"Otherwise, you can write a little more. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Guan Yang thought about it for a while: "It's okay, I'll give you another way to condition your body." ”

"That couldn't be better. ”

"Well, how often is it better?" asked the noble prince in a low voice at the end.

"The average person is fine three to five times in seven days, but too much is not beneficial. ”

"Understood. "Get up and give way to the next patient.

"Childe, what is your illness?" asked one of the attendants cautiously.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't. The noble prince scolded.

"Yes, yes. The attendant shuddered and immediately shut up.

The noble prince also ignored him anymore, thought for a while and came to Guan Yang again: "Can I ask your name?"

Guan Yang was writing a prescription, and smiled when he heard this: "Yes, my name is Guan Yang." ”

Gui Gongzi was overjoyed: "It turns out that you are Guan Yang, the Guan Yang who wrote "Chrysanthemum" and "Ten Miles of Ping Lake"?"

Guan Yang stopped writing: "Am I famous?"

"You don't know?"

"Know what?"

"You are now famous in Luoyang City, and I like your poems the most. Gui Gongzi said excitedly.

Guan Yang scratched his head: "I just wrote two poems and I am so famous?"

"That's right, now the whole Luoyang City is singing your two poems. ”

"Won't it?"

"It's true, I have a small request, can you agree?"

"Tell me about it. ”

"Can you write another line of poetry?"

Guan Yang thought for a moment: "Yes." Picked up the pen and wrote the song "Passing the Ancient City of Luoyang" on paper, and of course the name was changed to "Passing the Ancient City of Luoyang".

"The four mountains are surrounded by green, and the three rivers are rippling and clear. The spring breeze does not know the meaning of prosperity and death, and the grass is full of the old city. Smoke and rain howl Na Watson, the palace hairpin and the Holy Emperor City. If you ask about the ancient and modern things, please only look at Luoyang City. Guan Yang wrote a sentence, and the noble son followed suit, and praised loudly at the end: "Good poems and good words, Brother Guan is really good at writing." Guan Yang used Yan Ti, which was created by the Tang Dynasty calligrapher Yan Zhenqing, and Liu Gongquan was called "Yan Liu", and there is a saying of "Yan Muscle and Willow Bone". "Yan Ti" is for Yan Zhenqing's regular script, its regular script body is square and dense, the strokes are horizontal and vertical, the pen is strong and round, and the momentum is solemn and majestic. Good words, of course.

Guan Yang smiled: "The son is too famous. ”

"This is not an exaggeration, Brother Guan's words are majestic, forgive me for being lonely and unheard, I don't know which famous family Brother Guan passed on?"

"I once happened to get an ancient letter in the next place, and the ancient letter used this kind of calligraphy, and the payment was Yan Zhenqing, so it was called Yan Ti. Of course, Guan Yang will not say that he created it, which is basically impossible.

"Yan Zhenqing, I haven't heard of this famous artist. Gui Gongzi thought about it carefully and was not impressed.

"I guess it's a hermit. Guan Yang said.

"Possibly. The noble prince took the poem and left, and Guan Yang continued to help diagnose people.

"Childe, there are more and more people, and we won't be able to finish watching it tomorrow if it goes on like this. Su Rongrong looked at the people who were gathering more and more, and said to Guan Yang.

Guan Yang thought for a moment: "Sister Rongrong, don't you also know how to heal." You look in the crowd, let them leave for minor diseases, I only treat incurable diseases. ”

Su Rongrong nodded and said, "It's Childe, I'll do it." ”

With the help of Su Rongrong, the serious illness stayed, the minor illness left, and finally the team shrank to the original two percent, of course, there must be people who were dissatisfied, but it was calmed down under Su Rongrong's appeasement and Yue Laosan's violence.

However, Su Rongrong also has times when she wanders, such as the two in front of her. Looking at the father and son in front of him, Lao Tzu was about thirty years old, ragged, and the child was only eight or nine years old, as thin as a bamboo pole.

