Chapter 098 Rubella

It's the end of May, and it's getting hot. At night, the heat faded. There is no moon in the blue sky, and the stars are dense, like crystal gems, embellishing the hustle and bustle of midsummer.

Insects in the corners of the wall are moaning, and frogs are singing in the distance.

The light in the window of the guest house is reflected in the courtyard. The sparse shadows of the courtyard are swaying, and the grass is green. The shop has raised a large tank of koi fish in the courtyard, and the fish jump up, setting off the sound of the water, adding to the excitement of the summer night.

"There really are no locust plagues?" Ling Qingyun and her younger brother stood in front of the window and spoke, "What about the drought?" ”

"There shouldn't be this year, it's five years from now. At that time, there was a drought for two months, and before a drop of water fell, locust plagues began to occur in the northwest. The locusts are fierce, and all the west of Taiyuan Mansion have been affected. Ling Qingtong was very sure, "The imperial court was afraid that the Turks would take the opportunity to invade, so they transferred troops to the northwest to garrison them.

Second Brother An went for two years, and he went to live in the garrison, but the officials sent to control the locusts were incompetent, and Second Brother An replaced him. He had a good strategy for curing locusts, and after he came back, he was appointed as the deputy commander of the front division of the palace. ”

The front division of the palace is one of the forbidden armies, and the deputy commander is the senior general of the front division of the palace.

That was the beginning of Anwei's career.

Ling Qingtong remembered very clearly, he was already old at that time and knew a lot of things. As for whether there were locust plagues and droughts in the eleventh year of Jianping, Ling Qingtong's memory is vague.

At least, the Ling family was not affected this year, and the eldest brother got married.

"There may have been a bit of a disaster this year, but I really don't remember." Ling Qingtong looked out the window, and the leaves under the light were also soothing.

It's just summer, and it's so dry.

"That's good," Ling Qingyun said.

The fields of the Jin State Mansion are all in the west, and if there is a famine, the family will not starve to death, but they must ask for help from their aunts and aunts.

When they were thrifty, Erfang and his grandmother would not sympathize with Jing's, but would take the opportunity to make trouble.

Ling Qingyun felt sorry for her mother.

Although Ling Qingtong said that he did not have a major famine this year, they went all the way back to Beijing and never rained again.

The official road is dusty.

When resting, Anwei will look at the dry ground, frowning slightly, looking very worried.

His side face is as strict as usual, but it is a little more majestic.

"An Lang, are you worried about the famine?" Ling Qingyun asked him.

A noble son like An Wei, even if he has been honing in the military camp for a few years, is still an officer, high and high.

An Wei really understands the sufferings of the world, and Ling Qingyun was a little surprised.

"Worried." An Wei said, "Who isn't worried? How many people are uprooted from their homes in the event of a famine? ”

Ling Qingyun fell silent.

She was worried, too.

The eaves of the eaves became extraordinarily strict.

When you are about to go to the capital, stop at night and stay at the hotel.

After the shopkeeper led their carriage into the backyard, he kept looking at Ling Qingyun with a little anxiety in his eyes.

An Wei immediately became angry and asked the shopkeeper, "What do you see?" ”

The store knows Anea. An Wei looks tall, and it is rare for a man to be as tall as him, and it is easy to identify.

He immediately knelt down for An Wei: "My lord, please save my child!" ”

Ling Qingyun and everyone were puzzled, looking at An Wei suspiciously, not knowing what happened to An Wei's children in the store; And An Wei himself is also confused.

"Your child, why do you want me to save it?" An Wei asked, "Get up and speak clearly!" ”

The shopkeeper was very excited for a while, and burst into tears: "My lord, this girl asked last time if the villain's child had rubella." It's been sent for almost ten days, and the child is itching, and the doctors can't cure it."

The maids and ladies who were traveling with them all glanced at Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun finally remembered.

Last time, they also lived in this shop, and the two sons of the shopkeeper ran in and asked if Anea's horse would turn into a dragon and fly away at night.

At that time, there was a child who was vaguely about to commit an evil spirit, and Ling Qingyun saw it and reminded him to be careful.

Unexpectedly, the child did have a seizure.

An Wei also looked at Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun said happily: "Shopkeeper, you get up first and take me to see the child." ”

The shopkeeper kowtowed again and again, and then got up.

"I'll take a look, right?" Ling Qingyun asked An Wei.

An Wei nodded and said, "Let's go." He accompanied Ling Qingyun to see it.

Ling Qingyun thought to herself: "Recently, I have encountered two itchy diseases. In fact, itching is worse than pain, and itching for more than ten days is also a sin. ”

She walked quickly and followed the store to the backyard wing next door to watch the store's children.

It's already nightfall.

The lamp was lit in the wing, and a child lay on the kang and fell asleep. There sat a woman beside him, haggard, her eyes red and swollen from crying, and she could barely see anyone.

"Boss?" She heard someone come in and tried to see, but she couldn't see clearly. Then, she heard a few more footsteps, a little surprised.

"Last time, a girl said that San Lang might have rubella, so let's pay attention, I told you." The shopkeeper was very excited, and the tone of his voice was very fast, "She's back, Saburo is saved"

The woman hurriedly stood up and wanted to kowtow to Ling Qingyun.

In her misty eyes, she finally saw Ling Qingyun's figure, and puffed Ling Qingyun to kneel down, and said, "Nobleman, you save this child." Our country is useless, my child"

As he spoke, he began to cry.

Ling Qingyun asked her to get up, and asked the shopkeeper to move the lamp over, and took a closer look at the child herself.

