Lanke Chess Edge

After thinking for a while, Ji Yuan looked up at the sky. In a gust of wind, a paper crane flapped its wings and flew over. It didn't take long before it fell on Ji Yuan's shoulder and pecked Ji Yuan's collar twice. , and then got into the pocket of his chest.

"It's hard work, you rest, it's time for me to rest for a while."

Anyway, it's been a long time since I slept. As far as the most comfortable place to sleep is, of course, it's my own home. Even if it's already dawn, Ji Yuan wants to go back to bed for a while.

The bed that I haven't seen for a long time is still comfortable, except for the musty smell of the sheets and bedding in the cupboard, everything is fine. This little problem is solved by Ji Yuan's effort to brush it off.

The people in Ning'an County have always had the same routine. Even though it is winter now, the time to take care of the fields is much less, but the people in the county still get up early.

Only Ji Yuan is "I sleep alone for three poles in the sun", and there is no sign of sleeping until the sun is high, but the little Zhihe, after a night's rest, has once again drilled out of the bag and the crack of the door, and went outside. The yard went for a walk.

There were some rustling sounds in the small courtyard, which were a group of small characters discussing in a low voice, or making noises in a low voice.

Because the eldest master Ji Yuan was sleeping, even these small words subconsciously lowered the volume, for fear of waking the eldest master's dream, so Ji Yuan slept directly until noon.

Around noon the next day, Ji Yuan rolled over comfortably on her bed, then stood up.

"Hoho..."

Sometimes it is a kind of enjoyment to yawn and stretch comfortably.

After putting on clothes and going outside the hospital again, maybe it's just the psychological effect of having a good night's sleep in my own home. Ji Yuan has a very refreshing feeling.

After going out, I went to the Sun Kee noodle stall to eat some braised noodles, and then walked around the city, Ji Yuan felt the hometown of this life in her own way.

Of course, he also had some things to do, which was entrusted to him by Qin Zizhou, so after walking around, he went to the north of Central Street in Ning'an County and went to the famous Jirentang in the county.

When he arrived at Jirentang, Ji Yuan saw a couple of old doctors Tong Xiantong still sitting in the hall. From time to time, patients came to see a doctor, not only the people in Ning'an County, but also distant towns and villages. coming patients.

It wasn't until Doctor Tong Lao finished prescribing the calming medicine for the last pregnant woman that he had time to stop for lunch.

"Master, it's time to eat, I'll warm you up with Li Ji's wontons!"

A middle-aged man next to him pinpointed the time, and when his master saw the patient, he immediately ran to the medicine stove outside the door and opened a large casserole.

In the sweltering heat, the man glanced at Ji Yuan who was looking at this side on the street outside, muttered something suspicious, and then he paid attention to the contents of the pot.

It wasn't some medicinal soup, but a bowl of ravioli with a big stuffing. The man had thick skin and rough flesh. In addition, it was winter, so he was not afraid of scalding the edge of the casserole, so he went in through the gap and took out the ravioli bowl. Then quickly put it in there.

The man brought a large bowl of wontons with a spoon and put them on the edge of Tong Xian's clinic.

"Master, eat it while it's hot. We as doctors have to pay more attention to a meal. Sometimes it's almost noon today."

However, the man found that his master was not looking at the steaming wontons, and then found that he was not looking at him either.

"Get out of the way."

"what?"

"Oh, I told you to get out of the way!"

Tong Xian was in his 70s or 80s, but his strength was not small. It was almost time for another old man in Ning'an County to go into the ground, but he pushed his sturdy land away and looked somewhere outside the medicine hall.

Ji Yuan couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. It seems that Doctor Tong not only learned the medical skills of his teacher Qin Zizhou, but also taught the way of health preservation.

After seeing clearly the fate of approaching Jirentang, Tong Xian subconsciously stood up from his position.

"Mr. Ji?"

Tong Xian's voice was slightly unbelievable, and he even rubbed his eyes, while Ji Yuan had already walked into Ji Ren Tang and bowed his hands.

"Doctor Tong has a good eye and a good memory. In Ning'an County, Dr. Tong is the first person to recognize Ji at a glance."

Hearing the affirmation of the righteous and peaceful voice, and seeing Ji Yuan's face and walking demeanor, Tong Xian hurriedly returned the salute as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Mr. Ji, it's really you! In fact, it's not that Tong has good eyesight, but last night, I heard the old man from Tianniufang who came to see a doctor said that Mr. may have come back, and I can't help but see similar people. Take a look!"

Tong first looked left and right, and dragged a chair.

"Mr. Ji, please take a seat, please, have you eaten? I have a bowl of wontons here. Li Ji's, although it has been warmed, it should not taste bad."

