Chapter 68 Prescriptions

Wei Heming and He Lan have been friends for many years, but if they come to Hefu, it is the first time.

Different from the Wei Mansion, although the He family is also a family, it is thriving, and the branches are luxuriant, even He Lan himself has a time when he can't recognize the children of the side line, and the officials in the court don't know how many people are ordinary, and they are standard hairpin families.

It is the Mansion of Himself that looks much more simple and rigorous than the Wei Mansion, although it is not very luxurious, but it covers an extremely wide area, and the connotation of wealth and nobility is hidden in it, and it is not lightly displayed for people to see. The rules of the servants who come and go do not have to be half a point difference in the palace, every grass and tree is exquisite, and even a stone has to be placed in the wrong place.

Although the relationship between the He family and the Wei family was not deep, there was some friendship between the literati - in fact, the Wei family had only one colleague friendship with most of them. My father is now resigning, but he is returning to the capital, and he has to send people to say goodbye one by one with full courtesy.

The palace also handed over the excerpt of the statement, if the saint is interested, he must also enter the palace.

If it weren't for Wei Heming's rebirth, maybe he wouldn't be able to sort out this mess, and he was secretly glad that he was the only one who came back, if he even came back with his father and Ah Yu, I am afraid that the disease would really not be able to be raised.

When Wei Heming came to visit and explain the situation at home, several elders of the He family really had a lot of interest in him, kept him to eat, and tested his knowledge, and finally the head of the He family stroked his beard with a smile and said: "Wei Tanhua really has a real talent and learning, don't leave your knowledge behind in this year's filial piety, and it still depends on you juniors in the court." ”

Wei He thanked the elders, and then he was able to go to He Lan's courtyard to speak alone.

He Lan's courtyard was a little messy, but extremely comfortable, with thick blankets and half-worn cushions on the chairs, and a calligraphy and unfinished work on the walls and tables, with a strong atmosphere of literary ink.

Wei Heming felt a little relieved when he entered the door, and let out a long sigh of relief in He Lan's Taishi chair: "Your family rules are really big, and they are very uncomfortable. ”

He Lan smiled: "I knew that you would not be able to stand it, you will only be a little longer." ”

He Lan was wearing a homely wide-sleeved robe, her hair was half loose and not loose, and she really didn't look like a guest.

Wei Heming said in his heart that with He Lan's lazy temperament, it was also a miracle that he could stay in such a well-behaved home for more than ten years.

Wei Heming looked through the calligraphy and paintings on the table, and they all had a bit of indescribable freedom and ease, although he also knew that his calligraphy and painting were outstanding on weekdays, but he didn't want his private works to be so wild, no wonder He Lan was sought after as a celebrity in his previous life, and he really had the legacy of Wei and Jin.

Looking at it again, there was a small word inscribed in the corner of the painting, although Wei Heming didn't know how to compose poetry, but he knew a little bit about tasting poetry, and when he read it again, he only felt that it was much stronger than those poems that were moaning without disease.

Wei Heming stared at He Lan with a smile: "In vain, I thought that Zhuang Yuanlang was a person who didn't understand poetry like me, but I didn't expect that I was the only one who was a rough person, but Zhuang Yuanlang was a clumsy person." ”

When He Lan saw him, he was a little short of breath, and explained with a smile: "I can't do it anymore, poetry is born from the heart, rhyme comes from the grid, which is like that at the poetry meeting, one person is like a sow giving birth, when it is good, I have to force others to keep a few more poems, with no body and no charm, that kind of poetry, don't do it." ”

Wei Heming didn't seem to be a fake when he looked at him, and he also understood in his heart that although He Lan was from an orthodox family, he was not a rule, if he hadn't dragged this person to become an official in this life, I am afraid that this person would have left the country to be his unruly celebrity.

Wei Heming looked at him, and then at the lyrics in his hand: "I don't know if it's right to drag you to the imperial examination with me." ”

He Lan glanced at him with a slight smile: "If it weren't for the fact that I already had some of this thought, would you be able to persuade me?"

Wei Heming nodded, although his words and smiles were as usual, he finally had something in his heart, and when his face came out, it fell into He Lan's eyes.

"I've heard that your family has changed, and now it's better?" He Lan asked.

Wei Heming nodded, shook his head again, and sighed lightly: "Grandmother is gone, my father is overly worried and has a heart disease, and he is still lying in bed now." ”

He Lan raised his eyebrows: "Can you find a suitable Langzhong?" I ...... in my house" He seemed to think of something halfway through speaking, and said. "I remember that there was a skilled healer in the palace of King Wenrui. He said this a little awkwardly, but he meant it sincerely.

