Ji Qingwen suddenly realized that Qian Qianyi's relationship with the Suzhou silk industry was far beyond his imagination......

Thinking of this, Ji Qingwen shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Yes, I would have asked you first." You see, it's not that I can't sell the silk I have at hand, and I'm in a hurry to go to the doctor! ”

Ge Sheng was very indifferent and said, "My lord, please rest assured." There is a saying that is not to say, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. The silk produced by the weaving yamen is better than any other, are you afraid that you won't be able to sell it? Don't worry, adults, we weavers know that adults are good to us, and don't we also think of ways to find a way for adults. ”

Ji Qingwen listened to it, felt a little relieved, and said, "Okay, I'll borrow your auspicious words." ”

After speaking, Ji Qingwen looked up at the sky, and saw that it was time to apply for a license, so he said again: "It seems that you are working outside and coming home, right?" Well, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, today I have a treat, let's go out for a meal. ”

Ge Sheng was first happy and then worried, and said: "The adult invites the villain to dinner, that is the blessing of the villain, but the villain still has something to do today......

Over there, Li Yan scolded with a smile: "Lord Ji has been busy with silk and satin affairs these days, how many days have you not invited guests to dinner, it is your luck to be touched by you Ge Sheng, and you dare to push back." ”

Ge Sheng hurriedly arched his hand and said, "How dare the villain." In fact, it was the villain's father who stayed in the prison for a long time and got the problem of old cold legs. The weather has become cooler these days, and my father's legs are so painful that he scratches his ears and cheeks. ”

Ge Sheng's father, Ge Cheng, led the weavers to resist taxes and was thrown into the Yamen prison of the Suzhou prefect, although he was not killed because of many efforts, but he also suffered from prison and fell into a chronic illness.

Ji Qingwen knew this, so he was concerned: "What? Is it not good to treat the two Lang Zhong in the welfare workshop? Do you still have to go out to grab medicine? ”

Ge Sheng said: "It's not that those two Langzhong are incompetent, it's just that looking at it, how many doctors have been changed and how many prescriptions have been changed, it's all like this." Later, I met a Western missionary, and the medicine he used was quite effective, although he still couldn't walk, at least his feet didn't hurt. ”

"Oh? And such a panacea? Ji Qingwen asked, "What is the name of the missionary?" I'll get to know you another day. ”

Ge Sheng replied, "The missionary's surname is Tang, and his name is John, and he is ......."

"John Soup! When did he come to Suzhou? Ji Qingwen said with surprise.

"What? Does Lord Ji still know John Tang? Ge Sheng asked rhetorically.

Ji Qingwen said with a smile: "Of course, I knew him when I was in Xi'an, Shaanxi, and I called him 'Old Tang'!" Quick, tell me, where is John Tong now? I'll go to him. ”

"It's not far, it's in Guanqian Street Gong Lane. The adults want to see him, and the little ones lead the way. Ge Sheng replied.

Ji Qingwen nodded when he heard this, then turned his head and asked Li Yandao: "Brother Li, this Tang Ruowang is very different from ordinary missionaries, why don't you go with me to take a look?" ”

Li Yan shook the folding fan: "What difference can it be?" Western religions are all absurd words, to believers do not respect Confucius and Mencius, do not worship ancestors, and contrary to the sage's education, Brother Ji wants to go as long as he wants, forgive me for not being able to accompany him. ”

Ji Qingwen knew that Li Yan attached great importance to Confucian orthodoxy, so he did not force him to be difficult, and ordered Duo Jiugong and Huang Degong to go back to the weaving yamen with Li Yan, while he jumped out of the carriage and plunged into the alley on the side of the road under the leadership of Ge Sheng.

Suzhou people do things very finely, although the streets and alleys are secluded and cramped, but the residents on both sides of the alley "sweep the snow in front of the door", but also clean this alley spotlessly.

After walking along the alley for a cup of tea, Ge Sheng took Ji Qingwen to a small courtyard.

The gate of this small courtyard was open, and Ji Qingwen looked through the door, only to see a cross more than one person high in the courtyard - sure enough, someone was preaching in it.

But I heard Ge Sheng say in his ear: "My lord, John Tang is inside, please come in." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, and let Ji Qingwen into the courtyard.

