In ancient times, it is said that it was the time when the apes on both sides of the Jiahe River cried out.
Dongchong Mansion is an important town for merchants in the north. Although you can't enjoy the wonderful scenery on both sides of the bank, the buzz of people is indispensable. Besides, the Buddhist meeting outside the city lasts for ten and a half months. On the observation day, large and small gatherings were gathered in the north and south of the city. Duan Ming and the others followed here, guarding in the dark, the boat was a private boat, and they didn't dare to move around without the master's order, so they just carefully watched the movement inside the boat.
Fish and dragons are mixed in the city, and it is even worse on the pier. Long-term workers sit on the shore with their shoulders bare and talk about the mountains. The boat was quite quiet here, with only a few servants going up and down in an orderly manner, moving in and out, carrying some food and charcoal up, or two fire maids came out to breathe and cool off—it looked like it was indeed an ordinary wealthy businessman.
Outside the window, there are clusters of yelling and hawking, and there are fishing boats shouting in the middle of the river, but none of these can disturb the very quiet atmosphere in the boat, and it can be regarded as a quiet place in the middle of the noise. Yu Jinnian chatted with him for a while, but he did not forget himself After feeling the pulse, he said: "Boss Xia, can you take off the clothes on your shoulders, and let me check the skin on the sore spot?"
"Naturally." Yan Chang untied his belt, and slowly took off his inner and outer clothes, exposing the entire back of his shoulders.
Yu Jinnian turned behind him, looked down and was a little stunned. There are several old scars in a mess on this back. It is impossible to tell when it was. In short, it cannot be injured in the past two years. He may have a physical problem, and he is prone to scars, which makes the cord-like hyperplasia on the back look particularly hideous. , by comparison, the round scar the size of a copper coin on the right shoulder does not look so ugly.
But small scars do not mean less injuries, sometimes the opposite.
Yan Chang waited quietly for a while, seeing that he was not moving as if he was thinking, so he turned his eyes a little bit, watched him quietly for a while, and then asked: "Why, Mr. Xiao is scared."
"Ah. No, I'm just a little surprised. I didn't expect that such a noble person as Boss Xia would suffer such a serious injury." Yu Jinnian realized his impoliteness, and quickly looked away, secretly rubbing a few fingers in his sleeves When it was hot, he gently touched his shoulders, tested the strength a few times, and then carefully felt the knotted growth of the muscle texture under the fingertips.
What a shrewd person Yan Chang is, how could he fail to see the series of small movements in Yu Jinnian's hands, which seemed natural, but in fact he was meticulous and meticulous - this young man may be far more stable than his first impression much. Yan Chang thought about it for a moment, and said to himself: "There are many bandits in the southwest."
Yu Jinnian didn't understand: "... what?"
Yan Chang touched a scar on the back of his waist, and said: "The wound on my body was suffered there for many years. The spot on the shoulder was stabbed by the thief's head with a flying arrow. But the man The head has been cut off by me, and now it is placed in the house as a lamp holder."
As he was speaking, he suddenly looked up and looked at Yu Jinnian's eyes that collided with him suddenly. Because he was thinking about his illness, his brain turned a little slower, and he seemed a little dazed. After a while, he was about to speak when the other party came Suddenly smiled: "Fake."
Yu Jinnian: "..." It's strange if someone believes it.
Yan Chang put away the banter, and said sadly: "Actually, the opponent hired a killer, and my wife blocked the fatal sword for Xia, so that the flying arrow only hurt my shoulder and arm, but she herself..."
Yu Jinnian stared at him for a long while, his eyes were full of "If you believe in you, you will have ghosts"!
Yan Chang neither argued nor argued, looking at himself with a half-smile.
Yu Jinnian didn't care how the injury came about, just let him talk nonsense, he knew it was an arrow wound from years of age, so he continued to look down at the man's arm, and said to himself: "I have seen many wounds of different shapes, you This... is not very serious, but the scar is a bit heavier, if you take good care of it when you are first injured, it should not be like this. But you are a good man, and you are not afraid of having some scars on your body. "
Yan Chang was silent for a moment, then smiled vaguely: "That's right."
Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Yu Jinnian didn't understand what this man wanted to say, so he just shut up and concentrated on seeing the doctor. He held Yan Chang's arm with one hand, and pressed the other hand on his shoulder, moving it slowly, calling him occasionally. I used some strength to grab something on the table: "Boss Xia, tell me how you feel the pain, whether it hurts when you are moving or when you are still, when you are cold or hot, whether it is during the day or at night? "
After thinking about it, Yan Chang calmly said one by one: "At first, I just felt pain occasionally when I was tired, so I didn't take it to heart. Later, it became more serious. Since last year, this hand has been sore and sore from time to time, and it is difficult to hold it for a long time. It seems that there is a thin knife stuck in the bone, especially after winter, it needs to be warmed by the fire to be more comfortable... Little sir, do you have any idea?"
Yu Jinnian said patiently: "The root of the disease is the blockage between the meridians and tendons of the skin, flesh, and blood. As a result, the stagnation of Qi and blood and the stagnation of the meridians lead to pain. Besides, Boss Xia has lived in the south for a long time, and the climate is damp and cold. The more stasis is aggravated, Going back and forth like this became a dead end. Boss Xia, how do you feel now, compared to just now...how much does it hurt?"
Yan Chang looked at him, frowning indistinctly: "It's still tolerable."
"Since I'm sick, I don't need to bear it anymore, otherwise what do we healers do?" Yu Jinnian put his arm down, looked around the room, and walked towards the desk inside. His boat doesn't look very gorgeous from the outside, but the interior furnishings obviously took a lot of effort, whether it's the red nanmu desk, the white jade tiger and beast ruler, or Mei Ziqing's ice-pattern leaf brush. You don't notice it at first glance, but you can feel the simplicity and atmosphere when you look carefully.
Yu Jinnian picked up the most common pen, licked the ink randomly, and wrote about cinnamon twigs, dried ginger, notopterygium, stiff silkworm, etc., supplemented by Poria cocos, Atractylodes macrocephala, mulberry and sinensis to strengthen the muscles and bones, and astragalus to invigorate Qi, He also added coix seed and licorice, considered the dosage, deleted, deleted and corrected for a while, his expression was serious as if he had settled down, as if he had forgotten about others.
Yan Chang folded his clothes and stood up, seeing him sullenly concentrating on wrestling with a few ink characters, and just watching, a gray hairband fell down the back of his head to his shoulders. In the middle of the day, the sun was fading to the west, and the slanting light came in from the window randomly, making people's ears and cheeks golden red.
Xiwei Hefeng inadvertently rolled the tail of the hair into the pen. Yu Jinnian didn't notice it, and was about to straighten up when he suddenly felt a hand reaching out to his ear. He subconsciously tightened his body and heard a rustle. With a rustle, Yan Chang raised his hand and pulled it away: "The hairband is dirty, take it off, so as not to stain the collar. I don't have anything else, I still have a few of these small things."
"No need..."
"Thursday!"
Yu Jinnian frowned slightly.
From this, Yan Chang couldn't help but think of the lost duck egg green that he mentioned yesterday - the soft eggshell color matches him, and it really looks good. I don't know if there is such a gentle color thing on his boat. So he called Zhou Fenglai and whispered some instructions.
Zhou Feng had a bitter face when he heard it, but he didn't dare to speak. He ran to the back cabin to take stock, but his master never liked these rotten things, and the clothes he wore were always dignified and decent. Wearing these messy gadgets, not to mention the many requirements.
With great difficulty, I found a Haibi mop forehead that my master had worn when he was a prince, with a pair of snow-white and round pearls adorning the root hairs at both ends, and silver clouds embroidered on the forehead—I don't know if it suits the master's wishes.
"Brother Feng, what are you looking for?" The guard on the ship's warehouse is a newly promoted guard who has been crossing the ground before. This is the first time he was lucky enough to come out with his master, so he was very excited along the way. His hands and feet are not idle, he wants to help everywhere, and he talks a lot. He saw Zhou Feng tied headlong into the accessory box, and saw two huge pearls between his fingers, and immediately said in surprise, "Master, I never rewarded anyone with jewelry before. Which family's girl is this? In the eyes of the master?"
