For future generations, a place changes very quickly, often in just a few years, a city will change its old appearance, streets, buildings will change greatly, so that the old people who come here again can not find the memory of the past. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But in the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, everything was almost stagnant, and a city would hardly change for tens or hundreds of years, only people, so there was a saying that things are people. Although it has been five or six years since the Yang brothers left here, everything in this small city has hardly changed, the city walls and streets here are the same as they were then, and even the shops on both sides of some streets seem to be the same.

The Sun Inn located in the city is also average, even the rather dilapidated plaque, which has not changed in the slightest in the past few years. As for the people inside, the old shopkeeper is only a few years older than a few years ago, but he still has a kind and smiling face, especially when he sees a guest coming from afar, he will greet him more attentively and say some polite words.

At noon on the 11th day of August, the sun hung straight in the air, and a few men driving mules and horses stayed in the inn. These days, the business of the inn has been quite light, it is rare to suddenly come to such a big business, the old shopkeeper naturally did not dare to slack off, after welcoming people into the door, he quickly asked the guys in the store to take care of the dozen or so mules and horses to the backyard, and smiled and introduced these men who looked quite large into the separate courtyard behind.

Just looking at the appearance of these few people who made a bold move, and they covered several yards in the backyard at once, the old shopkeeper knew that this time he was a big customer, so he hurriedly ran forward and backward to Zhang Luo, and he served the man with a scar on the face of the leader, and he was even more attentive, and he didn't dare to be a little lazy.

After settling down, the man surnamed Zhang brought his brothers to the front hall of the inn, and after ordering a few drinks and dishes with the shopkeeper, he happily ate and drank. In addition to preparing guest rooms and courtyards for passing merchants, the Sun Family Inn also serves food, and because of this, the inn can still support itself during this cold day.

After a while, several men became drunk and excited, and they made a noise on the wine table, and the sound was really not small, and even faintly spread to the imposing mansion across the street, which made several slaves guarding the door of the house frown.

The old shopkeeper was a good person, and he immediately noticed this, so he hurriedly came to these guests with a smile, nodded and said: "A few guest officers, the little old man has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not." ”

"If you say anything......" The scar-faced man at the head was obviously a little drunk, and said disappreciably with a big tongue.

"That ......" Seeing that the guests were still good at talking, the old shopkeeper's mood stabilized a little, so he glanced at the house opposite and said: "Several guest officials are from outsiders, and I don't know the situation in Jiangling County." The Zhang family on the other side is not ordinary, you better not quarrel with them, otherwise I am afraid that you will get into trouble. ”

"Huh?" As soon as the other men heard what he said, their expressions suddenly sank: "What kind of thing is this, we are free to eat and drink in your store, what is the matter with other people?" He is the king of heaven, can he still manage it so widely? As he spoke, a few people looked up and looked out, and saw several servants in green clothes and small hats in front of the opposite door also frowning and glaring at their side.

The two sides didn't look at each other, but it was nothing. But now, as soon as the eyes met, they immediately exchanged fires in the air, which made the atmosphere even more tense.

When the shopkeeper saw this situation, his heart was even more nervous, and he hurriedly gave up his hand and told the guests: "A few guest officials don't want to make trouble, this Zhang family is not easy to mess with, and now the first assistant of the dynasty, Lord Zhang Taiyue, is the ...... of his family" Seeing that the situation was getting worse, he couldn't take care of it anymore, so he hurriedly told the identity of the Zhang family directly.

When the men who were looking at each other angrily with those house slaves heard this, their expressions froze, and their eyes were not as aggressive as just now, and then they lowered their eyes.

Who doesn't know that Zhang Ge is always the real master of the Ming Dynasty today, if he accidentally messes with his family, not to mention that they are just a few ordinary merchants, they are high-rollers with status, once they have a conflict with this Zhang family, I am afraid that they will have to suffer a big loss.

