Chapter 216: Zhuangyuan Lou explores the truth and reality

"What do you ask about?"

In the lobby on the first floor, Xiao Fuyi looked at the person who asked.

This person is dressed as a chivalrous man and has a sword at his waist.

Make a big shot.

He gave the gossip and storyteller silver.

Storytellers are good at collecting gossip.

For the sake of money, he immediately opened his mouth.

"The little miracle doctor came out of nowhere."

"He cured the little son of Lord Yan, the young master of Dali Temple."

"It is said that he also cured the young owner of Herentang."

The people of the rivers and lakes made a thought.

"Then no one knows what his last name is, and where he came from?"

Such a person, the emperor also dares to use it?

Aren't you afraid that he will kill the Seventh Prince?

"I don't know what it's called, but it seems to be surnamed Xiao."

The Jianghu man looked happy, and picked up the storyteller.

"Are you sure it's Xiao?"

"It's hard to say."

The storyteller was threatened, and he didn't blink an eye.

It's still a hippie smile, as if it's not afraid of death.

"This lord, you're not from Yanjing, are you?"

"In the champion building, you can fight, but you don't fight."

The collar was lifted, and the storyteller pointed to the two big Buddhas, one fat and one thin, at the entrance of the Zhuangyuan Building.

"Are you sure you can beat those two?"

The Jianghu people followed his gaze and glanced towards the door.

The fat one was nine feet tall.

The thin one is like a bamboo pole.

The two of them stood in the doorway with their arms crossed, both smiling on their faces.

But if you don't look at them deliberately, you don't have the slightest sense of existence.

Such talents are terrible!

He let go of the storyteller.

"I'm sorry, I'm new to Yanjing, and I don't understand the rules here."

As soon as he apologized, the atmosphere in the entire lobby seemed to be more harmonious.

Xiao Fuyi also looked at the two people at the door.

They don't stand there all the time.

Occasionally, the champion building is busy, and he also runs the hall.

A master like this can integrate himself into the market, which can be regarded as a return to the basics.

"It doesn't matter."

The storyteller was an old man with a long beard.

He ripped open the folding fan.

"That little miracle doctor, is his real surname Xiao?"

The Jianghu people calmed down and asked again.

This time, it was much more polite.

"Isn't it, what's the matter?"

The storyteller asks rhetorically,

"If you are looking for a doctor and asking for medicine, do you still choose the doctor's surname?"

It's not picky.

But Queshan Xiao is different.

On the other side, the Yan Wangfu also got the news.

The miracle doctor who treated the Seven Princes was a descendant of the Xiao family of Queshan.

Xuan Feng rushed back from outside, and without drinking a sip of water, he reported the news to King Yan.

Yanwang Study:

"Master, Xuan Feng went to find the divine doctor and see you for you!"

"Not necessarily."

Yan Zhaoxi shook his head.

Others don't know, he doesn't know?

What is the descendant of the Xiao family of Queshan, it is Xiao Fuyi who is disguised and disguised!

"Why?"

Xuan Feng was puzzled.

Was it something that happened during the time he was gone?

He looked at Xuan Yu.

Xuan Yu shrugged his shoulders and glanced at his master carefully.

"The little miracle doctor rumored outside is the princess."

Princess?

"How is that possible!"

Xuan Feng heard about the style of the little divine doctor, and thought that someone from the Xiao clan of Queshan had appeared.

I never thought that it would be Xiao Fuyi.

But seeing that the prince didn't refute it, he knew that Xuanyu was not a liar.

"What is she pretending to be a miracle doctor?"

"It's not impersonation, the princess's medical skills are good."

The name of the miracle doctor is well deserved.

Xuanyu watched how Xiao Fuyi governed the son of Shaoqing's family in Dali Temple.

He has a voice.

What's more, these days, the princess regulates her master's body.

The master and son are not having seizures.

"Just her?"

Xuan Feng remained vigilant.