Elite men's time travel through ancient times

Although Yang Fan's voice is nice, he is really reading every word seriously when he is reading, with no ups and downs in his tone, which is completely different from the ups and downs and eloquent speech of a storyteller.That is to say, Lin Mozhu, the true love, can listen to it seriously, and listen to it for several days without feeling tired at all.The only thing he was worried about was that Yang Fan talked too much, and he was thirsty and had a sore throat.

The storyteller Yang Fan, because of his sweetheart's support, has been full of energy in the past few days. He asked people to find many similar scripts and read them to Lin Mozhu one by one.His crazy behavior was not interrupted until Liu Ping came to the door again.The concierge had already received Yang Fan's orders, and when Liu Ping arrived, he was directly welcomed in.

As usual, he felt Lin Mozhu's pulse first, then Yang Fan led him to the study, and asked nervously, "Uncle, how is it?"

Liu Ping stroked his beard, nodded to him, and said, "It's pretty stable. You don't have to worry too much. Follow the notebook I gave you, just pay more attention, and you'll be fine." Then, he took the medicine from the medicine box. He took out a white porcelain bottle and continued: "This is the birth control pill that I have been mixing for the past few days. If Mo Zhu feels uncomfortable, you can give him one pill. From now on, I will come here every ten days to ask for a pulse. If there is something urgent, you Just go directly to Xiping Pharmacy."

Yang Fan took the porcelain vase respectfully, and said gratefully, "Thank you uncle."

Afterwards, Liu Ping wrote a few more prescriptions for medicinal food, and instructed the things that need to be paid attention to. When he was about to leave, Yang Fan remembered something, so he took a brocade box from the wooden shelf and handed it to Liu Ping: "This is a little kindness from the younger generation." It's not a respect, please accept it. The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Originally, the younger generation should bring Mo Zhu to the door to send the salute in person, but Mo Zhu is inconvenient, so I can only send it to you now.

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Hearing what he said, Liu Ping took the gift.

"Okay, I accept your wish."

Liu Ping left with the gift. On the carriage back, he opened the brocade box and found a copybook inside.Taking it out casually, Liu Ping was stunned when he saw the handwriting on it. It turned out to be a copybook written by Yuan Daozi in running script.

Yang Fan wanted to give Liu Ping a gift earlier, but he didn't know what Liu Ping liked, so he hesitated for a while and didn't know what to give.Then he suddenly remembered that Liu Ping stood in front of the calligraphy and painting of Yuan Daozi in their room for a long time, so he turned out the copybook he had collected.In fact, Yang Fan didn't study antiques, nor was he very interested, but in the past few years, in order to practice calligraphy, he has collected many calligraphy posts, calligraphy and paintings of famous people.This copybook of Yuan Daozi's running script is considered a treasure, and it can be given as a gift.

It can be regarded as a mistake, Liu Ping is interested in these calligraphy and paintings besides medical skills, and Yang Fan sent this gift to his heart.It is also because he likes it, so he also knows how precious this copybook is.Yang Fan was surprised by such an expensive gift when he made a move, but he was relieved when he thought about what he had heard about Yang Fan in the past few days.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. On this day of reunion, Yang Fan and the others originally planned to rush back to Jinxiu Villa before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Unfortunately, Lin Mozhu became pregnant unexpectedly. Now they can only stay in Beijing for the festival.Fortunately, they were by each other's side, Lin Mozhu had another one in his stomach, and it was considered a family reunion.

Ever since Lin Mozhu became pregnant, Yang Fan tried his best to put off work matters.He also handed over the gifts for the Mid-Autumn Festival to the shopkeepers, and even handed over the distribution of gifts to the housekeepers to the servants in the mansion.It's just that in the power center of the capital, some troublesome things will always come to the door automatically, and the stewards can't handle these things.

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is only a few days away, both the rich and powerful families and ordinary people in the capital are busy with ritual exchanges.Yang Fan's residence also received gifts from many people, and two of them made the housekeeper terrified, so he could only report to Yang Fan for handling.

Gifts are not very expensive, but the gift giver is a headache.There are two gifts, one is from the First Prince's Mansion, and the other is from the Third Prince's Mansion.Yang Fan was a little speechless, why did these princes stare at him one by one?

Yang Fan thought for a while, wrote a gift list, and asked the housekeeper to return the same gift to the two princes' residences. As for the invitation card sent by the eldest prince, he was invited to come to the residence to enjoy the flowers and the moon.After dealing with the gift return, Yang Fan didn't pay much attention to the two princes.With King Ning backing him up, these princes can't help him for the time being.

Soon, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yang Fan didn't plan to hold a big reunion festival for the two of them. He and Lin Mozhu would have a sumptuous meal together, and then eat mooncakes and admire the moon together at night, which would be considered a festival.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather is getting cooler.Due to the careful care during this period, Lin Mozhu is in good health, eats well and sleeps well, and has some flesh on his face, which gives Yang Fan a sense of accomplishment.It's just that the climate in the north is quite different from that in the south. I didn't expect the temperature to drop so quickly after autumn. Lin Mozhu caught a cold by accident.

It was just snot at first, but it didn't take long for him to develop a fever.This made Yang Fan very anxious, without any hesitation, he immediately asked someone to hitch up the carriage, and then took Lin Mozhu, who was already a little confused, to Mao'er Alley.

