Jun Yong Mosheng

After a year of study, Xu Mosheng gradually acquired the ability to distinguish medicinal materials, and he was able to answer the questions of the King of Medicine very well.

"The first test has been passed. It is only a basic skill to be able to distinguish medicinal materials by their shape. In the future, you can start to practice distinguishing them by smell." After speaking, the Medicine King gave her a piece of gauze and asked her to cover her eyes.

There are still five kinds of herbs, and she got them all right just now, but it is still a bit difficult for her to put them together and distinguish them only by smell, and she only got two kinds right.

"Stretch out your hand!" Yao Wang mercilessly hit her palm three times with a ruler.

"Master..." Xu Mosheng was a little puzzled, and she asked, "I can already distinguish them with my eyes, and I also rely on my eyes to grasp the medicine. Why do I need to rely on my sense of smell? I don't understand."

The King of Medicine smiled, and put the ruler behind his back, "You're just scratching the surface of what you learned, if someone doesn't give you a prescription, but just gives you a boiled soup, can you tell what's in it? "

Xu Mosheng shook his head. It was too difficult for her. After the soup was stewed indiscriminately, one could still barely recognize the strong flavor, but it was difficult to distinguish some tasteless ones.

"Hmph," the Medicine King sneered, "I can. Put all the medicines in the world in front of my Medicine King's grandson. Needless to say, I can guess one or two by smelling it, and know the compatibility after tasting it." The old man had always been rebellious, so he taught her again after speaking, "Mo Sheng, if you only want to be a medical girl in the pharmacy in the future, then you don't have to study anymore, you can become a teacher now. But if you want to Healing diseases and saving lives, none of these basic skills can escape.”

Xu Mosheng nodded thoughtfully, "I understand." She hid the gauze in her sleeve, and secretly made up her mind to study with all her heart.

The King of Medicine saw that she understood, and gave her a few more books, "Let's read these, ask more about what you don't understand, and keep copying the prescriptions."

Seeing that Mo Sheng had left, Master Mistress changed Yao Wang's official clothes, and complained while tidying up, "Why are you being so strict with her, she's a girl."

Yao Wang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Does it hurt? I know you dote on this child."

"Sometimes I feel that she is quite pitiful. She is alone, with a good personality and is likable. She has worked hard enough studying during the day, and you ask her to copy the prescriptions prescribed by the palace for you at night..." She replied road.

"Oh, you don't understand. It's useful for me to keep her. I'm afraid she won't be able to learn well. It's better to keep her busy. If you are tired, you won't be tired in your heart." Yao Wang persuaded.

Since then, the questions given by Yao Wang have become more and more difficult. Xu Mosheng struggled a bit, and his hands often bear marks of corporal punishment from Master with a ruler. Yao Wang knows the severity of his attacks, but she is always beaten. Pain, but I was afraid that I would not live up to it.

"Little Mosheng, you have been punished by Master recently." A senior brother teased her, "Look at your palms, they are always red."

Hearing this, she stretched out her hands and looked down at them carefully, then raised her head and smiled at her senior brother, "Well, I always make mistakes." After speaking, she looked down at those slender hands in a daze.

"It's okay, don't blame Master, he is just like that, he has a straightforward temper, and he is more caring for you. There is no rush to study medicine." The brother comforted her.

She nodded, and touched the other hand with one hand. The calluses left on the fingertips by those who practiced the piano in the past became thinner, but because of the medicine, there were more calluses on the palms. This may be the reason Change yourself, what about your heart?she asked herself.

It was late at night, and under the oil lamp, Xu Mosheng was copying the prescription given by his master today, "Mulberry Seeds, Lishi, Qumai, Toad Su, Jiuliming, Qiulan..." When she saw that word, she suddenly stopped writing and frowned. Together, she dipped the pen in ink and wrote the word "Lan" stroke by stroke.

In the past days, whenever she encountered the word "Lan" when writing, she would pause like this, feeling tense, subtracting one stroke from the word "Feng" under "Mountain" and writing it as "Fan". In Xu Mosheng's heart Shen Junlan It is still her husband, her respected elder, even if she said to her that day, "I am no longer your husband."

"It's not Mr., what is it?" She got up and pushed open the window to look to the south. She had never called her by name in these years, even in the depths of her heart she still called her Mr., "Mr. Are you still willing to teach?" She said quietly to herself, then raised her right hand with ink marks, "Can it still play the piano?"

