Chapter 2 Who dares to accept the soul of Hades
Of course, no matter what others say, even if Yan Song and Yan Shifan father and son don't listen to it with their own ears, they can guess eight or nine. Spring outing fell from a horse, that was a helpless thing. All they can do is to invite a famous doctor to treat this benevolent boy. As for whether it can be cured well or not, then there is no way.
Beijing. Vegetable market entrance. Yanfu concierge.
The place name of Beijing Caishikou is usually closely associated with harmonious and loving terms such as "opening the knife and asking for the cut" or "copying the door full of the door" in later generations. Xu Chengyao of the Qing Dynasty once wrote the poem "Passing the Vegetable Market": After the twilight of the West Market, I returned with tears, and the people of the city laughed and laughed, who knew that I was sad!
But in the 35th year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, this place was by no means a place for killing people and beheading. When the first assistant of the dynasty, the mansion of Yan Songyan Ge, a generation of powerful ministers, occupied the entire Caishikou alley, which one would dare to use this place as a place to kill? Not to mention killing, you can't even kill chickens here.
Yan Song was definitely a first-class ruthless man in the Ming Dynasty at this time, and Emperor Jiajing was busy cultivating all day long. National politics and government affairs, as long as I don't make my old man look unpleasant, I will hand it over to Yan Song.
In the past 20 years, Yan Ge Lao has slandered Xia Yan, framed Zeng Milling, beheaded Qiu Luan, punished Ding Rukui, plotted Yang Jisheng, and harmed Shen Lian. The disciples of the protΓ©gΓ©s are all over the court, and the power is monstrous for a while.
The door of the Yan Mansion is naturally luxurious and magnificent, and even the two stone lions in front of the door are larger than others.
However, at this time, in the purple and luxurious mansion of the Yan Mansion, there was a cloud of gloom.
But I saw a young man in his twenties lying on a big bed about seven feet wide, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but he was wrapped like a dumpling, and his face was pale.
His facial features moved from time to time, indicating that he was not a dead man. But he didn't move like words: he frowned, or crooked his mouth, or stuck out his tongue, or sniffled. From time to time, like a crab poured rice wine, it spews out some white foam.
Beside the bed, there sat an old lady in gorgeous clothes and kind eyes, surrounded by a group of noble ladies ranging in age from seventeen or eighteen to thirty or forty years old, wiping her tears and whispering: "Hong'er, good grandson, wake up quickly." β
On the other side, a gray-bearded doctor, frowning, surrounded the young master wrapped in his body, looking here and cutting there, as if a craftsman was carving a rare jewel that had been condensed for ten years, and as if a chef was concocting a whole pig.
After pondering for a long time, the doctor gritted his teeth, took out three silver needles, uncovered the package on the young master's back, and pierced it alive.
I only heard the young master's scream, and both eyes opened a slit.
"Oh, I've opened my eyes, the young master has opened my eyes, Mrs. Liu is really amazing!" Several concubines shouted softly.
But many more remain silent. This kind of situation can't be said to be good.
The old lady didn't speak, still staring at her precious grandson.
Sure enough, the young master's eyes opened for less than a cup of tea, and he let the doctor massage in the vest, use herbal moxibustion, muttered a few times in his mouth, closed it again, and returned to his previous appearance of immortality.
Doctor Liu wiped the sweat from her forehead and gently twisted the three needles of her vest a few times.
Seeing that there was no response, he took out three more needles, and his fingers were drawn down two inches, and he was about to prick them again, when the old lady spoke:
"Imperial Physician Liu."
Imperial Doctor Liu shuddered, quickly turned around, and pinched the silver needle: "Old ...... Old lady. β
"What is the illness of my grandchildren? Do you have a spectrum? β
Imperial Physician Liu swallowed his saliva and said slowly: "Old lady, with all due respect, the young master's trauma from falling from the horse has healed, but he seems to have a soul disorder, and the three souls and seven spirits are unstable, and the lower official uses the technique of gold and stone to try to consolidate its roots and introduce its ......essence."
"Just tell me straight, how many more needles do I need to get good for my grandson's illness?"
Imperial Physician Liu moved his lips with difficulty: "This ...... Let's give it a try......"
