There were four cases of people with vomiting and diarrhea in the medical center, three of them came from Chunan Mansion, and the other met them just before arriving in Beijing, and then went to the city together, so he got sick. But the illness was severe, and the young man who had collapsed on the ground was placed in a side room far away from the crowd. Yu Jinnian ordered someone to force-fuse him with two bowls of sugar and salt water, and he used aconite as a stake to moxibustion his Guanyuan acupoint, and treated him. After turning around for a while, he drank the Danggui Sini Ginger Soup again.
These days, in order to cope with the continuous stream of medical seekers, the medical hall hired a few helpers with a little medical knowledge, who only did some simple wound care. Among them was an old man who used to grow medicine gardens for a living. Because his medicine garden was taken over by local snakes, this old man had no wife or children, so it was difficult for him to maintain his life.
The old man considers himself to be a dry foot doctor, and he has seen a lot of knowledge. When he saw the young man's symptoms, he saw that other people with the same disease were all very ill, and they all came from Chunan Prefecture, even if one of them was not from Chunan Prefecture. , but also had close contacts with these people from Chunan Mansion, after thinking about it for a while, his face turned pale with shock. Yu Jinnian poured the young man three bowls of medicinal soup, discarded the empty bowl and walked out the door, the old man immediately took a few steps back, covering his nose to avoid it.
Yu Jinnian turned his head and glanced at him, his expression was not very good.
The old man looked around, shook like a sieve, and said: "Master, this, this is a big epidemic! We can't stay here!"
As soon as this remark came out, the other disaster victims who were watching the excitement in the hospital panicked and panicked. When they heard that there was a major epidemic, everyone whispered to each other, restless, noisy, noisy, and blamed each other for not coming to this hospital. , and the timid ones are about to run outside. Yu Jinnian opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but before he could straighten his tongue, he was repeatedly interrupted by a group of disaster victims. These people were already panicked when they heard that it was a major epidemic. The sky flies.
Seeing the chaos of the crowd, they scattered and fled in all directions, out of control. If this disease is not an epidemic, it is a blessing. If it is really a major epidemic, if these people who have been in close contact with the epidemic ran out randomly, the capital would suffer countless casualties. Yu Jinnian frowned and shouted coldly: "I see who will come again If you dare to move around, they will all be locked up together! Shi Xing, seal the door!"
As soon as the words were finished, the front door slammed shut with a bang, and two burly guards with knives put their hands on both sides of the entrance hall.
Yu Jinnian said, "Okay? Stop making noise? Stop fighting?"
After a while of silence, one person suddenly cursed: "You quack doctor! What are you going to do? You have to kill people to silence you! Let us all go out!" The moderate voice, resounding among the silent crowd, was particularly noticeable. .
Yu Jinnian followed the source of the sound, passed several layers of heads, and finally saw the man talking in the crowd. There was no bandage on the whole body of the man, but his face was a little thinner, but since he could still shout such a confident voice Sound, there is nothing wrong with thinking about it.
Once a person opened his voice, there would naturally be courageous ones to respond, not long after, various voices rang out in the medical hall, those who scolded him as a quack doctor, those who said he was murdering for money, murdered to silence his mouth, one after another, it was noisy.
Yu Jinnian leaned his back against a doorpost, crossed his arms and listened to the scolding, then sneered in his heart. He already had a lot on his mind, and it was only his conscience that allowed him to patiently serve these disaster victims at this time, otherwise he would have been running faster than anyone else. After a long while, seeing them repeating those pickle-jar-like old sayings over and over again, sour and smelly, I couldn't bear to listen to it any longer, and exhaled heavily, saying: "Have you scolded enough?"
He raised his eyes and glanced around, straightened up: "If you have scolded enough, but still want to live, just shut up."
A few people shut their mouths first, and then the hall became very quiet. After all, they were the turtles in the urn, and it was enough to try to speak a few words quickly, and they still wanted to live.
Yu Jinnian washed his hands, ordered the servant to take a mask and put it on, then turned around and sat behind the medical case, tapped his knuckles on the table: "If you don't want to die, shut up and line up, I've seen them one by one. No matter if I ask What, all answer one by one truthfully, and those who lie will be treated as people with the same disease and isolated. After the diagnosis, you will have to stay in the medical hall for seven days. If there is nothing wrong after seven days, you will be released. This During this period, all your food and drink will be provided free of charge by the Sanyu Building."
