I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 260 - 186: Master and Disciple

Long, long after,

Rong Heng finally calmed his breath and emotions.

In contrast, Gu Lan not only dipped the vinegar and garlic paste but also started gnawing on raw garlic!

Gu Lan: "Meals without garlic lack half the flavor, really, I’ve never lied."

Rong Heng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Gu Lan, behaving like this, no one will like you..."

"Who said that? Everyone likes me very much."

Beside her, Rong Miaoyan, who joined Young Master Gu in dipping garlic, raised her head: "What did Fifth Young Master Rong say?"

Rong Heng: "You don’t speak."

Rong Baoyi looked at the snow-white garlic cloves on the table with bright eyes, thinking, this is not garlic, this is the crystallization of love, the token of affection, the flower of hope!

Su Zixiao’s dishes were delicious, Gu Lan felt he had the capability to rival her second aunt.

Halfway through the meal, Jiu brought out two more jugs of wine.

"This is Qingke wine previously seized from the Qiangrong, everyone have a taste."

Gu Lan looked at the wine in her bowl, her heart moved: "Barley wine brewed by the Qiangrong, is there barley in the Snowfield?"

She remembered that barley was an extremely hardy crop.

Miaoyan nodded: "Yes, barley seems to be the only thing that can be cultivated on the Snowfield."

Gu Lan said: "Since it can survive on the Snowfield, why not try cultivating it for food?"

Miaoyan quickly reacted, widening her eyes, and thoughtfully said:

"The Snowfield can’t grow rice, and the Qiangrong people don’t like farming. They only grow barley for brewing wine, so they keep plundering on our Yan borders, but if they could grow their own food... I’ll write to Qin Zhenghu as soon as I return!"

Gu Lan drank a sip of Qingke wine, its complex and rich taste coated her mouth: "However, perhaps the Qiangrong have already thought of what I mentioned."

She didn’t know the specifics of the Snowfield or how the barley differed from current varieties, it was just a sudden idea.

"But still, we must inform them," Miaoyan said earnestly.

Upon hearing Gu Lan’s words, Rong Heng’s eyes revealed a trace of pride.

Although Lanlan likes eating garlic,

at least she is very clever.

After several rounds of drinks, everyone stepped away from the table and went into the courtyard.

As the cold wind blew, Su Zixiao suddenly burst into heroic cries and started singing military songs from the Yan border.

Gu Lan, hearing the sound, was stunned, sitting dazedly beside him to sober up.

So terrible, she felt her eardrums were mercilessly assaulted.

Unable to bear watching the singing Su Zixiao, Gu Lan croaked: "Stop singing, your voice is making my stomach ache."

At this moment, an aged yet angry shout came from the neighbors:

"Stop making noise, do you not know you’re disturbing us!"

Rong Heng, originally somewhat inebriated, quickly came to his senses upon hearing the shout.

"Master?"

A few days ago, You Ying sent news, saying he had spotted Du Changning in the Capital City.

But for some reason, Du Changning had clearly returned to the Capital, surely received news from the Magpie Workshop, yet he hadn’t actively reached out to him or the Magpie Workshop, nor responded to his letters.

The voice just now... if he didn’t mishear, it was Du Changning indeed.

Rong Heng furrowed his brows and asked Rong Baoyi, "Who lives next to the house you rented?"

Rong Baoyi thought for a moment: "The family next door is named Zhang. The Zhang family usually keeps their door closed, occasionally a servant takes an elder out for a walk."

Gu Lan drunkenly asked, "What’s wrong?"

Rong Heng said lightly, "I just thought I heard Du Changning’s voice."

Gu Lan quivered all over, thoroughly sobering: "Du Changning, your master!? He’s back?"

Wasn’t he out traveling the world during leisure?

Weren’t there said to be news in a month or two?

Weren’t they all seventy or eighty years old, might have encountered misfortunes already!

"Yes," Rong Heng nodded, the next moment he turned and leapt over, "I’ll go check, you all continue drinking."

Gu Lan had no time to stop him, watching Rong Heng flip over the high wall and vanish.

Du Changning’s voice?

She steadied herself, barely managed to empty a cup of wine handed over by Su Zixiao, then started tidying up her appearance.

No panic, her equipment is so grand and realistic, there won’t be problems... right.

