Fang Zhai more than ten acres [system]

"Are you Brother Peach Blossom?" A childish and curious voice sounded in the main room.

Yu Rong couldn't help being startled, seeing the child sitting on the chair, whose face was about the size of a small river, he was a little inexplicable: "You are..."

What the hell is Brother Peach Blossom called?

The child showed an obedient smile: "I am the little cousin of the elder brother."

This is as if he didn’t say anything, but Yu Rong knows the general identity of the other party—“Peach Blossom” can be associated with many things at once—there is no doubt that the “big brother” in the other party’s mouth must be someone who has gone to Hexi and has not heard from him for a long time a man.

Just when Yu Rong didn't know how to deal with this "little cousin", he suddenly heard a cough coming from behind him, turned around subconsciously, and instantly widened his eyes——

This, this person...

Although he was very surprised, at least he didn't react as slowly as Bieyuan did this time. As soon as he saw who was coming, he immediately said: "See Sheng..."

The sage immediately made a gesture of silence, preventing the other party from wanting to salute, still smiling: "It's not appropriate to publicize the fish clothes privately."

Yu Rong froze for a moment, then stood up again, with a blank expression, looking very calm, but in fact...without Brother Xin's "backing up", he was really nervous!

The sage seemed to be aware of the anxiety under his face, and there was a hint of interest in his smiling eyes, and his mouth was very gentle: "You and the spoon are for..." The tone seemed subtle, and he paused, "Personal friendship. Call me Uncle is also suitable."

Yu Rong was a bit embarrassing, but he didn't have the guts to call a generation of emperors "uncle". Moreover, looking at the other party's relatively young face, even if he didn't have the status of supreme, it was difficult for him to regard him as an uncle-level existence.

"...You're joking." In the end, he could only reply vaguely like this.

"It's exactly the same as a spoon." The saint sighed, but his tone was smiling.

Yu Rong was silent, saying too much and making mistakes, who knows what this boss is thinking?

Seeing his appearance, the sage shook his head, put his hands behind his back, walked around the main room, and then expressed his emotion: "Although this place is not as prosperous as in the Forbidden City, it looks simple, but it is quite wild," said With a little regret, "It's just that the place is too small."

Yu Rong didn't know how to answer, and it's not good, so he always ignored people, let the other party sing a one-man show, so he bit the bullet and made a modest remark: "How dare you compare it with the forbidden country?"

The sage laughed loudly when he heard the words: "It's such a small place, but there are strange people who can't be found in the whole capital."

Yu Rong was startled, a little confused about what this person meant.

Fortunately, the sage didn't intend to whet his appetite, and said bluntly, "Shaozi sent someone eight hundred miles to expedite and send a letter asking for a reward to the ban."

ask for a reward?

"It was mentioned in the letter that you have made..." The saint pondered for a while, "Specialize in farming to weed and repel insects?"

Yu Rong: "..."

Inexplicably, there is a feeling of being tricked by Brother Xin.

After saying that, the sage spoke curiously: "I still have something I don't understand, so I have this private trip in fish clothes."

This day, I feel quite idle.

Yu Rong's face was stern: "Please feel free to ask."

The sage asked "despite".

Some hit the nail on the head, talking about the point;

Some questions really make people laugh and cry. For example, when it comes to cutting tigers, they ask why they are called "cutting tigers". Is it because they look like tigers?

When it came to professional issues, Yu Rong gradually became less restrained, and explained in detail one by one. When he talked dryly, from noon to noon, the other party's curiosity was barely satisfied.

"Attention everywhere is knowledge," the sage sighed and praised, "Rong Qing is very kind."

Yu Rong was a little uncomfortable being praised: "You are too famous..."

Before the words were finished, the other party laughed and asked again: "Why don't you come back to Beijing with me and take up an official position in the Imperial Medical Office."

Yu Rong's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, and he hurriedly said: "The emperor's favor is so great, the grasslands dare not resign, it's just..."

"Just what?" The sage took up the conversation with great interest.

"Grass people are poor in talent and learning, with little morality..."

"Okay!"

This sound startled Yu Rong.

Seeing him unconsciously opening his eyes wide, the sage laughed: "See, you are so afraid, no wonder the spoon is hidden to prevent you from seeing strangers, isn't it too timid?"

Yu Rong: "..."

It's not that he's timid, but that he cherishes his life. Who told him that he had no experience in dealing with emperors before.

"Since you don't like it, I will not do what is difficult for others." The sage said, "But I have always been clear about rewards and punishments, and those who deserve rewards must be rewarded."

Having said that, he did not bluntly say what the reward was on the spot.

"I have been away from Beijing for a few days," the sage turned and said with regret, "now I have to return to the court."

He said that he wanted to leave, but he never moved away.

