The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

Shen Yinghan fainted suddenly, which frightened Song Sijun.He didn't expect that his words would irritate Shen Yinghan.

When returning from the hot spring palace, the convoy was still as mighty as when it came, Song Sijun sat aside and dozed off, while Shen Yinghan looked at the other party and fell into deep thought.

He misses his whole life, because there are many unwillingnesses in this body.The teenagers of his age are all galloping and singing wildly, but he can only hold the stove and drink medicine. He has resented, but after a struggle, he can only accept his fate. He persuades himself to give up those unwillingness, compromise with fate, and calm himself waiting for death.

He thought he could stay like this until he died.

But now, he can no longer persuade himself.He doesn't want to die, he wants to live, because he is so reluctant to let go of this prosperous world, and also so reluctant to let go of the nascent ignorant love in his heart.

The carriage jolted, and Shen Yinghan coughed, waking up Song Sijun beside him.

The other party looked at him worriedly.

Shen Yinghan shook his head, "It's okay, it's just that my throat is a little itchy."

"Is there any phlegm? Is your throat sore?"

Shen Yinghan shook his head.

After confirming that the other party just coughed occasionally, Song Sijun heaved a sigh of relief and said, "You really scared me yesterday."

Shen Yinghan said: "Sorry."

"You don't need to apologize, you didn't mean it, and you're fine." He rubbed his eyes and yawned again.

In order to take care of Shen Yinghan yesterday, he didn't sleep all night.

After Shen Yinghan woke up, thinking about what happened in the hot spring palace, he always felt uneasy, so he wanted to take Shen Yinghan back to the general's mansion.

To Song Sijun, the General's Mansion is like a prison cell, but to Shen Yinghan, it is a safe place.

Not long after the two returned, the eldest princess came over.

In the past, when Shen Yinghan went to the hot spring palace, he would stay for a day or two before returning, but this time he only stayed for half a day. The eldest princess was curious and worried, so she wanted to come over and ask for clarification.

After seeing Shen Yinghan, the eldest princess first looked at the person carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that everything was as usual for Shen Yinghan, then took the tea handed over by the maid and asked, "Yinghan, are you going to the hot spring palace this time? But if something unsatisfactory happened, why did you only stay for a day?"

If the Eldest Princess were to know about the tea, the Eldest Princess' character would definitely make a big fuss, and would inevitably startle the snake, so Shen Yinghan concealed the situation and just said: "The sweet-scented osmanthus in the hot spring palace is blooming extraordinarily this year, and the fragrance of the flower and the smell of sulfur are mixed together. My son felt that it was intoxicating, so he only stayed for one day."

"That's it!" The eldest princess nodded, "Although sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, it is really intoxicating if there are too many. If you don't like it, tell your uncle and cut some off."

"That's not necessary. The main reason is that the ventilation in the palace is not good." Afterwards, Shen Yinghan took the initiative to change the subject and asked, "Mother, last time I heard from my uncle that uncle is coming back soon?"

The eldest princess nodded, "I heard it will arrive tomorrow."

Hearing this answer, Shen Yinghan's eyes were full of anticipation.

In the evening, the doctor from the General's Mansion came to diagnose Shen Yinghan's pulse.

The imperial doctor Li who refused to accept Song Sijun as an apprentice before has returned to the palace after a shift, and now a new imperial doctor Zhao has arrived.So after taking the pulse, Song Sijun chased him out and asked him to be his teacher.

"I heard what Lao Li said." Doctor Zhao said while stroking his white beard and looking at Song Sijun, "His attitude is that of an old man."

Song Sijun heard this answer, and said straight to the point: "The two gentlemen think that I am born in a humble way, so they don't want to accept me as a disciple?"

The imperial doctor Zhao replied: "Master Hou was born noble, and the emperor himself canonized him as Marquis of Chang'an. You are the wife of Lord Hou, so you are naturally honorable."

"The old gentleman doesn't need to say these high-sounding words to me. If I didn't dislike my birth, I really can't understand why the two of you refused to accept me as a disciple."

"You are Madam Hou, the most important thing is to take care of Hou Ye." In other words, it is to let Song Sijun not waste time in other places.

