"I'm almost eight years old." Mo Ye clenched his fists in his hanging sleeves and said with a firm expression: "This place is a academy that is admired by the scholars of the four counties, and I have been studying in it for two years. I think I have the ability, at least I know what the medicine I am taking. ”

Mo Ye's tone was a little tough and rude, which made Lin Shan's expression slightly awe-inspiring. Then he walked over to the desk, reached open a drawer, and reached inside. But he took a deep breath, withdrew his hand, and closed the drawer.

"Yan Xingzhi's grandfather, Yan Guang, once worked in the Gongzhong Tai Hospital, and had several encounters with the grandfather Liao Shi who dispensed medicine for you. Although the two of them do not work in the same place, they are half peers, and their relationship with each other is the same as that between you and Xingfeng, although in different academies, their learning preferences are also different, but there are still many topics to talk about. Yan Guang practiced medicine to treat his mother, but when he met Liao Shi, his mother had passed away, but despite this, the two still communicated often, and Liao Shi asked him a question about this, and then learned that Yan Guang's Lingtang was suffering from a family disease. Lin Shan's words paused slightly, and then said: "The secret of the Yan family, because of Liao Shiqi, I also know some, but I didn't expect that you would find Yan Guang's grandson, Yan Xingzhi." ”

Mo Ye said in surprise: "It turns out that Master, you already know?" ”

"Relationships are like the branches of a tree, some are exposed and some are deep underground, but the two complement each other. If you have read so many books, you should know that every tree, as far as the crown of the tree opens, its roots can also open as much as it underneath. But compared to the branches and leaves that are exposed, the roots hidden in the ground are the most important, the branches can be cut, and the roots cannot be broken. Lin Shan slowly walked to the chair behind the table and sat down, and then continued: "Yan Guang has been an imperial doctor, and there are countless people related to him, and his family is now in the third generation, although due to the hindrance of family diseases, he cannot have a full family of descendants, but the heirs of the Yan family are all famous. ”

He reached here, reached out and pulled open the bottom drawer on his right, took out a booklet from it, and gently placed it on the table.

Mo Ye glanced at the booklet, then at Lin Shan's face, and didn't say anything more.

"It's something you've always wanted, you should have stolen a copy of it, right? In fact, what they describe is exactly the same, the only difference is the handwriting. Lin Shan looked at Mo Ye's eyes, and after a pause, he continued: "But if you really want to know what you are drinking, you may be able to find the answer based on this alone. Maybe not only that, but you can also follow this answer and learn a lot of things that you don't know yet. ”

Mo Ye approached the desk in a daze, hesitated, and was about to raise her hand to scoop the booklet.

At this moment, I heard Lin Shan speak: "Even if you scoop up the original and look for Yan Xingzhi again, you won't be able to find the result." But if you scoop up Liao Shi's handwriting and find Yan Guang, then the result may be different. Liao Shi also communicated with Yan Guang many times about dispensing medicine. ”

"Yan Xingzhi's grandfather" Mo Ye muttered, and the hand he had just raised hung down again.

"Yan Guang's mouth, can you pry it open?" Lin Shan stared at Mo Ye's eyes and asked slowly.

After a pause, he said again: "But you went to Yan Guang, and the excuse when you asked Yan Xing that day seemed to be a little unbearable." ”

Mo Ye was stunned, and sighed in his heart: Master's right, she is only seven years old at this time, why would a seven-year-old child master such a prescription, and go directly to Yan Xingzhi's grandfather. The purpose of such an act has clearly gone beyond the reason of confusion about the composition of the herb and has become more inclined to answer a secret. And in every sense of the word, that's not what a seven-year-old should do.

Lin Shan looked at Mo Ye, who was silent, stretched out his hand and pushed the booklet on the table forward by an inch, and then said: "Yan Xingzhi should also tell you the reason why he gave up medicine and practiced martial arts-even if he didn't, with your curiosity and the simplicity of the punishment style, you can also inquire about it through the punishment style-so now, even if you are unable to solve it, do you want to know the secret of this exacerbating trouble?" ”

Mo Ye's hand hanging from his sleeve clenched into a fist again. At this time, two thoughts in her heart tugged at each other, and after struggling for a while, she spoke, "Master, when will you tell me these things in person." ”

Lin Shan's fingers tapped on the table a few times, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It's the third year, and there are still two and a half years left before your treatment can be completed, and at that time, I will tell you everything you want to know." ”

When Lin Shan came here, a touch of sadness flashed between his eyebrows. After a slight pause, he continued, "This is already the fastest possible. Maybe two years from now, you still don't have the ability to solve these problems, but at least you are fully recovered physically, and you have a solid foundation to start working on those troubles. Mo Ye suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the booklet on the table. But she just held it down, neither taking it back nor turning it open.

