Chapter 8: Painting the Boat

"An autumn rain and a cold." Zhao Jiaren held the wine glass and said slowly.

The autumn rain outside the window of the painting boat continued, and the rain in the south of the Yangtze River had been falling all day, and the rain kept falling without the slightest sign of stopping. The weather in Gusu at this time is about the same as the weather in the Huai River basin in the 21st century. In other words, in December of the Western calendar, it will rain first, and then it will snow. The long winter will last until March, and Lin'an in 12XX years has no shortage of heavy snowfall even in April.

"The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic characters. To the west of the base, humanity is, Zhou Lang Chibi of the Three Kingdoms. The rocks pierced the air, the waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time. The sound of the piano was dingdong, and Sima Kao sang Su Shi's words loudly.

The boat is divided into two floors, and if there are many people who go there, some people will be on the lower floor. A small number of people go to the upper floor. If the money given is enough, or there are few people who go, and they are particularly famous people, the upper-level sister paper will drink tea, burn incense, have discussions, and play the piano with everyone.

Two new science and technology scholars came, and the head plate on the painting boat was personally received. Sima Kao was happy to perform, and Zhao Jiaren, who had already experienced this, sat comfortably by the window and called the Tsing Yi girl paper on the painting boat to pour himself wine.

"Childe. Look at your shoes, you must have walked a long way. The teenage girl in Tsing Yi said to Zhao Jiaren with a smile.

Zhao Jiaren found a foot pad at this time, and sat on the soft collapse like a waste cat, and the foot pad was comfortably placed under his calf. listened to the words of the girl in Tsing Yi. He exhaled and said in a deep voice, "Walking is not about tired feet. Tired is tired. I'm still a shallow cultivator, so there's no way I can't hold a grudge against it. ”

The girl in Tsing Yi covered her mouth and chuckled, "I heard that the son has excellent medical skills and can live the dead to live the bones." Heal such small things. ”

"Don't mention this, we're still friends." Zhao Jiaren replied angrily.

"Childe's medical skills are excellent, this matter is famous all over the world, what's wrong?" Tsing Yi girl paper does not have Zhao Jiaren's feelings.

Seeing that others misunderstood him so much, Zhao Jiaren sighed, "I never aspired to practice medicine all my life, even if I knew a little bit of medical skills, I only occasionally didn't feel itchy." In that case, it is better not to be known to others. I am not dragged down, and others do not have false illusions. It's good for everyone. ”

The girl in Tsing Yi's dark eyes rolled slightly, and asked with puzzlement: "Childe, I heard others say that learning martial arts is not pressing." But listening to what you mean, it turns out that I feel that I have learned too much, but it is a drag. Childe's thoughts are really different from others. ”

Seeing that the girl in Tsing Yi was a little serious, Zhao Jiaren also replied seriously: "If you learn martial arts, someone has to use it." I don't know if you've ever heard boxing without leaving your hand, if you don't practice, you will be unfamiliar after learning. The three-legged cat's kung fu is used to harm others and himself. If you really understand medical skills, even if you can't save people, you won't be able to kill people. If you only know it but don't know why it is, follow the plan and read the scriptures, it will only be a matter of time before you are killed. As long as something happens once and you get a lawsuit, this life will be over. Rather than doing this in the future, it is better not to do it now. What do you think? ”

The girl in Tsing Yi listened to Zhao Jiaren's tirade, frowned slightly and thought for a while. Then she smiled, "The slave family has no skills, but he doesn't understand the troubles of the son." I also hope that the son will not be angry with the slave family. ”

Feed! Feed! You don't want to be so good. Zhao Jiaren couldn't help but churn in his heart. When he was treating the blacksmith master in Suzhou, he was already a little uneasy, and his sister's pitiful appearance made him even more uneasy.

