Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

Li Yinzhou sat at the door for a long while in the cold wind, and the servant who had just notified him invited him in.

Zhang's family advocated that Yun's reputation spread far and wide in Huaiyang, and he has always been an example for everyone in Wu County. However, he does not seek fame and fortune, and lives in seclusion, and his reputation has gradually declined in recent years.Especially after the pacification of the chaos, I simply stayed at home and practiced the Tao alone, letting you be blown by wind and rain, and I closed my door to thank guests.

The relationship with Sun's, which was not too deep and not real, was almost severed.

Step all the way to the side hall.

After the storm, this simple and elegant mansion withered a lot, sporadically saw two young house servants cleaning the fallen leaves all over the floor.A big tree in the pavilion towered independently and was damaged by the storm. Its top was broken and its brown and black stubble was exposed.

The air is soaked with the bitter smell of the soil, and the gloomy air in the city is scattered here, leaving only the north wind to be sad and desolate.

Standing under the tree, Zhang Wen looked up at the remnant branches on the top of the tree. His blue shirt was trimmed in the cold wind to create a clear outline. It didn't look like the nobleness of the young master of the family, but more like a willow.

A pair of hands clasped behind his back, fingers interlaced.

Yao heard light steps stepping over the water in the courtyard, he turned his eyes and pursed his lips: "I haven't seen you for many years, sir still looks like the old year."

The morning sun scattered through the shadows of the trees, Zhang Wen's eyes melted into the rays of the sun, making it hard to see clearly.

The new wind rolled away the fallen logs all over the ground, and Li Yinzhou stepped on the puckered water and stopped in front of him.

Just looking at the scene of Zhang's mansion, for a moment, people forget the tragic scene outside the city. The sites of aristocratic families are all calculated by Feng Shui. After taking a break, you don't have to worry about how to spend this bleak winter.

From their standpoint, there is indeed no need to act at this juncture. The Sun family has too much grievances with the aristocratic family. Who is willing to cut their own ribs to help the old enemy?

Li Yinzhou is different from Zhu Zhi.

Everyone knows that he is indifferent to fame and wealth and does not admire the powerful, so he left the Sun family's favor and went to Haichang alone. Over the years, he has educated the local people together with Lu Xun and Gu Shao, and gradually gained some notoriety.In the eyes of the aristocratic family, such a person is of course a talent with an ambiguous attitude and worth wooing.

Zhang Yun sent Zhang Wen out to meet the guests, which meant to ask him to check his tone.

Li Yinzhou speculated on the attitude of the father and son, and said in a pleasant way: "Thanks to the young master who has missed him so far, the feeling of giving an umbrella in the rain is something I will never forget."

Zhang Wen's gaze deepened: "Not everyone deserves an umbrella in the rain."

It is expected that the aristocratic family will have resentment. Sun Quan's knife cut too deep in the old year broke their bones, but also hurt their hearts.

Li Yinzhou didn't intend to borrow food from Zhang's family in just a few words.

He nodded, but smiled: "Indeed, according to my years of experience as a doctor, most of the heart orifices in the world are on the left side, and I haven't seen a few people who put their hearts in the middle, so people in the world always look at things differently." Biased. The so-called "biased eye" in the folks, in fact, everyone has it, but when it grows on your body, you don't feel the slightest crookedness."

Zhang Wen didn't expect that Mr. Li was still in the mood to joke with him, let alone that he would say this.

The old enmity towards the Sun family was just one of the reasons why the wealthy family watched indifferently. For so many years, the world only saw them being well-fed and wealthy, but no one knew that there were bloody rivers of corpses lying behind them.Now that the Sun family is in charge of Jiangdong, those sacrificed blood and lives are like a line of characters on a tomb, which has long been covered by weeds.

No matter how eager your heart is, rolling in the cold rain of the world will inevitably turn cold.

He turned his eyes towards Li Yinzhou, landed on the top of the towering tree, and said calmly: "It's not terrible if the heart grows sideways, but it's hard to support the tree if it grows crooked."

