It drizzled all night and didn't stop until dawn.

At dawn, Kaifeng's literary circle once again gathered outside Li's Mansion, this time the number of people was even greater than before.

However, this time they were disappointed, because only four poems from yesterday were written outside the wall, but no new poems.

"As you can see, Fan Zheng has been appointed by the Empress Dowager to practice medicine!" the tall, thin imperial concubine gloated.

"Ah! If you practice medicine by order, wouldn't it be like Liu Sanbian, who will never be an official in his life?" Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It's nothing if you don't serve as an official all your life. Fan Zheng, the evil doctor, has a cash cow like the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Even if he doesn't become a Hanlin medical officer, he is still no worse than an imperial doctor!" There are also people who support Fan Zhengdao.

"A doctor is a white person after all. No matter how good Fan Zheng's medical skills are, I'm afraid the Li family will not agree to his marriage to Li Qingzhao." The tall and thin imperial concubine sneered. Nowadays, the art of resurrecting the dead is popular. Li Qingzhao was saved from drowning, which is not considered an honor. In addition, Li Qingzhao is undoubtedly the most talented woman in the world. Even if she once had an affair with Fan Zheng, it will not affect her marrying into a wealthy family.

"More than that, Fan Chunren can express his position to the court. The Fan family supports the reform. In addition, Fan Zheng has taken the initiative to become a forensic scientist. The mud has already soaked up his crotch and cannot be washed away. In my opinion, the Fan family is about to lose power." Everyone. He shook his head and sighed.

As everyone knows, Empress Dowager Gao is the staunchest conservative, while the Fan family is a family of reformers. Fan Chunren was originally appointed prime minister in order to stabilize the court and balance the forces of all parties.

However, Fan Zheng turned into a forensic expert without authorization, and the Fan family expressed its position in public in the court, which instantly intensified the conflict. I am afraid that the Fan family is not far away from losing power. The Li family naturally avoids the Fan family like a snake or a scorpion, and the affair between Fan Zheng and Li Qingzhao is even more impossible.

"Fan Zheng was good at using evil prescriptions, but now they are backfired by evil prescriptions." Zhang Yong, a doctor from Taixue, said with sadness.

He was originally very unfavorable to Fan Zhengjian's eccentric behavior. He originally thought that the setbacks in Zhao and Li's love were the price of Fan Zheng's use of evil methods, but he did not expect that the Fan family would be implicated. Such a price was too heavy.

"It seems that Li Qingzhao will not reply to his poems today." In the crowd, a young man with a trepidation said regretfully. This person was none other than King Shen Zhao Bai. He usually loved reading the most, but now he has received Fan Zheng's three virtues. Fang, whose eye disease has improved greatly, heard that Fan and Li wrote one eternal masterpiece after another, and was naturally very moved, so he came to see the grand event.

"叆叇!"

"His Royal Highness King Shen is here too!" When the people of Kaifeng saw the young man wearing a hat, they couldn't help but think of the rumor that Fan Zheng was treating His Highness King Shen's eye disease, and they immediately guessed Zhao Bai's identity.

"Fan Zheng's medical skills are indeed amazing, but he can heal thousands of people, but he can't heal his own wounds." Everyone couldn't help but sigh as they looked at Zhao Yi who acted like an ordinary person.

Next to Zhao Bai, a slightly younger boy in brocade clothes said regretfully: "I came here in good spirits but returned in disgrace. Brother Emperor, since we finally got out of the palace, why not go to Cuju together and meet the Cuju masters in Kaifeng City."

Zhao Bao shook his head and said: "My brother is wearing a kuju. It is inconvenient to play Cuju. You can go with the guards. I will go to inspect the pig raising outside the city later. In two hours, you and I will meet outside the palace."

The reason why they left the palace today was to inspect the pig farm. Otherwise, given Queen Mother Gao's rigid character, she would not have given them the opportunity to leave the palace casually.

"Got it!" Zhao Ji couldn't wait to leave with his guards. He usually loved Cuju the most and was already invincible in the palace. He had long wanted to compete with the masters outside Kaifeng City and let them see the skills of the Song Dynasty King of Football. sharp.

Zhao Ji watched Zhao Ji leave, and then looked at the Li Mansion where there was no movement. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, and was about to leave with regret.

Suddenly a paper kite was thrown out from outside Li's house, causing an uproar.

"Reply to the poem!"

"Li Qingzhao returned to poetry again."

"Still a timeless masterpiece!"

The common people with good eyesight and quick hands caught the kite, and sure enough they saw another famous poem written on the kite.

"Quickly, write the reply poem on the wall of Li's house." At that moment, everyone said impatiently.

