Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Wu Yi was as silent as a gourd with its mouth sawn off, and he squeezed all his grievances into his fists.

Wanting to play some intrigue in front of the Jiang family, who has lived in the inner house for decades, is simply playing tricks. Wu Yi asked himself that he hadn't had the ability to turn right and wrong like that.

It would be great if being a human being can be treated like a disease. He can also fight poison with poison, maybe he can resolve the current predicament.

Seeing that he was silent for a while, Wu Ji only thought that this bastard was just an empty chaff that couldn't grow rice. Since he couldn't grow any grain, it seemed useless to keep it.

His face turned serious, and he asked: "Why did you have such a vicious heart at such a young age? Who are you trying to poison when you buy these poisons?"

Wu Yi originally hoped that this wide and fat old man would be able to live up to his father's kindness and filial piety, but he didn't expect that this old man's head and face would be a reprimand. It's ridiculous to think about it. Wu Yi waited until his death without a word of concern from his father. No father-son relationship, it's not his turn to live for Wu Yi.

The Wu family is a big tree that blocks out the sky and sun, but it is a pity that this tree not only does not give him shade, but also does not intend to give him any sunshine or rain.

His cold heart skipped a beat, and he had a bold idea.

"Master, I bought these arsenic not to poison others, but for myself."

He neither called Wu Ji his father, nor did he call himself his son. There was a sense of hostility between you and me in his respect and humility.

Wu Ji didn't expect that there were two hard bones hidden in this cotton-like body: "You want to commit suicide?"

Tang Feng is open-minded, neither emphasizing the Confucian filial piety of "parents who receive the body, hair and skin", nor the stereotype of "keeping hair but not head". Earth-shattering thing.

Wu Yi raised his eyes, and met Wu Ji's gaze frankly: "Master Hui, I have already suffered from an incurable disease, and I have no desire to love the world. Because I can't bear the suffering of the disease, I begged a nobleman to grant me death. I I thought that nobleman was kind enough to give me a good time, but now that I think about it, maybe fighting poison with poison has actually cured the disease."

This statement was mixed with truth and falsehood, but Jiang could not refute it. Now that Wu Yi was standing in front of him, who knew what panacea he had taken?

Dr. Shen, however, was startled when he heard the words, as if recalling something: "Excuse me for my many words, Sun Simiao and Sun Xianren also had a precedent for arsenic to cure blood disease. Could it be that the two poisons coincided to cancel each other and turned disaster into blessing? You know!"

The doctor is more or less benevolent, and this evidence is enough to pave the way for Wu Yi's life.

Wu Yi looked deeply at this stranger with white hair, and expressed his gratitude with speechless eyes.

Wu Yi's rhetoric was based on retreat, and he neither refuted Jiang's argument, nor put himself at a moral disadvantage. Anyway, everyone in the Wu family is alive and well, and killing people always requires some swords and blood. It cost him his life.

Jiang could only give Wu Yi a gouged look, and in the blink of an eye his smile was faint.

"Since Yi'er's words are convincing, it's better to invite that noble man here, so as to silence all the talkers."

Wu Yi had learned the feudal superstition from Li Sujie and his family, and now he opened his mouth and said, "The old gentleman just said that this kind of precedent was only set by Sun Xianren. I think that nobleman is also an ordinary god." A person. The trace of the expert is elusive, so how can ordinary people like me easily invite him?"

Since ancient times, gods and masters have been the best targets for throwing blame. Anyway, the people of the Tang Dynasty didn't have the concept of who advocated who should prove it. You just planted and framed me. Why don't I just talk nonsense?

These words blocked Jiang's mouth, and the smile in his eyes couldn't help holding a trace of hatred. Following Wu Yichu's open eyebrows, he cut out his mother's charming and charming face in his mind.

Wu Ji's love for his concubine is far weaker than Jiang's hatred.

From Wu Yi's thin appearance, he could vaguely pick up some memories of his young and romantic past, but he really couldn't remember the name of the beauty who was lingering around him back then, and naturally he couldn't speak of pity for Wu Yi.

This is just a bastard who is so ordinary that he has no merit or fault. Since he can't find any faults, he can only make fifty big boards each.

The [-] big boards each fell on the mistress, which was naturally a few vague reprimands, accusing her of acting sloppily and indifferently.

The other [-] boards are run by real family legalists.

"Concealing the top and the bottom, concealing the poison, these two alone are enough to drive you out of the house." Now that the dust has settled, Wu Ji also feels that there should be a small punishment and a big warning to correct this stunted hard bone , "If you are young and ignorant, you will be fined to kneel in the mourning hall for three days, and think about your mistakes in front of your ancestors!"

This is said lightly, with Wu Yi's mixed body, kneeling for three days and three nights, it is simply a torture.Even if you don't die, you won't be able to stand up and walk again in this life.

Wu Ji wanted to support his son-in-law, so naturally he couldn't allow the overgrown weeds to hinder his view.

Wu Yi held back his anger, and looked at Wu Ji in front of him coldly: "Master, I have never read the Four Books and Five Classics, but I often hear people say that fathers are kind and sons are filial, brothers and friends are respectful, can you teach me a lesson?" This sentence?"

