Daily life in the academy

After the holidays, whether in modern times or ancient times, poor students have only one expression, which is the mask of pain.

Baizhi lay on the table and yawned continuously. To describe it in modern terms, this phenomenon is called back-to-school syndrome.

The first class was about the law. Master Li was lecturing happily in front, shaking his head, while the students below were drowsy like chicks pecking at rice. Fortunately, this was still somewhat different from modern times. At least there would be no head teacher secretly hiding at the back door to check which students were not listening carefully, and then calling them to the office to reprimand them after class.

The next few days were quite exciting thanks to Mu Bailian's occasional antics, and he finally got another day off.

Mu Bailian propped himself up on the table with one hand, flipping a book around with the other. He looked at Bai Zhi and asked, "Tomorrow is a day off. What are you planning to do?"

"Of course I go to work and earn money."

Bai Zhi buried her head in finishing the homework assigned by her teacher so that she wouldn't have to worry about unfinished homework during the holidays. When she was in high school, she only had two days off a month and she just wanted to play more. She would scramble to finish all the homework before the holidays, which was better than copying other students' homework.

Mu Bailian came closer and saw his flamboyant handwriting, which made his already sloppy handwriting even uglier. He couldn't help but feel a little disgusted: "Azhi, your handwriting is no different from dog's crawling."

Bai Zhi pushed his head away and glared at him: "What do you care... If you think it's dog crawling, then don't copy it."

"I was wrong. Azhi's handwriting is elegant and dignified..." Mu Bailian changed his tone in a servile manner.

"Hmph, how does that compare to your brother Yan?"

Yan Qingchen turned his head to look at Mu Bailian, waiting for his answer, his eyes full of "kindness".

Mu Bailian: "....Brother Yan's calligraphy is definitely more elegant. You two are not of the same type. Each of you has your own strengths...each of you has your own strengths."

Yan Qingchen and Bai Zhi looked at each other and both spared him with satisfaction.

Mu Bailian, the crisis resolved, raised his hand to wipe away the non-existent cold sweat. He had racked his brains to come up with these words.

Yan Qingchen glanced at her hands, which were covered in ink from her haste, then lightly looked away and asked, "Are you planning to continue working at the tavern?"

Bai Zhi nodded: "That's run by Aunt Ye Yanliang, it's reliable if you know someone."

“…”

The atmosphere grew quiet. Seeing that no one was talking, Bai Zhi picked up her pen and started writing again. However, just after she wrote one word, Yan Qingchen suddenly spoke again.

"From what I know, Ye Yanliang's grandfather was a close minister to the previous crown prince. Later, when the former crown prince fell from power, his family fell into decline. Their family is not simple... You must be more cautious."

Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry, Brother Ye is a very good person. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Yan Qingchen frowned slightly: "That's best."

The last class was Xie Guan's calculation class. Bai Zhi taught it very easily. While feeling relaxed, Yan Qingchen's reminder just now kept ringing in her mind. Although she had a good relationship with Ye Yanliang, she couldn't help but lean towards Yan Qingchen more after spending time with the three of them these days.

She counted the silver money she had left and found that she still had more than ten taels, which was enough to last for a long time. She was not in a hurry to make money for the time being. Why not take a couple of days off to have a good rest?

But it’s a bit boring to stay in the academy all the time. What should I do?

As she was thinking, the figure of A-man appeared in her mind. She had promised Xiumu to visit her during the last Sun God Festival, so it was just right for her to go see her this time.

Second day

Bai Zhi originally planned to hire a carriage to go to Doctor Hu's clinic, but thinking that it was a day off today and she was not in a hurry, she walked towards the city.

The spring breeze was blowing on my face, and the fresh scent of green grass was all around me, so the journey outside the city no longer seemed boring.

Once you enter the city, you'll see a bustling scene. The streets are bustling with people, including peddlers, hawkers, and travelers.

Entering from Qixia Gate and walking through three alleys, you will arrive at Dayefang where Doctor Hu is. When Baizhi arrived, the sun was already in the center.

It was only a short distance from here to Doctor Hu's clinic, so Bai Zhi quickened her pace. However, just as she reached an old lady, she suddenly fainted on the ground.

Bai Zhi was so shocked that she stood still. She saw that the old woman's face was flushed and she seemed to have a fever. She instinctively caught her. The sudden change made everyone around her rush over. She raised her right hand and explained to the onlookers, "I didn't do anything. The old woman fainted on her own. I just couldn't bear to see her fall, so I caught her."

"Isn't this Granny Liu? She's so pitiful, and there's no one around to take care of her."

"Don't be afraid, young man. We didn't misunderstand you. It's just that Granny Liu is really alone and has no one to take care of her. Judging from her condition, I'm afraid she has a high fever."

"It's just... you see, although we are all neighbors, we all have family matters and can't leave. What do you think we should do?"

What to do? You guys don't have time to care, but you have time to eat melons...

Bai Zhi lowered her head and rolled her eyes, then forced herself to smile and looked up at everyone. "In that case, I do know Doctor Hu from our neighborhood. I'll take Granny Liu to see Doctor Hu for treatment. However, if Granny Liu has health problems... please be a witness for me."

"The young man is a good man, so there is naturally no problem with this." One of the fat women who was eating melon seeds patted her chest and assured.

Baizhi lifted up Grandma Liu and slowly moved towards the clinic, leaving those inquiring gazes behind her.

"Azhi...Azhi...Are you coming to play with me?"

Ever since Aman separated from Baizhi last time, he would wait at the door of the clinic for a while every day. Today, he finally saw the person he had been thinking about appear, and he excitedly went out to greet him.

Bai Zhi took a deep breath and said, "A-Man, come, help me carry Granny Liu in."

"Hey, isn't this Grandma Liu who lives at the westernmost end of the block? What happened to her?" Aman took the other side of Grandma Liu and helped Baizhi carry her into the clinic.

Seeing this, the medicine boy in the clinic hurried forward, took the person and placed him on the empty bed in the outer hall.

Ah Man called out to the inner hall, "Foster father, come out and check on Granny Liu. She seems to have a high fever."

"it is good."

After a while, Doctor Hu came out from the inner hall, walked to Granny Liu, opened her eyes and took a look, and then took Granny Liu's pulse.

But Doctor Hu's face became uglier and uglier. After a long while, he shook his head at Bai Zhi and said, "I'm afraid this isn't just an ordinary high fever...but...but..."

The words seemed to burn his lips, and Doctor Hu could not utter them.

Bai Zhi anxiously asked: "Doctor Hu, what is it?"

She was the one who caught this person. If anything happened to him, she would be in real trouble. Although she would not be arrested, it would still be troublesome.