First Concubine

Chapter 66: Marriage Troubles (2)

While most of the contestants were busy picking out precious medicinal materials, Xun Feng drank tea in the rest area with a leisurely expression.

Liu Quan, who was in the group with Xun Feng, looked like an old master: "Why are you still sitting there when others are choosing medicines? When others have finished selecting all the good medicines, what will we use to treat people's illnesses?"

Xun Feng's slender fingers moved like jade, and the corners of his lips curved up in a vague arc. His voice was so ethereal that it seemed as if it was coming from the sky: "It's not always better to strike first, just sit down."

The word "Chuan" appeared on Liu Quan's forehead: "There are no princes here, only contestants. Don't use your status to pressure me! The medical event is just a game for you princes and sons, but in the eyes of us doctors, It’s a supreme honor! If you don’t care, just abstain and I’ll go alone!”

Xun Feng smiled, and a kind of quiet and graceful green lotus slowly spread out between the heaven and the earth. Even a man could not help but feel his heart beating when he saw this kind of appearance and grace. Liu Quan quickly turned his face away, hearing Xun Feng's gentle smile. A melodious voice sounded: "What if I can prove to you that it is not necessarily the best to strike first, and I will make the next arrangements?"

Liu Quan's face showed a hint of disdain and impatience: "Okay! If you can't prove it, the leadership belongs to me!"

Xun Feng’s smile became even bigger: “It’s settled in one word.”

Xun Feng signaled to Chang Sui, who brought a plate with three soft cakes on it. Except for the middle soft cake which was very small, the other two were exactly the same size.

Liu Quan said in surprise: "How long have you been in the mood to eat?"

Xun Feng pointed to the tray and smiled warmly: "Whoever eats the most soft pancakes will be the champion. There is no time limit. There is only one rule - you cannot take it from the other party. Come on, you start first."

snort! Although he is not a martial arts practitioner, he still can't lose in a food competition with a sickly prince! Liu Quan's condensed eyes swept away, and he immediately picked up a large piece of soft cake and started eating it in big mouthfuls!

Xun Feng smiled. A wisp of wind blew across his face, and his smile was tainted with a hint of sweetness. He stretched out his slender fingers and took the smallest soft cake.

Liu Quan sneered and almost spit out Momo!

But soon, Liu Quan found that he couldn't laugh anymore. Xun Feng's cake was too small and he finished it in about three bites. At this time, he still had a small half in his hand.

Xun Feng smiled slightly and picked up the third and last piece of soft cake on the plate. He lost!

“Look, the one who gets the biggest one first may not necessarily be the one who eats the most in the end. In the same way, the one who picks up precious medicinal materials first may not be the final winner.”

In the corner aside, the alchemist from the Zhenbei Palace quietly watched the game lesson, with a dim light flashing in his eyes. He was one of the few people who did not participate in the robbery.

Feeling the alchemist's gaze, Xun Feng turned his head, smiled friendly and nodded towards the alchemist.

The alchemist looked away slightly, stood up, and walked to the medicine hall without saying a word. His partner was also chattering like Liu Quan. Unlike Xun Feng's earnest teaching, he directly knocked the opponent unconscious with his fist.

When the alchemist and Xun Feng passed each other, Xun Feng's thick eyebrows frowned imperceptibly. Even if he tried his best to suppress it, this person's aura should not be underestimated. When did the Zhenbei Palace have such a famous figure?

After the alchemist went to the medicine hall, he did not directly choose the medicine and leave. Instead, he spent a whole day to refine all the medicinal materials for three days into elixirs, and then took his half-conscious partner with him. After walking out of the medicine hall, by coincidence, I met Xun Feng again unexpectedly.

Xun Feng narrowed his eyes with unknown meaning. It seemed that someone had the same idea as him. It was... very fateful.

The alchemist glanced at Xun Feng with indifferent eyes, and walked straight past him. Because he was wearing a mask, Xun Feng looked down on his appearance, but he felt that those eyes as bright as obsidian seemed familiar.

 …

 If you want to treat a disease, you must have a patient. Some contestants set up their stalls on the busiest central street in the area, where there is a lot of traffic and the chance of encountering patients is also high. Liu Quan wanted to choose a place like this. Xun Feng opened the curtain of the carriage and asked, "How many of the people who go shopping or working are sick?"

