Naturally, Mo Li didn't know what Meng Qi was thinking. He was agitated by Meng Qi's aura, and his own aura suddenly fluctuated.
Fortunately, Yan Cen and the others were far apart and didn't see it.
Doctor Mo squinted at Meng Qi, someone can really cause trouble anytime, anywhere, and now he is not crazy, but he almost implicated himself.
Gerbils can dig holes, what about fish
— Jumping hard on a river beach for some distance before diving into the water? Do you want to be embarrassed
Mo Li's expression remained unmoved, but he was unhappy in his heart. With a flick of his sleeves, he walked directly to the entrance of the valley.
Meng Qi knew that he was wrong, so he touched his nose and followed behind.
When they said goodbye to Shimo and Yan Cen, they were more cautious and polite.
The head of the family is from Jianghu, and he speaks very straightforwardly. No matter how polite he is, he will not show any tricks. However, Yan Cen took the lead and caught up with Dr. Mo. He praised a few medical skills according to the classics, and sincerely thanked him.
Mo Li was a little surprised. After he left Zhushan County, all he saw were ordinary people, not even a few literate people. It had been a long time since he saw such manners.
He suddenly thought of what Meng Qi said, that this person came from an unusual background.
Mo Li was only slightly surprised, and the big boss was already stunned.
Duan Hulu suddenly opened his mouth and was able to speak so appropriately, which was really surprising.
There are very few people who can speak well in this village. Because these people used to walk with their heads lowered, for fear of attracting attention, and their tongues were dull. Now that I am old, I will learn how to deal with people and things, and I will inevitably be worse.
As a result, his sworn brother was a blockbuster.
As soon as the gloomy expression disappeared, he wore a thick cloak that completely covered his arms, and his whole body seemed to be reborn, with a tall and straight posture, like the zhilan jade tree mentioned by the storyteller.
Sure enough, people who have read books are different.
The head of Shimo sighed in his heart. He tilted his head and saw Qian Xiaolang who was hiding nearby to watch the fun. His heart moved, and he beckoned and called the young man to his side.
Qian Xiaolang was only twelve years old and was very curious about the rare strangers in the village.
He didn't say a word, his eyes blinked, always peeking at Meng Qi.
Qian Xiaolang didn't know how to cover up, and was soon discovered by Mo Li. Seeing the young man looking at Meng Qi reverently, he couldn't help but wonder. Meng Qi didn't do anything in Shimo Shanzhai. admirers
Meng Qi's eyes did not squint.
Just a curious boy, not worth mentioning.
Yan Cen led the way in front, and the group entered the largest room in the cottage, similar to where other bandit villages were used as the Juyi Hall. Although the tables and chairs were mostly rough stones, they were very similar.
At this time, food and drinks have been prepared in the Juyi Hall.
There was nothing to say about eating, just hard cakes with a bowl of hot broth on the side.
The wine is home-brewed, with a smell of fermented wild fruit. At this time, someone is holding it carefully, pouring it into the gauze bowl, and carefully sifting the wine.
The wine is cloudy, and sieving it once is not enough, it needs to be repeated three times.
In the center of the Juyi Hall is a fire pit, the fire has also risen, and there is an iron frame on it. The sieved wine is put on it to warm it up, so that it will not cool your throat when you drink it.
While they were busy, everyone stopped when they saw the big boss brought someone in.
Some called the second head, some called the big head, and some asked why Qian Xiaolang came.
The head of Shimo coughed dryly and gestured towards Mo Li.
Everyone was taken aback, looked at each other, and saluted unevenly: "Thank you doctor for saving our second master."
Ink carp: "… "
There are only six or seven people waiting for them in this Juyi Hall. Right now, no one salutes the same as others. Some hold their fists facing the front, some hold their fists and bow their heads, and some hold their fists and bow their heads and bow their heads. Others knelt down on one leg, others saluted with their palms together, and the most exaggerated kind of worshippers bowed to gods and Buddhas.
