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At night, the wind was cool. Tang Yue had a stove set up on the grass. He also asked for a pheasant and some mushrooms from the kitchen and stewed them on the stove.

It's really killing two birds with one stone.

No, you can also drink hot chicken soup while listening to Zhao Sanlang tell a story. You can kill three birds with one stone.

Zhao Sanlang's ability of expression is obviously better than that of the prince of hengguo. The story is so vivid that even the bodyguards who have experienced the incident think that these are true.

"Come on, first drink a bowl of soup to moisten your throat." Tang Yue scooped out a bowl of Chicken Soup for him to let everyone have a break.

What Zhao Sanlang said about a bandit suppression was similar to the Three Kingdoms annals. The scene was grand and the plot was out. Of course, most of them were descriptions of Wang zizhao. It can be seen that the boy also worshipped Wang zizhao in his heart.

"It would be better if there was a pot of wine." Zhao said with emotion.

Tang Yue didn't tell him that there was wine, but he didn't intend to take it out. When Prince Zhao set out tomorrow, they drank the same mud, and they didn't know what to look like.

"Chicken soup warms the stomach and wine hurts the body. It's better to drink soup."

"Don't say, Tang Xiaolang's soup is particularly delicious. Why can't the cooks in the mansion always make such a taste?"

Tang Yue thought: this 80% is the function of the heart. The cook's comprehension of the palace of Zhao is extraordinary. He will draw inferences from one instance.

It's all cooks. Isn't the gap so big?

"If you like, drink more. If you have time, you can come to visit the Marquis of queryang. You can't help eating."

"I'm going to be my son!"

Tang Yue looked back and said with a smile, "the son of a son still has to live in the Marquis house for several months. Don't be so anxious."

Smooth "PATA" a fall on the ground, the expression of sadness can not be said.

Obviously, he had forgotten this crop and thought that he could continue to eat, drink and have fun after he went back. What a naive thing!

"Gentlemen, your highness tells you to rest early." The more familiar the assistant was, the younger he thought it was.

He was always curious about the boy's special skills. He could be kept by Wang zizhao all the time. He looked pretty good. He was delicate and beautiful. He was also good at figure. He was fat and thin. He had two or two pieces of flesh on his body.

"What's your name?" Tang Yue raised his chin and asked.

"Nu Ming Ke." The young man replied with his head down.

"Good name." Tang Yue praised a sentence, and then casually asked: "should not be the prince Zhaoqi?"

"You are wise, indeed, the name given by the master."

Tang Yue chuckled and didn't want to hear such praise at all. He looked at Ke from head to toe, and his mind became more and more crooked.

He is a good-looking boy. He is also given a name. Where to go? He even sleeps in the same room. Who believes?

No wonder Prince Zhao can tease him so calmly. It seems that he thought he was simple.

"Is Prince Zhao still up?" Tang Yue pressed the sour smell in his heart.

"The master was going to have a rest, but the young masters were so interested and elegant that they talked to the moon for a long time, so the master read more books."

The subtext is: how can people sleep when you are so noisy?

Tang Yuecai didn't believe it was so far away that Prince Zhao could hear them, but it was true that he could occasionally hear something.

"Why don't you go to the pharmacy to get a tranquilizer and a bowl of it to make sure that your master and son will wake up in the morning."

Ke frowned and glanced at Tang Yue. "The slave has already conveyed the master's meaning. It's time for you to have a rest."

Tang Yue stood up and patted the grass crumbs on his buttocks, "OK, all of them are scattered. Tomorrow I have to get up to see Wang zizhao off."

Zhao Sanlang also stood up after drinking the soup in the bowl and stretched, "it is not allowed to delay your Highness's business."

A group of people dispersed, and the night was really quiet.

The next morning, Tang Yue opened his hazy eyes and turned around to see that there was no one in the opposite bed.

"Bad!" He quickly got up and rushed out before he could clean up and change his clothes. He happened to bump into the mountain with a basin of water.

"Is Xiaolang OK? Did it hurt? " He put down the basin and checked it.

"It's OK, it's OK, Prince Zhao. Have they left?"

The mountain took out a corner of his mouth, "in the middle of the hour, your highness leads people to set out, but before leaving, you have been told that you are tired these two days, don't wake you up."

Tang Yue patted his head. It was very difficult for him to get up on time when there was no alarm clock. The human shaped alarm clock of Shan was too unreliable. Wang zizhao forgot his orders.

"Xiao Lang, go in, don't freeze." Shantui pushed Tang Yue into the tent, twisted a hot towel for him, and helped him find out his clothes, so he had to dress him.

Of course, this is because Tang Yue has always refused to let him, otherwise he will only be responsible for eating, drinking and Lasa, and the rest will be covered by someone.There is no tiger in the mountain. The monkey is called king. Prince Zhao and Hu Jinpeng leave the camp. There are three masters in the camp. The atmosphere is so relaxed that even the lowest slave has a smile on his face.

In addition, Tang Yue is also a love of the whole thing. He organized a picnic at noon and a bonfire party in the evening. It was a great time to have fun.

