"Tap, tap..."
It was the sound of water drops falling on the ground, breaking apart like pearls and jade, only shadows swaying under the bean shadow star candle, a young man was lying crookedly on the Arhat couch, with a thin little skirt half hanging from his waist. The blanket, bare ankles are propped up on the wooden railing at the end of the couch, dangling back and forth.
He was holding a white jade jug in his hand, and the ticking sound in the room came from the overturned jug, and the mellow wine worth thousands of gold was floating in the air little by little. The wall flickered on and off, and not long after, another footstep came down heavily. Halfway through the walk, I heard the person on the couch chanting drunkenly: "Five days are called waiting, and three waiting are called waiting." Qi, the six qi are called the time, and the four seasons are called the year... The five fortunes attack each other, and all of them are ruled, and the day of the end is repeated again and again; when the time is established, the qi spreads like a circle without a reason, and the weather is the same... "
The visitor paused and looked forward in a daze. The corner of his light blue clothes was hanging down on the edge of the couch, revealing a hand with a silvery glint on his wrist.
He paced over, took the empty flagon from the boy's hand, and called "Ah Jiu".
Hearing this, "Ah Jiu" raised his eyes and looked, saw that it was him, and then looked at the candle stub on the table. After doing the math, it was only four o'clock, so he couldn't help laughing out loud: "You are so kind to your lungs." Dreaming of gold and iron, yin and yang are both prosperous and dreaming of killing each other. My lord is dreaming something this time, why not let Ah Jiu explain it."
Yan Chang glanced around, there were piles of medical books scattered on the bed, and some acupuncture and pulse books, many of which were soaked in wine, and the ink stains became blurred. And the person on the bed uttered medical texts, opened his mouth and came, and in a drowsy state, his appearance of laughing while drunk was almost similar to that person. But it's still worse, at least that person cherishes the books very much, and he won't have such a look of giving up on himself.
Even if that person is imprisoned by himself, he will always do unexpected things, and he is incredibly lively.
... In the end it was still a little bit worse.
Yan Chang put away the books on the couch, bowed and sat beside him, and asked, "It's so late, why don't you sleep."
Yu Xu also said: "My lord didn't sleep too, could it be that he misses me?"
Yan Chang looked at him quietly, did not speak, as if acquiescing, and waved after a while. Yu Xu thought for a while, then turned over and sat up, and leaned over in the darkness, and didn't say anything to him, but just played with the silver chain on his wrist while he was steaming with the smell of alcohol, and murmured in a low voice as if in a daze: "People Born with the energy of heaven and earth, the law of the four seasons is accomplished, kings and concubines, wanting to be in full shape..."
Hearing that he had recited no less than forty or fifty sentences, Yan Chang laughed for a while, frowned and complained of a headache for a while, couldn't help reaching out to stroke his hair, and said in a low voice, "No matter how much you like, wine can't help you." Drink too much. Put the book back after reading it, or you won’t be able to find it next time you read it.” He casually flipped through a few books, “Have you read all of these? What else do you want?”
"Yeah, I really like it." Yu Xuxun was about to fall asleep, when he heard Yan Chang asking him, he waved his hand numbly, "Whatever, whatever."
Yan Chang raised his hand to caress his shoulder. The dumb room was so cold. Even though it was midsummer, there was still a hint of coolness here. He took a small blanket and covered the boy's body, patted him lightly, and said thoughtfully: "Sleep."
If Yu Xu hadn't understood it in his heart, he might have been captured by this man's tenderness and meticulousness, thinking that he had really become the lover he longed for. But in fact, he is nothing, and he can get today's silk, delicious food, and obedience only because he has made himself look like another person. But so what, the days of being raised by others are not bad compared to eating and sleeping outside and worrying about it.
He knew very well that he would be nothing more than a little beggar without this person, so even if he was a stand-in, he didn't want to go out and live the hard life of being hated and beaten everywhere. It's just that I occasionally think about it, remembering that I have put on Yu Jinnian's shell, and I still feel a little resentful and unwilling.
When Zhou Feng came down, Yan Chang lowered his head to check that the boy had fallen asleep before allowing him to report.
Zhou Fengdao: "General Suiyuan and his party have been ordered to leave Beijing and return to the northwest station; the Min family has tied him up in Fengcheng according to the plan; The son of the family is affected by the epidemic in the south, and he will not be able to return for a while. This year, there was a severe drought in the north. A few days ago, there were frequent changes of alien races outside Beiyan Pass. According to the informant, the documents for the main battle have already been piled up on the imperial case. Dozens of them, and several members of the Ministry of Rites advocated that Princess Zhaohua be married, the emperor was furious when he heard the words, and two of the imperial pens were broken."
