Song Beiyun

"Oh……"

There was no one else at the scene, so Zuo Rou naturally didn't care about anything, so she took off her clothes in the pavilion, while Jin Ling'er looked at her chest and then at her own, and sneered uncontrollably Voice.

"What are you laughing at!" Zuo Rou turned around and glared at Jin Ling'er: "Look at you, you are like a cow."

"Yes, yes, some people don't look like cows, but they look like that yellow-haired young child. I don't know which man has such a good appetite, and he is not afraid that he will have a baby and have no rations in the future."

"It'll be fine if you help feed it then, anyway, you have enough." Zuo Rou snorted back and fought back, and put on the prototype of the clothes that Qiao Qiao made for him: "I'll call you a nanny at that time, and you won't be afraid." Fortunately, the nanny is also a mother."

"Yo, elder sister Rou has also become sharp-tongued. It's not easy." Jin Ling'er confronted her tit for tat, but seeing Zuo Rou's appearance, she was about to get angry, so she stopped provoking her. Taking advantage of the situation, she changed the subject: "Sister Qiaoqiao, make me a suit too, I see that she can dress so well, I'm sure I can look better than her."

"It's very difficult." Pretty and straightforward, she said in her heart: "Jin Ling'er doesn't know something, the clothes have to look good, and the body can't be too stylish, otherwise the good clothes will be out of shape for a long time, and you will look different It’s a style, although it’s not bad, but if it’s the same style, even you wouldn’t dare to go out wearing it.”

After finishing speaking, she added: "Besides, this material is very picky. Sister Rou's face is unique in the world. She can easily subdue this material. If others can't wear this posture, they can only wear it full of dust. .”

Jin Ling'er is obviously very upset, but Qiao Qiao has always talked like this, and why she likes to snatch Zuo Rou's things since she was a child, isn't it because she is not as good-looking as Zuo Rou since she was a child, even she has already It's the result of genetic optimization, but who made Zuo Rou's mother be the stunning beauty sent by the Persian envoy back then, with deep brows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and fair and delicate skin that makes people love it.

"It doesn't matter, I want to..." Jin Ling'er began to snark, and anyone who knows her well knows that this is the point where she is unreasonable but not unreasonable: "You also make a body for me, or I will not be happy gone."

"Okay, okay." Qiaoqiao said with a helpless smile, "I'll do it for you after finishing sister Rou's. She will see her lover tomorrow."

"Lover, what a fart!" Zuo Rou punched the pillar, shaking the pavilion to dust: "My old lady's punch made his internal organs shift!"

Chapter 106, May 5th is still hot and cloudy, still untitled

"Beiyun walk slowly, Brother Yu won't see you off, and when I feel better, I will definitely have a drink with you."

"Calm down, you can't drink alcohol for half a year." Song Beiyun turned and cupped his hands towards Beipo at the gate: "Follow the doctor's advice."

Beipo laughed resentfully, but he still complied. One of the characteristics of a scholar is to be reasonable. No matter whether he is a dog that does not bark or a villain, he understands the truth anyway. What the doctor said He had no doubts at all, whether it was Song Beiyun or the old imperial doctor.

"Brother Beipo, go back. If you still have a fever at midnight, send someone to call me."

"Brother Yu understands." Beipo said and bowed deeply to the end: "My virtuous brother often comes here."

This sound is often true, but it is actually human nature. After all, his life was indeed brought back by Song Beiyun from the ghost gate. Before Song Beiyun came that night, he had already seen the revolving doors of life, and the one that appeared the most was The details of growing up with Jin Ling'er.

After this illness, Beipo cherishes life more and more and vows to do his best for Jin Ling'er. In his future life, fame and Jin Ling'er are all he has.

And all this is thanks to Song Beiyun, without him, my own life would be gone, death would be like a lamp going out, and the beautiful and lovely Princess Her Royal Highness would end up lying in someone's arms and tactful Chenghuan.

As for Song Beiyun, he does not have any utilitarian purpose. As a doctor, treating patients is a professional ethics and instinct. Although he always says that he is a yin and yang family, his ideas are actually more inclined to the Legalists, but they are not as good as the "criminal use" of the Legalists. The severe penalty doctrine of Yu Jiangguo should be gentle and neutral, advocating that "the law does not punish the guilty, and the law cannot forgive the guilty". .

So did Beipo do something bad?No, I haven't even scolded anyone. If he didn't save Jin Ling'er just because he liked Jin Ling'er, then the knowledge Song Beiyun had learned over the years, and the worldview, values, and morals he had established with his master would be as good as dogs. He couldn't even forgive himself.

