I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

After ordering Xiao Erwan not to come and disturb him, Du Qiyan put on his Taoist robe again, lit incense, and began to chant and ask questions very solemnly.

Everything was going well until, when the coins were thrown, one of them rolled off the table and rolled all the way under the bed.

Ye Heng quickly lay down on the ground, trying to reach for it, but he couldn't reach it even after touching a hand of ashes.Taking a closer look by the light of the candle, he found that the copper coin had just rolled into a crack, and it was in a standing state.

Ye Heng sighed, patted the ashes on his hands and stood up: "Du Qiyan, do you have any spare copper coins? If not, we can only move the bed away!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't hear a response. When he turned his head, he saw Du Qiyan standing aside with his fingers pinched, not looking at him at all.

"Hey," Ye Heng waved his hands in front of his eyes, "Why are you standing there?"

Du Qiyan blinked and put his hand down: "There's no need to occupy it anymore."

Ye Heng rarely saw his serious appearance, so he didn't argue with him at this time, and only asked: "Why?"

"All the copper coins in my hand are specially polished and blessed, and the states presented during divination have their meanings. Standing up means that the question is unpredictable, or that the fortune is changing at any time, and there is no conclusion."

"Is there still such a saying?" Ye Heng looked at him dubiously, his eyes slowly narrowed, "You won't lie to me, will you?"

"There's nothing to lie about," Du Qiyan walked to the round table and pointed to the copper coins scattered on the table, "Although there is no conclusion, there are only two kinds of hexagrams now. If the last copper coin is on the sunny side, it will turn the clouds and see the sun." Gua, all disasters will be eliminated."

Ye Heng's heart moved, and he asked cautiously: "Then, what if the dark side is on the top?"

"Zhu Yan changed, and the carved railings and jade brickwork are not there." After Du Qiyan finished speaking, his expression was secretive.

Ye Heng frowned: "What do you mean?"

Du Qiyan realized that he really hadn't read much, closed his eyes and said "Tsk", "It's a big disaster, bad luck! Bad luck for everyone!"

On the way home, Ye Heng kept thinking about what Du Qiyan said.

Because after Du Qiyan said this sentence, he refused to explain anymore, and suggested that he move away, the farther the better, and by the way, he recommended himself to follow him, and help him avoid disaster along the way.

Ye Heng was too lazy to mess with him, but because he was accurate in divination and his desire to escape was very sincere, so he had to believe his words.

Just thinking about it, a human voice suddenly came from outside the carriage: "Quick! Hurry up!"

Immediately, Ye Heng felt the carriage stop.

It's been a long time since I saw anyone on the street, and Jin Bao gave way to the other party, which forced Ye Heng to lift the curtain to see the person coming, but he saw a group of people driving forward with dozens of cars. Horse-drawn, someone pushed behind the cart, and the cart was carrying bags after bags, boxes after boxes, I don't know what they were.

Ye Heng moved to the front of the carriage, raised the curtain slightly and asked Jin Bao, "What are these people doing?"

Jin Bao turned his head and said in a low voice, "It's someone from the Inspection Department. It looks like they are going to transport sandbags and other things to the moat."

Ye Heng silently watched this group of people pass by, and suddenly a thought arose in his heart - everyone will be unlucky, does this "everyone" also include the nobles in the palace?

However, if there is a wind direction in the capital, Gao Jiayi will definitely send someone to notify him. If there is no notification due to heavy rain, it can only mean that there is no major incident in the court. The situation in the DPRK is still relatively clear, how could it suddenly change?

Ye Heng rubbed his face, remembering the white-haired man said "I will help you", wondering if he was worrying too much, in fact, the hexagram should be closer to "seeing the sun through the clouds"?

Returning home with a heavy heart, Ye Heng went to look in Master Ye's room again, and saw the doctor came out just after finishing the acupuncture.

Ye Heng immediately kept the doctor for dinner, and wanted to inquire about the condition in detail.

After some explanation, the doctor finally said earnestly: "This disease is like cutting flesh with a blunt knife. Although it is not fatal, it consumes the patient's will and energy too much, so the comfort of the patient should not be neglected on weekdays."

Ye Heng nodded repeatedly, expressing that he was educated, and then asked: "Doctor, if my family moves to a place with less rain and dryness, will my father's leg recover faster?"

The doctor sighed with compassion: "In principle, your idea is correct. However, considering the patient's current situation, long-distance travel is purely a luxury, and the general suffering of traveling and traveling will be so painful that he will kill him." His life. Unless he thinks about it himself and can endure this journey, otherwise..."

Ye Heng lowered his eyes, knowing that moving is absolutely impossible.Father was so angry that he didn't even want to take two extra steps to beat him, how could he bear this crime?

"In addition, there is one more thing to remind Mr. Ye."

Ye Heng quickly raised his head and leaned towards the doctor: "Please tell me."

"There are quite a few people suffering from this disease in the capital. In the medicinal herb shop in the west of the city, several low-priced medicinal materials that are specially designed to treat this disease have been sold out. The medicinal materials around here are relatively expensive. Although they are in stock, as far as I know, there are not many. .So in future prescriptions, I will increase the dosage of Fangfeng, I wonder if Young Master Ye can accept it."

Ye Heng was worried that he had no place to spend money, so he pursed his lips politely after hearing this, and showed a smile: "You are welcome, doctor, as long as my father's health can improve, there is no harm in using more expensive medicinal materials."

