When Zhang Weizhao first came, he volunteered to help cook in the kitchen. As a result, I was busy for a long time, and the firewood was not burned. Fortunately, she learned quite quickly, and the cook Han Pozi taught her twice about chopping wood and lighting the fire. After the meeting, her cooking skills suddenly soared, although she didn't need to cook every day, but the food she made was even better than the cook's, and there were many tricks that people couldn't call out.

Taoist priests are mainly pure cultivators, and they cannot be greedy for appetite. But eating shallot tofu and mushroom bamboo shoots that are much more delicious than usual, Zhang Rongkun is still very relieved.

In fact, Zhang Weizhao would have been able to cook for a long time. When I was studying abroad, I was really tired of eating hamburgers and fries, so I thought of ways to make Chinese food for myself.

Zhang Weizhao lives in a place where there are many Chinese students, and there is an Asian supermarket nearby, Zhang Weizhao often goes to the place to sweep the goods, and comes back to learn from the recipes. Over time, she has practiced good cooking skills, and the surrounding classmates often ask her for feeding with ingredients.

Just chopping wood, lighting fires, and cooking with earthen stoves and iron pots is really beyond her previous experience, but fortunately, it is not difficult to learn these, and she soon mastered this technique.

Mr. Zhang's approach to emotions is as simple and straightforward as his style of medicine. If you're not happy, then go out and have fun.

On the fifteenth day of the lunar month, Zhang Rongkun took Zhang Weizhao to the Baiyun Temple in the west of the city to see his peers playing Ping'an Jiao. Baiyun Temple was built in the Tang Dynasty, burned down several times, and rebuilt several times. The most recent renovation and expansion was more than 20 years ago, during the reign of the first emperor. This view covers a very wide area, the eaves of the green sky, the pavilions are staggered, the style is extraordinary, and the tranquility of the mystical view is very different.

The ritual is carried out in the Jade Emperor Hall, the main hall of the White Cloud Temple. Zhang Rongkun's master and apprentice stood under the corridor with everyone to watch the ceremony.

The Jade Emperor in the center, painted gold, and the weather is solemn. Colorful flags are raised all around.

Beneath the statue of the god lay a long bill. The offerings are listed on the bill, the incense candles are all ready, and under the incense candles are displayed charms written in cinnabar, and the charms are pressed with gold and silver coins and copper coins wrapped in five-colored silk threads.

Under the altar, there is an old Taoist priest wearing a red robe, standing in the center, and two middle-aged Taoist priests next to him, both wearing cyan robes.

Now Zhang Weizhao already knows that when Taoist priests do things, the color of the vestment must be determined according to the grade, and they cannot be worn indiscriminately.

As soon as the auspicious time comes, they begin to pray for blessings and auspiciousness. The mage in the center reads at the beginning: "The family is Kangtai, the family and the country are peaceful, the time and the years are small, the house is Kangning, the teacher continues to be wise, and the Tao is clear." ”

The mage on the left continued: "The throne is in the Golden Palace, and the glow is shining on the Jade Xuan." Wanzhen Dynasty Emperor, flying in the clouds. ”

The mage on the right continued: "Walk towards Jinque and fly to Yujing. There were loud voices outside the sky, and they were all silent. ”

The Taoists on both sides of the three of them said in unison: "The bells and drums are ringing throughout the sky, and the ten directions are clear. ”

For a while, the cymbals sounded in unison, and the fairy music was great. The three mages greeted the gods in the hall, prayed for blessings, burned talismans, and inserted incense, the movements were like dances, and the robes fluttered freely, but they were also lively and beautiful.

Zhang Weizhao took the time to pull Zhang Rongkun's sleeve and asked, "Master, will you do this?" ”

Zhang Rongkun clipped his hands and did not move, only snorting with his nostrils to express his attitude. Zhang Wei Zhaoxin said: "Dare you to love that you are not proficient in the most basic business of being a Taoist?" He snickered for a long time.

After reading the ritual, the master and apprentice went around the temple fair near Baiyun Temple for a long time. Every time he went to a stall, Zhang Weizhao buried his head in looking at things, Zhang Rongkun stood straight by the stall, looking at the sky at forty-five degrees, seeing that Zhang Weizhao had almost picked it, he walked forward, and when Zhang Weizhao saw another interesting stall stop, he also stopped and continued to stand by the stall.

There was a tall old Taoist priest standing on the side coldly, but no stall owner dared to dominate Zhang Weizhao, a rookie who was still very unfamiliar with ancient prices.

No matter what Zhang Weizhao watched, how long he watched, whether he bought it or not, Zhang Rongkun never expressed impatience. Although he didn't speak, Zhang Weizhao could feel that his heart was very stable and he was always by her side.

Walking and walking, Zhang Weizhao suddenly understood why Master, who couldn't come out of the laboratory as long as he didn't go to the clinic, suddenly wanted to go to see Ping'an Jiao and visit the temple fair today.

Zhang Weizhao felt very warm in his heart.

Although he still misses his family and friends in his previous life, Zhang Weizhao feels that he has come out of his low mood.

Not because of the rituals and the excitement of the temple fair, but because she felt that although she came to this world like a lonely ghost, she was not alone now, and Master had become her relative in this life.

From a psychological point of view, people need to be linked. Feelings of happiness and joy come from a qualitative connection to the world and to others. And there is such a quality link between her and Master.

By the time they returned to the banknote alley, it was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Because of the upright winter, the sky has been darkened. The master and apprentice went out early in the morning, and they were already a little tired at this time, leaning against the car wall and closing their eyes to recuperate.