In the past, he never understood the meaning of the phrase "Don't read the Water Margin". At one time, he thought that he could not read it because it would make young people excited.But it was later discovered that there were really not many good people among the one hundred and eight bandits of the Water Margin. Those distorted values ​​will make young people evil, selfish, and greedy, which is not a good thing.

"Junior brother, you are a bit strange." The old imperial doctor said, "You obviously don't like that person, but why do you still treat him with this thousand-gold medicine?"

Song Beiyun frowned slowly: "If the old man was here, you would have been slapped on the face when you said that."

The old imperial doctor was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted. He clasped his fists and stretched his arms forward and bowed at ninety degrees to Song Beiyun: "Brother is so confused."

The old imperial doctor really blushed, and suddenly thought of what his master said when he was a barefoot doctor more than 30 years ago. .

And the words I said just now are obviously against the original intention of this profession. Isn't this profession just for curing diseases and saving lives?

"The life of the disaster victims outside the city is like nothing. I used four taels." Song Beiyun said with a smile, "I almost ran out of stock, so ten thousand gold is not too much, right? If these four taels were used on dignitaries, wouldn't it be okay?" Rising to the top of the sky, soaring to the top?"

"Yes……"

"Then what's the point of using it on the victims?"

"Just to save people."

Song Beiyun smiled: "As a doctor, you should always remember that human life is as big as the sky, senior brother."

This brother's cry made the old imperial doctor's eyes bloodshot, his face was very hot, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground and get down there.Just like what the younger brother said just now, whenever there is an elder in the school, when he said that sentence, he must be beaten severely.

"After I go back, I will punish myself by copying the door rules three hundred times." The old imperial doctor lowered his head and said to the child who made a mistake, "I will never do it again in the future."

"Actually, I don't blame you." Song Beiyun stretched his waist: "After all, the world is not good, and the future may not be too good, but there will always be someone who will persevere and never forget the original intention of entering the industry."

After being embarrassed for a long time, the old imperial doctor finally recovered, and the two of them walked slowly on the busy streets of Luzhou City.

This place seems to be more lively than before. Because of the trade and taxation measures, the number of merchants on the street has not decreased but increased. Many merchants from the Western Regions, Dashi, and even Tianzhu that were previously invisible have appeared here. Many scarce Spices, beautiful glassware and some ores used as medicinal materials also appeared in the world.

Song Beiyun carried a backpack and wandered around the stalls of these foreign merchants, looking for all the materials that could be used.

"Junior Brother, I dare to ask, how is this medicine refined? I just asked casually... If Junior Brother doesn't want to talk about it, I won't mention it anymore."

"Do you want to learn?"

"This……"

The old imperial doctor was a little embarrassed. The prescription itself was a secret, but this medicine was so miraculous, so he didn't say he was jealous, but simply curious. After all, he was also in this line of work, and curiosity was also human nature.

"If you want to learn, I will teach you."

"Ah?" The old imperial doctor didn't seem to hear clearly, so he repeated: "What?"

"I said, if you want to learn, I will tell you the method of refining." Song Beiyun picked up a piece of alum mine and smelled it, then said casually: "Then pass it on and tell your disciples."

The old imperial doctor looked at Song Beiyun in disbelief: "This...this..."

"I don't rely on this to make money. Your imperial hospital is the most formal medical institution in the country." Song Beiyun said while selecting other materials and spices: "With you guys improving it in mass production, I think I can save money. There are a lot of things. If something happens to me, this kind of thing will not be lost, and I will teach you the rest."

"This... this, this, this..." The old imperial doctor was a little at a loss: "But this is what the younger brother needs to live and work."

"A talent like me, do I need this thing to live and work?" Song Beiyun laughed: "Brother, you underestimate me too much."

If someone else said this, [-]% of them would be blindsided, but if someone else would definitely not just say such a precious thing, what does this mean?Isn't that the same as telling everyone "I don't care about this at all, you can take it if you want it, I have better ones".

Of course, the old imperial doctor has indeed seen this miraculous junior. Those treasures on him are not natural treasures but the crystallization of wisdom, and any one taken out will shock the ancient and modern.

"Then I'm here to thank Junior Brother...but..."

Seeing the old imperial doctor hesitate to speak, Song Beiyun gave him a surprised look: "But what?"