Liu Quan choked, why didn't he think of it?

 Smarter contestants put their stalls in slum residential areas or beggars’ dens. Liu Quan thinks these two places are finally feasible!

Xun Feng put down the curtain of the carriage, but still had no intention of stopping. Liu Quan got angry, and Xun Feng said: "If a poor person has a minor illness, he usually will not seek medical treatment. Even if it is free, he will not bother to come. This has been going on for many years." A habit developed in a poor life; most of the people who really come are seriously ill patients, but in four days, what do you think are the chances of curing seriously ill patients? "

Liu Quan choked again and said doubtfully, "How do you know?"

Xun Feng's faint voice came slowly: "It's written in the book." No matter in his previous life or in this life, he climbed up from the bottom of society little by little, so how could he not understand the poor?

Liu Quan was anxious: "You say there are few patients in places with a large flow of people, and you say it is difficult to cure in places with many patients. Then you should tell me what should be done!"

"advertise."

"ah?"

Xun Feng and Liu Quan spent two days doing publicity in various places in Quanzhou, and on the third day they set up a stall in the city center. The leaflets they distributed were very clear: Get rid of rheumatism and bone pain, and the magic medicine is invincible!

 Just treat one disease, the one with rheumatism comes, and the others say goodbye. The medicine is prepared, so there is no need to waste time writing prescriptions and taking medicine on the spot.

Xun Feng is actually playing a trick. The rules and regulations are to cure, but the criterion is to count the signs. In other words, if you have the ability to bluff the signs out of the patient's hand, you are considered capable. What he prepared was a powerful analgesic pill. If you take this medicine, the effect will be immediate, and the people will naturally be willing to return the brand.

The alchemist of King Zhenbei had similar methods to Xun Feng's. The elixir he had prepared in advance was also designed to treat a certain disease.

Yang Yuan, a 60-year-old man from South Street in Quanzhou, kept a concubine in his 18th room and entertained many dignitaries. In order to show his unique status as a wealthy man in Quanzhou, he spent a lot of money to buy valuable wines and fine wines from the capital.

The alchemist and his partner Qiao Ying set up their stall diagonally opposite the Yang Mansion. They were all guests who came to celebrate. Everyone was in great shape, and no one saw a doctor all afternoon. Qiao Ying couldn't help but be disappointed, but she didn't dare to show off due to the alchemist's powerful aura.

When the moon was in the sky, several boys suddenly rushed out of the Yang Mansion and dragged the alchemist and Qiao Ying in. An hour later, the two returned home with a full load and collected one hundred and twenty-one brands.

Qiao Ying's face was full of confusion: "Brother, you...how did you know that the male guests would have collective diarrhea?"

 The alchemist smiled but did not answer.

Shang Shufu had constant twists and turns, Shui Minyu was imprisoned again, and the class reunion was cancelled.

Shui Hange went to Quanzhou. Not long after, Xishan College started school and Shui Minyu was still in Dali Temple. Shui Minhui was the only one to go on the road. This time, the old lady and Shui Hange, who had learned Shui Minyu’s lesson, let Shui Minyu Minhui brought two delicate-looking maids with him. Shui Minhui went to Aunt Feng's yard before leaving. The two talked about something unknown, and Aunt Feng's eyes were swollen from crying.

Because Shui Minyu was in Dali Temple, Qin Fangyi did not dare to act rashly and did not allow Shui Lingxi to cause trouble. Therefore, she kept guarding the bed of Shui Lingxi all the time. The pill given by Zhuge Yu was indeed very effective. After taking Lingxi for three days, her condition was very effectively controlled, but she was so depressed that she locked herself in her room all day long, not thinking about food or food. No matter how Qin Fangyi tried to persuade her, it was of no avail.

In addition, another thing also made Qin Fangyi unhappy. During the more than a month of Shui Hange's debauchery in Changlexuan, Shiqing was favored the most. If she had not ordered anyone to give Shiqing the duck soup, now Shiqing might have Shui Hange's child in her belly. Shui Hangge would not neglect Changlexuan like this.

Regret!

Shi Qing never expected that she would fall into such a situation of being unable to move up or down. She thought that if she took away the meaning of the painting, she would be able to rise to the top and become the second Aunt Feng. Who knew that Madam was too narrow-minded and was completely incompetent? Give her a chance to get pregnant. A broken maid like her will end up with a servant or an old steward when the master gets tired of playing with her.

