Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

He thought for a while: "I come from a humble background. I'm a reckless person. I'm not a student in a government school at all. I don't even have the qualifications to be selected. I'm afraid I will fail the expectations of the county prince."

Li Sujie rubbed his hands and laughed loudly: "This statement is wrong. The so-called those who have aspirations can achieve success. From ancient times to the present, there is no shortage of heroes who were forced out of difficulties. Take Chen Ping, a famous official in the Han Dynasty, as an example. He was born in poverty and had a low status. , but study hard, work hard, and finally shine in the family and last forever. Therefore, the more a real good tree is in a barren land, the deeper and more stable it can take root. A hero never asks about his background, whether he succeeds or not depends on luck , it is rare for you to have such an opportunity to stand out, so how can you let it go lightly?"

The fourth prince's words were sonorous and powerful. If it were to be placed in the college entrance examination room, it would definitely be a full-score composition that would applaud the examiners.

It's a pity that Wu Yi is a science student who doesn't love literature and loves science. This kind of inspirational argumentative essays about the past and the present have tortured him throughout his high school career, allowing him to develop a pair of eyes and ears that are invulnerable to all poisons and oil and salt.

What's more, getting ahead is not necessarily a good thing. Don't you see that Bian Que was murdered by his peers, Hua Tuo died at the hands of politicians, and the current emperor Li Zhi is going to have a headache at every turn. Counting the years, Wu Zetian will be under the rule of Wu Zetian in a few years. The era of cruel officials.

He didn't want to try the trick of inviting you into the urn again.

All in all, persuading people to study medicine is like a thunderbolt, which is true in any era.

So he smiled faintly, and pushed Tai Chi back: "Your Majesty's words are justified, but my life is short-lived, and God's gift of immortality to me is already a great favor, so how dare you covet more."

Li Sujie still refused to give up: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings. Mr. Kong Ming sighed that his fate was a long way, and he eventually became a famous minister of a generation. Why do you have to belittle yourself?"

Wu Yi was almost coughing up old blood. He really didn't have enough ink to debate with Li Sujie, a young liberal arts genius who could memorize the Four Books and Five Classics fluently.

It's no wonder that Wu Zetian despises this other's son so much. Li Sujie often writes a short essay citing scriptures, and the content is mostly the clichés of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness. He was originally expressing his feelings to his father , just looking for a stable life, but didn't realize that every word and every word pierced the stepmother's spine.

Wu Zetian was not the kind Wu Yi who was favored by others, since he couldn't pick out the mistakes in the article, he just waved his hand and gave him never to return to Beijing.

Out of sight out of mind.

Li Sujie knew that a piece of "Theory of Loyalty and Filial Piety" had harmed her, and since then she has put her pen to words and never left any evidence in black and white.

Wu Yi was fortunate to be the second victim of a tirade after Li Jing, and was racking his brains on how to deal with this bad thing, when Li Fu rushed over from the door in a panic.

"My lord, people from Wu's residence are here to invite you to have dinner with Dr. Zhang, and..." He glanced at Wu Yi's inexplicably gratified expression, and stammered, "And Wu Yi Young master, I said that I would also like to invite you to come to the house for a gathering."

Wu Yicai heaved a sigh of relief, and suddenly he came back to his heart: "Me?"

Li Fu nodded his head like he was talking about garlic, and joined the camp of gossip with his master: "Mr. Wu has been in our county palace for so long, and Master Wu has never sent a letter to ask anyone, but today he specially wants you to attend the table. It was Zhang who revealed Chrysostom!"

Before Wu Yi could refuse, Li Sujie had already said respectfully, "Go and tell us that we will come right away."

Li Sujie had already talked about this point, and Wu Yi couldn't save his face, so he had to follow him and drag Li's family to Wu's mansion for dinner.

Just as the front foot stepped on the threshold, a chilly voice came from behind the ear: "Mother said that someone pointed out that she had nothing to do with the Wu Mansion, otherwise she would not be a human being. Wu Jiu, I heard that you were there, do you know?" who is it?"

Wu Jiu stretched out his tongue and echoed in a strange voice: "The man kept claiming that he was not from the Wu family, but continued to be named Wu with shame, and the old slave didn't know what to call him by his name!"

Wu Xu, master and servant, shrank in the side courtyard, separated by a wall, and taunted Wu Yi almost by name, with such vitriol in his words that even Li Sujie couldn't help frowning upon hearing this.

Changing the name and changing the surname is a major matter to be reported to the government. The Wu family made a decisive decision on the face of it and readily agreed, but the Jiang family secretly suppressed Wu Yi's household registration and refused to release him. What's the difference between breaking things and seeking skins from tigers!

Even if Wu Ji is willing to sell his county prince a thin noodle, according to the law of the current dynasty, if ordinary people want to separate households and establish households, they must first approve it from the local government, and then report it to the household department at the end of the year, and wait for the next spring. It is officially completed.

Therefore, it is still very early for Wu Yi to take off the Wu family's surname.

Wu Xu just took this opportunity to mock Wu Yi, but he dared to talk through the wall if he had a bad heart and no guts.

Li Jing took Wu Yi's hand, completely unable to understand the maliciousness of the partition wall, and with the honesty of not knowing what to do, he quietly poked Wu Yi's waist.

"What are they talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Wu Yi looked aside coldly, and replied, "We are humans, so of course we don't understand what dogs say."

