Small Lingzhi

Lingzhi's tears fell continuously, and she cried with concentration and earnestness. It was an extremely hurtful way of crying, and she didn't make a sound, as if she wanted to cry out all her fears.

The villagers were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the tearful teenager, not understanding what was going on.

Lan Wenxuan walked to Lingzhi's side and used his body to shield him from the villagers' sight. He said in a gentle and gentle voice, "Lingzhi feels a little uncomfortable. I'll take him back to the medicine house to have a look."

The villagers quickly echoed: "Hurry up, look at this crying sad look, it's really heartbreaking. Let me tell you, people have to look at it, and they will be free from all diseases if they are open-minded. Don't be too sad, baby. There is no barrier to pass!"

Lan Wenxuan sighed, smiled at the villagers, put one of the medicine baskets behind his back, and embraced Lingzhi with his free hand: "Come with me first."

Lingzhi was sobbing and trembling, but she obediently walked away with Lan Wenxuan holding the medicine basket in her arms.

Yakumo Village is not big, and the farmhouses are scattered and built, and the neighbors are not all close to each other.And it was autumn, and most of the villagers went to their fields to gather food. Lan Wenxuan didn't meet anyone else on the way back to the farmhouse with Lingzhi.

Lan Wenxuan opened the door of the medicine house, put away the medicine baskets in his hands and behind his back first, then turned around to welcome Lingzhi into the door, and placed him on a stool in the yard to sit down.

Lan Wenxuan half-bent down, looking at Lingzhi carefully.

Lingzhi stopped crying at this time, but just now the tears fell hard, the corners of her eyes were extremely red, as if she had been wronged by the sky.

He was embarrassed by Lan Wenxuan, he was thin-skinned, and easily felt ashamed in everything he did.His wet eyelashes blinked slowly, but he didn't avoid Lan Wenxuan's gaze, and also looked at him quietly.

After a long time, Lingzhi's arms tightened around the medicine basket in her arms, her lips pursed into a shallow arc, expressing her sincere joy from the heart.

"It's great, you and the old doctor are back, and nothing happened to you."

Lingzhi's words were stuck in her throat, and she choked slightly: "I thought you all..."

Lan Wenxuan said with a smile: "I have nothing to do with Master, it's just that on the way back, Master was tired and needs a period of quiet recuperation."

Lingzhi listened to Lan Wenxuan's words quietly, and nodded obediently after listening.

He looked into the house: "Is the doctor sleeping in the house?"

Lan Wenxuan agreed to him, hearing Lingzhi's hoarse voice, turned to pour him a cup of hot water.

Wrapped in a farm coat full of cotton wool, Lingzhi walked down the mountain. Her body was still warm before, and she cried like a log outside, her nose and fingers were red from the cold.

He clutched his teacup tightly and thanked Lan Wenxuan in a low voice.

The two sat under the wooden pavilion, and curtains were hung on three sides of the pavilion to keep out the wind.Lingzhi held the teacup tightly, and drank it only after the water became warm. Gradually, her body warmed up.

He regained his sanity slowly, and had a soft talk with Lan Wenxuan for a while.

Lingzhi didn't dare to ask Lan Wenxuan where they were taken by Xiao Yan, and focused on asking about the other party's recent life, and knowing that everything was fine, the stone hanging in his heart didn't fall until this moment.

No matter what reason Lan Wenxuan was taken away, it has nothing to do with Xiao Yan.Lingzhi couldn't see the pair of master and apprentice with peace of mind. If he hadn't brought Xiao Yan back to the cave, the master and apprentice would never have encountered such a thing.

He looked at Lan Wenxuan's thin face and smiled silly: "It's good that you are safe."

Infected by his smile, Lan Wenxuan said, "It's great that you're safe too."

The two looked at each other, Lingzhi still looked like a teenager, but he was not as innocent and ignorant as when he first came down the mountain, he used to know nothing.

They are glad that they all returned here safely, but at the same time, they feel that things are right and wrong.

Lan Wenxuan changed the subject, his eyes fell on the medicine basket in Lingzhi's arms, and he joked, "You're in the business of selling medicinal materials again?"

Embarrassed, Lingzhi nodded and admitted.

He was penniless and said, "I want to exchange some money to buy books."

Lan Wenxuan said: "Why don't you sell us the medicinal herbs? Master and I have only been back for half a month, and the farmhouse has been abandoned for many days. All the medicines accumulated in the past have soaked in water and become moldy."

Lingzhi said yes lightly, and he handed the medicine basket to Lan Wenxuan, and counted with him face to face.