Yu Rong wondered secretly, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "I don't know...do you have any orders?"

The saint coughed suddenly, and after a while, lowered his voice slightly: "I heard, Rong Qing, you have a panacea?"

Hearing this, Yu Rong couldn't help being horrified. The "panacea" and so on, placed in the general environment of the Min Dynasty, often involve "witch doctors"... It is absolutely taboo!

"You are absurd, the grass people are only familiar with the art of medicine..."

The saint directly cut off his humble words: "It's called Liuwei Dihuang Wan, right?"

Yu Rong: "..."

After a long while, he inexplicably opened up, and subconsciously lowered his tone: "There are still several bottles of refined pills at Caomin's place, why don't I show them to you?"

The saint was not polite, and nodded with a smile: "I am ashamed of Rong Qing's kindness."

Yu Rong was dumb again.

The tense string relaxed a little inexplicably, and his mood was weird and subtle—as if the high school head teacher asked him to share unspeakable resources—it seemed that the real purpose of this Ninth Five-Year Master's trip was For the illusion of Liuwei Dihuang Wan...

illusion!

Yu Rong kept himself in the storage compartment as a souvenir, and presented the best bottles of Liuwei Dihuang Wan to the saint with both hands.

The sage was quite considerate, and asked him to keep a bottle: "You may not need a spoon later."

Yu Rong's brain twitched, and he replied: "Brother Xin has strong kidney qi and sufficient kidney essence, so there is no need to take this pill."

Hearing this, the saint stared at him with very strange eyes.

Yu Rong was embarrassed for a moment—it was really incomprehensible for me to say this, the key point is, from another angle, isn't this kind of a metaphor that the ninety-five-year-old in front of me has a deficiency of kidney essence and kidney qi?

Although he felt that it was true... Cough.It's really bad, and the neck is starting to get cold again.

so far so good.The sage seemed to be open-minded, didn't pursue his gaffe, put away all the Liuwei Dihuang pills, said some more words, and led his "little cousin" who had been obediently being a wallflower, away from Yu Rong's house.

The low-key and simple carriage disappeared at the end of the rain and snow.

Yu Rong stood quietly for a long time, then suddenly let out a long sigh.

Really heartbroken.When he recalled what happened that day, pondering over every sentence he had spoken with the saint, the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and it was inevitable that he would become anxious.

Tossed and turned all night.

Until one wakes up.

Early in the morning, seeing the wintersweet flowers blooming in advance in the courtyard, all the worries disappeared inadvertently.

After admiring the "picture of wax plums in the first snow" for a while, Yu Rong silently pulled the thin clothes on his body, then went back to his room, ready to change into thick clothes, thinking casually: It's cold, let's cook something delicious !

I've been busy recently, and most of the young people in the family are cooking... To be honest, it doesn't suit his taste.

What is that sentence called, no matter how much sorrow and boredom there is, there is nothing that cannot be solved by a good meal.

Unfortunately, before he had time to enter the kitchen, he heard the beating of gongs and drums outside, which was lively and festive.

The gate of the courtyard was opened wide, and the reward from the saint was ushered in.

——The efficiency is really high.

In addition to some material rewards, such as silver and satin, a few pieces of fire raccoon donated by foreigners, the most eye-catching thing is the imperial decree bestowed on officials.

Although it's a false title, the youngest ninth-rank medical official...is an official after all.

however……

What the hell is "Master Cheng Anlang"?

Yu Rong looked dazed. The only person he could consult casually was Nie Xinzhiyuan who had not yet returned from Hexi, so he could only continue to look through the books in the study. After spending most of the day, he roughly figured out what it meant.

This "skillful hand" Cheng Anlang probably has the same feeling as "Golden Nine Needles" Zhou Fang?

Of course, rank and authority are not the same.

Yu Rong's "Cheng Anlang" is not even the same concept as Su Chongbi's "Baoanlang". It is purely an "honorary title" and does not need to report to the Hanlin Medical Official Academy, let alone order something, just get a little Lumi every month ...It seems to be completely taking advantage of the feeling.

An Ding's mood didn't last long, and Fu became entangled again. He really never thought about becoming an official, even if it was a false name.

Very stressful feeling!

What does saint mean?

In the huge bathtub, Yu Rong soaked in hot water and frowned, thinking about the problem.

Outside the house, the cold wind howled, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Yu Rong, who couldn't figure out why, felt a little suffocated, so he sank down suddenly, and his whole body was submerged under the water surface including his head.

After a while, water splashed everywhere.

The moment Yu Rong opened his eyes, seeing the shadow reflected on the screen, his heart beat a beat slower, and the next moment he realized the identity of the other party.

Scary people, scary to death!

Silently complaining, Yu Rong greeted the other side: "Brother Xin?"

After a while, Nie Xinzhi appeared by the bathtub.