 It’s bitter!

On this day, the sky cleared up, and there was a hint of warmth in the breeze. Shui Linglong was practicing calligraphy in her room. Suddenly, Zhi Fan opened the curtain and came in, holding a letter in his hand: "Miss, a letter from Taizhou." !”

Shui Linglong was so excited that her hands shook, and ink spilled all over the paper: "Show me quickly!"

Zhi Fan presented the letter with both hands. Shui Linglong put down the writing brush, opened it and read it word for word, her eyes shining brightly: "Bring me some water, I'll freshen up and go see my grandmother!"

In the Fushou Courtyard, the old lady was counting the account books. In the past few years that Qin Fangyi had been running the family, she had often put the money from the father-in-law into her own pocket. While the old lady was making plans, she was so angry that she blew her beard and stared!

Shui Linglong entered the room, bowed to the old lady, and said with a soft smile: "Grandma!"

The old lady pinched her eyebrows with both fingers, threw the account book on the table, and sighed slightly: "Sit down, don't you have to pay your respects?"

Shui Linglong walked to the old lady's side, stretched out her hand and carefully rubbed her temples: "Linglong misses her grandmother, so she came over to take a look. Who would have thought that as soon as she came in, she would find you working so hard. Linglong has not yet left the cabinet, but she can still share the burden with you. One or two, if Linglong gets married, how can Linglong be so relieved, grandma?"

The old lady has been so busy these days that she has almost never seriously considered anyone's feelings. Now after listening to Linglong's sincere words, she suddenly feels that she seems to be too casual on some issues! She pulled Linglong and sat down next to her: "What have you been busy with these days?"

Shui Linglong smiled obediently: "Practicing calligraphy, painting, and occasionally doing embroidery work is not considered busy."

"That sounds good. It's what a daughter's family should do." The old lady looked satisfied. She thought of something, her smile faded and she said, "I haven't seen Ling Yu for a few days. Has she recovered?"

Shui Linglong replied: "Aunt Feng took good care of her. Third sister is recovering well."

“That’s good, that’s good!” The old lady nodded kindly and ordered Jade to bring Shui Linglong’s favorite pretzels. Shui Linglong smiled and said, “I ate a lot of pineapples before I came here, so I’m not hungry.”

"That's it." A trace of suspicion flashed in the old lady's eyes, "Can you blame your grandmother for changing your marriage?" In her impression, Linglong showed a little admiration for Zhuge Yu.

 Old madam, it took ten and a half days for you to ask, you really have me in your heart! Shui Linglong lowered her eyes, her tone was very soft, and she could not hear any emotion: "Everything grandma did was for the Shui family, Linglong understands."

The old lady patted Shui Linglong's hand and said sincerely: "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. Lingxi is ill, and the only suitable candidate is you or Lingqing, but you are the only one who can keep the prince's heart! I I do this, firstly, for your father, and secondly, for your aunt. I really...can't watch my daughter die in the cold palace! Linglong, you have never given birth to a child, and you don't understand that as a mother, even if you suffer thousands of I don’t want my child to be harmed in the slightest, so I selfishly separated you and Crown Prince Zhuge... I also don’t want to offend the Prince of Zhenbei, but after all, the Crown Princess is not as important as the Crown Princess..."

Shui Linglong was sure that these were the old lady’s true words, but when the old lady said it in such a low voice, was she really ashamed of herself? Shui Linglong doesn't think so. The old lady was eager to resolve the knot between them because she didn't want her to hold a grudge and give up rescuing Shui Chenxiang from the cold palace. Shui Linglong smiled faintly: "Grandma, if there was a way to bring everything back to where it started, would you be willing to adopt it?"

 The old lady was startled: "What do you mean?"

Shui Linglong paused and looked seriously at the old lady's astonished eyes: "What Linglong means is that we can reverse this embarrassing situation, preserve the position of the Crown Princess, and not offend the Zhenbei Palace. Are you willing to... Put down your posture and have a chance to win?"

 Quanzhou.

After four days of rematch, a dark horse came into everyone's sight. The alchemist, who had mediocre results in the first two rounds, defeated many contestants with an overwhelming advantage. The first place was promoted gloriously. However, the group of Miao doctors that originally attracted much attention lost to Xun Feng and Liu Quan by a gap of ten brands.

