Inside Xingzhi Academy.

"Li Zhao, Li Zhao? Li Zhao! ”

Mr. Su's voice raised again and again, startling everyone.

But he was still lying on the table.

Wei Huaide, a student next to Li Zhao, pushed him, and when he saw that he was still unconscious, he hurriedly pinched him.

This pinch scared him to death.

"Sir! Li Zhao has a fever! ”

Wei Huaide's words successfully made Mr. Su turn from anger to shock, and hurriedly went over to see it.

I saw that Li Zhao's face was crimson, his forehead was hot, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

"How long has he been lying on his stomach? Is that all there is to it in the morning? "This is the cousin of the Shinkoku Mansion! Their Xingzhi Academy relies on the support of the Xinguo Mansion to support so many children to study, if something goes wrong, they are sorry for the painstaking efforts sent by others.

Mr. Su began to regret that he hadn't noticed the abnormality earlier.

"From the beginning of reading 'people are not kind, such as courtesy'. I thought he slept late last night, so he had a little rest......" Wei Huaide trembled with fright, "and his face was not very good when he came in the morning. ”

"Zhilu Dao, don't be afraid, Mr. will deal with it." Mr. Su saw that his disciple couldn't speak well, so he hurriedly comforted him softly. He asked about the child's situation, not to scare the child.

Wei Huaide looked at Li Zhao worriedly, wondering if he was okay.

These children from poor families are counting on the dim sum brought by Li Zhao to mix it with lunch, and now that he has a high fever, won't they be hungry at noon?

Woo woo, I knew that I wouldn't leave that steamed bun to my brother in the morning!

Mr. Su is only thirty this year, and he thinks that he is not a powerless scholar, but when he wanted to take Li Zhao to the dean's study to ask someone to take a look, he found that he couldn't hold him.

'What does this kid eat on weekdays?' Why is it so heavy! ’

Mr. Su glanced at the expressions of the Secondary 2 students and felt that he had lost all his face.

"Sir, I'll carry him to the dean." Wang Dahu, who was as thick as a small buffalo, stood up, he was already 16 years old this year, and he was the oldest student in the second class of Form 2.

His father is a blacksmith, and he is also full of strength, if it weren't for his mother crying and shouting for him to study, he is afraid that he is also ready to inherit his father's mantle, and he will make scissors and kitchen knives for people on weekdays, and repair the bottom of the pot or something.

Wang Dahu carried Li Zhao to Chen Yi, and Chen Yi was also startled when he saw Li Zhao fall into a coma.

Fortunately, Chen Yi understood medical skills, grabbed his hand and called the pulse, and after a while, his brows finally relaxed.

It's just a chill. It is easy to catch a cold at the end of autumn, and this wind chill comes and goes slowly, but it is a little troublesome, and it is not a major illness.

After Chen Yi gave Li Zhao an injection, Li Zhao woke up leisurely. Chen Yi asked him some questions, only to realize that he read too late last night, didn't sleep well, got up a little dizzy in the morning, and fell asleep in the middle of class.

Now it's almost noon, and it is troublesome to send it back to the Xinguo Mansion at this time, so Chen Yi let him rest on the soft couch in his study, he asked the scholar to grab a pair of medicine to decoction, and when Li Zhao is better, let the Li Mansion send someone to pick it up.

Li Zhao knew that this gentleman had an old relationship with his own family, so he was relieved to lie on the soft couch to recuperate.

"You don't have to push yourself too much, although your foundation is not strong, but you are still much better than most people, you don't have to do your homework too late, you must know that the body is everything." Since Chen Yi opened Xingzhi Academy, I don't know how many students Lu Dao has seen who have studied hard all night and abolished their studies.

It is difficult for children from poor families to get the opportunity to improve, and once they seize it, it is often too much. Last year, there was a large class of students who saw something wrong with their eyes, and this year, there are also students who have suffered from heart disease because they have worked too hard, and all of them collapsed at once.

But Li Zhao is different, although Li Zhao has an average family background, after all, it is good to enjoy the shade with his back to the Xinguo Mansion, and there is no need to study hard all night and make himself sick.

"I just saw that children younger than the student grade can do homework, but the disciples can't do it, and I feel a little unwilling." Li Zhao told Chen Yi the truth.

In the past, he was taught to read by his husband at home, except for his brother, who had no reference at all, so he didn't know how bad his homework was. Although his brother is strong in reading, he often comforts himself with the idea of "he is older than me", and when he arrived at Xingzhi Academy, he learned that Lu Dao is like him at the age of twelve, and those who can't even memorize the Analects are the children of a poor family, and those who have a few dollars in the family like him will not be so bad.

