After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Master Zheng listened and nodded slightly. "He's right. Excessive rigidity will easily break. Only the doctrine of the mean can last. However... if I'm not mistaken, he should be satisfied with you."

It was to remind him that if nothing unexpected happened, Master Lin would want to accept Qin Yan as his disciple.

But Qin Yan didn't want to become his disciple yet. If he refused, it would be disrespectful to Lord Lin.

This is a dilemma.

On the other side, Lord Lin held the rice paper in his hand and looked at the poems written by the three people again and again. Finally, he took out the poem written by Qin Yan, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

Next, it’s time to accept disciples.

He waved his hand to call the servant, but before he could say anything, the servant came in hurriedly.

"Sir, there's another incident ahead."

The front hall was extremely lively.

"Brother Qin, the doctor is here today, so why not give it a try?"

I don't know who said this, but the whole audience fell silent for a moment, looking back and forth between the person who said this and Qin Yan.

Qin Yan frowned slightly. "It's enough for me to know the condition of my leg myself. You don't need to worry about it. Besides, everyone is busy and it's not appropriate to waste time and energy on me."

The person who spoke before had an ordinary appearance. He held a folding fan in his hand and observed Qin Yan's expression. His gaze fell on Qin Yan's legs, and there was a strong look of inquiry in his eyes.

This kid hardly showed any emotion during the entire banquet, so why did he frown when talking about legs?

This leg is probably completely unable to stand up, otherwise, why would he not dare to respond?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was correct. He insisted, "That's right, Brother Qin. Look, everyone is watching. So many people are very concerned about you. It's just a pulse check. It won't take long."

Qin Yan had been in the spotlight several times at the banquet today, and almost all the students present remembered this person. Upon hearing this, most of them were also curious.

The sudden appearance of such a talented and handsome person, yet confined to a wheelchair, not only makes people feel sorry for his talent, but also worries that his legs are not completely damaged. If his legs were healed, he would definitely be a strong rival in the future imperial examinations.

For a while, only a small number of people lowered their heads out of guilt because they felt it was not good to probe into the other party.

Most people watched curiously, and several people even came together to "advise".

"Brother Qin, you are being too self-deprecating. We are all scholars and classmates, and we all care about your health."

"Brother Qin is very talented. If he can heal his leg, it will be a wonderful event for this gathering."

"Also, didn't your brother poison you? I can't guarantee that your other food is safe. Let the doctor take your pulse, and everyone will feel at ease."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone seemed to have found a breakthrough, and they all smiled and asked Qin Yan to take their pulses.

As more people came, they surrounded the young man and even felt a sense of coercion.

Seeing that Qin Yan was slow to speak, the student who first said this became impatient, but as a scholar, one must not curse when speaking, so he secretly squeezed him.

"Everyone has been waiting for you for so long, but Brother Qin still refuses to agree. Could it be that you have some unspeakable illness?"

First, he was wasting other people's time, and second, the man's hidden illness was nothing more than that kind of thing.

If Qin Yan doesn't take the pulse in public today, word will spread after today that he is "not capable". Anyway, they won't lose anything today.

The young man was speechless. After thinking for a while, he agreed: "Since everyone is so curious, let's do the diagnosis."

He agreed so suddenly that the students who had just persuaded him were stunned for a moment, and then they thought, as expected, even Qin Yan could not accept being told no.

"Doctor, please take a look!"

The doctor next to him had already broken out in a cold sweat. He had been a doctor for so many years and had seen a lot of dirty things, but this was the first time he had seen a hermaphrodite among the scholars.

Although there are no swear words, every word and sentence gives people a sense of oppression.

I truly experienced what it means that "the words of scholars are murderous knives."

Seeing this, Qin Yan casually extended his arm and said politely, "Thank you."

"Ah!" The doctor responded, stepped forward to take the patient's pulse carefully, and closed his eyes to feel it.

Someone couldn't wait any longer: "Doctor, what's the situation? Please tell me!"

The old doctor pondered, "Well... this leg injury has been around for too long. I didn't get prompt treatment after breaking it. Now I can only take medicine to regulate it so that it won't hurt as much when it's cloudy or rainy."

The implication is that Qin Yan can't stand up anymore.

Few of the scholars were stupid, and they understood immediately, and began to express their regret and comfort him.

"What a shame, what a shame! God is jealous of talented people!"

"Yes, Brother Qin is such a graceful and elegant person, but...sigh."

"Brother Qin, don't be too sad. It's enough for us to study and enlighten our minds and cultivate our character."

Anyway, he can't take the imperial examination, so no matter how well he studies, he can hardly become a strong opponent.

Mr. Zheng looked normal. Seeing this, Master Hong's old face was full of confusion. He asked directly: "Mr. Zheng, aren't you worried?"

Mr. Zheng said smoothly, "My beloved disciple is the disciple of the great doctor Zhou and also the sister of Qin Yan."

"His leg was sick long before the exam, but with the help of the miracle doctor, didn't Mr. Zhou heal his leg once?"

The doctor was not sure at once. The old doctor Zhou could be regarded as the medical god among their doctors, but he was not even considered an imperial physician. The difference was too great.

"So you asked Dr. Zhou to see me. My diagnosis doesn't count."

On the side, Lord Lin, who witnessed the whole process, thought about it and gave up the idea of taking in a disciple.

Well, let's just take things as they come.

Although Qin Yan has great ambitions and intelligence, if he cannot continue to take the imperial examinations, no matter how well he studies, everything will be in vain.

The poetry banquet ended quickly, and Qin Yan and his second uncle shamelessly got a ride in Mr. Zheng's carriage.

He could have pushed the wheelchair all the way back by himself, but the main reason was that his second uncle was weak after detoxification and could not catch a car, so he could not take him back by himself.

But it was just a small matter, and it was asked by a student he liked, so Mr. Zheng naturally agreed.

The carriage rolled forward, the lively banquet came to an end, and the sudden silence made people feel a little uncomfortable.

In the car, Mr. Zheng looked at Qin Yan and couldn't help but speak.

"Is this the solution you came up with?"

Qin Yan smiled shyly: "This is one of them."

If those people hadn't been so curious and pressed him, he would have found another way.

Master Zheng was a little helpless for a moment: "Okay, from today on, you should tone down your edge."

"Also, the fact that so many people came together today to ask you to feel their pulse in public must have been a deliberate arrangement by someone with ulterior motives. Someone doesn't want you to become their disciple. Be more careful in the future."

"Also, it's better to punish some relatives when necessary. Don't wait until something irreparable happens and then regret it."

"Thank you for your advice, sir. I will keep it in mind and will keep a low profile in the future..."

Qin Yan responded to Master Zheng's suggestions one by one.

The two chatted pleasantly along the way and soon arrived home. Qin Yan tried to persuade him to stay for tea, but Master Zheng declined on the grounds of being tired and left after saying goodbye.