"I mean, but in the future, the inheritance of the medical school will probably belong to the younger brother, so it can't be considered as my brother." The old imperial doctor laughed: "It's a good thing, a good thing... "

"But junior brother...does this recipe need to be kept secret?"

"Recipe? Steamed buns with sugar water, what a secret."

"Ah?" The old imperial doctor was dumbfounded: "Steamed buns?"

"Ang, steamed buns...to be more precise, it's starch." Song Beiyun said as he finished shopping, carrying a small backpack on his back, "This thing is called penicillin, and it's from..."

After a long introduction, the old imperial doctor asked solemnly: "Does this mean that this medicine is also poisonous?"

"Well, you need to do a skin test before using it. Anyway, if it can be purified, it will be much better, and if it is not stored properly, it will easily fail. Therefore, the monthly output should not be too high, but it must be maintained for a long time. The four seasons of the cultivation tank It’s the kind that keeps going, lighting a fire in winter and cooling down in summer, it’s very troublesome.”

Song Beiyun is right about this point. This thing is prepared by one person. It is really annoying. If the temperature drops without warning at any time, it often happens that the whole body is finished overnight. He really doesn’t have much. I have spent all my energy to take care of the penicillium of this dog day.

So simply entrust this relatively mature craft, and spare more time and energy to toss new things, wouldn't it be wonderful?

"By the way, brother, I remember you are from Jiangxi, right?"

"Extremely."

"The Yan family, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you know someone named Yan Shu?" Song Beiyun didn't test it, and asked directly: "I heard that he is the number one talented person in Jiangnan West Road. He is about my age. I want to meet him."

Upon hearing this, the old imperial doctor smiled like a chrysanthemum. Seeing this, Song Beiyun said with a strange expression, "Why are you smiling so brightly all of a sudden?"

"Brother, to be honest, this Yan Shu you mentioned is my own grandson, brother." The old imperial doctor spoke with pride, with his chest raised high and his toes high: "What is the number one talented man in Jiangxi?" , just a child."

"You..." Song Beiyun shook his head and said, "It's too obvious, restrain yourself."

The old imperial doctor coughed a few times: "But junior brother, don't worry, he will arrive in Luzhou city to take the state examination in a few days, and he will also come to see you, junior brother."

"It's a little embarrassing, isn't he older than me?"

"Big...it needs to be older. My darling grandson is already nineteen this year, so the younger brother seems to have not yet turned nineteen, right?"

"Well, I haven't arrived yet. I'm a little over 17 years old." Song Beiyun thought for a while, then suddenly laughed: "It doesn't matter, I can talk to him differently, I call him brother, he calls me grandpa."

The old imperial doctor's expression was extremely strange, and he pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "Is this inappropriate?"

Chapter 107: On May 5, Xiao Yu only recognizes clothes but not people

If anyone in the world is the best to join in the fun, it is undoubtedly the group of scholars who claim to care about the country and the people. They don't stand up when the storm is on the cusp, but they are always deaf after the calm.

Da Song Cheng also has this group of people, and losers also have this group of people.

Song Beiyun and his senior brother came back from the disaster-stricken area and happened to see such a group of well-dressed young people at the gate of the city, calling for friends and wishing each other well.When chatting with each other, they all seem to have a bodhisattva heart, worrying about the country and the people.

On the other hand, Song Beiyun was barefoot, his trousers were covered with muddy water, his head and face were covered with dust, and the second-rank senior medical officer next to him was similar, except that his palm was accidentally cut by a thorn while climbing the mountain. Wrapped in sterile tampons, the two looked miserable.

Especially when the two of them were still standing at the gate of the city, each holding a piece of mutton oil and eating it. At first glance, they looked like two poor people, inconspicuous at all.

But when those scholars came over, they were full of gold and friends, and they wanted to be recognized at a glance as some well-known talents.

"They brought a mouth to support the disaster area." Song Beiyun chewed the mutton cake, swallowed it and took a sip of water: "What are these people here for?"

"It's Haoerlang who is called by the East Gate."

The old imperial doctor said something with disdain on his face, the two looked at each other, and laughed in a very tacit understanding, with strong disdain for this group of people in their tone.

"Junior brother, you said you want to produce a thousand catties of grain per mu? Is this... really feasible?"

"Give it a try, but I'm really not proficient in this, but with chemical fertilizers, there is some hope." Song Beiyun sighed and said, "At that time, we will make a combination of medicine and food."

The old imperial doctor didn't react immediately: "Is the doctor the imperial doctor's doctor?"