"No, no, Ji has already eaten it. Sun Ji's braised noodles, Doctor Tong, hurry up and eat, the disciple is right, it's time to eat!"

The middle-aged man next to him also looked up and down Ji Yuan, and only then did he react.

"Are you Mr. Ji? Yes, of course you are Mr. Ji. You look exactly the same as you did back then. It doesn't change at all! Hurry up, sir, sit down!"

This Langzhong was not as young as the weak crown at the beginning, and it was also because of Tong Xian's light that he had eaten the fruit of the jujube tree in the Ju'an Xiaoge Courtyard, and because he was an apprentice in the medicine hall, he was influenced by Tong Xian and understood the matter of Ji Yuan. There are more people than the people in the county who listen to music.

Ji Yuan sat down directly, Tong Xian, as a doctor, looked at Ji Yuan's complexion subconsciously up and down, and saw that his complexion was excellent and there was no sign of twilight. It's like a man in his prime.

"Sir is really a god!"

Tong Xian praised, then took a spoon and took a mouthful of wontons. He felt hunger in his stomach and then ate several more in a row.

"Mr. Ji, I'll make you some tea!"

The man next to him was not idle. After saying this, he hurried to the inner hall. There was still hot water boiling in the medicine stove over there, but it had not been turned on yet. He had to add a fire to make tea.

In front of Ji Yuan, under the influence of a calm and indifferent atmosphere, Dr. Tong's initial excitement eased, and he talked to Ji Yuan while eating.

"I haven't seen Mr. Ji for more than ten years."

Again, Ji Yuan has heard it a lot recently, so he smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, it's been a long time, until few people in Ning'an County recognize me."

"Hahaha, that gentleman should come to find Tong first, he will recognize you!"

Having said that, Tong Xian ate a few more wontons, chewed and swallowed them before speaking again.

"I've heard someone say that you have passed away in a foreign country, sir, and that you have all your relics brought to Duke Yin by someone, so I'll say it's a rumor!"

"Hahahaha...Is there still such a thing?"

Ji Yuan couldn't help laughing. This kind of thing can also be spread. Rumors really don't distinguish between society and era.

"That's right, there are still rumors that you had tuberculosis and died on the carriage back to your hometown. They also said that after Duke Yin received your letter, he dispatched people to rush to take your letter. The corpse was brought back to Ning'an County, but I couldn't find it anymore..."

Ji Yuan was taken aback when he heard it.

"So detailed? When are these rumors?"

Can you really make up a complete story with just a few hints?

Tong Xian thought for a while.

"Let's talk about it for six or seven years. Two years ago, Duke Yin returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors. I was hesitant to ask.

Ji Yuan was also really amused, she shook her head and smiled.

"Thanks to Doctor Tong for not asking, otherwise Master Yin would get angry if he was not sure."

"If you are angry, you will be angry. Find out the punishment for those who chewed their tongues and made up stories, and let them improve their memory!"

Tong Xian is old and old, and the concept of right and wrong is still very clear.

There is a good teacher who leads the way, and a lifetime of benefits in life, whether it is food and livelihood, or character and morality. .NovelMTL.com~ Thinking of Qin Zizhou, Ji Yuan also took out a scroll from his sleeve and put it on Dr. Tong's consultation table.

"Mr. Ji, is this?"

Tong Xian looked at Ji Yuan suspiciously.

"Doctor Tong, my teacher Qin Zizhou also had some friendship with Ji in his early years. He once left some things to Ji, and asked me to keep them on his behalf, saying that it was the right time to hand them over to those apprentices. Ji has been wandering all the year round, and this time he came back. Give it to you."

"Master's stuff? He...why didn't he give it to us himself?"

Doctor Tong was puzzled at first, then quickly put the two remaining wontons in the bowl into his mouth, then took a towel on the side to wipe his hands, and then carefully picked up the scroll and opened it a little bit.

There is very little text on the scroll, but there are quite a few pictures. It is a person standing up in various poses, and there are some changes in soft movements.

"This is, martial arts?"

Tong Xian looked at the action of the villain above and wondered, while Ji Yuan shook his head.

"Noye, this is not martial arts, it is a kind of health-preserving exercise obtained from the Taoist lineage. You don't need to practice martial arts day and night like a martial artist. If you play these stances every morning, you will have a good effect of strengthening your body. , but the price is persistence.”

Tong Xian looked at this scroll of pictures before asking a question for a long time.

"If this is effective, can it be passed on to the patient?"

Ji Yuan thought about it for a while and then said.

"Physicians can learn, but it's not that patients can't pass it on, but how many people are ordinary people willing to spend half an hour on it every day? If it wasn't for the pain, there wouldn't be many people who would come to see a doctor."

"Hey, yes, then it seems that this picture was found by the teacher for me and other doctors to self-medicate!"