Zhao Sanlang never knew that there were so many ways to play. He was tired of drinking, guessing boxing and throwing Cuju. Tang Yue opened a door for him to have fun. He even found it fun to kick stones.

"Come on, the three of us are fighting the landlord for fun." Tang Yue asked the craftsman to make a pair of wooden cards. He painted various numbers and patterns on his own. He explained the rules and the two of them clearly, and then he opened with enthusiasm.

The first two hours, Tang more sleepy yawn, the other two people are playing more and more spirit, the game is also getting better and better, gradually follow the pace.

"No more play, no more play. It's time to go to bed." Tang Yue threw the card and made a gesture to go.

"Don't go!" Zhao Sanlang and Pingshun held Tang Yue at the same time, and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "play three more sets, no, ten sets!"

Tang more soft and soft to sit back, opened his mouth to yawn, "I call the mountain to accompany you to fight how?"

The two glanced at the old man with gray hair at the same time and shook his head repeatedly. If he was a beauty, they could make do with it. An old man who wanted beauty but no appearance and no figure would not accompany him.

"Let's have three more dishes. No one can deny it. Tomorrow, my son will have to go to the mountain to collect herbs."

"Picking herbs?" Zhao Sanlang cried out, "why don't the servants do this?"

In Zhao's dictionary, why do you do anything you can tell others to do?

Tang Yue squinted at him. "Are you sure these people here know herbal medicine?"

"This..." Zhao Sanlang looked at the guards he had brought with him. He was a good fighter in fighting and fighting. But I'm afraid he didn't even know wild vegetables when he asked them to collect herbs.

Tang Yue held up his eyelids and played three games with two people to fight the landlord. After three games, he immediately threw the card and ran away.

Hu Jinpeng is not here. He sleeps alone tonight. He always feels a little less secure in the empty room and has nightmares at night.

He was surrounded by the fire all over the mountain. He yelled and broke his throat, but he didn't see a second person. There were corpses all around him. The burning mask was not at all, but also accompanied by a sad cry.

Tang Yue was a doctor in his last life. He didn't dare to say how much virtue he had accumulated to do good deeds. But at least he didn't hurt or kill anyone. The fire that night left a deep impression on him.

Even if he deliberately did not think about the number of lives lost in the fire and deliberately did not think about it, in the dead of night, that kind of picture in his mind would always come out and make a scene.

The next day he opened his eyes, and Tang Yue was still a little frightened. However, he couldn't remember the specific picture in his dream, only the feeling of being roasted by the fire.

He took a long puff and got up to wash his clothes.

"Go and call the sparrow." Tang Yue said, "it's time for this talent who is said to know many kinds of herbal medicines to come into use.".

"Xiao Lang, what can I do for you?" The bird saluted and asked respectfully.

Tang Yue changed into a simple and convenient short brown. He bought this suit from a woman's house on the way. He said it was for his son who was away from home. Unfortunately, the other party never had a chance to wear it.

The clothes were a little big, but I didn't feel it when I tied the belt. The shoes on my feet were also changed into a pair of gray cloth shoes with thick soles. They were very comfortable to wear. This is the craftsmanship of his maid.

I don't know that the one carrying the hoe is a new bandit with a broadsword on his back.

"Wait..." Zhao Sanlang yelled behind his back, finishing his belt as he ran, apparently just getting up.

Tang Yue waited for him to run up to just ask: "something?"

"Tang Xiaolang, how can you leave me alone?"

Tang Yue looked at him innocently, "I'm going to collect herbs!" Don't you have to take you?

"Let's go too!" Zhao Sanlang roared not far away. It turned out that the fat shiziye was still running slowly.

Tang Yue didn't want to take these two encumbrances with him, but he took a look at the smooth running of hem and haw, and gladly agreed.

Mountain climbing is a good exercise to lose weight!

"Go and bring two pairs of bows and arrows to the two young masters. If you have nothing to do, you can still hunt and have lunch." Tang Yue explained.

Tang's shoulder is still thoughtful, and Tang Xiaolang can clap his eyes

A group of people walk up the mountain. Tang Yue is in front of him. From time to time, he needs to stop to identify the herbs. Then the people behind him also stop one by one.

This area may be occupied by bandits, so the people dare not go deep. The vegetation on the mountain grows luxuriantly, and there is no trace of picking.

On the sunny side of the hillside, he also found a large area of Datura. Just after the flowering period, it was a lush one, at least there were thousands of them.Datura is the main drug for him to prepare narcotic drugs, and he is not too many. He asked people to collect the seeds with cloth bags, and then cut a small area to take back to dry in the sun.

After half a day, the harvest was quite fruitful, and Tang Yue dug up two hundreds of years old ginseng and a young Ganoderma lucidum, which were all scallops.

This kind of pure natural medicinal materials can be priceless in modern times, without adding or polluting, and there is no need to worry about counterfeiting.

Tang Yue felt that he didn't have to rush to cultivate medicinal materials after he went back. He might be able to dig up a lot of medicinal materials by going to his own mountains and fields.

How can this feeling of gold all over the place be a cool word?