Cross the streets, bypass the buildings, and enter the alleys, leaving the noise of the city behind.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Is Mr. Liuxuan here?"
Li Ang knocked on the courtyard door, and the person who opened the door was a gentle middle-aged man.
Pu Liuxuan, a professor at Zhenzhou Prefecture, and Li Ang's father, Li Hanquan, were good friends in literature and tea ceremony.
"Risheng, come in and sit down."
Pu Liuxuan smiled slightly reluctantly, opened the courtyard door, and took Li Ang into the back room to sit down.
Li Ang put down the two cans of Qujiang flakes and explained with a smile that they were gifts from Song Shaoyuan and himself.
"Shaoyuan..."
Mentioning Song Shaoyuan, a smile appeared on Pu Liuxuan's face, and he said gently: "He has always been diligent and conscientious. As long as he is not too nervous about this provincial examination, it will be no problem to pass the exam and come back."
"yes."
Li Ang nodded, feeling unperturbed. Song Shaoyuan was good at everything, but his personality was too honest and kind. In addition, his family had savings, so he often invited guests to dinner and supported his classmates in Jeju Academy who came from less well-off families.
Whether he said he was impatient and righteous, or he was taken advantage of, Song Shaoyuan always had a few literary friends around him. A group of people often traveled around the mountains and rivers, and held the "Qushui Shang" activity where they drank wine and composed poems.
With such a group of friends touting him, Song Shaoyuan was probably under a lot of pressure. It would be embarrassing if he failed the examination.
"By the way, where is aunt?"
Li Ang took out a hexagonal rouge box, "This is Feixiaji's rouge cream. I used to see my aunt often buy their peach blossom powder. That stuff is made of cinnabar, although it is more delicate than rouge and has better color development.
, but it is harmful to the human body. Like white lead powder, it is best not to apply it frequently.
Ordinary rouge and rice noodles are fine."
The so-called cinnabar is actually a mercury sulfide mineral. Long-term contact with the skin may cause allergic reactions. Lead powder is purely a heavy metal. Long-term use may cause blue color of the skin and even metal poisoning.
"Isn't cinnabar soothing?"
Pu Liuxuan frowned slightly and rubbed his forehead, "Forget it, your aunt is coaxing the child in the backyard. Ju'er almost fell off the bed a few days ago and has been crying a lot these days. By the way, how are you preparing for the state exam?
How are you doing?"
"Okay."
Li Ang coughed lightly. The contents of the Yu State's imperial examination include policy theory, poetry and poetry, understanding of Confucian classics and their annotations, calligraphy, mathematical calculations, Yu State's laws, etc.
Li Ang's policy analysis, calligraphy and arithmetic were fine, but his attainments in poetry, poetry and Confucian classics were relatively average.
On average, it is estimated to be at the upper-middle level, slightly above the passing line for the provincial examination.
"It's okay or not."
Pu Liuxuan frowned and said: "The dove is in the mulberry tree, and its son is in the thorn."
"A gentleman whose manners are gentle and graceful. His manners which are gentle and graceful are like those of the Four Kingdoms."
Li Ang straightened his back, straightened his sitting posture, and said honestly: ""Cao Feng·鸸鸸"."
"Um."
Pu Liuxuan nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask questions, randomly selecting one or two sentences from "Zuo Shi Chun Qiu", "Book of Rites", "The Analects of Confucius" and other classics, and asked Li Ang to tell the context, official annotations, and his own understanding.
Li Ang bit the bullet and managed to cope with it. Classics were a required subject for the imperial examinations in the Yu State. There were nine official classics (i.e., required books), "Zuo Shi Chun Qiu", "Book of Rites", "Mao Shi", "Zhou Rites", "
"Rituals", "Book of Changes", "Shangshu", "Gongyang Chunqiu", "Guliang Chunqiu".
