Fu Xiu didn't seem to understand, and was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Which son?" ”

Li Zhe smiled: "You're stupid, aren't you?" And which son, the one from Luoyang. ”

Before he finished speaking, Fu Xiu walked out, and Li Zhe shouted, "Hey, I haven't finished talking yet." ”

I wasn't in a hurry, I paced slowly and followed.

Sure enough, Fu Xiu ran forward for a while and then hurriedly turned back, his eyes shining, obviously excited, and asked, "Where is the prince?" ”

Li Zhe smiled and pointed: "The main hall." ”

Unlike Jiang Fan and Li Zhe, who grew up in Changjiabao, Fu Xiu grew up in the Kindergarten in Chuzhou. At the age of twelve, he was selected by the master of the medical hall and was able to enter the Huairen Hall to study.

Later, he learned that the various pharmacies in Changjiabao actually did not like to accept apprentices other than their children. Only for those children with outstanding talents, will there be exceptions.

Fu Xiu is very talented, but he is not the one with the best talent.

For example, Wang Yuan and Li Zhihuan of Jiankang Gu'an Hall, Zhen Yueyin of Yangzhou Shangyi Hall, and Jiang Xiaoye of Gusu Chongde Hall, several masters are full of praise every time they mention it, thinking that these people are people who can be on their own in the future and even hope to enter Changjiabao Herb Hall.

But all these geniuses, boys and girls who are not hesitant to praise are overshadowed by the aura of one person.

This person is the future master of Changjiabao, the son of Chang Qianfo.

Jiang Yue once gave practical lessons to his apprentices, and there was a lesson in which he mentioned that Chang Qianfo was eleven years old and operated by himself to remove evil eggs for a person with long-term abdominal pain.

Everyone was stunned.

But Jiang Yue's attitude was very ordinary. He only told them about Chang Qianfo's methods at that time, and there was no praise for it, as if it was not such a great thing.

And when Fu Xiu was sixteen years old, he was finally able to complete the operation alone. Jiang Yue's excitement made Fu Xiu feel that he had done the greatest thing since the beginning of the world.

That's the difference.

At this point, Fu Xiu understood that Chang Qian Buddha was different from them.

He is like the sun that rises high, and it should shine brightly, and it should overshadow the light of all candles.

These so-called people with superior qualifications can shine among ordinary people. You can burn and chase hard, and let your brilliance burst out more brilliantly, but it can never cover the brilliance of the sun.

There will often be comparisons between the disciples of the school, but none of them will compare with Chang Qianfo.

There is a kind of person who is born as a big tree seed, which falls in the fertile soil to take root and sprout, receive sunshine and rain and dew, until the branches are lush and the tree is towering.

Chang Qianfo is such a person.

It is Fu Xiu's yearning for the mountains. It's someone who has been longing to see each other but hasn't been able to do so.

Voices could be heard from afar.

Fu Xiu quickened his pace, walked through the boulevard, bypassed the rockery, and turned the thick shade of flowers and trees.

Then I saw Jiang Yue and Wang Lianchen, the three deputy heads of Huairentang, Li Jinshan, Yang Ping, and more than a dozen managers of each house and each garden who were currently in Chuzhou, all surrounded by a young man in a silver brocade robe.

The man was about twenty years old, tall and straight, with a handsome face and graceful bearing, walking between a group of masters and stewards who had been precipitated by the consul for many years at the helm, whether majestic or thick, and his aura was not suppressed for a minute.

Walking slowly with a negative hand, it gives people a sense of calmness and heaviness that does not match their age.

The deputy head Yang Ping was slightly shorter, and he followed behind the man half a step slowly, and was looking up to say something to him.

The man frowned and listened attentively, thoughtfully, and his complexion was quite solemn.

Fu Xiu once asked Jiang Fan curiously, what kind of person is Gongzi.

Jiang Fan replied:

Gongye, you look at him very gently, but you don't dare to despise him in the slightest. It looks clean and thorough, and then I can't see the bottom of it...... It's not as unpredictable as the old lady, but you just don't know him, but it's not completely ignorant of it......

