The comatose man also had a child servant who was always beside him. Hearing Xiaobao say this, he was angry and embarrassed, and argued, "Little Master, my husband is naturally dark-skinned, so it's not poisonous!"
When the boy said this, Xiaobao and all the monks looked at each other, is this just a little bit? They never thought that Song people could be so black.
Xiaobao had to apologize ashamed, "That shouldn't be poisoning... It's just a blue complexion. Could it be a chronic disease?"
The boy servant said aggrieved: "Lang Jun has always been in good health. This time, I went to Malaysia and Beijing all the way, and when we got to the temple gate, he passed out. I don't know what sudden illness happened."
It was funny when he knew it, he took the man's pulse and said, "It's okay, I'll prescribe a prescription, decoct the medicine and take it, and it'll be fine in a few sips."
The child servant was busy and thankful, and carefully served the pen and ink.
Knowing the prescription, he asked Xiaobao to grab the medicine, fry it and feed it to him. Also called Xiaobao and his servants to take turns looking after the man.
The man slept until the night, and Xiaobao asked someone to send a letter home, telling his family to take care of the patient and go back later.
When the second watch came, the family saw that he hadn't come back, and they guessed that the patient might need to be looked after all night. Zheng Ping made a midnight snack as usual, and asked Yunyan to send it back to Xiaobao, so that he would not be hungry at night.
Yun Yan brought back Midnight, entered the Zen courtyard familiarly, and asked where Xiaobao was. When he saw that the door was closed in the east, he knocked on the door.
Not long after, a boy dressed as a servant came to open the door, and was stunned when she saw Yun Yanhui, who was not dressed like a monk.
Yun Yan recalled that this person belonged to the patient's family, and said, "Hello, I'm the elder brother of Zheng Yueren. I'm here to bring him some food."
The boy servant suddenly realized, and invited Yun Yan to come back in.
Seeing that Yunyan was back, Xiaobao hurriedly greeted him, took over the midnight snack, and called the boy servant, "Baoxing, you didn't eat much at night, let's eat together."
This is called Bao Xing's boy servant with a frown, "My husband is not awake, how can I eat."
"My master said that he will wake up tonight, don't be afraid." Xiaobao comforted him.
Baoxing felt more relaxed, so he sat down and ate with Xiaobao.
Yun Yan went back and stood aside to wait and saw a patient lying on the clothes. Although the candle light was flickering, he could vaguely see that his face was very dark, so he couldn't help but say, "Brother Baoxing, your husband is suffering from heat stroke. Right? You seem to be getting a little sunburned, and I think you need a whitening mask made by Zen master…”
Xiaobao has already recognized that he missed it once, and said embarrassingly: "This Lang Jun is born with such skin."
Huh, born like this? It doesn't look like mixed blood. Song people are still so black
Yun Yanhui looked at the man again in amazement, and suddenly saw that his eyelids moved a few times, so he leaned up and said, "Hey, it seems that your husband is about to wake up."
Bao Xing hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth and put down the bowl to come over to take a look.
At this time, the person on the bed struggled to open his eyes, looked at Yun Yan and replied, "Where is this, what happened, who are you..."
"I don't know, I'm just a dinner party..." Yun Yan had just finished speaking, when Bao Xing had already squeezed in front of him and said to him, "Lang Jun, this is the Bianjing Daxiangguo Temple, you and I are here today. In front of the temple, you fell headlong and lost consciousness, but thanks to the abbot here, the disciples of the Zen master discovered you and brought you in to be treated by the Zen master, and then you can wake up."
Yun Yan looked back and saw that the man's lips were still white, and his dark skin was especially weak, so he turned around and called for Lingran.
After knowing it, he took the pulse of the person and said, "It's good to wake up, but I can't get out of bed for a while, and I need to take a few patches."
This person thanked him again and again, and reported his name, "Fortunately, the abbot saved me, and I am very grateful. My surname is Bao Mingzheng, a person from Luzhou Prefecture..."
Yun Yan, who was doing nothing with his hands on his back, widened his eyes when he returned, "Damn it, Bao Zheng?" Bao Gong? !
Bao Zheng saw that the boy next to him suddenly widened his eyes when he heard his name, with a look of astonishment. He couldn't help but paused and asked curiously, "Why is this little brother so surprised when he heard my name, do you and I know each other?"
Yunyan nodded back, shook her head sharply, and said stammeringly: "No, I don't know, it's just that Lang Jun has the same name and surname as a friend of mine, and he was born with the same skin color as Lang Jun, but he is not Luzhou House’s…”
Right now, this Bao Gong - if it is really that Bao Zheng - doesn't seem to be very old, and he is not famous in the world, so Yun Yanhui didn't dare to say that he knew him, so he had to find an excuse to explain his surprise.
"There is such a coincidence in the world?" Bao Zheng smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that there are people as black as me in the world."
Yun Yan replied: "..." Shouldn't it be said that there is someone with the same name and surname as you? It seems that Lord Bao is also used to being teased about his skin color. I don't know if the nickname is really Bao Heizi.
Bao Zheng just woke up, and he was short of breath after a few words. Bao Xing hurriedly helped him fall asleep.
Yun Yan wanted to continue to confirm, but had to say good night and go home.
Although he has traveled for so long, Yun Yanhui has never seen a few famous people, especially those who have come into close contact with them.
In the past two years, Fan Zhongyan, who "worries before the world, and enjoys the world after it," knew Kaifeng Mansion for a while, but Yun Yanhui had seen it from a distance a few times, but he didn't have the chance to talk.
