Yan Squeak is not like some senior brothers and sisters, who have learned physiognomy, but they can get along with each other like Tai Sumai.

She kept a straight face, and said with a milky voice, "According to the four camp pulses, his kidneys are light and clear, and his wisdom is clever and modest." Such a man is wise, dexterous, humble, gentle, and good. ”

People with such a pulse are not the kind of people who will go back on their word for money.

Not only that, but she also cut out other results.

"His liver veins lag first, which means that he is bitter first and then sweet. When the heart is prosperous, he will be an official in the future, and he will be very good. Now that he suddenly has a noble vein, it means that his opportunity has come. ”

The servant didn't understand, he just thought that the little doll was talking nonsense and wanted to help the boy.

The one who led the way was not stupid, he knew that he couldn't be hard, and his face was soft, but he thought about going back to complain.

They can't offend the juniors of the general, but the young master can! What's more, maybe the parents of this little doll don't have a good background.

"Forget it, let's go."

Yan was not convinced, and wanted to stop them, but was stopped by the head of the guards.

After a few servants walked away, the head of the guard said in a low voice, "The general and his wife are extremely affectionate, there are no aunts and concubines in the house, and the two only have two sons and one daughter." Both sons are officials in the court, and it is impossible for them to be in the palace today. It is not known who the young master in their mouth is, and it is not known whether they are really people from the General's Mansion, so please allow us to check first. ”

The head of the guard was worried that this involved the private life of the general of Zhenguo, and he did not want the princess to have a conflict with the general, so he decided to know himself and the other.

Yan squeaked and puffed out, and his eyes rolled.

[They check theirs, it's always okay to squeak and squeak]

Although she was a close disciple of Yan Shenyi, when she lived in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, she often went out of the valley to practice medicine in nearby villages. Adults don't say anything to her face, but some children like to laugh at her for not having a father, for eating too much, for being friends with a livestock.

At that time, she couldn't beat or scold, and she didn't dare to tell the master, so she could only hide and shed tears alone. Later, after being discovered by the master and her brothers and sisters, the master told her that she must sue if she was bullied, they were relatives, and it was natural for her relatives to stand up for her.

Now Master and they are not around, but she still has her father, the prince's brother and the court's brother!

Thinking of this, Yan squeaked up his sleeves, didn't even want a stall, and was about to go back to the palace in a huff.

A hesitant voice stopped her.

"Y-What you just said is true?"

Yan squeaked his head and found that the young man's eyes were jumping with hope and cowardice.

"I—I'm really smart? Can you become an official in the future? ”

No one had ever said this to Zhou Jixing, and reason told him that this was just a little doll's lies, but in his heart, he hoped it was true.

"But I'm a carpenter's son, and I'm a worker, so I'm not eligible to participate in the imperial examination."

Without waiting for Yan to squeak and answer, the flame of hope in Zhou Jixing's eyes automatically gradually extinguished.

"I—I haven't read a few books."

The leader of the guards looked at him, "Are you an only son?" ”

The dynasty originally stipulated that the children of craftsmen should be workers for the rest of their lives and were not allowed to participate in scientific examinations. Later, it was changed that if the craftsman had many children, only one person needed to keep the work status, and the others could participate in the scientific expedition or seek other ways out.

But because Cheng Taizu succumbed to the family, the emperors behind him failed to completely suppress the family, and now the imperial examination is almost the territory of the children of the family's scholars, and even the poor family does not have many opportunities, let alone the children of farmers or craftsmen and merchants.

Zhou Jixing nodded, and didn't dare to look at Yan Squeak anymore, holding the little baggage, and turned around to leave.

"Yes, you will definitely be able to become an official in the future, and you can help many people!"

Zhou Jixing immediately turned his head to look at him. He knew it was impossible, but he still hoped that someone would encourage him like this, even if it was a four or five-year-old child.

"This miracle doctor can never be wrong!"

Yan squeaked his heart, "You only need to cut the pulse, and you can see through your good fortune and evil." How bitter you were before, how smooth it will be after that, don't worry. ”

The teenager's nose is slightly sour.

"Thank you."

He sniffled, even if it was just encouragement from a small child, he cherished it.

"Thank you!"

Yan squeaked his head and looked up at him, "Are you crying?" ”

Zhou Jixing wiped his eyes and said loudly, "No! ”

On the side, an aunt suddenly ran to the steamed cake stall, her face full of joy, "Da Lang, go home quickly, your daughter-in-law is pregnant!" ”

Zhao Dalang was taken aback, "Mother, what you said is true?" ”

"Really!"

Aunt Zhao pushed her son out, "It's up to my mother to watch here, you hurry back and take a look." Ouch, it's been three and a half months, but be careful. ”

Zhao Dalang suddenly smirked, and he hurriedly roared out. Thinking of something, he hurriedly ran back and grabbed a copper plate to squeak for Yan.

"Divine doctor, you are really a divine doctor, you just cut the pulse and even found out that my daughter-in-law is pregnant, it is too powerful!"

Aunt Zhao felt a little distressed about the copper coin. But she knows her son's honest nature. It must be that the little girl is right and right, and he will give the money.

Yan Squeak took the copper coin without any psychological burden.

The two little meat claws barely managed to hold the copper coin.

"Don't run, you haven't taken it yet."

She held the copper coin, looked left and right, and simply stuffed all the copper coins into the young man's hand, "Wait and write a prescription." ”

The little donkey has consciously bitten open a small bag, so that Yan Squeak can take out a pen and paper.

Sketched the recipe to Zhao Dalang, and she slipped to the young man with her little hand behind her back, and raised her chin proudly.

"Squeak is right again, and you must be able to count it right."

Zhou Jixing was already dumbfounded.

He would not suspect that Zhao Dalang was a trust, and he had nothing to deceive.

Could it be that as the little miracle doctor said, he is bitter first and then sweet, can he really enter the court as an official and benefit the people?

"By the way, what are you holding? You seem to take it very seriously. ”

The boy came back to his senses and poured the copper coin into the palm of the hand of the leader of the guards, all the while he struggled to clamp his burden.

He slowly unwrapped the bag, revealing a delicately crafted wheel-like thing with a handle on the side.

He carefully turned the handle, and the wheel-like thing spun up.

"If it's very windy, it can also turn, and if it's in water, it can also turn, like a walking vehicle."

The boy looked at the work in his hand as if he were looking at a world.

"That's why I wanted to name it a windmill or a waterwheel."

At the same hour, Yan Xiaofeng passed by Fanying Palace.

He wanted to see if the palace people here took care of Yan Squeak, so he walked in and took a look. I happened to see a book on the table, the paper was white and delicate, much better than the best hemp paper used in the palace.

The wind blew, and when I opened the book, it stopped at one page, revealing a random painting next to the neat handwriting.

Yan Xiaofeng swept his eyes, and there was a rare smile on the bottom of his eyes.