Back to his "Guanxiang Pavilion", Liu Wenyang felt that he had gone out for a walk, and the cold worsened, and he felt so uncomfortable...

Xiao Tong Mingyue hurriedly invited a nearby doctor to come over. The old Chinese doctor had a white beard and looked like a profound medical practitioner.

Liu Wenyang was lying on the bed, and the old Chinese doctor said to him: "Come on, I'll take my pulse first."

Liu Wenyang stretched out one hand from under the thick quilt, and Tong Mingyue helped roll up his sleeves and exposed his wrist.

The old Chinese doctor stretched out his three fingers, Zhongdianguan, and gently placed the remaining two fingers on the cun and the cun. He concentrated his mind and observed the pulse. After a moment, he said, "I'll take a look at the young master's tongue again."

Liu Wenyang had to spit out half of his tongue. The old Chinese doctor came up to take a look, then reached out and touched his forehead, nodded slightly, and said, "Young Master Liu is a syndrome of external cold and qi depression."

When Liu Wenyang heard this, he realized that he was really cold and cold. However, Tong Mingyue didn't understand and asked anxiously: "Then is there anything wrong with our young master?"

The old Chinese doctor stroked his beard and ignored him, but looked at Liu Wenyang and said, "Young Master, do you feel very cold, but your body is very hot, with a headache, and no sweating. You feel stuffy in your chest and abdominal area. You have a bad appetite and don't want to eat?"

Liu Wenyang nodded. It seemed that the other party had two brushes, but he was not the quack doctor or Mongolian doctor. He couldn't help but say, "The old man is right, but I don't know how you can see it?"

The old Chinese doctor smiled and said, "Young Master's pulse is floating, and the floating pulse is the surface. The tongue coating is thin and white but not greasy. The white coating is the cold. The forehead is covered with such a thick silk quilt, and a blanket is added to it. You must be afraid of cold. But there is no sweat on your forehead. When you take the pulse, you also find that your palms are not sweaty. When you are talking, your brows are always slightly frowning. This is a natural reaction to headaches. In addition, I already know the disease that your young master has after going out today. According to the observed situation, you are afraid of cold and body heat, and your headache is not sweaty. If you combine the pulse and tongue, you can definitely be an external wind-cold syndrome."

"So that's it." Liu Wenyang couldn't help but nodded. It seemed that there were tricks for each profession. Practicing medicine was like observing the appearance, and it needed to be careful and careful. So he said, "Since the old man has already told me all the disease right, then tell me how to treat it?"

"Since you know the disease symptoms, it will be easy to get below. Wind and cold are on the surface, so you naturally need to use medicines to relieve exterior symptoms. At the same time, there is also depression and discomfort, so you need to regulate qi and become loose. There is a medicine called perilla leaves, which can not only disperse cold, but also regulate qi and become loose, killing two birds with one stone. It can be used for Gongzi's disease."

"Just use this medicine?"

"Of course not, you need to use other medicines. As the saying goes: the king and the ministers are in charge of the use of medicines, and the use of medicines is like using military force. For this minister, use Xiangfu. Xiangfu not only can promote qi and relieve depression, but also help perilla leaves to regulate qi and relieve qi. As for the main reason for chest and abdomen, it is mainly due to qi depression, but it is also related to dampness and stagnation. Therefore, it is also necessary to use medicines that regulate qi and dampness. Tangerine peel is the most suitable for this responsibility. It can help the king and ministers to promote qi and relieve qi and relieve qi and fluids. In addition, it can also be combined with dampness and turbidity and promote body fluids. In addition, it is also suitable for the combination of tangerine peel.

A medicinal licorice can strengthen the spleen and harmonize the middle, match with Xiangfu and Tangerine peel, promote qi without consuming qi, and can also harmonize the properties of the medicine. It has two roles, so it is considered to be a dual identity of adjuvant and drug use. In addition, the young master had a little cough, and added some platycodon to help relieve phlegm and relieve cough..." The old Chinese doctor talked and prescribed the prescription in a moment, and then told Liu Wenyang: "This wind and cold can be big or small. Although my prescription is quite effective, it is best not to work hard, take more rest, especially not stay up late..."

Rest more? Don’t stay up late? Is it possible! Liu Wenyang understood that this was the kindness of the old Chinese doctor, but he just gave it perfunctory.

After the old Chinese doctor left, Xiao Tong Mingyue hurried to the medicine shop to grab the medicinal materials, returned to the house, and then was busy decorating the medicine with water.

But when he came over with the medicine bowl, he saw Liu Wenyang not lying on the bed to rest, but was sitting at the desk and writing.

The little boy Mingyue was anxious and complained to Liu Wenyang and said, "Master, why don't you listen to the doctor? He asked you to have a good rest, but you are writing again."

