Jun Yong Mosheng

After entering the apricot garden under the Yaowang family, Xu Mosheng felt a lot more relaxed. She entered school late and didn't understand anything. She was like an auditor, following behind the senior brothers every day to learn the magic of healing and saving lives.Although it is not easy to study medicine, it makes her feel very real, unlike the music of silk and bamboo, which cannot be felt or seen.

She is the person that the King of Medicine personally wants to come, and she is modest and studious. She often smiles at people and doesn't like to talk. The brothers and sisters in the class also take good care of her. When others ask her to do it, she will never refuse.

At first, the King of Medicine was not strict with her, and only asked her to follow the lectures to learn medical skills and learn some terminology. Later, the King of Medicine gave her two books, "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" and "Bielu of Famous Doctors".

"In these books, medicines are often divided into three types, high-grade, middle-grade and low-grade. The high-grade is non-toxic and strengthens the body and nourishes Qi; the middle-grade is mildly toxic, and is specially used for special diseases to strengthen the weak system; the low-grade is highly toxic and should not be used for a long time unless it is absolutely necessary." Wang paced in the room and explained to Xu Mosheng.

"There are 365 kinds of medicines in "Materia Medica". I want you to recognize all of them in the past two years. Look at them to explain their names, smell them to understand their effects, and taste them to distinguish their symptoms. The same is true for the more than 730 kinds of medicinal materials in "Bie Lu." He seemed to be giving her an order.

Xu Mosheng nodded when he heard the words, "Then the disciple should start learning from the top grade, right?" She asked, thinking that the better the medicinal material is, the more useful it is.

The King of Medicine waved his hands quickly when he heard the words, "No, no, I want you to learn from the inferior." Seeing her puzzled, the King of Medicine explained, "The skill of dispensing medicine depends entirely on people's hearts, and it can save people if you learn it well. The brain will harm people. You first keep the poisonous medicine in your heart to be safe, I am afraid that you will be poisoned when you taste the medicine, these things must be used carefully and accurately, and the good medicine must not be changed."

Xu Mosheng listened intently and nodded, "Student understands."

Seeing that she understood, the Medicine King continued, "From today onwards, after class, you will go to the Taixue Pharmacy Institute to sort and help, and learn to identify the nature, flavor and efficacy of each medicinal material. Come to me every morning, and I will test you I won’t teach you about the compatibility. The occurrence of diseases is often complicated and changing rapidly. I’m afraid you won’t be able to grasp it now, but you have to copy and sort out the prescriptions for me every night.”

After hearing this, Xu Mosheng nodded again to express his obedience.

"Don't think it's hard work. In the future, when you become a teacher, these are skills that others can't take away. Also, not everyone can see my prescriptions. You should be more careful when you copy them." After he finished speaking, he thought for a while, "Oh , That’s all, you don’t understand anyway, so I don’t have to worry about you leaking it.”

Mo Sheng smiled slightly when he heard the words, "Thank you, Master, for your care. Mo Sheng must study hard." While talking, she thought in her heart that it turned out that the medicine king accepted herself as an apprentice who did not know medical skills, because she was afraid that others would reveal his secrets.

The Medicine King ordered, and she followed suit. Day after day, the Taixue Pharmacy Institute became her most frequented place. After class, she would study medicine here with books, and go back to her room to sort out prescriptions after dark.

But everything was not so smooth. She had read the names of many medicines from the Book of Songs before, but it was not easy to identify and remember the properties of the medicines, especially some plants with similar medicinal effects.

She would get up earlier than others every day, wait for her master to get up and practice kung fu in Yaowang's courtyard, and wait for her master to ask questions after serving tea.

The Medicine King put out five kinds of medicines on the table, Xu Mosheng observed them one by one and replied, "Pulsatilla, Polygala, Eucommia, Coltsfoot, Tingli."

"Two kinds of mistakes, reach out." Yao Wangsun shook his head. Although this girl is diligent, her progress is still too slow.

Mo Sheng stretched out his hand, Yao Wang beat his hands twice with a ruler.Let's talk about the efficacy of the medicine, if you make a mistake again, hit again.

Sleeping in an empty room, the autumn night is long, the night is long and sleepless, and the sky is not clear;It turns out that a person's life is like this, and it's not boring and long, but it's just that I have experienced thousands of joys, but now I feel that the joys are empty.

One night, Xu Mosheng went to the Medicine King to get today's prescription, and after saying goodbye, she stopped in her tracks, "Master, Mosheng has a question to ask."

Yao Wang told her to sit down, "You ask."

"You have practiced medicine for many years. Although you have saved countless people, you are also used to seeing life and death. You can be regarded as the person who knows life and death best?" She asked.

Yao Wang looked at her and replied, "People always say that I, Yao Wangsun, is robbing people with Hades. In fact, I am not robbing. I just follow people's wishes. If he wants to live, I will save him. If he doesn't want to live, elixir is useless."

"Then Master," Xu Mosheng paused, and said slowly, "What is human death?"

