Zhang He is an ordinary person.

It's not ugly, and it's not pretty either.

At most, he can be said to have good facial features and a fair temperament. Among ordinary people, he is considered to be below average, but among the group of literary scholars, he is definitely a laggard.

Kang Shi also thought that he was not good-looking enough, so he was prejudiced and did not consider defecting to Zhang He. He was confident in his appearance.

At first glance, it sounds like Kang Shi is quite exaggerated. Just look down on someone if you don't like them. Why attack someone based on their appearance?

In fact, this is really not a special case.

Such is the general environment.

You must know that when selecting talents before the destruction of the Xin Kingdom, in addition to the obvious assessment of family background, conduct, ability, and literary class, there was also an invisible but not to be ignored criterion - appearance!

A good appearance can easily lead you to the emperor's palace.

If you don't look good, it will be difficult to be selected.

For example, Zhang He, this unlucky child.

Regardless of his low background, he is still the son of a small and lonely clan, barely able to reach the threshold of the gentry. With his birth qualifications, plus his middle-to-upper-class Wenxin rank, and his character and ability, it stands to reason that he should not be selected for official service.

Disaster.

It can even be considered a sure shot.

However, his appearance is not impressive, and he failed three times in the hidden aspect of "appearance" - three times he ran for election and three times he was defeated.

Zhang He was naturally unwilling to be like this for the rest of his life.

So he found a new path and relied on his superb medical skills to join the Imperial Medical Office of the Xin Kingdom. In just a few years, he was promoted to the position of imperial physician and firmly occupied the position of the top leader of the medical office. When the time is right, and with the trust of the king, the transformation can be completed smoothly.

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Medical education is not Zhang He’s ultimate pursuit.

But before he could really become famous, he suddenly disappeared, and there were reports that he was secretly executed.

In the general environment of chaos among the northwest countries, no one really cares about the whereabouts of the Imperial Physician Order of one country.

In addition, the Xin State soon fell into internal and external troubles, and was killed by the Geng State army led by Zheng Qiao. There was no place for them to fight back. Naturally, no one jumped out to pursue the former imperial physician Ling Zhang He and Lingzhou Yi Ruzhang.

Congratulations on the relationship.

Zhang He has lived quite a happy life these years.

Not only is he regarded as a living god by the people of Lingzhou, but he is also worshiped in a shrine, worshiped in statues and other high-standard treatment.

But now, this living god was using an extremely complicated inquiry, looking at Shen Tang suspiciously, as if he wanted to see someone through her. Seeing that he didn't answer, Shen Tang asked again: "Mr. Zhang is looking like this

What are you doing down there?"

She asked calmly, but her heart was pounding.

Could it be that Zhang He really saw himself?

Does he know his background?

As a person with amnesia, Shen Tang is most afraid of meeting so-called "acquaintances" because it is difficult to judge whether they are friends or foes.

Gong Xiqiu, who was on one side, also noticed Zhang He's loss of composure, narrowed his eyes slightly, put his fist against the corner of his mouth, and coughed casually, but it sounded like thunder in Zhang He's ears, and he suddenly woke up.

Zhang He's face turned slightly pale, and his breath suddenly surged gently.

A little red appeared on his pale face.

"It's okay, it's okay. Please step aside and don't be rude to the distinguished guests. I'm just surprised that the young man looks like an old friend. I lost my temper for a moment. Please forgive me."

He raised his hand to stop the secret guard from drawing his sword.

"Everyone get out!"

The guard said: "Wei."

Zhang He said apologetically: "I've frightened you two."

Shen Tang didn't care and just asked: "It's very similar?"

Is it so similar that he, who has seen strong winds and waves like this, also shows such a gloomy expression, so shocked that he can't recover for a long time?

At the same time, Shen Tang calmed down a little.

Her current appearance was disguised by Yuan Liang based on the original one, and it is somewhat different from her original appearance.

If they are very similar, it must be a coincidence.

How many similar people are there in the world?

Not surprising.

Zhang He smiled slightly and said: "They are not very similar. They are similar in appearance but similar in spirit. At first glance, you will mistake them for each other, but if you look carefully, you will know that they are two people. It's just that the inscription on Xiaolang's waist has only been on you all my life. I’ve seen it, it’s as clear as crystal glass.”