Ji Qingwen was still a little weak-hearted, and he probed his brain into the courtyard, but he immediately ran into a foreign missionary with blond hair and blue eyes, a full face and a beard, but wearing Central Plains clothes, looking a little nondescript.

The missionary was stunned when he saw Ji Qingwen, and then smiled: "Ouch, it turns out that Young Master Ji is here, and he has lost his welcome below, forgive his sins." ”

This person is John Tong.

He lived in the Central Plains for an extra year, spoke Chinese more fluently than before, and learned a lot of polite words, except for the pronunciation of individual words and a slight accent, he was no different from ordinary Han people.

In the end, Ji Qingwen is a person who has crossed over from the later generations, and ordinary ancients can't help but be a little surprised when they see foreigners, but Ji Qingwen is very kind to Tang Ruowang, and asked very familiarly: "Old Tang, why did you come to Suzhou?" Isn't that church in Xi'an repaired? ”

Tang Ruowang said: "Xiu, the money donated by Young Master Ji is for the purpose of repairing the church, how can I give up halfway." It's just that the Jesuits sent me a church to entrust the construction of the church to someone else, and sent me to Suzhou to preach. ”

Ji Qingwen said: "I see. Then if you preach well, why do you look sick again? ”

John Tang subconsciously raised his eyes and looked around, and said in a low voice: "If you don't see the sick, how can you let them understand the miracles of Jesus?" How can we successfully preach? ”

Ji Qingwen and Tang Ruowang spoke one after another, and Ge Sheng on the side only listened vaguely, but he heard the two of them discussing the matter of seeing a doctor and taking medicine, so he just interjected: "Lord Yang, don't patronize this talk, where is the medicine prescribed to my father?" ”

Tang Ruowang hurriedly said, "Wait a minute", then turned around and entered the house, and after a long time, he came out again, handed a small clay bottle to Ge Sheng, and said, "Fellow Ge, this is the medicine for your father." But you have to keep in mind that this medicine is for dampness and pain, and no one else can take it. Even your father, take it in accordance with the amount, and never exceed it, otherwise you will die. ”

Ge Sheng took the medicine bottle, carefully hid it in his arms, and said, "I know Lord Yang. It's a medicine that is three points poisonous, who will eat it if you are a good person? ”

As he spoke, Ge Sheng arched his hand towards Tang Ruowang, and said to Ji Qingwen: "The villain didn't expect that this foreign missionary was actually an old friend of Lord Ji when he was in Shaanxi. Since the two of them know each other, the villain will be less accompanied, and I still have to feed my dad medicine! ”

As he spoke, he took this precious bottle of Western elixir and withdrew.

Ji Qingwen saw that he attached so much importance to Tang Ruowang's medicine, so he couldn't help but ask more: "What kind of medicine are you prescribing?" actually eats it, is it more powerful than Li Shizhen? ”

As soon as these words came out, Tang Ruowang's face suddenly showed an embarrassed expression that his thick beard could not hide, and he hesitated for a long time before he squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Opium." ”

"What? It's opium! Ji Qingwen shouted loudly, "Okay, you are a foreign devil, you will preach when you preach, how can you get this kind of thing to harm people in the Central Plains?" See if I don't report to the authorities...... By the way, I'm the official...... See if I don't send someone to arrest you! ”

Tang Ruowang hurriedly said: "Young Master Ji is really well-informed and knows the dangers of opium. Actually, how could I not know? It's just that I've seen the illness of that Ge Sheng parishioner's father, and I know that he is suffering from rheumatism, which is not good, and I can only temporarily relieve the pain. That's why I prescribed him opium analgesics, and I didn't forget to tell him to use drugs carefully every time......"

When Ji Qingwen heard this, he realized that this John Tang was indeed not the kind of foreign invader who was bent on knocking on the door of China with opium, and he was immediately relieved in his heart, and nodded: "That's because I blamed you......

Tang Ruowang didn't care, and said with a twist: "Since Young Master Ji is here, it is better to go inside for a cup of tea and then leave, it just so happens that I have entertained two adults in the court here today." I heard that Young Master Ji is also an official here, so I can also talk to them. ”

When Ji Qingwen heard this, he grinned: "You are not small, Lao Tang, you have only been in Suzhou for a few days, and you have already made friends with two officials, which is really powerful." To tell you the truth, I have been a weaver in Suzhou for more than half a year, and I didn't make friends with an official, but I made people hate dogs now, and I almost became a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat him. ”