Liu Wenyang coughed a few times and said, "I'm rushing for manuscripts. I need to hand them over to the fat man Hu Gua tomorrow." After saying that, he coughed again.

Seeing that he was like this, Xiao Tong Mingyue felt distressed and said, "Young Master, please drink this bowl of medicine first, I'll write it for you!"

Liu Wenyang felt the wrists of the pen were sore. He had struggled to write calligraphy in the brush, but now he thought about it. He gave up his seat and said to Mingyue: "I read it and you will write it."

"Young Master will drink the medicine first."

Under Mingyue's urging, Liu Wenyang had to frown and slowly drink the extremely hard-working decoction.

After finally finishing the medicine soup, Liu Wenyang breathed a sigh of relief. The little Tong Mingyue took the empty bowl, helped him sit on the bed, and then returned to the table and took the pen and said, "Young Master, read it, I'll write it!"

Liu Wenyang began to tell the "story" he "written".

Xiao Tong Mingyue is a genius child. She reads very quickly with Liu Wenyang, and her brush calligraphy is even more beautiful than Liu Wenyang's writing.

At first, he was only concerned about copying, but gradually he was attracted by the stories he was talking about by his young master.

The stories told by Liu Wenyang are all small and small, which are very strange and interesting.

Xiao Tong Mingyue is young and has strange thoughts and thoughts. No matter how strange it is, there is no strange story like Liu Wenyang, and no matter how strange it is, there is no strange story like these.

"Once the slaughter comes home late, the meat in the carriage is gone, and there are bones left. On the way, the two wolves are walking far away. They are afraid of slaughtering and throw them with bones. One wolf gets the bones, and the other wolf still follows. Then the wolf stops, and the wolf stops and the wolf arrives again. The bones are gone, and the two waves drive away as before..."

...

"The King of Taiyuan went early and met a girl who ran alone with her in her arms. She was very difficult to walk. She walked quickly and took advantage of her. She was beautiful and beautiful. She loved each other and asked: Why are you walking alone every night? The woman said: Those who practice the way cannot relieve their sorrows, why bother asking..."

...

"Ning Caichen, a native of Zhejiang, is generous and generous, and respects oneself. Every couple said: There is no different color in their lives. When they go to Jinhua, they go to Beiguo, and untied Lanruo. The temple pagoda in the middle of the temple is magnificent, but there is no one, as if they are gone..."

...

Liu Wenyang coughed and told ten stories in one breath. Xiao Tong Mingyue copied it with relish and even forgot that his wrist was sore.

Until Liu Wenyang stopped telling the story, the little boy Mingyue was still immersed in these ten unique ghost and fox stories and could not extricate himself.

He couldn't figure out what kind of brain his young master was. He could make up such a wonderful short story. He especially liked the article "Nie Xiaoqian", and felt that the whole article was full of indescribable mystery.

"Young Master, your stories are so wonderful! I used to know that you are good at fortune telling, but I didn't know that you are so good at telling stories!" Xiao Tong Mingyue put down her pen and turned back to Liu Wenyang happily and said.

But on the bed, Liu Wenyang, who had just endured the cough and told the story, had already fallen asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

The little boy Mingyue felt sad. He didn't understand why his young master wanted to sacrifice himself. He had a great life, but he had to ask for trouble. He just praised these stories as good-looking, but now he felt that these stories hurt the young master. If it weren't for these things, the young master wouldn't have been so tired.

Mingyue walked to Liu Wenyang, bent down and gently took off Liu Wenyang's shoes, then raised his legs, put them on the bed, and covered them with the bed. Then she breathed a sigh of relief.

...

Just as the little boy Mingyue was waiting for Liu Wenyang to go to bed, the spring breeze smiled in the building. Chun Shisanniang was fiddling with the pieces on Go, but she was not playing Go. Instead, she was studying the newly invented five-son connection gameplay that Liu Wenyang had.

"This kind of gameplay is interesting. No wonder Chunmei and Qiuju are so addicted. Tell me, is it better to block other people's routes and only defend but not attack, or to continuously attack the other party and take the opportunity to find flaws?"

"This... I don't know..." Shiqin was very puzzled. Why would his master be interested in this kind of thing?

"If you don't know, you won't know. Are you going to report something if you come here so late?"

"Yes, master, this is the information I just received..." Shiqin respectfully submitted the information.

Chun Shisanniang glanced at her for a few times, but said nothing.

"It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really coming soon, and even the ancestors can't help but want to come here to stay." Chun Shisanniang said to herself.

Shiqin knew that the "ancestor" was Lai Hanchen, the leader who founded the Jinyiwei.