"There are doctors at home, but my father's situation is really not optimistic, and I am the only one to take care of the affairs in Beijing this time. Wei Heming remembered Ah Yu's entrustment again. "By the way, did you borrow me a doctor's notebook last time? Is there a prescription for heart disease? I want to borrow it with you again. ”

He Lan smiled: "What's so difficult about this, I have a lot of medical books here, just copy all the prescriptions for you." ”

Wei Heming nodded and thanked him, but He Lan seemed to suddenly remember something, and said: "It's just the one you said, it's useless to copy it, that recipe is really good, I heard that it is extremely effective for the nourishment of heart diseases, but you need to use spiritual ginseng, which is not found on the market now." ”

Wei Heming asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

He Lan's eyebrows were lazy: "Where did you get these medical books?" My heart disease was brought out of my mother's womb, and I still don't know how long I can live, and even the doctor said that I will be able to live well, and I may be able to survive until the year of standing, and the second room has begun to think about cultivating an heir after me......" He said and laughed: "That's it, it's not interesting to talk to you about this, I'll go and copy the recipe for you." ”

Wei Heming was silent for a long time, he remembered that He Lan had indeed died early in his previous life, and had died silently before Chu Shen ascended the throne.

Now it seems that he feels a little pity.

The two copied all the recipes in the book, and He Lan saw that the love was heavier than when he came, and couldn't help poking his eyebrows with a fan bone: "I'm just weak, and I'm not going to go out of the funeral tomorrow, so I'll put you away like this." ”

Wei Heming smiled reluctantly: "There have been too many things recently, I'm really sorry for letting you look like this." ”

Whether it was the death of his grandmother, his father's serious illness, or He Lan's expected illness, he realized many things that he could not change in his life.

Not only the joy of the previous life has to be retasted, but even the sadness has to be reread.

He Lan shook the folding fan away and fanned the cool breeze slowly: "Tell me, I'm sorry, birth, old age, sickness and death are just ordinary things." His eyes flashed, and he softened when he fell on him, but his expression was rarely serious. "Although I have some brothers and sisters in this family, they are not close, only you, I really treat them as brothers, you care about me so much, I am also very happy, between you and me, you and I really don't have to be polite. ”

Wei Heming nodded.

In his previous life, he was tied to Chu Shen early, and after being a companion, he joined the office, and he was up and down in the sea for a long time, and he did not have these fates in this life.

I also missed these ties in this life.

It's a pity.

Wei Heming looked quite worried all the way to the Wenrui Palace, he should have mentioned Qingchuan with Chu Fengge, but somehow, he couldn't even lift his spirits when he spoke.

Chu Fengge didn't ask, just played chess with him slowly, step by step, the black and white sons staggered and fought, until Wei Heming gradually calmed down.

In this game, Wei Heming was scattered, and in the end, he held a chess piece and had nowhere to land.

Wei Heming stared at the black that occupied half of the country in a daze, and had to let go, and the white son fell back into the chess box, making a dull knocking sound.

"My grandmother died. Wei Heming moved his lips, and his voice was so light that it was almost impossible to catch.

Wei Heming was dressed in plain clothes, rushed all the way from Qingchuan to the capital, and was busy for several days in a row, which made him look a little haggard and his face was pale. He pursed his slightly dry lower lip, his brows furrowed together, and his eyelashes fell and silver wings covered the look in his pupils, but with the sadness that Chu Fengge was extremely familiar with in his previous life.

It looks a little fragile.

"Father is not in good health," Wei Heming began to take back the chess pieces one by one, his movements slow and mechanical, as if he remembered something. He Lan is also sick...... I've heard about it for a long time, but I haven't thought about it, and I'm a little ashamed to be a friend. ”

Chu Fengge gently helped him put the chess pieces back.

Wei Heming raised his head slightly, his eyes were empty, and he wanted to hook the corners of his lips and smile, but he didn't even have the strength to complete this action: "Your Highness, I'm a little sad." ”

Chu Fengge paused, stretched out his hand and gently patted Wei Heming's back, his movements were cautious and a little jerky.

Wei Heming smiled bitterly.

The way he looks really shouldn't be seen by His Highness.

Can...... He was really tired.

He is the only man left in the Wei family who can be in charge, he can't show his tired appearance in front of his father and Ah Yu, let alone show his fragility in front of the Shijiao family, and even in front of He Lan, he doesn't show his exhaustion.

But only in front of His Highness......

Wei Heming himself couldn't tell why.

Is it because this person has already seen the most unbearable side of himself in his previous life?

Or is it because this person is too kind to himself, and even he is used to his harmlessness to himself?

Obviously, this person is not a person who is suitable for confiding in and comforting others.

Wei Heming cleared out the mixed thoughts in his mind, and at this moment, he actually felt a little relieved.