Although because they subsequently reined in, the servants of the Zhang family on the opposite side did not come to settle the account, but a few men were so frightened that they still had some unpleasant tastes in their hearts, so some muttered in front of the shopkeeper: "This Zhang family is really too domineering, no matter how powerful they are, can they still manage the old men to eat, talk and fart?" ”

The old shopkeeper had countless readers, so he naturally understood that the other party said this to save some face, so he explained with a smile: "You don't know anything about a few guest officials, and the Zhang family will not make trouble with you because of this." But...... Recently, the old lady of the Zhang family has been seriously ill, and the whole Zhang family is as anxious as ants on a hot pot, so they are so angry about the little movement in our small inn. I also hope that a few guest officials will be more considerate of the villain, if you feel uncomfortable eating and drinking here, the little old man will ask someone to send the wine and food to the backyard at night, which is much farther away from Zhang's house, and no matter how you speak, it will not affect people. ”

"Well, that's what to do that night." The scar-faced man thought for a moment, then agreed with a calm face. And just as he nodded, a carriage slowly came from the front, and soon stopped in front of Zhang's house, and an old man in cloth about sixty years old with gray hair was helped down by a little boy.

As soon as they saw this old man, the faces of the slaves standing at the door suddenly showed joy, and they came forward to salute one after another, and some people ran to the door to report the news.

After a while, a young man with a thoughtful appearance and a slender figure also greeted him with a smile, bowed to the old man again and again, and then welcomed the person in. When they had entered, the boy turned to the carriage and brought out a large wooden box from it, and then followed him into the door.

"This old man should be a famous doctor from other places, right?" The scar-faced man asked the old shopkeeper guessingly.

The old shopkeeper glanced at the seemingly rough man with some surprise: "The guest officer is really good eyesight, just this time." That's right, this one is the most famous doctor on the ground of my lake, Mr. Mei. ”

"Boss Zhang, how did you find out the identity of this old doctor?" Several brothers around him were not surprised, and couldn't help but ask.

The scar-faced man Boss Zhang smiled very smugly: "What is this?" Didn't the old shopkeeper just say that the old lady of his Zhang family was sick, and the only one who could ask the guests to be so attentive to them at this time was the doctor. ”

"Then how do you know that this is a famous doctor from out of town?" The old shopkeeper was also a little curious: "You shouldn't recognize this Doctor Mei, right?" ”

"If it is a local doctor, the Zhang family will not be so respectful, this is the long-term affection of people, and only if they can't find a doctor who can diagnose and treat their old lady locally, they will go elsewhere to find a famous doctor, and they will be so respectful. As for the famous doctor, if the Zhang family can be asked to find it in other places, it must be a very famous doctor. Boss Zhang explained the reason for his inference, and everyone was stunned for a while, and then they all gave a thumbs up: "Boss Zhang is really powerful, just by looking at it like this, you can see that there are so many problems." ”

"Haha, this is nothing...... "Boss Zhang laughed proudly, and the voice suddenly became a little louder. Fortunately, at this time, the slaves of the Zhang family who were waiting outside the door had already entered the door, and they were not afraid of causing them unhappiness again.

The old shopkeeper looked at the merchant carefully, and he really couldn't imagine that such a rough merchant had such a good eyesight. Therefore, in terms of greeting, it is a little more eager than just now.

Diametrically opposed to the lively scene in the inn, at this moment, the Zhang Mansion, which has always been lively and luxurious, is quiet. The people of Zhang's Mansion who were walking around in a hurry also shut up solemnly one by one, and there was almost no movement in such a big house.

Especially when they arrived in front of a richly decorated bedroom in the inner house, it was unusually quiet, and those people had to stand on tiptoe to even walk, for fear of making the slightest noise. Just because at this time, there was an old man lying on the bed in the room, with thin cheeks and sunken eyes, and he couldn't stand the slightest alarm at the moment.

Such a dying old man who seems to be blown to death by a gust of wind is Zhang Juzheng's father, Zhang Wenming, who caused Yang Chen to be imprisoned in the government prison and was finally replaced.

Because of his age, Zhang Wenming's body is already weak. And this year's abnormal weather was too cold and gloomy, and finally the old man couldn't afford to be sick in July, and now he was even more terminally ill and couldn't stand the slightest stimulation, so those who served by the side were so cautious one by one.

At this time, Dr. Mei, who was invited from Wuchang City, was holding Zhang Wenming's thin arm to take the pulse. After cutting for nearly a cup of tea, he let go of Zhang Wenming's hand, and then sat there and muttered for a long time, then slowly stood up, gave Zhang Jingxiu, the grandson of the Zhang family who was waiting on the side, a look, and motioned for the other party to go out to talk to him.

Although he was a little uncomfortable with the old doctor's style of being so supportive, Zhang Jingxiu still didn't dare to disobey his grandfather's illness, and hurriedly followed him out of the house, and as soon as he got outside, he asked in a deep voice: "Doctor Mei, how should my grandfather's disease be cured?" ”