Standing silently in the corner, Zhou Changsheng ignored the North Court and the head of the hall who were arguing with each other. He lowered his head, quietly thinking about the information sent by Qiu Mingzhi as if he was listening respectfully.

Six Demon Mountain is gone!

It’s not that the sect of the Six Demon Mountains is gone, but that the entire Six Demon Mountains is gone!

What exactly happened in Qinzhou?

The Six Demon Mountain should have been gone in the seventh year of Zhengyuan. It is only the fifth year of Zhengyuan. Why is Six Demon Mountain gone at this time?

...

Constantly thinking about the reason why the Six Demon Mountain is gone, Zhou Changsheng suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Why are the two ministers here?"

master?

He raised his head and saw Liu Yunxiao and Wu Mian frowned in, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Those who can come to the meeting hall to discuss matters are not only the head of the hall, but also the college students with a good background and some reputation among the students.

Even as the son of the governor, he was brought to the meeting hall to participate in the meeting after a year after establishing a hope among the students.

Wu Mian is a new student who has just been enrolled for a few days. He is not a person with a big background. He is just a descendant of a doctor in a border town in Yuezhou...

A descendant of a doctor!

Zhou Changsheng instantly realized something and knew Liu Yunxiao’s intention to bring Wu Mian.

There is a plague around Changshang now. Even if a person who knows medicine does not know much, it will make people feel much more at ease.

At the same time, he suddenly thought of someone... Zhao Xiangzhong.

"President Liu, why are you here?"

When Zhou Changsheng was thinking, Gao Minggu seemed to be very confused about Liu Yunxiao's arrival and asked Liu Yunxiao in surprise.

In fact, not only him, but the other two hall leaders, as well as other gentlemen and students, all looked at Liu Yunxiao in surprise, including the gentlemen and students of Yongjia Academy. It seemed that Liu Yunxiao shouldn't have appeared.

"Don't I come?" Liu Yunxiao said with a smile, pointing to Wu Mian and said, "This is a new student in our Yongjia School. He is a doctor for four generations at home and knows a lot of epidemic prevention methods. I brought him here and plan to let him talk about epidemic prevention methods. After listening, you can go back and remind everyone. Wu Mian, tell me everything you know."

Wu Mian nodded, not nervous, and immediately told all the epidemic prevention methods he mentioned not long ago.

After he finished speaking, Sun Qing praised: "I am worthy of being a descendant of a doctor, and it is indeed detailed. Although we also thought of fragrant medicine to drive away the epidemic, we don't want to have so much content."

Not only did he admire him, but the other two ministers and other teachers and students were also stingy to praise Wu Mian.

Wu Mian immediately made a few words of modesty, which made them even more appreciative.

After those people praised it, Liu Yunxiao said again: "Then let's make sure the rules for seeing off. Ten miles of farewell are not only tradition and cannot be changed, but how to avoid students from getting sick is the top priority."

Zhu Yu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but after Liu Yunxiao looked over, he closed his mouth again.

At this time, Zhou Changsheng stood up, raised his hand and bowed to the surroundings, and then said, "The sachets made from incense medicine are almost done. They will be delivered to the academy tomorrow and can be distributed to all the students. He also warned the students to take a bath and change clothes tomorrow, and their body and mind will be clean. When they see them off, they will naturally avoid plague."

Wu Mian said, "You can add a pair of masks."

"Mask?" Zhou Changsheng and the others looked at him in confusion.

"It is worn on the mouth and nose, which is used to filter the air entering the mouth and nose to block harmful gases. The tools for droplets entering and leaving the wearer's mouth and nose are mostly made of gauze or paper. Those who are infected with plagues will suffer from heaven and are infected. Although the feelings are different, the disease will be the same. The weather is difficult to prevent, and the infection is mostly drip cloth around people, causing people to enter through their mouth and nose when breathing. If you can wear a mask to cover their mouth and nose, the danger of infection will be reduced." Wu Mian said the mask he remembered.

But after he finished speaking, everyone frowned.

Zhu Yu, the head of the Xincheng School, shook his head repeatedly: "Isn't that a masked scarf that thieves stole? No, no. A gentleman is open and honest, how can he walk masked and make people laugh at it?! Why are you so ignorant?"

Compared to human life, what does masking have to do? This corrupt scholar!

Wu Mian complained inwardly, but he didn't dare to argue.

The State of Song pays special attention to respecting teachers and respecting their principles. If you argue with teachers, it will make people feel that they are disrespectful to their elders!

If it was other places and other times, it would be fine, but Liu Yunxiao was by his side, and he had to worry about it.

Moreover, the mask does cover his face and is incompatible with the social customs of this world. Not only scholars like Zhu Yu do not recognize it, but even his cheap father, who is a doctor in the Shanbei Wu family, did not recognize the claim of masks he proposed. When he saw someone coughing and proposed the idea of ​​masks, he was scolded, and the statement was similar to Zhu Yu.

Liu Yunxiao also patted Wu Mian on the shoulder and said, "After all, we are seeing you off, and wearing a mask is really not good. You should go with Changsheng to see how fragrant medicine is. The descendants of the doctor always know more than him. Changsheng, take Wu Mian to see fragrant medicine."

"Yes!" Zhou Changsheng hurried over and smiled at Wu Mian, "Let's go, Junior Brother Wu."

Wu Mian nodded and left the meeting hall with Zhou Changsheng silently.

