Be an official

Early in the morning outside the house, the birds dropped to the branches, chirping cheerfully, very lively.

When Shao Yan woke up, there was no one in the room. As soon as he moved, Jiang Yue entered the room immediately.

He rubbed his head, and felt that his body seemed to be much lighter, and even his left foot didn't hurt so much. All in all, he felt refreshed.

"Jiang Yue, where is Mr. Chen?"

“Dining in the Hall”

"Help me over"

Outside the corridor, the green bamboos planted along the side are very green now. A few yellow warblers are hiding in it, chirping and jumping around. They are very cute. The air is filled with the fragrance of spring.

He looked up at the black and gray eaves, silently wondering when he would be able to hang up the copper bells with red lines and gold edges again.

The hall is facing the small courtyard, which is not big, with rockery, ponds, and green bamboos. It is very refreshing at a glance.

"Housekeeper, where is my meal?" Shao Yan sat opposite Chen Huanluo, yelled, and looked at him with a smile, "How about it, are you satisfied with my prime minister's mansion?"

Without raising his eyes, Chen Huanluo uttered four words coldly, "The mansion is not suitable for people." This mansion does not match the owner at all, no matter how good it is, it is useless.

The housekeeper brought Shao Yan a big bowl containing chicken porridge, two preserved eggs, and two donkey meat on the plate.Shao Yan doesn't like to be vegetarian, so the clear porridge in the morning is also made into meat porridge, and the rice is cooked in the clear soup of chicken soup.

Shao Yan glanced at Chen Huanluo's bowl of clear side dishes mixed with pure white rice grains. It was so clean and beautiful, and it smelled very fragrant. He curled his lips, but before he could speak, the butler hurriedly said, "This porridge is made by Mr. Chen himself. Make it, adults can eat their own.”

Chen Huanluo nodded.

Shao Yan immediately refused, "I didn't say that you neglected the guests, butler, I just wanted to say, Mr. Chen, why don't you make me a bowl too, I'm a wounded person, and it's not easy to eat meat, don't you know?"

The butler thought to himself that he would eat meat every day, and he didn't see what the adults said. He knew that Shao Yan deliberately made things difficult for Mr. Chen, so he stopped talking, wondering what his adults meant.

Chen Huanluo raised his eyelids, "Twelve taels"

"what?"

"Cooking money."

Shao Yan waved at the butler, "Give it to him, and you will obediently cook for me in the future."

After Chen Huanluo finished his porridge, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sneered, "Twelve taels for a meal."

Shao Yan immediately cried out, and slapped the table with his big hand, "Ordinary people can only earn ten taels of silver a month, but you want ten taels for a meal? Isn't this going to starve the cook to death?"

Chen Huanluo got up and was about to go outside, but Shao Yan hurriedly stopped him, "Don't say you can't, just leave."

Chen Huanluo took a step back, staggered away from him, and squinted at him, "It's fine if you can't afford it, Mr. Chen will leave."

"Don't, don't, eat, of course." Shao Yan smiled apologetically and held him back.

"I'm not free today, sir, let's talk about it another day, goodbye"

Shao Yan took a big leap, jumped in front of him, and stopped him, "Why do you say goodbye in one sentence, you don't know anyone, where are you going?"

Chen Huanluo frowned at him, "How do you know that I don't know anyone?"

Shao Yan rubbed his head and pretended to clear his throat, "Didn't I guess, where are you going?"

The condition for him to be pardoned by the emperor was to help the doctors in the city diagnose and treat malaria among the common people.

"Then will you come back at noon or at night?" Shao Yan stepped on one foot on the other instep, holding his hands on his waist to keep his balance, looking very funny.

Chen Huanluo took another step, staggering away from him, "No return"

"Jiangyue, stop him"

On the other hand, Shao Yan really doesn't know where Chen Huanluo is going. He met him two years later in his previous life. Now, to him, Chen Huanluo is an uncertain number. He is afraid that he will meet someone and meet again. What's up.

He is not afraid of being harmed by others, but he is afraid that Luoer, his family, will poison others at every turn, but it is terrible.

Chen Huanluo turned his head to stare at him, with a bit of impatience in his eyes, he endured it and said, "My lord, what else do you want to order?"

Shao Yan jumped in front of him, stepped on the pebbles on the ground and shook, Chen Huanluo didn't move, let him stand still, Shao Yan deliberately pretended to be sad, "My lord is about to fall, and you don't help him."

Chen Huanluo frowned, with an impatient look on his face, as if he would turn around and leave as long as he said another nonsense.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore. Then you have to tell me where I can find you if I have a patient you need to treat."

Chen Huanluo raised his eyebrows, he remembered something, he used to get medicine in the big medical hall, and lived in the big medical hall, now he will not be able to go back there, staying in the inn is not a long-term solution, if he buys it now For the next house, he would not be able to get that much silver at all.

As soon as Shao Yan saw that there was a connection, he immediately gave him an analysis in a serious manner, "Mr. Chen will live with me first. I have a very big yard here. You live here first, and then slowly find a suitable house. Besides, I forgot Said, I will pay the doctor's fee for the hundred people you promised to treat me, what does Mr. Chen think?"

