The Zhumen of the Nanxiang Warm Pavilion opened lightly, and the young man with the medicine box on his back walked in. There was a young woman sitting in the room, with apricot eyes and willow eyebrows, a pair of eyes that seemed to be rippling with water, and the woman in a goose-yellow shirt was even more charming. The girl with smoke used to be the Oiran of the Drunken Immortal Building, and she could dance in the city with water sleeves, until a man named Xingyan lived in the North Chamber.

If there is no form, this woman should be the focus of everyone at this time, the young man thought to himself.

Hanyan saw the young man walk in, his dim eyes suddenly brightened, the young man put down the medicine box, her eyes still scanned the door, and finally no one came in, and couldn't help asking, "Didn't your master come?" ”

The boy shook his head, and the woman's eyes darkened again.

The boy seemed to have gotten used to it, and opened the medicine box to check his pulse. Ban Yan said: "Sister Han's illness is no longer serious, just follow the prescription to take medicine." ”

The woman suddenly became excited, grabbed the young man's hand tightly and asked loudly, "If your master is not here, will you not come again?" ”

The boy still bowed his head and remained silent, nor did he break free. Hanyan also seemed to realize his gaffe, let go of his hand, and muttered, "I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" The whole person sat down on the soft collapse.

The young man put away the medicine box, took two steps back, and said respectfully: "If Sister Han has any discomfort, send someone to Caolu to inform you, and I will come to see you." ”

The young man turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped again and said, "It's not that the family teacher is unwilling to diagnose Sister Han's pulse, it's just that the family teacher's time is running out, and he wants to do something he wants to do according to his heart." Then he turned and left.

Hanyan froze, and didn't come back to his senses until the boy had already walked away, a delicate face buried in the palm of his hand, his body trembled slightly, and he cried. She understands the young man's thoughts about her, and she also understands the young master's attitude towards her, she is just a dusty person, what is he asking for.

"Master" The young man stood respectfully beside the man in black. The man in black nodded and asked, "How?" "As Master expected, Sister Han is no longer in the way."

The man nodded, redirected his gaze to the smoker on the high platform, and said, "Sit down."

The young man sat next to the man, saw the spectators around him scratching their ears and cheeks, and asked, "Is there still no one to understand the song of the smoke-shaped boy?" ”

The man nodded: "Did you hear it all?" ”。

The boy nodded.

"Want to give it a try?" The man pulled out the white jade flute from his waist and handed it to the young man.

The young man's face suddenly turned red, he secretly practiced playing the flute like the master at night, did the master know?

"Yan'er, I haven't found a way to crack it......" the young man had to confess.

The man lowered his head and said a few words in the young man's ear, and the young man's eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't help blurting out: "It's actually ......"

The man put the jade flute on the table, patted the young man on the shoulder: "Do it if you want to......" and got up and walked out.

The young man's face turned even redder, looking at the jade flute in front of him, and then looking up in the direction of the south chamber, would she hear it? ……

"I'm willing to give it a try!" The young man's voice was exceptionally clear, and at this time, it was like a cannon blasting into the crowd. All eyes were on the boy.

There are still people among the princes and nobles who know the young man, and more people are familiar with his master Xie Shenyi, a Caolu Shenyi with a strange temperament, and his medical skills are exquisite and rejuvenated. However, many rich and powerful people did not like him, because his medical fee was surprisingly high, but despite this, there were always countless princes and nobles who took the trouble to step on the threshold of the grass house for his prescription.

Bai Sui had also heard of this strange temperament Xie Divine Doctor, he felt that this Divine Doctor was really too witty, and the scarcity was expensive, so that these princes and nobles were willing to fight and suffer to make money, it was simply wonderful! Later, he also followed the example of this Xie Shen Doctor and set up a rule for the drunken fairy building: the smoker boy only accepts one customer a day, and the one with the highest price wins!

And when it comes to this young man, the impression he gives to others has always been: a well-behaved apprentice next to the divine doctor.

At this time, the door of the south compartment opened a gap at some point.

"I'm willing to give it a try, please play a song with me!" The boy said loudly.

Bai Sui put down the wine jar in his hand and looked at the young man with interest: "Okay! Please—"

The word lingering is so appropriate here. The sound of the young man's flute may be a little jerky, but it fits Bai Sui's piano sound perfectly.

The boy cracked the tune!

Bai Sui looked at the young man silently, the sound of this flute was too familiar, but he couldn't overlap the shadow in his mind with the young man in front of him.

The young man put away the jade flute, looked up at the south chamber, and happened to meet a pair of surprised eyes. That's right, that's how it should be, no longer looking for Master's shadow from me, but really looking at me!

At the end of the ensemble, the young man turned around and wanted to leave, but Song Qi and his party blocked his way, Song Qi, who had just suffered a secret loss, finally found a place to vent, and said arrogantly: "Little divine doctor, do you want to leave if you steal the limelight?" I haven't drunk this wine yet. Everyone saw that the son of the household servant was the first to attack, and the others also coaxed, and the young man was caught in the middle of the crowd, not advancing and retreating, and he was embarrassed.