After holding down the booklet for a while, her hand moved, but it was pushed a few inches towards Lin Shan, and then she said: "Master, Ye Er was willful before, and I will ask you to keep this booklet for me for another two years." ”

Mo Ye's tone was as firm as just now, but the expression on Lin Shan's face gradually softened. p>

Sending a maid to the old nine silk to drink wine and pelican weight? p>

Lin Shan's gaze fell softly on the gauze wrapped around Mo Ye's forehead, he stretched out two fingers and gently stroked the corners of Mo Ye's forehead, and said softly: "Master's shot is too heavy, have you felt a headache in the past two days?" ”

As Lin Shan's gaze softened, Mo Ye only felt that the atmosphere in the entire study suddenly changed. The stubborn strength in her heart suddenly collapsed, and her eyes began to flood unconsciously.

Not wanting the master to be aware of the grievances in her heart at this time, Mo Ye deliberately suppressed her throat, and replied in a slightly lower voice: "It's just a little bit of skin, it doesn't hurt much, and it's almost fine." ”

Lin Shan withdrew his hand, and when he heard this, he just nodded, and nothing more. Mo Ye originally wanted to ask Lin Shan what the paper scroll that burned that night was, but she suddenly felt a choke in her throat at this time, and then tears flowed uncontrollably.

When Lin Shan saw her like this, he knew that she actually felt wronged, but he just held back and refused. There was also a hint of discomfort in his heart, and he frowned slightly and said, "Master didn't see you like this just now, why are you crying now?" ”

After that, he pulled up a corner of his sleeve and gently wiped the tears on his face.

Mo Ye's voice trembled a little and said, "Mo Ye was angry in his heart just now, but now, he is only ashamed." ”

"What are you guilty about?" Lin Shan said gently: "After two days of free, I also figured it out, it's not all your fault." ”

He said this, but in his heart he sighed: Maybe it was providence that made this impossible to do. Who knows how many men will shed their lives because of this battle when this drawing is returned to Kyoto? Perhaps God is giving himself a chance to recreate this drawing so that he can find a mistake that he has not yet discovered.

But Mo Ye didn't know what Lin Shan was thinking at this time, she thought that Lin Shan would be like this, and she was more than a little relieved against her will, so she felt more and more that she had to do something to make amends.

Mo Ye wiped away his tears, sorted out his feelings, and then said to Lin Shan seriously: "That thing is ruined, I am always at fault." Master, even if you tell Ye'er, only by doing something will Ye'er feel more comfortable. ”

Lin Shan smiled and said, "Let me think about it, what can you do?" ”

Mo Ye glanced at Lin Shan's desk, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly hit his heart—it seemed that there was really nothing to do with himself here. But she still stubbornly held back for a long time, and held back a sentence: "I'll help you sharpen the ink." ”

"You pressed your eyes so close that night that you didn't notice that the scroll wasn't made of ink?" Lin Shan sat back in the chair, and after he breathed a long sigh of relief, he stretched out his fingers and rubbed his forehead, and said slowly: "It's enough for you to stay quietly for me to go back to the room." I drank too much yesterday and now I have a headache, so let me be quiet for a while. ”

After hearing this, Mo Ye suddenly remembered something, and said with a worried look in his eyes: "Master, I saw that you had a lot of blood that night, are you sick?" Do you want to see a doctor? ”

"Staying up late on the fire, the weather is a little hot these days, and the nosebleed suddenly occurs at night, it's just a trivial matter." Lin Shanwan smiled at Mo Ye and comforted her: "It's a coincidence, I happened to go out to wash my nosebleed that night, and when I came back, I saw you, and I was in a hurry, and the nosebleed that had just stopped began to bubble out again." Actually, it has nothing to do with you, thinking of this, I'm still a little worried, don't scare you because of that scene. ”

"Oh." Mo Ye nodded a little sneeringly, thinking in his heart that Master's words were close to what his aunt had said.

Lin Shan looked at Mo Ye's expression, and suddenly felt that he should really find something for her to do, otherwise what should this little brain grow up with year by year think of cranky?

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Shan smiled and said, "If you think you have to do something to feel at ease, why don't I discuss it with your aunt." In the next month, you are responsible for sweeping the floor at home, and you are responsible for wiping the table, so you should be punished, what do you think? ”

"A month is too short, and in the future, all the land at home will be swept by me, and the matter of watering the flowers will also be mine." Mo Ye had already come back to his senses, and said with a hint of excitement in his eyes: "Auntie is so tired, today she taught me to boil medicine, and I realized that there are so many things she needs to worry about every day." ”

Lin Shan asked in surprise, "Did she teach you to boil medicine today?" Who is sick