In the blink of an eye, Zhang He's demeanor returned to normal, and there was no sign of any loss of composure - maybe it was because he had been dealing with medicinal patients for many years, or maybe he was taking good care of himself. There was an indescribable look of compassion in his brows, which was eye-catching. So amiable.

It feels similar to Gu Ren.

Both of them are masters with a "good guy" aura, and they can give people an initial favorable impression above the passing mark at first glance.

Shen Tang: "Is this color very rare?"

She looked down at the inscription.

His fingers rubbed the slightly cool surface.

Zhang He Fuxu: "Very few."

All the Wen Xin monograms and Wu Dan Tiger talismans he had seen were colored. No matter how light the color was, they were not as transparent and colorless as Shen Tang's. Because they were rare, they left a deep impression on them.

"We also have such a rare color, and we are somewhat similar, which shows that I have a deep connection with that husband. I wonder where he is now? If possible, I would like to pay him a visit, and maybe he can become a confidant. ." Shen Tang probed.

Hearing the word "confidant", Gong Xiqiu looked sideways. Shen Tang's attention was on Zhang He and did not pay attention to him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang He shook his head regretfully.

"That person is no longer here."

"He's gone? Mr. Zhang means that the person has... I'm sorry, I didn't intend to touch Mr. Zhang's sadness..."

Zhang He said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter."

The "old friend" he mentioned was not actually an "old friend". This word was just an excuse he used casually.

Zhang He looked at Shen Tang and recalled in a casual conversation: "...When I saw 'him', 'he' was already in the coffin, his eyes were closed, his skin was white and rosy, and his chest did not rise and fall. He looked like a real person. .It's a pity that he died young..."

Shen Tang felt a bit chilly for no reason.

The look on Zhang He's face when she talked about this "old friend" didn't seem like she was missing an old friend, but rather like she was missing some rare treasure, which made her feel inexplicably unhappy. She frowned inwardly, not knowing where this emotion came from. At that time, I heard Gong Xiqiu speak again.

"I seem to have some impression of the person you mentioned."

For some reason, Gong Xiqiu's face was cold and cold, as if covered with a layer of freezing frost, and there was a faint layer of murderous intent.

"May I ask Mr. Lang what your surname is?" Zhang He asked.

Faced with Gong Xiqiu's obvious emotional change, Zhang He glanced past Shen Tang and landed on Gong Xiqiu, not caring about the latter's threatening warning. At this time, he saw the inconspicuous snake on the collar of Gong Xiqiu's clothes. Tattoo totem, pupils contracted.

The muscles under the clothes tensed involuntarily.

The secret guard saw this and became vigilant.

If Gong Xiqiu and Gong Xiqiu make any malicious moves, they will be greeted by a deadly siege from this group of secret guards!

Gong Xiqiu looked at his reaction and smiled.

"Seeing this family crest, don't you think it's a waste of time to ask this question? What do you think my last name should be?"

Zhang He exhaled a breath: "Gongxi."

He rarely mentioned these two words, and it was difficult to pronounce them.

But I have already recited them by heart.

Gong Xiqiu sneered: "It's hard for you to remember."

This time, it’s Shen Tang who enters theater-watching mode.

I'm curious about the grievances between these two.

Zhang He ignored Gong Xichou's malice and sighed: "Did Mr. Gongxi come here today to seek revenge? I have heard about what happened to the Gongxi clan, and I felt deeply sorry for the nobles' experience. But after the Gongxi clan was annihilated, I The disaster has nothing to do with me..."

What he said was really not a lie.

It really has nothing to do with him.

He understood Gong Xiqiu's eagerness to avenge his people and sympathized with him, but it was better to find the right target to find his enemies. Not to mention that Zhang He didn't have the ability at all. Even if he did, he was the imperial physician of Xin State at that time. , and could not reach out to the Gongxi clan living in seclusion in the Geng Kingdom...

His hands are not that long yet.

There is also a basic method to be taught when seeking revenge.

"Who said I came here to seek revenge?"

Gong Xichou raised his eyebrows. If he was here to seek revenge, he would have taken action the moment the two of them met. How could these useless guards in the dark stop him? If they couldn't get up, it would only be Zhang He's life and death. The difference between living more than ten breaths.
To be continued...