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Chapter 187 Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine

Nie Feng brought Ah Jiu forward, approaching the courtyard of the wooden house, and heard the sound of dogs barking.

The boy's heart moved, and he walked to the wooden house, and a thin yellow dog bared its teeth and growled at the two of them.

"Don't bark, we came here to visit your master, look, we brought some food!"

Ah Jiu bought a few catties of beef before leaving the city, and she picked out some and threw it in front of the yellow dog. The yellow dog, who had a flat stomach, didn't even look at the beef. It sensed the kindness of the man and woman in front of it, and barked. , knocking open the door of the wooden house that was concealed, as if leading the two people in.

Seeing that something was wrong, Nie Feng led Ah Jiu into the courtyard and pushed open the door, only to smell an unpleasant smell. Now the night is dark, but the lights in the house are not lit.

The young man only felt that the inside of the house was colder than the outside. With a glimmer of moonlight, he could only see an old man lying on a wooden bed in a corner of the wooden house, with his eyes closed, he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"Mr. Wen Chang, Mr. Wen Chang." Nie Feng squatted in front of the window, shaking the old man gently, but he didn't wake up after a few shakes. He stretched out his hand to touch Xu Wei's forehead, and felt the place where he touched it was hot.
Xu Wei stretched out his hand under the thin quilt, but it was icy cold. Knowing that the old man was just infected with the cold, he couldn't help waving his hand to Ah Jiu who was behind him.

"Ah Jiu, light up the lamp and boil some water. I'll give the old man medicine first. We are here today. The Ming Dynasty was not supported by the emperor's civil and martial arts alone. A person like Mr. Xu is also a historical figure." Drops of sea water."

No matter whether Ah Jiu was in the palace or in Shuilanxing, she had never served anyone, but no matter what Nie Feng asked her to do, she was always willing in her heart.

The princess smiled and went to Zhang Luo. The boy is traveling now. It can be said that it is a real medicine jar. The medicine never leaves his body. He feeds Xu Wei the medicine.

"Historical records show that when Xu Wei died, he had no family or friends by his side, only a family dog ​​accompanied him. He never expected to come here by himself today, as expected."

Now that Nie Feng is here, he will not let one of the most embarrassing talents of the Ming Dynasty die here. The medicine he brought is so appropriate. Ming people have never used antibiotics, and the effect is amazing. Nie Feng fed the princess again and boiled it. Not only for a moment, Xu Wei on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

"Who are you? Who are you? I am a murderous man. After death, I should go to Abi Hell. How can I see such a fairy boy?"

Xu Wei opened his eyes, saw a man and woman in front of him who looked like people, and couldn't help shouting.

Ah Jiu saw the madness in the old man's eyes, and couldn't help but pull on Nie Feng's sleeve in fear.

"Xu Gong, we are from the heavens, we cannot bear Xu Gong to suffer here, and take care of Xu Gong."

Nie Feng held the hand of the princess beside him and said slowly to Xu Wei.

"People in the heavens are turbid, and everything in the world is turbid. Even angels, how can they come here from pollution?"

Xu Wei sighed loudly, Nie Feng knew that his knot was still unresolved, so he couldn't help but click on the tidbits of Ming literati in his mind.

This tidbit was specially made by Nie Feng when he lamented that the literary style of the Ming Dynasty was not as prosperous as that of the Tang and Song Dynasties when he was working on the video. Later generations spoke highly of Xu Wei, a literati of the Ming Dynasty.

Xu Wei is a proud person by nature, and his lack of energy in his later years, his official career has not been smooth, and being despised by the world is the main reason.Now a phantom suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, a nice man narrating, actually valued him so much, the old man was stunned for a while.

"The Ming Dynasty's literary style was not prosperous, and it was far from being comparable to that of the Tang and Song Dynasties. Cheng Zhu's Neo Confucianism flourished, but the main reason is that the literati suppressed their nature, so there are no works of sincerity and emotion."

"The literati of the Ming Dynasty were skilled in poetry, calligraphy, painting and opera. Xu Weiye was the one who excelled in everything. Since the literary world prospered in all nine states, scholars all over the world did not look at specialization. The one who knew everything and was good at everything was Xu Weiye!"

"Everyone in the world knows that there is no madness, no survival, but they don't know that wisdom is as high as the sky, so they are naturally crazy and arrogant. I only have one wish in my life, that Xu Wei and Mr. Xu will not feel sorry for themselves, do not hurt themselves, and be high-spirited. .”

In front of Xu Wei, he was named a child prodigy when he was young, he failed the imperial examination, took refuge in Hu Zongxian, everything went wrong, he had hallucinations, he hacked his wife to death, and seven years in prison all came to mind.

"There are tens of thousands of officials seeking fame and fortune in the world, but there is only one Xu Wei. After a hundred years and a thousand years, the world will only know Xu Wei's literary name. How can they remember the officials of the Ming Dynasty?"

The last sentence of the video seemed to wake up Xu Wei.

"The world only knows the name of Xu Wei, how can they know the officials of the Ming Dynasty?"

The old man muttered, watching the madness in the eyes of Nie Feng and Ah Jiu, and finally dissipated slowly.

"Brother Nie Feng, it's really strange that this person is not afraid of your shadow."

Princess Taiping was puzzled, but Nie Feng knew that Xu Wei was originally a talented person. Such a person was not constrained by the secular views on haircuts. , I don’t know how many more bizarre things than Nie Feng’s video have been seen.

"You, you made this phantom? Good article, although the style is different from the plain text, it is indeed a good article, and the soundtrack is not bad, but whoever plays the old man in the phantom is really unbearable!"

Xu Wei is Xu Wei.The entry point was completely different from others, Nie Feng saw his eyes gradually becoming clearer, liked him in his heart, took out the medicine from his bosom, and put it on the table in front of Mr. Xu.

"Three pills a day, as long as Xu Gong takes this medicine, there will be no serious problems. The public has a great talent, and it should go straight to heaven. I think it will not be difficult for the public to become an emperor in half a month at most. How about it?"

"Okay, fairy medicine, let's talk about it first, it's okay to take medicine and drink alcohol? If there is no alcohol, what is the use of this medicine? It's a pity that there is no wine in the house today, so I can't express my feelings with the two envoys of heaven. ah."

This man thinks about drinking before his illness is completely cured, and he would rather not be cured if he has no alcohol. Ah Jiu felt contemptuous in his heart. Looking at Nie Feng, the young man took out a jug of good wine from his arms. here.

"As far as Mr. Xu's place, medicine is nothing. A pot of good wine and half a broken poem are good things. Ah Jiu, bring the beef. I'll have a few drinks with Mr. Xu."

When Xu Wei heard that there was wine, he liked it in his heart, and sat up from the bed all at once. ,
Nie Feng spread the beef and wine on the table, and together with Ah Jiu, talked about poetry, calligraphy and painting with the old man in front of him, and the words were very speculative.

The young man was a person who discussed poetry with Li Taibai and Du Fu, and now he is talking with scholars in the Ming Dynasty, every sentence is on the point, Xu Wei can't help admiring, when it comes to joy, Nie Feng even took out the broken poems, Put it in front of Xu Wei.

"I have become a poor man for half my life, and the evening wind is blowing in my independent study, and now I am rising from the south mountain with high spirits, and I am going north to patrol the Forbidden Palace with my hands behind my back!"

Nie Feng took two brushes to continue Xu Wei's poem, which was naturally a bit reluctant, but Xu Wei was very happy with the high-spirited rebirth.

(End of this chapter)