On the winter solstice of the first year of Xuanhe, the weather was cold and irritable, and there was no sign of snow in the whole Yunzhou. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The first year of Xuanhe was the first year of the new era of Song Huizong, 1119, and it was also this year that Yunzhou was renamed Dongping Mansion.

The atmosphere of the newly renovated Dongping Mansion is not much warmer than before, at least in this winter, it still has a little lifeless feeling.

Qian Heng has been here for half a year, and he has slowly gained a general understanding of the era and the surrounding environment.

When Qian Heng was in school, he applied for the veterinary major in one of the few agricultural universities, and when he applied for graduate school, he applied for the most unpopular Chinese veterinary medicine major in veterinary medicine. In order to get in a little better.

It's just that Qian Heng didn't expect that when he finally got up to the time when he could put on a master's degree cap immediately, he traveled to the Xuanhe period at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty for no reason.

The clouds have not broken, and the cold wind has entered the bosom.

The best option for a cold day is to stay at home.

The window mullion paper, which was still sturdy, was blown by the wind and made a bang, as if it was about to be unable to block the cold wind outside, and this thin window mullion paper felt that it could be destroyed by the cold wind that was blowing colder and colder at any time.

Qian Heng guarded the charcoal basin, rubbed his hands vigorously, stirred the charcoal that was about to burn off in the charcoal basin a few times with a fire drill, frowned slightly, retracted his hand, and tightened the clothes on his body again.

It's a bit chilly!

In the past six months, Qian Heng has been silently familiar with everything around him.

From his speech and demeanor to the people and things around him, Qian Heng is adapting to it little by little, and has integrated well into this world that doesn't look too bad.

Qian Heng also calculated carefully, it seems that there are still so many years before the year of Jingkang's shame.

Accustomed to such a stable life, Qian Heng felt that this life was not bad, but the place where Qian Heng was staying now was the newly restructured Dongping Mansion station, in terms of geographical location, once the Jingkang incident happened, the place he was staying in would fall sooner or later, and he would never be able to escape the fate of leaving his hometown.

Qian Heng never thought that with his ability as a post-modern veterinarian, he could change the general trend of the country.

And in the past half a year, Qian Heng has also quietly inquired, and on the premise of avoiding the suspicious eyes of others as much as possible, he has verified many things.

Song Jiang, the good man of Liangshan in the Water Margin, should be in the ZC County near here for only half a year, but Qian Heng has never been able to find out about Guan Songjiang, as for the rebel heroes on Liangshan, there are a few bandits who occupy Liangshan, but there is no one named Wang Lun among them.

Of course, some of the stories in the novel can't be true, but the rebellion of Song Jiang has also been recorded in the official history, and it is rumored that he led 36 bandits to fight in the area of HB East Road.

There are bandits nearby, and Qian Heng has also been verified, but there are rebellious bandits active in this vicinity, and the leader is not called Song Jiang.

As for the other Fang La, who raised the flag to rebel, he heard some rumors, but the place where Fang La started the incident was a little far away from Qian Heng, so it was not within the scope of his concern, anyway, Fang La's movements would not affect his life.

Qian Heng knew that the last years of the Northern Song Dynasty that he came to were a little different, and the characters recorded in history were somewhat different.

However, his identity in this life still made Qian Heng feel a little lucky.

Qian Yi, a famous medical master in the Northern Song Dynasty, was respected as the originator of pediatrics in ancient medicine in later generations. Qian Yi relied on his world-famous medical skills, and also created a strong industry for the Qian family within the boundaries of Yunzhou.

Qian Heng, as the nephew of Qian Yi's distant cousin, can actually rely on this identity to mix in the name of the Qian clan, as long as he concentrates on studying medical books, he will be raised by the Qian family's relatives, and he will not worry about eating and drinking.

The shadow of Qian Yi's medical halo has brought countless benefits to the Qian family, and of course, it has also made the Qian clan have a lot of mixed food and drink.

When Qian Heng came to the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, Qian Yi had been dead for two years, and the entire Qian family's medical clinic business was no longer as beautiful as when Qian Yi was alive.

