When the two arrived at the pharmacy, it turned out to be a very young apprentice, but Ning Zhiyuan insisted on letting the older doctor go, which he thought was very necessary.

"I don't need to pay for the visit, but if my master goes to the clinic, it will cost two dollars, or I will bring someone over to have a look." The apprentice said very kindly, he felt that the two people in front of him did not seem to have much money.

"Two dollars is two dollars, trouble little brother." Ning Zhiyuan said politely.

Li Dingfang was really a little upset when he heard this, and whispered, "Why don't I carry my brother back." ”

"How can this be a joke." Ning Zhiyuan said with some seriousness.

Li Dingguo sneered and didn't speak, but his heart was warm.

So when a group of three people arrived at Li Dingguo, there were almost no tables, chairs, and utensils, and they saw Li Dingfang who was sick in bed without the slightest cover, his face was pale and a little scary.

Li Dingfang immediately guessed what was going on when he saw the person coming, and looked at Li Dingguo with some reproach that he shouldn't trouble others like this, but he still silently stretched out his hand to check the pulse.

The white-bearded doctor took the pulse for a while, and Ning Zhiyuan found that his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Two more months to live at most." The doctor slowly withdrew his hand and said with a sigh of relief, it was really bad news.

"Ah" Li Dingguo was shocked, his face changed, and he said tremblingly, "What, how can this be?" ”

In contrast, Li Dingfang is much calmer, perhaps his own body he has a premonition.

"This son's physique is already poor, coupled with long-term fatigue, he has already injured his internal organs, and this illness is just a fuse." The old doctor replied, his tone did not fluctuate in the slightest, he had seen too many such things.

Long-term fatigue refers to their perennial displacement and wandering without a fixed place.

"So, doctor, is there really nothing you can do?" Ning Zhiyuan frowned and suddenly asked, he also couldn't accept the news.

The eyes of the three of them immediately looked eagerly at the doctor.

"If you have a thousand years of ginseng, it may be fine, but," the doctor paused, and looked at the empty huts around him, "it will cost at least five hundred taels of silver." ”

The Li Dingfang brothers were immediately stunned, they just drank a bowl of gruel today, where did they get the five hundred taels of silver?

Li Dingguo's eyes were red and he didn't know what to do, but no one went to ask the doctor, this is the rule of this era, they know that it is impossible, in this situation where there are dead people everywhere, who will spend five hundred taels to save a person they don't know?

The doctor left, and when he left, he didn't even accept the two coins of silver, but Ning Zhiyuan still insisted on giving it, he was unwilling to accept other people's small favors.

"Zhiyuan, thank you today." Li Dingfang squeezed out a smile and said, he is twenty years old this year, and he is not afraid of death. "You should be Xie Yuan in this township test, right? I guess that's it. ”

As a scholar, he knows better how unique and remarkable Ning Zhiyuan's remarks and opinions are on weekdays, at least, they are stronger than him Li Dingfang.

Ning Zhiyuan shook his head, he didn't have any confidence to solve the yuan, besides, he was in a heavy mood, and now he had ten taels of silver on his body, but this was completely useless, money, it was really a good thing.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled bitterly in his heart, and strengthened his determination to make a name for himself.

Left two taels of silver for Li Dingguo, let him buy something to eat, I hope things will turn around, Ning Zhiyuan was very irritable.

The Qinhuai River at night is still very lively, this world is like this, some people are struggling on the line of life and death, while some people can be drunk and dream of death, wine pond meat forest.

"People are in the month, the moon and people, heaven and earth do not meet"

A strange poem came over, and with a cheer, Ning Zhiyuan didn't know what was so good about this poem, shook his head and turned around to leave, but suddenly a flash of inspiration, poetry? Money? I put the two in my head as an equal sign.

Looking at the bustling Qinglou in front of him, Ning Zhiyuan was a little stunned, in his past life and in this life, this was the first time, for the sake of silver, he gritted his teeth and did it.

Leisurely walked into this green building called the homecoming courtyard, found a remote place to sit down, fifteen-year-old he sat in a green coat, his face was calm, in this red building with swaying lights, it also looked common.

