Vicissitudes know Jinhua

A smile slowly appeared on the exposed half of the man's face. Mu Zishi noticed that his smile was very kind, and there was a dimple at the corner of his mouth.

His voice was a little vague and hoarse: "I'm not a villain, so rest assured."

While thanking, Mu Zishi pulled Qi Shaochong aside, sat down by the fire, and took a peek at the man. He was in his twenties, his complexion was fair but rough, his eyebrows were beautiful and slender, and his eyes were black and white. Mu Zishi's eyes were pure and clear, just like a baby's eyes. Just looking at these eyes, Mu Zishi felt more at ease, and asked, "Uncle, it's almost Chinese New Year, why are you out alone? Are you doing New Year's goods for your family?" , missed the rest?"

He just looked at the man, and the man looked at him intently, listened to his question, and replied with a smile: "I am a doctor who practiced medicine, and I have been wandering around collecting medicine and treating diseases for many years, but I forgot that it is almost Chinese New Year... Xiao The brothers seem to be from an unusual family, this is the first time for you to travel far away?"

Mu Zishi's heart trembled, and he said: "The family is in decline, and I took my younger brother to seek refuge with distant relatives in Xiazhou. How does the master know that this is the first time we go out?"

The doctor said bluntly: "I have seen a lot of travelling, so I can see it, little brother, you look like you have never been exposed to the sun. Besides, when people who are used to long distances rest, how can they have time to chat first?" Boredom?"

Mu Zishi smiled embarrassingly.

Qi Shaochong was already hungry, and smelled a spicy aroma from his nose, he probed into the hanging pot and said, "Sir, what is cooked in this pot?"

The doctor said: "It's ginger soup, you all have to drink a bowl later, otherwise the cold air will enter the body and the cold will invade the bones, and sooner or later you will be seriously ill."

Qi Shaochong was honest and blunt: "Okay, thank you sir."

When the ginger soup was ready, the doctor only had one bowl, so he filled it first and handed it to Qi Shaochong, Qi Shaochong hurriedly said: "Sir, drink it first."

The doctor said with a smile: "I am the host, you are the guests, and the guests follow the host."

Qi Shaochong held the bowl and brought it to Mu Zishi: "Brother, drink first."

Mu Zishi rubbed his head: "You drink it quickly, I can drink it, don't talk nonsense, it's cold!"

The doctor looked at the two of them and suddenly asked, "Are you brothers?"

Qi Shaochong didn't like to lie, and he couldn't tell a lie, so he could only hide his clumsiness, bowed his head and drank ginger soup silently.

Mu Zishi looked calm, and said with a smile: "Yes, I was born like my mother, and my younger brother is Xiaofu."

The doctor was gentle but straightforward, and immediately shook his head: "It's nothing to be dissimilar in appearance... But the bones and blood of the two of you are definitely not from the same father and mother."

Mu Zishi kept his eyelashes half down to cover the strange color of his pupils, but when he heard the words, he suddenly raised his eyes, looked directly at the doctor, and said indifferently: "Sir, did I ever ask you why you use a mask to cover your face?"

The doctor couldn't help but startled when he heard the threat, and said with a smile: "Little brother, I just said it casually, besides, we met by chance, and we will go our separate ways as soon as the sun rises tomorrow. I am not a talkative person, so you don't have to be afraid."

Qi Shao swallowed the ginger soup in a hurry, and said anxiously: "Sir, we have no other choice..."

The doctor said softly: "Needless to say, you are wandering outside at such a young age, and you have your own difficulties of not being humane. I am just a doctor, not an official or powerful. You can sleep peacefully in this ruined temple tonight."

Qi Shaochong smiled gratefully, but Mu Zishi thought: "Sir, is it easy for a medical practitioner to see that we are not brothers?"

The doctor thought for a while and said, "Although I can see it, others may not."

Mu Zishi was half flattering and half tentative: "Well, medical skills are profound, but to be able to tell at a glance whether they are related by blood, one must have a level of cultivation like Mr. An ordinary doctor would not be able to tell, but I am too worried."

Although the doctor is more than ten years older than Mu Zishi, his scheming has never caught up with flattery in his life. This compliment is sincere from the heart, and he scratched the itch with integrity, and he couldn't help laughing: "Xue Lu It is impossible to study martial arts, but only medical skills can be called unparalleled in the world."

Hearing the word Lu, Mu Zishi groaned for a moment, his face changed: "Mr. is Lu Kuangxi?"

The doctor snorted slightly: "How do you know? I am exactly Lu Kuangxi."

Mu Zishi lowered his head, looked mournful and indignant, and said, "No wonder Mr. is wearing a mask... It is said that you always rob people from the Hades, and you were severely punished by the underworld, and you have scabies all over your face."

Lu Kuangxi laughed: "It's just spreading rumors. I have a terrible disease. Half of my face was ruined a few years ago. It's so ugly that I dare not show it to scare people."

Mu Zishi bit his lip, and his voice could not help but be a little shrill: "Why didn't you go to Chenjing earlier, sir?"