Wu Jicai breathed a sigh of relief, and was slowly scraping off a little froth on the teacup, and said casually, "What is human righteousness? Father's kindness, son's filial piety, brother's kindness, younger brother's kindness—what do you mean by this?!"

Asking this question is obviously an insinuation that he can only preach in words and cannot teach by example, so he is not worthy of being a father!

The autumn wind suddenly picked up and slammed the door of a house in the distance.

Wu Yi looked serious: "Since this is the case, I dare to ask the master, how can a son be filial if a father is not kind? How can a younger brother be filial if a brother is unkind? If the superior is not good, how can the inferior be effective?"

Wu Ji got angry for a while, and blurted out a foul language: "Wolf-hearted bastard words!"

Wu Yi still held his head high and held his chest high: "I'm a wolf, what kind of person have you become?"

--Snapped.

The sound of broken porcelain was like a sharp knife, making another cut in the already tense atmosphere.

Standing around quietly, even the Jiang family didn't dare to fan the flames, and just stood quietly behind Wu Ji, fearing that he would be hurt if he copied a chair and hit someone.

Porcelain fragments were scattered on the ground, dripping water trails of smoke rising from the ground.

The father and son looked at each other through the hazy mist and exchanged a cold look.

Wu Ji laughed back angrily: "Okay, okay, the Wu family hasn't produced something as strong as you for a long time, Wu Jiu, you drag him down for me to beat [-] boards, see if his bones are hard, or the Wu family The family law is tough!"

Wu Jiu responded with a smile, and moved to Wu Yi's side with a playful smile: "Young master, the master has an order, how can I not obey, you see, it is you who go by yourself, or the old slave, I will help you..."

Wu Yi didn't even look at him, he still raised his eyes to Wu Ji: "Master, in the Wu family, you are the head of the clan, and in Yuanzhou, you are the official of the parents."

Wu Ji thought that he was being bluffed and afraid of being subdued, and wanted to flatter him, so he snorted coldly: "You still know?"

Wu Yi gave a slight smile on his cold face: "Caomin, please set up a separate family, and please Master Wu for your convenience."

As soon as these words came out, a thousand layers of waves were immediately set off.

The little boy from the drug store had been watching in a daze for a long time, and it was only at this moment that he was shocked by Wu Yi's words: "Young master, you, have you lost your mind and gone crazy?"

Dr. Shen couldn't help persuading him: "Young people, it's not as simple as you think to separate families and establish households. Don't ruin your future!"

Wu Yi nodded slightly, thanking him for his kindness.

People in the Tang Dynasty are usually unwilling to establish their own family, and the reason is very simple.

In this era when the household registration system is quite large, taxes, corvee service, and military service are all based on household registration. Assigning a household registration means that you have to bear all the responsibilities and obligations of a family, and you have to live in the Wu family. , at least not to worry about these things.

Taxation, corvee and military service, these three simple words are no different from the three pillars of the sky, which have crushed the thick shoulders of many working people since ancient times, let alone a half-ill and thirteen-year-old boy.

Wu Ji seemed to be watching a joke: "Have you figured it out? If you want to stand on your own, naturally you don't have to obey the Wu family's rules, but you can't step into the Wu family from now on. Even if you starve to death, exhaust yourself, or die in battle, I won't let you enter the Wu family's ancestral grave."

Wu Yi met his sharp gaze, and instead of retreating, he advanced: "Since the grassroots have asked themselves to be independent, they will not receive any favor from the Wu family from now on. If there is any violation, I swear not to be human!"

This fate has long been life-and-death, and it is no longer the weak and sick Wu Yi who couldn't help himself at all.

After leaving this sentence, he pushed aside the stunned crowd, and walked away with his hands behind his back, without even looking back.

Wu Yi wanted to set up his own family not because of ignorant and fearless enthusiasm, but because of several months of repeated considerations.

Rather than being a cripple that everyone can step on in the Wu family, it is better to confront them head-on, the worst outcome is to die outside alone, and he will always help Wu Yi get the dignity he never got before return.

Dignity cannot be eaten, but people have to fight for their breath besides eating.

Walking out of the Wu Mansion, Wu Yi first wanted to find a place to settle down. He still had a few silver coins in his arms, so it shouldn't be a problem to stay in the inn for a few days.

Based on his more than ten years of clinical experience in modern times, it shouldn't be difficult to earn a living in a pharmacy.

He visited several pharmacies in a row, but was kicked out by the boss impatiently. As soon as he stepped into an inn decorated with simple notation, he saw Xiao Er hurried over and invited him out with a lot of noise.

"I'm sorry, but the shop has already run out of rooms. Please go to another place."

Wu Yi looked at the empty inn, frowning and did not speak.

Wu Ji used him as an example of killing chickens to scare monkeys, so that everyone in the Wu family can see the fate of treason.

Stepping out of the door of the inn, he was only greeted by a bright moon and a faint breeze.

Wu Yi looked down at the slowly swaying shadow under his feet, and couldn't help saying to himself in his heart, the shadows became three people, Li Taibai sincerely did not deceive me.

Just when he was about to raise his head and find a place like a bridge, a temple, or something to rest for the night, he saw two other shadows coming slowly from afar.

"Your name is Wu Yi?" Two pairs of shadows, one long and one short, stopped in front of him.

Before he could answer, another chubby figure had already jumped in front of his legs.

"Lord Landlord!"