Yan Chang laughed and said: "My Seventh Brother is extremely defensive. Zhaohua is only twelve or thirteen years old, and she is the most beloved princess in front of the Emperor. Previously, the Emperor planned to betroth her to Ji Shuluan in two years. It can be seen that The meaning of love, but the one surnamed Ji doesn't appreciate it. Now that the Ministry of Rites hastily invited Zhaohua to marry him, wouldn't he offend the emperor's brother Nilin, how can he not get angry?"
Zhou Feng was puzzled, paused for a moment and said hesitantly, "Master, do you really want to ask for a fight?"
Yan Chang's subordinates were stroking the boy's cuffs, as if stroking a docile and considerate cat. He glanced at Zhou Feng, and said nonchalantly, "I'll invite you, can the emperor accept it? What he fears the most right now That's all. When I entered the palace a few days ago, Brother Huang mentioned in words that the anniversary of my father's death was approaching, as if he wanted me to guard the mausoleum."
Zhou Feng hurriedly said: "Jingling is far away in Lancheng, but it is difficult to get in and out. The soldiers stationed there are all the soldiers of General Chiyang. Chiyang's lineage was a branch of the Ji family's Rose Army earlier, and now it is also with Li The Duke’s Mansion is closely related, if you go to Jingling, you will be thrown under their noses. If you want to send a letter then, I’m afraid it will be difficult... "
"You know all of this, don't the emperor understand? It's been several months since the spring hunt, and the king's request to go back to Yuedi has not been approved. Right now, the king is just living a leisurely life in the mansion, and he can't let it go. The spies outside the door dispelled their doubts, and now they want me to guard the mausoleum." Yan Chang sneered twice, shaking his head slightly, "Brother Huang may have regarded me as a thorn in his side, a thorn in his flesh. If I try my best to invite a war, he may be able to wish me Go back to Yuedi quickly."
He looked up at Zhou Feng: "How did you go about what I asked you to do?"
Zhou Feng looked down at the young man sleeping soundly on Yan Chang's lap, and said cautiously: "The Marquis of Dingbei still said the same thing, what happened back then, and what is still the same now, he said that he didn't dare to ask for more, as long as the four prefectures of Yanbei, Shuodong In the five cities, I want to live and work in peace and contentment. As for the south...everything is in order."
"Live and work in peace and contentment?" Yan Chang couldn't help but sneer, "The things that old guy did, which one can be regarded as living and working in peace and contentment. He has a lot of appetite in the four prefectures of Yanbei. Next time, do you want to draw the land boundary directly to Gyeonggi? , share a share with this king?"
Zhou Feng arched his hands, not daring to answer, and said after a long while: "Master Twelve, there is one more thing."
"explain."
"Feng Dajian sent word that because of the epidemic in Beijing, the palace wants to ask the emperor to move to Beijing to avoid the epidemic." Zhou Feng said with his head down.
Yan Chang nodded: "In the previous dynasty, there was an epidemic that spread into the palace, which almost hurt the emperor's veins. There are lingering fears in the palace. I think someone should mention it."
Zhou Feng carefully took out a few secret letters from his bosom, handed them to Yan Chang, and said in a low voice, "The people from Kangnan have surrendered." Although the voice was extremely low, it couldn't hide his With a secret joy on his face, he shook his sleeves, knelt down and cupped his hands in congratulations, "Congratulations to Lord Twelve, the thirteen counties in the south are all ours! With Yuedi and the thirteen counties in the south as the foundation, plus Dingyuan, Changwu and other southern generals have a total of 300,000 elite soldiers, 100,000 light cavalry, and 50,000 sailors, all of which can be used by us. The subordinates think that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Draw the river with the north and govern."
After reading the secret letter, Yan Chang couldn't help feeling a surge in his heart: "Okay!"
"However, at Chunan, it is said that His Royal Highness is getting better, and I am afraid that he will recover in a few days." Zhou Feng glanced at Yan Chang lightly, and stopped talking, "It is said that the accompanying medical officer I went to a little genius doctor, and used a rare method in the world to rejuvenate my hands. Seeing that His Royal Highness stepped into the underworld, he actually asked him to bring them back... If they are allowed to come back to Beijing this time, not only the power of the Ji family He's getting bigger and bigger, and Ji Hong is not an easy person to deal with - what should be done by his subordinates, I ask the Twelfth Lord to decide."
