Daming Junior Scholar

Zeng Yifan didn't know that Tang Yi had inadvertently seen his whereabouts clearly, and he followed the team in fear. He was originally an imperial doctor in the imperial hospital, and when did he do such sneaky things? After finally entering Li Fu's house, he let out a long sigh of relief, it seemed that he was really not suitable for this kind of thing.

Ever since receiving Zhang Yong's reply, Li Fu has been ecstatic, looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally invited Zeng Yifan to the living room. But suffering from the disease of leaving the soul?"

"This..." Zeng Yifan didn't know how to describe this pig teammate. There are so many difficult and miscellaneous diseases in the world, which one do you say is bad, but He Jia'an suffered from the disease of leaving the soul. Since I came into contact with He Jia'an, How could he have any symptoms of leaving the soul?He speaks clearly and clearly, and occasionally says that he is sleepy, which is also a fault of being tired. Even if he is like this, it is impossible for him to put the hat of the disease of leaving the soul on his head.

Thinking of this, the expression on Zeng Yifan's face suddenly became a little unsightly. He lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "Eunuch Li is not looking for a good reason, but he is looking for this disease of leaving the soul. Look now Mr. He, you don't look confused at all, you are clearly embarrassing yourself."

"This..." Li Fu's smile suddenly froze on his face, he stared at Zeng Yifan dumbfounded, trying to find a trace of a joke on his face, but after watching for a while, he finally shook his head in frustration: "Physician Zeng, can't you really find out why He Jiaan is sick?"

"It's not impossible." Zeng Yifan's words gave Li Fu confidence again, and he fixed his eyes on Zeng Yifan, waiting to hear exciting news from him.

For some reason, seeing Li Fu's excited face, Zeng Yifan always felt a little sorry for He Jia'an. Think about it, he has traveled all over the past few years for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, fighting south and north, but he himself Woolen cloth?

What is the point of following behind these eunuchs, only knowing to pull his hind legs?The only ones who benefit are probably only these eunuchs.

But no matter how uncomfortable he felt, Zeng Yifan could only swallow his breath when he thought of his family in the capital. He collected himself and took out the paper that he recorded He Jiaan's illness that day, and put it on the table.

Li Fu was also a person who went to an inner school. Although he knew some characters, he couldn't understand the terms written by Zeng Yifan, so he smiled embarrassingly: "Master Zeng should tell the miscellaneous family himself."

Hehe, I know you must not understand, Zeng Yifan scorned in his heart, then pointed to the words on it and said: "Please look, Eunuch Li, all the diseases recorded on it are some diseases of Mr. He, although they don't seem to be serious. It’s a big deal, but if you look carefully, you can still find out some causes.”

"For example, here, Mr. He said that he often feels sleepy. We can understand that it means that his head is abnormal and he needs more rest."

"Also here, the pain in the lower back may be a sign of a protruding waist, and I need to rest."

After a few rests, Li Fu seemed to understand, and the smile hung on his face again: "The miscellaneous family understands. Whether He Jiaan is sick or not depends on the words of Imperial Doctor Zeng."

I actually didn't want to convey such thoughts to Li Fu, but what he said was not wrong, since I have chosen to go down this road, then don't worry about the word of conscience, just grit your teeth, and tell He Jiaan directly that you are terminally ill , need to rest and it's over.

At that time, the affairs here will be decided by Li Fu. He will return to his own capital and continue to be his own imperial physician. The son of the family can also return to the academy to study. As for He Jiaan... I think I can come back after a few months of rest. In this position, when the time comes, everyone will get what they need, isn't it a good thing?

After comforting himself for a long time in his heart, Zeng Yifan finally left Li Fu, still dressed in the same way, still in the same route, but when he just returned to his courtyard, someone knocked on the courtyard door, and then Tang Jian Standing outside the door with a smile on his face: "Doctor Zeng, my husband is here to invite you."

"Oh, I'll come right away." The clothes on his body had just been changed halfway, and Tang Jian didn't know if Tang Jian saw anything wrong. After getting dressed, he followed Tang Jian to a courtyard of the government office. As soon as he entered the courtyard, his nose smelled a strong smell of meat. A figure was facing away from him and he didn't know what was being roasted. Probably hearing the voice behind him, the person turned his head and glanced, Zeng Yifan immediately saw that this person was clearly He Jiaan.