Li Jing believed it was true, and tightened Wu Yi's thumb with his small hands: "Is there a puppy that turned into a monster here?"

Wu Yi couldn't help laughing, he almost forgot that the child was superstitious about ghosts and gods, so of course he couldn't hear his irony.

He withdrew his gaze and lowered his head with a smile: "Don't be afraid, dogs are all about human power. As long as you walk and sit upright, they only dare to bark at people through the wall, and dare not stretch out their mouths to bite you."

Wu Yi's words were aimed at him, and every word was stuck in Wu Xu's heart. He wished he could really break through this wall and bite it, but Wu Jiu half dragged him halfway.

"Master, Madam has repeatedly explained that now that Dr. Zhang lives in the mansion, we have to be cautious in everything we say and do. If Dr. Zhang sees a conflict with him today, it would be a waste of money for him!"

Wu Xu gritted his teeth so hard that he couldn't help snorting coldly: "It's true, he has no education, it's not surprising that he speaks rudely, I definitely can't ruin my reputation for this kind of scum!"

He raised his voice over the wall to see what Wu Yi had to say.

After a sound, there was silence next door. He felt something was wrong, so he ordered Wu Jiu to take a look.

Wu Jiu got the order and moved a ladder to climb up, but saw the fallen leaves sweeping by the door, and there was still half a figure there.

When Wu Xu returned to the hall with a gloomy face, everyone had already sat down. Zhang Qiren sat at the head of the table and looked around, revealing an imperceptible demeanor.

Li Sujie and Wu Ji lined up next to each other, and Jiang held a Fenbai porcelain pot from an official kiln in his hand, and poured a glass of newly brewed osmanthus wine for the three of them in a respectful manner.

He moved his eyes down, and saw the face he least wanted to see. Wu Yi raised his eyes as if perceiving, and happened to match the line of sight with the blade between them.

The two teenagers met each other coldly, their eyes flashed with lightning.

Zhang Qiren saw it in his eyes, but his face remained unchanged: "Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Wu have a good relationship for generations. You are both students and juniors of this old man. There is no limit to learning. If you encounter difficulties, you can also talk to this old man. Although I am old, I have seen many storms, and I can still give you some pointers."

These words were sweet and pleasant to the ear, and the tense atmosphere in the air suddenly dissipated, and then it was filled by the smell of wine and vegetables.

Peony jelly, stewed dumplings in milk soup, braised four pieces, Luoyang crispy meat, chicken wings with ingredients, fried balls in sour soup, water boiled balls, perfect Ruyi soup...the 24 dishes of Luoyang Banquet are not bad.

A series of delicacies and liquids were served on the table, making Li Jing's mouth water, but the adults present all looked reserved, as if what they were chewing in their mouths were not delicacies of mountains and seas, but the living people sitting at the same table.

The wine is halfway through, and the last dish is served, and the last one on the table is today's main topic.

"The doctor has inspected Yuanzhou's government schools. I wonder if there are any students who caught his eye?"

Zhang Qiren only moved his chopsticks a few times: "They are still children, so you can't tell if they are good or bad. As long as you cultivate them carefully, they will all be good seedlings. Naturally, Young Master Ling is also very outstanding."

Wu Ji knew in his heart that this old doctor had a mediocre nature, he ate three cents full, and talked more than half. Although he expressed his intention to reassure him, he didn't specify which "Mr. Ling" he wanted.

Jiang filled the wine glass for him with a smile: "What the doctor said is very true. Although I am a woman, I also know the truth that there are no classes. But I privately think that no matter how classless, I must be a good class. Otherwise, wouldn't I Is it adding wings to the tiger and helping the tyrant? The talents and learning of children are only between the size, and it is important to choose a good character."

Li Sujie also strongly agreed: "Confucius has words, and if he has the ability to act, he studies literature. I don't think that the students in government schools are both good in character and learning, but those who have not entered government schools have good sons who first practice virtue."

The two played a game with Mr. Kong's words, and they both satirized the other party's children for being talented and unvirtuous, or they recommended the malleable talents.

Zhang Qiren sat in the middle of it, as if the turbulent waves passing by his side during the banquet turned into a gentle joke.

The two went back and forth, but in the end, Jiang shi lost to the county prince who had read a lot of poetry and books, but he was not impatient, and the spring breeze was still blowing on his face.

"This cup, I respect the prince of the county." She said with a smile, "Yi'er has been bothering the noble mansion for a long time, and he must have caused trouble to the manor. Turn your face against us as parents, if there is any disrespect in the county prince's mansion, please forgive me more."

Recalling the old matter in front of Zhang Qiren, Jiang's thoughts are almost clearly on the case.

Li Sujie half-watched drunkenly, seeing that Zhang Qiren was really hooked, his eyebrows twitched.

During the day, Wu Yi only said that the gods and masters gave the magic medicine to cure the blood disease, and he didn't take it to heart, but now it seems that there is another article here.

The author has something to say:

Although Wu Wu is tyrannical in administration, he still appreciates cultural people very much

The more famous one is Luo Binwang's "Against Wu Zhao for Xu Jingye", which literally hits Ah Wu's spine

But Ah Wu still thinks his talent is outstanding, and he greatly appreciates it

However, Li Sujie's "On Loyalty and Filial Piety" has not been handed down, and the quality of the article is not very good. In addition, the content hit Wu's heart, so he was affected by this good article.