The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Everyone along the way couldn't help but stop and watch. This woman is really a gift from heaven to men.

Dressed in coarse linen, she couldn't hide her tall and graceful figure, and even if there was a little bit of mud on her delicate, seductive face, she couldn't hide her natural beauty.

Lu Wang, who was standing guard at the foot of the mountain, widened his eyes, drew his sword in his hand, and squinted his eyes as if facing an enemy.

"Fang Miaolian"

"Do you recognize me too? Oh, you belong to Yang Tong, right? Go and tell Yang Lin that the child is sick and I have nothing to do, let him come and save him!"

Although she was in the enemy group, she said this sentence with confidence.

Chapter 2 Thirteen is the Rare Family Happiness

The ancient view of Qingshan, surrounded by white clouds.

Hearing the news, Yang Lin ran down in a hurry. He was only slightly out of breath when he came down the stairs.

Fang Miaolian's face was pale, and as the distant figure got closer and closer, she tightly held her son's sleeve, her heart beating wildly.

In a daze, Fang Miaolian even felt that it was a word "evil" with long legs running towards him.

Jiangnan Zhuyeqing, who is not afraid of anything, has weak legs, and even wants to leave the child and run away.

When Yang Lin came to her, he was playing around with this woman in the south of the Yangtze River, chasing after her for a month, and his energy was exhausted.

More than one night when Yang Lin couldn't sleep, he hated her so much that he vowed to beat her ass into eight petals after he caught her.

But when I really saw this woman, hugging her own flesh and blood, with a dusty face and ragged clothes, a wave of warmth came to my heart.

"Thank you for your hard work, you don't have to suffer in the future, there is me."

That short sentence made Fang Miaolian a little heartwarming. The protagonist in her countless nightmares, who appeared like a devouring demon every time, would say such words.

A dignified saint, of course, can't be so shameful, Fang Miaolian insisted: "You quickly find a doctor for the child, if you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Yang Lin laughed, took the child, and hugged him quite familiarly.

This made Fang Miaolian a little surprised. Back then, he and the wives had studied for a long time.

The child in her arms was a bit chubby, which showed that the saint's milk was okay, but her complexion was yellow and her hair was thinning, which was very distressing.

Yang Lin ignored her harsh words, holding the child as if he had nothing else in his eyes, and an invisible bond was entwined between the three of them, even though there was a group of soldiers with swords who looked like an enemy.

"This is my father's seed. Look at the eyebrows and eyes, which are exactly like my father's." Yang Lin showed the child to Lu Wang next to him, and said triumphantly.

Lu Wang was a little ashamed, this child is fat, of course he is similar to the one of Yan Wang, and he is full of flesh.

"Go to the city immediately and find all the best doctors!"

Taiping Prefecture is Yang Tong's lair and the place where they started their business.

The majestic and majestic carved brick gatehouse, the bronze ornaments on the vermilion lacquered gate glisten in the sunlight, a pair of stone lions baring their teeth at the gate, together with eight vicious captains of the Longevity Battalion, is daunting.

This is Yang's house. The officials near Jiangnan were all promoted by Yang Lin when he suppressed the bandits. Are there still people who are not present?

After a group of officials handed over the door stickers, they walked around the door awkwardly. There was no respect from the door, and the door didn't bother to ask him to enter the door to rest his legs.

Those doctors, who all nodded and bowed when they saw them, had more face than them today and were invited in earlier.

Yang Lin and Fang Miaolian, like an ordinary couple, listened nervously to the doctors' conclusions.

These famous doctors in the south of the Yangtze River have never seen such a high-ranking official, and they are still the number one scholar, but their professional level is there, and no matter how nervous they are, they are still pediatrics.

The leading one was elected and stepped forward to answer.

This person is fair-skinned, of medium build, quite elegant, and he did not overly flatter Yang Lin, but instead said with a stern face, "My son is infected with wind and cold, and evil spirits enter his body. It is common for foot traders who eat and sleep in the open. The child is only a few months old, and he has this disease, so he should take care of the child more if he spends less time on government affairs."

