Although Qi You wanted to see the situation of the other person, there was a difference between men and women. He turned around consciously and pulled the other men away at the same time.

He turned his back on his back and said loudly, "Miao'er, there is ginseng in that box. Give her a piece of hang if necessary."

Miao'er: "I see."

The woman's husband heard the words and was moved with tears, "Thank you girl, thank you son." He knelt down and kowtow.

Miao'er avoided, and shouted at the crowd: "A few women, come and help me carry people into the straw shed. Everyone else has moved away a little."

She looked at the woman's lower body, which was bloody. Miao'er resisted the discomfort in her heart and took off her dirty pants. She didn't know much about women's childbirth. She only knew that women could not bleed anymore.

"Go and get a ginseng from the wooden box over there." She turned her head and ordered a thin woman.

The woman didn't move, Miao'er sighed, "Go ahead. Tell them what I ordered. They won't embarrass you."

"Yes, girl." The woman ran over. The other party knew that it was Miao'er who had ordered, but gave her the ginseng film without saying anything.

"Let's take it. Ginseng slices are more effective than a whole ginseng now."

"Yeah." The woman walked away steadfastly.

When Miao'er got the ginseng film, he was taken aback for a moment, "Look at how I forgot, it is indeed better for the ginseng film now. You, you did a good job." Miao'er praised the woman awkwardly. He pursed his lips and smiled shyly.

Miao'er looked back and stuffed the ginseng tablets into the mouth of the dystocia woman. Miao'er discussed the situation below her with a few older women, first cleaned the bottom for her, and then an old woman induced labor. Regardless of whether the child is dead or alive, he can no longer let the child treat the woman's stomach.

This busy work lasted more than an hour, and in the end the child was born, a stillbirth. Fortunately, the woman's life was saved, which is considered a blessing in misfortune.

When the woman's husband heard the news, he knelt on the ground happily, and he couldn't help but thank God for thanking Miao'er for them.

At that time, Miao'er was thinking that this man valued his wife more than his heirs, and he was a rare beloved. Later she learned that the man was so happy because of the evil in his wife's belly.. He died. It was not his child, it belonged to the gangsters.

These are not mentioned later.

Qi You and Miao'er calmed the people in this small village. Three days later, many people barely recovered some vitality. Qi You gathered people together and didn't say anything inspiring, just let people follow him and watch. How does he dry the salt.

Half a month later, Brother He Leiting took a group of people to find them and agreed to Qi You's request.

Qi You left enough food for them to eat, and gave the rest to the people in this small village.

Of course Xie Da also stayed. Qi You hasn't reached that place yet, so he can trust them without reservation.

Qi You took the treasures that Boss Hong grabbed. He didn't take it away quietly. Instead, he told the Hejia villagers honestly, "These things are not easy to sell. You sell them privately. It will be a matter of time for you to expose your stuff. We are going to Chang'an. The distance is far away, and the other party can't detect it. As a result. Compensation, after we come back, we will bring you livestock and cloth on the boat. What do you think?"

He Wanjun thought for a while, "We have to give us a batch of weapons, and a few more teachers."

Qi You: "Yes."

To be honest, Qi You couldn't be more satisfied with He Wanjun. No matter when, what he wanted was what he needed. He knew that with their abilities, no matter how much money they had, it would be better to want practical things.

Qi You thought for a while, and asked someone to go to the boat to take a few baskets of taro and give them to them.

Qi You: "This is a good thing, Xie Da will teach you to plant it."

"If you have anything to do with Xie Da, if Xie Da can't make a decision, let him write to me, and I will come back as soon as possible."

After confessing a few words, Qi You took the people away. Hey, he was going to endure the torture of seasickness again.

………

After half a month, Qi You and the others finally arrived in Chang'an. It was inconvenient for Qiu Lie to come forward, and Qi You was sick again, so Miao'er came forward to find a place to rent a house.

Qi You originally planned to take over as soon as he got better, but after observing for a few days, he found that Miao'er did a good job with the help of dragon and phoenix fetuses, so Qi You simply threw away his hands and raised his body with peace of mind. .

He is cultivating energy, not being lazy ←_←

Anyway, Qi You is so idle. Although Qiu Lie is inconvenient to come forward on his own, he can call on the people under him. Not to mention Miao'er. Every day he goes out early and returns at night. Only Qi You, a big pig's hoof, lies at home beautifully. Rest.

It's a pity that this kind of good day didn't take long. One day, Qi You was basking in the sun. Double Happiness ran back in a hurry, saying that something was wrong with Miao'er. Qi You ran out without even thinking about it.

