The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

The first peak of Shennv Mountain, Shennv Academy.

The viewing pavilion next to the Dean's Office.

Xu Hanzhang sat against the fence and looked down. There were crowds of people moving about. Even from his high vantage point, he could clearly hear the noise below, which almost reached the sky.

"Old monk, how many years do you think I can live at my age? Can I watch these children who enter the academy become successful in the future?"

Taoist Jia was lying on a bench, dozing off, his face covered with a palm-leaf fan. A muffled voice came from under the fan, "You called the wrong name. I won't answer."

"Fat Taoist priest?"

"Although I can read faces and predict fortunes, I am not a Daluo Jinxian. Who knows how many years you can live? You should ask Zhong Kui about this."

Xu Hanzhang snorted with a smile, returned to sit at the stone table, took a sip of the tea in the tea tray, and said in an open-minded tone, "Now that the prince has returned and my granddaughter has found her home, the old man has nothing to regret. The remaining light of the candle will illuminate as many people as it can, but it's up to fate."

Jia Banxian pulled down the palm-leaf fan, revealing his two eyes and looking at the old man for a moment, "I have carefully observed your face, and I think you still have at least twenty years of life left. You can be a beast of burden for another twenty years. Alas, poor old man... Yan Changqing, doesn't he treat you like a mule? How can he let you go if you don't use up the little skills you have in your belly?"

"What, you changed your profession to become Zhong Kui?"

"Drink your tea."

Old man Xu refused to do it.

There were two people in a pavilion. If he didn't talk to the fat Taoist priest, who would he talk to?

"Are you really not going to help Prince Shen? Although he is a bit casual, he is still a good prince. Why don't you talk to this old man and ask him why the ancestor of Medicine Valley is so skilled in medicine but is unwilling to practice medicine?"

"When I was young, I often traveled outside the valley, treating sick people for free. I traveled for ten years and treated countless people. If the patient was cured, it was the doctor's duty and it should be done. If the patient was not cured, it was the doctor's negligence and his medical skills were not good enough. I almost died three times when I was chased and killed by patients in their homes. Maybe I am unlucky and all I met were straw dogs that bit me, so I became indifferent."

This was the first time that the Taoist confessed this to anyone in many years, and also the last time.

Just these few words, nothing more.

Old Man Xu stared at the worn-out palm-leaf fan for a long time. He said nothing more, just closed his mouth and drank his tea quietly.

There are always some diseases in this world that cannot be cured by medical skills, but the blame is always placed on the doctors... How is this different from the people he met who blamed him for being too straightforward when they themselves were not upright?

In his heart, he actually admired the old Taoist priest.

Although he always said that he would not cure illnesses or save lives, he accepted a disciple.

Baixiang is the continuation of the benevolence of the old Taoist doctor.

After drinking a cup of tea, the old man tilted his head to listen to the lively noise coming from the academy below, with a faint smile on his face.

They are old, but there will always be new generations who will continue to take on the baton of peace and prosperity for the country and the people like the rising sun.

He hopes those children will grow up and surpass their teachers.

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"Grandpa, grandma, grandpa, grandma, mom, I'm going to school!"

In the Lin family courtyard, Bai Xiang carried his small schoolbag on his back, skipped out of the door to meet up with his friends, and went to the village private school.

Jin Duobao, Wang Xiaoniu and Li Yaer were already waiting at the door.

Seeing the little girl coming out, Jin Duobao immediately stuffed the snacks he brought into her schoolbag.

"Really? The academy is for teaching, and the private school is also for teaching. Why set an age limit? I can't go to school with you!" Jin Duobao was particularly resentful about this, his round face turned black, "Come on, brother will take you to the private school first, and then I will go to the academy. There are a lot of new naughty kids in the private school. If someone bullies you, just tell me, brother will support you!"

Lin Huaisong and Lin Huaibai stood by with their arms folded, rolling their eyes to the sky, "Enough, enough, Master Jin, your nagging is almost as intense as that of Granny Li! Bai Xiang is studying in the village, how could he be bullied? Hurry up, or the academy bell will ring if you are any later!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? You two are brothers, but none of you care about everything as much as I, your brother Duobao, do!" Jin Duobao was not in a hurry. He went to school to learn some words and principles. He didn't want to take the exam to become a scholar or a top scholar, so why should he be so diligent?

I will do business in the future.

Bai Xiang's originally deflated little schoolbag was now stuffed bulging, and she smiled with joy.

I can’t get enough of all the delicious food in the world!

"Brother Duobao is gone. I will enter the private school as soon as possible, and you, my elder brother, the second brother, and sister Yaer will be able to enter the academy as soon as possible!"

The little girl ran to the private school as soon as she was greeted.

Wang Xiaoniu followed behind, rubbing his hands, and laughing even happier than Baixiang.

It’s such a big bag of snacks, hehehe, he will have his share later!

Bai is very generous with his friends. He never keeps delicious food to himself and likes to share.

As one of the beneficiaries, he has grown a layer of flesh on his chin, but fortunately he has no cavities.

A group of kids of different ages were running and laughing on the road, but they were stopped by someone in a panic before they reached the private school.

It was Li Wenxiu. Her pretty face turned pale, perhaps because she ran too fast or was too panicked or scared.

"A hundred faces, a hundred faces! Aunt Zhang was helping Liu'er carry a basket to wash tea this morning, and she fell into the river... When she was fished out, she had a big gash on her head..."

Li Wenxiu became more and more trembling as she spoke, and she was at a loss.

The accident came suddenly. Fortunately, there were villagers working in the medicinal fields by the river and they pulled the old woman out in time. However, the sight of her wounds gushing with blood was too horrifying.

She subconsciously thought of Bai Xiang and ran back to the village in a hurry.

They happened to meet each other halfway, and Li Wenxiu told the whole story incoherently.

After listening to this, Bai Xiang took off his schoolbag, stuffed it into Jin Duobao's arms, and ran out of the village.

The speed is very fast.

Jin Duobao looked at the little girl's back as she ran away in the blink of an eye. He was unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and the corners of his mouth twitched again and again.

Bai Xiang actually has wings that they can't see?

Carrying the little girl's schoolbag, Jin Duobao didn't delay any longer and chased after her, "Ya'er, go to the academy first, and ask for leave for me!"

Lin Huaisong and Lin Huaibai followed closely behind, "Ya'er, ask for leave for us too! Xiaoniu, tell the teacher at the private school that Bai Xiang will be here later!"

A group of people gathered around the stone bridge at the entrance of the village.

When some villagers saw Bai Xiang coming, they immediately made way for her to enter.

Everyone in the village knew that Bai Xiang was learning medicine from Taoist Jia.

Although she had never seen Bai Xiang treating people with her own eyes, the story of how Bai Xiang saved Duke Lan and cured Minister Yan in Changjing was told repeatedly in the village for half a month, and it was also known to everyone.

For some reason, the villagers of Yuxi felt relieved when they saw the little girl running over.

In the middle of the crowd, Mrs. Li was lying on the grass with her eyes closed. Her wet hair was messy and stuck to her forehead and cheeks. Her lips were colorless and half of her face was covered in blood. Even her shoulders, clothes and the grass were covered in blood.

Meng Liu pressed the handkerchief on the wound on the side of her head, and she didn't even have time to wipe the tear marks on her face.

"Bai Xiang, my feet slipped when I was washing tea, and Grandma Zhang fell into the river and hit her head while trying to pull me up—"