"Chu Qing, weigh three coins of Baiyun fruit, one money of Madong, one money of Lianghua, and two coins of celery root."

"Oh, this is a root, not a celery root."

I hurriedly pulled out the roots of the herbs one by one and weighed the celery roots again. It's not that I don't work hard enough, it's that there are too many of these herbs, and many of them look extremely similar. The medicinal fragrance in the museum made me have a headache and my brain swelled, and I couldn't remember these strange medicinal materials at all, and I often caught them wrong.

I handed the weighed herbs to the curator and asked, "Why don't you write the name of the medicine on this chest like other pharmacies?" It's not easy to get the wrong one, and it's quicker to pack the medicine. After hearing this, Grandpa Yu made a solemn face.

"Huh? How's that going to work? Our Zongren Pavilion has a lot of rare and precious medicinal materials, all written on the dark side, what should I do if the thief steals it? ”

I wondered, "Isn't it okay to lock the rare and precious medicine in a place that people don't know?" ”

Curator Yu said: "That's not good, Chu Qing, a person who is a doctor should be open and honest in diagnosing people, prescribing medicines, grasping medicines, and decocting medicines." If a patient really needs extremely rare medicinal herbs now, and you sneak out somewhere that others don't know, it will make the patient feel uneasy, and it will also make other patients feel unhappy, thinking that you are hiding good medicine and not giving it to him. ”

He stroked his gray beard, and said proudly: "Therefore, all the medicinal materials of our Zongren Pavilion are in the façade, never hidden, tucked, or hoarded. We will take out as much as the patient needs, if we don't have any medicine in Zongren Pavilion, then the entire Yunjiang will not have this medicine. ”

I looked up at the hundreds of chests of drawers, and I felt that my headache was worse. Old Curator Yu took great care of me, no matter how many times I made mistakes, he just pointed it out calmly, and never criticized me, because of Old Curator Yu's care, the other pharmacists in the museum rarely said anything about me, but they seemed to be very happy to have me as a little junior brother. Every night when the museum was closed, he would ask me to go out for tea and drink, and at first I was still holding it, but then I saw that the curator didn't care what I was doing after the museum closed, so he often went out with my brothers.

When I went out one day, Li Langzhong talked about it and asked me if I was a relative of Director Yu, and I said no, but Director Yu treated me so well, and I was very grateful.

Li Langzhong said: "You are a boy and a girl, he regards you as his own grandson." ”

I was surprised, "What about his grandson?" ”

Li Langzhong tasted the wolf snake tea in the tea cup, "Where does he have a grandson, he had a son many years ago, he died not long ago, it is said that the curator and his wife are extremely affectionate, his wife went crazy because of the loss of his son, and died not long after, leaving him alone until now." ”

I was embarrassed when I heard this, no wonder after I told him about my "life experience", he immediately agreed to accept me as an apprentice, it turned out that he was empathetic.

"And Mr. Yu likes girls very much, it is said that it is because he has always wanted to have another girl after having a son, and he came up with that. It is estimated that because of this, he will accept you. ”

I smiled and said, "Senior brother, aren't you jealous of my handsomeness?" ”

"Cut, I don't know, is it good to be handsome, can I see a doctor or can I grab medicine?"

I bowed halfway, "Senior brother, don't make fun of me, Chu Qing knows his mistakes, he must study hard, and treat his senior brother in the future." ”

He choked on a sip of tea, "Don't curse me!" ”

The teahouse stage was babbling and singing the traditional Yunjiang opera excerpts that I didn't understand, I looked sleepy, and planned to make a salute, and go back to the hall to rest first, anyway, Senior Brother Li is a drama idiot, once he listens to it, he really doesn't know when the sky falls, and he doesn't need me, an outsider, to accompany him.

But today, Senior Brother Li won't let me go. "I have a speech book today, it's interesting, you have never heard the story of Yunjiang."

I don't know if Yunjiang's story is good, but I know that Yunjiang's sales pitch is really powerful!

Who doesn't love to hear stories? The key is that I have already whitened Yunjiang's sales, you will definitely not be able to escape, I took a sip of the wolf snake tea in the teacup.

"You must have heard of the tragic murder that involved the royal family more than 20 years ago......"