Seeing that he didn't object, the doctor relaxed his expression: "Actually, it's the time to harvest parsnips. If Mr. Ye has a connection, he can send someone to other places to harvest some for use. There is also the newly harvested bone grass a while ago. , you can also collect some."

Ye Heng thanked him for being so thoughtful, and specially paid him a few taels more when paying the consultation fee, and brought some snacks and fruits for him to take to the car, and sent him back to the clinic all the way.

After sending the doctor away, Ye Heng immediately asked the housekeeper to bring the name book, recruited a few of the strongest servants, and the guys in the shop who hadn't been on duty yet, prepared them money, food and rain gear, and asked them to set off tomorrow as the doctor said. Go to several nearby cities to collect the medicine, and promise to give each of them an extra month's wages after the medicine comes back.

Because Jinbao was among the people sent there, and there were many fewer servants at home, Ye Heng couldn't get people to drive around the city anytime, anywhere, so he didn't go out that day, only busy with trivial matters in the shop, and Accompanying Mr. Ye by the bed, as soon as Mr. Ye woke up, he tried his best to say some words of comfort and encouragement. As soon as Mr. Ye fell asleep, he began to calculate how much money he had already spent and how much he still wanted to spend.

That night, he got a tip from the cook.

"It's getting harder to buy food these days, and it's inconvenient to travel by car at the grain transport gate and charcoal transport gate. In my opinion, it's better to drive the grain transport ship directly to Beijing!"

He immediately turned around and said to Zhao Cai: "Go and tell the housekeeper, quickly take the money and buy four or five boats with a canopy and come back! By the way, go to the umbrella shop, my jade needle coir should be woven, teach others Get it back quickly! Send another letter to Jin Bao and the others, if you can’t get a car on the way back, then go to the branch to get some silver and send it back by boat!”

The housekeeper handled the affairs properly, and within two days, he sent several small boats into the yard, some of them were parked in the lotus pond, and some of them were put into the empty house first.

With boats and jade needles, it is much easier for the family to go out and do errands, and Ye Heng is no exception.

He first took a boat to all the temples he wanted to worship, and offered many times the incense money and ritual money as usual, then rowed to a nearby restaurant, had a meal, bought most of the food in the restaurant, and prepared part of it to give away. Give it to the temple, and take some of it home.

The owner of the restaurant is almost overjoyed—the surrounding environment of the temple is already quiet, and they point to the pilgrims to eat and earn money. If it rains heavily today, the temple will no longer be patronized. After eating, they couldn't leave Beijing. Now it's good. Ye Heng bought it. After they finished eating, they just collect the money, close and lock the gate, and then they can bring their wives and children back to their hometown!

The monks and congratulators in the temple were also very happy—there were many people in the temple. When the incense was low, the supply of vegetarian dishes had to be maintained by the radishes and vegetables grown by ourselves, not to mention that nowadays it is difficult to buy fresh vegetables with money. Non-eating turned into one meal a day, and they went straight to penance, and now they are well, Ye Heng sent food, and they can finally eat enough!

For this happy event, Ye Heng was naturally also very happy, and asked his servant to row the boat back quickly to see if his father's health has improved.

Unexpectedly, he heard his father's yelling outside the door before he entered the door. When he went over to see, the two aunts were still secretly wiping tears beside him.

Ye Heng was taken aback, and ran directly to the bedside. After looking around, he didn't see why, so he asked in confusion, "What's going on? Did you call the doctor?"

"The doctor is gone!" The aunt guarding the bed sobbed twice, looking at him tearfully, "No one gives the master injections to relieve the pain now..."

"What?" Ye Heng was quite shocked, but he understood in an instant.

It has been raining for almost two months, and everyone who can run has run away. The reason why the doctor told him so much that day was probably because he was afraid that he would not let him go. He could only remind him as much as he could, hoping that he would blame himself less when he knew about it. .

Ye Heng held his forehead and felt his temples throbbing: "What about the other doctors? Have you looked for them?"

The aunt who was guarding the end of the bed shook her head with a dejected look on her face: "Run away, everyone ran away..."

Ye Heng was almost discouraged, but he looked down at his own father, and he managed to find some comfort from the other party's loud voice crying out for pain, so he stood up tiredly: "Don't cry, I'll go to the doctor Look, you guys stay with dad well, make him feel more comfortable when he is awake, and wait for me to come back."

After Ye Heng finished speaking, he recruited another servant, and rowed out the door again.

Of course, the doctors in the capital did not disappear, but the remaining doctors either lived too far away from his home, or raised the consultation fees to sky-high prices.

Ye Heng took it for granted that he ruled out the latter—it's not that he couldn't afford to invite them, but the character he displayed made him dare not to compliment him, so how could he dare to invite these people to see a doctor for his father.

As for the former, it is okay to pay a lot of money for an emergency, but it is embarrassing to spend half a day every day picking up and dropping off, and I can't let my father howl for an hour every day.

Thinking of the end, he had no choice but to send someone out to find a doctor again, and take the Xinglin Sacred Hands home to raise them, and take turns to treat Mr. Ye with needles.

On the third day, Master Ye couldn't bear it any longer. He pushed away the medicine bowl and sat up and scolded: "Damn it, what a famous doctor! Does the medicine prescribed work? Use it when you are in a hurry. Mafeisan and aconitum wine, my father is numb from eating, so I drive them all out!"