Chen Huanluo looked at him silently, which made Shao Yan feel guilty, and after a long while, he hesitated to agree.

After Chen Huanluo left, Shao Yan immediately asked people to change into clothes and enter the palace.

After reporting the case to the emperor, Shao Yan stared at the delicious imperial meal in front of him, and the old god said, "Then I will go back to the house for breakfast first."

Chen Xiuqi had noticed that he had been looking at his imperial meal for a long time, and he waved his hand with a smile, "Come on, Shao Qing, come here and have dinner with me."

"The minister should be respectful rather than obedient." In the early years, he often had meals with the emperor, and the late emperor had used him a lot since he was young, and loved him very much, and often called him into the palace to play with the prince.

The emperor sighed.

"The emperor has something on his mind?"

Chen Xiuqi shook his head, nodded again, and said, "Malaria has already spread to the capital. I stay in the palace and don't know the people's suffering, so I feel guilty."

"In his position, do what is important, the emperor does not need to blame himself too much."

The emperor was biting the jade chopsticks, and he still looked young, with big and round eyes, and his emotions and sorrows were easily displayed on his face when he spoke. Shao Yan always felt a little less majestic when he looked at it, which always made people feel pity.

"I received a letter from Rong Lingjun, the son of Lord Marquis of Wubei, saying that he will arrive in the capital in a few days, and I want to stay here for a few days."

Shao Yan silently looked at the golden spoon and jade chopsticks in front of him, it was indeed time to come.

"It's enough for the emperor to send people to play in the palace for a few days." Shao Yan replied honestly.

The emperor curled his lips, "I'm afraid it won't work. My brother liked to travel around since he was a child. I'm afraid he came to the capital now on the orders of Lord Wubei. "official job"

Shao Yan nodded. In his previous life, the little Marquis of Wubei had indeed stayed in the capital for a long time, but he left sadly for some unknown reason. On the day he left, the Emperor Weifu only took him to see him off, but in the end he didn't say much.

Outside the high walls of the palace, it was another day of warm sunshine.

Sick people lined up in front of the pharmacy to get their prescriptions to get medicine. There are many booths in the big medical hall, and the sound of coughing in the medical hall keeps ringing in your ears.

Chen Huanluo's consultation room was a little less than the others. The young doctor sat there with a cold face, without saying a word, and it took a long time for him to utter a word coldly, so that the patient did not feel the warmth of spring at all.

Different from other doctors who only perform pulse cutting, Chen Huanluo's silver needles are lined up on the table. No matter what disease you have, you will come up and get two needles first. He just has time to study other diseases, not just malaria.

The prescriptions for the patients he handed out were all too simple, with a little less variety, and all the boiled out were extremely bitter concoctions, but the efficacy of this medicine was much better. Chen Huanluo's needles were placed on the acupoints to open the blood vessels. Opening Qi and blood, although the pain is unbearable for a while, it is much better than just drinking medicine.

"Come on, Rong Qi, this is the medical center, I'll help you in."

"Thank you son"

Rong Lingjun picked the shortest team to line up. He had just arrived in the capital of Kun Qian Kingdom when the servant who accompanied him fell ill, so he could only watch it first, don't bring this contagious disease to the palace again.

"Hand" Chen Huanluo spit out a word impatiently.

Rong Lingjun saw that the young doctor was only slightly feeling his pulse, so he immediately took the needle to prick his wrist, and asked, "This is malaria, I've seen it before, there is no need for the needle, doctor"

Chen Huanluo didn't even lift his eyelids, the silver light moved, the needle was half-sinked, Rong Qi cried out in pain, and looked at his young master with tears in his eyes.

Rong Lingjun glanced at the other doctors' consultation positions, "What disease does he have and what kind of needle does he need? You have to tell me before doing the needle."

"If you don't cure it, go somewhere else", Chen Huanluo turned the needle slightly, Rong Qi screamed even louder, he raised his head impatiently, "Keep down, make noise"

Chen Huanluo lowered his head to take the needle, picked up the pen, and wrote in one go. As soon as the last word fell, his hand was held down immediately. Rong Ling picked it up, frowned at his prescription, and compared it with the one he just took from another doctor. Under the circumstances, several medicinal materials were missing.

"Are you really a doctor? My boy has malaria. Why do you and the old doctor prescribe different medicines? The old doctor didn't do acupuncture either."

Chen Huanluo pulled out his wrist from his hand, raised his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly, "I said, if you don't want to look, you can go."

"Why are you like this? As a doctor, it should be my responsibility to answer these doubts for me." Rong Lingjun blocked his way and looked at him, only to realize that the man's eyes were cold and unintentional, and his brows frowned The lightness of her was full of impatience, and she had a handsome appearance, but it was surprisingly cold.

Chen Huanluo turned his head slightly, staggered away from the people blocking the way, and walked to Shao Yan who had just entered the door in two or three steps, and said coldly, "Please explain." After speaking, he went out by himself and got into the carriage.