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Chapter 187: Master

When young Pang Tong opened his eyes, his first reaction was to see someone blocking his mouth and blowing hard into it. Although he was still a little confused, he could vaguely see the person blowing mouth to mouth.

the person's appearance.

Under the light of the fire, the man seemed to be... a man!

"Woo~wow...wow!" Although Pang Tong's head was still groggy, he used his remaining strength to slap Liu Qi's shoulder with his hand.

What he wanted to express was very simple.

Get out of here!

Liu Qi moved away and let out a long sigh.

When Pang Degong and Pang's wife saw that Pang Tong was awake, they were overjoyed and hurriedly and tremblingly stepped forward to protect Pang Tong.

Pang Degong hugged Pang Tong, weeping and greeting him.

The farmers and woodworkers who were watching around were shocked to see Liu Qi leaning over Pang Tong just now, blowing air from mouth to mouth and bringing the dead man back to life. They couldn't help but be surprised and started talking among themselves.

It’s not that Liu Qi’s method is so miraculous, it’s just that this method of rescuing people, which involves pressing the chest and blowing air into the mouth, has never been seen before.

During the Eastern Han Dynasty, "The Synopsis of the Golden Chamber" written by Zhang Ji actually recorded the life-saving measure of "air blowing therapy". However, the air blowing therapy recorded in "The Synopsis of the Golden Chamber" was not mouth-to-mouth blowing.

, but... blow your ears.

The original text is: If it is already stiff, gradually bend it forcefully and press its abdomen. After a while, the air will come out of the mouth and the breathing eyes will be opened. If it is still drawn, do not press it... and order two people to blow on it with a pipe.

For both ears, it is the best to heal them, and treat them all if they are alive.

Even in the Tang Dynasty, Sun Simiao's "Essential Prescriptions for Emergency Preparations" also recorded that "anyone who saves a person who has hanged himself must calm down his mind... Cover his mouth and nose with a pair of bamboo sticks, and blow his ears with two people."

It was not until the "Puji Fang" written by Zhu Ji in the Ming Dynasty that there was a record of cases of people blowing into the throat when hanging to save others.

It cannot be said that the ancients did not know the first aid method of blowing air into the mouth and nose, but maybe it was because of etiquette, or maybe it was because it was indecent. The specific reason is unknown, and they just didn't use it anyway.

Liu Qi stood up with Li Dian's help. He had been kneeling on the ground just now. His whole leg was a little numb and swollen, and his knees were also hurting.

Huang Xu stepped forward, wiped the dust off Liu Qi's body with his hands, and said, "Your Majesty, you are too condescending for this kid, aren't you?"

Liu Qi smiled faintly and said: "Although it is a bit excessive, if this incident can be spread, it will be a good story."

"What are the beautiful words Mr. Fu said?"

"Isn't it a great story that Mr. Liu saved a young man from the fire?"

Li Dian smiled awkwardly.

He leaned his head against Liu Qi's ear: "The problem is, Fu Jun kissed Yi Chou Jun on the lips. If this news spreads, I'm afraid it may not be a good talk."

Liu Qi was stunned when he heard this, and turned to look at Pang Tong who was lying on the ground.

Things were urgent and it was dark, so Liu Qi only focused on saving people, but did not pay him a serious look.

Now, by the light of the fire, Liu Qi had time to look at Pang Tong seriously...

A small crooked face that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with a flat nose bridge, big thick lips, and a garlicky nose.

Alas, that kind of appearance is really not flattering.

Liu Qi felt a nauseating feeling welling up from his lower abdomen, and sour water went straight into his mouth.

"vomit……"

Liu Qi burped lightly and immediately turned his head.

Huang Xu saw that Liu Qi looked different and asked with concern: "Master Fu, what are you doing?"

Liu Qi waved his hand and said softly: "It's okay, I just feel a little nauseous suddenly. I'll be fine in a while."



The fire in Mr. Pound's house was put out, and everyone hurriedly dispersed after working hard all night.

Liu Qi and others returned to Huang Chengyan's residence. Dian Wei was still sleeping soundly in his own house. The noisy sound just now did not disturb him at all.

That sleeping appearance is really like dying as many times as you want.

Liu Qi and others ignored him and just returned to their respective residences to catch up on their sleep.

I have to admit that Dian Wei is really a master criminal. He was running back and forth, lurking and setting fires, but no one noticed.

There are not many famous detectives these days. If you can't seize the evidence, you can't seize the evidence.

Besides, the house Pang Tong lived in was a thatched cottage, which was inherently flammable, and would easily catch fire if there was even a little bit of fire, so no one would specifically think in the direction of "someone started a fire".

So what if someone thinks this way?

Since Liu Qi came to see Pang Degong yesterday, he has been showing great courtesy.

Coupled with his desperate behavior to save the ugly man just now, who in his right mind would associate arson with him?

