Ancient Sword II Xie Lelianxin

Eight years later, the new emperor ascended the throne and changed his reign name to Xuanhe.

Only a few months after the grand ceremony, a news was reported from the south to the north to Chang'an, the capital of thousands of miles away. The continuous heavy rain in Bozhou, a region of Qianzhong Road in the south, caused many embankments to burst along the Luo'an River, and more than ten thousand people were displaced.

The disaster spread throughout the streets and alleys overnight.

On this day, the diners of Chang'an Zuixianlou talked about the flood.Some people worried that droughts and floods would lead to plagues. If the people of Bozhou came to seek refuge with their relatives, but brought the epidemic into the city, what should they do?

Everyone nodded, their hearts jumped suddenly when a gavel sounded, and they all went to look at the place where the sound came from.The person who patted the table turned out to be the storyteller of the tea house—Mr. Cheng Yuansheng.

"Everyone, why worry about nothing?" Cheng Yuansheng stroked his goatee slowly, and spoke in a confident manner, "Chang'an is the capital of my Li Dynasty, and the country is heavily guarded. How can the plague be rampant?"

Someone echoed: "Mr. Cheng is right. The main office of the Xi's Medical Center is in our city of Chang'an. Their head—it is said to be even more amazing than the imperial doctor."

"But a few years ago, the emperor issued a list to recruit good doctors, and many doctors who came from the common people stayed in the palace. You said that Xi is a powerful family, why didn't she become an imperial doctor?"

"Ha, this one doesn't know something, let me listen to the old man slowly—"

The current head of Xi's Medical Center is named Xi Miaohua, a kind-hearted woman with exquisite medical skills and a reputation of "medical fairy".It is said that the ancestors of the Xi family served Shennong, one of the three emperors, and settled in the Yindi Xingluoyan for generations.

Many years ago, Emperor Xuanhe, who was still the third prince, had personally brought her from her hometown to Chang'an to treat his beloved woman's illness.After Xi Miaohua cured the woman, she wanted to leave, but the third prince knew that she cared about the common people, so he ordered the construction of a Xi's medical center where all the common people could seek medical advice, so that she could stay in Chang'an.

"I heard that the plaque of the medical hall was personally given by Emperor Xuanhe's imperial pen, so it is true!"

"Of course, Empress Ruan is beautiful in the country. The Holy Majesty fell in love with her at first sight when they first met when they were young. Now that the Holy Majesty has gone through many ups and downs and finally became a great treasure, Empress Ruan has also been canonized as Empress Empress. The deep love between husband and wife is really enviable. By the way, Empress Ruan is happy Bise dress, Baoyuntang specially presented a Biyao dress..."

Snapped.

The old man had been left hanging for too long, and he couldn't help knocking on the gavel again. After waiting for the gossiping crowd to murmur, he shook his head and came up with another new thing: "The clinic fees are cheap, and ordinary people can enter the clinic." Seeking a doctor, but it is very rare to practice medicine in the hall. The doctor in the hall, the doctor who collects the medicine, and the doctors who call out to the branch of the branch, each of them must first enter the eyes of Mr. Xi. There are talented people, but there are only a handful of people who can really enter the museum."

"Hey, why did I see Old General Le's eldest son was there, he looked only in his teens, how could he be able to sit in court... Could it be because of Old General Le's face?"

"Nonsense, Mr. Xi doesn't even want to be an imperial doctor, so why would he let people know. It must be Mr. Le's superb medical skills that make Mr. Xi favor him."

Cheng Yuansheng had no choice but to be interrupted again, but this time he happily shut his mouth, brewed a cup of sparrow leisurely, and poured himself a gentle drink.

"Little Doctor Le has treated me before. Hey, he is indeed a son of a wealthy family. He has red lips and white teeth and a handsome face. He wears the most fashionable thick brocade, gold silk cuffs, emerald collar buttons, and Dengyun shoes from Baoyun Hall. Boots, I heard that you don’t want to buy the shoes without 1000 taels of silver. Not to mention the girl and sister-in-law, even if I talk to him a few more words, my heart is thumping..."