Zhou Feng spat at him: "You don't have eyes, your eyes can see that it's makeup jewelry! Watch your mouth carefully, if I hear any gossip, I'll throw you into the river and feed the fish!"
The guard murmured: "A girl is a girl, and our master is not too young, what's wrong with taking a girl."
It would be nice if it was a girl. He is not only a real brother, but also the third son of Ji.
In fact, Zhou Feng was also bald with worry, and he was slandering in his heart - his master, the king of Yue, was very competitive when he was young, and he was only interested in martial arts and swords. . Later, when the world was at peace, he was dispatched to Yuedi instead, and his temper became more and more serious, let alone marrying a daughter Naxin.
At this age, it's a good time for men to show off their glory. It's nothing more than their master's lack of interest. After all these years, there are still only a few girls in the house who have followed since childhood.
But it is said that those girls may not be able to win the master's favor several times in a month or two, let alone who can give birth to a little master and a young lady. Mothers are more expensive than children. The white porcelain vase of the kiln is not as good as it.
Although, the first emperor gave her a marriage once, but that young lady of your family was born with poor fortune, and died of illness before she got married. Yan Chang has never even met the young lady's face, so she committed some unreasonable "infatuation" and never moved Na Fei's mind.
But in Zhou Feng's view, these are all excuses.
Today's day is reminded every day and every year, and this marriage reminder has almost become a common occurrence in their Yue Palace. The portraits of the noble ladies in the capital are sent to Yuedi, and the whole room is piled up. No matter what kind of stunning talent, gentleness and virtuousness, Yan Chang was never seen to be tempted by the ashes as soon as he passed the eyes. Later, he even used the shoulder disease as an excuse to avoid talking about the marriage.
Zhou Feng knew that his master wanted to achieve great things, but no matter how big the matter was, he would not delay getting married and having children!
Holding the Haibi Dongzhu to wipe his forehead, Zhou Feng peeped in through the crack of the door, and saw his master staring at the little genius doctor intently from a long distance away, almost scraping off his tender skin . He woke up suddenly, and said with horror in his heart: Could it be that the master is not interested in the girl at home because he is interested in others
The master is in a high position, and he is not afraid of anything if he likes individual tastes, but... he knocked on the door and turned his eyes on Yu Jinnian. Yan Chang glared at him before thinking of handing over his forehead.
Yan Chang took it, got up and walked to the case in person: "Use it first."
When they rummaged through the box, Yu Jinnian had already tied his hair hastily with a thick rope, thanked him at this time, wiped his forehead over his hands, and put it back on the table calmly, without taking it seriously. After writing the prescription, he asked Zhou Feng to get off the boat to grab the medicine for ten days, and then explained how to cook it meticulously. After that, he picked up the needle bag, took the needles one by one, and burned them on the candle: "Boss Xia Sit down, the effect of taking medicine alone may not be satisfactory, I will do acupuncture with you today, and I will do other things with you after my acupuncture knife is ready."
As he said that, he thought it was getting in the way, so he pushed the valuable Dongzhumo forehead a little away, and put the needle bag on the original place.
Yan Chang glanced at the neglected wiped forehead on the table, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and said, "That's Mr. Lao."
"Don't bother. Boss Xia and I used warm needles. Today is the first day. The feeling under the needles may be a little more sensitive. If you have any pain or discomfort, you should tell them in time." Once Yu Jinnian became serious, he had no other thoughts , only the person in front of me has this disease, "In the past few days until I left Dongchong Mansion, I will give an injection at this hour every day, every half an hour... Boss Xia, is it possible?"
Yan Chang: "Naturally, I will listen to the master."
Yu Jinnian nodded, took thin silver needles, and pierced the three shoulder points respectively, namely Jianliao, Jianzhen and Jianliao. These three points belonged to the three yang meridians of the hand and were important points for treating shoulder and neck pain. Hegu and Yanglingquan, the key points for Shujin, and Ashi point, which is the most painful point, were also selected. Twist lightly after stitching to gain qi.