He made a look, and everyone present was given a mask and taught them how to wear it.
Those who didn't dare to say anything went to ask Yu Jinnian to diagnose the disease, while those who were unhappy and thought they were not sick stayed aside. Every time Yu Jinnian saw a person, he had to wash his hands again. The water was boiled and iced water, soap Horns and fat beads to clean hands, no matter how many people there are. After half an hour of consultation, I saw that so many people were divided into several groups, placed in different rooms, and all of them were given new clothes. The remaining stubborn victims were also a little shaken and moved into the team one after another.
At the end of the day, it was already broad daylight, and there were still three or four stubborn people squatting in the corner. Yu Jinnian's hands were almost peeling from washing, and his fingertips were red from rubbing himself. Shi Xing brought a new basin of water over. Look, he suddenly said distressedly: "Little master, don't wash your hands soon, if our young master sees this, you will have to scold me again!"
Yu Jinnian only rested in the flower hall for a moment, and almost didn't close his eyes all night. Even though he was a little tired at the moment, his heartstrings were still tensed by the current affairs, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. He washed again in Shi Xing's copper basin After closing his hands, he ordered: "everything in the West Pavilion that was touched by the patient should be burned, and lime powder should be sprinkled on the front of the room where the patients are isolated, and the water in the hall should be used regardless of food consumption. It must be boiled, and the Sanyu Building is the same. In addition, you can arrange it and inquire about the major medical halls and temples in central Beijing today, but there are still patients with such symptoms, how many, and where they come from. What is the disease? It's not a major epidemic, but it's difficult to diagnose these few in our museum for the time being, and we need to observe a little bit."
Shi Xing responded, and asked someone to do it after only a meeting.
While waiting for his hands to dry, Yu Jinnian couldn't help sighing again, and asked worriedly: "Is there any news from the south? Is there a letter from me..."
He didn't say it clearly, and Shi Xing knew what he was referring to: "Not yet..." After answering, he immediately added, "But young master, isn't there a saying that no news is good news. Our third son Jiren has his own Tianxiang, it will be fine.”
The melancholy cloud over Yu Jinnian's head was even thicker. He turned his eyes to those thugs huddling in the corner and ready to move, and he had a small outlet for the restlessness in his heart, and immediately asked: "Can you make it through? ?!"
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The official road outside the south of the suburb of Beijing is the only way to the Great Mercy Temple. Now the Great Mercy Temple is overcrowded. In a desolate forest outside the south of the city, he survived on the relief of porridge and rice from the rich man.
These days, the Xue family of Fuguizhai set up a tent on the edge of the forest. At this time, a group of victims of the disaster were lining up to beg for Xue's porridge and steamed buns. Mixed old rice, steamed buns are also choking mixed noodles, but at least it won't leave the stomach empty, and everyone eats it gratefully. But even so, the disaster victims may not be able to be honest and quiet. The strong crowd out the thin ones, and the young occupy the old ones.
A thin boy was sitting on a clean tree stump, and was about to stuff the newly-acquired steamed buns into his mouth, when suddenly someone kicked his back violently, and a group of beggars rushed over and kicked him off the tree stump. He kicked up and down, and the leader among them snatched the steamed buns in his hand, sat on the tree stump and gnawed them swaggeringly, and laughed at him after eating: "I can't get any money on weekdays, but I eat a lot of food! "
The man gave him a heavy pooh, tore off a piece of steamed bun skin, and hung him in the air to play with. The other evil beggars who accompanied him saw him jumping up to bite the steamed bun skin like a dog, and laughed loudly. Having played him enough, the wicked beggar picked up the boy's chin with his toes, observed it carefully, and said tongue-in-cheek: "It's a pity that this face, if there is no scar on it, it can still be sold in Zhichungui." A good price."
Zhichungui is a well-known flower house in Beijing, and it also accepts some beautiful young people, but this one has a scar on his face, his legs are limping, and he is very old, not to mention that he can't sell for a good price. He doesn't even like human teeth, so he can only follow a group of evil beggars as minions.
