In the dark room, there was only one oil lamp, which illuminated a few feet. He looked seriously at his unconscious mother lying on the couch. Her dark face was full of sorrow. A thin piece of Leiyang paper was in her hand.
It seems to weigh more than a thousand pounds.
This is a prescription Zhang Zhongjing just prescribed for his mother. Since his mother has been bedridden all year round and has been serious about buying medicines for many years, she knows the prices of medicines very well. Many of the prescriptions written by Zhang Zhongjing contain precious herbs. He can't even buy a few of them with his monthly salary.
Side medicine, what should I do?
"Husband..." The stern wife Wang, who was dressed in cloth and had a bun on her back and an ordinary appearance, looked worried.
Seriously, he shook his head slowly, turned around and left his mother's bedroom without saying a word.
Liu Jing and Zhang Zhongjing saw him coming out and immediately stopped talking.
"Liu Jun, Zhang Jun..." He looked serious with a bitter look on his face.
Liu Jing didn't understand why he was so serious. Didn't Zhang Zhongjing say that his mother was not in fear of her life?
Zhang Zhongjing knew the reason. The Yan family's house was simple and simple, so he could naturally tell that his family was poor, but there was nothing he could do about it. Yan's mother's condition suddenly worsened, and her body was in urgent need of warmth and recuperation, and non-precious medicines would not work.
After Liu Jing understood the situation, he didn't take it seriously. Anything that could be solved with money was no big deal. He said to Zheng Zheng, "Bomu, I will make up for whatever is missing from your mother's medicine. There is no need to worry."
He didn't bear all the medical expenses for Yan's mother because he was afraid of hurting Yan's self-esteem, otherwise the money would be just a drop in the bucket for him.
"Liu Jun has not yet had a chance to repay his kindness for supporting me. Now he has saved my mother from danger. I am, I am..." He said solemnly, crying and unable to speak. He turned around and took care of his mother's wife Wang and his younger brother Yan Yi in the room.
After calling out, the three of them fell to the ground and thanked him profusely.
"Bomu doesn't have to be like this." Liu Jing helped Zhen Zhen stand up and comforted him with good words. When he was leaving, he held his hand and said:
"Bomu, you don't have to come to the market these days. You can take good care of your mother at home."
Bow solemnly and say "promise".
Liu Jing sighed again: "I have long admired your mother for being a virtuous mother, not letting Tianji. Today, your mother is ill and I cannot visit her. I will visit you in person someday." After saying this, he patted his head solemnly.
With thin shoulders, he turned around and boarded the carriage.
He solemnly watched the carriage disappear into the night, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
"Brother..." Yan Yi called softly from behind.
He looked at his younger brother seriously with red eyes and said word by word: "Jun Liu's kindness to my Yan family must be firmly remembered."
"Yes." Yan Yi looked solemn.
In the car, Zhang Zhongjing and Liu Jing sighed with emotion: "Confucius said: 'In a city with ten houses, there must be loyalty.' I didn't expect that besides Zhongda, there are also talents like Yan Bomu hidden in the city."
"Yan Bomu used to be the city warden..." Liu Jing introduced Zhang Zhongjing's serious past. Naturally, he couldn't help mentioning his keen eye for talents. Finally, he quoted the opening chapter of "The Theory of Horses": "There are Bole in the world, and then there are thousand-mile horses. Thousand-mile horses."
It always happens, but Bole doesn't always happen."
Seeing Liu Jing boasting about his talent, Zhang Zhongjing smiled and shook his head. Liu Zhongda was a rare genius in the world. If he had any shortcomings, it would be that he was too conceited.
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Although Zhang Zhongjing is one of the best doctors in the world, there is no medicine that can cure the disease. Even in the first few days, Yan's mother's condition did not improve at all, which made Yan Zheng worried. It was not until he took the medicine for more than half a month that he saw initial results.
Time has quietly entered December, and there is only the last month left in the second year of Xingping. This year can be said to be calm for the people of Linxiang. There is always something to add at the end of the year, so it has been deserted for a long time since the twelfth lunar month.
The market gradually regained some prosperity.
When there are more people, there are more things to do. Many vendors have been idle for a long time and have a sense of luck. They want to take advantage of the end of the year to make a killing and have a good year, completely forgetting about Liu Jing above their heads.
No matter if there is a copper bucket, just add water to the rice; no matter if there is an iron ruler, just weave the cloth thinner. On the surface, it is so rampant, but secretly, it is full of tricks. For a while, the market looks like a group of demons dancing.
The people were wronged and immediately came to the market to complain. In the past, the city officials would not have cared about it at all, but since Liu Jing took charge of the market and dismissed several city officials who neglected their duties, no one dared to turn a deaf ear to the people.
When Liu Jing received the following report, he couldn't help but laugh angrily. These traders first appeared in front of him as victims.
When he successively attacked the three evils in the city, officials, knights, and thieves, there was no sound of disturbance in the city and no sound of drums and drums. The traders no longer suffered, but they turned around and continued to harm the people.
Later, Liu Jingpin introduced policies such as copper fighting and iron ruler, ten times heavier fines and other policies to completely suppress them. Unexpectedly, these merchants only stopped for a few months before they returned to their old ways.
Liu Jing sneered, since you don't want the people to have a good year, I won't make it easy for you. He summoned his left and right officials Shi Zheng and Xie Liang, and ordered them to collect evidence privately. Only when the evidence is conclusive, one by one will be counted, and within a few days
More than 20 people were arrested and all were locked up in the city jail. Heavy fines awaited them. If they did not pay, they would probably spend the rest of the year in jail.
Liu Jing's thunderous tactics frightened the merchants in the city, while the people rejoiced, and the market became "harmony" again.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Liu Jing had been busy buying new year's goods since the morning and was busy until the afternoon.
Sitting in the studio, holding a stove in his hand, Liu Jing called Ma Zhou and Liu Zhu in. One of them was an outlaw and the other was an orphan, so Liu Jing extended an invitation: "Zi Jin, Wen Xiu, you all
You’re alone, how about you go home with me and spend New Year’s Eve together?”
Ma Zhou was greatly surprised when he heard this. He shook his head and said, "Thank you very much, Liu Jun, for the invitation, but I have promised Hongchao before to go to his house for the festival."
Liu Jing nodded and looked at Liu Zhu again.
Liu Zhu hesitated for a moment and said, "The subordinates have also agreed to Zhu'a, the eldest brother." In fact, he really wanted to go to his home with Liu Jing, but he felt inferior and could not say anything.
Liu Jing was afraid that the two of them would be lonely alone in the official residence. Since they both had somewhere to go, it would be great. He pointed at the mountains of New Year's goods piled up in the corner of the room and said to the two of them: "Zi Jin, Wen Xiu,
You go and choose for yourself, and take whatever you like."
Ma Zhou and Liu Zhu looked at each other, thanked each other, and each chose a few things they liked.
Liu Jing did not favor one over the other. Everyone in the market was given gifts. Even the humble officials received some wine and meat.
As soon as the day passed, his hands and feet were calloused, Song Gu, a simple-looking man, drove an ox cart to the market place.
Liu Jing asked him to load all the New Year's goods into the car. Ma Zhou and Liu Zhu also came to help. It took them seven or eight times to empty the car, and the whole car was packed to the brim.
As soon as the closing drum sounded, Liu Jing immediately put on thick clothes and a hat, got on Chi Ji and returned home with Song Gu.