Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

It is said that "if you are alive, you will be nourished, if you are not alive, you will be mourned, and if you are dead, you will sacrifice." The requirements for filial piety in the "Book of Rites" are already a kind of luxury in this vicissitudes of life, but they are still the highest yardstick in people's hearts. A person's original and purest morality.

Hearing this, Ling Tong's expression froze for a moment.

Lu Yi's parents died early when he was young, and Lu Kang, the prefect of Lujiang at that time, raised him as a grandfather. Now he is the head of the Lu family, and he can only obey...

Ye Lan blew on his face, and gently moved the broken hair on his forehead, covering up the flickering emotions in his eyes.

After a long time, the whimpering wind stopped, and in the quiet snowy field, only Li Yinzhou said softly: "Go see him off for the last time."

……

The Lu family lived with Lu Kang in Chang'an in Lujiang, and Lu Ji was buried here following his will.It was already spring when I returned to this ancient city after a few years of absence with the boat, and the catkins blowing in the wind rolled on my eyelashes. In the gradually widening field of vision, the long dikes on both sides and the full moon on the top seemed to be covered with a layer. There is almost no fog, like a dream.

Ling Tong sat on the bow of the boat with his legs curled up, leaning on his gun, and lowered his eyes expressionlessly, watching the swaying moon reflected on the dark river surface, and the reflections of the mountains were vaguely outlined on the moon.

Li Yinzhou saw this scene when he opened the straw curtain.

He walked over: "Can't sleep?"

Ling Tong didn't respond, but said flatly, "Mister lied to me."

I don't know which one this is referring to.

Li Yinzhou asked himself, there are many things that have deceived this kid, but it takes two hands to count them.In order not to make a fuss about himself, he first said "Oh?" vaguely.

Ling Tong raised his eyes: "You said earlier that he refused to become an official."

It is self-evident who he refers to.

Li Yinzhou leaned against the railing, squinting his eyes in the wind of the river: "It's not that only being an official can show off what you have learned, and Gong Jiben has no intention of being an official. Astrology is his hobby. What's wrong?"

Hearing that he was still evasive, Ling Tong raised his eyebrows: "Including the military information about flooding the Seventh Army?"

Li Yinzhou was not at all surprised that Ling Tong could see the truth behind it, but it was hard for him to wait until today to ask.He nodded casually: "Not bad."

Ling Tong vaguely guessed what Li Yinzhou had said that day, but he smiled carelessly.

"Forget it." He said, "One day I will ask him personally."

The snow-like cold moon hangs in the sky, dyeing the thin river mist with frost, and the sharpened bow pierces the night, and soon berths at the wharf of the Lujiang River.

There are endless white sails along the road.

People may not know what substantial impact Lu Ji's prophecy has had on their lives, but they still remember that the silent boy under the starry sky was once the legitimate son of the Lu family, a bloodline of Lu Kang.

Ascending to the bank of the river, the night wind is blowing, and the city is full of white stars and lights, illuminating the half-corner of the silent mountain forest.The silent mourning silently awakened people's old memories, and let Li Yinzhou know that those far away figures have never been forgotten.

There are still side branches of the Lu family who moved back to Lujiang, and his younger brother Lu Mao, who presided over the funeral with Lu Yi, was different from his elder brother who shouldered heavy responsibilities. teeth, making the already heavy atmosphere much lighter.

"Mr. Li, General Ling!" He entertained the two of them into the door thoughtfully, "The cold house is deserted, few guests come, please take your seat."

If it is said that the four great aristocratic families in the old days were all cold houses, then Jiangdong has nowhere to live. Even the collateral Lu Hao grew up in a scholarly education and cultivated a noble demeanor.

It's a pity that two small balls carved with pink jade pecks on the left and right under his feet kept pulling the corners of his skirts and crawling up his legs, which made his calm posture shake a little.

The tuanzi on the left is biting his tongue: "Brother... lie to me."