"I have an end to life, but there is no end to learning. The days are still long, and you see that those people are younger than you, and some of them are much earlier than you. Not to mention, your cousin Li Ming, his homework is no worse than your cousin Li Rui, if everyone is compared to you like you, wouldn't your cousin want to force himself to death back then? Chen Yi shook his head amusedly. When the medicine comes, you can drink a bowl, get some sleep, and wait for your family to pick it up. ”

Li Zhao wrinkled his face, he was most afraid of drinking medicine.

Mr. Su obviously said that "diligence can make up for clumsiness", why is it completely different when he comes to the dean?

Li Zhao slept on the couch in a daze, and heard Chen Yi muttering some poems in his mouth.

"A hundred steamed buns, a hundred monks,

The three monks are even more indisputable.

The little monk is divided into three and one,

How many small and small monks are each? ”

Chen Yi is reading a question from a master of arithmetic. He asked him several times to go out of the mountains to teach students arithmetic, but he refused. This master taught his students that they never looked at their origins, and many famous bookkeepers came from his disciples. But he also has a strange temper, you can come to learn it, but it is not okay to ask me to go out and teach it in person.

Chen Yi's Xingzhi Academy pays attention to "applying what he has learned", and his students are mostly poor students, and they do not study for the sake of fame, just to be able to be deceived when making a contract, and to be able to understand when the government publishes a list. The role of arithmetic for the children of the poor family is even more obvious at a glance, as small as an apprentice, as large as the "arithmetic" of the examiner's office to be a small official, it is extremely useful.

It's just that he is not very good at arithmetic, this master of arithmetic has ten questions, and he has only solved three.

Li Zhao closed his eyes and listened to Dean Chen's constant chatter, and couldn't help but open his mouth: "Dean, don't read it, there are twenty-five big monks and seventy-five small monks." ”

He told him to rest, but he was chanting a mantra!

"Huh? Why are there twenty-five big monks and seventy-five small monks? Chen Yi read the question again. One hundred monks are divided into one hundred steamed buns, three big monks, three small monks, and how many large and small monks.

"Take a hundred monks as a reality, divide them by three and one and four as a group, and get twenty-five monks."

Li Zhao found that it is so complicated for adults to calculate these things, where do they need to be counted one by one, three little monks and one big monk are divided into four steamed buns, one hundred steamed buns and twenty-five groups, and the twenty-five big monks in it are removed, isn't it seventy-five little monks?

Even the "algebra" that his grandmother taught him was a little too complicated, but could be simpler.

Chen Yi opened his mouth wide and listened to Chen Yi casually explain why he calculated it like this.

Is this still his brain unclear with a high fever, but what if it is?

When did the Li family come out with such a "prodigy"?!

"Li Zhao." Chen Yi said with a complicated expression, "When you get a little better, I'll take you to find a gentleman." ”

"What sir? Aren't there Mr. Su and Mr. Zhou in our Secondary 2 class? ”

"It's a great gentleman, and if he takes you to meet him, maybe he'll be willing to come and teach your classmate." Chen Yi felt that he had fished out a treasure from the Li family, "He is the Taifu under His Majesty, the original head of the household department, and later became a master due to wind paralysis, and now he occasionally goes to Guozi to supervise and teach arithmetic." ”

"Master of the Emperor?" Li Zhao was taken aback and felt dizzy. "I'm going to see him?"

Chen Yi nodded.

"Don't be afraid, he is a very kind person, but because he has wind paralysis, his legs and feet are not very good. Even if he can't come to our school, if he is willing to teach you, he may not be able to achieve your two cousins. ”

What is it if he can't read, this "Chen Siqing" is also from a poor family, and he is not proficient in poetry and songs, and has only roughly read the Four Books and Five Classics, but when he was in charge of the household department, even the former emperor admitted that "he alone is better than countless ministers".

If you can learn one or two of his skills, then it is called infinitely useful!

In the blink of an eye, another two months have passed, and I see that the busy year is about to start again.

And in the past two months, a lot has happened.

First of all, Li Zhao worshiped Chen Siqing, the former head of the household department, and the prince and the prince as his teacher, and officially came to the door to accept the master's teaching.

Chen Siqing's sons are now in charge of the emperor's private treasury and run the Huangzhuang and the royal properties.

In the Yin Dynasty, there was no difference between the emperor's inner treasury and the national treasury, and when the state was established in this dynasty, it was Chen Siqing who proposed that the imperial treasury and the treasury must be separated, and this dynasty began to have a precedent for the imperial family to manage property alone.

The Ministry of Household benefited greatly from this resolution, and the Emperor was happy to see it come to fruition.