Pouring a glass of wine into Zhao Jiaren's wine cup, the girl in Tsing Yi asked again, "Childe." A few days ago, my girl heard someone playing the piano in the bow of the boat in the middle of the night. I don't know if it's a childe. ”

"How many days ago?" Zhao Jiaren has no memories of this.

"Hmm. I was ordered to go under the big ship and be invited, and I heard a drunken reply that he was drunk today. If you want to see each other, we'll talk about it tomorrow. When it was Childe's voice. When we went to invite again, the shipman said that the master went to Gusu City. When I went to pick up Childe today, I saw Childe get off the big ship from a distance. The girl in Tsing Yi had a crisp voice, and she was quite organized when she talked about what happened a few days ago.

Zhao Jiaren didn't care about such trivial things for a long time, even if the Tsing Yi girl said it clearly, he didn't have relevant memories. Just when Zhao Jiaren didn't know how to answer, he heard the top girl on the boat say softly: "Qing'er, your guest is here." Even if you want to listen to your guests play the piano. It shouldn't be said either. ”

"Yes. Girl. The girl in Tsing Yi bowed her head and replied.

"Zhao Gongzi. Now that you're on the boat, why don't you play the piano? The top girl has a soft speech and a calm attitude.

Zhao Jiaren was originally here to relax, and when someone invited him, he also got up freely and walked to the piano case and sat down cross-legged. The guqin had been tuned, and Zhao Jiaren stroked the strings and played the romance of love that he was most familiar with.

Places such as the Song Dynasty painting boat are also elegant places, if you want to play music, there are musical instruments. If you are not familiar with the instrument, you can also sing the lyrics, and you can be accompanied by your own sister paper music. In addition to the lack of electricity, the level is probably beyond the heyday of heaven and earth. The top girl on the painting boat is completely different from the kind of girl who can come to Hu after paying the money. Even if there is the joy of pillows, in Xu Zhimo's poems, it is called getting up together to watch the sunrise.

In such places, modern Cantonese songs are obscene songs, and Mandarin songs are Beihu Zhiyin. This is the experience that Zhao Jiaren has learned after paying a terrible price.

In this era, we pay attention to 'happiness but not lewdness, sorrow but not sadness'. The only way to survive this style of landscape painting was to rely on the broken chords of modern music based on the twelve equal temperaments. The romance of love is undoubtedly very appropriate. The rhythm is soft and bright, and the mood is full and subtle.

After playing a song, a boatload of people didn't know how to evaluate it. The top girl knew that she should say something very decent at this time, but she couldn't evaluate it at all for a while. Anyway, she is well-informed, and the top girl is also calm, and she poured a cup of tea for Zhao Jiaren first, and the sister paper organized the language, and when Zhao Jiaren drank the tea, the top girl praised "This song is concise and concise, and the aftertaste is endless." I don't know if Zhao Gongzi can play another song. ”

In the Southern Song Dynasty, there was no electricity, but there was entertainment. Zhao Jiaren's fun is only music. In the previous life, Zhao Jiaren didn't know the drastic changes of the times, and when he ate the offerings given to the Zhao clan by the imperial court, he also worked hard in music when he studied hard for 20 years. He didn't say much, and Fuqin played another guitar adaptation.

The piece has a stronger sense of rhythm and a much more complex breakdown of chords. After playing the song, the top girl didn't speak, and Sima Kao couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect Brother Zhao's piano skills to be so good, and they are no less than medical skills." ”

At the mention of medical skills, Zhao Jiaren's originally relaxed mood became depressed again. He didn't want to get into trouble, thinking that after saving the blacksmith who burned his nose and mouth by inhaling hot air, he would be able to save people. However, burns require a lot of follow-up treatment, if they can't keep up with the sequence. The master blacksmith will probably die of dehydration and lack of nutrition. Suffocation after a burn is a supreme mercy in comparison.

Zhao Jiaren could only ask Blacksmith Zhou to create a hollow silver needle, a silver infusion tube and a copper infusion set, prepare a salty glucose solution, and give the blacksmith master an infusion for several days. Fortunately, it was already late autumn at this time, and the blacksmith was only burned on his respiratory tract and mouth, and there was no bacterial infection.