If, perhaps, there isn’t Du Changning at all on the other side, Gu Lan consoled herself.

Rong Heng concealed his form, stepped into the so-called Zhang Family.

If the voice just now was truly Du Changning, hearing his tone didn’t seem restricted, so Rong Heng wasn’t overly cautious.

If it wasn’t Du Changning, then he would... have You Ying find Du Changning, ask what he was thinking, came back to the Capital but didn’t contact him.

"Bao’er, when do you think your senior brother will come to rescue us."

"I think it’s pretty good here, with food and drink, without wind or rain, Master, you should surrender."

"You brat, back then Little Feng had to call old me Tributer Du, now he dares to confine old me, indeed a tiger is preyed upon by dogs when it falls to the plains."

"Master, it’s not your fault for not knowing martial arts, can’t escape such a low wall."

"This is for me to rescue your Uncle Master Zhang..."

As soon as entering the backyard, Rong Heng overheard a conversation between an elder and a youth.

The familiar voice made him frown, ascertained that only a few servants guarded Zhang’s backyard, he directly appeared in front of Du Changning.

"Who’s Little Feng? Master, who are you confined by?"

The white-haired elderly speaking is none other than the previous Ghost Doctor, his master, Du Changning!

Du Changning paused, quickly reacting, tugged at the young child’s clothes beside him: "Come, quickly call senior brother."

Although he hadn’t seen Rong Heng in over four years, seeing Rong Heng for the first time, Du Changning still connected the cold, aloof teenager with the child who learned medicine from him.

—These expressions, just as cold and arrogant as it was in childhood.

The young child stared blankly at Rong Heng who appeared before him, a long time before asking: "Are you the Immortal from the heavens?"

Rong Heng furrowed his brows and looked at Du Changning: "Is this your newly accepted apprentice?" Seems not so clever.

Du Changning nodded, began explaining to Rong Heng.

Little Feng, is Zhang Fengcai.

Only Du Changning calls this name.

Originally, upon entering the Capital, he saw Zhang Fengcai’s post seeking a doctor, planning to come to the "Zhang Mansion" to treat someone, while essentially scamming Zhang Fengcai.

Back then, Du Changning was decreed to seek longevity, previously the Imperial Physician’s court-bestowed tributer, knew Zhang Fengcai wouldn’t dare to trouble him.

Nobody would trouble a doctor.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fengcai’s patient turned out to be the former Qianyuan Hall Chief Eunuch, the former Emperor’s most trusted eunuch—Zhang Ruoshui.

Du Changning cheerfully stepped into Zhang Mansion, the moment he saw his deceased friend who’s been gone for years, contemplating life, the next second he got tightly caught by arriving Zhang Fengcai.

The reason Zhang Fengcai posted a notice seeking common doctors, was to prevent palace Imperial Physicians from recognizing Zhang Ruoshui’s identity.

Changing to any palace-external doctor wouldn’t connect Zhang Mansion’s Madame’s biological father with the former Imperial Eunuch Zhang Ruoshui, but Du Changning... he knew him!

Seven years ago, Zhang Ruoshui followed the former Emperor, the Emperor decreed, Zhang Fengcai personally acted.

Now Zhang Ruoshui’s still alive, it’s deceiving the sovereign, Du Changning learned this, Zhang Fengcai could only silence him.

However, Zhang Ruoshui’s illness still required Du Changning’s treatment, Zhang Fengcai, for his godfather’s illness, had to confine him and his disciple Bao’er together in Zhang Mansion.

"Zhang Ruoshui’s still alive?" Rong Heng’s tone suddenly turned hushed, recalling scenes of the old eunuch going to great lengths to amuse him.

Du Changning nodded: "Alive, currently sleeping inside, unfortunately his old age, bad health, poor memory has long receded, even doesn’t recognize old me anymore. If you want to inquire about the past, I fear you won’t get answers."

Rong Heng’s eyes trembled: "No need to ask... knowing he’s alive is enough."

Du Changning sighed: "This old man can’t leave me yet, Little Feng’s using century-old ginseng, combined with my medical skills, can let him live another two years."

Then Rong Heng asked:

"Master, do you still remember treating anyone at Dingyuan Marquis Mansion back then?"