Focus on the right raised his arm and wanted to pull his belt: "Woo...take the belt."

Lu Mao only bent down in embarrassment: "Shh, shhh, brother will take you to play later."

Ling Tong looked at the two troublemakers: "This is..."

With difficulty, Lu Hao picked up one of them, shook his sleeves to hold the two little kids securely, and sweated profusely: "I'm a descendant of my father, my elder brother is busy with military affairs, and I can't even take care of my own children, so I should do it this way." Brothers, come and raise them!"

In my impression, Li Yinzhou had never met Lu Hao, and Lu Yi rarely mentioned his biological brother, and even his sister who married Gu Shao had only met him a few times.Compared with his biological father Lu Jun, Lu Kang and Lu Ji are more like his relatives beyond flesh and blood.

Lu Ji's name is Congfu, but he has always been raised by him as his younger brother. Even the heinous mistakes he made in the past were borne by Lu Yi alone.

Li Yinzhou only felt a faint stabbing pain in his heart, as if someone had gouged out a hard old scar, uncovering the blood-smeared past.

But Lu Hao didn't know it, and still joked with Ling Tong: "Brother is also a man. He usually behaves well. I am a little afraid of him. Today is such an important day, but I don't know where I went. You generals Are they all so ruthless?"

Ling Tong closed his eyes and looked at the red-tasseled spear in his hand that never left his body. After a while, he smiled back: "Yes."

……

Outside Lujiang City, the bright moon hangs alone, and the vast sky is connected with a piece of snow-white reed flowers, which is boundless at a glance.

Lu Yi stood under the city wall, silent for a moment.

The thin and deep reflection is reflected on the wind and sand-spattered ancient city wall, taking off the thick armor on the battlefield, showing a thin arc, deep, but without edges and corners, and the gentle outline has been worn by frost and snow. Wipe out the edge.

Li Yinzhou looked across the endless wilderness and landed on the long shadow that dragged along.

It really is here.

The habits of childhood have been engraved into their bodies over the years. When they were still half-human children, when they parted, they would come to the edge of the reeds outside the city and watch the bright moon thousands of miles away. In this world of gathering and parting, there is something that will never die.

Lu Yi stood there for a long time, until there was a drizzle of drizzle in the deep cold moonlight, and then he pulled away and prepared to leave.

Looking up, I saw an umbrella, which had been tilted over my head at some point.

The cloth propped up by the bamboo strips has been soaked by the rain and mist, condensed into unstoppable drops of water and ticked down in the field of vision.

Li Yinzhou, who should not have appeared here, stood behind him holding a bamboo umbrella, and for a moment, he only said: "The deceased has passed away, Bo Yan, my condolences."

Lu Yi blinked his eyes that were red in the wind, turned around slowly, took the umbrella handle that was still warm from his hand, and said without looking back, "Go back."

The two walked towards the city along the long wall.

After all, he is not a seven-year-old child, so it would be childish and ridiculous to go into a dog hole.Stepping on the soggy reeds all the way, Li Yinzhou thought for a while, and then asked, "Gongji... when did he pass away?"

Lu Yi calmly said: "When Ziming took down the three eastern counties, the news of the military order and Gongji's death came on the same day. Zizhang said that he was willing to die only after he heard the news of Jiangling's success. He only said that he had seen the general before he died. "

Lu Ji's health has not improved since he was a child, and after several blows, he can live tenaciously until now, perhaps just to give due responsibility to the absurdity of the past.

He has really grown up and is liberated.

Li Yinzhou walked slowly along the long muddy road, letting the coolness of the rain fall on his face as well as on his heart.

Gongji has settled down in Jiuquan, Zixiu, what about you?

……

Walking into the city, before reaching the gate of the Lu residence, he bumped into a petite and hurried girl.

Li Yinzhou stopped and called out in surprise, "Aru?"

Seeing the figures of these two people in the rain, Sun Ru almost burst into tears, not even caring about getting muddy spots on her most cherished skirt, and said anxiously: "Quick, help me find Yan'er."