He knew that Liu Yunxiao asked him to leave for his own good. When he said about the mask, his eyes that had originally admired him changed instantly, and some people even had disgust in their eyes. If they continued to stay here, they would probably have to endure their expressions for a long time.

After leaving the meeting hall and walking silently for a while, Zhou Changsheng suddenly sighed and stopped and said, "Wu Mian, your method is a good method, but you shouldn't say it here, nor should you say it."

Wu Mian also stopped and glanced at Zhou Changsheng. Seeing that he was just looking ahead, his expression could not show his joy or anger, he could only say, "It's my junior brother who is rude."

"You are not rude, but ignorant. You have to tell me about this matter first. If you have three levels of confidence, you will talk to your master first, and you will be 70% sure." Zhou Changsheng finished speaking lightly, and suddenly laughed: "But I will tell my father about this matter. He will tell King An, if it is effective, you can wait for the reward."

"Eh?" Wu Mian was stunned. He came back to his senses and was about to ask, but Zhou Changsheng started again.

Wu Mian hurriedly caught up and asked, "Senior Brother, what's the matter with the reward?"

Zhou Changsheng walked and said, "This plague outside the city is extraordinary. Once it is infected, the medicine stone is useless. If the mask you mentioned can prevent the infection, then King An will definitely reward you."

Wu Mian widened his eyes: "So dangerous? Why don't you give me such a dangerous one?"

"Sending off is not just for seeing off." After Zhou Changsheng finished speaking, he suddenly turned around: "Junior Brother Wu, I have something to ask you, can I?"

"What's up?"

"After reading the incense medicine, you go to Fuyue Restaurant and ask me if your master is willing to help King An."

Fuyue Restaurant? Master? Where did I get the master?

Wu Mian blinked: "Senior Brother Zhou, what are you talking about? I don't have a master?"

"No master? Where did the Hanyue Master come from in your hand?" Zhou Changsheng's mouth bent slightly, and he pulled out a smile, but he felt a sense of danger: "Anyone who has seen Zhao Xiangzhong's Hanyue Master will never forget."

Zhao Xiangzhong, the wind-strolling sword, Uncle Zhao? King An needs Uncle Zhao's help? Senior Brother Zhou knows Uncle Zhao? Uncle Zhao practices Hanyue Gong? He looked at my hand and recognized that I had internal skills, but the internal skills given to me by the bronze mirror are very similar to the one called Hanyue Gong that Uncle Zhao practiced. He admitted it wrong? By the way, Uncle Zhao offended a big man before. Is it because of this?

After silencedly stroking the doubts in his mind, Wu Mian said: "Senior Brother, you made a mistake... Uncle Zhao is not my master."

Zhou Changsheng raised his eyebrows, but did not speak, just looked at Wu Mian quietly.

Seeing him like this, Wu Mian could only continue: "Although I know internal skills, this internal skills were not taught by Uncle Zhao, but I learned them from other places. Uncle Zhao is just a visitor to my family."

Zhou Changsheng nodded without comment and said with a smile: "I don't care if he is your master, and King An will not care. Just bring him a message and ask him if he is willing to help King An. I won't blame you. Gao Chengzhu, the governor of Yuezhou, and my father are old acquaintances. As long as you bring your words, you can find Gao Zhizhou if you have any problems in your Wu family in the future."

Is this a threat?

Wu Mian frowned.

If the Wu family has something to do, you can find Gao Zhizhou, the old acquaintance of Zhou Changsheng’s father. If Zhou Changsheng’s father is unhappy, can you also find Gao Zhizhou to play the Wu family?

And the most important thing is, why is Zhou Changsheng so anxious to find Zhao Xiangzhong?

Zhou Changsheng had a pretty good attitude towards him before, but now he seems to have changed someone else, something is really wrong!

Could it be because I know that Uncle Zhao knows me... it's not right! Judging from the fact that he is so sure that Uncle Zhao knows me, he shouldn't have known it in the past two days, but he should have known it earlier! Maybe it was the day I entered school, or even when I came to Changshang to register! But why did he come to me now and want Uncle Zhao to help King An? Why didn't he go to Uncle Zhao by himself?

Has something happened recently... a plague?

There is no answer to brain-studying. After sorting out the questions in his mind, Wu Mian asked: "Why, let me find Uncle Zhao at this time?"

Wu Mian specially added accents to the four words at this time.

Zhou Changsheng was silent for a moment and said lightly: "I don't want to look for him at this time. But now I can only look for him."

"Why?"

Zhou Changsheng waved his hand: "No need to ask. If he is willing to tell you, then he will tell you after meeting King An."

Seeing that Zhou Changsheng was unwilling to answer, Wu Mian was unwilling to give up, but had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll ask later. Even I can't guarantee whether Uncle Zhao is willing to help King An."

"It's okay, if he doesn't want to, then no one will blame you... Sorry, you didn't need to go there, but I want to be more secure, so it's better for you to bring a message."

Listening to Zhou Changsheng's apology, Wu Mian couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, and said in a cold tone: "Is there a hostage to force Uncle Zhao to submit?"

"Don't worry, this matter will not harm him or you." Zhou Changsheng didn't care about it either, so he changed the topic: "Since you are not practicing Hanyue Gong, what are you practicing?"

Wu Mian now has a bad feeling about Zhou Changsheng and said casually: "Xia Ji Bada."

Xia Ji Bada? Xia Ji?
Chapter completed!