The child has been ill for ten days, and the description is very tragic. The child's eyes are swollen and he can no longer see people clearly; His face and arms were covered with flaky red rashes like fish scales.

It's very itchy, so the child scratches it a lot, and the new marks add to the old ones.

This is much more powerful than Jing Banniang's time.

The child was tormented and dying. The shopkeeper and his woman also listened to the doctor's words, and felt that the child was hopeless, so he was prepared for the future, so his woman's eyes were blind from crying.

The death of a child is very common, and if the doctor says it, the husband and wife know that it is not to coax them.

"I'll take the pulse first." Ling Qingyun said.

An Wei stood beside him and looked at Ling Qingyun.

When Ling Qingyun was diagnosing her pulse, her expression was extremely focused. Her bright eyes shone brightly and revealed wisdom.

An Eave's heart moved slightly.

His gaze never took his eyes off Ling Qingyun's face.

Ling Qingyun checked her pulse for a long time, and then looked at the child's tongue coating.

"This child's pulse is thin and flat, his tongue is red and white, his eyes are swollen, and his face is rashed. Ling Qingyun finished diagnosing his pulse and said to the shopkeeper.

Where do you know?

I invited two doctors before, and I also said that it was rubella, and prescribed some prescriptions, but the results were useless.

Therefore, the store owner didn't know if what Ling Qingyun said was correct.

However, Ling Qingyun could see that the child was about to have rubella as early as two months ago, which was very powerful, so the store trusted her.

"He was a little evil last time, and he didn't want to have a seizure. This time, he committed the wind evil again, and the two poisons were concurrent, so he was so strict.

Wind evil is the first to commit the lungs, and the lungs are mainly fur, so the skin is red and rash. I'll prescribe a prescription, you go to grab the medicine overnight, take three or four patches, stop the itch first, and then slowly recuperate. Ling Qingyun said again.

The shopkeeper and his woman said yes again and again.

They had to kowtow to Ling Qingyun again.

Ling Qingyun stopped: "Don't be polite, it's important to see a child." You go and get the paper and ink first, and I'll make a prescription. ”

The shopkeeper said yes, and hurriedly went out to find a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Ling Qingyun was lying on the desk.

An Wei was still watching her from the side, but saw that her wrist was slender but powerful, and her head hung down when she was lying on the desk, revealing a slender and tender white neck, and her skin was like snow.

He felt that this kind of Ling Qingyun was very good-looking, better than usual.

Ling Qingyun said that she likes to watch An Wei play; Then, as far as An Wei is concerned, he also likes to see Ling Qingyun for diagnosis.

When playing, the eaves are invincible; Ling Qingyun is meticulous and intelligent when he is treating, and his medical skills can bring the dead back to life.

"Xin Liang Ping Agent Yin Qiao San." An Wei saw that Ling Qingyun had written this name, and she continued to write, "Five coins for honeysuckle, five coins for forsythia, and five coins for mint; three coins of raw coix seeds, five coins of reed roots, and four coins of bamboo leaves; The cicada sheds five cents for one penny, and the burdock root is four cents; White grass root, comfrey, and danpi are each two dollars, and they are taken in decoction. ”

Her handwriting is slender and sharp, adding a bit of awe-inspiring atmosphere, and it looks much better than before. This is the result of her recent practice of calligraphy.

After the recipe was opened, Ling Qingyun handed it over to the store.

"Take the medicine according to the prescription, take one patch in the first two days, and then one patch a day for ten days, which is enough to heal." Ling Qingyun said to the shopkeeper.

The two doctors invited by the store before were both Xiaolangzhong in the town, and they only prescribed a few medicines. He suddenly saw Ling Qingyun open a paper full of medicinal herbs, and he was overjoyed: "It's really different, this doctor is even more powerful." ”

He felt that the more medicine, the better the effect.

He immediately went to grab the medicine.

Ling Qingyun's recipe is to clear away heat and wind, invigorate blood and relieve itching, and promote dampness and detoxification, which is enough to treat the symptoms.

In the middle of the night, the boy woke up and began to cry, so that the whole inn was not resting well.

The night in June was a little hot, the guests were already impetuous, and the children were even more irritable when they cried, and some people scolded from time to time.

Ling Qingyun and the others lived in the West Cross Courtyard, and they could also hear the noise.

She couldn't sleep, and thought about a lot of things about Lu Xuan and Wang Qilang. At the beginning, my memory was broken, and I only remembered these two people.

The more I think about it, the worse my mood becomes.

She simply sat up.

Nianru and Ling Qingyun shared the same bed, and Ling Qingyun was afraid of disturbing her, so she got up lightly to drink water. She had just gotten up and poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly, when she heard the squeak of the porter next door.

Someone walked out of the room.

Ling Qingyun knew that it was An Canopy.

Anquis sometimes gets up in the middle of the night to feed his horses.

Ling Qingyun couldn't sleep either, and originally wanted to go to An Wei as a companion. However, the things in her heart were too heavy, and when she thought of Wang Qilang, her mood was even worse.

Therefore, she did not move.

In the darkness, Ling Qingyun also thought of the stone court.

Thinking of Shi Ting's words, he said that he went to Taiyuan Mansion to worship; I also thought of Shiting and ventured down the cliff to worship Wang Qilang.

When they came back this time, An Wei took another path, so they didn't pass by the cliff where Wang Qilang was buried.

Ling Qingyun was very regretful.

And what about the stone garden?

"Is he, like me, a man who has come back from the dead? Is he Li Hua? Ling Qingyun thought stunned. Thinking about this makes my heart ache.

Wang Qilang, the name Qian, the word Lihua.

***R1152