Chapter Twenty-Seven: Xu Xian Passes By
Tie one and give two free, and it is not only Fang Zhongyong and Chai Lin who are affected by the pond fish. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Because of the influence of sweat medicine in the candlestick in the cabin where Wang Anshi was, the little foot lady who delivered food and greeted her began to dizzy as soon as she returned to the kitchen, and after a while, she fainted.
This fainting made her husband, the chef of the first stove of the painting boat, shocked, and said that he wanted to stop the boat and ask for a doctor.
When everyone was busy working, a young official in his twenties and clean shirts stepped forward, and Mao recommended himself: "Xu Xizhen is a person from the apricot forest, and there is a medical center in Suzhou and Hangzhou at home, or can you diagnose the pulse of this lady?" ā
The chef looked at this Xu Langzhong, blinked slightly, and a girl-like smile rippled on his fat face. He was a little embarrassed and said, "Isn't it Xu Xian Xu Langzhong on the West Lake?" The daimyo of the long Yanglang. Thank you for checking the pulse of our lady. ā
"It's just down there. It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Xu Xizhen spread out the medical bag she was carrying, took out a jade pillow, and put it under the wrist of the little foot lady. After a moment, with a hint of surprise, he turned his face to the owner of the painting boat and the people who ate melons and said: "This lady is fine, but it seems that she has just been drugged." ā
As he spoke, he turned his face to look at the little foot lady of the chef's family, whose face was a little pale, and asked patiently, "When did you feel uncomfortable?" ā
"The slave is fine, but he just went to deliver food to the Qingzi No. 1 cabin, and when he comes back, it's not good anywhere." As she spoke, the small-footed lady put her face closer to her man.
"Where's that cabin? Please also lead the way. Xu Xizhen smiled again.
The chef led the way, a boatload of onlookers watched the people eating melons, and followed the young doctor Xu Xizhen to the cabin where Wang Anshi, Fang Zhongyong, and Chai Lin had just stayed.
Soon, the scene of the accident was locked, and the candle of the accident was sniffed by Xu Xizhen's nose, which was more intelligent than a dog.
The three young scholars lost their traces in such a plain way.
And Dr. Xu Xizhen Xu gave full play to his divine medical expertise along the way, helped the shipwharf and the government, and locked the vicinity of De'an Wharf, where the boat had just stopped.
At the beginning of the first year of Jingyou, Dr. Xu Xizhen, who embarked on the road to Beijing, did not know at this time that this would be the year of the beginning of his life legend.
According to the history of the Song Dynasty, on August 11 of the first year of Jingyou, Song Renzong suddenly fainted for several days. At this time, the eldest princess of Wei, that is, Song Renzong's aunt, brought a miracle doctor to carry out acupuncture under the heart for Song Renzong, and the needle was eliminated until the disease was removed, as if Bian Que was alive.
This divine doctor, after Renzong's recovery, was immediately awarded the title of Hanlin Medical Officer and gave him a huge reward.
And the doctor comrade used this money to build a Bian Que temple in the west of Kaifeng City, which has not yet been built, and students from all over the country who come to study medicine are gathered in the west of Kaifeng, so the Great Song Dynasty, which is close to the people, simply moved the Taiyi Bureau to the side of the Bian Que Temple, so as to facilitate the discovery of talents and incorporate them into the Taiyi Bureau.
This is like a medical school next to a medical school in later generations, there must be an affiliated hospital of a medical school, and the first affiliated hospital next to the medical school of this kind of university often represents the highest academic standard and medical practice of the university.
To get back to the point, this miracle doctor is Xu Xizhen, who is currently acting as a forensic doctor in the painting boat.
Dr. Xu will not know what a brilliant career he is about to have as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and he will be admired by the holy hands of the world.
Of course, he wouldn't know that in the 21st century, there will be a Xianxia drama based on his Xu Xizhen and his own Xu Men Bai Lady - The Legend of the New White Lady, let him use "Xu Xian" - the nickname hung up at that time to praise his wonderful hand rejuvenation, and enter thousands of households with a cute attitude.