"Master Zhou, please bring the moxa I bought yesterday."
Zhou Feng quickly took it, and it was a big box full.
Moxa moxa is made by picking old moxa that has been dried for more than three years, and the leaves are wide and thick, and then crushed and sieved for many times. The smoke of the new moxa is thick and flammable, and it is easy to hurt the veins. It is far less dry than the old moxa, the yang energy is restrained, and it is softer when burned.
Harvesting mugwort in May and drying it in the air can take as short as three years and as long as five years. The cashmere-making does not begin until a certain day in the twelfth lunar month. Not only must the hammered stone mortar and wooden mallet be cleaned, but also the water used must be pure. The more times, the more refined the moxa maker's mind, and the finer the moxa. High-quality moxa not only feels light and soft like cotton wool, but can be easily kneaded into shapes. Its color is also green and golden, so it is called golden moxa.
Due to the age of making moxa, there are unavoidably some unscrupulous profiteers in the market. They mix the new moxa balls with yellow mud and water, and pass them off as good ones. Although it looks golden in color on the surface, it is actually the worst inferior product. It really deceived many guests.
Yu Jinnian twisted the moxa, it was indeed a rare good moxa, so he quickly instructed Zhou Feng to pinch the moxa together.
Squeeze a few, without any additional glue to fix them, directly insert them into the silver needles, light them with a candle lamp, let them burn quietly, with the heat generated by burning moxa, and the remaining temperature of the needle handles, Through the acupuncture points, the heat is transmitted to the tendons and meridians, playing the role of warming Yang Qi.
It's just that Zhou Feng was startled for a moment, lest those little moi pillars shatter and burn his delicate and precious master.
Seeing him dangling in front of his eyes, Yan Chang was upset, and reprimanded him to prepare dishes for Yu Jinnian. In addition, he asked for some river fish, and asked Yu Jinnian, "Is there anything you like to eat?"
Yu Jinnian always felt that he was too attentive, but it was hard to decide whether he was warm and hospitable by nature, or he had other plans, but after thinking about it, he had nothing to plan except for some medical skills. He said: "No need. Don't worry, I don't have anything greedy to talk about."
Sure enough, the other party just asked casually, but in fact, he had already made a decision in his heart, and there was no room for him to deny it, so he ordered a few fish dishes very quickly.
After about a stick of incense, those few moxa pillars were burned, and the moxa fluff after burning would not fall apart, and it was still in the original shape, but it would be scattered again in an instant after being flicked lightly with an ashes box. Down, this is also the performance of the excellent quality of this velvet.
On the first day of the consultation, the treatment should not be too much, but should be done step by step. After the warm acupuncture, Yu Jinnian did not plan to apply other treatments. He only told Boss Xia to keep warm and keep warm, and move his arms from time to time so that the muscles and bones would not "rust" ".
The people below were preparing meals non-stop, and the owner of the boat showed no sign of letting go. Yu Jinnian was wondering how to get out, so he walked to the window inadvertently, and heard the faint commotion outside, so he looked down—the golden crown and black clothes on the shore, the light and wind Moon, what a beauty!
There was a bruised and swollen ruffian at the beauty's feet, who had been subdued by Duan Ming, and was crying and begging for mercy.
Yu Jinnian lay on the window edge, admiring the beauty's heroic posture for a while, then rolled his hands into a trumpet shape, and shouted down: "Ah Hong!"
Ji Hong raised his head and hooked his hand at him: "Come down."
Yan Chang was changing clothes in the cubicle. Hearing the sound, he approached the inner window and looked at the person on the shore hidden in the shadows. He hadn't seen him for several years, and his appearance hadn't changed much. He still had the sour taste of the Ji family in his bones. , more cautious, less ambitious, not as good as his dead brother who was naturally free and easy.
——It really makes Yan Chang look down on her.
Ji Hong seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly looked up, looking through the palm-sized window, the inside was dark and dim, only a curtain and a half of curtains could be seen.
