Chapter 29: Minor Illnesses and Big Problems
For Su Baiyi, it was nothing more than spending a few copper plates to buy an item from the system, but for Shen Meishuang, this thing was the best gift in the world.
Su Baiyi just gave a round makeup mirror.
Shen Meishuang was a little unimpressed when she took it, and when she looked at her face in the mirror, she was stunned.
It was the first time she had seen such a delicate mirror.
Is there such a delicate thing in the world?
Moreover, in the past, I could only vaguely look at it from the bronze mirror, but today I took this makeup mirror and saw that my appearance was so beautiful and moving, and I was happy and had a trace of self-satisfaction.
"How about using this thing to thank Miss Shen?" Su Baiyi asked with a smile
"Something ingenious!" Shen Meishuang nodded with satisfaction: "You have passed the test, but I have never seen this thing before, is it something that Jingshi has only recently produced?" ”
Su Baiyi shook his head: "No, this is something shipped from the West." ”
After thanking and thanking him, Shen Meishuang had no reason to continue to keep herself, Su Baiyi promised him that after moving to Shen Mansion in a few days, he took a book and floated away.
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Yang Juan was a little apprehensive, sitting in the living room of the Zhou family's compound, he touched the things in his arms with his hand, took a deep breath, and said secretly: Su Baiyi shouldn't lie to me, this medicine will definitely work.
After a while, Second Brother Zhong walked in from outside and said, "Young Master Yang, go, come with me, the master will let you go to the study to see you!" ”
"Thank you, Uncle Zhong......" Yang Juan respectfully wrapped his luggage towards Second Brother Zhong, and then walked over with him.
Entering Zhou Shipu's study, seeing that he was concentrating on writing, neither of them dared to disturb, stood outside the door, waited for another minute, and listened to Zhou Shipu say: "Yang Xian's nephew, come in, see how the old man is written?" ”
Yang Juan agreed, and entered the study with a nervous heart, not even daring to take a big stride, and the sound of walking was very soft. After all, there is a request for someone to come over today, and this person is one of the Seven Emperors of the Ming Dynasty. It was even higher than his father's status back then.
Naturally, Zhou Laoken's meeting today should also be because of his father.
"Come!"
Old Zhou beckoned to him very kindly, summoned Yang Juan to the front, pointed to the undried handwriting on the desk and said, "Look, how is this handwriting written by the old man?" ”
Yang Juan dared to raise his eyes to see, on the yellowish rice paper, the slender but extremely powerful font, one stroke at a time like an iron hook, I can't say how neat it is, but the pen power is really first-class.
"Old Zhou's thin gold body is very expressive, almost chaotic!" Yang Juan didn't talk nonsense.
Zhou Shipu laughed and said: "Where, the old man is just picking up people's teeth and wisdom, Song Huizong is not familiar with government affairs, but he is extremely profound in calligraphy and painting, but it is a pity that he was finally defeated by the Jin State and exiled to the Five Kingdoms City." The old man only learns his words, not his people! ”
Yang Juan gave up his hand, but he couldn't talk.
Zhou Shipu glanced at him deeply, asked him to sit down, and said earnestly: "I am an official in the same dynasty as your father, and I have the friendship of the country, so our Zhou and Yang families can be regarded as world friends." After he went, the old man was also quite uncomfortable, and then heard that you were talented, and when you were seventeen years old, you were lifted, and I felt very happy, this is the Yang family that God will not die. ”
Speaking of which, Yang Juan was already wiping away tears.
Zhou Shipu continued: "I heard that you have a good relationship with Su Bu, yes, he is a capable person. The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and if it doesn't fly, it will soar into the sky; If you don't make a hit, it's a blockbuster! I say this, you know? ”
"The younger generation remembers the teachings of Old Zhou!"
"Okay, you understand!" Zhou Shipu stretched out his hand and picked up the rice paper on the desk, there were several sheets, handed it to Yang Juan and said: "This is the old man who wrote the "Song of Righteousness" of the Southern Song Dynasty Xinguo Gong, and I will give it to you." Remember the old man's words, no matter when and what happens in the future, you must stand up and act upright, and your father will learn from the past, don't follow in his footsteps! ”
"The seniors have good words, and the younger generations are taught!" Yang Juan stretched out his hand to take a few pieces of rice paper from Zhou Shipu's hand, and saluted again respectfully, the palms of his hands were full of fine sweat.
"Whether you have a meritorious reputation, or the court forbids you to conduct scientific examinations, these are not the most important things, you must cultivate yourself diligently, and when you have the talent to govern the country and secure the country, you will be like an awl in a cloth bag, there will always be a day when you stand out. Don't talk about it far away, let's just say that we return to Lord Yuan Junmen of Defu, who was reformed because of his words during the Wanli period, and buried in the township for 26 years, but what happened in the end? Isn't it known to the whole world about its resurrection? ”
"Forget it, people are old, and they talk endlessly, and you young people don't like to listen to it if you talk too much. What are you looking for? Let's talk about it! Zhou Shipu sighed, looking at the restrained young man in front of him, as if he saw himself back then.
Looking at the slightly nervous Yang Juan in front of him, Zhou Shipu couldn't help but think of the situation when he went to visit the old Song Juan many years ago, and how similar he was to the Yang Juan in front of him at that time.
"Uh, late, juniors are coming, yes, yes, offering medicine!" Yang Juan was a little nervous, took out the two delicate porcelain bottles, one black and one white, from his waist, put them on the desk, and said: "I heard that Old Zhou's feet are itchy, and Su Baiyi's family has this special medicine for the symptoms, so the younger generation borrowed flowers to offer Buddha." ”
"Oh?"
It's Su Baiyi again!
Zhou Shipu showed an expectant expression in his eyes, looked at the two bottles and smiled slightly, twisted his beard and said: "This Su Bu is an all-rounder, he can teach the old woman to cook, he can be a child of the Shen family, he knows geography when he knows the sky, and he can even dispense medicine?" ”
Yang Juan took the opportunity to step forward and said the usage and dosage of the medicine again, and then, seeing Zhou Shipu's impatient eyes, he knew that the old man wanted to give it a try, so he hurriedly said goodbye!
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"Second Brother Zhong, the little rabbit cub of the Yang family, are you gone?"
"Master, it's gone, it's the old slave who sent it out in person."
"Okay, good, good, Second Brother Zhong, go get a basin of hot water, how does the old man feel, alas, I feel that this foot is more itchy!" When Zhou Shipu was talking, he ran to the rest room next to the study like the wind, sat on a chair, pulled up the hem and began to take off his boots.
This athlete's foot is not a serious illness for Zhou Shipu, but it is not a big illness, but it can kill people.
Moreover, what is even more hateful is that this athlete's foot attacks every time at night, and it itches so much that people can't sleep well, and they pick their feet all night. Sometimes by the time my feet stop itching, it's already the second half of the night.
Zhou Shipu is older, where can he withstand such a toss?
Therefore, this athlete's foot is sometimes more frightening than the problem of henchmen.
A group of maids poured in from outside, some carrying hot water, some carrying towels, and began to help Zhou Dashangshu wash his feet.
At the same time, Zhong Wusheng Zhong Second Brother personally picked up the two bottles of medicine and waited aside, ready to be applied: I hope that this descendant of the Su family is really a talented person, and he can cure the old man's itchy feet!