I lowered my head and tugged on my senior brother's sleeve, "Is it really okay to talk about your Yunjiang royal family with such fanfare?" ”

Senior Brother Li comforted me and said, "Don't worry, it's just a gimmick, and it's not true." ”

The storyteller continued: "Our king's favorite concubine Liang was infected with a vicious disease and died, and finally found a mistake in the Tai Hospital, which caused the entire Tai Hospital to be baptized in blood, and He Zhiqing, the head of the Tai Hospital, was wiped out!" Ladies and gentlemen, people are born, old, sick and die, and our king's reputation of loving the people is spread throughout Yunjiang, how could he do such a bloodthirsty and foolish thing because his beloved woman died of illness? ”

I was lazy listening, but I was shocked here, Concubine Liang? Isn't it Bai Tingyu and Bai Tingfeng's biological mother? I sat up straight and pricked up my ears to listen.

"That's because Concubine Liang's death has another reason......"

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"Your Majesty, you are here again." Liao Xuan got up from the couch, bowed for a long time and sat back, "If the minister is not happy, he will not kneel down for you." She was used to Qi Yucheng's behavior of coming to Yumi Hall in the middle of the night when she had nothing to do, and she estimated that the other party was also because she missed her old friend, anyway, it had nothing to do with her, and she didn't want to care about it.

But today, she felt that Qi Yucheng was a little different. Usually Qi Yucheng would have a few words with her, of course, it was some inconsequential nonsense. She is still used to eating foreign food, and she still likes the pearl hairpin she is rewarded, because she never cares about these herself, so she casually praises them. Just that once, Qi Yucheng asked her that Yunjiang wine is famous all over the world, will she not be used to drinking Dasheng's wine? Liao Xuan told the truth, he really couldn't get used to drinking Dasheng's wine. It's not true, because it's not that it's unaccustomed to drinking, it's hard to drink.

Today, Qi Yucheng was unusually silent.

After thinking about it for a long time, Liao Xuan still spoke: "Isn't it a special day today, the king looks a little sad." ”

Qi Yucheng stood in front of the window and seemed to be looking at the moon, and the first quarter moon in the misty clouds was quite hazy and beautiful. "The cloudy day is the ninth day of the ninth month of September." Qi Yucheng opened his mouth and said the first sentence of the day.

Liao Xuan thought slightly, "Does the king remember the old man?" ”

"It's not."

Liao Xuan thought to herself that she should really be dumb today.

Qi Yucheng, who was standing on the side, suddenly laughed and shook his head to himself, "Heh, no, it should be said that it is an old man but not an old man." ”

Liao Xuan: Oh, it turns out that I miss my ex-wife.

......

......

"Senior brother, do you say that there really is witchcraft in this world?"

As soon as I finished saying this, a nameless wind blew behind me, and a loud bang made me shrink my neck in fright, and when I looked back, a roadside teahouse sign fell to the ground.

Li Langzhong looked at me with a little disgust in his eyes.

I am really panicked in my heart now, I just blame the story told by the storyteller is too realistic and scary, Concubine Liang's madness when she became ill, her appearance when she died, and the bloody and tragic situation of He Zhiqing's head being cut off at the execution ground, all of a sudden hooked back the memories I had forgotten. I leaned closer to Senior Brother Li's side.

"Senior brother, I'm not joking with you, I'm honest, I've been feeling groggy lately, weak, sleeping a lot at night, often waking up, and waking up sweaty and vague after waking up. It turns out that I can still recall what I dreamed of, but I woke up recently and couldn't even remember what I dreamed of! ”

I saw that the senior brother stopped, as if he was seriously thinking about something. I looked up at him and asked, "Senior brother, do you also feel that something is wrong, the symptoms are almost exactly the same as those of Concubine Liang before she died, right?" ”

Senior Brother Li looked down at me with a serious face, and I wanted to cry when I saw that look. It's over, could it be that I really have an incurable disease and am going to die? Yinyin, I still have so many things to do.

"Junior Brother Chu Qing, it seems that your problem is indeed very serious!"

I'm going to cry, "Huh? ”

Li Langzhong nodded, "Although the diagnosis is very important, but you are a disciple of the old man Yu, and he cherishes you, I am not good at the class to get an axe to give you diagnosis and treatment first, but ah, you are still young and not married, and now you have such kidney deficiency......"

"Kidney deficiency?" I choked on a breath and coughed.

