suffering for her.

"Do you know that powerful exercises will inevitably bring about strong backlash. If you blindly seek quick results, you will only harm yourself. And my exercises are the most overbearing in the world." Regarding this, Chixue Lao Zu is confident enough because he is strong enough.

Shen Liqing's eyes flushed with blood, and was occupied by hatred, "What backlash? Will it lose ten years of life, like Du Chen? Then I can accept it. Rather than live with humiliation, it is better to die happily with hatred."

Besides, it's not death, it's just a reduction in lifespan.

And the next words of Patriarch Chixue were like a straw, weighing on her heart.

"I have medicine. I developed it with Schisandra chinensis before. It can break through the stagnation of the body, but the life span will only be reduced to five or six years."

In other words, if Shen Liqing practiced forcibly, he would only end up with a dead end in the end.

This result was a hundred times harsher than she expected, and it was a way she couldn't accept at all.

She stepped forward and grabbed the sleeve of the red blood patriarch, her eyes were playful and mournful. "You are a great master, you always have other ways, right? Everything I have, I can give."

The Chixue Patriarch brushed her hand away, without a trace of emotion. "Right now, Schisandra is dead. He is a genius in using poison and medicine. I have no other subordinates who can replace him. That is to say, the road to quick success is blocked. Unless..."

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and there is another village, which speaks of Shen Liqing's mood at this moment. "So, you have a way, so... what is it?"

The red blood patriarch's answer was extremely simple, "Shuangxiu."

In this world, there are different methods of dual cultivation, the most common one is to complement one and perfect the other. Shen Liqing had previously translated the ancient books of Yunzhao's old land, and recorded some methods of double cultivation. The other is relatively fair, and it is based on the concept of "making up for what is lacking". Shen Liqing asked him which one?

Just at this time, the baby beside the bed woke up and cried loudly.

There was a hint of warmth in the cold eyes of the red blood patriarch. He said, "The second type. I will take you to practice."

In the way of the red blood ancestor.

Shen Liqing understood.

She picked up the baby and breastfed him without any twitching.

After the child has finished eating, he falls asleep again.

Shen Liqing climbed to the side of the Chixue ancestor, raised his head, and maintained a pious posture, "Ancestor, please, double cultivate with me, and give me exercises."

**

The time has entered July.

After more than two months of intensive development, the summer campus of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine has a certain scale. The library has been built.

Baicaoshi has fully witnessed the power of the state apparatus.

Some imperial physicians in imperial hospitals represented by Gu Xian have also been in place.

It's not because they are too dedicated, it's because of the temptation given by Baicaoshi, which is too great.

Although the university and the attached middle school are not open, but because Baicaoshi announced that it has donated ten medical books of sages and great virtues, totaling a thousand volumes, into the library, the ancient vice president who loves books can't wait to read.

At the same time, there was another major event that took a lot of energy from Baicaoshi.

That is the upcoming big wedding of Bai Xiaoshu.

In order to reunite with his children, King Nanyuan has completely stayed in Yanjing.

As a mother, Baili naturally had to fully participate in her son's marriage. No, she called Baicaoshi, and went with her to choose wedding clothes for Hongqu.

"Women, you get married once in your life. Apart from wearing a red wedding gown and a phoenix coronet, you also need to have something special to keep as a memory. So, Shishi, think about it for your mother, and you can also give red song What? What do you think of the dresses from your blue and white shop, I will prepare a set for Hongqu."

Baicaoshi's tolerance for her mother was actually beyond expectations. Because in ancient times, not many people could accept that their daughter-in-law used to be a brothel girl. She felt sincerely happy for the original owner and Bai Xiaoshu.

"Mother, Hongqu will definitely miss you very much."

Bai Li patted Baicao Shi's hand, as if he owed a lot, "At the beginning, when Zhe Yu wanted to marry you, mother was unwilling in her heart. Mother thought, how could a banished immortal like him be willing. In fact, Zheyu later proved one thing. Mother was wrong. He treated you very well, and mother was very pleased. As for people, when they get old, sometimes they will be inaccurate in judging people. But mother believed in the relationship between you and Xiaoshu. vision."

Bai Xiaoshu can get the heart of Hongqu, and Baili naturally knows that the credit of Baicao Poetry is indispensable.

"Mother, let's go to the blue and white workshop. In fact, if you don't tell me, I also prepared a blue and white porcelain dress for Hongqu."