When Qi You went there, Miao'er and Youyu were fighting with others, and a man who looked like a brother-in-law was watching the excitement.

Qi You joined the battle without saying a word, and took the person by two or two tricks.

That's not a big deal, he turned around and walked towards the young man, grabbed the other's collar and lifted him up, narrowing his eyes, "Are you very proud?"

"What are you doing, do you know who my son is? Put down my son quickly, otherwise you can't eat and walk around."

The servant on the side was terrified, but couldn't beat Qi You again, so he had to speak harshly.

Miao'er was also taken aback, "Brother You, let go."

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Qi You said suspiciously: "He didn't let people beat you?"

"No, it's not." Miao'er shook his head quickly, "Brother You, this young man is just a fun watcher, you are about to let people go."

"Oh." Qi You really let it go. The little boy was caught off guard and squatted on his butt, yelling.

Miao'er:...

Qi You looked innocent, as if saying that I let it go.

"You, you" the servant was angry and scared, pointed at Qi You, and didn't say a few words for a long time.

Qi You didn't bother to talk to him, turned to look at Miao'er, "Are you okay?"

Miao'er: "I'm fine."

Qi You kicked the person lying down, "Who are they?"

Miao'er glanced at them disgustingly, "It's not a person who matters, but a group of bullies who are afraid of hardship."

"It turns out that it is." Such a person is sent to the government, and the government will not take care of it.

Qi You was out of interest, anyway, he also fought, and he was out of anger.

Qi You: "Let's go, what else will I do next, I will go with you."

The corners of Miao'er's mouth were slightly bent, and she was a little happy, so she responded softly.

As a result, they were stopped by someone before they left, not someone else, but the little boy who watched the excitement before.

He looked sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face, but his eyes were extraordinarily big, like cat eyes, which made him look a little bit childish.

At this moment, he rubbed his butt, bulged his cheeks, and stared at Qi You with a displeasure look: "Do you know who I am? You beat me like this without compensation?"

Qi You was silent for a moment, thinking that he had been wronged before, so he said: "Then what compensation do you want?"

As soon as the young man heard it, his eyes lit up, and Qi You had an unknown premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the next second I listened to the young humanity: "You are so good in martial arts. It just so happened that I was looking for a master recently. You can become a master for me."

Qi You:...

Qi You took out ten taels of silver from his arms, grabbed the young man's hand, and stuffed him, "Mental loss expenses. Goodbye."

With that, Qi You walked sideways with Miao'er.

"Hey, who wants your silver. You hit me, but you can't be a master." The young man followed without thinking.

"My son, my son, wait for the little ones"

"My son, my son..."

Qi You was so annoying, he turned around and glared at someone, "How long will you stay with us?"

"Master, I didn't know that it was a maid, don't be angry with me." The young man could feel wronged and wronged with those round cat eyes open.

Qi You got a headache: "I'll say it again, I'm not your master, understand?"

And can the master recognize it casually?

Qi You still doesn't know that this master is not Master Bi. If he knows, he might be even more angry.

The young man followed closely. Qi You was really helpless by him. He clasped Miao'er's waist with one hand and made a light leap. After a few breaths, he disappeared.

The young man was anxious when he couldn't find anyone, and the servants who followed were also bitter, and at the same time he secretly cursed Qi You for being uninterested. Shameless, do you know who their son is? What an honor is it to be a master for the son?

The young man was depressed. At this time, the servant he brought gave him an idea, "If the son is really looking for someone, it is better to ask the prince. The marriage date between the lady and the prince is approaching, and that is your prospective brother-in-law. It won’t help with this little thing."

The young man made sense, "But..."

Subordinate: "What concerns does the son have?"

The young man: "What if my master leaves Chang'an today? It can be written in the script, like the kind of martial arts heroes who come and go without a trace."

The corners of the subordinate’s mouth twitched, and he should be patient and calm down, "Don’t worry, the son... the heroic... the hero appears here with his wife, and he will probably stay here for a while. After all, people with a family worry a lot, no Maybe just leave."

"It makes sense." The young man slapped with a boxing, "I'm going to find my brother-in-law."

The subordinate is dumbfounded. It's impossible. Now the wedding period is approaching. His Royal Highness will not go wherever he wants to go. At this time, the son will go to someone for help. Isn't it a mess? If you let the old lady and eldest lady know that it was he who gave the little son an idea behind his back, let alone the old lady, the eldest lady would not let him go first.

Thinking of this, the cold sweat of the subordinates flowed down, three steps and two steps to catch up, struggling to stretch out his hands, shouting hoarsely: "Wait a minute, son, you wait."