A group of servants behind her also filed out and scattered in all directions, looking for the young master's trace in the vast night.

Li Yinzhou held Sun Ru's anxious hand, helped her to calm down, and waited for her to breathe a sigh of relief before asking, "What's going on?"

With tears in her eyes, Sun Ru told the whole story.

Lu Yan was found lost a moment ago.

It's funny and angry to say that Lu Hao is a child king of the sky, and the young masters and wives in the house are all around him. He is entangled and has no skills, so he simply lets these monkey children play hide-and-seek by themselves.It wasn't until late at night that the guests dispersed and the number of children was counted, only to find that one was missing.

Coincidentally, it happened to be Yan'er, the only son of my elder brother.

Lu Yannian was only three years old, just at the age when he could walk steadily and be able to speak. Xu Shi slipped out the door by himself, but he was not yet old enough to remember the way, and he has not come back until now.

Lujiang is not as peaceful as Wu County, which is deep in the east of the river. It has been repeatedly warred for many years, and there are many tourists from central Shu and Beiyuan in the city.

If the young master of Sun and Lu's family is kidnapped by bad guys.

Thinking about it, Lu Hao felt chills stand on end, I'm afraid the lord will kill his elder brother himself before he can show his power!

The Lu family came out in full force, searching for the lost Lu Yan one by one along the long street.

Lu Yi stepped on the accumulated rain on the ground, and said solemnly: "It rains heavily at night, don't disturb the residents."

Sun Ru turned her head and glared at him, then plunged into the rain without saying a word.

Li Yinzhou patted Ling Tong on the shoulder.

Ling Tong climbed up the wall knowingly, followed silently, turned his head and shook his head calmly at him, signaling him to rest assured and watch over him.

Li Yinzhou is naturally relieved, this kid has the ability to climb over walls/doors to listen to window corners since he was a child.

He was worried about Lu Yan.

He only vaguely remembered that Lu Yi's second son, Lu Kang, would succeed him as a famous general, but Lu Yan did not leave behind any brilliance. How broken Sun Ru will be.

It was late at night, the wind was whimpering, and the rain was heavy after heavy.

The entire Lujiang River has never slept peacefully.

……

On the other end, on the teahouse.

The kid Lu Yan, who had been chanted countless times, finally had a full stomach, puffed out his oily cheeks, remembered his family motto, and politely bowed to the big brother in front of him.

"The grace of dripping water, when... well, when..."

What is the report?

Seeing that Xiao Tuanzi was in great distress, the tall young man bent down and hugged him by the waist.

The white wide sleeves fell on Lu Yan's cat-like cheeks without fear of dirt, and the cold voice came through the thin shirt, and said softly: "The kindness of dripping water will be repaid by springs. Well, now it's time Tell me where your home is."

With a stomach full of meat buns in his mouth, Lu Yan presumed that such a good person could not be a bandit, and finally confessed with confidence: "I don't know where... Oh, A Niang said, tell people my surname is Lu, and you will know." gone."

The youth looked shocked.

"What's your name?"

Lu Yan blinked his eyes, he had been deceived by the meat bun, and he didn't doubt it at all: "My name is Lu Yan."

Lu Yan.

The young man squeezed his eyes deeply, and the image of this child Luo Yu appearing in front of him appeared in his mind. His pitiful little face was covered with tears, but he couldn't hide the familiar eyebrows and outline.

At this moment, the past seems to be gushing out from an irrepressible fountain, like the raging waves engulfing him into the dark river, dragging him into the icy abyss.

It has been so many years.

It wasn't until Lu Yan pulled his sleeve timidly that he opened his eyes. All the surging emotions were pressed into the bottom of his heart at this moment, and when he lowered his eyes, there was only a piece of calm like stagnant water.

He wiped off the oil from Lu Yan's lips, and said gently, "I see."