"Emperor Zeng has been here for so many days, and He didn't find time to entertain you. It's not just that someone brought fresh mutton, and he skewered the meat when he had nothing to do, so that you can also taste my craftsmanship when I started. "

Regarding how He Jiaan started his business, there are many rumors in the capital. Some say that he got his property by marrying into the Chen family, some say that his family is a big landlord, and some say that all his money comes from Japanese pirates. They were snatched from there, anyway, there are all kinds of sayings, but no one said that He Jiaan started his business by relying on these mutton skewers.

Zeng Yifan didn't seem to believe He Jiaan's words, just sat next to He Jiaan, and then watched him pick up one and hand it in front of his face: "Physician Zeng tried some of He's crafts, but he hasn't done it for a long time, and he doesn't know the craft Are you rusty?"

After receiving it, Zeng Yifan took a look at it first. The meat skewers in his hand were bright in color, the mutton was tender and covered with a layer of red pepper. Just by looking at it, he seemed to feel a strong fragrance.

After taking a sip in his mouth, Zeng Yifan couldn't help stretching out his thumb: "Master He's craftsmanship is really good."

"Hehe, eat more if it tastes good." He Jiaan smiled and handed over a few more skewers, and picked them up himself, chewing slowly with a worried look, without even looking at Zeng Yifan.

Seeing He Jiaan's behavior, Zeng Yifan was a little bit confused, no matter how delicious the mutton skewers were in his mouth, there was no taste, until after eating all the mutton skewers in front of him, he stopped and put down the stick At the time, he smiled and said: "Zeng thanked Mr. He for his hospitality. It's getting late, and Zeng has to go down to rest first."

Looking up at the sun, He Jia'an said flatly: "What's the rush for Doctor Zeng? Since you're here, I happen to have something to ask you."

"Master He, please tell me." Zeng Yifan felt a sudden thump in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

He Jiaan slowly ate the meat skewers in his hands, then raised his head and asked, "Emperor Zeng has been here for so many days, what disease do you think I have?"

"This..." Zeng Yifan was a little caught off guard by He Jiaan's words. He was stunned for a moment before realizing it. After rolling his eyes a few times, he secretly gritted his teeth and said, "Master He, what you got is probably Lihun disease."

Chapter 1371

Chapter 1371

"Oh?" He Jia'an's voice finally had a trace of doubt, but it seemed that he did not expect it, and smiled: "What is this disease of leaving the soul?"

If he talked about anything else, he would have revealed his truth in a few or five sentences, but when he talked about the disease of leaving the soul, Zeng Yifan still had confidence in his heart, and he opened his mouth with these words in his heart: "The so-called disease of leaving the soul... ..."

He even thought about what to say next, but He Jiaan suddenly stretched out his hand, and his tone contained a strong sense of refusal: "Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Zeng Yifan was taken aback for a moment.

The expression on He Jiaan's face became a little strange, and he shook his fingers: "What I want to hear is not what doctor Zeng told me about the disease of leaving the soul, but what I want to hear is which one of me fits the so-called disease of leaving the soul. disease."

"This..." He Jiaan asked sharply about the root, and Zeng Yifan felt the cold sweat on his forehead bursting out. He forced himself to smile calmly, and said embarrassingly: "Master He said that you usually have hair on your head. Pain, dizziness, insomnia, dreaminess, these..."

Speaking of this, even Zeng Yifan couldn't make it up. It is true that He Jiaan said these words to himself, but the problem came again. Everyone seemed to have these things. If you don't say anything else, you will I have committed these things because I have no money. If this is considered a disease, then most people in the world have such a disease.

His voice became smaller and smaller, until at the end, Zeng Yifan forcibly summed up his words: "In fact, this disease of leaving the soul is not a serious disease. Some people may not understand who they are all their lives. But some people would be fine if they were alive.”

He Jiaan couldn't help but be amused by Zeng Yifan's words, looked up at him, and asked with a smile: "Then do you think my disease can be cured or not?"