Lan Wenxuan sorted it out roughly, and sighed: "The herbs you sent are all timely rain. I haven't had time to collect some of them in the mountains, so just sit and wait, let me enter the house and withdraw money for you."

Lingzhi suddenly called him: "Can I go in and visit the doctor?"

Lan Wenxuan walked a few steps and turned his head. The boy under the pavilion was upright, wrapped in a cotton velvet farm coat, like a gray and white fluffy rabbit.

His heart softened for a while, and his voice was soft, and he said: "Master's cold is serious, and it is suitable to visit him when he is better. If the cold is transmitted to you, Master will have a bad conscience."

Lingzhi obediently said hello, and not long after Lan Wenxuan returned to the house, a hunter walked in outside the farmhouse.

Lingzhi watched Orion stepping into the yard curiously, and Orion saw him and squeezed into the pavilion to shelter from the wind.

"It's you, I haven't seen you delivering medicine down the mountain for a long time!"

Lingzhi vaguely told the other party that she had returned to her hometown, and Orion wanted to talk to him enthusiastically, but when she moved her body, her rough face immediately huddled together, grinning in pain.

Orion grinned and said, "A few days ago I went hunting in the mountains and wanted to stock up some meat for the winter. Unexpectedly, I stepped on a trap and almost lost a leg. This injury has been recovering for almost a month. The wound started to fester when it touched water the day before yesterday. Hiss—"

Orion was in extreme pain, and Lingzhi watched intently as Orion opened his pants, revealing the injured parts of his legs and feet.

He squatted down in front of Orion, like a docile and beautiful rabbit, because the farm clothes were fluffy and fluffy, so cute.

As soon as the wind that leaked into the pavilion blew, the fluffy hood on Lingzhi's head shook accordingly.

Orion gasped and laughed, "Your clothes and hood are so warm..."

Lingzhi blushed: "Can I take a look for you?"

Orion waved his hand carelessly: "Look, let's see."

I didn't expect Lingzhi to see anything.

So Lingzhi looked carefully at Orion's wound, and softly asked about the recent symptoms of Orion's body.

His voice was soft, his eyes were calm and obedient, even the big bosses like Orion subconsciously lowered their voices when they were talking to him at the moment, for fear that they would growl loudly.

Not to mention, don't look at the youngsters, the steps of this round of consultations are pretty good.

Orion asked in surprise, "Do you study medicine?"

Lingzhi mentally listed two prescriptions, one for external application and one for oral administration.

Someone blocked the wind behind her, Lingzhi turned her head, looked up at the downcast gaze of the visitor, and pursed her lips uncomfortably.

Lan Wenxuan was quite interested and asked, "What do you see?"

So Lingzhi told Lan Wenxuan about the problems she found out and the prescription.

Lan Wenxuan was surprised: "Your prescription is not wrong. There are two herbs that have the same medicinal properties as the prescription I thought, but they are cheaper in price."

After listening to it for a while, Orion understood, looked at Lingzhi and said with a chuckle, "The baby is promising!"

So he took a few packs of medicine from Lan Wenxuan's pharmacy according to the two prescriptions formulated by Lingzhi and left.

Lan Wenxuan gave half of the money to Lingzhi, but Lingzhi refused.

Lan Wenxuan said: "You are the one to see his illness. I only charge for the medicine, and you should take the money from the doctor's visit. If you push it any further, you are being polite to me."

Having said so much, Lingzhi had no choice but to accept the money Lan Wenxuan handed over with both hands, and untied the empty purse from his waist. When the copper plate slammed, he couldn't help pursing his lips, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

The first time I saw a doctor, I made money, my heart was beating fast, and my face was slightly blush.

Lan Wenxuan handed over the herb money to Lingzhi, and the two sat under the pavilion and talked for a while, when Li Fulang's voice came from outside the door.

Lan Wenxuan said: "It should be Xu Chong who came back from shopping in the city. I'll go out and have a look."

After Lan Wenxuan, master and apprentice, returned to Yayun Village, the medicine house had been abandoned for nearly a year, and they had to buy things again.

He has to take care of the old doctor, and he has to clean up the medicine shed. He can't spare his life, so he can only entrust Li Fulang's man, Xu Chong, to give him some things when he enters the city.

Lingzhi followed behind, and Lan Wenxuan was handing over the remaining money to Li Fulang.

Li Fulang, who collected the money, and Xu Chong, who unloaded the goods, all looked at the young man who came out. Li Fulang said in surprise, "You're back?"