Lu Kuangxi said: "A few days ago, an official came to me and said that a nobleman in Chenjing wanted me to see a doctor, but I was treating swelling in the mountains at the time. After a few days...how could you even know about this?"

Mu Zishi was furious, and said without hesitation: "You actually delayed his life for a group of mountain villagers! Do you know who he is? If you had gone a few days earlier, maybe he would not have died at all..."

Lu Kuangxi suddenly turned cold, and said: "Life is not high or low, no matter whether you are a prince or grassroots, as long as it is my patient, you will definitely not leave it alone!"

Qi Shaochong once heard his father mention the matter of finding a famous doctor from the people to enter Beijing. Although he was saddened by the death of the fourth brother, he also understood that Lu Kuangxi was not to blame. Also..."

Mu Zishi lost control of his anger and pushed Qi Shaochong away: "You mean the fourth brother deserves to die? How do you know that the doctor can't save him?"

Qi Shaochong gritted his teeth and said, "How could I say he should die? He is also my fourth brother!"

Mu Zishi suddenly sneered, his eyes hurting people like icy edges, and his words threw the ground like gold and stone: "But he was also killed by your mother."

Qi Shaochong was at a loss for words, clenched his small hands into fists, stood aside blankly, and said in a low voice for a long time: "It's mother's fault, and I'm sorry for fourth brother."

But Mu Zishi didn't look at Qi Shaochong, and didn't speak any more, but he was short of breath, forced himself to suppress the emotional turmoil in his heart, opened the package silently for a long time, took out the soft iron pot, put it next to Lu Kuangxi's pot, and soon The bacon was stewed, sandwiched in hot steamed buns, first handed to Qi Shaochong, and then made a small half pot of soup with pickles.

Qi Shaochong squeezed the steamed bun, but came closer, his voice trembling slightly: "Zi Shi, I know you hate me when you see me, you don't have to leave with me tomorrow..."

Mu Zishi sighed softly, and said, "What stupid things are you talking about? I promised fourth brother that unless I die, I will stay with you."

He smiled at Lu Kuangxi again: "Doctor Lu, I was rude just now, please forgive me."

Lu Kuangxi looked at his expression, approached him a few steps, and stretched out his hand to touch his wrist veins. Mu Zishi instinctively wanted to avoid it. Lu Kuangxi has been practicing medicine for many years, and his hands are much more dexterous than ordinary people. He grabbed it and said seriously: "Don't move, I'm a doctor, I can only save people, not harm them!"

His way of diagnosing the pulse is very different from that of ordinary doctors. His five fingers are hanging on the meridians and he can't stop moving lightly. The rhythm of rain is like falling flowers. After a stick of incense, Lu Kuangxi let go of Mu Zishi, frowning, lips He moved and was about to speak, but Mu Zishi hissed and said softly: "Doctor Lu, our brothers are very valuable, beyond what you can guess, and there is always a well-known doctor by our side... Please be careful about your words."

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes and glanced at Qi Shaochong quietly, and then blinked at Lu Kuangxi, with a pleading look on his face.

Lu Kuangxi was startled, and immediately understood what he meant. He didn't want to make Qi Shaochong worry, so he nodded immediately and didn't say any more.

When Mu Zishi was making soup, he was too extravagant, and put too much pickled vegetable shreds as if he didn't need money. Qi Shaochong was so salty that his heart was twisted into a ball, but he didn't forget to ask Lu Kuangxi: "Doctor, what's wrong with my brother?"

Lu Kuangxi avoided his gaze: "Your brother has been worrying too much recently, it's just a little empty, it's nothing serious."

As he spoke, he took out a pen, ink, and paper from a small package. Mu Zishi saw that the nib of the pen was half bald, and the paper was yellow and rough, but it was barely usable, but the ink was convenient. Lu Kuangxi explained with a smile: "Sometimes patients don't have pens and paper at home, so it's much more convenient for me to bring my own."

As he spoke, he dipped his pen in the ink, thought for a while, wrote a prescription, and gave it to Mu Zishi with both hands: "If you fall ill within a few months, just follow this prescription."

Doctor Shi prescribes medicines, and the more flamboyant they are, the more they appear to be highly skilled in medicine, but Lu Kuangxi's words are very correct and clear. Mu Zishi often drinks medicine because of Qi Yupei, and he has read many prescriptions for a long time. A few medicinal herbs, at this time, I saw that the medicines in the prescription are very common, and the common Chinese caterpillar fungus velvet, tiger bone and rhino horn, musk and bear bile, etc. that are commonly used by imperial doctors are all missing. , hurriedly said: "Doctor Lu, I want to borrow your pen, can I?"

Lu Kuangxi waved his hand and said, "Do as you please."

Mu Zishi said thank you and took the pen and ink, but walked to the corner of the room and turned his back, took out the blank household registration and road guide from his arms, filled in the two names of Mu Zishi and Mu Shaochong, thought for a while, and put his His age was changed by one year, and he looked back at Qi Shao and gave him a look, thinking that he was taller than other children of the same age, and his birthday was also advanced by more than a year.When filling out, one stroke at a time followed the official standard. With this in mind, it is easy to deal with the interrogation when going out of the city and entering the city. I can't help a little admiration for Luo Shi's meticulous thinking.

