Chang Qianfo had heard Yang Ping mention it before.

It is said that a medicinal herb merchant whose ancestral home is Changzhou, I don't know where to get the news, and before the outbreak of the plague, he hoarded a large number of skullcap magnolia and other medicines, intending to take advantage of the chaos to make a fortune.

As a result, his niece was a warm-hearted and kind person, and he was stunned to force the merchant to sell ten carts of medicinal materials to Huairentang at a low price.

Because of this, the uncle and nephew offended Tan Lang and temporarily lived in Huairentang for refuge.

Yin said: "Let Xuanyuan go to Tan's house for a trip, it's not a matter to avoid it like this." ”

Jiang Fan said: "Xuanyuan is Uncle Liang's deputy guard, let him go, isn't it too much to give Tan Lang that face?" ”

Chang Qianfo said: "It's not to give her face, it's to give this young lady face." Be generous with great gifts. ”

As he spoke, he continued to bury his head in the accounts, and said, "Observe and observe, if this young lady is not a person with crooked intentions, I will try to keep her." This talent is high and can be a big responsibility. ”

That's a pretty high evaluation.

Jiang Fan said: "What if people are bent on going? You've got to give me a condition. ”

Chang Qianfo paused for a moment and said: "As long as it's not too outrageous, the salary can be high." If she asks for anything else, she does her best to accommodate her. ”

Only then did Jiang Fan know that he was serious.

Chang Qianfo loves talents, he knows this very well, but he has never even seen anyone and offered such a condition, and it is the first time he has seen it.

Jiang Fan secretly wondered, is Mr. Zhao old and wants to find someone to take over? But he still has so many apprentices, why is a thousand Buddhas so blue-eyed for a little girl.

Then he smiled and said: "You are the owner, you have the final say." I heard that the young lady was very beautiful and fairy-like. ”

Chang Qianfo heard the ridicule in his words and smiled.

Everyone naturally knew that it was a joke, Chang Qianfo had a net worth like this, what kind of beautiful woman could not be found.

Fu Xiu hesitated: "Miss Nian seems to be absent from the account room, and wants to follow Aunt Zhang to learn medical skills......

Chang Qianfo smiled: "That's okay. ”

Without taking his eyes off the ledger, he continued: "Those who are capable are not limited to what position they are. If Aunt Zhang is willing to accept it, let her study medicine, so that she can do good deeds from her heart. ”

Liu Zuyi could see that the prince really appreciated Xiao Nian, and he wanted to leave people behind no matter what.

It's hard to say, Xiao Nian will be his top boss in the future.

But you have to provide for her.

The men were ordered to disperse.

Chang Qianfo read the Huimai case, and had no clue, so he got up and went to the front hall to find Chang Huaijin.

Passing by the literature hall, I heard the sound of childish reading inside, and I thought which hard-working little doll took the time to warm the book.

The childish voice entered the ears, and the noisy emotions were all gone, and the clarity was transparent.

Chang Qianfo stopped and listened for a while, and after listening to the sound of reading, a slightly louder boy's voice said:

"Xiaojing, did you copy this "Three Character Classic"? But it's not like your handwriting, which is chubby. ”

The little girl replied crisply: "The grid is too narrow, so I will write a little thinner."

You don't know, do you? I can write a lot of words. My mother said that my words were like clouds floating everywhere in the sky, one moment in this shape, and the other in that shape, gurgling, almost her to death......"

Several children laughed.

Chang Qianfo's heart sank, as if he had suddenly opened a certain key, and his mind became unusually clear.

Turning around and running back to the council room, he found the account book, took out the brocade bag from his bosom, took out the bookmark, and looked at it again.

The bookmark was given to him by Mu Dianke. The book is engraved with the words in the Four Things:

The rain lives in the clouds, and the water falls into the sky.

The words are stretched and atmospheric, close to the chapter on the ledger.

It's just a line and a grass, and I can't find any connection in the end, and the charm between the lines is also different.

The heart was suddenly lost, standing by the window for a long time, the spring flowers and summer trees in front of the hall were lush and flourishing, and there was an indescribable emotion in the heart that climbed up, like a wisp of spider webs, wrapping the heart.

Is it really because he misses Dianke too much?

He thought gloomily to himself.

Lin Siyuan and Lin Yi, one went to the snow mountain, the other went to the swamp, both of them did not return from collecting medicine, and everything in the elixir valley was waiting for Chang Huaijin to cook.

The aunt and nephew had seen and spoken, and Chang Huaijin's mother and son set off back to the Elixir Valley that day. Lin Xing left several ancient books and his own hand-copied notes for Chang Qianfo to refer to.

Before leaving, he was even more reluctant, and said: "It's all because my aunt is not good at learning, she has been focusing on pharmacology all these years, and she has no experience in treating the plague, otherwise she can help you......"

Saying that, Chang Jili scolded: "Your second uncle is really, he is old, his family is not one, he is unkempt all day long, he doesn't know where to fool around, and he was not there when he was asked to contribute." ”

Chang Qianfo smiled: "I have asked people to find it, the eldest aunt is not angry." ”

sent Chang Huaijin away, fell asleep for a while, and then set off for the epidemic area.

I saw that under the low canopy, there were small temporary sheds everywhere, which were blown by the strong wind and crooked their foundations, and they were swaying to chase after them. Because it had just rained, the water on the ground became a pool, and the muddy water flowed wildly.

Some of the patients were still able to moan, while others were unconscious, their eyes closed, revealing their defeat.

There is also the new deceased, and the family stays by and cries non-stop.

A miserable picture of the world.

Chang Qianfo was silent for a long time.

Li Zhe patted him on the shoulder and only sighed.

As a healer, when you see such a situation, your heart must be like a puncture, and any words of comfort will lose your power.

The doctors of Huairentang were covered with a thick cloth soaked in potion on their faces, and they were taking the pulse one by one in a group of serious cases, applying needles, and feeding water and medicine.

A doctor didn't stand firm when he got up, and he fell straight down.

Everyone carried the doctor into the medicine shed and checked his pulse, but he had already been infected with the plague and had reached a moderate illness, and I don't know how he had survived for so long.

Chang Qianfo walked over, squatted down in his robe, and personally treated the doctor. In a hurry, he didn't wait for the medicine to come, and pressed the doctor's chest and abdomen with his fingers to disperse the stagnation and heat poison in his body. He also performed needles to replenish qi, cut the skin of the upper armpits of the ears and neck, and bleed to disperse the poison of the original.

You must know how dense the blood vessels in the upper neck are, and if you are not careful, you will die of blood loss.

Several doctors watched in horror. But seeing that Chang Qianfo's expression was as fixed and his fingers were steady, he didn't dare to say anything about it.

The doctor woke up slowly.

Someone whispered to Li Zhe: "Who is this person?" ”

Li Zhe didn't want to cause too much movement and distract everyone, so he didn't reveal the identity of Chang Qianfo, but said: "The doctor from Luoyang." ”

The man suddenly said: "It's from Luoyang, it's so powerful." ”

Chang Qianfo had already gotten up to check on the next patient.

It didn't go away all day.

In the evening, Chang Qianfo returned to Huairen Hall, and his heart was depressed, which was difficult to express. Bathing and changing into dry clothes, sitting cross-legged on the felt cushion for a long time, wet hair dripping, silently reciting a short scripture, the depression in his chest gradually dissipated.