"That's all these notes, please take a look at them."

In this era when paper is as expensive as oil, taking out paper documents more than two feet high at once, Song Beiyun's shock to several imperial doctors is actually no less than finding out that he is just a teenager.

"Thank you, little doctor."

A royal physician opened a notebook and began to copy it, but when he opened it, his eyes suddenly lit up. These notes are densely packed with neat handwriting, one by one, clearly visible, and marked with the classification, treatment, symptomatic drugs, countermeasures, and contraindications of common and uncommon infectious diseases.

There are many diseases that even the imperial doctor has only seen in hearsay and have not really seen it, and here there are more than 70 kinds of diseases under the four categories.

Several imperial doctors flipped through a few pages and closed their notes in unison, and they all got up and waved at Song Beiyun, the oldest of them asked in a respectful tone, "Dare to ask where the little divine doctor is from?" ”

King Fu, who brought them to the side, looked at these imperial doctors quite playfully, these old men were not ordinary people, except for being polite to the royal people, they had never shown such expressions to others.

No, even if it is a royal person, most of them uphold the appearance of that kind of fairy wind and bones, and they all look like Sun Simiao, but today is interesting, these old imperial doctors who pay special attention to the inheritance of the sect and think that they are orthodox in medicine will be so polite to a hairy boy.

"A few imperial doctors are polite, and the name of the family teacher is not easy to mention, it is a nameless rural village doctor."

Seeing that Song Beiyun was polite and not telling the truth, several imperial doctors turned their heads to look at King Fu, but King Fu said nonchalantly: "The master of this little guy is an old doctor who has been away for more than ten years. ”

The silver-haired imperial doctor's eyes suddenly widened, and he took two steps forward excitedly, holding Song Beiyun's hand: "Are you really a disciple of Shibo?" ”

"Uncle?" Song Beiyun scratched his head: "I didn't hear the old man say that he has a junior brother." ”

The old imperial physician let out a sigh of relief, opened the notes again and looked at them a few times, as if after confirming that it was correct, he suddenly sighed: "If the master is in the sky, he can finally look at it, and finally let me find the vein of the master." ”

Song Beiyun looked confused, and King Fu was also confused, and the two of them were confused......

But the old imperial doctor was a man who had a beginning and an end, and he sat there and told the story of decades ago.

said that fifty years ago, there were four disciples under his master, and each of these four disciples should have a stunt, but only the senior brother at that time, that is, Song Beiyun's master, was an unborn genius at that time, but later because of the master's daughter between several senior brothers......

Hearing this, Song Beiyun began to think divergently, it turned out that the old man also had such a paragraph back then, although the plot was very old-fashioned, but there was nothing new under the sun, things were just such things, stories were just such stories, so the brothers turned against each other and naturally became inertia.

Of course, the old man must be the loser in this group of phoenixes, otherwise it would not be his turn to pick it up Song Beiyun, and he would not inherit the old man's pondering and thinking for many years.

The old imperial doctor continued, saying that after the division was dispersed, several senior brothers and sisters had set up their own doors, but they never found any trace of the senior brother's lineage. Although everyone turned against each other because of women back then, how to say this kind of thing, no matter how much a person hates his brother until he is old, it will almost disappear, and he naturally wants to reunite with his brothers.

But until the death of the previous generation one after another, this traceability was not completed, and the traces of the senior brother came to an abrupt end more than ten years ago.

But today, when he saw this note, his heart suddenly popped up, after all, it is a thing in the same vein, and this thing can be passed down through the ages if you take it out casually, but anyone who is an expert can see some doorways.

"My master is the second in the generation of the master and uncle, the third uncle went to the Turks, and the fourth uncle went to Jinliao, I thought that the master and uncle also went to other countries, but I didn't expect it to be under the master's nose......" The old imperial doctor sighed: "The master has a total of six apprentices, I don't know how many descendants there are in the line of the master?" ”

Song Beiyun pointed at himself: "Just one ......"

"Dumiao ......" The old imperial doctor took a deep breath: "That's right, the master told me that the master is a genius in the sky, and he will never accept some ordinary people as apprentices, it seems that the little junior brother is also a genius in the sky." ”

"Alas......" Song Beiyun grinned: "It's not good, it's not good, it's over, it's low-key." ”

King Fu snorted and rolled his eyes when he saw his virtue beside him, and the old imperial doctor just smiled, his face full of red light.

"By the way, you said that our fellow disciple should have some token, right?" Song Beiyun scratched his chin: "Don't admit that you are wrong, and you will be embarrassed when the time comes." ”

The old imperial doctor thought about it and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes." ”

After that, he lifted his shirt and took out a piece of Sique jade pendant from his arms, which was probably bigger than a palm: "This jade pendant and He's bi are picked on the same jade plate, and there is only one pair of this jade pendant and He's bi in the world, and He's bi is a jade seal of the country, and this jade pendant has become a token of our teachers, and it can't be imitated." ”

Song Beiyun slowly pulled out a piece of Sique jade from his neck, and put two pieces together, tightly sewn together......

