The night in early autumn was extremely hot. Tang Ning opened the window and felt much cooler when the wind blew in from the outside.
After a long night of tossing, he washed up, lay on the bed, and fell asleep quickly.
Outside the window, there was a small patch of night sky. The bright fireworks illuminated the entire sky, and almost half of Lingzhou City could be seen.
The Fang family's dinner party has ended, and everyone is leaving one after another.
Before the fireworks show, the old lady of the Fang family came out once, and several talented men and women presented some birthday poems. The old man was very happy, gave some words of encouragement, and also gave everyone some rewards.
Naturally, these few people are not short of these rewards, but being able to establish a relationship with the Fang family is a great honor for anyone.
When the girl named Xiaorou walked out of Fang's house, she was still mumbling: "If Sister Xiaoyi didn't go back, it would be Xue Yun's turn to show off!"
Although Xue Yun had lost face in front of everyone just now, in front of the old lady, she tried her best to show off and flatter her. She presented a birthday poem to the old lady, which made the old lady smile happily and rewarded her with a red hairpin on the spot.
Hu Jin looked at her and said with a smile, "Hey, if you hadn't been caught in the conversation just now, would Xue Yun have had the opportunity to be proud in front of Xiaoyi?"
The girl stuck out her tongue, lowered her head and stopped talking.
She was silent for a while, then raised her head and asked curiously: "Sister Hu, why didn't Sister Xiaoyi take out that poem earlier? If she had taken it out earlier, Xue Yun would have shut up long ago!"
"She didn't take it out because she didn't want some people to misunderstand..." Hu Jin showed a smile on his face, patted her head and said, "You are still young and don't understand this..."
She shook her head and murmured: "This man named Tang is really quite capable, and he actually made Xiaoyi fall for it so quickly..."
They walked out of Fang Mansion, and people came out one after another from behind.
Among those talented people and beauties, in the chats in twos and threes, the words "talented girl", "heartbroken and full of tears", and "nerdy uncle" were mentioned frequently.
And that sad and long Chinese Valentine's Day poem gradually spread as the crowd dispersed.
Fang Mansion.
It's late at night.
A door opened, and the middle-aged man guarding the door hurriedly greeted him, "Mr. Sun, you are coming out..."
Doctor Sun looked at him and said with a smile, "I've kept you waiting for a long time."
The middle-aged man shook his head repeatedly: "Soon, soon..."
Doctor Sun looked at the middle-aged man with a smile on his face and said, "Mrs. Fang's illness has improved..."
The middle-aged man was stunned, then a look of ecstasy immediately appeared on his face, and asked: "Is what Mr. Sun said true?"
A few hours ago, the answer he got from Mr. Sun was just "try your best". Looking at his expression now, it is clear that he has strong confidence in this matter.
Mr. Sun saw a trace of doubt on the middle-aged man's eyebrows and explained: "Before meeting little brother Tang, I was really not sure about the old lady's illness. Although it was recorded in the "Qianjin Prescription" written by my ancestors,
There is a cure for this disease, but the volume recording the cure is seriously incomplete and has not been completed for hundreds of years. I can only take a risk..."
When he said this, a hint of joy appeared on his face, and he changed his voice and said: "But just now, little brother Tang has helped me fill up the incomplete volume, and the prescription is also in it. With that
Zhang Fangzi, although the old lady's illness will not be cured, it is not difficult to extend her life for a few more years..."
The middle-aged man's face became even more joyful, and he said: "Thank you, Mr. Sun. Our Fang family owes you so much..."
Divine Doctor Sun shook his head and said, "I don't take any credit for what happened today. If you want to thank me, let me thank you, little brother Tang."
The middle-aged man nodded immediately, "Thank you, of course!"
The two of them talked for a few more words. The middle-aged man looked at him and said, "Mr. Sun, it's getting late. You should rest in Fang Mansion today."
Doctor Sun nodded and did not refuse.
After the middle-aged man finished arranging these things, a trace of tiredness appeared on his brow.
"Fang Lin."
A servant of the Fang family immediately walked up to him and said respectfully: "What are your orders, sir?"
The middle-aged man said: "Prepare a generous gift tomorrow and send it to Zhong Mansion."
The servant bowed and said, "Yes, sir!"
When he turned to leave, there was another voice behind him.
"Wait a minute." The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "Prepare the gift first, don't send it in a hurry."