"Alas, I think about it, the little junior brother is so thin as a man, it seems that he is congenitally deficient, but you can rest assured, Old Man Yu is highly skilled, and he will definitely be able to condition your body, and when the time comes, with your handsome appearance, there will definitely be a good marriage to find the door, hahahaha."

I endured the embarrassment, patted Li Langzhong on the shoulder, and said thoughtfully: "Senior brother, I think you have a sentence that is particularly right. ”

"Huh?"

"Master, he's highly skilled!"

Back in the Zongren Pavilion, the master was still decocting medicine in the kitchen, and Huai Zhu was the capital of Yunjiang, and there were many dignitaries and dignitaries, and the medicine of these nobles would be fried in the hall and then taken back by the little people in each prefecture.

Of course, the master is not a secular person, and the medicine that can be fried by him himself must be that there is something peculiar about the decoction method of this medicine, and that others in the museum are not good at decoction, not that the owner of the medicine is noble.

I took the fan from the side and fanned it against one of the furnaces that was about to go out, and Master noticed me.

"Oh, that stove is not in the way, it's just ordinary medicine, it's so late, you go to bed, girls have to go to bed early, otherwise they will get old quickly."

Well, I helped him and he started a fire.

"It's okay, grandpa, look at how old you can still work, I'm young, it's okay!" With that, I smiled as sweetly as I could.

Curator Yu's face immediately softened. Oops, the elderly are really coaxing~

While frying the medicine and smelling the smell of the medicine that I had been used to, I found that there was a familiar floral fragrance in today's medicine, and I smelled it a few more times, and found that it seemed to be all there, very familiar, but I just couldn't remember what it tasted like.

"You puppy's nose, your bear's eyes, and a big stack of chrysanthemums in the foyer, don't you see it?"

I really didn't care, I put down the fan in my hand, went to the foyer to take a look, oh, what a stack! A stack of small chrysanthemums half a person high.

I ran back and asked Master, "Grandpa, what are we doing with so many chrysanthemums?" ”

He stopped fanning his hand and straightened up, and I hurriedly went up to help him. The old man's waist is not good, and the "click" sound of the bones every time I bend down and get up makes me feel back pain.

"On the ninth day of September on a cloudy day, make chrysanthemum tea and drink chrysanthemum wine, and dedicate it to the ancestors to sacrifice to the ancestors."

I paused, it's September 9th, so isn't it September 8th today?

Today is my birthday......

"What? Is it your birthday? Why don't you tell me! ”

Yes?

I just reacted, I was so excited just now that I accidentally said what I was thinking.

"That, grandpa, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I forgot about it myself, hehe......" I tugged at his sleeve, "Don't be angry, it turns out that when I was young, it was because I had delicious food and fun on my birthday, and I was looking forward to it, but now I'm so old, and I don't care so much about my birthday or anything." ”

"How's that going to work? This is your first birthday as an apprentice, how can you just pass it casually? "I looked at the old man so angry that his beard was about to blow up.

But I remember that a while ago, Li Langzhong celebrated his birthday, that is, he invited the people in our hall to eat a few pieces of candy.

"No, no, you go and sit in the hall, today is not over yet, it is not over, it is not over."

But, old man, I'm worried about your waist.

A bowl of hot longevity noodles was brought to me, the diffuse aroma and mist luring tears in my eyes.

"Good woman, it's late today, so I can only cook a bowl of noodles for you."

"How can there be a reason for elders to cook longevity noodles for juniors?" I lowered my head and wiped away the tears that were about to fall, "And your back doesn't hurt anymore?" Yin Yin cries in pain every time she gets up with the decoction! ”

The old man retorted: "You are so moved that you cry and say that I'm not big or small!" ”

Mom, what kind of master am I worshipping!

I picked up my chopsticks and unceremoniously ate the noodles cleanly, and there was no soup left.

As soon as I turned around, the old man took out another blue and white jade bracelet and handed it to me.

"This is your master's, your master and I have no daughters and no daughters-in-law, no one sent them if I wanted to send them out, but now I will give it to you."

The pigeon that had just been put back flew back to him a few days later, Chu Zhilan stroked its feathers, and let the little bird rub his hand affectionately, only to find that this little guy was not lost in his lover, but came back with a letter.

"Princess Geng's birthday is the eighth day of the ninth month, I don't know how much I saw this letter? Hope for friends to return, Zifu. ”

Chu Zhilan looked up at the moon, the eighth day of the ninth month, it was today.