Therefore, in the past half a year, Qian Heng has been working hard to study the ancient pharmacopoeia books collected by Qian Yi.

Fortunately, Qian Heng is a Chinese veterinarian at Agricultural University, and he has a somewhat written understanding of the methods of traditional Chinese medicine, so that he will not be unable to understand this ancient pharmacopoeia.

"Brother Heng, Brother Heng!"

A crisp call rang out from outside the crack in the door.

As the door opened, a gust of cold wind poured into the room, and Qian Heng hurriedly waved his hand and motioned for the other party to close the door.

In came a pretty girl who was not very old, a little more than fifteen years old this year, with a tight beard, a green silk tie, and a puffy little face, because of the cold outside the room, and two red flowers floated on her face.

A bright red placket, wearing a pair of dark printed cotton pants underneath, and two bright white plum blossoms embroidered on the trouser legs, even this clumsy winter coat can't cover this girl's slender figure.

A pair of embroidered shoes with cotton wool, red uppers and white soles. It looks so neat when he walks.

This dress is very attractive.

Qian Heng looked at the girl, watching the girl keep rubbing her two little hands that were frozen red, and her two eyes were looking at herself, as if she could speak.

Qian Heng didn't make a sound, this girl didn't make a sound, and after enduring it for a while, this girl finally couldn't help it, so she glared at Qian Heng angrily, "Brother Heng, why do you think of me like this?" ”

Qian Heng has been dealing with her a lot recently, and it is the grandnephew of the old man Qian Yi's uncle, Lu Langzhong, Lu Zimo.

According to the generation, this Lu Zimo and Qian Heng can be regarded as the same generation, if they are based on the theory of kinship and distance, they can be regarded as Qian Heng's distant cousins.

It's just that Qian Heng knows better than anyone else that the distant cousin in front of him is by no means as simple as it seems, just in terms of self-professe, ordinary girls will call themselves slaves, and this Lu Zimo has always called himself me, and he seems to be more resistant to the title of the slave family.

Especially after coming into contact with this Lu Zimo, Qian Heng felt more and more that this distant cousin had a feeling of great wisdom.

Every time Qian Heng involuntarily said one or two words that did not fit this era, Lu Zimo would be curious, and he chased after Qian Heng and asked what he meant.

In the final analysis, the reason why Lu Zimo calls himself me is that he still learns from Qian Heng.

It is also the various pressures from this distant cousin that Qian Heng has been in this era for half a year, and he has been hiding in his room to concentrate on studying medical books, on the one hand, in order to be able to cope with the situation that may change at any time in the future, if he has medical skills on his body, at least wherever he wanders, he will not starve to death.

On the other hand, it is also to take advantage of this time to slowly familiarize yourself with the life rhythm and daily habits of this world.

Seeing that his distant cousin still refused to give up, Qian Heng shook his head lightly, "Sister Zimo, you don't stay in the room on a cold day, what are you doing here?" ”

Lu Zimo giggled, "Brother Heng, I just want to see what you're doing, anyway, I'm idle and have nothing to do, so it's better to just come and read medical books with you!" ”

Lu Zimo said, leaned towards the charcoal basin in front of Qian Heng, and threw a few pieces of charcoal into the charcoal basin with a tong, making the charcoal fire a little more vigorous.

Seeing that Qian Heng didn't speak, just holding the medical book in his hand and sitting in front of the charcoal basin in a fugue shape, Lu Zimo's brows furrowed slightly, "Cousin Qian Heng, do you know that the big shopkeeper of the main house has already put down his words and is ready to assess you children of the clan!" ”

Lu Zimo didn't call Brother Heng this time, obviously he had something important to tell him.

Qian Heng naturally knew the news, two years after the death of Qian Yi's ancestor, the influence of the Qian family's medical hall around Dongping Mansion had begun to gradually weaken.

The chief shopkeeper of the Qian family medical hall, under the instructions of the head of the Qian family, arranged this medical skills assessment, in order to clean up the group of clansmen who were waiting for the Qian family to die, and then select a few children who can go to the medical hall, prescribe medicine, and contribute to the revival of the Qian family.