Several sons of the Chen family inherited their father's mantle and began to take care of the emperor's internal affairs, so that the royal family's weddings, funerals, and rewards came out of the inner treasury. Second, the household department will be more accurate in counting the expenditure of money and grain, and there is no need to count the silver used by the emperor from time to time.

Gu Qing didn't know what Li Zhao was doing because Li Zhao was accepted by Chen Siqing as a closed disciple, which would make Li Mao so excited, but Li Mao personally led Li Zhao to come to the door with heavy salutes, but let her know that Li Zhao's good luck had come.

She knew that gold always shines!

Now he is only twelve years old, and the future is very bright!

This second thing is that she receives countless posts every day from the ladies of official eunuchs, many of whom she has never even heard. She thought that it was probably the pregnancy of the county lord of Deyang that made the other women think that she had some secret recipe for giving birth, so she didn't dare to answer the post or go out.

But even so, there are still many women who have come to the door through various relationships, and even Li Mao has come to Zhiyun Courtyard to beg her a few times, saying that some granddaughters-in-law or daughters-in-law of the old family's families want to visit, and he really can't push it off.

Poor Gu Qing's main house now has a stack of yellow calendars at any time, some women came, she showed the general physical condition, then gave the other party a little advice, and then calculated the danger period and let the family take it home.

She is not a gynecologist, and she can only ask everyone about their different physical conditions, whether it is normal, whether there is a peculiar smell below, she is already an old woman anyway, and she will pull all the people back, just like she used to sit in the hospital and ask people to the bottom, and she can always find out some problems.

At the beginning, there were still women who were shy and secretive, but when they encountered this, Gu Qing calculated the danger period and asked someone to leave. You can't even complain well, how can she analyze the condition?

She didn't even say that she was going to do a gynecological examination, there was no equipment here, it was all judged by subjective experience, she was a pediatrician, and she had only practiced in gynecology for half a year, and it was already remarkable that she could do this.

Fortunately, the women who came to the Guogong Mansion at the beginning were all brought by relatives and friends at home, and after others said it, they all knew what kind of temper Mrs. Qiu was, and some people didn't care about it for the sake of their heirs, and said everything.

At this time, Gu Qing realized that eight out of ten of these Da Chu's wives and wives had gynecological diseases, many of which were already very serious, and even she had no way to do it.

Most of the women here have had one or two miscarriages, which also causes some diseases.

The sanitary conditions here are so poor, and there are no underwear, only wearing a pair of obscene pants is even more easy for bacteria to enter.

When she arrived in ancient times, she was most fortunate that Mrs. Qiu did not have Kwai Shui. She had seen Xiangyun secretly fill a narrow cotton cloth belt with grass and wood ash, and her face couldn't help twitching a few times.

She'd lived two lifetimes and hadn't seen anything like it. I don't want to use it at all.

Gu Qing can actually do very limited, if the problem is serious, she asked them to go to the gynecological holy hand to see, if the problem is light, she will instruct others how to use traditional Chinese medicine to make lotion cleaning, strengthen exercise to enhance physical fitness, and make underwear to wear or something.

She couldn't stand this kind of obscene pants soon after she wore them herself, and it was like forgetting to wear something all day long, so Xiangyun and the others sewed a small nene for her. Fortunately, Mama Hua and Xiangyun both knew that she had diabetes insipidus, and they thought about it more, and thanks to thinking more, they didn't feel strange that she wore one more.

Today, Gu Qing's "Zhiyun Courtyard" is just like Zhang Zhongjing's "sitting hall" in the Han Dynasty, which is both a place and not a place. That was the place where the upper-class women of Da Chu wanted to go the most, and it was also a glimmer of hope for them.

In fact, the key to the problem is not whether Gu Qing can cure their diseases, but that Gu Qing only has two people's private words that make these ladies dare to speak out about their problems, and finally get some comfort.

Gu Qing would tell her that it didn't matter, or that it was serious. These things that can't be told to the people or mother-in-law are in Gu Qing's face with a smile on her face, "Is there anything uncomfortable in your body?" Is the discharge normal? It became easy to say.

Some women who had been bothered by the problem for many years but did not dare to seek medical treatment even broke down and cried as they spoke.

In this era, there is a bad disease that can be discarded, and the evil disease that affects the offspring is undoubtedly the most serious kind.

Gu Qing's expressionless sentence "It's not a big deal" is sometimes the best comfort for their souls.

This period of time made Gu Qing also feel a lot of emotion. In this world without contraception, it is common to have a child who must have a child, and sometimes the previous one is born for a few months, and then she is pregnant again, and it is common for you to be unable to take it or lose your body after being born.