After several visits, Yang Fan also knew Liu Ping's identity.Knowing that he is the judge of the Tai Hospital, he has to go to the Tai Hospital to be on duty on weekdays

, Only one day of rest every ten days is free.Today he is not at home on duty, but the few disciples who have received his mantle are at the residence.These apprentices of Liu Ping will take turns watching the store at Xiping Pharmacy. Coincidentally, the one watching the shop today is the young man whom Yang Fan saw when he first came to the drugstore.Still dressed in coarse cloth, standing behind the counter lazily fiddled with the abacus.

Seeing him, Yang Fan hurriedly called out: "Liu Heng, show Mo Zhu quickly."

The young man's name is Liu Heng. He is Liu Ping's third disciple and his only son. He is only 20 years old now.Although young, his medical skills are very good.Hearing what Yang Fan said, he noticed that Yang Fan was holding a person across his arms.He hurriedly came out from behind the counter, opened the corner door and said to Yang Fan, "Come with me."

Still in the small courtyard, Liu Heng led Yang Fan and Lin Mozhu to a wing room, and then told the boy beside him: "Panxia, ​​Magnolia, go and fetch my medicine box."

"Yes, Master!"

Yang Fan put Lin Mozhu, who was in a semi-conscious state, on the bed. Because of the fever, his fair face was flushed abnormally, which made Yang Fan's heart ache.

Soon, the medicine box was brought, and after Liu Heng took Lin Mozhu's pulse, he took out a silver needle and gave him a quick injection, and wrote a prescription for the boy to take the medicine.Seeing that Yang Fan's anxious forehead was sweating, Liu Heng comforted him: "Little brother is fine, don't worry too much."

Hearing this, Yang Fan did not heave a sigh of relief, he is now full of self-blame and distress.He blamed himself for not taking good care of others, and felt sorry for Lin Mozhu suffering from this crime.Seeing his appearance, Liu Heng couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.No wonder my father, who clearly dislikes businessmen, treats Yang Fan differently, saying that he is a man of temperament.Growing up so big, he has never seen a man who loves his wife more than Yang Fan.

Liu Heng's medical skills are really good, and Lin Mozhu's illness is not serious. After taking the medicine, Lin Mozhu's fever subsided in the afternoon, but before he woke up, Yang Fan was always by his side.

Here, Yang Fan anxiously guarded the sick Lin Mozhu, the room was leaking because it was raining all night, so Qingyu came to report in the afternoon that something happened in the restaurant.

"The shopkeeper Zhu said that the third prince's mansion sent someone to the restaurant, saying that he likes the cooking skills of the restaurant's chefs very much, so let the master give you a cut... and send him a few chefs."

Yang Fan's gaze was still fixed on Lin Mozhu who was still sleeping on the bed, and he didn't lift his head when he heard the words.Just when Qingyu thought he didn't hear what he said, Yang Fan asked unhurriedly: "What do the chefs say?"

Qingyu glanced at the calm Yang Fan, and replied: "Chef Lu and Chef Kong said that they are willing to serve the third prince."

Hearing this, Yang Fan actually laughed, and then told Qingyu: "Go and tell the shopkeeper Zhu, whoever wants to leave in the restaurant, let them go, and follow the rules of the restaurant,"

"Yes, sir."

After receiving the order, he retreated softly.Liu Heng on the side heard their conversation and couldn't help asking Yang Fan: "How could you offend the Third Prince?"

Even Liu Heng, an outsider, felt that Yang Fan had offended the third prince, so the third prince was deliberately embarrassing, how could Yang Fan, a member of the authority, not understand?What does the third prince want the chef in his restaurant to do?I'm afraid not only want to cause trouble for him, but also want to open a restaurant in the capital, right?As for why it is a restaurant and not a teahouse, because the business of the restaurant depends on the cooking skills of the chefs and the thick recipes, while the business of the teahouse depends on the rich variety of fruits he provides.The chef can dig it away, but those fruits are hard to find.

A dignified prince, but pursuing profit with the common people, still uses such low-level methods.It can be seen that the third prince is a narrow-minded person who always compares pennies and pennies.

Liu Ping stayed in the palace every year, and Liu Heng was his only son, so naturally he knew the third prince very well.After thinking about it, he couldn't help persuading him: "Brother Yang, the third prince is now very popular in the court, you'd better avoid him."

Avoiding the third prince?For such a person, what is the use of avoiding him?As long as you want to stand out, you will eventually be noticed by him. Unless you are used by him, you cannot avoid today's situation.

But it's useless to think about it. The soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth. He, Yang Fan, was really not afraid of the third prince.

At the time of You, Liu Ping came back from his duty in the palace, and when he heard that Yang Fan had sent Lin Mozhu to the mansion, he went straight to the backyard without changing his clothes.Lin Mozhu was already awake at this time and was taking medicine.Liu Ping took his pulse again, and looked at the prescription Liu Heng gave him. First, he nodded his head in satisfaction with Liu Heng, and then said to Yang Fan and Lin Mozhu: "Although the fever has subsided, but these few days Still need to pay more attention, just stay here."

Out of consideration for Lin Mozhu's health, Yang Fan agreed to Liu Ping's arrangement without hesitation.

【End of this chapter】

□Author's gossip: Xinkeng's "Song Zhai's Daily Broadcasting" is for collection and recommendation,

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