After being teased for a while, the boy with the scar on his face limped back to the porridge shed line, trying to get another steamed bun to eat. It was easier, and later the victims came, and he even lost a penny. Although he was extremely reluctant to come to the porridge shed of Xue's family, he was afraid that he would break his other leg if he was recognized, but the porridge and rice donated by Xue's family were the most generous, and he was dirty and smelly, so few people paid attention to it. When he arrived, he came over to eat boldly.
At the end of the row, there were no more steamed buns in the basket, only one fell to the ground and was covered with mud, lying pitifully aside. The boy from the Xue family who was distributing the steamed buns looked at him pitifully, so he broke off the half that was not stained with mud for him to eat, and was talking about having someone scrape off some of the porridge left at the bottom of the pot for him, when he turned his head, the scar-faced boy unexpectedly He reached out and snatched the other half, stuffing it into his mouth while running towards the distance, as if he was afraid of being snatched by others.
A crude carriage came from outside the city. It was narrow and small, and it was not from a wealthy family. Beside the carriage was a middle-aged attendant with long beards and a black donkey. The coachman waved his whip to drive away the victims who were yelling and blocking the road. Suddenly, a young boy rushed out, slipped his foot on a stone on the road, and fell to the ground. Half of the steamed bun in his mouth rolled out, and the frightened horse The child was crushed under the hooves.
The coachman swung his whip and shouted: "Where did the beggar come from! Get out of here quickly! Don't startle our master's carriage!"
The scar-faced boy lowered his head, looked at the half steamed bun that was crushed under the horse's hoof, got up nonchalantly and walked to the side, he had already reached the side of the road, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the The dirty steamed buns next to the horseshoes were swallowed up in threes and fives, until the mouth was full of mud stars.
The horse neighed, and the coachman scolded him: "You little bastard, don't die!"
The curtain of the car moved slightly, and a hand with well-defined joints and a few calluses between its fingers stretched out from the curtain. Half of the sword-browed starry eyes looked out, and there was a thin back among the victims, lame. Limping into the depths of the woods, the man's leg was obviously not working well, and he left an obvious mark with his toes on the forest land—he was so startled that he almost forgot in the car He was about to say something just now, but after lifting his arm for a long time, it became sore and swollen, and he came back to his senses with a hiss of pain.
The middle-aged attendant who was riding a black donkey next to the car greeted immediately: "Master, your shoulder and arm seem to be getting worse, are you okay?"
"Is... is it him?" The person in the car whispered to himself for a while, then suddenly opened the curtain and got out, walking towards the lame boy. The middle-aged attendant got off the donkey immediately, followed his master's gaze, and saw a very familiar figure, but he was very sober, and immediately whispered in his ear: "Master, how could it be that person. That person is now With a great reputation, he is a well-known good doctor in Beijing, and he has Jin Youting as his backing. No matter what, it is impossible to fall into such a situation. If we leave Beijing without purpose, if people find out, it will be a serious crime of deceiving the emperor. You shouldn't attract attention in such a crowded place—Master!"
It's a pity that his master is so obsessed with ghosts that he can't listen to half a sentence. He was so angry that the fake beard flew up under his nose, but he had no choice but to follow up to cover for his master.
Yan Chang walked over and stood behind the young man, watching him huddled under a tree and stuffing half a dirty steamed bun into his mouth. Half of the same dirty and naked leg was exposed under the tattered clothes. The bulge that shouldn't exist was obviously interrupted by someone, and then roughly picked up by someone who doesn't know medicine, so that it healed and dislocated, and a piece protruded.
He frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and said, "You..."
The boy on the ground shuddered, and slowly turned his head with his cheeks choked on steamed buns, staring at him with wide-open innocent eyes. It was an indescribable look, like boredom, hatred, and a silent interrogation. He stared at the man in front of him, the steamed bun blocked his tongue, making him unable to speak, but he could tell from the jade pendant around the man's waist and the gold hairpin in his bun that he was worth a lot of money.
Yan Chang also recognized that he was not that person, and his face was inevitably disappointed, but it was hard to move his eyes away. Although there was a scar on the young man's face, it just happened to highlight the pair of eyebrows and eyes that were very similar to that person. He seemed to have grasped something rare, a kind of comfort like tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall. , then squatted down and asked in a low voice, "What's your name?"
"..." The scar-faced boy thought for a while, then opened his mouth and answered indiscriminately, "Xiao Jiu. Master, my name is Xiao Jiu. I was born on the ninth day of the first lunar month, so I am called Xiao Jiu."