Li Yinzhou also looked at the tree, looked at the dark blue sky above it through the scattered branches, and said: "Perhaps the tree is not crooked, but the young master also looked at it with partiality."

"Really?" Zhang Wen's eyebrows stretched, his expression was indifferent, but his hands clasped behind his back were clenched a bit.

By chatting these two sentences, the two probably tested each other's attitude.

If other people had heard this indifferent and noncommittal speech, they might have gone home long ago and stopped asking for trouble, but Li Yinzhou felt a subtle and familiar feeling on the contrary.

Zhang Wen is in the position of the young master, so his true thoughts may not be as repulsive as he said.From the time he successfully knocked on this door with the word "dilemma", it has been proved that Zhang and his son are indeed caught in contradictions.

If Zhang Wen only wanted to say these things that everyone could guess, there was no need to open this door.

He didn't answer yes or no, but said: "No matter whether it is right or wrong, it is always the tallest tree in the courtyard."

Zhang Wen said: "Tall trees will block the sunlight underneath, so only shrubs will grow under tall trees, and no good trees will grow."

"Yes." Li Yinzhou narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "But a tall tree can also shelter from the wind and rain, and its deep roots hold the ground firmly."

As soon as these words came out, there was a thumping sound of chess pieces falling to the ground in the inner hall, Gulu rolled down the steps and jumped straight to Li Yinzhou's feet.

Li Yinzhou leaned over to pick up the white piece, glanced to the right inadvertently, separated by a dense layer of bamboo curtains, could vaguely see two thin figures sitting opposite each other.

One of them, with a crown and beard, and a straight posture, is obviously Zhang Yun's father, Zhang Yun.

Another thin figure was sitting sideways with legs curled up, and it could only be seen that it was a tall and thin man.

In the blink of an eye, a fluttering wide sleeve hangs in front of his eyes, blocking the casual glimpse.

Zhang Wen bowed his head and slowly opened Li Yinzhou's hand, returned the chess piece to his palm, and smiled apologetically: "My father has not heard about world affairs in recent years, and only concentrates on cultivating Taoism and asking immortals. I take care of all common things for me. Please forgive me My father was negligent."

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, no matter how decadent the aristocratic family is, it still has the dignity of the past. When Zhang Wen opened his mouth, Li Yinzhou couldn't ask any more questions.

He didn't intend to make extra trouble, he drew back his hand to wipe off the dirt on his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Since the young master can make the decision, so I can rest assured."

Zhang Wen squinted his eyes, and a smile flashed in Wen Run's eyes: "Sir, you are here to discuss this tree with someone, right?"

Li Yinzhou laid the groundwork for a long time, no longer being polite, and nodded calmly: "I want to borrow some medicinal materials and half a warehouse of grain from the young master."

For a wealthy family like the Zhang family, half a warehouse of grain is not much, but it is by no means a small amount. You must know that Lu Su was a rich man back then, and only had three warehouses of grain.

Zhang Wen's smile faded: "Mr. opened his mouth to ask for half of the granary. It's a bit embarrassing. The heavy rain has damaged the granary, and there is not much usable food left in it. If all the granary is given to the sir, I am afraid that the elderly in the family Everyone complains."

Li Yinzhou had been friends with the Lu family for several years, and he still had a good idea of ​​the family background of these rich families. Zhang Wen's evasion was not necessarily because he was stingy with half the grain, but he didn't dare to take the lead on the front line of the conflict.

He was not embarrassed, and offered a discount very readily: "What about the five hundred stones?"

Five hundred shi, not too much, not too little, is the salary that a high-ranking military officer of Lu Su's level should get for half a year, and it is less than one tenth of the salary compared to half a warehouse.

If it is said that five hundred stones cannot be taken out, it would be a disgrace to the aristocratic family.

Just as Zhang Wen nodded, he suddenly felt something was wrong—when did he promise Mr. Li to borrow food?

But the other party's grateful smile had already been put on, and it seemed unreasonable to turn around and deny the nod just now.