Candidates must not only be familiar with these nine scriptures, but also read the official commentaries of each scripture to have their own understanding, and be familiar with other scriptures that may be tested in their spare time, such as "The Classic of Filial Piety", "The Analects of Confucius", and "Laozi"
wait.
The scriptures are voluminous and difficult to read, and it is difficult to read them all in one go, let alone memorize them all.
Li Ang painstakingly recalled those scriptures. Even if he had read medical books that were taller than a human being, he still found them a bit difficult to bear.
Just as he was struggling to cope with the teacher's questions, a loud cry of children came from the backyard.
Pu Liuxuan interrupted the question, pursed his lips and walked towards the backyard. Li Ang also breathed a sigh of relief silently and followed him.
In the backyard, Pu Liuxuan's wife Guan Lishu was seen holding her three-year-old son who kept crying, looking anxious and coaxing him.
"what happened?"
Pu Liuxuan took his son from his wife's arms, "Why are you crying again?"
"I don't know. As soon as I touch Ju'er's hand, he won't stop crying. No matter how much he is coaxed, he can't be coaxed."
Guan Lishu looked tired. She probably hadn't slept well for a long time. When she saw Li Ang approaching, she forced out a smile and said, "Risheng is here. Have you had breakfast? There is still some porridge at home."
"No, Auntie, we just had some at home."
Li Ang looked at the crying and struggling child in Pu Liuxuan's arms, frowned slightly and said, "Teacher, can you show me Ju'er?"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"If your arm hurts, it may be dislocated."
Li Ang asked Pu Liuxuan to sit on the chair, held the child firmly, and then moved forward and played with the child's arms.
The left arm showed a standard deformity of 135 degrees, the elbow was half flexed, the forearm was moderately pronated, and the cry was louder when pressing the elbow...
"Subluxation of the radial head."
A passage of text appeared in Li Ang's mind. While coaxing him not to cry, he gently pinched the child's arm skillfully, and while bending the elbow joint, he rotated the forearm.
Click.
An undetectable bouncing sensation came from the child's arm. Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief and put the child's arm down.
"alright."
He shook his hand and took a few steps back.
A few seconds later, the child who was crying loudly just now suddenly softened his cry, sobbed, and looked at his arms in confusion.
"Huh?"
Pu Liuxuan and his wife were stunned for a moment. They had been worried about their son's inexplicable crying in the past few days, and his wife Guan Lishu almost copied Buddhist scriptures at home.
Pu Liuxuan asked hurriedly: "What's going on?"
"Dislocated arm."
Li Ang raised his hand and patted his elbow, and said to the teacher in a relaxed tone: "A child's elbow joint, that is, the elbow, is not as strong as an adult's.
There is a small head on the bone here of the elbow, which is close to the surrounding bones and covers it like a semicircle.
If it is not set firmly enough or is exposed to external force, the bone can easily be pulled out of the semicircle, causing dislocation.
When a child rolls on the bed, the body presses the upper limbs under the body, which can easily cause the elbow joint to hyperextend, causing the elbow bone to dislocate. In addition, when adults hold the hands of the child while walking, be careful to prevent falling, which can also easily cause dislocation.
By the time the child is about five years old, the bones of the elbow will grow and become less likely to fall out."
"So that's it."
Guan Lishu breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Li Ang gratefully. The couple had a son in middle age. She was really afraid that she would accidentally do something that would hurt her son. "Ju'er, please thank Brother Risheng."
"Thank you, brother Risheng."
The child, who still had tears on his face, bowed to Li Ang with a smile on his face. Li Ang waved his hand, feeling a little proud in his heart.
Although modern doctors rely on modern industry and cannot display their skills without supporting facilities, there is still no problem with bone-setting massage that does not rely on equipment.
etc.
Li Ang's expression froze, and he suddenly found that there was a lot of massage-related information in the memory palace of his brain, from Thai stretching massage to Japanese acupressure massage, which was extremely detailed.
What does this mean? Why is this in my head?
Who was I in my previous life?
This chapter has been completed!