"Xiao Jiu? This name is a bit too casual." Yan Chang smiled and stretched out his hand, "Do you want to be the young master?"
"Really, really?" The young man stared blankly at him, and after seeing him nodding slightly for a while, he happily put his dirty hand into his palm and let him pull him up.
"As long as you stay at the house obediently and don't run around, I'll find you anything you want. The bright moon in the sky and the pearls on the ground are all yours... Let's go, go home." Yan Chang took off the clothes on his body. Putting on his outer shirt, he didn't think it was dirty, so he straightened him up and carried him into the carriage.
clatter—
The dirty young man was pressed into a wooden barrel and washed carefully. Although the handmaid who served him was a little heavy and saw that his skin was red from rubbing, he really put on the clothes made of real silk. The finished summer gown, weightless clothes hanging on the arms, is as thin as a cicada's wings, the gemstone necklace on the neck is even more dazzling, and the armlets on the hands are even more glittering.
He happily put on the pair of black satin boots, as if he forgot in an instant the pain he suffered at the hands of those wicked beggars these days, and happily jumped out—he only thought that the master was a rich man, But I didn't expect to be so rich! This is really just when he fell asleep, someone handed him a pillow, Yu Xu is the one who never dies!
Look at these ornaments, any one of them would be priceless, he squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then silently poohed in his heart,
After jumping out of the bathroom, a young and handsome guard was already waiting in front of the door. He turned his head to look, and suddenly realized that this person was the long-bearded butler who was riding a donkey earlier. It turned out that the beard was also fake.
Zhou Feng turned around, looked him up and down, and hung the saber on his waist: "Xiao Jiu, come with me, the master is waiting for you."
Yu Xu followed him tremblingly through a few corridors, then secretly raised his eyes to look at the back of his head, and asked cautiously: "Housekeeper, which house does our master belong to..."
Zhou Fengtou did not reply: "First, I am not the housekeeper of the house, but the master's bodyguard. My surname is Zhou, so you can call me Zhou bodyguard; second, you don't need to ask who the master is. If you want to live, you just Take care of your ears and tongue, unless you don't want them all."
Yu Xu immediately covered his mouth and followed behind him obediently. The further the two walked, the more magnificent the palace in front of them became. Turning straight into a moon gate, they saw a group of people in their underwear with fragrant hair on their temples. The little maids came in one file at a time with food trays, piles of incense powder under their pink sleeves, and lotus feet, like fairies descending to earth. He previously thought that Jin Youting was the most luxurious place, but there were not so many young maidservants there, compared to this place, it was better.
He was led into the Qi Hui Yuan, seeing the luxuriant jade trees and the shining agates in the room, his eyes were straightened, and he wished he could rush up and touch it. Seeing that he had reached the cabinet, and there was only a big bed in front of him, he was still wondering if the old man was so anxious, so he heard a "click" in his ear, and the guard surnamed Zhou pressed some mechanism beside the bed—— A floor tile at the foot suddenly turned over, revealing a dark hole.
"Please." Zhou Feng said.
Yu Xu was taken aback for a moment, seeing that what he pointed out was indeed the black hole, he wondered in his heart, could there be a hole in the ground? He lifted the hem of his clothes and walked down the steps carefully. Before going down, he heard the guard Zhou talking to someone in a low voice, and said "It's just a fake".
After dozens of steps down, the light becomes brighter. It is a small orange candle lamp, illuminating the palm-sized room. There are no jewels, jade, agate or ivory in the room, only a whole wall. Books, some knacks, a table full of delicacies, and a man sitting at the table quietly flipping through books.
He opened his mouth to call someone, Yan Chang suddenly asked, "What's your last name?"
Yu Xu hesitated for a moment, and made up: "I don't remember..."
In fact, this reason is very clumsy. He still remembers that he was born on the ninth day of the first lunar month, but he said that he does not remember his last name, but anyone with some brains may not believe it easily. Lies like brains... The man at the table had already put down the book, as if he had already made up his mind, and this decision would not be shaken by his reasons, he just said naturally: "Then the surname is Yu."
Yu Xu's eyes widened, and he stared at him in horror: "I, I—" How did he know his surname was Yu! Could it be that this person is also in the same group as Jin Youting's group, just one beating is not enough, so another way to torture him!