In short, when you see such a person, you will know that it is him.

When Jiang Fan said this, his expression was very proud.

At this moment, Fu Xiu saw Chang Qianfo who was hugged by everyone, and he understood in his heart.

The prince who is admired by many apprentices in Changjiabao is like a cold day in Sanjiu, the round of unarrogant and impatient tomorrow that rises at the beginning of the snow and rain.

Not humble or arrogant, radiant.

There is also a person behind the son, with a strong bones and a warm face, looking at the attitude of several housekeepers, they should have a high status, but they don't know who it is.

Jiang Yue beckoned to Fu Xiu, and Fu Xiu hurriedly trotted a few steps forward.

Chang Qianfo raised his head, although his face was still calm, his eyes were gentle.

Jiang Yue said: "This is the Fu Xiu I mentioned to my son. ”

And the hearts of the people understood.

In this kind of reporting on major events, the various branch offices do not participate. Jiang Yue deliberately called Fu Xiu over, obviously looking down on him.

As long as you show your face in front of your son and get appreciation, the road to ascension will be smooth in the future.

At that moment, everyone's eyes when they looked at Fu Xiu changed.

Chang Qianfo naturally understood Jiang Yue's intentions. According to Chang Jihai's meaning, he wanted Jiang Yue to step down and Jiang Fan to take his place.

After all, Jiang Fan is also capable and knows the roots.

Jiang Yue proposed several times that Jiang Fan was more than honest and talented, and he could be a good assistant, but he couldn't be alone.

He also repeatedly mentioned Fu Xiu in his letters and praised him endlessly.

At that moment, Chang Qianfo looked at Fu Xiu and said with a smile: "I have heard the name of a gentleman many times, but I can't see him, but I am fortunate today." ”

Fu Xiu suppressed the excitement in his heart and saluted: "I've seen the son." The name of the son, Xiu is also like a thunderbolt in the ear. ”

Chang Qianfo tilted his head slightly and said, "This is Steward Ling." ”

Fu Xiu greeted Ling Fu again.

Chang Qianfo said: "Uncle Yang, please continue." He nodded at Fu Xiu and said, "You can follow along." ”

Fu Xiu was happy and let him listen to the discussion, which showed that Chang Qianfo's impression of him was extremely good.

Lowered his hand and retreated behind Jiang Yue.

Yang Ping continued: "In the epidemic area on the east side of Songlang Street alone, the death toll was as high as 128 yesterday, and the number is only expected to increase today.

Doctor Yan has adjusted the prescription five times. It's really that the symptoms of this epidemic are too complicated, and they change several times a day. What comes out in the morning doesn't work in the evening...... And only for a small number of people.

The most frightening thing is that the disease is spreading faster and faster, and once infected, it can worsen and die within a day. There were thousands of new patients in the severely affected area of Linghua Street yesterday, and most of them were incurable......"

Chang Qianfo's sword frowned: "It's so serious? Is there a way to prevent the disease? ”

Yang Ping was silent.

Jiang Yue said: "Out is out, but there are too many people infected at the moment, and there is a shortage of manpower in all houses and gardens."

Some apprentices who have not yet graduated have used it, but it is still not enough.

The medicine store temporarily recruited manpower for urgent training, and yesterday added 200 furnaces, and today another 180 furnaces were added, which is still just a drop in the bucket...... I can't spare my hands to make preventive medicines.

And there is a taste of agate blood in that recipe, not to mention the expensive medicine, and the medicinal properties are also unstable. is a disciple of the medicine furnace, and if he is not proficient in business, it is difficult to control the heat.

Even if the medicine was sent to the people to take it back and fry it themselves, the effect was minimal. ”

He said with some embarrassment: "If you let the medicine house and the cooked medicine center concentrate on decocting the preventive decoction, not only will it cost a lot of money, but those who are infected can only wait for death......