Yang Lin, who was always admonishing others, nodded frequently, and said: "Please open some pharmacies for mediation, and explain the precautions to the people in the family. I don't know how long it will take for my son to recover."

After he finished speaking, he gave Fang Miaolian, who was next to him with a face of shame, a vicious look, and the latter immediately lowered his head, with even more shame on his face.

Her current status is very embarrassing. Although people in the whole house respect her very much, they are also very defensive.

Yang Lin's attitude was even more ambiguous, neither saying that he would be imprisoned, nor restricting his freedom, but Fang Miaolian didn't want to leave his son anyway.

If they escaped, it might be that the rivers and lakes are far away, and we will never see each other again.

The white-faced doctor was very satisfied with Shao Zai's attitude, he was a doctor and a parent, he smiled lightly and said: "You don't have to worry, Shao Zai, after my treatment, it only takes half a month."

"So long?" Yang Lin and Fang Miaolian said in unison.

"Illnesses come and go like a mountain, and the treatment is the most troublesome thing, so don't slack off at all."

"Okay, okay, as long as you need any medicinal materials, just ask." Yang Lin said quickly.

The doctors are also delighted to see Lie Xin. They used to know about the supplementary decoction but could not make it because the raw materials were too expensive. They will have to try it in the next half month.

On the carved Luohan bed inlaid with pearls, the child who has been renamed Yang Tianle is sleeping soundly wrapped in a blanket.Yang Lin personally sent the doctors out of the door, and all the officials outside stepped forward to salute.

Xie Zhen and Jie Bao came from a rough background and didn't have many rules, so he pushed aside the crowd and rushed forward excitedly, saying, "Young master."

Yang Lin nodded, and said: "Your Shibo Department has a lot of things, and you have all kinds of strange materials. I need any medicinal materials here. I will make a list in a few days and find them for me."

The two brothers agreed with a smile, and immediately took out a small box from their arms. Inside was a white ginseng tree with complete horns and beards, like the prototype of a villain, and said: "This is the wild ginseng from Huanglong Mansion, for the children."

Rao Yang Lin, who is not familiar with medical theory, also knows that if the child eats this stuff, it is estimated that he will make up for it at that time, but it is just right for the child to eat it.

Yang Lin walked under the hanging grape trellis, sat down, beckoned to a few servants, and said, "Let the doctors boil this and bring it to the girl I brought back."

As soon as Xie Zhen heard that Shao Zai had brought back the girl, she immediately offered a treasure and said, "Young Zai, my brother hunted a deer today, and I will make you a bowl of hot deer blood porridge when I go back, so that you will be happy in the evening." A fierce tiger..."

"Fart!" Guarding so many officials, Yang Lin cursed with a red face: "I am patrolling the south of the Yangtze River on behalf of His Majesty, working on state affairs. How can I have any leisure time, like you and others? Besides, what kind of body is this officer? Yanqing Guanshang You have practiced the Tao, you have a body like a bone god, and you still use your little deer blood, bah."

The officials below stepped forward one after another, flattering everyone. This time Yang Lin came to Jiangnan, and his official business was very easy. He just helped the emperor find a good-looking stone, took it back and put it on for a while.

He sat under the grape trellis for a while, chatting with these officials in Jiangnan, just to teach them not to neglect their politics, but to be diligent and love the people.

After a while, all the officials dispersed, Yang Lin called Xie Zhen and Xie Bao to stop, and the two brothers said in a daze, "Young master, what else can I order?"

"Bring the stag you hunted and bring it to the kitchen in the backyard. After the deer blood porridge is cooked, there will be another stir-fried whip flower. Use less ingredients and more green onion. I want the deer whip to be very ripe."

Chapter 2 Fourteen

The fine wood and silk gauze palace lantern exuded pink light, and Fang Miaolian was restless on the big ebony carved bed with pearls inlaid.

Nowadays, people are like knives, and I am fish and meat. When I brought my children to ask for help, Fang Miaolian thought of countless tragic endings.

But she never expected that it would be like this. A few smiling maids pushed her to take a bath, washing off the dirt on her body, and it smelled delicious.