The middle-aged man rubbed his eyebrows. Mr. Sun, despite his status and aloofness, was so serious about the young man. Isn't it a bit too casual for the Fang family to give him a gift like this?
He thought for a while, seemed to have thought of something, and murmured: "Zhong family, Zhong Mingli..."
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After coaxing Zhong Yi up very late last night, Tang Ning got up late again the next morning.
But he doesn't care anymore.
Before going to bed every night, he would lock the doors and windows to prevent Qing'er from taking any chances.
After a simple wash, he went to the yard and did some simple stretching movements.
"I can't tell that you still have a resentment towards women..."
A joking voice came from the door, and Tang Yaoyao's figure appeared in Tang Ning's eyes.
Tang Ning knew that Zhong Yi should have told her what happened last night.
There are no secrets between Zhong Yi and Tang Yaoyao.
She even left things like throwing hydrangeas to Tang Yaoyao, which shows her trust in Tang Yaoyao.
"I told you, it was just a dream. How could I possibly write something like that?" Tangning shook her head and changed the topic: "Why are you so early today?"
Tang Yaoyao walked in and said, "Xiao Yi was not feeling well last night. I came to see her."
Tang Yaojiao cares about Zhong Yi very much. The two of them are as close as sisters, and it is not in vain that Zhong Yi cares about her heart and soul.
Tang Ning went back to her room to drink water. Tang Yaoyao walked into the room and suddenly asked, "Are you good at writing poetry?"
"No." Tangning shook her head.
Tang Yaoyao helped him fill up the water and said: "Xiaoyi told me, don't be so stingy, how about you write a few songs for me, just like yesterday, it looks like it was written by a woman...
"
"I really can't."
"It's okay to just dream about it..."
Tang Ning thought for a while and said, "One hundred taels of silver a piece, no counter-offer."
Tang Yaoyao turned around and walked out the door.
Tangning asked in surprise: "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to ask my father for ten thousand taels of silver. I'll give you a thousand poems first." Tang Yaoyao said without looking back.
Being uneducated is terrible, Tang Ning reminded her: "Ten thousand taels of silver is equivalent to a hundred songs."
"Really?" Tang Yaoyao counted on his hands and said, "Then let's start with a hundred poems. One hundred thousand taels is too much. I'm afraid my father won't give it to me."
Tangning looked at her and twitched her lips. One hundred thousand taels was too much, but ten thousand taels was too little?
At the current price level, ten thousand taels is enough for a poor family to live a normal life for thousands of years.
She could easily take out ten thousand taels. She thought the Tang family was the richest man in Lingzhou!
When talking about this matter with Zhong Yi, Tang Ning expressed her strong contempt for Tang Yaoyao's behavior of slapping someone in the face and pretending to be fat.
Zhong Yi looked at him and said in surprise: "You... don't you know yet?"
Tangning asked in confusion: "What do you know?"
"The Yaoyao family is the richest man in Lingzhou."
Snapped!
Tang Yaoyao slapped a stack of silver notes on the table, looked at Tang Ning, and said, "This is ten thousand taels. Count them. When will you give me one hundred poems?"
Tang Ning has studied the talented women of China throughout the ages, and given him a little time, it is not an difficult task to translate a hundred poems.
But if this is the case, he will have to be hollowed out by Tang Yaoyao.
Zhong Yi looked at Tang Yaoyao with a wry smile and said: "Even if you can buy poems, if you say you wrote it yourself, others won't believe it. As for poems, in addition to artistic conception, what's more important is the situation. This has nothing to do with one's own experience.
It has a big relationship. If there is any mismatch, it will only lead to ridicule from others..."
Tang Yaoyao said with some frustration: "It's all my father's fault. It's okay to force me to learn embroidery and play chess. Now he's forcing me to learn to write poetry. I'm not you..."
Tang Ning shook her head and said, "Everyone is unique. Although you can't compare to her in embroidery, playing chess, and writing poetry, but..."
Zhong Yi and Tang Yaoyao both looked over.
Tangning thought for a while and said, "You are better than her..."
"Compared to her..."
As a woman, Tang Ning really couldn't think of any way in which Tang Yaoyao was better than Zhong Yi.
If long legs can be considered an advantage.
Tang Yaoyao narrowed her eyes and squeezed the joints of her hands until they squeaked, "What am I compared to her..."
"You... can fight better than her!"
Tang Ning looked at her and said something, then walked out the door with a smile on her face and said with a smile: "Miracle Doctor Sun, long time no see, long time no see, let's talk here..."