 The arena is boiling!

"Isn't it? How could that ugly guy advance to the finals? When answering questions in the first round, he had half an empty paper. I was sitting behind him and I saw it!" Player A.

“What’s the point of having half an empty paper to answer the questions? When identifying herbal medicines, he got half of the ten medicinal materials wrong! He didn’t even recognize Astragalus! According to me, it must be Qiao Ying’s credit for being promoted!” Player B.

As soon as the words fell, everyone realized that something was wrong. Why were they all half? Coincidence, or deliberate?

The finals are still about medical consultation. The Ministry of Rites and Tai Hospital have selected ten patients with serious and complicated diseases from all over the country. The contestants can choose one for treatment at will. The emperor, the prince, Chen Yuanshi, Zhang Yuanshi and Qin Yuanshi will serve as judges. The diagnosis and treatment process and diagnosis and treatment results will be scored, and the one with the highest score will win.

The four contestants drew lots to determine their order. The alchemist was the first to draw lots. With a look in his eyes, he drew number four.

  Qiao Ying, No. 1.

 Liu Quan, No. 2.

 Xun Feng, No. 3.

The Ming'an Hall in Quanzhou is holding the finals of a grand medical competition. The emperor is sitting on the main throne, and Yunli is sitting next to him. On both sides are Chen Yuanshi, Zhang Yuanpan and Qin Yuanpan. They are concentrating on observing the main hall. The diagnosis and treatment status of the central government.

Qiao Ying was best at the burn department. He chose a little girl who narrowly escaped the fire as a medical subject. The girl was about eight years old, and her face and legs were the most serious. Her face and right shoulder were even burned together. With every breath the little girl took, putrid pus seeped out bit by bit from the joint. The little girl was in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to moan.

In ancient times when medical conditions were very backward, it was obviously not easy to control this kind of injury. Xun Feng rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand. He majored in Western medicine surgery in his previous life. After traveling through time, he followed the locals and learned some Chinese medicine. He was not proficient. This little girl He can cure the disease, but he uses Western medicine.

After Qiao Ying carefully examined the little girl's injuries, she bowed to the emperor with cupped fists: "This disease is caused by fire poison. Trauma to the skin and flesh, fire poison to the heart, heat to damage the blood, Yin fluid to be consumed, and the skin to lose nourishment. , so this disease is seen.”

The emperor was a layman. He looked at several envoys and judges and saw them nodding with approval. The emperor also nodded: "How should we treat it?"

Qiao Ying was so nervous that he broke into a cold sweat. He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down: "Use buffalo horn powder, raw rehmannia root, scrophulariaceae... licorice as medicine, decoct in water, take one dose a day, take it in two doses; then use cork, phellodendron, Burnet burnet and Lithospermum oil can be soaked in water, or mixed with egg white and applied. After a few days, the adhesive joint will naturally detach and the injury will slowly heal. And grind it into powder and sprinkle it on the sore surface to lighten the scars. "

 Several imperial doctors showed admiration, it was indeed a wonderful recipe, and three of them showed their scores, eighty, eighty, eighty-five.

The emperor's deep eyes narrowed slightly and he did not speak.

 Yunli is clear and wonderful, but it is not widely used.

 The second person to appear was Liu Quan. Liu Quan was best at ophthalmology. He chose a patient who was blind in his left eye. The patient was over sixty years old and had been ill for three months. He had taken a variety of drugs but had no effect. Liu Quan asked about the patient's experience before the onset of the disease and learned that the patient had a fight with someone the night before and was punched in the left eye. Therefore, the local doctor had been treating it as an injury. Liu Quan diagnosed the patient's pulse and looked at his eyes and concluded that it was not caused by trauma, but by poor blood and gas caused by Yang hyperactivity.

Liu Quan said seriously: "To treat this disease, it is necessary to nourish and activate the blood, and use liver-calming and potential medicines. Peach kernels, safflower... white peony root and licorice are used together. It will take about five doses to recover."

 The imperial doctors exchanged relatively satisfied looks and showed the scores: eighty, eighty, eighty.

Liu Quan’s eyes dimmed, he lost because of the difficulty.

 (End of this chapter)