The moon falling to the ground

Is a country girl ignorant and fearless, or is she just a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger?

Jian Yue walked up to Divine Doctor Mao and said, "Master, let me serve you tea and water here! Today is the first big happy event in my life, and I don't want anyone to ruin my mood."

As for who ruined the mood, it goes without saying.

Yan Xinning felt as if she had been slapped in the face, and her face was burning. She lowered her eyelids to hide the murderous intent that flashed across her eyes.

Xie Chujiao knew this cheap daughter best. She couldn't help but sneer in her heart: After a few years of rich life, her heart has grown bigger and bigger, but she has no brains. She didn't kill the other person, but her reputation has become worse and worse. She calls herself a talented woman of Yanling? Haha...

Xie Chujiao wisely kept her two children by her side and stopped talking.

Soon, several noble ladies came, including the wives of the Tongzhi and Tongpan families, and the wives of the Canjiang family.

The table was soon full, and those with lower ranks had to stand.

Doctor Mao didn't like socializing with many people. Basically, Yan Xiuyuan and the Tongzhi Tongpan were talking to each other, and he didn't say "hmm" for a long time. Fortunately, he was a legendary doctor, and no one dared to find fault with him. He had to be careful to look at his face when speaking, for fear of offending him accidentally.

It was finally noon, and Doctor Mao quickly asked Yan Xiuyuan to preside over the apprenticeship ceremony.

The ceremony of becoming Dr. Mao's apprentice is very peculiar.

First, Jian Yue was asked to identify ten common medicinal herbs, and then recite a passage from the Medical Classics. After these two steps, it was time to offer tea and kowtow.

Jian Yue did as she was told.

Doctor Mao drank Jian Yue's apprentice tea and smiled. He took out a dark brown card and gave it to Jian Yue: "This is our identity card for the disciples of the Maoshan Divine Doctor Sect. You are the old man's last disciple. You must study hard and practice diligently in the future, and don't bring shame to the reputation of the Maoshan Divine Doctor Sect."

"Yes, disciple will obey your orders." Jian Yue took the ID card respectfully, put it in her cross-body bag, kowtowed again, and then stood up.

Doctor Mao looked around with a sharp gaze: "This old man's disciple was born in a poor family. If anyone dares to use her status to make trouble, or bully her behind her back, don't blame me for being rude."

A warm feeling surged through Jian Yue's heart.

It feels so good to be protected by someone!

From then on, she had someone to protect her.

The handkerchief in Yan Xinning's hand was almost torn into pieces.

Xie Chujiao remained calm, with a decent smile on her face. In fact, she felt even more uncomfortable than Yan Xinning.

As a representative of the officials, Yan Xiuyuan said a few words of encouragement: "Since Dr. Mao has chosen you as his disciple, you must have something extraordinary. I hope you can inherit your master's legacy and become a famous doctor soon."

"Thank you for your teachings, Lord Mansion Master. I will keep them in mind." Jian Yue bowed.

So far, Yan Xiuyuan has left a good impression on her, and she is not as repulsed by him as she imagined.

Xie Chujiao also said a few words on behalf of the female family members, and Jian Yue bowed and expressed her gratitude as usual, as if the previous war of words had never happened.

Yan Xiuyuan nodded secretly.

This girl is sensible, tolerant, and knows what is important and what is not. No wonder she caught the eye of Divine Doctor Mao. He couldn't help but look at his eldest daughter. Before, his eldest daughter was determined to take Divine Doctor Mao as her teacher. She must be feeling bad now, right?

Yan Xiuyuan was stunned.

Was he dazzled? What was the jealousy in Xin Ning's eyes? His daughter had always been an open-minded person.

Yan Xiuyuan frowned unconsciously.

Next came the congratulations and gift-giving session.

Jian Yue didn't expect to receive a gift. She was stunned for a moment, but soon came to her senses. They gave the gift for the sake of Master Divine Doctor. She looked at Doctor Mao: Can I accept the gift?

Doctor Mao nodded.

Jian Yue asked Muxiang to ask the restaurant for pen and paper to write down all the gifts received so that she could remember to return the gifts when the guests were busy.

To be honest, all the people who watched the ceremony were rich and powerful, so they really didn't take a country girl seriously, and the gifts they prepared were perfunctory. Anyway, it was just a waste of money, so it was fine as long as they could get away with it. A country girl, one or two taels of silver could make her so happy that she lost her mind, right?

As a result, people keep accounts.

You must compose a ritual when keeping accounts. If you do, won’t the secret be exposed?

Many people were caught off guard and were scrambling to make up the gifts, piecing together the pieces and trying their best to make their gifts look less shabby.

I just don't understand how a country bumpkin who can't read a single word knows to keep accounts for gifts? Moreover, looking at so many expensive gifts, he not only doesn't drool, but also remains calm. It's really weird!

Jian Yue asked Nan Xing to find two carriages to transport the gifts back to Yue's house. Doctor Mao sent a guard to follow.

After the gift-giving session was over, Shopkeeper Feng immediately asked his staff to set up tables and chairs on the second floor and arranged for the guests to sit down. Then he served the dishes, wine and cakes and began the feasting session.

Jian Yue has been serving Doctor Mao.

Those who were qualified to attend the ceremony were all powerful. Although they all had smiles on their faces, no one took her seriously. She didn't want to get close to them and listen to their witty remarks and sour words. It would be better for her to stay with her master and establish herself as a good disciple.

Several waiters were carrying wine and food and moving between the tables. Jian Yue was standing behind Divine Doctor Mao. She glanced at the neighboring table and happened to meet Yan Tianchen's gaze.

Jian Yue was stunned.

Yan Tianchen also turned his head quickly.

His eyes were quite intriguing! There was excitement and anticipation in his eyes, as if he was about to watch a big show.

Let’s take stock of what usually happens when young ladies in ancient times attend banquets?

How are those house fighting and palace fighting scripts written?

Jian Yue quickly glanced at the whole place and found a waiter carrying a pot of steaming red oil soup walking towards her. She quietly moved closer to Yan Xiuyuan.

Yan Xiuyuan sat to the upper left of Doctor Mao. Jian Yue held the teapot and pretended to pour tea for him. She glanced at Yan Tianchen and saw his eyes on her, as well as Yan Xinning and Xie Chujiao. It seemed that all three of them knew what would happen next, but they didn't know who was the mastermind.

"Master, get out of the way!" Jian Yue pushed Yan Xiuyuan and quickly jumped to the side. Before she finished speaking, everyone heard a "bang" as a pot of hot soup and vegetables fell to the ground. At the same time, the waiter who served the dishes was kicked out by Yan Wu.

"Ah..." The guy was kicked like a shrimp, and he bent his back and cried out in pain.

Yan Wu was a martial arts expert, and he used all his strength in this kick, breaking several of the man's bones.

The back of Yan Xiuyuan's gown was splattered with oil stains.

The sound of clinking glasses stopped instantly, and everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock, not yet figuring out what was happening.

Yan Wu first removed the servant's hands and feet, then opened his mouth to check if there was any poison hidden...