"Try? I'll prick you to try! The old lady slapped her hand on the table with her wishful thoughts:
"Doctor Liu, the needle of affection is not pricked in your body, you don't hurt. I tossed it for seven days, and tossed my grandson to three points like a human and seven points like a ghost, and you still vainly called the famous doctor of Beijing! β
Imperial Physician Liu's face was as earth-colored, and the silver needle in his hand almost fell to the ground. Seeing that the old lady's thunderous anger was about to be out of control, she saw an old man with a tall figure and a housekeeper on the side stand up and salute the old lady respectfully:
"Old lady, slow to get angry. The young master fell from a horse a few days ago, and he relied on the old lady and the old lady to be blessed with Qitian, and he was rescued from such a serious injury. Now the young master's body is weak, and he has always been playful, and there are some people who refuse to settle down for a while. Since Mrs. Liu has been diagnosed with soul disorder, this serious illness needs to be treated, and it will be urgent for a while. The old lady might as well relax her heart, let Doctor Liu go back and think more, and then go to the staff with her colleagues to draw up a perfect prescription. As long as there is a way, we are afraid that we will not be able to catch the medicine and invite a famous doctor? β
The old lady snorted: "Then it's hard for Mrs. Liu." Drop-off! β
The old man dressed as a housekeeper gently poked Imperial Doctor Liu: "Let's go." β
Imperial Physician Liu hurriedly packed up the medicine box: "Eh, thank you Uncle Yan, thank you Mr. Caoshan......" staggered out of the door.
As the saying goes, the prime minister's family has seven officials. Yan Song is not only a very popular minister, needless to say, the children of his family, even the domestic slaves and servants with some qualifications, have also become well-known figures, usually eat restaurants in the city, and eat watermelon in the countryside without paying.
Ordinary servants are like this, and the chief manager of more than 100 people in the Yan Mansion is of course even more powerful.
For example, Yan Nian, the head of the Yan Mansion, is a well-known and hard-nosed figure among the Beijing Divisions. He is a white man, a domestic servant, but he is maneuvering around the officialdom, and the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Committee also want to sell him three points of face.
Yan Nian was originally illiterate, but after entering Yan's mansion, he also read some books, and asked a literati who tended to be inflammatory, and called it "Calyx Mountain". In this way, among the third-rate so-called talents in the capital, there is actually a saying that "those who have to visit with Mr. Caoyama call themselves honored". There are even some petty officials with low official character and lower character, who simply threw themselves under the door of Yan Da, and the righteous knot Jin Lan said that his younger brother was just going back, and the faceless ones actually recognized their godfather and uncle.
When a person attains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.
No, in the gatehouse of Yan's Mansion, when the envoy of Chaotai Hospital, a famous doctor in Beijing, Liu Wensheng and Mrs. Liu, who is known as "one finger of flesh and white bones, and a golden needle and a king of Yama", have just escaped from the old lady and crawled to the ground, and now they are selling cuteness in front of Uncle Yan.
Although he is not a clear and correct doctor, he is also an official of the imperial court. What's more, doctors are originally more and more treasures the older they are, and Imperial Doctor Liu, who is in his sixties, even if he is not as good as the official title, with that white beard, he is also a fairy-like existence. Now, the old doctor looked at Yan Nian, the defenseless Bai Ding, not only did he not dare to put on any official stands, but on the contrary, the wrinkles on his old face were crowded together, as if they were blooming chrysanthemums, and he nodded vigorously, and he really regarded Yan Nian's housekeeper as Yan Ge's old man and respectful.
"Mr. Soyama, you must rescue the old man. If this disaster can not be avoided, I am afraid that the whole family will suffer, and I hope that Mr. Caoyama will have a lot of good words in front of Yan Ge Lao, the old doctor is shallow, and he is willing to hang up the crown and go, just ask for the safety of the whole family, if he is preserved this time, my whole family will be grateful to Mr. Caoyama. β
As he spoke, he raised his hand. Taking advantage of Yan Nian's hand-stretching out his hand to help, his wrist turned over, and a silver ticket had fallen from the hand of the envoy of Liu Yuan to the sleeve of General Manager Yan.
is really worthy of Mr. Liu, he has been an official for many years, and his ability to "have everything in his sleeves" can really be called perfect. It's just that more may be received in and less sent out.
Yan Nian saw that the other party handed over the silver ticket, and finally had a smile on his face. Facing the five-rank master, but as if he was his subordinate groom chef opposite, he didn't see it, raised his right hand, let the silver ticket in his sleeve fall a little deeper, put it down and patted Liu Wensheng's shoulder.
Yan Nian then raised the thumb of his right hand: "Why should the envoy of the Liu Yuan be too humble?" But in this entire capital, who doesn't know that your old medical skills are this? Let's not talk about it, let's just say that this time Young Master Hong fell from his horse, good guy, it was from the back of a fast horse that traveled 800 miles a day, and his head hit the ground, and he opened the scoop at that time. The blood flowed, and the frightened people of our current group were gone. People say, now, if it weren't for the immortals in the world, how could they save Young Master Hongda? Don't blame these minions of our Yan Mansion, they are in a hurry, and they are in a hurry to drag you from the mansion! The people in Beijing are waiting to see your boss show his might. Good guy, your old man put on the plaster, put the silver needle, and divided the five by two, and you can actually hang the anger of Young Master Hong on the spot. If it weren't for your old fingers of flesh and bones, the Golden Needle Yama King was worried, I am afraid that Young Master Hong would not have been able to do it that day. Your old ability, your old kindness, my old family is in my heart. My old lady, the old lady, and our minions up and down are also grateful for your old man's affection. β
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