In the golden autumn, the sun is quiet and the breeze is gentle.

Ci Kingdom, one of the southern countries, is a small country, but it also has a prosperous martial arts.

It was already late at this time, and a group of light riders rode their horses out from the capital of Ciguo and moved forward rapidly towards the coastal East City.

"Young Master, please slow down!"

The one riding a horse was a boy. His face was pale and his body was a little weak. He would cough twice from time to time in the wind, but even so, his eyes were still firm and agile.

The young man was named Zhongli, and he was the son of the right prime minister of the current dynasty.

Half an hour ago, Zhongli received the news that the Wannian Dragon Ginseng appeared in Dongcheng, so he hurriedly took the personal guards in the mansion to whip them up and go to find medicine.

"Young Master, you are in poor health. Why don't you go first? You're slower?"

The head of the guard followed Zhongli closely, trying to stop his son from being too fast, but he did not dare to cross it, so he had to discuss it anxiously.

"No, the news of Long Shen's birth cannot be concealed. Your identity cannot be suppressed. This thing must be ahead of others!" After saying that, Zhong Li's eyes were firm, and he raised his whip to speed up again, "I must get this medicine!"

If it weren't for the determination to win, Zhongli wouldn't have gone there in person.

The next day, noon.

Zhongli and his group finally arrived in Dongcheng and stood in front of the store door of Yaoxian Pavilion.

As he galloped all the way, his already bloodless face turned pale this time. Zhongli took a deep breath and stepped into the Medicine Pavilion.

According to information, the ten thousand-year-old dragon ginseng is in this medicine pavilion.

At this time, the Yaoxian Pavilion was quiet, and most of the idle people were still sleeping in the afternoon, with only a servant sitting behind the counter, flirting with the medicine book bored.

"Masters, you are..."

The servant looked up and saw so many people, all of whom were equipped with weapons. He couldn't tell whether they were here to buy goods or find fault.

Zhongli walked to the counter, couldn't help coughing twice while exhausted, and then said with a gentle smile: "I'll buy medicine."

"Young Master, you are here to the right place. Our Yaoxian Pavilion has thousands of acres of medicinal fields and nearly a hundred old men with water medicine. Whether it is land, sea goods, everything is available!"

Seeing that it wasn't a person who was here to smash the situation, the servant immediately changed his name, showed a bright smile, and boasted.

"It's a bit of truth."

Zhongli nodded faintly. His eyes did not look at the servant, but swept around the store, while sniffing his nose lightly.

Due to physical illnesses, Zhongli, who was bored, learned some skills in the debate medicine. The medicines in this pavilion are basically the best.

"Ten thousand-year-old dragon ginseng, let's talk about the price."

The moment Zhongli said that, he stopped scanning the servant, but stared at the servant, paying attention to the slight changes on his face. The servant was stunned and stunned for a moment before smiling awkwardly: "Young Master, you joked. This dragon ginseng is a rare thing, and the Wannian Dragon ginseng is a legendary thing, but there is no one in the small shop."

"Don't there be a thousand acres of medicinal fields and a hundred water men? Besides, you dare to use the word "xian" in your store, and you don't have any treasures?"

Zhongli narrowed his eyes. His words were a warning to the servant to be careful of the sign being smashed.

"Young Master, no matter how embarrassed you are, there is no such thing as a villain..." After saying that, the servant showed a crying expression.

Seeing this, the leader of the guard who had been standing by the side frowned slightly, looked at his son, nodded and agreed, and took out a simple black iron token from his arms and raised it high.

"Ask you again, yes! Or no!" The guard leader sterned.

The servant looked up and saw the letter "Youxiangshan Mansion". He was shocked, and his legs couldn't help but tremble slightly. He quickly lowered his waist and said respectfully: "Young Master, please follow the youngest to the second floor and sit down."

Seeing this, the guards behind him looked at each other and smiled knowingly, which means that the medicine is still there and it has not been in vain.

"Catch a pack."

Zhongli did not look sideways, and raised his hand and pointed to the neatly stacked on the counter next to him. He weighed bags of medicinal materials, while stepping up to the stairs under the guidance of the servant.

Soon, the group was invited to the private room on the second floor.

"Young Master, please wait for a moment. The villain will go and invite the shopkeeper now."

After getting Zhongli nodded, the servant took a few steps backwards, walked out of the private room, and carefully closed the door.

"Young Master, what's this pack of medicine?"