Yan Chang's hand stroking the young man in his arms stopped involuntarily, froze for a moment, then slowly started to caress again, frowning very lightly: "Really."
Zhou Feng originally thought that he would ask a few more questions, but who would have thought that he never mentioned this matter again, just lowered his head, and thoughtfully played with the finger of the fake in his arms. Zhou Feng has always disliked this fake who claimed to be Ah Jiu, especially after he became more and more like that little genius doctor. Later, after careful investigation, it was found out that this young man was really related to the little miracle doctor, and he was kicked out by Ji's family because of his unclean hands and feet.
After Yan Chang found out about this, he didn't say anything, and he was still pampered, except that he was not allowed to be free, and gave him all kinds of rare treasures without hesitation. Zhou Feng didn't quite understand what his master was thinking, sometimes he even felt that their twelfth master was like picking up rags, picking up things that the little genius doctor didn't want in the house. He couldn't say anything, so he bowed silently, picked up the books scattered on the floor and put them away, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yan Chang again.
He suddenly asked: "Zhou Feng, why did you follow me. You know that if you go there, you will be king or you will be defeated. Life and death are unpredictable."
Zhou Feng was inexplicable when asked: "Your Highness once saved the life of one of his subordinates, and this subordinate should follow him to the death."
"Follow me to the death..." Yan Chang put these words on the tip of his tongue and rolled them over. The right hand hanging in front of him opened and clenched again and again, but every time he exerted a certain amount of force, there would be a piercing sound from his right shoulder. He frowned deeply in pain.
Except that Yu Jinnian's treatment at that time made him feel more relaxed, Yan Chang's shoulder disease became more and more severe, especially in rainy weather, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even lift the bowl and chopsticks, so that in recent days He felt that he couldn't get better, and he didn't even want to take medicine anymore. He only used the method taught by Yu Jinnian when he was in pain, and smoked it with moxa sticks to make him feel better.
If he hadn't seen the temperament of that little genius doctor before, and knew that he could not be forced, otherwise even if he was tied, he would be bound to treat the master's illness, Zhou Feng said: "Even if you search all over the world, Zhou Feng will definitely find the cure for this shoulder disease for the master. Divine doctor."
Yan Chang sighed, waved his hand, and asked Zhou Fengfu to come over and give some instructions, and then told him to go down to prepare: "Go back to Yuedi in a few days, pack lightly, and only bring important things."
After Zhou Feng left, he sat on the couch in the dumb room, lingered on Yu Xu's soft neck with his fingers, and heard the sound of candles crackling and bursting, suddenly his eyes darkened, and he said to the cloud of air in front of him: " How long can you stay with me..."
He pointed down suddenly, Yu Xu broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that he was pretending to be asleep and was discovered, he hurriedly turned over to the bed, coughed a few times, knelt at Yan Chang's feet and shivered, imitating Zhou Feng incoherently: "My lord Please forgive me, my lord! Ajiu has been following my lord, and Ajiu will follow me to the death!"
Yan Chang seemed to have heard something interesting, and glanced at Yu Xu's face with lowered eyes, and his eyes gradually elongated again, as if recalling the past, thinking of when he was a teenager, fighting on the battlefield, and following him There are countless generals who claim to "will never give up" with him. When they met each other back then, heaven and earth were quilts and ambitions were pillows. Unfortunately, in the end, Yan Feilin was shocked and could only bow his head and bow his head.
And how many of those who stuck to their oath so hard that they stood on the wrong team have turned into bones now, and how many of them are like him, just living in a corner of the south, living in a muddle.
Yu Xu didn't know what he was thinking, and was afraid that he was thinking about how to deal with himself, so he begged sincerely: "My lord, take me away! Where does my lord go, where does Ajiu go, Ajiu serves my lord all my life, Make cattle and horses for adults."
Yan Chang laughed when he heard the words, pinched his chin with his fingers, leaned over and said in a deep voice: "Being a cow and horse for this king, you will die quickly."
"Ah Jiu is not afraid! Ah Jiu can do everything. He can do laundry, cook, make beds, and serve adults to sleep." Yu Xu heard the conversation between Zhou Feng and Yan Chang, and knew who they were. Hearing that they were going to leave Beijing, Tell how many soldiers you have and how you want to fight. But he didn't have time to feel terrified, it seemed that Yan Chang would never let him go, but if he was left in this dumb room by Yan Chang, he would either be forgotten and starve to death, or be searched out by the government And to kill—stay in the capital, there is a word of death on the left and right, and die faster! Then I can only ask Yan Chang to take him with me, so that he can live on day by day.