Yan Chang slightly raised his eyes, the boy's hazy side face in the bean lantern made people dizzy for a moment, as if the time went back to the early spring, he picked up the silver chopsticks, and couldn't help but lower his voice: "You're hungry. Come here, eat the vegetables you like."
Yu Xu's heart was full of puzzlement. Not only did this person know his surname Yu, but he also knew what kind of food he liked to eat? He sat down tremblingly, but before his butt touched the stool, he was dragged by a big hand around his waist, pressed hard on the man's leg, and was half-embraced by the man.
"Look, which one do you want to eat? This mapo tofu is a delicious one when you were with me before. The chili and peppercorns are from Sichuan, and the tofu is a new soft tofu, which is similar to Sanyu Louzhong. It’s the same ingredients, but I changed the cook later, so I don’t know how the taste is better than before, does it suit you?”
Yu Xu swallowed his saliva, glanced away, and was speechless at once—the dishes on the table were all spicy dishes with green and red peppers added, even if they were not so spicy, they didn't seem to suit his taste, and they were still delicious. There are a few dishes that he hates the most. He is from the south, and the whole village of Sifang Village has never eaten a little bit of spicy food for several generations, and he has no ability to eat spicy food, but now that this person is caught by him, he dare not not eat it, so he has to bite the bullet Swallowing half a bowl by force, it was so hot that I lost all feeling from the tip of my tongue to my throat, all bursting with pain and numbness.
After eating spicy food, Yan Chang brought a plate of milk-colored pastries from a distance. Yu Xu was already numb from the spicy food, and his stomach was so hot that it hurt even more. He reached out and grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth. Strong frankincense flavor.
He thought it was the most delicious thing on the table, so he couldn't help eating a few more pieces.
It's finally over. This is not a "beautiful banquet" that torture is more than torture, Yu Xu wiped his mouth, thinking that he can go out from here now, who would have thought that the old man would hug him to the Luohan couch in the corner, but he didn't know He took out a silver bracelet from somewhere and clasped it on his wrist. He subconsciously struggled slightly, but when he heard the sound of Lingling in the dark secret room, he realized that the silver bracelet was actually connected to a thin chain!
"The dishes are spicy, and the desserts are sweet, but not too sweet. I like dairy products and drink alcohol. I remember them all, and I will never make mistakes this time." Yan Chang sat sideways on the side of the couch, looking at the young man with eyes like It was like water, but Yu Xu vaguely felt a bit of bone-chilling cold. He stared at Yan Chang, but Yan Chang seemed to be looking at another person who did not exist here through his eyes.
Yu Xu felt a more terrifying feeling on his back than under Ji Hong's hands. In Ji Hong's hands, he was just a physical pain, but this person in front of him was even more eerie! He wanted to turn over and get out of the bed, but his feet were caught by the silver chain, and he fell headlong in front of the bookcase beside the couch, knocking over several old books.
On the opened page, there are eye-catching ink marks, which say licorice, tangerine peel and bitter coptis.
- It's a prescription! It's a fucking prescription!
Yan Chang picked up the volumes for him, stacked them in his arms in the order of the upper and lower volumes, and said thoughtfully: "These books were collected by the subordinates, I think you will like them, but it is always rare to have a chance to give them to you. It’s really cooler here, and there are some books to read, but it’s not too boring. If you have anything you want to read or want, you can write a list and I’ll send someone to buy it.”
Yu Xu's hands were trembling, it was obviously scorching midsummer, but he suddenly shivered as if hit by a cold wind, "My lord..."
When he opened his mouth, Yan Chang's many enthusiasms were half gone. He raised his hand to stop him from speaking, and only touched the young man's hair: "Let's rest, I will bring some fine wine to see you later."
"..." The only hole leading to the light suddenly merged under Yan Chang's cold sandalwood sleeves. Yu Xu was completely paralyzed on the ground, staring blankly at the dazzling array of medical books and story books on the bookcase, and then he suddenly realized with a wry smile, and understood Zhou Shiwei's ambiguous ridicule, so he did it for that person. What a big scapegoat.
It is true that he wants to be Yu Jinnian, and it is true that he wants to replace Yu Jinnian to win the favor of everyone, but he never thought that the way to realize this wish would be so absurd—he has become a real fake.