"You are a doctor, how can you only see what other doctors look like... Is his medical skill good or bad?"

"Haha, seeing this brother is in good spirits, Doctor Le's medical skills must be good." Another person interjected, "Mr. Cheng's storytelling teahouse used to have a girl named Xiao Cui, who sang songs like a lark. Yes, I took my mother back to my hometown at the beginning of this year. Miss Xiaocui spent all the money she earned these years on treating her mother, but she never recovered. It was not until Doctor Le personally prescribed a prescription and used good medicine that the old man was cured. Well... Mr. Cheng also knows about this."

"Hey, she is a girl from a poor family. How can she afford expensive medicinal materials? Doctor Le must have paid for them. It's no wonder that General Le is a benevolent and generous person. He does business fairly and everyone rushes to buy it. His family's goods... I heard that he has gone to Banzhou for disaster relief a few days ago."

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice came out amidst all the compliments: "Then why did the young master of the Le family neither become an official nor a businessman, but instead worked hard to study medicine?"

Only then did everyone think of Cheng Yuansheng again, but when they turned around, they saw that the old man was listening attentively, and the beard on his chin was soaked in the tea.

"Cough..." Cheng Yuansheng hurriedly took out his beard and wiped it one by one, "The reason why this little Mr. Le is a doctor-wait a moment, everyone, let me be old... have a sip of tea."

Xiaoer stared at the white air coming out of the teapot spout, and felt his back was pierced into a sieve by his eyes, but Cheng Yuansheng didn't seem to notice it, he took a sip of the newly changed tea, pondered for a while, and said: "The old man is indeed I asked Little Doctor Le, and I only knew that his teacher was an expert in Shu Shao Qihuang, and he was one of the guests in the rest hall. If you have any difficult and miscellaneous diseases, you can also ask him to go out for consultation... Little Doctor Le only said that he used to do this when he was young He was rescued, so he studied medicine with his teacher, and said that his teacher was a hermit, so it is inconvenient to mention his name, and it is not easy for an old man to ask more questions."

Everyone's words floated out of the tea room along with the fragrance of tea.There was a beggar man in ragged clothes sitting under the window. After listening to the discussion, he got up and walked towards the rest hall in the east of the city.

This day coincided with Le Wuyi's shift, and there were not many patients, so he strolled outside to take a breath, and when he came back, he saw a beggar talking with the gatekeeper, as if he was asking for the name of the doctor who was visiting today.Le Wuyi glanced at that person a few times, and couldn't help wondering—this person has a ruddy complexion and acts as usual, why did he come to the medical clinic?

When he returned to his seat, he saw that the man really entered the medical hall and walked straight towards him.The man only thought that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't tell why. Le Wuyi suppressed his doubts, but after looking, hearing and asking, he couldn't find anything unusual.Worried about missing a diagnosis, he took the man to the inner room to take off his clothes, and massaged him carefully from head to toe.

"Doctor Le, to tell you the truth, I escaped from Langde. If I really got some serious illness that cost money, it would be my fate. Just make sure you say it right." The man put on his dirty clothes , while looking at Le Wuyi's expression, secretly wiped away the stains on the bench with his hands.

"You have been begging all the way from Langde. You have been hungry and afraid for several months. It is normal to be short of energy and blood, but..." Le Wuyi returned to his seat after cleaning his hands, holding a brush and meditating slightly, while the other hand was hanging down Around his waist, he caressed a sachet hanging on his belt.

The cloth surface of the sachet is already half-worn, but there is a bright ochre-colored tassel on the bottom, which is obviously newly replaced.Le Wuyi closed his eyes, patiently combed the messy threads with his fingertips, and his thoughts gradually gathered into a neat bundle.