Not to mention that there are rumors that there is still an epidemic outside, who can tell if you will get sick if you go out
What if Yan Chang becomes successful? If it works, he might be able to mix something up.
Yu Xu suddenly regretted why he hadn't paid more attention to Yan Chang before. If he had known Yan Chang's identity, he should have served him comfortably from the beginning, regardless of whether he was a substitute or not. Those who favor and dislike should at least win some power to speak for themselves, instead of tremblingly begging him to forgive him like they are now.
He rubbed his cheek against Yan Chang's knee, very pitifully: "Your Excellency, please take me, Ah Jiu doesn't want to die here."
Yan Chang wanted Yu Jinnian, even if he had a fake that somewhat resembled him as comfort. Although he didn't get along well with the little genius doctor before, he felt relaxed and joyful for a long time. People are like this, greedy for what they don't have, and the more they can't get it, the more they want it. But he won't delay his plan for many years because of this, let alone for a fake. There is a dagger hidden in Yan Chang's sleeve, and by pulling it out at this time, he can clean up this fake that may cause him trouble.
But maybe it was Yu Xu who said "I don't want to die", which made Yan Chang think about himself, so he let go of his hands and got up to leave.
The silent room returned to silence. Yu Xu sat paralyzed on the ground, feeling chills all around him. He knelt on the ground in fear and touched his neck. A sense of restraint, as if being strangled to death.
He sat on the ground, and touched a medical book under the bed with his fingers. Fear gradually turned into anger. Yu Xu immediately pulled the book out, tore it into pieces, and threw it all over the sky—if it wasn’t for Yu Jinnian, why would he have fallen into such a state? To such a state! Now he is tied to a boat with a traitor!
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After Yu Jinnian fell ill last time, Chen Yang was so enlightened that he urged the doctors under his command. He finally understood that this medical center could not be carried by Yu Jinnian alone, nor could the disease be easily solved by Yu Jinnian alone. Those who have been doctors for many years can't rely on such a young man who has not yet reached the crown ceremony to stand in front of them, that would be disgraceful to the Imperial Physician.
What Yu Jinnian said is right, you can learn if you don't know, and you can ask if you don't understand. As long as the disease can be cured, it doesn't matter if the method is a little strange.
People in the world only know that in this great epidemic, there are countless people living in the Sanyu Building, but they don't know that there are also countless sick and dead people carried out of the building.
This is the case under the epidemic, even Yu Jinnian can't bring people back to life. Although he has learned medical skills from his adoptive father since he was a child, and has seen all kinds of life and death, there are people who mourn and cry, and there are people who want to cry but have no tears.
Chu Nanlu successively opened several new clinics, all of which were run by the imperial doctors personally taught by Yu Jinnian. There were fewer and fewer simple medical sheds in the city, and the patients were all moved to the clinics. He and the monks also sent people over to learn from Yu Jinnian how to cure the epidemic. With more people who understand, he can gradually get out of the boundless busyness. Those who are mildly ill can be handed over to You Qingbai and the others. He only needs to see some severe patients. Not a lot.
Yan Sining's health is good, and he has rock salt, he was cured in time, and soon recovered. I have been able to eat something in the past two days, and I am more energetic. After a few days of recuperation, I can go to the field. His life and death alone involved the lives of so many officials in Chu Nan. Seeing that he was doing well now, Imperial Physician Chen heaved a long sigh of relief, as if a stone had fallen to the ground.
For the first time, Yu Jinnian had free time to go out for a walk, and found that the street was no longer lifeless, and much busier than before. According to Duan Ming's statistics these days, the number of new cases in the city is decreasing day by day, and the number of vacant houses in the buildings is also increasing. If this trend continues, it won't be long before the city closure order of Chunan Mansion will be lifted.
Many vendors came out to do business in the streets and alleys. When they saw him, they flocked to him. Duan Ming, who was protecting him with him, rushed forward. As a result, some of the common people gave away some fruit, another bag of snacks, melon seeds, peanut candy and other small things. There are too many to count. Every word you say to me is a word of thanks.
"If it wasn't for the little genius doctor, we would have died here!"
"No, when the city was closed, my daughter was infected with a serious epidemic. If it weren't for the little genius doctor, our family would have no money for medical treatment, and we would have hanged ourselves to death a long time ago!"