The daughter of the master blacksmith also served her father. Zhao Jiaren asked the girl to practice needle prick with oranges, and practiced thousands of times in six or seven days, and the girl could barely give needles to the blacksmith master.

Yesterday, the adhesion has been treated with prevention and treatment, and the blacksmith's oral edema began to improve, and he was barely able to pour some water into it with a tube. Zhao Jiaren immediately picked up, said goodbye to the grateful blacksmith Zhou, and prepared to leave Gusu and go to Lin'an.

However, Zhao Jiaren was uneasy in his heart, he went to medical school in the United States, even if the United States does not pay attention to revolutionary humanitarianism to save lives and help the wounded, the professional ethics of the doctors themselves have inexplicable constraints on Zhao Jiaren. If Zhao Jiaren took care of it personally, the survival rate of the blacksmith master would naturally increase a lot. But from other perspectives, Zhao Jiaren, as a stranger, inevitably does too much. Enough is the protection of Zhao Jiaren. For his own sake, Zhao Jiaren had to choose to leave decisively.

But a doctor is a doctor after all, and it is normal to have a sense of obligation to patients. Thinking of the result after he left, Zhao Jiaren inevitably felt like a deserter.

But after all, he has experienced life and death, and Zhao Jiaren knows that the world never revolves around a certain person. He squeezed out a smile, "Visiting relatives and practicing medicine is all a stump." In order to reconcile the mood and do things well. Brother Sima, I waited for the imperial examination to do things for the imperial court. These stubs, just have fun. ”

Sima Kao didn't expect Zhao Jiaren to sing on a high note, although he didn't know what it was for, he also felt that Zhao Jiaren was in a bad mood. Looking back on the past few days of getting along, Sima Kao is unpredictable to Zhao Jiaren. This young jinshi was decisive, but not arrogant. There is a sense of caution and fear.

Is this the case if you have such a talent? Sima Kao didn't ask, he raised his glass and smiled: "At such a time, we must have fun." After drinking this cup, I sang Li Taibai's "Will Enter the Wine"! ”

This is a place to have fun, and the girls should raise their glasses first. The purpose of coming here is to forget the troubles, and Zhao Jiaren has no intention of pretending to be different. He picked up the wine glass, and the girl in Tsing Yi immediately poured him wine, and the boatload of people resumed laughter and laughter.

The painting boat is not only in Taihu Lake, but also the singing and dancing of the painting boat on the West Lake is all night long. Even if he didn't reach the level of the Smurfs, Ding Daquan, who had a blue face, sat in the Taishi chair of the painting boat, and said to a handsome man with a square face next to him: "Yuanzhi, you may have made meritorious achievements when you went out to Fuzhou Zhizhou this time?" ”

Xu Yuanzhi, the governor of Fuzhou, lowered his head and replied cautiously: "Xianggong, I should do my best." However, if there are any shortcomings, please advise you. ”

The Smurf-like Ding Da smiled all over the place, but this smile made his face look a little more intimidating, "Jia Yidao wrote to me to recommend someone. He was a native of Fujian and was said to be good at building canals. Hmph, Jia Rudao's sister is the concubine of the official family, and I can't refute his face. You have to make good use of this person. ”

There were many doubts in his heart, but Xu Yuanzhi didn't say much, he replied respectfully: "It's all up to the minister's orders." I will not let my husband down. ”

The drizzle outside the window is like silk, and there is not much difference between the autumn rain in Lin'an and the autumn rain in Gusu. There was laughter and laughter in the painting boat on the West Lake. However, there was an old man carrying firewood who picked up a load of firewood and walked by the lake, and he heard the old man sing loudly: Outside the mountain, Qingshan Building, Outside the building, when will the West Lake sing and dance? The warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and makes Hangzhou Bianzhou.