The person who asked about the question was Lu Yuan, the leader of the guard. He had been loyal for twenty years in the mansion and had been with Zhongli for protection after he was born, so he was able to speak to Zhongli.

"Balian jade snails are also a kind of aquatic product. They can be used as medicine, two can be eaten hot, and three can be used as a tonic. They can be regarded as a treasure-rich thing."

Zhongli took out the oil paper, took out the two and handed them to Lu Yuan, and continued: "Put it in the palm of your palm, catalyze your Taoist power, bake it two to taste."

After a moment, a faint fragrance came out. Lu Yuan used Taoist force to shave out the meat inside and put it on oil paper for Zhongli to eat.

"It tastes good and can be called a top quality, but unfortunately some people here are afraid that they are not as good as this flat jade snail."

Zhongli picked up the snail meat casually, looked at the door and chewed it a few times.

Just when Zhongli noticed something was wrong, there was a man in brocade and a very arrogant face sitting in another private room on the second floor. A man who looked like a rich man was also sitting opposite him, the shopkeeper of the Yaoxian Pavilion.

"Sir, this ten thousand-year-old dragon ginseng is the best. It has something that is priceless. The price is really not low..." The shopkeeper was very thoughtful.

"My young master is the son of the Minister of Personnel. He offered you a price of 100 beads, but you took a big advantage! Just imagine, if something happens, the difference between someone and no one on the head is different, you should know how to do it? Isn't this worth a mere chunk of money?"

"But this is also..."

Looking at Chen Sanzhi's arrogant look, the shopkeeper was so angry that his teeth were itchy but he didn't dare to show it.

Bah! One hundred beads? I can’t even buy a bag of flat jade snails in my store, let alone the priceless ten thousand-year-old dragon ginseng!

"It seems you didn't understand. This happened! There is a difference between someone on your head and no one!"

Chen San stole the shopkeeper's words and repeated the words just now, but put the emphasis on the words "Escape from the Stories". After saying that, he took a sip of tea calmly.

Chen San has done such a thing too much. When should he speak sternly and speak slowly, he will be able to grasp the position.

At this moment, the servant hurriedly walked in from outside, looked at Chen San, and reported to the shopkeeper about Zhongli's private room.

The shopkeeper was delighted when he heard this!

This is simply a life-saving doctor who descends to earth!

"Sir, you have heard that the son of the right prime minister came to ask about medicine, and it is difficult for me to do it..."

"Right Prime Minister? If His Majesty hadn't been deceived by a villain, how could a person with such a low level be able to achieve the position?!"

Speaking of this, Chen Sanlilied his sleeves and squinted his head and looked at the shopkeeper: "I tell you that the great powers in the court are all in the hands of the Zuo Prime Minister, and my master is the Zuo Prime Minister, and he is very close to you!"

"As for the son of the right prime minister, who doesn't know is a sick person in the capital?"

"In terms of authority, my elders are taken care of by the left, and the old man in the right is even more out of the way."

The shopkeeper was bitter. It was not a good thing to hear such insulting words. Not only that, Chen San's words continued.

"In terms of talent, my young master is of top talent. How could he compare to the saplings who will die of illness sooner or later?"

"You have to think about which one is more important!"

When Chen San said the last sentence, the shopkeeper burst into cold sweat.

I was really involved in whatever I was afraid of...

He had some cultivation in his body, his ears were quite sensitive, and he heard rustling footsteps outside.

In order to stop the trouble and not want to get involved in right and wrong, the shopkeeper coughed twice to indicate the situation. It would have nothing to do with Chen Sanruo after that if he said such a rebellious thing, it would have nothing to do with him.

"Why, your shopkeeper who runs the medicine shop has gotten cold? Just so I'll get the mountain saplings in a while, so that I can go back and make my son happy."

After talking, the door was pushed open suddenly!

Zhongli did not walk into the room, but just glanced around the room outside the door, then looked at Chen San and smiled playfully.

"Just just now, were you talking wildly?"

Seeing so many guards supporting the young man, Chen San thought about it carefully and was shocked. He stepped back and almost stood firm and fell behind the table.

"Come on, repeat your words just now, I didn't listen to them." Zhong Li sat down in a panic. The shopkeeper immediately stood up and poured him a cup of tea with his own hands.

Chen San's arrogant arrogance disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he stuttered and couldn't speak: "Little...Little Prime Minister...Little Man No..."

"Coward." Lu Yuan sneered disdainfully and waved his hand to the back, "Pick it up for me!"

A group of guards rushed out in an instant and tied up Chen San in a few strokes.
Chapter completed!