"Look, little genius doctor, I made all these fruits at home. Don't worry, they are all made with clean water. You will never get sick from eating them!"
"Hey, Rang Rang, Rang Rang! Get some cold cakes from my house too!"
Yu Jinnian froze in place, being stuffed into his arms continuously, looking around, he saw familiar faces. There was Uncle Qiao who was sick and went to see a doctor in the building before, there was Aunt Li who helped out in the building to pay for the consultation fee, and Brother Wang was lucky enough to recover after contracting the epidemic, but there were many more. It was Yu Jinnian who looked familiar, but couldn't remember the name for a while.
Chu Nancheng came back to life again, lively and bustling, that's great.
Back in the small courtyard, Ji Hong was reading a letter in his room, seeing him coming in rubbing his eyes, he quickly put down the letter in his hand and went up to him, asking what was wrong with him. Duan Ming came in with a bunch of things in his arms, and said with a smirk: "It's okay, young master, I was touched. I just walked around the street, and I thank you for this. My son, you see, these are all given by them." , if it wasn’t really too much to hold, there would be more!”
Ji Hong felt relieved, wiped his face with Yu Jinnian, laughed at him and said, "Why is our little genius doctor so sentimental?"
Yu Jinnian glanced at him silently, then sat down and carefully looked at what gadgets they gave. It’s not that he’s sentimental, it’s not that he hasn’t cured people before, but he’s cured when he’s cured, those who remember say thank you, and those who don’t remember pay the money and never see him again, and he’s never been greeted like this before. It was so enthusiastic that he couldn't stand it.
Ji Hong went over to hold his hand, squeezed it in the palm of his hand, and said seriously: "Jin Nian, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, Chu Nan might not have escaped this catastrophe."
Yu Jinnian was eating the mung bean cold cake sent by Aunt Li. It was smooth and sweet mixed with honey, and it was refreshing to relieve the heat in one bite. Since he hadn't been cold, it didn't hurt his stomach very much, so Ji Hong didn't stop him. Yu Jinnian's cheeks were bulging, and he raised his chin slightly when he heard the words: "Then how can you thank me?"
Instead, Ji Hong smiled and asked, "That depends on what kind of thanks our little genius doctor wants?"
After eating, Yu Jinnian wiped his mouth, smiled and stood up: "I, I want to..."
"Brother Nian! Young Master! Where are you?" Suddenly a person rushed in like a gust of wind from outside the door, regardless of whether there was anyone inside, opened the curtain and walked in, "I heard that Young Master is sick? What's wrong? Is it serious? What’s going on! I was fine when I was in Beijing, so why—"
Duan Mingcai came from the kitchen, but he couldn't catch him with a gallop, so he let him rush in.
"Shuh!!"
The curtain in front of the couch was torn off forcefully, firmly covering the overlapping figures of the two, but it couldn't cover the belt that had slipped off the edge of the bed, making a rustling sound, which stood out in the surprisingly quiet room.
"..." With the sound of the belt falling to the ground, the person who came was stunned for a moment, as if he was frozen, he cleared his throat after a long while, pretending he didn't see it, he turned his head and walked out.
"Wow! Big rock!" Before Shi Xing stepped out of the threshold, his head swelled with cheers, and then Young Master Jiang threw away the vegetables in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he rushed in with a stride, his legs kicked. Jumping, hung on to him happily, and asked happily, "Who told you to come, was it Mr. Ji, or Brother Nian? Or... came to see me specially? Wow, do you know that I am amazing?" I know a lot of herbs now!"
Shi Xing held his butt with one hand, covered his eyes with the other, and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay, let's go out and talk..."
"Why? Don't you need to tell your master when you're here?" Jiang Bingren was very surprised. The more Shi Xing covered his eyes, the more curious he became, and he had to take Shi Xing's hand to take a look. It doesn't matter if I look at it, I saw a round and bare foot quietly shrinking into the curtain, "Ahem, okay... let's go out quickly..."
The two quietly closed the door, but couldn't help laughing as soon as they went out.
Duan Ming covered his head, shook his head and sighed.
In the curtain, Ji Hong lowered his eyes to look at the young man lying on top of him, who was holding his clothes with both hands, but dared not make a sound, the corners of his mouth curled up, and the brows raised slightly: "Okay, they are going out now." .Go on?"
Yu Jinnian: "..."
Not only Chunan Mansion, even this small courtyard became lively, full of laughter again.
... It's just that it's all right now, everyone in the yard knows that they are prostitution in the daytime!