Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

The evening wind was blowing the drizzle, and the forehead hair was fluttering slightly.

The vision in the dark field gradually became clearer, Li Yinzhou lowered his eyelashes to cover the throbbing in his eyes, and only yelled softly——

"master."

Compared with the quick sight in the prison in Yecheng, Zhang Ji is obviously calmer, his eye sockets are deeply sunken, only a pair of deep black eyes under the gray lashes, which have been calmed by years of wind and rain, are still unmoving and calm.

He rested his hands on the desk, and looked at his apprentice with only one pair of eyes, which was hidden by the warm lights, which made him see much more clearly than in the prison in Yecheng.

He has grown taller, showing a slender figure, with a demeanor that young girls like to be pure and gentle, his eyebrows and eyes are exquisite like fine brushwork, and he can't pick out any flaws.Only the faint shadows on the cheeks are slightly concave, like the thin flaws on the jade, which can't hide the light.

No matter how good-looking a young man is, in the eyes of his elders, he is short. Zhang Ji used to like to laugh at ordinary people's worries.

However, there is no room for nagging.

He swept his gaze away, lowered his gaze, clasped the scroll on the case and said, "This book is written by Hua Tuo, and it's called "The Classic of Acupuncture and Moxibustion". He couldn't let go of writing a book in his life, and he asked me to take it from the prison in Yecheng." I read it hastily, and this book not only corrects the mistakes in the "Huang Di Ming Tang Jing", but also adds the method of boiling and ulcer medicine, which I think is similar to what you asked for."

It turned out to be "The Classic of Acupuncture and Moxibustion" that was rumored to have been lost in the prison in Yecheng!

Li Yinzhou walked forward quickly, his eyes were startled, and he felt suspicious: "Sima Yi promised me to rescue Master and Mr. Hua Tuo..."

Why did Hua Tuo still hand over the best book of his life to Zhang Ji?

Zhang Ji flicked his sleeves and let out a laugh, whether it was ridicule or sigh: "That's what the jailer told us, but before the execution, Mr. Hua Tuo scolded Cao for being immoral, so the executioner changed the criminal law... It's a pity for you medicine."

Hua Tuo refused to give in in this way.

Ning let out a roar of death.

Li Yinzhou lowered his eyes deeply, seeing the flickering fire reflected on the cold rain-soaked ground, spreading thin light.The night wind blew, and in this deep rainy night, another lamp went out.

He quickly raised his eyes: "Why did the master delay going south for so long? Even if he meets Wu Jun in Yiling, General Gan Ning should be accommodating."

Zhang Ji took a deep look at him, and said: "A lot of people were injured in the battle. I was caught by that Ling Tong boy, so I had to stay and watch, so I could hurry back to Wu County before the flash flood broke out, otherwise I'm afraid my old fate has also been given to the Yangtze River."

As soon as I came back, I caught up with such a natural disaster.

Both master and apprentice were speechless for a moment.

Li Yinzhou pondered for a moment, then said: "Prefect Zhu has done his best, but if he wants to persuade the family to open a warehouse, it must be the Jiulu and Gu families. Gu Yonggong has been in Kuaiji County for a long time, and now he is probably too busy to take care of himself. As an important minister of the Sun family, the family may not be willing to trust him. Boyan is now leading the captain of Haichang, and he is stationed in the field to prepare the army. Thinking about it, he can't go to Wujun in person at this moment."

The knuckles on the sides of his legs curled up, and his gaze faded. The power of the aristocratic family is particularly important at this time, but the torrent is soaring and the traffic is difficult. At this juncture, it is impossible for the parents of the two families who are in charge of local affairs to leave immediately. The local people came to support Wu Jun.

Zhu Zhi must have thought of what he could think of, but there were some things that Zhu Zhi didn't know.

Zhang Ji saw at a glance that he was making up his mind again, and couldn't help frowning: "The government's affairs are handled by the government itself. If you work so hard, will the son of the Sun family pay you?"

There is no salary.

The debt of favor is not clear.

He glanced at a corner of the room, walked over quickly, knelt down and groped in the corner for a while, and turned his wrist briskly——

Zhang Ji glanced over.

It was an umbrella.

Umbrellas are precious things, but it is not uncommon for Sun Shangxiang to have one. After all, she is the daughter of the Sun family, so it will not be short of expenses.

But after the wind and rain, what is the use of an umbrella?

As if hearing his muttering in his heart, Li Yinzhou raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Umbrellas can not only keep out the rain, but they can also knock on doors."

……

After chatting with Zhang Ji for a while, the sky has fallen heavily, and the dim lights have been extinguished one by one, leaving only cold toads and snow falling, silently shining brightly.

Li Yinzhou turned out the door, and saw the person Sun Quan sent to meet Zhang Ji standing beside him, obviously he had other news to pass to him, and made a special trip to avoid the eyes and ears of his master.

This man attached Li Yinzhou's ear, and told what he saw in Ye City.

……

The next day, the dawn was breaking and the morning haze was lingering. Li Yinzhou got up early and quietly walked to a mansion on the edge of the city.

Since the turmoil a few years ago, the aristocratic families have moved to the city to escape from the world. Now that the wind and rain are out, they are only deaf and blind, guarding their own one-third of an acre of land.

What's more, this storm has devastated the aristocratic family no less than the poor, and it's still a matter of sweeping the snow and keeping warm by yourself!

So the slave came to tell the time, but Zhang Yun didn't raise his eyes.

"The lobbyist of Taishou Zhu again?" He snorted coldly, punched a word hard, and the chessboard trembled, "Tell him, I don't see, don't hear, don't feel, and don't know about benevolence and morality!"

These words have been put down extremely hard, almost interrupting all the talking.

But the house slave blinked and said in a low voice: "It's not Taishou Zhu, it's... a young gentleman, he doesn't look like an official, but a master."

Zhang Yun heard impatiently: "It doesn't matter who it is, just drive it away!"

The house slave chattered for a moment.

Thinking of the silver ingot he took away, he still said: "He didn't come to see you, he said he was visiting the young master, and said that he borrowed the young master's umbrella in the past year, and now he has the opportunity to return it. What's the favor of a drop of water?" When Yongquan reports... In short, it is here to help the young master solve the current predicament."

dilemma?

Zhang Yun's eyelids were slightly lowered, and the disdain in his eyes faded a bit: "Looking for Huishu?"

The wind blew quietly, and the accumulated water on the ground sent out ripples, and the reflection falling on it twisted for a moment.

Standing behind his father, Zhang Wen leaned over to watch the chess game, but his eyes fell on the guest opposite.

A white piece fell.

Hearing this, Zhang Yun came back to his senses, and became annoyed with a tsk: "The old man is distracted again! You, and Hui Shu, don't interfere with the chess game here, let's start the game again."

The guest knew he was in a mood.

So he said: "Okay."

The author has something to say: the duty status is poor, write a transitional chapter, the next chapter is more important and write slowly tomorrow

However, this chapter is actually quite informative.