Unexpectedly, a Bao Qingtian fell from the sky, which made Yun Yan feel a little incredible. According to the understanding of the TV series, he vaguely remembered that Bao Zheng was from Luzhou, and it should be this one.
I just didn't expect that Bao Zheng's skin was really so dark!
But the facial features are upright and handsome... By the way, isn't there a crescent moon on the head? I don't seem to have seen it.
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Yun Yan thought about it for a long time, and ran to Ran's place again the next day.
He knew that it was common for him to come here, and because Xiaobao was here, no one thought about it, including Bao Xing, Bao Zheng's servant.
Before Bao Zheng had recovered from his illness, Yun Yan took the opportunity to talk to Bao Xing, and got to know his family's situation. After knowing that his family's name was correct, he was completely sure that this was the one who became the mayor of Kaifeng in the future. Bao Zheng.
Yun Yanhui still has a good impression of famous officials like Ouyang Xiu, Fan Zhongyan, and Bao Zheng. This is a rare opportunity to get along with historical celebrities. Yun Yanhui thought about how to ask Bao Zheng for a word, so he warmly He personally cooked and stewed Hehua fish soup and sent it to Bao Zheng.
Bao Zheng and Bao Xing saw that he brought the fish soup in person, and thought it was because of Xiaobao's light.
After drinking the soup, the mouth was full of fresh fragrance and the aroma of Hehua flowers. Fang knew that it was the famous Hehua fish in Daxiangguo Temple all over the world, and quickly thanked him, "Hehua fish is worth thousands of dollars in Luzhou Prefecture, but it is still worthless. In the city, Brother Yan’s cooking skills are even more superb, this fish soup is really precious.”
"You're welcome, Hehuayu is rare for foreign friends, but we Bianjing people are used to eating it. You are sick, so drink more soup to replenish your body." Yun Yan looked back at them and took a sip of soup, and was careful Asked, "Did you go to Beijing to take the exam?"
However, Bao Zheng smiled bitterly, "My brother doesn't know anything, I am a jinshi in the previous division, and I was assigned to Fengyang Prefecture to be a county magistrate, but because of the execution of the prisoner, I had no face to return to my hometown after being dismissed. Go to Beijing and make plans."
Bao Zheng said the reason frankly, with a hint of shame on his face.
Hey, did Bao Qingtian still get fired? Yun Yan regained her self-consciously long posture, and comforted: "I think Your Excellency is not a thing in the pool, and it will definitely be used again and again in the future, so don't be discouraged."
"It's your good news." Bao Zheng was ill, but his heart was relieved. Hearing his sincere voice, he was also refreshed and thanked.
Bao Zheng fell off the horse before, because he was tired from the long journey, and he was depressed. Now he took the medicine and rested for a few days, and his mood was relieved.
Coinciding with the Wanxing Temple Fair in Daxiangguo Temple, Bao Zheng used to concentrate on scientific research when he went to Beijing, and he had never been there. This time, he happened to live in the temple again, so he strolled through the temple fair. .
After another observation, it is not that there is no dispute, but if it cannot be resolved, they will drag each other to say what festival management office in Daxiangguo Temple to go to. Bao Zheng became curious and followed.
I saw some long tables in a Zen courtyard, the tables were full of documents, and a few monks were engrossed in their work. When the quarrelling merchants came, there were monks who ruled for them.
Looking at it again, there are also lost and found, booth rental registration, security management, etc. The monks perform their duties, and no one's energy is wasted. Such a large group of temples of the Great Prime Minister is the core managers.
Bao Zheng immediately appreciated that the Song Dynasty yamen people were superfluous, the problem of redundant officials was serious, and there were many people who received salary but did not work. It seemed that there were many yamen people, but few of them could do things. But seeing such a small management office running so efficiently, Bao Zheng was greatly surprised.
Although he has been dismissed, he still has the world in his heart, so he couldn't help asking a monk about the person in charge of the place. During his conversation with Lingran, he felt that the abbot was very wise, so he also asked if it was the abbot's decision. rule.
The monk saw that Bao Zheng had an extraordinary bearing, and he seemed to know him well, so he was very polite, and said, "It was not set up by the abbot, but it can't get rid of it, just because the person in charge is the abbot's layman, whose surname is Yun and Mingyan. back."
Although Yun Yanhui did not apprentice, everyone seemed to acquiesce to his identity, and it was not sooner or later.
When Bao Zheng heard the name, he was surprised: "Yunyanhui, but there is a brother named Zhengyueren?"
The monk listened and said hurriedly: "Does the donor know Brother Yan? Yes, it is him. His younger brother Zheng Yueren also studied medicine with the abbot."
"The current system of the management office is set by Brother Yan, and we all know in the temple that he is this," the monk gave a thumbs up, and then brought out the evidence, "You may not know that the annual food festival, It was founded by our brother Yan."
Bao Zheng counted the year that the now-famous Daxiangguo Temple Food Festival was born, "Brother Yan is only fifteen or sixteen years old. If he founded it, he would have been a little boy back then, right?"
The monk nodded, "Yes."
Bao Zheng sighed, "It's really a prodigy." Because the court attached great importance to literary talents, most of the prodigies that appeared in the Song Dynasty were famous for their talents and learning. See you once.
He thought of the kind boy who personally boiled fish soup for his younger brother and them to drink. He was white and delicate, and his smile was very gentle. He didn't show any sharp edges. , better than many elders.
In addition, Xiaobao is also kind-hearted, which makes Bao Zheng even more fond of this family.