It seems that it is not an exaggeration to lend five hundred stones on the grounds of personal friendship.

He pondered for a moment, met those sly and bright eyes, and smiled helplessly: "Mr. Li, please remember to return it to me."

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Inside the house, a game is over, and Bai Zi wins again.

Zhang Yun pushed the whole plate away, and laughed helplessly: "I lost!"

His gaze was finally able to turn to the courtyard openly. Seeing that the originally towering tree had been broken in half, he couldn't help but sigh: "In your opinion, what is the meaning of Mr. Li?"

The guest sitting opposite raised his hand to pick up the chess pieces one by one back into the chess holder, and said lightly: "He wants to tell you and the young master that Sun's wrist is indeed vicious, but now that he is sitting in Jiangdong, the aristocratic family has no choice but to look up. Now there is Cao Cao in the northern plains uncertain when he will make a comeback, and the heroes of Sichuan are watching closely. The Sun family is a thorn in the heart of the aristocratic family, but it is also a shield. If you don't help, Chiyu will suffer in the future, and there will be no chance to save it. "

The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, that's all.

Zhang Yun couldn't help sighing deeply: "If it's like when Lu Kanggong was here in the past, how can we allow such a small and presumptuous night? Now Gu Yong and Gu Gong lead the Kuaiji, and Lu Boyan is far away in Haichang. If these two families don't open Jinkou, the rest of our families will have nothing. Its authority at that time cannot be easily opened up."

After all, the aristocratic family has already been secretly wiped out by the Sun family once, and the broken trust is difficult to repair, especially those aristocratic families that had not acted rashly before, were also affected by unreasonable disasters, and they were really dragged down and depressed until now.

Now that natural disasters are at the forefront, it may be time to rebuild the old ones.

The guest covered the chessboard, and instead held the last chess piece picked up by Zhang Wen in his palm and played it carefully. After a long time, Fang said: "Mr. Li and the young master of Lu Gu's family are on good terms. , Zhang Gong can make a decision earlier."

Zhang Yun looked at the trees outside, then glanced at the clouds in the sky, not knowing what to think.

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It was late at night when Li Yinzhou returned home with five hundred stones of food.

This matter was done quietly, and the food packed under the bran looked no different from emergency food, and only he and Zhang Ji knew about it.

"You really borrowed it?" Zhang Ji couldn't help being speechless. Mrs. Lu borrowed food at least because of Lu Su's kindness in the past, and his apprentice cheated him into getting real money in food with empty words?

Li Yinzhou smiled and remained silent.

If he borrowed five hundred shi of grain with one mouth, Zhang Wen must have other excuses to shirk. He first borrowed half of the warehouse, and then offered a big discount. It is also much easier to accept.

The Dafa of compromise is really unsatisfactory.

This little cleverness works, firstly because no matter how sophisticated and shrewd Zhang Wen is, after all, he is only a young man under sixteen, he may not have seen the tricks of these philistines; It doesn't hurt or itches, I'm afraid he hasn't thought about it; thirdly, he relies on his friendship with Lu and Gu's family, so this little face is worth some money.

Zhang Ji knew something was wrong when he saw this smile.

The little brat is plotting against other people's fortunes again.

He subconsciously wanted to stop it: "Since I borrowed it, I'd better give it to the prefect Zhu Zhi and distribute it in his name, so as to save myself the crime of carrying Bi and bring trouble to the door."

Li Yinzhou pinched his fingers and counted silently for a while, then pressed Zhang Ji's hand that was about to move, and said with a smile: "Master, don't worry."

Three days later, the Zhang residence.

Zhang Yun was pushing the chess in his hands, and when he heard the news, he almost didn't open the case: "How much did you say?!"

The old slave who returned the reward looked at the old master's terrified face, then at the young master's slightly frowning brows, and tremblingly said: "The prefect Zhu said that the young master borrowed half of the grain, he is really a young hero...he will personally Thank you at the door."

Zhang Yun couldn't help looking at Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen kept his eyes down and remained silent for a while.

Five hundred shi, how did you get out half of the storehouse?