"Divine doctor, you can take a look, this kid doesn't know what's going on, he is so thin. ”

"Has he always been like this?"

"Yes, I didn't care about it before, I only found out in the past two years. ”

"Then why don't you see the doctor?"

"As far as the conditions of our family are concerned, we have seen a doctor, and our family has been working for nothing for half a month, so please ask the doctor to take a look. The child's father pleaded.

"You don't need to see this disease at all, just go back and give your child more delicious food and drink. "It's clearly malnutrition, Guan Yang said.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the child's father heard it, he knelt down for Guan Yang with a "poof", crying and saying, "Please, the divine doctor, you can save this child with great compassion." "When he saw his father kneeling, so did his son.

"What's the matter?" Guan Yang hurriedly walked over and wanted to help the two fathers and sons, but he didn't expect the child's father to be quite strong, but Guan Yang didn't help them up.

"Divine doctor, save this child, we have a single seedling in our house. The child's father had a handful of snot and tears, and even the people behind couldn't bear it, so they persuaded one after another.

"Divine doctor, save this child. ”

"Yes, Divine Doctor, if we don't have enough money, we can all make up for it. ”

"Divine Doctor, You ......"

Guan Yang heard it loudly: "Stop!" Seeing that everyone quieted down, he said: "I didn't say no, didn't I say it, go back and give the child something good." ”

"Divine doctor, isn't my child terminally ill?" the child's father asked cautiously.

"I didn't say it was terminally ill, he was just malnourished, just eat some good food. ”

"Huh?" the child's father figured out that he had misunderstood.

"I'm sorry, Doctor, I misunderstood you. The main reason is that when the child's grandmother went, the doctor also said the same. The child's father quickly apologized.

"I see, and it's to blame that I didn't make it clear, which made you frightened. Guan Yang turned his head to Shi Potian and said, "Little stone, take some chickens and fish to them, it can be regarded as an apology." ”

"Yes, Childe. ”

"Oh, I don't dare to accept the doctor's things. The child's father hurriedly excused himself.

"Take it. Shi Potian forced him into his arms.

Guan Yang didn't care anymore and continued to see the next patient.

"Ouch, there's no one left, but I'm exhausted. When he had been busy with Daoshen, there were finally no patients, and Guan Yang stretched his waist happily.

"Childe, where are we going next?" Ah Qing asked, Ah Qing was not idle today, maintaining order and serving tea and pouring water.

"Go home. ”

"Going home, aren't we going to ask Fairy Lake?"

"We're definitely going, but we're going to have to put these things back first. Guan Yang pointed to a large number of things.

"......" Ah Qing was also speechless, it was originally a whim, but he ended up receiving so many things.

"Little rock, hire two cars and pull things back. ”

"Yes, Childe. Shi Potian agreed.

It turned out that two cars were not enough, and it took three cars to load the things. Fortunately, there were not too many cars on the road at this time, and the three cars quickly returned home.

"Childe, come and see. Moving things into the yard, Ah Qing and Su Rongrong categorized them with great interest, while Guan Yang lay down in the bedroom and pretended to be dead.

"What's wrong?" Guan Yang had no choice but to go out.

"Childe, look. Su Rongrong handed a folding fan to Guan Yang.

"Very nice fan. Guan Yang looked at it and remembered that this was left by the noble son today.

"Childe, look at the payment above. Su Rongrong reminded.

"Zhao Li, so what?"

"Childe, you are so stupid, your name is Zhao Li today. Ah Qing reminded.

“...... Could it be that guy is the Son of Heaven?" Guan Yang did not suspect the duplicate name, no one dared to have the same name as the Son of Heaven in this era.

"Quite possibly. However, it may also be a child of the royal family, and this fan was given by the emperor. Su Rongrong said.

"But no one dares to give away what the emperor has given him. Guan Yang said.

"Yes, is he really the Son of Heaven?"