A crisp guqin sound came down from the tall building, and several dancers in Luo Yi danced to the tune in the center of the hall, Ning Zhiyuan looked a little stupid, and he began to understand the idiot scholars next to him who tilted their heads and swayed. But understanding is not the same as indulgence, and knowing what to do is the most important thing.

At the end of the song, everyone was drunk, and Ziyu woke up alone. A woman in her twenties walked out and said slowly,

"If any of the sons can make the best poem of the night, they may attract the guests of the Oiran woman who has just played the piano."

Ning Zhiyuan listened, and showed a smile, it seemed that he came at the right time.

Everyone heard that there was a new famous prostitute in the courtyard recently, who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he had never seen it much.

Many scholars are ready to move, and their minds are active, and it is obvious that for these so-called merry talents, composing poetry is a famous and wonderful thing. It is the merry and talented man, the merry man in the front, and the talented man in the back.

"In Xiabinzhou County, the son of Cheng Zhang, there is a poem that should be related to this scene,"

"April 17 is the time of today, farewell to you. Holding back the tears, he looked up and frowned with shame. I don't know that my soul is broken, and there are dreams with me. In addition to the moon on the horizon, the beauty knows. ”

"Lin Qin, the nephew of Sima in Xiaying Tianfu, has a poem"

"Under the Bottom"

Ning Zhiyuan listened to those poems carefully, a little indifferent, although he felt that it was still very interesting, but in his opinion, they were not outstanding, these so-called reading talents still existed.

Thinking that the people who had to compose the poem had already done it, pondering that no one would get up anymore, Ning Zhiyuan felt that it should be time, stood up, and arched his hand,

"In Xianing Zhiyuan, there is a poem called Yu Beauty."

Regardless of other people's faces, Ning Zhiyuan continued, he naturally knew that when composing poems on the spot, names were generally not taken, but he felt that this name was very suitable now, the woman who was hidden behind the curtain.

"Seeing each other again in the depths of Qu Diaphragm, tears and trembling. After the desolation, the two should be the same, and the most invincible is the moon and the moon. ”

"Half of my life has been lonely, and the mountain pillow is scarred. Remembering what is the most ecstatic, the first folding technique is to draw Luo skirt. ”

The whole noisy homecoming fell silent.

"It's wonderful." Someone couldn't help but say something, breaking the peace. For a while, everyone was lively again, everyone's faces were different, some yearned, some were jealous, and Ning Zhiyuan always looked indifferent, although he was a little happy in his heart.

"Today's poems are the most of Ning Gongzi, and everyone can disagree." A soft voice came from the attic, which seemed tactful and beautiful, ethereal but crisp

"The world is full of knowledge, and the two sentences of the article are from the hands of Brother Ning." Suddenly, a voice said in surprise.

Ning Zhiyuan glanced back at the person who spoke, it was a young man in his twenties, dressed in brocade clothes, and he looked a little free, he was a little puzzled, he had told Du Cheng once about this, how could anyone still know about it.

"Under Li Ying, the youngest son of Nanjing Mansion Yin." The man seemed to see Ning Zhiyuan's doubts and introduced himself. "My father is Senior Brother Du Cheng's teacher."

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly waved his hand and said modestly, "It's just a couplet, it's not worth mentioning." ”

In the words, it was admitted, and everyone could naturally hear it, and they couldn't help but secretly search for the couplet.

"The world is full of knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article." The voice upstairs Nan Nan repeated, "Childe is erudite, please go upstairs and talk about it." ”

At this point, Ning Zhiyuan's poem has been recognized as the most casual poetry meeting, at this time, the famous prostitute, it is not enough to go through the flower field for a long time, it is inevitable to have a long scripture field, and he naturally has a deep insight into poetry, after all, Ning Zhiyuan's poetry is really good.

"Brother Li, let's talk about it later." Ning Zhiyuan arched his hand at Li Ying, smiled at everyone again, and walked upstairs under the leadership of the maid.

The people downstairs were still lively with envious eyes.