Yu Jinnian ran down wildly happily, but was stopped by Ji Hong's open hand, wrapped his chest into his chest and stroked his back, the two exchanged a few words lightly with their heads bowed, and then smiled at each other.
Yan Chang picked up the Dongzhu on the table and wiped his forehead, then looked up to see the shore, Ji Hong took out a thin silver hairpin from his sleeve, and tied the loose hair on the top of the smiling boy's head; The boy suddenly grabbed Ji Hong's hand, with a faint frown between his brows, he blew twice worryingly, his heart ached beyond measure.
If it weren't for his excellent eyesight, it would be really hard to see, the youngest of the Ji family had a fine wound the size of an ant on the back of his hand!
Thinking of what that kid said just now on his own boat—a good man, he is not afraid of having some scars on his body—it can be seen that what he said was really like farting.
Yan Chang forcefully broke off a piece of the window lattice at hand.
Zhou Feng hurriedly stepped forward, blocked Yan Chang's way, and reminded: "Master, master, the people below are all members of the Ji family. Although we haven't noticed anything yet, it's hard to guarantee that we won't be suspicious of us. That little son is not a good guy—"
"How about the members of Ji's family?" Yan Chang turned cold, "I can't touch Ji Shuluan's people?"
Zhou Feng was taken aback, and it took him a moment to realize that he was talking about the guards of the Ji family who were hiding among the common people, fearing that their identities would be exposed by accident; while Yan Chang was talking about the guards who ran off the boat in a hurry. Go to the young doctor. Zhou Feng hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head Nuo Nuo: "Don't dare."
"Then get out soon." Yan Chang flicked his sleeves, and the Dongzhu wiped his forehead and flew out of the window, twirled in mid-air, and fell heavily into the river.
The valuable thing did not make the master happy, it only made a "gudong" sound when it fell, and Zhou Feng couldn't help feeling distressed.
…
"It's just that when that bastard snatched my purse just now, he scratched it a bit, so it's okay." Ji Hong coaxed the young man, and then raised his head to look, only to see that the window sash had been firmly closed. On the deck, there was only the commoner servant who had come to pick up Yu Jinnian, who bowed and said goodbye to them from a distance, saying that the Patriarch was suffering from illness, unable to do what he wanted, and had already rested.
He has checked this boat, the owner of the boat is indeed Xia Mingyue, he is a Nanyue tea merchant, he often travels between Yunnan, Sichuan and the East China Sea, his family business is very big, when it comes to Xia Mingju, everyone in Yue is familiar with it, It's just that Boss Xia has a weird temper and is not easy to meet people.
Yu Jinnian said, "Let's go?"
"Well, let's go back." Ji Hong took a few more glances, and nodded to Zhou Feng as a signal, then gently lowered his gaze, held the young man's hand and walked back slowly, "If you want to eat anything, buy it along the way ?”
Yu Jinnian didn't seem to be in good shape when he left. He kicked a small stone by his feet and counted with his fingers: "Jujube cake, chestnut cake, apricot yellow cake...the strawberries are here this spring, so I'll buy one too! Hey, I was just here On the boat, I heard someone below calling for a roasted chicken, where did it go?"
Ji Hong shook his head: "I have to fit this belly, and I will become a little fat man next year." He just condemned a few words, still bowed his head and chuckled dotingly, called Duan Ming again, and followed Yu Jinnian's thinking Eat to buy.
Yan Chang watched the two of them enter a roast chicken restaurant from a distance, and then looked back at the seven or eight dishes on his table, among which there were many delicacies from mountains and seas, and no one cared for them when it was too cold, and they were not as good as a dozen or so. chicken legs. He said: "Zhou Xiaosi!"
Zhou Feng rushed in: "Master, what are your orders?"
After Yan Chang turned around and returned to the desk, he picked up the pen and found that it was the one Yu Jinnian had taken, put it down gloomily, took another gold-wrapped pen, and said without lifting the head of the official document: "Eat the food, don't let any one be left." , Don’t go out if you can’t finish eating.”
Zhou Feng: "..."