"Sure enough...... Sure enough, it's the same as the teacher! The old imperial doctor was overjoyed: "Senior brother, wait a minute, wait for me to summon the disciples of the senior sect to come over." ”

"Alas......"

Before Song Beiyun could stop him, the old imperial doctor left with excitement on his face, and King Fu shook his head and shook his sleeves: "You slowly recognize your relatives, and this king will not accompany you." ”

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang......" Song Beiyun hurriedly ran to King Fu and whispered: "What kind of play is this sudden confession." ”

"You ask this king, where does this king know?" King Fu snorted: "Delaying this king for half a day, just to see you fight that jade card here, it's really a great majesty." ”

"Lord Wang...... How stingy you are. ”

King Fu turned around and grabbed Song Beiyun's ear: "Little thing, you are a little bold!" ”

"Yayay, yes......" Song Beiyun tilted his head and shouted: "Don't get excited, don't get excited...... Listen to me. ”

"Say."

"What's the good of that? I talk about confession. ”

Song Beiyun is not omniscient and omnipotent, and in the face of this kind of factional problem, it is not impossible for him to think about it by himself, but doesn't that have to take a detour, there is an old fritter in front of him, and he doesn't lose anything by asking.

When King Fu heard this question, he looked at him with a smile, then pulled him by the sleeve and dragged him outside, and whispered, "What do you mean?" ”

"Hey, recognize this matter, if there is a benefit, I will admit it, if there is no benefit, I will push it on the old man, this suddenly a person called me junior brother, I am a generation shorter out of thin air, if there is no benefit, then I must have a hole in my brain to admit it." Song Beiyun glanced at the several imperial doctors who were seriously collecting information inside: "These imperial doctors are enough for my grandfather, one junior and one brother, it is uncomfortable to hear." ”

King Fu snorted coldly, looked Song Beiyun up and down, and then actually laughed: "If it were someone else, I am afraid that I would have burst into tears now, but you kid is good, you are actually thinking about winning here, not like the son of man, bastard." ”

"Hi...... Don't scold, don't scold, just tell the grass people, is there any benefit. ”

Seeing such a dead face, King Fu suddenly felt that he was looking at the wrong person with his old eyes and eyes, and he actually fell in love with such a bastard thing.

However, scolding and scolding, King Fu still pondered carefully for a moment: "This is the case with all the gates in the world." With teachers and apprentices, fathers and sons, they see the teacher but do not see the king, and recognize the lord but not the country. Speaking to you, the benefits are naturally there, this imperial doctor is named Yan, and he is already a child of the Yan family, a big family in Jiangnan West Road, and you have the protection of a high-ranking family, which is good. It is not good to be with the country, and such a high-ranking family ......"

King Fu didn't say anything more when he said this, and Song Beiyun pondered for a moment: "Jiangxi Yan family, is that Yan Shu...... Hold the grass! ”

King Fu was displeased: "You want to cling? ”

"No, no, no." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "I have a bad brain to cling to them, and there is a No. 2 real power person in front of me who is the first family of the Great Song Dynasty, and I cling to them?" ”

King Fu couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand and knocked Song Beiyun: "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

"I'm just excited." Song Beiyun rolled up his sleeves and lowered his voice and said: "The three talented people in Jiangxi, the most famous one is Yan Shuyan of the Yan family, this person is almost the same age as me but is known as a genius of the world, does the prince have any plans?" ”

"Oh?" King Fu was stunned: "Is there anything else?" ”

"You go back and ask Jin Ling'er, she must know." Song Beiyun looked treacherous: "I'm not exaggerating, this person is the prime minister's talent, at best, he is a character who can support the Great Song Dynasty culture with his own strength, according to reason, he should have risen a long time ago, but it may be chance, he should still be dormant now, Lord Wang...... Find a way to get your hands on it. ”

King Fu nodded thoughtfully, but suddenly, he stretched out his hand and twisted Song Beiyun's face: "Little rabbit cub!" ”

"Alas...... Hurt! ”

King Fu snorted coldly and let go of his hand: "You are a top traitor, if this king does not guide you well, I am afraid that you will bring disaster to the country and the people." ”

After that, King Fu brushed his sleeves away, leaving only a fluttering sentence: "After recognizing relatives, come to the palace for dinner." ”

"I know, Lord Wang, I'll bring you good wine."

After Song Beiyun got some information from King Fu, he decided that this pro would admit it, looking at the age of the imperial doctor Yan, he would probably have a grandfather in the clan, and it would not be a loss to call himself a junior brother.

But thinking about it this way, he called himself a junior brother, Yan Shu, a super BUG talent, who wrote more than 10,000 poems in his life, had to call himself an uncle, and in the future, Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, and Fan Zhongyan had to call themselves grandfathers.

This...... Hahahahahaha......ha