Xue Qing also didn't have pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mr. Qingxia's social studies not only do not cost tuition, but also provide pen, ink, paper, and inkstone..... Of course, except for some poor students, many students still bring their own.

Xue Qing didn't bring it because it was the first day, thinking that he wouldn't need too much, and he couldn't fit it in the basket.

She sat in front of the thatched hut, holding a twig and looking at the ground.

Burrow, there's one here, too.

Fortunately, she has been practicing calligraphy all year round, and she uses a lot of ancient Chinese poems.

She picked up a branch and wrote on the ground.

Mr. Si Brown drank a pot of wine, and Xue Qing's ten Burrow inscriptions were also written.

"You're writing too fast. Mr. Si Brown frowned and said, "How can this be written in my heart, how can this be remembered with my heart, and..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Qing interrupted him.

"Didn't I say it, sir, you can teach me to read, don't hone my heart. "I've written it ten times, and I know I remember it myself." ”

Mr. Four Brown glared.

"Then I'll be your husband, and you won't listen to what I say, how can you teach me?" he asked.

"Say it well. Xue Qing said, "If you want to tell me why you want to do this, what purpose you want to achieve by doing this, I will naturally listen to what you say is useful and meaningful." ”

Mr. Four Brown looked at her with a sad face.

"Then my husband is too pitiful. He said, smacking his mouth twice, as if he was reminiscing about the taste of wine, and it seemed to be a little bitter, "It's really a soft mouth." ”

"I think this way everyone has a clear goal, I don't want to be a scholar to become a writer. Xue Qing said, "You don't have to think about teaching and educating people, just make me a test-taking master." ”

Although she looks like a child on the outside, she knows that she is an adult, so she doesn't need someone else to shape her.

She thought that if she wanted to be a famous teacher in the future, she had to let her students pass the children's examination with a high rate.

"Test-takers? That's an interesting statement. Mr. Si Brown read it again, and his face was ugly, "Little friend, that's the champion, how can it be so easy." ”

Xue Qing smiled.

"There's no hurry, let's take our time. She said, shaking the branch in her hand.

Mr. Four Brown pinched his beard.

"What kind of disciple am I adopting?" he said to himself.

Xue Qing smiled, looking at the thatched hut behind her, looking at the lively street market in front of her, what kind of teacher did she worship? If Guo Huaichun and the others knew about it, they would be dumbfounded.

She didn't think about it, so she really agreed.

Xue Qing looked at the old man who was turning over the basket again because he took out a piece of meat, and hoped that her intuition was correct, this old man was not ordinary.

When he approached him, he didn't even notice it, which was not scientific.

.......

When sunset falls, the front of the Fuxue Palace becomes lively, and the students in the social studies get out of school, except for a few boarding because of the long distance or other reasons, most of the students in Chang'an City will go home, and before going back, they will go around on the street to buy things or drink tea with their classmates, and the carriages and horses that come to pick up each family are also crowded the streets, and there is a lot of chaos everywhere.

Steward Wu saw Xue Qing walking with a basket at a glance, and he hurriedly raised his hand to say hello.

Xue Qing walked through the crowd.

"Young Master, how is it?" Steward Wu asked curiously.

Xue Qing nodded.

"It's okay. She said.

The family has already greeted Mr. Qingxia, so let's follow along, Steward Wu smiled and lifted the curtain of the car, Xue Qing didn't speak anymore and climbed into the car, Steward Wu also got into the car, and the coachman led the horse through the crowd.

Someone in the crowd saw the scene.

"Hey, this kid is only leaving now?" Zhang Shuangtong said, "Are you embarrassed to go home and say that you didn't go to social studies? Isn't it quite arrogant? Are you still afraid of what others will say?"

Zhang Liantang smiled.

"To be proud is to be talented in order to be worthy of pride. He said, "If you don't have talent, you're not proud, it's sour." ”

Someone over there called their names, and Zhang Shuangtong saw that it was a few classmates.

"Walked away. He said, "Leave this kid alone." ”

Zhang Liantang waved his hand.

"Go ahead, I'm going to Dr. Yang's. He said.

Zhang Shuangtong was quite bored.

"You're so curious about his prescription?" he said, ignoring it and walking away.

Zhang Liantang found his family's carriage and went to the city.

Chang'an City is still bustling in the twilight, Dr. Yang's medical clinic is in his own home, which is also convenient for people to seek medical treatment at night, and other shops on the street are still greeting customers, but Dr. Yang's medical clinic is closed.

It's been closing so early these days.

In the courtyard of the back hall, Dr. Yang was carefully sorting a few pieces of cut medicine, and put them between his mouth and nose to taste and smell.

"Master, Young Master Liantang is here again. The boy ran in and shouted.

Zhang Liantang followed behind him and knocked the boy on the head with a fan.

"Shouting something, it's like seeing a ghost. He said.

Xiao Tong covered his head and ran behind Doctor Yang to glare at Zhang Liantang, but Doctor Yang didn't raise his head and still cut a piece of medicine seriously.

"What's so nice about that prescription. He said, "Why are you so curious?"

After saying that, he said to the little boy to bring the medicine box, and the little boy pouted and reluctantly went.

"My grandfather's illness has been helpless for a long time, and now that I have taken this new pill and it has taken effect in a few days, of course I am curious, this is undoubtedly like an elixir. Zhang Liantang said with a smile, "Is there a more powerful elixir than stalactite golden stone?"

Doctor Yang smiled.

"Don't worry, it's not Jinshi. He said, took the medicine box brought by the little boy and opened it, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Zhang Liantang, "It's a very simple prescription." ”

Zhang Liantang took a glance and babbled first.

"That's a good word. He said.

Doctor Yang smiled and didn't speak, with the relationship between the Zhang and Yang families, he didn't mind being seen the prescription, and the Zhang family wouldn't use the prescription indiscriminately, and they would use different medicines for the same disease.

He continued to beat the medicine block, and Zhang Liantang read the prescription.

"It's easy. He said, holding the prescription but not letting go, "What is the name of this pill? Which master wrote it? I don't even know that we have such a master in Chang'an City." ”

Doctor Yang stopped.

"I've given it a name. He thought for a moment and said, "Qing... Good.. Pill. ”

"Qing'e Pill?" Zhang Liantang read it and nodded with a smile, "Good name, I don't know who the owner of Qing'e Pill is?"

Old Doctor Yang shook his head with a smile.

"Well, the other party won't let me say it. He said.

Zhang Liantang snorted.

"It's incognito. He said, "What a talent." ”

Doctor Yang smiled.

"He's not a doctor, so he doesn't take that as his name. "Don't be bothered by it." ”

Zhang Liantang sighed and didn't ask any more questions.

"That's a man who understands. He said, "Then I will thank Dr. Yang, and Dr. Yang will thank you on his behalf, others may think that my grandfather just has a pain in my back and legs, but I know how terrible this disease is for my grandfather, this time I can find the right medicine, my grandfather is undoubtedly over the big difficulty." ”

He stood up and saluted respectfully.

Zhang Sheng was grateful. ”