There are many ways to make a name for yourself. Live in the history books, live in the literary interpretation, and live in the stories and gossip passed down by the common people. But no matter the form, Dr. Xu is a good wish and an example.
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The door of the stable opened, and a tall, burly, broad-faced, red-faced man, with two small minions, held a small rice bowl that was extremely incommensurate with his own size, and put it on the firewood and grass ground with a "snap". The two people in the back also "snapped" and "snapped" to put the bowl down.
"Let's eat." The red-faced man's urn opened his mouth angrily.
"Uncle, where is this? Why did you arrest me and the other three? Fang Zhongyong took a closer look at this uncle, who looked like Guan Yunchang was reincarnated, with long hair and red face, and said tentatively and cutely.
The red-faced man glanced at a few of them, all of them were scholars who were not as weak as the crown, and the Song Dynasty was an era when the whole people respected scholars, although this red-faced man was a robber, he was not exempt from vulgarity, so he patiently replied, and even comforted these babies, and said:
"We have taken the token on that boy's body, and we will negotiate with that boy's father, and if the negotiation is completed, we will return a thousand horses, or, if we return eight hundred, and you will be able to go home." Rest assured, although our horse gang is licking blood from the knife edge and entangled with the party and Khitan Tatars all day long, we will not kill our own people at will. ā
Fang Zhongyong pretended to look foreign with a pure and ignorant face, while moving his body closer to the bowl, with a coquettish posture that Wang Anshi and Chai Lin couldn't bear to look at, and suddenly said: "Uncle, you tie us up, how can you eat this meal?" ā
"Don't give your face, don't you?" The red-faced man suddenly raised his voice, pinched Fang Zhongyong's chin again, and immediately pinched out two fingerprints on his white face, "Boy, don't play tricks, Uncle has crossed more bridges than you have walked, Uncle has eaten more salt than you have eaten, you have a few little Jiujiu in your heart, Uncle understands very well." How to eat? Nibble with your mouth. ā
"Don't mind, uncle-" Fang Zhongyong continued with an innocent face: "Uncle, you said, what kind of token did you take from that kid?" ā
As he spoke, he looked at Wang Anshi, and then at the red-faced man and said, "I don't know how much my uncle has done in the horse gang?" ā
The red-faced man was impatient with his twists and turns, but he also replied to him: "Take that kid's purse with a family seal, don't worry, why can't you confirm your identity?" ā
Fang Zhongyong shook his head and said: "No, no, uncle, that purse is not a big deal, everyone in his house has one hand." Won't taking that one delay your great affairs? ā
The red-faced man looked at him with a serious look, and then looked at Wang Anshi, who nodded frequently, and said suspiciously: "What's the matter?" ā
"Uncle, you can untie it for me, just once, okay? Look at me as a scholar, you three eight-foot-tall heroes, even if you untie my hands, I can't run anywhere" Fang Zhongyong put on the most cute pose with a serious face,
Then he said: "I know that he has a token, and he is not willing to take it for you, so let me take it for you, so you can find someone to do something as soon as possible and let us go home." Okay, uncle-uncle-good uncle-"
They were just a few children, and the red-faced man heard him sincerely, thinking that it shouldn't be in the way of untying him, so he waved his hand, and the two minions behind him pulled out a bright saber and went down with a knife, cutting the rope wrapped around Fang Zhongyong's hand.
Fang Zhongyong walked in front of Wang Anshi, but touched a piece of his jade pendant from his sleeve, pretending to take it out of Wang Anshi's sleeve, he carried the jade pendant, and staggered to the red-faced man.
"Uncle, this thing is unique and ancestral, but the mark of this thing, you have to concentrate and look carefully, you see-" Fang Zhongyong shook the pendant in his hand and continued to work hard to implement the hypnotic technique that he had never tried before.
The pendant swayed in front of the red-faced man and the other three, swinging a boring swing.