Zheng Yan held a purple sand teapot in his hand, stood beside Zheng Yan respectfully, and refilled a cup of tea for him from time to time, but Zheng Yan seemed to be attracted by the book in his hand, and didn't even look at Zheng Wuming.

Zheng Wuming didn't know how many times he poured water for his grandfather, anyway, the purple clay pot was so big, and the water was not much, and he had gone out to store water three times, and when he was about to refill his grandfather with another cup of tea, Zheng Yan blocked the teacup with his hand.

"Okay, I didn't eat much at night, and I'm full of tea." Zheng Yan said lightly.

Zheng Wuming's heart sank, and he knew that he was definitely going to be scolded - however, grandpa is so old, and he doesn't go to the toilet after drinking so much tea, his kidneys are really good.

"I'm sorry, grandpa." Zheng Wuming apologized first, striving to be less scolded, he had been scolded by Yan Murong today, even if it was his grandfather who scolded him now, he didn't want to hear it anymore, this feeling was really uncomfortable.

"Alright." Zheng Yan waved his hand to stop Zheng Wuming from talking any further, and spoke. "You've always understood the importance of importance, and this time, you're really in a hurry."

Zheng Wuming lowered his head and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Nameless, do you know what our Zheng family wants?" Zheng Yan asked suddenly.

"The needle spectrum of the eight needles of the ghost gate and the "Green Capsule Sutra".

"That's right." Zheng Yan fiddled with the book "Acupuncture" in his hand and said. "These, thirty years ago, should have been mine, his surname Miao rebelled, so, I want to take back what should belong to our Zheng family - you do it to the Yan family, who do we ask?"

"But—"

"No, but." Zheng Yan waved his hand, interrupted Zheng Wuming's words, and said. "I taught you to endure whatever happens to you - the saying that you can't bear it anymore is a joke, if you can't help it, you will show flaws, and if you show flaws, your enemies will take the opportunity to kill you."

"I can watch you for a year, I can watch you for ten years, but I can't watch you for a lifetime - when I leave, the Zheng family's huge family business will all be placed on you."

"Grandpa, I remember." Zheng Wuming said respectfully.

"I hope you really remember this time." Zheng Yan sighed and said. "By the way, when will this year's TCM seminar start?"

"Next week." Zheng Wuming said. "What's wrong, grandpa? Do you want to participate? ”

"Haha, of course I'm going." Zheng Yan laughed loudly. "This is a good opportunity, presumably that kid from the Yan family won't miss this opportunity, I've been at home for too long, I should also go out and take a look at that kid from the Yan family by the way."

"Grandpa, isn't that right?" Zheng Wuming asked with some concern.

He wasn't worried about his old man, he was just worried about Yan Murong - just his mouth, if he saw his grandfather say something unpleasant, what would he do then?

"What's so bad?" Zheng Yan said. "If you want to understand your enemy, you have to get close to your enemy, even if he does something excessive, if you can't get angry, you have to learn to analyze his weakness from his words - when he scolds you, it doesn't mean that he is strong, maybe it's just a cover for cowardice." ――

Even if Yan Murong's career as a teacher officially began, there was no class this morning, so he came directly to Liang Zhengtao's house, and according to the agreement, he would come to give the old lady acupuncture in the next week.

Just like yesterday, Yan Murong came out with the needle quickly and collected the needle quickly, and as soon as he packed up the silver needle after completing today's acupuncture, Liang Zhengtao pulled him to the living room.

"Minister Liang, who are you?" Yan Murong looked at Liang Zhengtao inexplicably and asked.

"Take a sip of tea and rest first, and I'll tell you." Liang Zhengtao said with a smile.

Yan Murong obediently picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea gently, thinking to himself, the tea made by the minister himself didn't have any special taste.

"Ahem-Minister Liang, if you have something to say, just say it." Yan Murong was a little uncomfortable by Liang Zhengtao, and coughed twice and said.

"Nothing else." Liang Zhengtao smiled, sat next to Yan Murong, and poured himself a cup of tea before saying. "Next Sunday, the TCM seminar will be held in Jade Garden, I would like to ask you, do you want to go and have a look?"

"TCM seminars? What is it for? ”

"Can't you hear the name? It is that some Chinese medicine practitioners from all over the country get together to discuss some of their observations and medical ethics over the years. ”

"Is it useful for me to go?" Yan Mufang asked sullenly, isn't this meeting just about going to eat and drink and then talk nonsense? Why did you go yourself?

"How could it be useless? Hehe. Liang Zhengtao smiled and said. Although this is not an official meeting held by the state, it must be held every three years, in which famous doctors from all over China will gather in the capital, and there is no shortage of top figures in some fields, so it is beneficial for you to get in touch with it, and I will also participate. ”

"It's good to go and see it." Yan Murong thought for a while and said. "It's just, I don't know if I have this qualification? I'm afraid the people who went were old men, right? ”

"Haha." Liang Zhengtao laughed. "If you say that you are not qualified, then it is estimated that others are even less qualified - you don't have to worry about this, in addition to those Chinese medicine, there will also be representatives from various medical universities across the country, and there are some students who go to audit, and you are now a teacher at the University of Chinese Medicine, I believe that even if you don't say it, with President Chen's respect for you, he will take you there."

"Moreover, at the seminar, there is also a competition among the colleges of traditional Chinese medicine across the country, and I would like to see you participate."

"And the game? What competition? Are there any rewards? Yan Murong asked in surprise, he was a cheap child, he didn't want to participate in the competition without a reward, if there was a reward, it would have to be seen how much the reward was.

"The competition is very simple, it is the four diagnoses of Chinese medicine, and as for the reward, you will know when the time comes." Liang Zhengtao said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll participate." Yan Murong thought about it and agreed, if he wants to develop, he must know more peers, and he can't rely on those students alone.

After chatting with Liang Zhengtao about some of his old man, Yan Murong refused Liang Zhengtao's invitation again, and prepared to go out for lunch by himself, and then go to buy a mobile phone - the new one he bought yesterday had been treated as a brick by him and he didn't know where to throw it, I'm afraid that even if he found it, it would be broken into parts.