Chapter 489: A Dead Horse Becomes a Live Horse Doctor
The little scholar hugged his fists and said, "Lord Shang, the little one speaks uprightly, you don't see the villain." ”
In the lobby, at this moment, people are out of love and believe in the old Chinese medicine qualifications of the little scholar, today, just like the Chinese medicine lecture hall, the big guy also wants to listen to a meridian unitary, or after returning home, as a health knowledge to try it on themselves and their families. Therefore, the scene was quiet, and it seemed that the curiosity of the big guys was really strong.
Shang Wu Shangzhongshu was probably not very comfortable, he was scratching his ears and cheeks, and he didn't know if he didn't hear it or what, so he ignored the little scholar and exposed the little scholar on the spot.
The masses immediately became bored with the old bureaucrat.
"What's the matter, you came to seek medical consultation by yourself, it's inconvenient for the flower girl herself, let your fellow little scholar show you, you see that you are an old guy who is still arrogant and disrespectful to other people's little scholars! ”
The power of the people's public opinion guidance is also very great, and I don't know if the official-oriented and slow-responding Lord Shang has felt this. If he really felt it, in fact, many on-site problems would have been resolved.
However, who is willing to dissolve their vested interests, including the right to be superior to the official standard, to be treated favorably everywhere, and to be able to dictate at all times, and to hand over and transfer this part of the rights to the broad masses of working people at the bottom? The result of the analysis is that it is simply impossible. Lord Shang is definitely hopeless, and he will not take into account the feelings of inferior people, let alone respect them.
He Shen and Lord Shen are relatively better at this point, because he is good at concealing them, and can enjoy these class privileges that he does not want to share with others in secret, instead of showing them in front of the public and inadvertently arousing public anger.
The flower girl wanted to come forward to relieve the siege, or hoped that the little scholar would send this Lord Shang away earlier, so she bowed down and said to Lord Shang:
"Lord Shang's health is slightly ill, and it is not a big problem, it seems that I have a prescription here, mixed with dietary therapy and supplements, and it can still be alleviated and improved. The little folk girl still asks the adults, I don't know if I should talk about it or not?"
Lord Shang listened to the flower girl's words with long ears, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said:
"Nothing, nothing. ”
This Lord Shang is a southerner, and what he said means: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay for you to talk about it, Miss Hua." ”
The little scholar had no objection to the different treatment given to him by Lord Shang and the flower girl, and his face was calm and unwavering.
The big guy saw it in his eyes, and what he pondered in his heart was: This little scholar, if he is not a kind person, at least he is a person who is not careful.
The little scholar continued the words of the flower girl and said:
"Lord Shang's body is bones, although the foundation is good, but it has consumed too much over the years, so that it is now an overdraft situation, if you want to grasp the problem, I think you have to start from the root first, what do you say, Sister Hua?"
Baoyu thought to herself: "I just talked to Master Shang, it was for you to play a round! Since my sister Hua has entrusted it to you, you can do it yourself, why do you still ask my opinion, isn't it to make trouble for me?"
That said, the face project can't do that.
Sister Hua nodded, indicating that she had handed over the "scepter" for this consultation to the little scholar.
The little scholar was more at ease because of this, and he was generous, and then said to Lord Shang:
"Just now, I gave the adult a pulse. This pulse, when there is something exciting, it bursts out all the energy accumulated before, it seems that you are very excited, and the pulse is also up and down, this situation is more obvious when debating with the DPRK and when you meet the girl. ”
In the lobby, there are voices everywhere, and even those who don't care about the impact make the sound of eating and eating without controlling themselves.
The little scholar didn't look at the expression on Lord Shang's face, and regardless of whether his words were appropriate or not, he continued: "However, once this madness passes, there will be no energy and water in your body all of a sudden, no wonder Lord Shang has weak energy and many nightmares, it is a little ghost who came to you, and I saw that you were not happy for a few days!"
The big guy didn't laugh out loud this time, but the posture of his body was twisted and tilted back and forth because of the stealing fun.
Master Shang is a man who understands, and he is simply testifying to himself with difficulty:
"Little scholar, is your metaphor a metaphor for my upright Shangzhong scholar Shang Shang to a crazy rabbit, if you are crazy, you will mess around, and if you don't have the strength, you will admit it. Also, I dare to use a little ghost as a metaphor for when I was dry and mentally headed, although it is very appropriate, and it is exactly like that, but do you think I should punish you?"
The big guy was shocked, and his heart was finished, what is going on,
When people think like this, they naturally peek at Lord Shang.
Once the strength of the medicine has passed in the body, this Lord Shang can't help but be a little depressed, and his body is also in his last years, and he can't stand the toss, not only is he a little tired, but he is also a little sleepy.
However, Lord Shang is a reasonable person, he knows that if he wants to live, if he wants to live a high quality of life, now, he really turns to this little scholar with little hooves to give a prescription.
If you ask for others, what temper is there to play?
Master Shang said: "Little scholar, if you rush to take the exam next time, I can still tutor you." ”
The clear-eyed masses of the people can also see that this ruling class seems to get along with the neighbors of the common people like a family, and it is a truth that hooligans within this gang die for their confidants, and within the ruling class, officials also protect each other.
Seeing that the little scholar could come in handy, Lord Shang immediately hinted, which was not obviously just saying: "Little scholar, if you help me, Lord Shang, you will come to me on the day of the big exam, and I am sure we can help you." ”
Lord Shang, this is simply brazen in trading power.
The little scholar clenched his fists and said, "Master Shang, the little one is not talented, then I will continue to make moves for you?"
Lord Shang nodded and said, "Little scholar, but it's okay to say it, even if it's wrong, I don't blame you, you can be cured as a dead horse." ”
With this sentence as a guarantee, can't the little scholar be more unscrupulous and have no door on his lips?
The flower girl dressed as Baoyu is very worried, but the little red girl dressed as Xiaobao gloating, and she really wants to see the little scholar dressed as Qingwen play miscellaneous.