Su Dun and Yang Jie were not needed at the moment. Someone had already prepared pen and ink and invited someone who was proficient in calligraphy to write. Soon, a song "Slow Voice" appeared on the outer wall of Li Mansion.

"Looking and searching, deserted and miserable!"

As soon as the first sentence came out, it shocked all literati.

"Evil doctor Fan Zheng's last song "Ugly Slave" used two refrains, but Li Qingzhao used fourteen refrains from the beginning." Zhang Yong took a breath of cold air.

"No! It's eighteen overlapping characters, and there are dots and dots in the lower half." Zhao Bao said in shock as he clearly saw this stunning and famous poem.

"In the art of word duplication alone, Li Qingzhao is unrivaled."

"This poem continues to write about sorrow. However, there is not a word about sorrow in the beginning, but every word is filled with sorrow, and the sound is sorrow."

Everyone lamented that although Li Qingzhao was already the most talented woman in the Song Dynasty, every poem by Li Qingzhao gave more surprises to the literary world of the Song Dynasty.

"The parasol trees are drizzling even more, and at dusk, it's drizzle. This time, how can there be such a thing as "sorrow"!"

"Fan Zheng writes about sorrow, but I have to stop talking about it! Li Qingzhao writes about sorrow, every word is not sorrow, every word is sorrow! What a good one, how can one word "chou" be so good! It is similar to Tianlianghaoqiu."

..............................

Thinking of the current situation of Fan and Li, everyone who heard about it sighed. The current situation is indeed beyond the control of the two young lovers. It has already involved a power struggle. The Li family will not gamble their future and can only sacrifice. The love between Fan Zheng and Li Qingzhao.

"Hey! This time, there is no such thing as "sorrow".

One of the imperial students said with emotion.

Not only was Li Qingzhao tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and getting up in the middle of the night to drink to drown his sorrows, if they faced the same situation, it would probably not be much better.

No! It's even worse because they can't even write a poem.

"Dr. Fan healed my eyes. Zhao Bai has nothing to repay. Wait until the opportunity comes and plead with the imperial grandmother for Fan Zheng!" Zhao Bai regained his eyesight and naturally knew how precious this feeling of regaining something was, and What Fan Zheng asked him to do was just raise pigs and heal the eyes of people all over the world, without asking for anything in return. Strictly speaking, he still owed Fan Zheng a favor.

At that moment, Zhao Bai read the sad and sad "Slow Voice" again, and then left reluctantly.

The other people in Kaifeng were all infected by the slow-voiced melancholy and lingered outside the walls of Li's mansion, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Outside Kaifeng!

Zhao Bai, under the leadership of Pang Jizu, the son of the medical king, endured the smell and inspected the pig farm.

"What Fan Zheng said is true. Raising pigs has huge advantages in terms of reproduction and growth." Zhao Bao sighed. Although Fan Zheng's medical prescription is evil, it is really effective. It has only been a few months. , the pig farm has become large-scale, and according to this method, there is really a lot of potential for raising pigs.

"His Royal Highness King Shen, now all the boars in the pig farm have been gelded and their tails have been cut off. Not only do they grow faster, but they also reduce the chance of getting sick." Pang Jizu said excitedly, and he suggested to Fan Zheng that they should be cut off. Pig Tail's evil side fell to the ground in admiration.

Cutting off pig tails can not only prevent sows or pigs from pressing down on piglets' tails, improving the survival rate of piglets, but also prevent pigs from fighting and biting their tails, reducing the risk of injuries and greatly improving the survival rate. It is simply genius. Act of.

Zhao Bao nodded with satisfaction and said: "Doctor Pang needs to pay more attention to disease prevention in the pig farm. If you succeed in raising pigs in the future, I will definitely report your contribution to the court."

"Thank you, His Highness King Shen. This is Pang's responsibility."

Pang Jizu solemnly said that he had heard that Su Dun had made a major discovery in Zuo Yiyi and created the fingerprint method to solve crimes. Now he has initially mastered the experience of large-scale breeding and disease prevention methods. As long as he conducts in-depth research in the future, he will definitely be able to As the line of veterinarians continues to flourish, there may be the possibility of establishing a sect in the future.

Zhao Ji handed over the affairs of the pig farm to Pang Jizu. Seeing that the time was almost up, he got up and returned to the city to join Zhao Ji.

However, at the gate of the palace, Zhao Ji was waiting and waiting, but Zhao Ji's figure was not seen. Two hours had passed and Zhao Ji was about to send someone to look for him.

At this moment, a group of guards came with a soft sedan and brought bad news.

"Prince Duan is injured!"

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