Song Sijun retorted, "The reason I want to learn medicine from a teacher is to take good care of Lord Hou. The old man should know my fate, and I am destined to live and die with Lord Hou. Naturally, I want to do my best to make Lord Hou safe and sound."

He has modern medicine in his heart, but suffers from the backwardness of society and cannot use his fists.He just wanted to learn some traditional Chinese medicine and combine the two to save Shen Yinghan's life.

It was a good plan, but unexpectedly, it got stuck in the first step of apprenticeship.

Song Sijun continued: "Old man, doctors are benevolent, no matter how high or low they are. Practicing medicine does not depend on the birth of the patient, so as long as a doctor abides by medical ethics, why should he care about the birth level of the practitioner?"

Doctor Zhao looked at Song Sijun and pursed his lips in silence.

Song Sijun continued: "The old man also knows that Lord Hou values ​​me. If I insist, I just need to tell Lord Hou." When Shen Yinghan came forward, these people had no capital to refuse. "I asked the old gentleman in private because I sincerely wanted to be a teacher."

Seeing this, the other party frowned, "The old man doesn't despise Madam, and I can see your sincerity. It's just that there are many things, not as simple as Madam thinks."

"What do you mean, sir?"

The other party shook his head and sighed, and said, "madam, let me think about it for a few days, okay?"

Think about it, it's better than rejecting it outright.Song Sijun couldn't be aggressive, so he nodded in agreement, and then watched the other party leave.

Just looking back at the conversation just now, the phrase "It's not as simple as Madam thought" seems to have a deep meaning.

Back in the room, she saw Xiao Ming whispering something in Shen Yinghan's ear, and when she saw Song Sijun coming back, Xiao Ming stopped and left the room.

After Xiao Ming left, Shen Yinghan raised his hand to beckon Song Sijun to come to him, and asked, "Before you said you wanted to study medicine, but I was negligent these days and forgot."

It seems that Shen Yinghan knew about his apprenticeship.

That's right, this small courtyard is Shen Yinghan's territory.

Shen Yinghan: "The best technique in the palace is Gao Liangjiang, the head of the imperial hospital. I will bring you into the palace tomorrow and let you worship him as your teacher."

"Zhao Yuyi has promised me that I will think about it." Song Sijun said, "Apprenticeship requires sincerity. If you force the other party to agree, the other party will not teach with your heart."

Shen Yinghan also understood this truth, but still frowned and said: "If you want to study medicine, you should worship the best master. Galangal is more suitable than Zhao Ting." Zhao Ting is the full name of Zhao Yuyi.

And what Shen Yinghan said has a feeling that my child must go to a prestigious school.

Hearing these words, Song Sijun said with a smile: "Master leads you into the door to cultivate yourself."

"But the master is very knowledgeable, and his start is higher than others." Shen Yinghan said again, "Tomorrow you can ask Zhao Ting if he is willing. If he is not willing, I will take you into the palace. You can try to worship Gao Liangjiang as your teacher. .”

"Master Hou..."

"Don't worry, I won't show up, you go find him yourself."

Hearing this answer, Song Sijun nodded in agreement.He knew that as long as Shen Yinghan asked, no one in the Tai Hospital would dare to refuse, but he was afraid that if the other party was forced to agree, he would not teach him seriously.

If you find a teacher who doesn't want to teach you, but you really can't learn anything, you may learn everything wrong.

When autumn leaves fall, winter comes.

There was also fog outside in the morning, and there was a chill in the foggy air.

Song Sijun ran back in the morning and saw Shen Yinghan also got up, sitting at the door with a sleepy look, wearing a thick cloak, and there was a stove beside him.

Seeing Song Sijun come back, Shen Yinghan smiled a little and said, "You wake up very early every day."

Song Sijun replied: "It's a habit I developed in the past. Go to bed early and get up early to be healthy."

A word he said without intention made Shen Yinghan feel a little sad.

In good health, this kind of thing is more difficult for Shen Yinghan than going to heaven.

Seeing Shen Yinghan's loss, Song Sijun couldn't bear it, squatted in front of him, stretched out his hand to hold his hand that was still a little cold even though he was sitting by the stove, and said, "I will try my best to heal you."