"This matter has troubled you for a long time." Although Yao Wang didn't know the background of this female disciple, he could guess what this person had gone through to be so depressed.

"En." She nodded, Xu Mosheng had never dared to admit that Yong'er had died, but time was moving forward, and when she gradually calmed down, she would think that this was a separation between yin and yang.

Yao Wangsun closed his eyes, thought for a while and said, "I don't know."

Mo Sheng looked at the old man in the candlelight, and it turned out that he had no answer either.

"Mo Sheng, you have to understand one thing. The living will never know about the dead, and the dead will not know how the living are doing. So you, don't always look forward and backward. Death is a matter of life. There is no need to be eager for success, it may come at any time, after experiencing the world, you will be indifferent, and you will gradually bear these sufferings in the future, accept it calmly and don't need to deliberately seek relief." Yao Wang said earnestly.

Mo Sheng sat there to digest these words for a while, and then went back to his room.She was lying on the bed thinking about some past events, but they were all past events, and there would be no future progress in these events, so she fell asleep amidst these laughing and cursing.

Waking up at night, alone in the night, she unconsciously stroked the mole on her arm over and over again, and still remembered all the joys when she and Yong'er kissed Yunyu deeply, but at this moment she is not as sad as before, I don't think it's hard to sleep alone.These are all things that she has really experienced, and they and Yong'er are like the mole on this arm that has always been with her, it exists unknowingly, and no one will deliberately erase it.

The days of Taixue were ordinary, and it was the end of the new year in a blink of an eye. Shen Junyi and Wen Tongyu often came to Xingyuan to visit her when they were free. He pestered her to hand over the tonic prescription.

Shen Junyi was still so unsmiling, every time he came to sit and leave, he couldn't get used to the smell here, and said that the smell of herbs on Mo Sheng's body was getting stronger and stronger.

She was very happy when they came, listening to the two of them quarreling and telling interesting stories outside the apricot orchard, every now and then it seemed as if they were back in the spring classroom of Shuixi Academy, the two of them stood up to shield her from the glare of the sun, she In that shadow, I feel warm in my heart.

At the New Year's Eve dinner, the teacher's wife asked her concerned, "Does Mo Sheng have a sweetheart?"

Her hand that held the vegetables trembled, "Sweetheart?" she followed silently.

"That's right, Mistress sees that those two sons who always come to look for you are not bad, you are very happy every time you come to our apricot orchard." Mistress asked as she brought some food for her.

Yao Wang looked at her with a smile, "It's okay, if you like it, just say it, and let your mistress match you."

Mo Sheng put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and saluted respectfully, "Thank you, Master and Madam, for your concern, those two are my best friends, Mo Sheng..." She paused, and then said, "I've already been married."

"Have you ever been married?" Mistress greeted her to sit down and continue eating, "Why didn't I hear you mention it? Who is your husband's family?" She asked.

"It's my dear sweetheart, we've known each other since we were young." She blushed and smiled softly, explaining, "It's all over, her fate is unlucky, she originally came to Beijing from Wangshan with me, but there was an accident on the way... "She didn't go on.

"Oh, oh," the teacher's wife suddenly realized that she had brought up a sad matter, no wonder this girl seemed more mature and reticent than the other girls in the class, it turned out that she was not introverted, but rather rough. "Don't talk about these things for those who celebrate the New Year. You have already said it. It doesn't matter if you take an extra step. If you fall in love with someone in this Taixue, just tell me. There will be a long time in the future."

Mo Sheng nodded, and brought some food for his wife, "I'd better put all my mind on my homework, so as not to disappoint my master."

The medicine king Sun took a sip of wine, "Yes, yes, yes, it's better to read Chinese in this glass of wine, if you have a long-term relationship with your children, it's a happy Chinese New Year today, so why don't you drink with us."

Xu Mosheng put down his chopsticks, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, "Master, you know that Mosheng doesn't drink alcohol, and I will replace wine with tea to honor your old age."

"It's boring, it's boring! It's like a festival if you don't drink." Yao Wang turned his head away in disappointment.

"I... hurt someone after drinking, and after that... Master, please forgive me." She was a little sad as she said that, she didn't forgive herself for being disrespectful to Shen Junlan after drinking that day.

"That's all, you can eat with your mistress, I'll go drink with those bastards." After speaking, Yao Wang raised his glass and walked towards the lobby.

Recalling the sound of firecrackers outside the house, Xu Mosheng put down his bowl and chopsticks and walked to the courtyard. He looked up at the firecrackers that rose into the air and exploded, one after another. She seemed to see one after another in the night sky. familiar faces.

There is a corner in everyone's heart, where bits and pieces of the dust-laden past are stored; everyone has a thick book in his heart, full of tediousness and helplessness; everyone has a firework in his heart, gorgeous, Covering up the untold story. "No one's heart is as pure as the night sky. The shallow and faint fate, the ups and downs of the days are the ups and downs of life. Are you okay? Be happy, and you must forget me. "The night sky in her eyes became blurred.

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I like this chapter, although I didn’t write Mr., but I have her every day, I feel like I’m writing prose