Yakumo Village is very small, with a population of dozens.

Although every household is not close to each other, Lingzhi has been delivering medicinal herbs to the village for a long time. Since the villagers haven't seen him last year, at first he still misses a few words. Some people want to report to the officials in the city to find someone.Later, this matter was suppressed, and after a long time, everyone gradually forgot Lingzhi as a person.

Lingzhi was vague about Li Fulang's words about going back to his hometown. Li Fulang clapped his hands together and said with a smile, "It's great. The doctor is back in the village, and you are back too. Everyone misses your herbs, which are better than the ones in the city. I don't know how much cheaper it is!"

Lan Wenxuan smiled and said nothing, he knew what the villagers were thinking, but Lingzhi had good intentions, this herb didn't fall from the sky.He is willing to buy medicinal herbs from Lingzhi at the market price, and obtains them reasonably, but he also has selfish intentions to let Lingzhi get more money.

After Xu Chong unloaded all the goods and moved them into the pharmacy, he took Li Fulang and left. Lan Wenxuan stayed in the yard to organize the goods. Lingzhi sat under the pavilion to enjoy the wind for a while, and soon came over to help Lan Wenxuan clean up.

After being busy for half a day, Lan Wenxuan killed a chicken at noon, and left Lingzhi to eat together.

After Lingzhi left the medicine house in the afternoon, he walked along the edge of the field, and met farmers resting under the trees, and several peddlers who came back from the county.

A group of people gathered under the tree to drink rice wine and chat. Whenever the salesman came out of the city, he would brag to the villagers about what he had seen in the city.

For example, the daughter of a certain merchant in the city does not want to marry the son of a certain rich family, or another example is that the official has taken several new concubines.

Finally, the shopkeeper stopped talking, looked around, his voice became softer, and said: "I heard that our Grand Master Xiao of the Great Yan Dynasty was hit by a knife when he suppressed bandits in Jiashan last month. The knife pierced his lungs. What’s worse, the knife says it’s poisonous, the grand master has been injured and poisoned, and he just woke up a few days ago.”

The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the villagers have been chatting for a long time about the poisoning of Taishi Xiao who was poisoned by the knife in the suppression of the bandits because of the fact that the officials could not control this small village.

This group of villagers, who have never been anywhere in their lives, are all spit on when they talk about the secrets of the powerful officials and nobles in the Yan Dynasty, and they are better at making up stories than in the scriptures.

Soon, a group of rough old men found an out of place figure squatting among them.

The boy squatted on the spare rock like a fluffy rabbit hugging his knees, as if he had been bullied by someone, his eyes were twitching red.

The villagers recognized him and said, "The baby sounds good too!"

Lingzhi asked seriously: "Xiao... Is the knife behind Grand Master Xiao really poisonous? He has been unconscious all this time?"

The shopkeeper nodded, adding to the rumors he heard from the city. When Lingzhi heard that Xiao Yan was dead, her body wrapped in farm clothes swayed, and she almost fell headfirst from the stone into the mud.

***

In Yandu City, which is far away from Yayun Village, teahouses and taverns are now discussing Taishi Jiashan's suppression of bandits.

More than [-] bandits were wiped out by the Taishi's people. The people praised the Taishi's heroism and majesty, and were deeply concerned about the Taishi's injury and bed rest.

Taishi Mansion, Jingsiyuan.

Unlike the bustle of Yancheng, the elegant and classical courtyard is deserted, the garden is full of autumn, and the flower ponds are withered.

Manager Liu led his servants to bring medicinal meals from the back kitchen. They walked in a hurry and looked worried.

Manager Liu held his breath after entering the room, for fear of disturbing his master's rest.

"Master, the medicinal soup is ready."

Manager Liu felt sad.

According to rumors in the city, their master was poisoned by a knife wound and poisoned his lungs. Indeed, he only woke up a few days ago. The past month of coma was all due to Dr. Mei coming to the mansion to hang his master.

He watched the master's pale and slender fingers stick out of the silver silk curtain, took over the porcelain white soup bowl, and the thick bitter taste spread out.

At first, Director Liu didn't understand why the Grand Master was injured, but now, he saw Master Qingjia's sickly white face, although weak, but his brows and eyes were deep and dark, and his eyes seemed to be brewing or waiting for something.

Xiao Yan finished drinking the soup and said hoarsely, "Call He Qi to come in."

The author says:

The whole chapter is to be edited, thank you everyone~

感谢在2022-05-1523:22:34~2022-05-1623:17:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Huacimin and Shiyuan; 5 bottles of Luoshu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!