Zhan Peng said, "My father taught me from childhood that a kindness of a single drop must be repaid with a gushing spring. Young Master Hu showed me kindness. First he saved my father, then he helped me out of a tight spot. Now that he's in trouble, if I turn a blind eye, how could I have the face to go on living in this world?"
Yuan Shiqing slowly nodded. "Young Master Hu is a rare genius of our age. His medical skills are marvelous and unmatched. In all my years of practicing medicine, I've never met a young man as gifted as him. I only hope he doesn't run into trouble." At this, he shook his head again. "Why did Young Master Hu have to become an official? With his medical skills, he could have lived peacefully as a physician without so much trouble."
Hearing this, Hu Xiaotian inwardly laughed at Yuan Shiqing's pedantry. Even if he had become a physician, he would hardly have escaped this political storm. The emperor was targeting the Hu Family. In politics, enemies with opposing views were treated with cold ruthlessness-even uprooted like weeds, roots and all. Only that could eliminate future trouble.
Though Zhan Peng could hold his liquor well, he did not drink to excess. After three bowls of wine, he began eating, then bid Yuan Shiqing farewell once he was full. He shouldered his pack, took his saber and arrows, and headed down the stairs. Yuan Shiqing escorted him all the way outside the tavern, then went straight to the nearby Easy Origin Hall after they parted.
Seeing Zhan Peng untie the golden-bay horse tethered to a tree, Hu Xiaotian thought for a moment before finally walking over.
Zhan Peng was a wary man. While drinking with Yuan Shiqing,