Looking at Dr. Xu sitting upright at the desk, writing something, Zhang Yutang walked over with a smile:
"I've been busy and didn't come to see you, Uncle Xu. I'm really sorry."
"Ah, the wise nephew Yutang is here. Please sit down quickly."
Hearing the sound, Doctor Xu gently put down the pen in his hand, then raised his head and said happily:
"You saved my life, so don't feel sorry for me. To be honest, I owe you so much, but I can't do anything for you. I am the one who really feels sorry for you."
"Uncle Xu, please don't mention this kind of thing again. Compared with you, I really am nothing."
Zhang Yutang waved his hand:
"Uncle Xu opened Renxin Medical Center and saved countless lives. It was like bringing Buddhas to thousands of families. It is my honor to be able to do my part for you."
"Besides, I came here this time to ask for something."
"What's up"?
Dr. Xu felt happy from the bottom of his heart to be able to do something for Zhang Yutang. When he heard that he had something to ask for, he immediately became energetic:
"You can say whatever you want, but as long as I can help, I will never stand idly by."
"Speaking of which, among the people I know, only Uncle Xu can do it."
Zhang Yutang was not polite and said directly:
"It's like this. I plan to go out for a walk in a few days to take a look and learn a lot. Before I leave, I want Miss Xu to come and see you. Also, I want to ask you for some prescriptions."
"A good man has his ambitions in all directions. It doesn't matter if he goes out for a walk and gains experience. After all, our Qiantang is too small to raise a real dragon like you."
Doctor Xu looked happy:
"Let Jiao Rong go with you, can I still feel uneasy about you? As for the formula you mentioned, as long as I have it, there will be no problem at all. Even if I don't have it, I know a few founders of the Three Emperors who know it.
Doctors, you can also consult them."
"Then I'll thank Uncle Xu first."
Zhang Yutang smiled and said:
"I want Uncle Xu to prepare some prescriptions using Ziyun Long Ginseng, which can delay people's aging. Although it does not mean eternal youth, it can at least make the elderly live longer and stay healthy."
"I have such a prescription! Don't worry, with Zi Yun Long Ginseng in hand, the effect will be even better."
I originally thought it would be something, but I didn't expect it to be such a trivial matter. Doctor Xu said a little disappointed:
"Besides, is there anything else?"
"No more!"
Zhang Yutang raised his hand:
"In this case, I will leave the Ziyun Long Ginseng Xu first. When you prepare the medicine, I will send someone to get it. Today I have to go to my mentor Mr. Ouyang, so I will take my leave now."
"It's almost dusk, don't sit around anymore. It won't be too late to go after dinner."
Looking out the window, the day is getting late, the night wind is about to rise, and the sunset is about to spread. Doctor Xu kindly asked him to stay:
"If that doesn't work, you can go tomorrow."
“I won’t eat here.”
Zhang Yutang turned around and walked outside:
"When I have time in the future, I will definitely come back to bother Uncle Xu. When the time comes, Uncle Xu, don't be upset."
"Haha, you are a Holy Master. No matter how many people want to invite you, they can't. If you can come to my place, I will welcome you all the way."
"Ha ha---".
Walking out of the house and outside, he saw Xu Jiaorong smiling and bending over. Xu Xian put his hand on his forehead and asked in a low voice:
"What's going on? What happened?"
Xu Jiaorong explained what had just happened to Zhang Yutang in detail, and Zhang Yutang really wanted to laugh wildly.
Three and a half years old, it should be said that he is four years old. Hehe, Xu Xian is eight years old. As the saying goes, a female junior holding a gold brick means a female senior will have good fortune and longevity. This is a good thing.
"What's the name of that girl? She's so beautiful, just like a porcelain doll."
After listening, Zhang Yutang quietly pointed with his finger, and Wu Yulian, who was a little bossy at the side, asked softly.
Xu Jiaorong glanced at Zhang Yutang's expression as if by accident, and then said:
"Her name is Wu Yulian, she is the daughter of Wu Renjie, the president of the Three Emperors Patriarch Association."
"Wu Renjie?"
The corner of Zhang Yutang's mouth curved:
"This is not the father of the best young man Wu Renxiong. I didn't expect that Wu Renxiong, who is tall and handsome, has such a pretty sister."
The Eight Prefectures patrol arrived in Qiantang and imprisoned Chen Lun on the spot. Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong, who had committed fraud in the examination room, also used the law to annul the results of the college entrance examination and erase the reputation of the scholar.
Two more were brought up from the back to fill the gaps.
On the day of the incident, the Qian and Wu families announced that they would be expelled from the family and left to fend for themselves. As of now, no one knows where they are.
"Why did you fall in love with this little girl?"
Seeing Zhang Yutang staring at Wu Yulian, Xu Jiaorong found it very funny that she felt jealous for no reason in her heart:
"This little girl has said that she must marry my brother."
"she?"
Zhang Yutang was stunned and said with a smile:
"I'm not interested in a little girl who hasn't been weaned yet. If Xu Xian likes her, let him chase her."
"It turns out to be the Holy Master. I didn't know that the Holy Master was here. It's really a sin, a sin."
Wu Renjie had sharp eyes. Zhang Yutang was behind the door. As soon as he lifted the door curtain, Wu Renjie noticed him before he even took a step, and then he came forward with a smile.
"It turns out to be President Wu. I'm glad to meet you."
Without reaching out to hit the smiling person, Zhang Yutang quickly greeted him with a smile:
"President Wu came to the security hall to find Dr. Xu. He is inside. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
"I have something to trouble Doctor Xu. If you have anything to do first, please do it first."
With a smile on his face, Wu Renjie made way for Zhang Yutang:
"Please, please."
Facing the Holy Master, it could even be said with certainty that he was facing someone who would surely enjoy an official career in the future, Wu Renjie did not dare to put on any airs.
After leaving Baoan Tang, the four of them walked towards Mingyang Academy without stopping.
At this time, Mingyang Academy had already finished school, and there was no one in the empty classroom.
Zhang Yutang walked over and sat in his original seat, unable to help but sigh:
"After this, I'm afraid I will never have the opportunity to sit in this position and listen to Mr. Ouyang's explanations."
"You are a Saint Master, who would dare to teach you?"
As if feeling Zhang Yutang's loneliness at this time, Xu Jiaorong softly recited a poem written by Zhang Yutang:
"I want to ride the wind back home, but it's too cold at high places. I dance to clear my shadow, as if I'm in the human world."
"Yes, when people go to higher places, the high places are not cold, but the water flows to the lower places, and the low places are filled with hundreds of rivers."
Standing up, Zhang Yutang muttered to himself:
"I praise myself too highly. This kind of mentality is unacceptable. Although you can't take yourself too seriously, you can't take yourself too seriously either."
"Let's go and see the master. We should set off tomorrow."
Zhang Yutang went first. Mr. Ouyang lived in a dormitory in Mingyang Academy and rarely went home. It was said that there was no one in his home and he had no worries.
“You can’t take things lightly, and you can’t take yourself too seriously.”
Xu Jiaorong chewed this sentence carefully and was fascinated for a moment:
"Young master, you are young and young, how can you come up with so many vicissitudes of life?"
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