"Hahaha, brother, you still care about this."

"People are always seeking fame." The old imperial doctor looked towards the sky: "If this day really comes, it will be great. At that time, I will be able to explain to my master under the nine springs."

While talking, many people dressed as scholars came here in various means of transportation, the most conspicuous of which was a carriage. The Song Dynasty had always been short of horses, and now the entire North and Central Plains were gone. Horses were even more important. It was scarce, and those who could use horses were either big men at the level of King Fu, or some big clansmen.

Although there are some horses in the folk, most of them are inferior horses and old horses that are not ranked well, and the rent is expensive. Most people ride in bullock carts most of the time, which is very slow.

And this carriage is obviously of a very gorgeous type, and the decorative pattern on it is definitely not something that ordinary people can have. Last time Song Beiyun saw similar ones on the carriage of the Duke of Dingguo, that is to say, the people sitting in this carriage must be It is a man of the level of a father-in-law.

If Song Beiyun's guess is correct, the person sitting in this car is probably Zuo Rou's unmarried husband. As for why he is said to be unmarried instead of Zuo Rou.Isn't this nonsense, brother Zuo Rou is very irritable, and a tiger can be killed after drinking a little wine. This kind of thing with small arms and legs is not enough for her three meals.

"This is the car of Wen Shenggong's family." The old imperial doctor stood by the city gate: "It was this car that Wen Shenggong and I went fishing in the East China Sea."

When he was speaking, a passing scholar seemed to have heard him. The man turned his head to look at the old imperial doctor, and saw that he was all dirty, and he was holding a half-gnawed mutton disease in his hand. But Mudlegzi let out a disdainful laugh when he said such words.

"People are laughing at you." Song Beiyun took a bite of the cake and said, "Go, go up and beat him."

"Ah ah ah..." The old imperial doctor hurriedly grabbed Song Beiyun: "Forget it, junior brother can't be impulsive, it's not worth fighting for this kind of people with your rich body, you won the prison, lost the diagnosis, Not worth it not worth it."

Song Beiyun didn't care about that much, pointing at the young man who was laughing just now: "You!"

The scholar turned his head, looked at Song Beiyun with a disdainful expression, showed a clear smile, and left without stopping at all.

Song Beiyun thought for a while, picked up a wooden stick from the ground, rushed up and smashed it down on his shoulder without saying a word.

A doctor who is proficient in human anatomy is quite accurate in beating people. When the stick is dropped, people will fall to their knees in pain when the stick is broken, but there will be absolutely no serious problems.

After hitting people, Song Beiyun turned his head directly: "Run!"

"Oh... I... this..."

The old imperial doctor looked at the young man who was howling on the ground, and then at the people surrounding him following the sound. He couldn't bear to think about it, so he followed Song Beiyun's footsteps.

The two ran for two miles in one breath before stopping. Song Beiyun looked back without blushing and panting, "Didn't you come after me?"

"It seems not." The old imperial doctor is also in good condition, but he is a little out of breath. After all, he is not forgiving. He has been swimming and climbing in the morning, and he is obviously a little tired after sprinting for this kilometer. up.

"Hahaha."

Song Beiyun leaned against the wall and squatted down. After laughing, he touched the dozing old cat with one hand and said to the old imperial doctor: "This kind of dog will be beaten if he is beaten. If he looks down on us, we must not beat him." He can't do it? You have to be calm when you are old, but I am only seventeen or eighteen years old, and I am at the age of fighting."

Facing such an eccentric junior brother, what else can the old imperial doctor say?He somehow didn't understand Song Beiyun, his thinking was a little weird, but he was calm and not like a boy who would beat someone up when he said it.

But who cares, he still doesn't know what his master's school looks like?The master in the family looked like this until he was about to die. Isn't it normal to have such a junior brother?

"Brother, it's getting late, I'm still cooking meat at home, so I'm leaving."

"Ugh……"

Before the old imperial doctor could persuade him to stay, Song Beiyun trotted all the way and disappeared around the corner. The old man laughed helplessly, shook his head silently for a while, and then swayed in another direction humming a little tune.

Back home, Zuorou and the others happened to be there, because Qiaoqiao brought the clothes back overnight to sew yesterday, so they all gathered here today. of.

When Song Beiyun went upstairs, it happened that when Zuo Rou came out after changing her clothes, the two bumped into each other at the door. Zuo Rou was taken aback, and beat Song Beiyun's chest, "You're going to die, are you silent when you walk?" ?”