Three Kingdoms: A Million Soldiers Grown from the Fields

Chapter 8 Household Registration Finalized (Please continue reading)

It was already bright outside.

Zhang Xian and his two companions were covered in sweat, feeling refreshed and content as they enjoyed the food brought by their servants.

That's the good thing about having a big family and a large business; there's basically no shortage of food at home. After a night and a half, the three of them, not to mention anything else, had already made their money back just from the food alone.

The rooster crowed again, around 8:00 AM.

Inside the inner courtyard, Guo Huai and the others looked at Guo Tang with delight, whose spirit and energy were completely different from yesterday, and wept with joy.

Guo Tang, who was pale and coughing incessantly yesterday, is now able to get out of bed and his complexion has regained a lot of color.

At that moment, he was reaching out his hands to his older sister and saying in a spoiled tone, "Sister, if I'm hungry, I'd like to eat rice porridge."

"Alright, alright, I'll have someone arrange it right away. Tang'er, don't get cold, go back to bed."

The handkerchief touched the corners of her slightly moist eyes, and the beautiful woman happily headed towards the door, seemingly ready to cook a bowl of rice porridge for her son herself.

However, before she could even leave the room, Guo Huai called out to her, "Madam, please don't rush. Let me go and ask Mr. Zixu for his opinion before feeding Tang'er."

"Yes, yes, look at me, I was so happy that I forgot Mr. Zixu was still at home. Husband, you must not neglect Mr. Zixu."

"Yes, I understand."

Guo Huai walked out with a happy expression.

These days, the Guo family is shrouded in a dark cloud. Guo Huai got married at the age of nineteen and had two daughters. His eldest daughter married far away in Jingzhou, and his second daughter was fifteen years old and still unmarried. It wasn't until eight years ago that he had a son.

Guo Tangke was the only male in his lineage, so he couldn't afford to be careless.

Now that he has seen his youngest son's condition improve, the shadow in his heart has finally dissipated.

"Zhang Xian and Zhang Zixu are truly remarkable people!"

His goodwill towards Zhang Xian increased dramatically, and he walked lightly to the villa where the three of them were settled, without even instructing the servants.

"Mr. Zixu, Mr. Zixu, how were you last night?"

Guo Huai entered the courtyard with a loud laugh. As soon as he entered the gate, he saw three burly men with food in their mouths turning to look at him.

Guo Huai swallowed hard, his laughter choked back.

Before Tang'er's illness is cured, the family's surplus grain will be completely wasted. Every time I see these three, they're always eating.

What an appetite these three brothers are!
Zhang Xian swallowed the pancake in his mouth, put down the chicken leg in his hand, stood up, and glanced at Zhao Yun and Xiahou Lan.

Both of them quickly got up.

"Patriarch Guo, have you come at this hour because your son's illness has deteriorated?"

He walked up to Guo Huai, while Zhao Yun and the other man stood by the table where the food was served and bowed respectfully.

Hearing Zhang Xian's words, Guo Huai's smile returned: "Yes, yes, Mr. Zixu is a master. Tang'er looked great this morning. When I came, he was even asking his mother to feed him rice porridge."

"How about Mr. Zixu, you go and take a look?"

"Hmm," Zhang Xian nodded, "Then let's go take a look."

"Since your complexion has improved, it means the medicine has taken effect. Taking it one more time today should be enough."

As he spoke, he turned to Zhao Yun and the other man and said, "You two pack your things. It's time to return when I come back."

"I know, Brother Xian." (From the inner courtyard.)

Zhang Xian used the same medicine on Guo Tang again, just like yesterday.

After he took the medicine, he heard the notification that he had gained 10 medical experience points. He nodded, stood up, and said to everyone, "His condition has improved. After taking the medicine this time, he should be cured. However, he should not be exposed to wind and cold again after recovering from his illness. He should not take a bath or eat too much meat. His diet should be light."

"We will follow your doctor's orders." The three people in the room bowed to Zhang Xian in unison.

Anyone who isn't blind can see the difference in Guo Tang's condition compared to a few days ago. Now, in their eyes, Zhang Xian is a true master of traditional Chinese medicine.

When dealing with such a person, as long as it cannot be guaranteed that no one in the family will ever fall ill, one must still show them respect.

The young Guo Tang looked at Zhang Xian's strange attire and felt a surge of curiosity: "Sir, how long will it take for my younger brother to start taking tonics?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xian met his gaze and replied, "Seven days will suffice."

This glance made Guo Tang blush with embarrassment. She let out a soft "hmm" and dared not say another word.

Hmph, I've seen plenty of girls who are both incompetent and playful.

Zhang Xian chuckled to himself; his face wasn't just for show.

He turned his head and looked at Guo Huai.

“Master Guo, your family need no further concern about your son’s illness. I have achieved my purpose in coming here. In that case, I will not stay any longer.”

With that, he bowed respectfully and walked towards the door.

"Mr. Zixu, please don't be in a hurry. It is my family's fault for neglecting you. You should stay for a couple more days."

Guo Huaizhui went outside, trying to persuade him to stay.

Zhang Xian said, "Patriarch Guo, you flatter us. My three brothers have been treated with the utmost respect in your household. How could you say we have been neglected? However, as Patriarch Guo knows, we three brothers are also extremely worried about Master Tong sitting alone in the desolate mountains."

Hearing Zhang Xian say this, Guo Huai really couldn't persuade him anymore. The Han Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety, and if he still stopped Zhang Xian from returning, he would be ungrateful.

So Guo Huai bowed deeply to Zhang Xian and said, "Please wait a moment, sir. I will go and prepare a consultation fee as it is proper."

Under the porch, Zhang Xian breathed a sigh of relief and stopped to look at Guo Huai.

"There's no need for Patriarch Guo to prepare a consultation fee. I do have a matter that requires your assistance."

"Oh? What do you need, sir?" Guo Huai asked.

Zhang Xian pointed to his short hair: "I have been practicing in the mountains with my master since I was a child. A little over a month ago, my master passed away. I was supposed to observe three years of mourning in the mountains before I could come down. But my master specifically instructed me to come down immediately before he passed away. So I have no other choice but to observe mourning with my hair down. Only by coming down the mountain can I fulfill my filial duty and not disobey my master's order."

"So that's how it is. No wonder I thought Zixu was a hermit when I saw his very short black hair. I never imagined he was such a filial son. His actions should be a model for others." Guo Huai stroked his beard and nodded with a smile.

"What Zixu is asking for."

Zhang Xian bowed to Guo Huai and said, "I have a private reason for coming to your residence this time. I heard from Master Tong that the Guo family of Zhen Ding is a rare clan in Changshan. There are countless scholars and officials in the clan. Therefore, I thought that if I could get the help of the Guo family to settle down in Zhen Ding, Changshan, then I, a wanderer, would have a place to go."

"Haha, Zixu, you flatter me." Guo Huaichang laughed heartily and waved his hand to take it all in, saying, "It was just this matter. Zixu has underestimated me and the Guo family."

He bowed with both hands and then gestured forward, saying, "Zixu, please return to your courtyard and rest for a while. I will take care of the household registration matter!"

With that, he led the way and escorted Zhang Xian back to the side courtyard. Then he called over the steward Guo Fu, whispered a few words to him, and left the Guo residence.

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