After hearing this, Shen Yinghan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You are quite confident. With my body, the entire imperial hospital is helpless, yet you dare to promise me like this."

Song Sijun also felt like a big talker at this time, scratched his head, and said: "The fortune teller said that I am lucky to wish you well, maybe I am talented and intelligent, and I am a medical genius. What others can't do, I can do... "

Shen Yinghan smiled lightly, took a sip of the herbal tea at the side, moistened his throat, and said in a flat tone: "I was born weak." He didn't suffer from any terminal illness, but he was not as good as a normal person the moment he was born.He is like a tree whose roots are broken, so it is doomed not to flourish.

Unless there is a god to help him, he is destined to be like this in his life.

Song Sijun said: "Master Hou, people cannot choose their own birth, but they can choose how they live. If you are so self-pitying, you will only be like this forever."

Shen Yinghan didn't answer, but looked at Song Sijun.

At this time, Xiao Ming came over with breakfast and saw that the two were puzzled, "Master? Madam?"

Shen Yinghan sighed softly, then pulled his hand out of Song Sijun's, and patted the back of Song Sijun's hand, "Let's eat, I will take you into the palace later."

Seeing that Shen Yinghan didn't want to continue the topic just now, Song Sijun also knew how to shut up.

After all, it is not the right thing to add trouble to a patient.

After breakfast, Xiaoru took another bowl of medicine and placed it by Shen Yinghan's hand.

Shen Yinghan: "I just finished eating, let's drink later."

Hearing this, Xiaoming obediently brought the medicine to the stove to warm it.

Song Sijun has been by Shen Yinghan's side for the past few days, seeing that she is taking medicine every day but not getting better, the doctor is benevolent, so he is also anxious.

He just wanted to quickly understand this medical situation, and then combine it with the modern medicine he had mastered to do something for Shen Yinghan as much as possible.Thinking in this way, Song Sijun became even more eager to learn medicine from a teacher, so he said to Shen Yinghan, "I'm going to ask Doctor Zhao how he thinks about it now."

Shen Yinghan nodded, and then reminded: "Put on a coat, it's cold today."

Song Sijun nodded, and when he turned around to go into the house to add clothes, Xiaoming who was beside him said, "Yuyi Zhao went back to the palace last night. I heard that a nobleman in the palace is sick." It is unknown who is sick.

Hearing this, Shen Yinghan frowned and said: "There are no queens and concubines in the palace, the queen mother also died of illness a few years ago, uncle has no heirs, and brothers are not in the palace, could it be that uncle is sick?"

The imperial doctors stationed in the General's Mansion are fixed, and they will not be recalled in the middle of the night unless there are special circumstances. After thinking about it, Shen Yinghan was a little anxious, with a worried face, "Could it be that uncle is seriously ill, otherwise why would he be recalled in the middle of the night?"

Shen Yinghan hurriedly looked at Xiaoru, "Go and ask your mother... wait a minute... If uncle is seriously ill, in order to stabilize the court, it is not appropriate to disclose this matter, and mother may not know about it."

He was full of worries, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only sit there and frown.

Song Sijun comforted: "I saw the emperor a few days ago. He is in good health, so it should not be the emperor. Maybe it is the minister's bodyguard who the emperor values. The emperor urgently called the imperial doctor back. It is also possible."

Shen Yinghan let out a breath: "I hope so."

Song Sijun walked up to him, picked up the tea at the side, tested the temperature, and then passed it into Shen Yinghan's hand, "Don't worry too much, the emperor is in good health, even if he gets sick, he will recover soon."

Shen Yinghan nodded, and after thinking for a moment, he said to Song Sijun, "Bring me the medicine."

"En." Song Sijun turned around, picked up the medicine bowl next to the stove, and felt uncomfortable smelling the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

And Shen Yinghan had to drink this kind of medicine every day.

At this time, a servant girl came to report: "Master Hou, the carriage for entering the palace is ready."

If the emperor is ill, he will be prevented from entering the palace today, and if this matter spreads, it will inevitably lead to speculation and bring trouble to the emperor, so Shen Yinghan shook his head and said: "I'm not feeling well, I'll go another day."