Looking at the thin and withered child in front of him, Guo Mo really couldn't compare him with that famous figure in history.
There was the Song Dynasty, whether it was the Northern Song Dynasty or the Southern Song Dynasty. There is a collective name in the historical circles called the "Weak Song Dynasty". Strictly speaking, the Song Dynasty was not a complete unified dynasty.
Especially in the Southern Song Dynasty, it was essentially located in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River. Both in territorial area and military strength, it lagged behind the northern minority rulers.
As the saying goes: The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the rough wind knows the honest minister.
The weak predicament of the Southern Song Dynasty also gave birth to many "patriotic" literati and brave generals. Zhang Shijie was one of the best.
Zhang Shijie, a native of Fanyang, Zhuozhou, was a famous anti-Yuan general and national hero in the late Song Dynasty. Together with Wen Tianxiang and Lu Xiufu, he was known as the "Three Heroes of the late Song Dynasty".
There is no way to test such a person's early experiences, especially his childhood life and family background.
Is this really the child in front of him? How did he survive this terminal illness?
Guo Mo's thoughts flew to that period of humiliating and shocking history. Between history and reality, he didn't know what choice to make. Which one is true and which one is false?
Everyone saw Guo Mo standing there, motionless, and didn't know what to do.
Especially member Zhang Tong, who was wondering if he had said something wrong, might he have offended this Guo Shaoxia, right?
"Brother Mo," Huang Rong called in a low voice and pulled Guo Mo's sleeve with her hand.
"Oh, everyone, just now Guo was thinking about how to treat this child's disease. I'm sorry."
Guo Mo, who returned to normal, first lied to make up for his previous gaffe.
"Zhang Yuanwai, I really can't hide my son's situation. I can try my best..."
"Thank you, Mr. Guo, for your great kindness. I kowtow to you." Before Guo Mo could finish speaking, Zhang Tong knelt down on the ground again, kowtowing endlessly.
"Get up quickly, Mr. Zhang. I don't like these red tapes. If you do this again, Guo will not be able to stay here any longer."
After so many years in this world, Guo Mo still feels normal when he kneels down to his elders or benefactors.
If others kneel down to him, especially a person who is so much older than him, Guo Mo really can't get over the hurdle in his heart.
Zhang Tong didn't dare to kneel anymore when he saw what Guo Mo said was true. He still bowed deeply.
"Since I promised to treat you, I will definitely go all out, but I have three conditions, which must be stated in person." Guo Mo said solemnly.
"Guo Shaoxia, please tell me, as long as I can save the child's life, I will go bankrupt, or even give up my own life, without hesitation."
"Mr. Zhang's words are serious. When Guo rescued your son, he did not ask for your property and did not seek your life. Maybe everything is fate."
"Guo only has these three conditions. The first condition is that the Young Master needs to worship me as his master. He can also be regarded as my eldest disciple."
Guo Mo thought about it and found it a bit hard to believe that he was only nineteen years old and he was about to take on a disciple?
"What kind of request is this? Being able to take the young hero as my teacher is just a child, and it is also a blessing for our Zhang family."
Of course Zhang Tong has no objection. His son needs to practice advanced skills to be cured, so it is natural for him to have a famous teacher.
"The second condition is that I will live in this 'Zhang House' from now on. This house is quite spacious and it is not in a busy area. I just don't need so many servants. I just need to leave a few people to take care of daily life."
"Whether it's caring for patients or practicing martial arts, you need a relatively quiet environment."
Zhang Tong promised that everything would be handled according to Guo Mo's requirements.
"The third condition is that I am not allowed to mention the fact that I have accepted your son as my apprentice. Before I feel that the time has come, my son will not be able to regard himself as Guo's apprentice when he is out in the future." Guo Mo said solemnly.
Zhang Tong was a little puzzled when he heard this, wondering what the purpose of Guo Mo's condition was.