The prescription was finally written.Le Wuyi signed his signature with a swipe of his pen, looked up and saw that the man hesitated to speak, and comforted him: "You don't have any serious illness, first take some medicine to strengthen the body and recuperate for a month... If there is no place to cook the medicine, You can ask the pharmacist to make a pill, and you can pick it up tomorrow, just take it once a day."

"Thank you, Doctor Le. But you have already waived my consultation fee. Anyway, it's not a serious illness, so I don't need to trouble you anymore. I just came here. I can only beg for food outside Zuixianlou for a few days. When I find a serious job, I will wait for you." Come to pay back the diagnosis fee."

"You must take the medicine. What if the root cause of the disease falls?" Le Wuyi picked up the prescription and dried the ink, called the medicine boy to collect the prescription, and said, "You must come here tomorrow, don't forget."

"Hey, how did this happen?"

The man got up to stop Yaotong, but Le Wuyi hurriedly called him: "Why don't you do me a favor, even if you pay for the consultation fee and medicine?" He added, "My father sent a letter from home saying, Many people around Banzhou got sick because of the flood, and I also want to go there to help. Tell me what you saw along the way, so that I can prepare early.”

Ting Le Wuyi said so, the man finally agreed.

"By the way, are you also afraid of the plague when you come here today?"

"That's right. After we escaped from the village, we begged all the way. Sometimes we could only eat the bark of wild vegetables to satisfy our hunger. We didn't think there was anything wrong. Until we met a free clinic doctor when we passed by Zhan Xiaoyu. She said that some of us had the plague, Sent some medicine... Later we were robbed again, and my brother and I lost all our bags, and only I kept the medicine hidden in my clothes, so I could continue to take it according to the girl's order."

"...It's so hateful, even the idea of ​​​​refugees is going to be fought."

The man sighed a long time: "Fortunately, no one was killed. Besides, no one seems to have caught the plague. If the medicine is lost, it will be thrown away. Who knows..."

The man's eyes were a little red. Le Wuyi made him a cup of hot tea and watched him drink it slowly before continuing to ask: "What happened afterwards?"

"In less than ten days, all of them suddenly fell ill with strange illnesses. During the dog days, they were crying cold. Because I had no money to see a doctor, I distributed the medicine I had hidden to them, but my brothers still went away one after another... Fortunately Only by meeting that doctor Zhan Xiaoyu can I walk to Chang'an alive." The man knelt down and kowtowed to Le Wuyi, "Thank you, Doctor Le too!"

"You, get up!" Le Wuyi blushed, and hurriedly pulled him up, "It was the girl who saved you, and you should thank her." After thinking about it, she said curiously, "The medicine she gave you , do you have any left?"

The man took out a red pill from his pocket and handed it to him: "There's only one left. Doctor Le said I'm fine, so I must be fine. If you find it useful, take it."

It was still bright when the museum was closed, and Le Wuyi wrapped herself in the sweet scent of osmanthus flowers in autumn, and ran home like a hot wheel.Before Fu Qingjiao got home, he hurriedly dug out a can of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrans that he secretly pickled from under the bed, and walked into the kitchen—the Jingshui Lake where Xie Yi lived was not far from Langde, and Le Wuyi planned to make some osmanthus cakes. At that time, drop by him.

It seems that I have picked more this time, but I can't let my mother know... Ahem.

Le Wuyi scratched his head guiltily, sifted glutinous rice flour and supernatant caramel with his hands and feet, and kneaded the dough humming a little song.Remembering that since entering the dormitory, he has been so busy that his feet never touched the ground, and in a blink of an eye, he actually lost contact with that person for a year.

The hands covered with pimples unconsciously touched the waist, and when they almost touched the sachet, they shrank back in a jerk.Le Wuyi sighed, thinking that Xie Yi's taste was too sweet, and added a large spoonful of honey.

... Sigh, I also missed the lotus in Jingshui Lake this year, so I must go and see it next year.