Xingyan lifted a jar of wine in one hand, walked down from the high platform and said, "Little brother, you won it." ”

The young man politely bowed his hand and said, "I don't drink." He turned around and wanted to leave, but was blocked by Song Qi at the door, and said reluctantly: "What? The cigarette boy invited you to drink, but you didn't drink? Does this despise us? The illogical ridicule was just to embarrass the boy, and others also coaxed.

"Yan'er is a person who practices medicine, and she can't drink alcohol." The woman in the goose yellow shirt walked down the stairs and met everyone's surprised eyes.

Hanyan glanced at the young man, walked straight to Song Qi, and continued with a smile: "Why should Song Gongzi have trouble with a child? ”

Song Qiyi saw that she was a smoke-containing girl from the Drunken Immortal Building, and her arrogance became even more arrogant: "It's strange that the smoke-containing girl who has always been cold can actually speak for a hairy child." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take advantage of others.

The young man suddenly surged into his heart with anger, but he saw Hanyan shaking his head with a wry smile at himself. For a moment, the boy felt as if he had been punched in the heart, and for the first time in his life, he felt that he was so weak and incompetent, that even a woman could not protect him.

Bai Sui, who hadn't spoken for a long time, finally spoke: "Why did Sister Hanyan make the decision for me?" It's a bad break in my rules. Bai Sui frowned, and his tone seemed to be reproachful.

It has only been two years since the boy came to the Drunken Immortal Building, and the generation of Oiran has been renewed, and it has been rumored that the two are incompatible. However, it is the first time that I have taken it seriously in front of so many people today.

The princes and nobles came to be interested, and watched the play between the two people with the mentality that watching gossip is not a big deal, and it is best to fight for life and death to meet their expectations, and they can also talk more after dinner.

Bai Sui opened the folding fan, covering half of his face, and looked at Hanyan with a pair of charming eyes, and Hanyan didn't know how to answer for a while, and his face turned red.

Just when the atmosphere was in awkwardness, the young man said loudly: "I'll just drink!" He looked around indignantly, took the jar from the cigarette in his hand, lifted the lid and poured it.

Hanyan looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, today's Yan'er was something she had never seen before. When he was a child, he was an obedient young master who followed him without a half-heart, and when he met again, he became the little apprentice of the miracle doctor he loved...... However, no matter what his identity is, this young man has always been obedient and gentle in her impression, and he must remember to abide by the Master's teaching that "you can't drink alcohol when practicing medicine". However, at this moment, she saw a stubborn heart under the child's humble appearance.

Bai Sui under the folding fan laughed, and said with added fuel to the fire: "Isn't Sister Hanyan unwell? It's better to get a rest. ”

The spectators pointed and discussed: "The number one beauty in the Drunken Immortal Building today really doesn't let go when she speaks, and the two of them are really incompatible." ”

Hanyan turned around angrily and left, and Song Qi, who had unclean hands and feet on the side, was empty.

A jar of wine was poured down, and the young man's figure was a little unstable, and he took two steps back before he stood firmly. He turned away, and no one stopped him.

Bai Sui also opened a jar of wine, ignoring everyone's gaze, Shi Shiran walked up the stairs back to the north chamber. He was tired of seeing the faces of these people who were entertaining.

The proprietress was afraid of sweeping away the pleasure of the masters, so she hurriedly went up to the high-rise building to save the atmosphere: "Ladies and gentlemen, the piano appreciation party is over." Everyone, don't be impatient, the best is still to come. ”

As soon as the words fell, the drunken smoke building boiled again.

What's the show? Naturally, it is a once-a-day meeting card bid.

The young man walked to the carriage and hesitated to explain to the master that he had drunk, and a deep voice came from the carriage: "Come in." The boy hesitated for a moment, lifted the curtain, and went inside.

Smelling the smell of alcohol on the young man's body, the man frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Drinking?" ”

The young man raised his red eyes and said, "Master, I was wrong......

"Why is it wrong?"

"Master Zu set the rule that those who practice medicine must abstain from alcohol, and I broke my vows after dipping into alcohol."

The man pondered for a moment, then said, "Then do you think you have done something wrong?" ”

The boy didn't expect the master to ask such a question. But before the young man could reply, the man said again: "Yan'er, as a teacher, I hope that you will have your own rules in your heart and be honest with your heart whenever you are. If you feel you're doing the right thing, stick with it and don't have to admit your mistakes to anyone. ”

The boy looked up at the master in surprise.

"The reason why Master Zu set the rule of prohibiting alcohol is because people who practice medicine must be sober-minded in order to be stable and accurate. Tomorrow you won't have to go to the doctor, just get some rest. ”

"Yes, Yan'er knows." The boy nodded.

After being silent for a long time, the man slowly spoke again: "Yan'er, for the teacher, I hope you can live as you like, not as the teacher wants you to be." You don't have to carry such a heavy burden......" Doctor Xie patted the young man's shoulder earnestly, and he felt the young man's shoulder tremble slightly obviously.

How long has it been since the usually taciturn Master has said so much to himself......

The man rubbed his temples hard, and sure enough, his body was getting worse and worse, and he only hoped that Yan'er could find his way to go in the future, after all, his time was running out......