……

It was the second day since Lu Yan was sent back to the mansion, and everyone hurriedly gathered around, fearing that the little young master might have made a slight mistake.

Lu Hao anxiously pulled Li Yinzhou over: "I'll go thank you, Mr. Li, please take a look."

Li Yinzhou was pushed in front of Lu Yan, and seeing that he was in the rain, his round eyes were as warm as nephrite, and he was muttering something, he put down his anxiety for a while, and gently held him in his arms, half jokingly The ground warned: "If you are so naughty again, you will have to take a bitter medicine."

There is no spell more effective than this in the world. Lu Yan hurriedly stood up, looking at the serious father and the mother who was too angry to speak, and finally fell on the smiling husband in front of him, and he could tell who was the best sex. Yes, holding his head up cautiously: "But I'm an adult, I don't want to take medicine."

Li Yinzhou looked at him jokingly: "Oh?"

Lu Yan leaned into his ear and shared the secret in a low voice: "I can read that."

Li Yinzhou also put on his ear pretendingly: "Huh? What?"

The little kid hurriedly showed what he had learned: "...four is four, ten is ten, black is black, and white is white. Sir, am I reading well?"

The immature face looked up with anticipation, waiting for the adult's praise.

But seeing Li Yinzhou's originally smiling expression suddenly changed, he left Lu Yan and rushed into the rain.

The windshield wipers dripped down along the corners of the eaves, and the long street with bluestone slabs splashed a cold mist, blurring the backs of three or two pedestrians into invisible spots of light.

Looking at the endless long street, he frowned deeply.

Lu Mao walked up to him, as if he was afraid of his expression, and said in a low voice: "Sir...do you know that man? It's strange to say, I asked him what kind of gift he wanted, and he said to offer him a stick of incense That's right, and then he walked away. If I had known that he was an old friend of the master, I would have kept him at the table."

He carefully looked at Mr. Li's expression, and after a long time, he slowly loosened his eyebrows, standing still in the rain like a pine tree, not moving a step.

Lu Yi walked over in two steps, and was about to speak, but he heard him calmly say: "I know, you don't need to persuade me."

He always had an intuition that cum yan was not dead.

But where is he now.

Are you really repenting?

……

In the quiet rain, the horse's hooves galloped and broke into the field of vision.

It's the messenger soldier.

Ling Tongkuo took a step forward, his eyes tense: "What's the matter?"

The little soldier trotted up to them, dripping with rain, and handed over a military letter.

A group of people automatically avoided, Lu Yi slowly unfolded the bamboo slips under Ling Tong's gaze, his eyes changed.

Ling Tong asked him why he was in a hurry.

Lu Yi looked at Li Yinzhou, and said in a calm voice, "It's not the military situation at the front line, it's the court, Yang Xiugong... is dead."

Yang Xiu?

He is the core minister of Cao Zhi's party.

In this way, the battle between Wei Zhong's sons has finally come to an end. Did the cunning Cao Pi gain the upper hand, or did something happen in the middle?

Since it wasn't an important military plane, Ling Tong simply strode over and looked at Lu Yi's hands in the light of the sky, his expression was a little confused: "King Wei, kill Yang Xiu?"

Cao Cao's murder of his close ministers is no longer a major news, but it is really heartbreaking to believe that the cross of "leaking words and teachings before and after, and handing over to the princes" is credible.

He exchanged a look with Li Yinzhou who had just regained consciousness.

But I saw him withdraw from the rain curtain, passing the two people with different expressions, and walking towards the guest room.

Walking through the porch, a red-tasseled long/spear silently flashed in front of my eyes.

Ling Tong's voice whispered from behind: "This has nothing to do with you."

The dispute between the eldest sons of Weizhong really has nothing to do with him, a commoner in Wu.

He glanced back lightly: "I know."

Ling Tong paused, and the tip of the spear lightly pierced into the rain, making a thin cut.

He was puzzled: "Then what are you going to do?"

Li Yinzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, but his expression was extremely serious: "Go north, pick up people."