In some ways, the women here are less protective than modern women. They regard their husbands as their heavens and their children as the most important things, but they often put themselves at the bottom.

If in modern times, when she meets a patient with such a demand, she will definitely be unable to help but say a few words, so not caring for her body, it is not good for herself or her baby. But here, looking at her numb faces, she couldn't say anything.

After more than a month, Mrs. Qiu's recipe is magical, Mrs. Qiu will divinate the time when the mother will send the child, Mrs. Qiu never gives people medicine, and the most important thing is ......

- Mrs. Qiu is very strict-mouthed and will not say anything.

This is the last one, which is enough for all the ladies to dispel the most unscrupulous concerns.

It's a pity that Gu Qing quickly "reported her illness", and even the eldest brother and sister of the Fang family couldn't see her in person, which made many women who missed the initial opportunity can't help but choke.

can only wait for the New Year's banquet to stop and see this old lady Qiu in the palace.

Gu Qing was also afraid.

She couldn't explain why she was so much. The eyes of the family looking at her have become more and more strange, and Li Mao's several words stopped making her know that her cheap son was finally confused.

But Li Mao and the others still didn't ask anything, and treated her as usual, which made her inflated vanity quickly put away, a little moved, and a little empty-hearted.

Moved by the trust and understanding of her family, she was weak in her heart and actually took up the feelings that should belong to Mrs. Qiu.

Even if it was of great benefit to the Xinguo Mansion by doing so, her weakness of heart could not be reduced in the slightest. What is fake is what is fake, and this is the biggest lack of confidence.

In addition to these two changes, the great impact on the Xinguo Mansion was that the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" began to be published and distributed.

This set of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has too many Confucian doctors and dignitaries to make prefaces and notes, although there is no lack of Li Mao's own influence, but it is not only possible for power to make Jin Guogong and Jiang clan patriarchs preface.

As soon as this novel came out, it immediately appeared in front of people with the appearance of "Luoyang paper is expensive", whether it is a color print, a collector's book or a paperback book, the number of sales is very amazing, because it is almost the end of the year, some people even buy several sets, go back as a New Year's gift to their relatives.

"Three Kingdoms Killing" as a "head" or a fresh thing when selling, the sale is not worse than "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the cost of the Three Kingdoms Kill is low, the cost is not high, and the production is even simpler, so it is not as in supply and demand as "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", many people did not buy "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", so they first bought the box "Three Kingdoms" to go home and take a look, even if they are illiterate, the rich pictures and simple rules can also make them get started quickly.

Recently, Li Mao has one more interest, that is, micro-services are wandering around the streets and alleys of the capital.

Just hear "Come, kill!" Or, "Did you kill today?" Li Mao will show a smug (idiot) smile, and be silly and happy alone in the alley.

Occasionally, when he heard others praise his father as "really a god" or "really a genius", Li Mao even rushed out of the door to tell others, "That's my father, my father!" Impulse.

His father died too early, and if he was still alive, I don't know how happy Lu Dao would be.

His mother couldn't bear to let his father bury these two things with them.

For everything now, Li Mao just wants to say:

- That's it, that's good.

Even if the emperor will be taboo, even if everyone in the world says that the government of the country sells its reputation and reputation, he thinks it is very good.

The pearl is covered with dust, and the brocade clothes travel at night, isn't it a pity in the world?

The wealth brought by "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" startled Gu Qing, who saw the first batch of account books sent. The sales of "Three Kingdoms Killing" made her rub her eyes to see if she was wrong.

Sure enough, from ancient times to the present, this kind of card game is right to sell in bookstores!

Thinking of the bleak situation of his first venture, Gu Qing couldn't help but burst into tears.

Obviously, "Linglong Pavilion" is what she has put a lot of effort into doing it, okay?

In the past few months, the account book has not been as thick as other people's days, and the feeling is too sad.

"Am I wrong? Linglong Pavilion also has three account books this month? Gu Qing couldn't hide his excitement and picked up the account book sent by the shopkeeper, even happier than learning that the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the Three Kingdoms Killing were sold very well.

The result was so unexpected.

"There are always curious people who want to see what else is besides 'Three Kingdoms Killing'. In addition, you do not accept gifts from those ladies, and some women find out that you have opened a 'Linglong Pavilion', so they ask their children and nephews to buy it, and the word spreads to the hundreds, and slowly the business is opened. ”

Mama Hua explained with a smile.

Gu Qing looked at the ledgers piled up on the table with a red face......

The picture was too beautiful for her to look at.

"That ......" Gu Qing raised his head.

"Has Li Zhao returned home?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Li Shuo: Why do people keep calling me lately?

Mrs. Qiu: Me too......