The ox cart had just walked into the banknote alley not far away, but it suddenly stopped. A voice outside said anxiously, "May I ask if Zhang Rongkun is in the car?" ”

"What's the matter?" Zhang Weizhao, who was sitting by the door, lifted the curtain and asked, and saw a young man with a panicked face grabbing the wheel of the car and looking into the car.

The young man saw an imposing old Taoist priest sitting in the car, although he had never met him, he also guessed the identity of this person, took two steps back, and slammed it to the ground: "Please save my mother and child!" ”

Here, Zhang Weizhao and Zhang Rongkun had already got out of the car neatly, Zhang Rongkun pulled the man up and asked, "But it's difficult to give birth?" ”

The man nodded desperately.

Zhang Rongkun turned back to Zhang Weizhao and said, "Go and get my medicine box!" Zhang Weizhao rushed away.

Zhang Rongkun asked the man again: "Where do you live?" What's the name? ”

The man hurriedly reported his home, his surname was Liang, his family lived in Shijia Hutong in the east of the city, and he was famous. My father was the head of the Ministry of Rites.

The head of the Ministry of Rites is the sixth product. Zhengliupin is slightly higher than Zhixian and slightly lower than Zhizhou. If you put it in a place, you can become a character with a head and a face, but it is very ordinary in the city of Beijing.

Although his father's official position is ordinary, Liang Ju's family should still have some family background, and he came to invite people in his own carriage. He hurriedly paid for the ox cart for Zhang Rongkun, and when Zhang Weizhao brought the medicine box, he immediately invited the master and apprentice to get into his carriage.

The carriage galloped east of the city. The driver kept shouting along the way, reminding pedestrians on both sides to avoid. Although it was the middle of winter, Liang Juren continued to wipe his sweat along the way, obviously extremely anxious in his heart.

When he arrived at the gate of Liang's house, Liang Juren jumped out of the carriage with a puff, and almost fell, but he didn't care about these at all, and turned around to help Zhang Rongkun. Where did Zhang Rongkun use him to help, he came down more neatly than him. Then Zhang Weizhao also jumped down, and the three of them hurriedly rushed into the gate, entered the front yard, walked through the atrium, and entered the back yard.

The Liang family is the courtyard of Sanjin. The young couple lives in the east wing of the backyard.

When I entered the backyard, I saw a couple in their fifties, who were in a hurry in the yard. There were two chairs under the porch of the main room, and the maid and woman stood on either side, but neither of the husband and wife had the heart to sit down.

A young daughter-in-law in her twenties came out of the east chamber and said to the old couple in the courtyard: "The child's leg has come down, but the birth canal is not fully opened. It's a boy. My mother-in-law asked me to ask, whether to protect the child or the adult, please hurry up and get an idea. If it's too late, you may not be able to save it. ”

As soon as Mrs. Liang heard this, she walked up to the daughter-in-law in two steps: "Protect the child!" But how can anyone who is a wife and a mother watch their children die? It is definitely necessary to protect the child first. ”

Director Liang didn't speak on the side, but he didn't stop him, and obviously agreed with his wife's decision.

The daughter-in-law blessed herself and turned back to the house.

Liang Juren flew from the atrium to the backyard at this time, and shouted in his mouth: "Mother! Father! I asked the miracle doctor to come over, and Amei and the child were saved! ”

Mrs. Liang grabbed her son's hand: "I know you're worried about Amei." But now it's like this, it's too late to take any medicine or needle, and the eldest grandson of the Liang family must be saved! ”

Liang Juren's eyes wept: "Mother, Amei, Amei...... We can still have ...... in the future" is obviously more interested in protecting adults.

When Mrs. Liang heard this, she was furious, and she didn't care that outsiders were there, and loudly reprimanded her son: "You only know that your children are long, so you don't care about the incense of the Liang family?" This is the grandson of the Liang family! You have a meritorious reputation, but you are afraid that you will not be able to marry a good woman in the future? ”

At this time, the midwife's daughter-in-law opened the cotton door curtain and came out again, and said to everyone in the courtyard: "The child's arm has also come down." But the head got stuck in the pelvis and couldn't get down. If there is a perfect way, please let me know immediately. If not, please get an idea. It's going to be too late, and my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can't afford this responsibility. ”

Mrs. Liang said to the daughter-in-law who delivered the baby, "I want a child!" Bring me my grandson next! ”

The daughter-in-law turned around and was about to go in, Zhang Weizhao stepped forward a few steps and said, "Since you have already arrived here, let me go in first to have a look." ”

Mrs. Liang looked at Zhang Weizhao who was wearing a Taoist uniform in shock and irritability.

Zhang Weizhao hurriedly identified himself: "I am a woman." My master was guiding me outside the house, and I went in and followed Master's instructions. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Master.

In the year that Zhang Weizhao followed Zhang Rongkun to practice medicine, he also encountered cases of too long childbirth, maternal detachment, or puerperal fever, but he has not delivered a fetus with reverse delivery. But human lives are at stake, and in any case, we must see if there is any turnaround.

Zhang Rongkun nodded to Zhang Weizhao. Zhang Rongkun and Zhang Weizhao are not people who are afraid of things, no matter what, they should do their best to obey the destiny of heaven.

Mrs. Liang wanted to say something, but Liang Juren broke away from her mother's hand and suddenly knelt down to the master and apprentice: "Please save my mother's life!" ”

Zhang Weizhao pushed the door into the east wing, walked a few steps to the inner room, opened the curtain and went in, and came to the mother's bed. The first old woman under the bed, seeing Zhang Weizhao coming in, silently gave way to the side. On the side of the bed stood a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, looking at Zhang Weizhao with a sad expression.