Lai Hanchen, a godlike figure, came and went around Emperor Hongwu, but few people knew his origins and deeds. It was his contribution to protecting the emperor that in the battle between Zhu Chongba and Chen Youliang, he shot the Chen thief with one arrow and won the famous Poyang Lake victory. Afterwards, people from all walks of life were rewarded according to their merits. Only Lai Hanchen knelt down and begged Zhu Chongba to hand over the guards and soldiers around him to train him into a new army so as to better serve the emperor's kindness.

Zhu Chongba, who was only the "King of Wu" at that time, readily agreed to his request, so Lai Hanchen only chose orphans to teach the most cruel training for secret spies. Within the law, he enforced national laws and excluded dissidents outside the law. This organization is called the "Embroidered Uniform Guard"!

At the beginning, many people laughed at Lai Hanchen for being stupid and not giving rewards, but wanted to establish such a bullshit "Embroidered Uniform Guard". However, with the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the Embroidered Uniform Guard began to become the most powerful minion of His Majesty the Emperor, no one could laugh.

Lai Hanchen held the power of life and death, and secretly, there were countless people who died at his hands, so that the Ming Dynasty was terrified of talking about the tiger. But when Lai Hanchen was at its peak, he chose to retire and took the initiative to hand over the command of the Jinyiwei, and recommended his subordinate Mao Xiang as the first commander of the Jinyiwei.

Mao Xiang was originally a member of the prosecutor, that is, an intelligence officer. Many court officials also knew about this. To be a good intelligence officer, he must have strong observation and be careful and not let go of any possible clues, but it seems that there is no need to have a abilities. It seems that he would rather kill three thousand and not let go of one. It seems that the intelligence officer should have. Mao Xiang did have such qualities. Therefore, it is not controversial that he became the first commander of the Jinyiwei.

But just when Mao Xiang thought he could leave out the shadow of Lai Hanchen and become the number one in the shadow, he was not proud for long before he was implicated in the Hu Weiyong case.

Immediately afterwards, Lai Hanchen did not take the initiative to make a comeback, but instead recommended Yang Xian as the second commander of the Jinyiwei next to Emperor Hongwu. However, like his predecessor, this mighty Yang Xian also died without a place to die because of his power and intrigue with the court officials.

Since then, the commander of the Jinyiwei has changed again and again, but only Lai Hanchen has been hiding deep in it, like the shadow of a devil, circling in the Jinyiwei camp, deeply trusted by Emperor Hongwu, and standing firm.

Only then did people realize that the so-called most powerful figure of the Jinyiwei was this ancestor who founded the organization. No matter where he was, Jinyiwei would always be a weapon in his hands, and no one dared to compete.

Now, the ancestor Lai Hanchen is coming to Poyang City to take charge, and he is undoubtedly afraid that the Emperor's grandson will have an accident in the inspection of Jiangnan this time. The scene must be behind this scene. Otherwise, the ancestor who was not in the eyes of the dragon would not take action personally.

But for Chun Shisanniang, this is not good news.

First, if the ancestor really came here, it would mean that he did not trust his work; secondly, as soon as he came here, he deprived himself of the power to exercise the dispatch of the Jinyiwei; finally, the ancestor was unfathomable and was under great pressure to be with him, so if he didn't do it well, something would happen.

Therefore, Chun Shisanniang thought for a while and replied to a secret letter saying that all hidden dangers have been eliminated and there is no need for the ancestors to do their best.

After processing these important information, the following things were almost trivial, including some news from Liu Wenyang.

Chun Shisanniang glanced at her a few times and couldn't help but smile.

Shiqin was observing her master's reaction. Seeing that she was laughing at Liu Wenyang's information, she couldn't help but report: "I don't understand. The man surnamed Liu didn't prepare to open a business and tell fortunes for people, but he started to publish a book!" Then she said, "If he continues to mess around like this, he will let down his master's kindness!"

Chun Shisanniang disagreed, smiled charmingly, and threw the report aside. On it was everything that Liu Wenyang had done in the past two days and everyone he had contacted, including the miserable Wang Xiaoer and the fat man Hu Gua from Buyi Bookstore.

"Although this person is a little unemployed, it is also interesting!" This is Chun Shisanniang's evaluation of Liu Wenyang.

The maid Shiqin couldn't help but frown secretly. She felt that her master seemed to be too partial to this little charlatan.

"Give him some of the spiritual medicine given to me by my ancestors. Although it is just typhoid fever, it needs to be treated well!" Chun Shisanniang said lightly.

This is no longer partiality, but love. Shi Qin felt a sense of jealousy. The spiritual medicine given by his ancestors is so precious, and the master actually...he wants to give it to the little charlatan!

There were a hundred and ten thousand people in my heart who were unhappy and unwilling to do so, so the maid Shiqin had to hide it in her heart, hold it in her stomach, and responded to the promise.
Chapter completed!