Chapter 434: The Wind Patriarch Who Was Rectified

In Feng Mansion, after a night of tangled ideological struggles, Feng Shao finally lost to the dense rash on his body.

"Let's drink the decoction!"

As Feng Qianwei said, Fang Zi has already opened here, whether it is used or not is his business.

If it weren't for the unbearable itching and the unbearable pain, he would also like to use this seemingly disgusting recipe, but there is no way, who makes him unbearable?

To this end, Feng Shao could only overcome the psychological difficulties, and listed the medicinal materials on the prescription, and ordered people to get the medicine.

Of course, as for Fang Zi's most crucial point, horse urine, Feng Shao planned to get it himself.

After all, he is also the head of the dignified Fengfu family. What if he asks the servants to fetch the horse urine for decoction, and the servants will talk about it in the future?

He didn't want to be a laughing stock in Longchamp City.

Therefore, he has to control the matter of taking and decocting the medicine himself and not be known by outsiders.

"master!"

The servants of Fengfu's stables were terrified when they saw Feng Shao's sudden arrival.

This is the place where the horses live. The horses eat and drink here. The smell is naturally very strong. Feng Shaoke will not take a look at it normally.

Even if he passed by, Feng Shao would take a detour.

"The owner of the family wanted to pick a good horse to give away, so he came to see it in person."

Feng Shao threw his hands behind his back, and said with a serious expression on his face.

In his hand, he was holding a clay pot.

"This horse is very good. It's called Red in the Snow! Look, sir, it's red and soft, and it's shiny. It runs very fast."

The servants of the stables quickly introduced them.

"Okay, the owner of the family knows, you should step back."

Feng Shao said impatiently.

"Yes!"

The servant of the stable nodded and hurriedly retreated.

However, it was strange in his heart. The master chooses a horse when he chooses a horse. Why does he carry a utensil like a chamber pot in his hand?

"Which horse to choose?"

Just when no one was around, Feng Shao quickly bent down, holding a clay pot in one hand and pinching his nose in the other, observing in the stable.

However, after walking around the entire stable, Feng Shao found that no horse was urinating at all.

He looked at the low-lying area in the stables. There was a lot of black water accumulated there, and it looked particularly disgusting. After Feng Shao took a look, he decisively shook his head and gave up the idea of ​​​​picking it from the ground.

For this reason, Feng Shao could only wait.

It's just that he has been pinching his nose for a long time and has to let go of his hands to breathe.

This time, the terrifying stench rushed in, and Feng Shao vomited directly.

"Oh my God!"

Feng Shao complained in his heart and almost ran away.

However, he was afraid that if someone else came to fetch the horse urine, it would be spread out, and then he would be ashamed and embarrassed, but he had to fetch the horse urine himself.

After clenching his teeth, Feng Shao could only stand farther away and wait patiently.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw a black horse urinating, so his eyes were shining, as if he had seen a baby falling from the sky, he rushed over excitedly.

However, just when Feng Shao was about to put down the clay pot containing horse urine to pick it up, the black horse was a little startled when he saw the stranger, and actually neighed and kicked Feng Shao away.

"what!"

Feng Shao screamed and rolled several meters uncontrollably.

"Bone is about to break..."

After getting up, his whole body was extremely dirty, as if he had come out of a stinky ditch.

Looking at the clay pot again, he had already let go when he rolled out, hitting the wooden post of the stable and breaking into two halves.

"Why is it so difficult!"

Feng Shao was about to burst into tears, however, due to the pain of the poisonous rash on his body, no matter how depressing he was now, he would have to endure it.