Lu Kuangxi looked at Mu Zishi's back, and patted Qi Shaochong's shoulder with a smile: "Your brother, guarding against people is like watching thieves, you have too many eyes."

Qi Shaochong bit the steamed bun and argued: "Others are actually the best, they are all thinking of me."

Lu Kuangxi shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

After the two finished eating and drinking, it was already late at night, and there was a lot of straw in the temple. Lu Kuangxi helped them make a thick bed, and added some wooden sticks of table legs scattered on the ground. He yawned and fell asleep by himself. , said: "Go to bed earlier, the fire can last for a few more hours, and it won't be cold at night."

Lu Kuangxi was used to eating and sleeping in the open, so he lay down and snorted. Mu Zishi and Qi Shaochong huddled together head to head like two puppies, covered with a cotton robe that was found out of the package, and still felt as if their hands and feet were like ice.

Young Master Qi was hot with blood, huddled in the cotton robe and recovered after a while, but Mu Zishi was shivering like chaff, so cold that he wanted to cry, wishing to jump into the fire, thinking about Zhaoxu Hall for a while, silver silk charcoal When winter comes, the whole house will be as warm as spring, and the quilts that have been sun-dried by Biluo are light, warm and fragrant, and I don’t forget to stuff a brass Tang Pozi covered with flannelette on my feet every night... But such a day must be gone. no more.

Seeing that he was shaking pitifully, Young Master Qi fumbled for his hand, stretched it from the back of his waist to his clothes and put it against his flesh. Feeling that the palm of his hand was like a block of ice, he couldn't help hissing: "Are you so afraid of the cold?"

But Mu Zishi felt as if his hands had been put into the stove, and finally warmed up, he simply squeezed his feet between Qi Shaochong's calves, and said in a low voice, "I'm not fat like a bear, of course I'm afraid of the cold!"

Qi Shaochong triumphantly said, "I'm not afraid of the cold!"

Mu Zishi had never seen such a person who was willing to jump into the pit to pick and scold him. He looked at him with pity, and thought to himself, His Highness the Crown Prince has seven orifices, how could there be such a brother?

When he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he only heard Qi Shaochong grievously say in his ear: "I'm not a bear either!"

Mu Zishi's eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he slept soundly.

Waking up in the morning, Mu Zishi was a little at a loss. Naturally, he wore his clothes, but he always felt that it was very unaccustomed to not have Bi Luo to serve him. reason.

After Mu Zishi put on the padded jacket, he gave him two supercilious glances: "Put it on yourself, or don't wear it."

Qi Shaochong had no choice but to resign himself to his fate, and put on his pants clumsily, but he was dressed in a mess. Mu Zishi could only help him tidy up the knots and necklines of his clothes, combed his hair with his fingers, put on his hat, and brought it to his neck I smelled it everywhere, and then I smelled myself, and sighed: "It's so dirty...I can smell sour!"

Mu Zishi has been nourishing his body these years, and he was born extraordinarily beautiful. Not only the crown prince pampers him, but also the maids in the palace love him. With a piece of dirt on the cuff, it feels like a world away.

Qi Shaochong didn't care, and pointed to Lu Kuangxi: "Doctor Lu didn't change his clothes either."

Lu Kuangxi was cooking a pot of porridge with a smile, and said, "Aren't you going to Xiazhou? From here to the north, within twenty miles, there is a small town called Huangni Town. It's deserted, you can stay at the inn in the town, and you can also buy new clothes to wear."

Mu Zishi thanked him cheerfully, and the three of them ate porridge and steamed buns. When they were about to part ways, Lu Kuangxi pulled Mu Zishi over and whispered: "Little brother, you are too young, and you are too thoughtful. You were born in the womb. It is not healthy at birth. Although there is a proper help of nourishing qi, nourishing blood and recuperating the day after tomorrow, but recently stagnated in the heart and worrying about the liver and spleen. With all due respect, I am afraid that the root cause of the disease has fallen. If it fails, the foundation will be damaged, and there is even the risk of early death from illness."

Mu Zishi was not surprised, but only smiled shyly, and said: "Doctor Lu, if you want to maintain health, you must first cultivate your heart and nature. I also know that anger hurts the liver, thinking hurts the blood and sorrows the spleen, sadness hurts the lungs and panic hurts the kidneys, but the road ahead is dangerous. Brother is by my side, if I don't hold on, what will he do?"

After finishing speaking, he bowed and saluted: "Doctor Lu, thank you for your kind words, let's leave now."

Lu Kuangxi nodded, only to feel that although the child was scheming, he was kind in nature, and one of the two was thin, the other was ignorant of world affairs, and he didn't know whether he could stand the hardships of the world. They stood still and looked at the two little children. The figures walked away side by side, sighing unconsciously.