If Mo Li didn't know their identities, if it was an uninformed outsider who suddenly entered this cave-like Juyi Hall, and saw a group of strange-looking people inside, they were messing around with their salutes. Yes, I am afraid that I will faint from fright, thinking that I have entered the monster's lair by mistake.
"What kind of ceremony are you doing?!"
The big boss lost all face, and his eyes were about to pop out.
Yan Cen was also dumbfounded, where is this entertaining guests, I'm afraid he's playing tricks
"...I don't mean to be more serious? Be serious?"
The people in the village raised their heads and looked at each other, and soon found that the problem was that everyone had a different understanding of the concept of "solemn salute". Unsure of what to do, he simply learned from the person next to him, but added "more respectful" details without authorization.
Looking back now, everyone is embarrassed.
"Cough, the doctor is laughing, my brothers don't have a formal appearance on weekdays, and they can't get on the stage."
The big boss insisted on saving a little face for Shimo Shanzhai, and was furious in his heart.
Yan Cen gave his afflicted brother Zebai a reassuring look, dumbfounded, and continued to pick the big beam to greet Mo Li and Meng Qi.
Yan Cen's words were thoughtful, but with such a commotion in front of him, the atmosphere couldn't be lively.
Meng Qi smiled, not smiling, he thought this stockade was interesting.
Mo Li was sitting upright, as if nothing had happened. When the master reprimanded him, he simply stared at the fire pond in the middle of the Juyi Hall, and then slowly retracted his gaze until everyone was seated.
Yan Cen felt a bit of gratitude in his heart.
The head of the family took a piece of paper from the person in charge of the warehouse and sent it to the table seriously: "This is the medicinal material in the cottage, and I am willing to offer it as a consultation fee and remuneration."
The paper was slightly yellowed, half-old and not new, but the words on it were well written.
It's just not written in ink, it looks more like a sharpened charcoal bar.
Mo Li raised his eyes and saw that Yan Cen was a little uncomfortable on the opposite side, and knew who the word came from.
There is no pen and ink in the Shimo cottage, and it is not easy to find this piece of paper. Mo Li didn't say anything. He took the "gift list" and read it again.
He had already bought the herbs the ink carp needed during the day. Although these things were good, Meng Qi didn't need them. Thinking that the people in the cottage might use these medicinal herbs to replace things, he pushed back and said, "I'm very polite, I just passed this mountain, just in time for the meeting..."
The voice of the ink carp stopped.
Because by the light in the fire pit, he found that there were two lines of words on the back, and he turned it over naturally.
Tiger bone, tiger whip.
Although it is also a rare medicinal material, but…
Doctor Mo silently put the piece of paper on the table, and said decisively: "These herbs are useless, and I have no intention of adding more weight to the luggage. A cup made of bamboo in a mountain, it looks a little wild."
Meng Qi sat close, his eyes were good, and he saw what was written on the paper.
He was about to tease him when he suddenly heard Doctor Mo mention the bamboo cup, his expression changed slightly.
The master of Shimo couldn't understand why Mo Li asked for a cup, but it was simple, so he agreed.
Yan Cen also breathed a sigh of relief. The gift list had tiger bones and tiger whips written on it, which was also a helpless move. There was really no valuable thing to be found in the village, and things that ordinary people despised, wouldn't it be laughable and generous to take them out.
The tiger is a tyrant in the stone mill mountain. It has eaten many mountain people. When they first entered the mountain a few years ago, they even attacked and injured several people until they were beaten to death by the boss. It has been left in the cottage for a long time, and the merchant can't afford it, so it is better to give it to the doctor.
At this time, the warm wine was brought up one after another.
Mo carp did not drink alcohol, and Meng Qi did not drink alcohol when he drank medicine, which is very regrettable.
He looked at Qian Xiaolang, what he wanted to say, but hesitant.