"Of course it can be cured." Zeng Yifan nodded hastily, and then felt that he agreed too quickly, what should he do with Eunuch Zhang's request?What should I say next? After thinking about it, I shook my head: "In my opinion, Mr. He's illness still needs a lot of rest. If you don't pay attention, it will become more serious."

"Oh, it's so serious." He Jia'an replied lightly, and then turned his attention to the meat skewer in his hand.

Zeng Yifan didn't know whether He Jiaan believed it or not, just when he breathed a sigh of relief, He Jiaan suddenly turned his head and asked a word, his whole body suddenly felt like a cold air rising from his feet, and then he was caught Freeze firmly.

"What did Li Fu tell you?"

He Jiaan's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in his ears. Zeng Yifan opened his mouth, wanting to deny He Jiaan's accusation, but he didn't have the courage to deny it. Just when he was at a loss , a steel knife was suddenly placed on his neck, and then he heard Tang Jian say with a smile: "Doctor Zeng, my husband asked you something, why didn't you answer?"

"I... this..." Zeng Yifan finally realized that the actions he thought he was meticulous had already fallen into the eyes of He Jiaan, but this matter was of great importance. I want to live in the capital.

Thinking of this, Zeng Yifan gritted his teeth, and his voice suddenly became louder: "He Jiaan, I am an imperial doctor, and I came here by the emperor's order. If you dare to kill me, the emperor will definitely not let you go."

"What did you say? Your Majesty?" He Jia'an suddenly had a sly smile on his face as if he had heard something funny: "The doctor Zeng's words are different, how dare I kill you? I am a law-abiding official of the Ming Dynasty. His hands are all stained with the blood of Japanese pirates, how could he do anything to his own people."

Hearing this, Zeng Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that He Jiaan was nothing more than that, and quickly pointed to the steel knife on his neck: "Hurry up and take the knife away."

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, instead of taking the knife away, he heard Tang Jian's almost mocking laughter: "Did Zeng Taiyi have been an official for a long time, and even the four words "dangerous" Have you never heard of it? You don’t want to ask, who in this world dares to come to Paju to threaten my husband? Don’t say it’s you, is King Ning powerful? Have you heard of Min Ersi from Jiulianzhai? As for the names of those Japanese pirates You must have never heard of it, even they can't do anything about my husband, so why don't you come here and pretend."

"Tang Jian." He Jia'an seemed a little displeased, raised his head and glanced at him lightly: "Have you forgotten all the things I taught you? Trembling is a common trick of bad guys. We are good people, just Don't waste so much words."

Tang Jian blushed and nodded quickly: "Sir, I understand."

After finishing speaking, Tang Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed Zeng Yifan's collar and pulled it back. At this time, Zeng Yifan had already understood that He Jia'an didn't bother to listen to his explanation, and wanted his life directly.

"Lord He, you can't kill me, how can you explain to the emperor if you kill me?"

"Explanation?" He Jiaan smiled: "Of course it can be explained. For example, Doctor Zeng was robbed by bandits on the way, or maybe Japanese pirates attacked the border. Isn't it just to find a reason, and it's not a big deal."

Seeing He Jiaan's indifferent face, Zeng Yifan became more and more frightened. Seeing that the distance between him and He Jiaan was getting farther and farther, he seemed to feel that his life was also far away from him. At this moment, he didn't know where to go. With the power coming, Zeng Yifan suddenly shouted loudly: "Master He, I will tell you, I will tell you everything."

Tang Jian's footsteps finally stopped, and he asked indifferently: "Doctor Zeng, after all, you are also an imperial doctor. Do you feel happy after tossing and turning, and I will ask you one more question, should I say it or not?"

"Say, I'll tell, I'll tell you everything." Originally, Zeng Yifan only regarded Tang Jian as an ordinary servant, but now when he looked at his smiling face, he always felt a chill on the back of his neck. Nodding desperately, for fear of making him impatient, he cut it off with a single knife.

Zeng Yifan was finally brought back to He Jiaan's side, and He Jiaan didn't mind, he was still eating the meat skewers slowly, and said casually: "Let's talk."

At this time, no matter how much gold you give yourself, it is not as important as your own life. Let's think about it later, Zeng Yifan's only thought now is to save his life first.