Thinking of the adult in his own family, in addition to this martial arts, what he has learned from him in the past ten years has not been taught much by his brother.

In his eyes, there is only the eldest brother.

Now that he has both a share of the ranch and a share of the textile workshop, plus this official position, which one is not given by his brother?

If you make some more merits on this trip, you will always add up, you want money and wealth, you have an official position, you have to have merit, in this generation, except for Guan Zhang, I am afraid that no one can compare with me.

In this way, where do you still have to rely on your family?

You can even support the eldest brother in turn, which should be happy in the eyes of adults who only look at the eldest brother.

My brother's words are right, only the world that I broke out of by myself can be regarded as my own.

Relying on the family, you will eventually be fettered by others, how can you be so happy now?

"What's going on?"

Feng Yong snorted, threw the wooden board on the table, and said with a little dissatisfaction, "How has your homework deteriorated these days?" Can you get such a simple question wrong? ”

Ah Mei, who was sitting in front of him, lowered her head and twisted the corners of her clothes with her hands, it was estimated that she also knew that there was something wrong with what she was doing, so she knelt down immediately, "I'm sorry for the lord, the servant has lived up to the lord's expectations." ”

For such an extremely docile student who had never disappointed him, Feng Yong really didn't know how to deal with this situation.

"Obviously literacy is a fast learner, how did it become like this when it came time to learn mathematics? Don't you like math? That's not right, I think it's pretty good before! ”

Feng Yong looked at Amei who was kneeling on the ground, and his heart was really a little irritable.

Such a good seedling, if he is like the younger sister who stayed in the Zhuangzi, he is not motivated halfway through learning, it will really disappoint him.

"Brother, don't worry, I see that Amei has always been a little uncertain these days, isn't there something on her mind?"

Guan Ji, who had been following Feng Yong all these days, came over at this time and poured a bowl of water for Feng Yong.

Then he picked up the wooden board and looked at it, and said with a smile, "My brother taught Ah Mei these things, and my little sister also listened to the whole thing." Looking at the things on it now, I can't even understand it, and it is rare for Ah Mei to learn this step. ”

Although Nanxiang County is called a county, its population is not as large as that of a village in Jincheng.

Li Qiu was able to agree to be the county magistrate of this local county with few people, completely because of the face of Feng Yong and Li Yi.

The place is desolate, the danger is high, and Feng Yong has been running all over the mountains with people these days, Guan Ji is really relieved, so he has been following the whole process and rarely leaves his side.

The beauty is gracious, and Feng Yong naturally has to listen to what Guan Ji said.

"What's on your mind?"

Feng Yong looked at Ah Mei, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said, "You get up first." You are a girl, you are well-fed and clothed every day, you are literate and read, what can you do with the life of your daughter-in-law? ”

Amei responded, and after getting up, she glanced at Guan Ji gratefully, lowered her head and said: "Back to the lord, the servant does have something on her mind, but she doesn't dare to disturb the lord, so she is unsettled these days." ”

Feng Yong was stunned, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Guan Ji, and said in his heart, this Guan Ji, when did you care about such a little maid?

Guan Ji noticed Feng Yong's eyes, just pursed her lips and smiled, and didn't speak.

It's just that he didn't see it, and when he turned his head, Guan Ji's gaze fell on the woman's hair that Amei was coiled around for a while, and then he took it back.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Knowing that Ah Mei had something on her mind instead of being unmotivated, Feng Yong was worried, and he was in the mood to care about his personal maid.

"Sovereign, that ...... In this world, do you say there will be two people named Zhang Ji? ”

Ah Mei got Feng Yong's permission, and finally mustered up the courage to ask.

"Of course there will be, this big man has a general named Ma Zhong, and there is also a general named Ma Zhong on the Dongwu side, isn't this a normal thing?"

Feng Yong replied casually, what kind of mentally retarded question is this girl asking?

There are only about 3,000 commonly used Chinese characters, and how many people use Chinese characters to name them? How could it not be repeated?

"That'...... He knows medical skills again, and he is called Zhang Ji? ”

Ah Mei had a little hope on her face this time, and asked with some worry.

"What do you mean?"

Feng Yong's heart moved, "Say it clearly!" ”

Zhang Ji, the medical saint, is the biggest regret in Feng Tujiao's heart, and it also leaves a big regret in the history of Chinese medicine.

"Before the servant left, the servant left a few books for the servant."

Amei lowered her head again and said softly.

"I know!"

This dead girl can really suffocate people when she speaks, Feng Yong interrupted her impatiently, "Tell the point!" ”

"Those books, it seems to be medical books, and they are still written on them, written by Zhang Ji......"

it!

Before Amei finished speaking, Feng Tujiao got up and excitedly overturned all the bowls on the table, and didn't care about the water splashing on the table, and immediately crossed the table directly and grabbed Amei's arm.

"What about books? What about books?! Is it called typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases? Isn't it? ”

A Mei showed an extremely surprised look on her face, "The maid can't recognize all the words on it, but there is indeed the word typhoid fever." ”

"Can't be wrong, can't be wrong, it's definitely typhoid and miscellaneous diseases! Definitely! ”

Feng Yong said again and again, as if he was also cheering himself up, as if in this way, he could add a little confidence to himself.

Damn, if it's really typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases, Lao Tzu will give away everything in his hands, and he will also keep this medical book of "the ancestor of all parties".

"Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", even in later generations, has always been one of the main basic courses offered by Chinese traditional medicine schools.

Chinese medicine superstitions?

I bought a watch last year!

At that time, science was so developed, in the year of SARS in the world, those unfilial children and grandchildren still had to obediently go back and turn to this book, wanting to find out the method and theoretical basis for the treatment of SARS?

It is said that the things in the island country are good, but very few people know that at least 60 percent of the Chinese patent medicines produced by some famous traditional Chinese medicine pharmaceutical factories and pharmaceutical companies in the island country are typhoid prescriptions, and most of them are Zhang Zhongjing prescriptions.

What's more, the "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases" in later generations is simply a fragment, and many of the parts about miscellaneous diseases are incomplete.

The remnants are so awesome, if Lao Tzu gets the whole book, then he still has it?

"Brother, brother, don't get excited."

Guan Ji saw the painful look on Ah Mei's face, but she didn't dare to struggle, and hurriedly helped pull away Feng Yong's hand that was holding Ah Mei's arm.

At the same time, she was a little strange in her heart, this was just a medical book, and it was not a hand-me-down book, why was her brother so excited?

Even if Feng Yong was pulled away, he still stared at Ah Mei, "What about the book?" Where's the book? ”

How can I not get excited?

A national treasure!