But when I think about the experts in the world, many have weird thoughts and behaviors. As long as it is beneficial to my son, there is no harm in agreeing.
Therefore, Zhang Tong agreed to all three conditions proposed by Guo Mo.
Fortunately, there were not many people present. Apart from Guo Mo, Huang Rong and Zhang Tong, there was only the housekeeper Zhang Cheng. It was almost the third watch, and the onset of "Three Yin Abnormalities" often occurred at this time.
Now that he accepted the matter, Guo Mo stopped delaying and asked Huang Rong how to perform exercises to warm and nourish the meridians. The group returned to the backyard again and came to Zhang Shijie's bedroom.
A seven-year-old child already understands many things, especially after being tortured by this strange disease in recent years.
Seeing that it was time to get sick again, Xiao Shijie did not dare to sleep, with fear in his eyes.
"Don't be afraid, Jie'er, your illness can be cured." Zhang Tong hurriedly sat beside the bed, holding Zhang Shijie's little hand and comforting him.
However, it didn't seem to dispel the child's fear, because such comforting words had been said too many times.
"Jie'er, this is your master. He will cure your illness. Get up and see him."
What Zhang Tong means is that since he has accepted Guo Mo as his master, why should he kowtow to him?
"Zhang Yuanwai, it's important to treat the child first, and we'll talk about the rest later." Guo Mo didn't pay attention to these etiquettes.
Arriving at Zhang Shijie's bed, Guo Mo took off his shoes and socks and sat cross-legged on the bed.
"Shijie, sit cross-legged like this, relax your whole body and don't resist." Huang Rong also stepped forward and helped little Shijie sit up.
"I will inject Qi into your body in a while. It may feel a little itchy, a little hot, or even a little painful. You have to bear with it and you will be fine soon."
Guo Mo explained it first, but he didn’t know if Zhang Shijie could understand it.
Guo Mo put his palms on Zhang Shijie's back, with his left palm on top and his right palm on the bottom.
The left palm mobilizes the "Nine Yang True Qi" and inputs it into Zhang Shijie's body. If the shape of the "Nine Yang True Qi" at this time is used to describe it, it is as thick as a hair, or even thinner.
Guo Mo guided this "Nine Yang True Qi" to slowly advance along Zhang Shijie's meridians.
First go through the three yangs, the sun controls the outer surface, Yangming controls the inner surface, and Shaoyang controls half the outer surface and half the inner surface.
Along the way, although it was slow, it was smooth and smooth. As the "Nine Yang True Qi" passed by, the three Yang meridians seemed to be activated again, and even actively catered to the "Nine Yang True Qi".
After it was completely passed, Guo Mo could feel that the "Nine Yang True Qi" was missing a little bit, and it should have been left in the Three Yang Meridians for nourishment.
Mobilize another trace of "Nine Yang Qi" and begin to enter the three Yin meridians.
"Ah" Zhang Shijie, who had just entered Taiyin and felt warm just now, suddenly exhaled softly and his body shook unconsciously.
"Relax your whole body and don't resist," Guo Mo reminded again.
Taiyin, Shaoyin, Jueyin, acupuncture points one by one, slowly advance.
Zhang Shijie could only hear the "squeaking" sound of his teeth, but he didn't shout again, but beads of sweat flowed down from his head and neck.
Zhang Tong watched from the side, also very nervous. He saw his son sweating profusely and felt distressed, but he did not dare to step forward to help wipe it off.
Finally, the "nine yang true energy" traveled around in the three yang, three yin and six meridians, and returned to Guo Mo's body from the right palm.
Guo Mo clearly felt that the "Nine Yang Qi" transmitted back had a hint of coldness.
"Shijie, you performed well just now. Get ready, let's do it again." Guo Mo praised.
In the case of the third one, Guo Mo controls the same strength.
Zhang Shijie's feeling was that it was better every time. It was comfortable at the beginning, and in the second half, the unspeakable pain seemed to be reduced.
However, the sweat on my head and neck was flowing even more.