"Doctor, look at this child..."
Qian Xiaolang subconsciously avoided and covered his mouth.
The big boss got angry and shouted: "Do you still want to go out?"
Mo Li turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Qian Xiaolang lowered his head and said dejectedly, "I don't want to, I think it's a good life in the stockade."
"Bullshit." The big boss scolded, and everyone quickly discouraged him.
After two rushes, the boy ran out tearfully.
Mo Li learned the origin of Qian Xiaolang from other people's talk. This boy was sold by his parents because of his poor family. Because he was born with a different appearance, he couldn't find any good place to go, so he could only sell half as a gift. Be the son of the old hunter.
This old hunter is sitting in the Juyi Hall at the moment. He is blind in one eye. It looks like he encountered a beast while hunting, and half of his face is ruined.
At this moment, he was holding the wine bowl and sighed: "It is said that he is poor, but it is not that his family can't solve the problem at all. His father is Tongsheng, because reading has cost the family a lot of money, but the whole family is counting on him to flourish. The children have been sold clean, and the child was born in his house, I am afraid they are here to pay off the debt!"
"Don't say it, if Qian Xiaolang's father is capable, how could he fail the exam after so many years, and he is not as smart as Qian Xiaolang. When we met, how old was this kid and he could memorize several books? It's a pity-"
Regardless of the previous dynasty or the current dynasty, if you want to step up your ranks and want to take the imperial examination, you don't need to study hard.
If you don't look good, you don't even want to enter the exam room.
Just because being an official is also a job in front of you, you look shabby and have disabilities, so don't think about it.
It doesn't matter whether Qian Xiaolang has the talent for reading or whether he can pass the test, because since he was born, this path has not been with him.
Everyone was talking, remembering that there was a doctor here, and looked at Mo Li with hope.
Doctor Mo thought for a while, then slowly shook his head.
- The gap on the boy's lips is too big. If only half of his teeth are exposed, or if he is younger, he will try to suture it with catgut, and the possibility of cure is very high. Now he is not sure.
The boss sighed and said nothing.
Mo Li vaguely understood the situation here, and felt a little melancholy. Looking back, he found that Meng Qi was also distracted.
"Brother Meng?"
Meng Qi laughed at himself: "It's nothing, I haven't thought about these things carefully before."
He doesn't care about how people look.
Black carp also has this problem.
It turns out that the way of benevolence and righteousness, whether it is the book of the sages, or even persuading people to learn poetry, is to fool people.
What book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house, but it is nonsense! There are many people in the world who can read, but they can't take the imperial examinations at all. Those who fail to study will waste money and food and drag their families down.
The suffering in the world is worse than people think.
After three rounds of drinking, Qian Xiaolang suddenly stumbled back, his eyes terrified.
"The big boss, it's not good! There is a fire in the valley outside, and many people have come!"
"What?" The head of the family suddenly stood up and asked anxiously, "Is there a flag, is it an officer or soldier?"
Yan Cen wanted to go out to see what happened, but was stopped by Mo Li.
"Your illness is not healed yet. You have to take the medicine for at least seven days. Don't use your inner strength rashly now."
"But… "
Yan Cen had an ominous feeling.
At this time, someone came in to report.
"It's not like officers and soldiers, but there are a lot of people, as if they are searching the mountains!"
The author has something to say:
Think about it, if you look ugly, you won't be given an exam or a diploma, and you will be at the bottom all your life →_→ Isn't it terrible
Some dynasties are very particular about appearance. The so-called good-looking is not the kind of good-looking in our concept. It is about having a good-looking appearance, such as a face with a Chinese character. There are several types of looks.
Even if you pass the test and pass the exam, you can answer the paper better than others, not to mention the family background and the faction, just look at your face, and then compare your opponent's face, you may be ranked Back row.
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I think it's good to live in the modern age, at least if you don't look good, you can read and study.