Huang Chengyan stayed with Pang Degong to help him take care of it, but Liu Qi and the others returned, and they were silent all night.

At noon on the second day, Huang Chengyan returned to his residence and informed Liu Qi that it was Duke Pang who invited him to meet him.

Liu Qi and others went immediately.

The four of them did not follow Huang Chengyan to Pang Degong's residence, but went to the edge of a nearby Bitan.

Bitan is at the foot of the mountain, and a grass pavilion was built at the junction of the mountain and the mountain. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, making it look particularly quiet.

Pang Degong and another elder were both in the thatched pavilion at the moment.

"Student Liu Qi, I have met Pang Gong..." When he said this, Liu Qi turned to look at the elder again.

The man stood up and introduced himself: "Old man Yingchuan Sima Hui."

"It turns out to be Mr. Sima. Nice to meet you."

Pang Degong stepped forward and bowed to Liu Qi.

Liu Qi knew that Pang Degong's move was to thank him for rescuing Pang Tong last night, so he hurriedly stepped aside.

Don't accept the courtesy of the elders.

"Sir, please don't do this. Liu Qi is a junior and cannot bear it."

Pang Degong sighed and said: "I am bowing to you. I thank you from the first generation for your kindness in rescuing me last night. I also thank you for your rebuke last night. If it hadn't happened last night, I might not have woken up yet."

Sima Hui said from the side: "No one is perfect, there is no need for Mr. Shang to blame himself so much."

Pang Degong smiled bitterly and said: "It's a pity that I often say that the magpie nests in the high forest and finds its place at dusk; the turtle nests under the abyss and finds its place at night... As a result, when things come to an end, you have to rely on others.

All the big words I made before were just jokes."

Liu Qi smiled and said: "It's just a trivial matter, what's the point? In fact, there is nothing wrong with what Pang Gong said. It's just that if you do everything you can, fate will inevitably end early. It's human nature to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. There is no right or wrong."

Pang Degong nodded: "You came to see me this time. What do you mean?"

"There is Zheng Gong in the north, who has founded his school and established a sect with disciples all over the world. There are more than ten thousand disciples. Compared with it, the Confucian classics in the south are completely useless. Now that the Jingchu school succeeds, it is expected to flourish. Liu Qi is here to invite Pang

The Duke left the mountain and went to Jingnan to work on the Five Classics in order to revive the academic style of the four counties in Jingnan."

Pang Degong stroked his beard and thought carefully.

According to his original character, he would definitely not accept Liu Qi's invitation. Let alone him, Liu Biao would not be tempted at all if he came.

But after what happened last night, Pang Degong also seemed to realize that if he had followed a path that was indifferent to fame and fortune during the Qing Dynasty, when the world was at peace, he might have been able to stand up, but in these troubled times, jackals, tigers and leopards were everywhere, and thieves and bandits were everywhere... Just like Liu Qi did last night

In other words, it may be difficult to protect oneself.

Pang Degong asked: "Liu Boyu, I heard that the respected master is Yuanjie Gong?"

Liu Qi said: "Yes."

"Since you are a disciple of Yuanjie, there is nothing wrong with joining me... Boyu, are you willing to respect me as your teacher again? Help me establish the Jingchu School?"

"I respect you as my teacher?"

Liu Qi was stunned for a moment, then understood Pang Degong's intention.

For Pang Degong's kindness yesterday, it would be a shame if he didn't come to help.

But after all, he has been hiding from the world for many years. If he is allowed to go out and show his face all year round and interact with people in Jingchu scholars, it is indeed not his style.

He just wants to be engaged in the five industries in name only.

Rather than doing something he doesn't like, it is better to delegate these things to others.

What Mr. Liu wanted to borrow was his reputation as Pang Shangchang, the leader of Jingchu scholars.

What I want is to live indifferently to the world and preserve myself.

If Liu Qi can join his sect, he can be regarded as the spokesperson of Pang's sect. Naturally, he can also act in the name of Pang Degong among Jingchu scholars.

Mr. Pang De, who was also saved, went out to deal with some things he didn't like.

These days, it is normal for a scholar to have different disciples as his disciples.

Even the great scholar Zheng Xuan successively worshiped the Fifth Yuanxian, Zhang Gongzu, Ma Rong and others as his teachers.

Even if Liu Qi had a nominal teacher, Zhang Jian, who was ranked eighth grade like his father Liu Biao, it would not delay him from entering Pang Degong's family again.

At that moment, Liu Qi was seen saying justice to Pang De: "Thanks to Mr. Shang Chang for not giving up, I am willing to serve him as my teacher."

Pang Degong smiled and said: "Very good."

Behind Pang Degong, Pang Tong, who had been dodging, suddenly ran out from behind the wooden pillar.

He came to Pang Degong and asked: "Uncle, if he enters my uncle's sect, should I call him senior brother or junior brother?"
Chapter completed!
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