A stable life is precious, Wei Xuan suddenly felt that this sentence was very reasonable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the summer, life in Nanshan Village is also on the right track, safe and peaceful. Although the supplies for relief in the county have been used up a few years ago, the first vegetables planted by Wei Xuan have also matured. Divide some from house to house and have a surplus, and if someone takes it to the market and sells it, it can also get back a lot of money and grain. Wei Xuan's daily life is now taken care of by Qin Zhen's family, and he basically doesn't need any money, so he simply changes it to cloth snacks and distributes them to the villagers. In this way, the only remaining shortcomings in Nanshan Village's life have also been filled.

I have to sigh that the needs of farmers at this time are really simple.

Hot days can be boring. Some people choose to make some odd things to supplement their families, while others are happy to solve the problems of others in their eyes. After careful calculation, the lives of the people in the village are very happy now, and everyone who should start a family has become a family, except for Wei Xuan, there is no single person.

So, Wei Xuan was tragic.

Aunt Wu has had the habit of being a matchmaker in the past, Qin Zhen and his daughter-in-law were matched by Aunt Wu, although she is not a matchmaker, but she is a well-known figure in the matchmaker circle in the surrounding villages. Under an order, not to mention that the matchmakers dare not obey, it is almost the same. So as soon as Aunt Wu on the front foot had the idea of saying goodbye to Wei Xuan, Wei Xuan found that there were many people in his family who didn't know him to chat with.

Thinking that he was a hospitable person, Wei Xuan did not drive the matchmakers out of the door, even if the real situation was that Aunt Wu was in charge, he did not have the courage.

In February, Li Er issued an edict: "Men in their twenties and women over fifteen years old, and after the widow's funeral system, the widow's service discipline has been removed, and he must apply for marriage to make him compatible." "It means that men over 20 years old, women over 15 years old, and widows who have reached the age of ceremonies must find someone to marry. This undoubtedly fundamentally stipulates the legal age of marriage for men and women in the Tang Dynasty.

However, the rules are rules, and the real age in a small village like Nanshan Village is often much lower. Qin Zhen's marriage at the age of nineteen is already a well-known late marriage, and it seems that there are not a few people who marry in the fourteenth or fifth five-year period. Wei Xuan is now seventeen years old, and he is the standard older unmarried young man in the eyes of Aunt Wu.

This difference in consciousness and cognition is not so easy to erase, and it is impossible for Wei Xuan to talk about physical health with Aunt Wu, a matchmaker, and even the idle and bored old and young masters in the village. Whether you can understand it or not is another matter, the key is that Wei Xuan can't say it. In desperation, there is only shirk.

It's just that Wei Xuan still underestimated his charm. In this year, the attraction of an unmarried young man who is well-informed, not ugly-looking, and innocent is enough to drive all the girls in the boudoir within thirty miles of him crazy, not to mention the promotion of the girl's parents. So the more Wei Xuan shirked, the more matchmakers came to the door.

I can't fight, scold, or hide, if it weren't for the old Taoist priest coming back, I was afraid that Wei Xuan would completely collapse. Seeing Yuheng Zhenren's wrinkled face again, Wei Xuan's excitement and gratitude in his heart were beyond words, and he pulled Xuan Kui up the mountain that day, and made up his mind to stay for a few months first, at least to avoid this limelight.

Although Xuan Kui went down the mountain, he often went up the mountain to clean the Taoist temple, so although there was no one living for a while, there was no dust in the temple. In the main hall, the Taiqing people were incensed, and they returned to the apse as soon as they were done. Xuan Kui stood aside to add water and wait, while the remaining three sat down according to their seniority. The old Taoist priest is naturally in the main position, below is Wei Xuan, who is still sitting casually, and below is a Taoist with a strong herbal smell, although his beard and hair are white, but he has a little more Dao bone fairy wind than Yuheng Zhenren.

Seeing Sun Simiao for the first time, it would be impossible for Wei Xuan to say in his heart that he was not a little excited, but he was more surprised. Wei Xuan didn't expect that things in this world would be so wonderful, and two people who couldn't be beaten by eight poles would be connected because of a simple inheritance and generational problem.

"Brother Shichang Dao is the most true of my Dao Sect, and he has always been a good traveler, and this encounter is also a coincidence. Xuan Kui, you should have seen it as a teacher. ”

"I've seen Uncle Shi." Xuan Kui has always respected the teacher, and he has also heard of Sun Simiao's name, so when he heard the words of the old Taoist, he naturally immediately bowed.

The old Taoist priest stroked the white beard under his chin, nodded with a smile, and then pointed at Wei Xuan and said, "Brother Shichang Dao, this is what I said about Wei Xuan before." Hearing this, Sun Simiao, who was originally indifferent, suddenly got up and sat directly next to Wei Xuan, and said in old Zhu Weixuan's clothes: "It turns out that you are Senior Brother Wei Xuan, tell me quickly, how did you use needles and threads to treat wounds?" What's the mystery in it? ”

Wei Xuan was taken aback by Sun Simiao's movements, and after listening to it, he felt that it was reasonable. It is not unusual for someone who can be called the "King of Medicine" to make such a move, that is, a pure person. In the old Taoist priest, Wei Xuan has always been casual, and immediately explained to Sun Simiao about the "needlework wound".

Wei Xuan actually didn't know much about this kind of basic surgery, and the reason why he used it was just a dead horse as a live horse doctor. Just looking at the appearance of Qin Zhen and the others at that time, Wei Xuan had a glimmer of life when he made a move.

“…… Therefore, if conditions permit, the line is still the best with sheep intestines. One is delicate, and the other is to avoid scarring to a certain extent. Wei Xuan talked eloquently, Sun Simiao listened attentively, and asked some questions from time to time. In the end, it is the holy hand of the medical country, and the questions asked can be described as to the point, and they are all on the key points. It's just that Wei Xuan is a half-ass, and it is not easy to talk about it, so how can he answer? I could only shirk and say: "Senior Brother Sun, I don't know exactly why these are, I just know that there will be such consequences." But in the future, if there is a condition, I will make an object with you, and I may be able to get the answer. ”

"Oh? What objects? ”

"A gadget that allows people to see things that are invisible to the naked eye." Wei Xuan didn't say much, but it wasn't perfunctory. If there is such a condition in the future, it will not be difficult to send a pair of microscopes to Sun Simiao. Wei Xuan wanted to know how far the Holy Hand of the Medical State, who had started studying bacterial cells at this time, could finally go.

Although Sun Simiao was novel in his heart, he still had doubts, but he also stopped asking endless questions. After pondering for a while, he said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's not a loss to be the descendant of the Yunzhongzi Immortal Master, Brother Yuheng, what you said is really right!" Hey, it's not the old way, I blamed Brother Yuheng Dao before, and I hope Brother Dao won't be surprised. ”

"It doesn't matter. That being the case, that thing ......"

"Well, Lao Dao agreed."

"Hahaha...... Wonderful......"