She turned around and went to the closet, opened the package that she brought with her when she came to Beijing, took out a piano score from inside, and looked at it carefully under the lamp. Her mind was full of her voice and appearance when she was playing the piano, and she closed the score. , shook his head slightly.

In the dark night, the green haze enters, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

When he turned around and was about to put the score back, a note fell from the book. Xu Mosheng bent down to pick it up, and carefully opened it. A line of writing that was blurred by water vapor was still there, "Eat more, don't worry too much after the sun goes down. The teacher will accompany you to be punished in the ancestral hall", the paper is short and the love is long, but the past is in my heart.

She didn't dare to take another look, so she put the note back in the book, but the delicate and familiar handwriting kept flashing before her eyes.Thinking about what happened at that time, Xu Mosheng himself also finds it funny, he was angry with his grandfather because of his husband's departure, causing Yong'er to worry, and causing his husband to accompany him to punish him, but those people are so fluffy and warm in his memories, only he is clear and clumsy .

"If memory is a cage, are you willing to be a trapped animal?" She asked herself again.

Maybe it was like that when I was young, I was happy doing everything with her. She liked Yonger probably because that girl understood every decision she made. For example, Xu Mosheng was going to do a very dangerous thing. Persuading her "Don't go, it's dangerous", but Yong'er would say "You are different from them, you can do whatever you want", every time she turned her head, Yong'er staggered behind her, pointing at her gentle laugh.

But Mr. is not Yong'er, only she knows her ardor, she can't say anything, even if she misses her to the point of losing her mind, she just smiles it away, it's not a breeze, she is afraid that Mo Sheng won't be able to bear it The love between master and apprentice, she was afraid that Mo would feel guilty.

But Xu Mosheng has always known that even if the love is separated by mountains and seas, the husband will watch her not far away, as long as he is brave, he will not lose her.

"When can I be behind you silently guarding you? When you forget, when you don't need me anymore." There will be a person in everyone's heart who can't even pass the time, then she must be you.

Tong Yu always came to visit Mo Sheng, he likes Xing Yuan, a place that is quiet and elegant, free from all those stalking people.These days, she is not as energetic as before, and her hands are always flushed.

"What's the matter, what is it?" He asked concerned.

Mo Sheng smiled at him, "It's okay, I'm not as smart as you, and always get scolded by Master."

"I think your master Yaowang is good, he is ungrateful and kind, unlike our literature and classics department, where everyone wants to be an official in the future, and teachers and students are wary of each other." Tongyu comforted her.

Mo Sheng handed Tong Yu a medicine book, "There are too many of them, and sometimes I always misremember it, and often lose confidence."

Tongyu flipped through the book, and read it with great interest, "Mo Sheng, it's not difficult. You have forgotten all the books you have read before. I think your brain shines when you play the piano and have fun. You After a little comprehension, you will remember it."

Seeing Mo Sheng looking at him suspiciously, Tong Yu closed the book and tried to explain to her, "Don't you see that there are many medicinal plants in "Chu Songs"? Try to compile the names and properties of the medicines into limericks yourself. It’s easy to remember, for example, this one, Shierquan can be washed, and the rain can make clothes.” Tongyu thought about it again, and said a few words, “Zhu’er should be made into powder, mica should be turned into ashes; after rain, Lanfang Alright, Shuang Duo Gui Mo Cui. That’s probably what it means, if you can’t figure it out, I can make up a "Drug Name Joint Sentence" or something."

Xu Mosheng looked at Tongyu enviously, "Since ancient times, poets have always been good at doctors. If you, Tongyu, don't pass the exam, let's go back to Wangshan and open a medical clinic." She joked.

"Don't talk bad words, you should learn from the old medicine king, and I will help you open a medical clinic when I am admitted to the number one scholar." He thought for a while and then said, "Why don't you show me the prescription of the medicine king's grandson, I promise you Learn faster."

"That can't be done, that's Master's secret." Xu Mosheng said seriously.

Seeing that she took it seriously, Tong Yu laughed and said to her, "It's still the same as before, Xu Mosheng will always listen to Master's words the most."

She lowered her head shyly when she heard the words, "What's the use of being obedient, it doesn't always make her angry."

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