Chapter 110: Water Stream
water stream,
Lin Lin among them,
The light mist, like a fairyland, is a rare piece of pure land in the palace.
Away from the world, retreat.
Previously, Ying'er complied with the words of the businessman
After leading the little prince to the water stream,
Bai Yan saw his brilliance inside, and his heart was naturally very happy, so he only put down everything in his hand and strode outward.
"Hua'er misses her father?"
As soon as Bai Yan arrived in front of Ying'er, he only knelt down on one knee and took Qihua from Ying'er's hand, and pinched Qihua's tender face and asked.
After Ying'er bowed to herself, she habitually returned to the Feng Hall alone.
"Father, Hua'er wants to hug you!" Qihua innocently opened his arms towards Bai Yan to ask for a hug.
Bai Yan lowered his head obliquely, looked at the little cutie in front of him with relief in his eyes, picked up Qihua Yiyan without saying a word, and then walked around casually in the water stream.
"Father, what is this?" Qi Hua straightened up, pointed to a pile of medicinal herbs on the medicine shelf, and asked on his back.
"This is called Angelica!" Bai Yan took out one hand, picked up an umbrella from the shelf, and patiently said to him.
"Father, Father, what is this?" Qihua arched his body again, lowered his body and pointed to the stone tools placed on the small table next to the medicine shelf and asked.
"This one is called Yaojiao." As Bai Yan spoke, he took the opportunity to put it on the low stool in front of the table, and he also sat aside.
Bai Yan saw Qihua holding his head with his hands and looking at the medicine without moving, so he asked earnestly, "Hua'er wants to learn?"
"Yes!" Qi Huaran stepped forward and replied.
"But...... Hua'er is the prince of Ye Kingdom, and he should learn how to be a ruler. Bai Yan was overjoyed for a while, and then he was so worried.
"Father...... If Hua'er wants to learn, you can teach Hua'er......" Qihua only pouted, pulling the corner of Bai Yan's clothes and ignoring Lai Pi said.
"Okay, then I'll teach you, if you want to, it doesn't hurt." Bai Yan wanted to teach, and he also wanted to learn, so he couldn't hold back, comforting himself with kind words in his heart, and agreeing at the same time.
"Father, what is this medicine used for?" Qihua raised his fleshy little hand and moved the medicine spoon left and right on the table, and wondered.
"That's right, let's start with this medicine pot today...... Bai Yan turned to Qihua's side, raised his hand to brush the hair on Qihua's head that had not yet grown, and said lovingly, "The medicine is used for mashing medicinal herbs or peeling them. ”
Bai Yan casually took a porcelain basin that was very similar to the medicine pot, which seemed to be only slightly smaller and slightly more delicate than the medicine pot, and pointed to this thing and taught, "This is a medicine mortar, this is mostly made of copper, stone or wood, as for the ...... Ya's porcelain medicine mortar is roughly the best among the clouds. ”
Qihua seemed to understand whether he understood it or not, but fortunately, he also knew the truth of asking shamelessly in his heart, so he just kept shaking his little head and said, "Father, Hua'er doesn't understand." ”
Bai Yan looked at Qihua's serious and confused appearance, but felt very cute in his heart, and couldn't help but be amused and lowered his head and smiled, "Hua'er is not in a hurry, let's take our time," and then turned around and took out a few ginseng whiskers from the medicine shelf on the side, put them in it, and looked at Qihua while pounding and said, "There is a medicine poem: the ghost bird seems to want to mock the disease, so learn the sound of medicine in the Zen room,"
Bai Yan was considerate of Qihua's young age and needed to think slowly, so he paused halfway through the sentence before he added, "There is also this poem with a small preface: there is this bird in the fog, and the song is clear, just like a pestle." ”