Chapter 79 Morning in Huaining County

Because he was too tired, after paying the rent for one month, Zhu Pingan asked for a side dish and two steamed buns, ate hastily, took a hot bath in the wooden barrel, and went to bed early to rest.

Zhu Ping'an is sleeping soundly here, but he doesn't know that his name has already been heard in a small area near the inn.

Scholars and students, they all pay attention to drinking, reciting poems, composing fus and so on. When we were having dinner in the lobby, I don't know who read out the poem written by Zhu Pingan in Shili Changting in a mocking tone. The poem of singing birds, and then the whole lobby burst into laughter, and when someone accidentally said that the talented man who was bitten by a snake and heard singing birds was sleeping soundly in the firewood room, the lobby was full of laughter. spread in a small area.

Zhu Ping'an, who was falling asleep soundly, didn't know it. Of course, even if he knew it, he would definitely laugh it off.

In the early morning of the next day, the eastern sky erupted with a faint morning light, and the sky was dim and dark.

The students who had been drinking and composing poems all night were immersed in dreamland at this moment, but the firewood room of the inn had been pushed away. Zhu Pingan, dressed in a blue shirt and robes and carrying a schoolbag across his shoulders, was refreshed and radiant. He took a black board and walked out, closed the door and walked out Shi Shiran.

Out of the inn, there are few pedestrians outside, and Huaining County has a special flavor in the frost and fog.

In ancient times, luck was emphasized, and most counties were surrounded by mountains and rivers, and Huaining County was no exception. It followed a river named Pangjiang, and the river water was drawn into the city through the moat and turned back and forth.

Zhu Pingan walked towards the river on the bluestone slabs, found two adjacent bluestones by the river, placed the black wooden board on one of the higher bluestones, and sat on the lower bluestone with a long robe. Taking out the writing brush and the bamboo tube in turn from the slanted cloth bag, I started the compulsory course every morning.

Practicing in winter and summer, Zhu Ping'an dipped in clear water and splashed ink on the riverside filled with frost and mist

After the fog dissipated and the sun rose, Zhu Pingan put away the brush and black board, and took out a copy of "Spring and Autumn" written by Zhu Xi from his schoolbag, and read it with relish. Zhu Xi is a very interesting person. This is a person who has serious differences between the outside and the inside. Let's not talk about the things between him and Su Shi, but you can know that he advocated the preservation of heaven and the destruction of people and went to brothels to comfort women who have lost their feet. . Oh, he has so many wives and concubines that he can't even sit at one table. However, to be honest, Comrade Zhu Xi's understanding of the Four Books and Five Classics is still of a very high level, otherwise how could he become a sacred imperial examination textbook.

"Look, a sour scholar, giggling."

The older girls and younger daughters-in-law who came to the riverside to wash and pound rice together in the early morning couldn't help laughing when they saw the boy sitting on the stone by the riverside reading a book and didn't realize that his robe was already wet.

Don't leave the front door, don't walk through the second door. This is the ancient requirement for everyone's ladylike little family, Biyu, and ordinary people's homes are not so particular. Of course, the defense of men and women is much stricter than modern times. Men and women can't be alone, but now there are so many big girls The young daughter-in-law was not afraid of gossip at all when they were together, so she became more courageous. Seeing Zhu Pingan's simple and honest appearance, she couldn't help laughing, and even the bold daughter-in-law teased Zhu Pingan with words.

"The little scholar reads it so seriously, but is he reading a book about men and women fighting?"

"Giggle" the daughters-in-law who passed the personnel affairs laughed one by one.

Of course, there are also little girls who have not left the court, their faces are flushed with embarrassment, chasing after the daring daughter-in-law.

Zhu Pingan was embarrassed by these people, not that he was embarrassed by what the bold wife said. How could he be embarrassed by words of this level in modern times who have read countless films? So many girls and daughters-in-law have the habit of reading books, and I am not a monkey in the zoo.

"Morning."

Therefore, Zhu Pingan received the poems and books, took the black wooden board and greeted those big girls and young wives from a distance, then got up and left.

"Ah, don't go, you haven't answered yet, have you?"

There was a woman's laughter behind her.

After the frost and fog dissipated, Zhu Pingan's impression of Huaining County was hazy. The wet bluestone road, the clear river for boating, and the tall city wall built with blue bricks and white stones are full of poetry.

Following a tempting scent, Zhu Pingan found a snack on the street, ordered a bowl of bean curd and two pot stickers, and the shop gave a small dish of homemade pickled side dishes, and ate them deliciously.

The bean curd is sprinkled with a pinch of coriander and poured with the store's secret seasoning. It looks delicious in color and fragrance;

The only fly in the ointment is that the store is not a tofu Xi Shi, but an old lady.

In other words, in modern novels, I often see the male protagonist encounter a bean curd Xi Shi, or a wine Xi Shi, or even a pork Xi Shi. Why have I never encountered it in Daming for more than eight years.

Despite the regret, Zhu Pingan still left hungry.

Zhu Pingan, who was full of food and drink, found a few passers-by, asked the way, and turned left and right along the street.

On the way, I spent a penny to buy a package of high-quality dim sum, and asked the store to wrap it in red paper. I also spent money at another store to buy some fruits and carried it in a bamboo basket. I walked in the direction pointed by passers-by.

Walking and searching, for about half an hour, Zhu Ping'an came to the destination - Baicaotang.

This is a large pharmacy, more than five times larger than the one in Kaoshan Town. There are people coming and going in the pharmacy, and there are six doctors in the pharmacy alone.

Zhu Ping'an walked in with fruit snacks, and an apprentice from the medicine hall came over and asked, "Dare to ask, but you want to ask a doctor?"

Zhu Pingan shook his head, arched his head and replied, "No, the boy is from Xiahe Village in the backing town. Eight years ago, he was lucky to be rejuvenated by the old doctor Hu. His parents came to thank him because they were unable to work in the fields all day. Unfortunately, today the boy came here to pay his respects to the old genius doctor Hu."

The apprentice thought for a while and said to Zhu Pingan, "Then wait a moment, I will ask my mentor."

It turned out that this apprentice turned out to be an apprentice of the old miracle doctor Hu. After the apprentice finished speaking, he walked to the back of the medicine hall. After about a quarter of an hour, the apprentice returned.

"I kept you waiting for a long time, but my teacher said he didn't remember this matter, so I asked you not to take it to heart." After the apprentice came back, he told the words of the old doctor Hu, and added, "In fact, my teacher has saved countless people, and this situation also happens. It's been many times, young master, don't take it to heart. Please take the things back, young master, my benefactor never accepts gifts."

Zhu Pingan stood there thinking for a long time, then took out a bank note of ten taels of silver from his sleeve, and said, "Old Hu's demeanor is admirable, but I'm also uneasy, how about this bank note? When I put it in the pharmacy to pay for those patients who have no money to buy medicine, although it is small, it is my heart."

The apprentice didn't dare to call the shots, so he went to report to his teacher, and came back after a while to tell Zhu Pingan that the teacher agreed.

The miracle doctor who never accepts gifts can accept this meager ten taels of silver for those who have no money to treat diseases.

What a miracle doctor who is dedicated to helping the world.

Zhu Pingan admires the medical ethics of the old doctor Hu. If modern hospitals can have one-tenth of the medical ethics of the old doctor Hu, the relationship between doctors and patients will not be so tense.

(end of this chapter)