Lanke Chess Edge

After thinking for a while, Ji Yuan raised his head and looked towards the sky. In a gust of wind, a paper crane flapped its wings and flew over. It didn't take long before it landed on Ji Yuan's shoulder and pecked at Ji Yuan's lapel twice. Then it got into the kit in his chest.

"It's hard work, you rest, I should also rest for a while."

Anyway, it's been a long time since I slept, no matter where I sleep most comfortably, of course it's my own home, even though it's already dawn, Ji Yuan wants to go back to bed for a night of sleep.

The long-lost bed is still comfortable, except for the musty smell of the sheets and bedding in the cabinet, everything is good, this little problem is solved by Ji Yuan reaching out and dusting it with his hand.

People in Ning'an County have always had the same routine. Even though it's winter and there is much less time to take care of the fields, the people in the county still get up early.

The only reason is that "I sleep alone at three poles in the sun", sleep until the sun is high and there is no sign of getting up, but after a night of rest, the little paper crane has once again got out of the kit and out of the door to go outside Went for a stroll in the yard.

There were still some rustling sounds in the small courtyard, it was a group of small characters discussing in a low voice, or making a noise in a low voice.

Because the elder Ji Yuan was sleeping, even these small words subconsciously lowered the volume, fearing to wake up the elder's lucid dream, so Ji Yuan just fell asleep until noon.

At around noon the next day, Ji Yuan rolled over comfortably on his bed, then straightened up.

"Hohoo..."

Sometimes it is also a kind of enjoyment to yawn and stretch comfortably.

Putting on his clothes and going outside the hospital again, perhaps it was the psychological effect of having a good night's sleep at home, Ji Yuan felt refreshed.

After going out, I went to Sun Ji noodle stall to eat some braised noodles, and then walked around the city, Ji Yuan felt his hometown in this life in his own way.

Of course, besides this, he also had some things to do, which were entrusted to him by Qin Zizhou, so after a stroll around, he detoured to the north of Ning'an County's Zhongxin Street and went to the famous Jiren Hall in the county.

When he arrived at Ji Ren Tang, Ji Yuan saw that Tong Xian and Dr. Tong were still sitting in the hall. From time to time, patients came to see the doctor, not only the people in Ning'an County, but also distant towns and villages. coming patients.

It wasn't until Old Doctor Tong finished prescribing the medicine to calm the nerves of the last pregnant woman that he had time to stop for lunch.

"Master, it's time to eat. I'm warming up Li Ji's wontons for you!"

A middle-aged man next to him pinpointed the time, and when his master finished watching the patient, he immediately ran to the medicine stove outside the door and opened a large casserole.

In the hot air, the man glanced at Ji Yuan who had been looking at this side from the street outside, muttered a question in his mouth, and then looked at the things in the pot.

There is no medicine soup in it, but a bowl of wontons with big stuffing. The man has thick skin and rough meat, and it is winter, so he is not afraid of the scalding on the edge of the casserole. Then quickly bring it inside.

The man brought up a large bowl of wontons with a spoon and placed them on Mr. Tong's examination table.

"Master, eat it while it's hot. As a doctor, we have to pay more attention to food. It's almost past noon today."

However, the man found that his master was not looking at the steaming wontons, and later found that he was not looking at him either.

"Get out of the way."

"ah?"

"Oh, I tell you to get out of the way!"

Tong Xian is seventy or eighty years old, but his strength is not small. It is almost time for other old men in Ning'an County to be buried in the ground, but he pushed his strong apprentice away and looked somewhere outside the medicine hall.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan couldn't help laughing. It seems that Dr. Tong not only learned all the medical skills of his teacher Qin Zizhou, but also learned the true ways of keeping in good health.

After seeing clearly the fate of approaching Ji Ren Tang, Tong Xian subconsciously stood up from his seat.

"Mr. Ji?"

Tong Xian's voice was slightly unbelievable, and he even rubbed his eyes, but Ji Yuan had already walked into Ji Ren Hall and bowed his hands in salute.

"Doctor Tong has good eyesight and a good memory. In Ning'an County, Doctor Tong is the first person to recognize Ji at a glance."

Hearing the confirmation from Zhongzheng's peaceful voice, and seeing Ji Yuan's face and walking demeanor, Tong Xian hurriedly returned the greeting as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Mr. Ji, it's really you! In fact, it's not because Tong has good eyesight, but because an old man who came to see a doctor in Tianniufang said last night that the husband may have come back. I can't help but look at him if I don't see similar people. Take a look!"

Tong first looked around and dragged a chair.

"Mr. Ji, please sit down, please sit down, have you eaten yet? I have a bowl of wontons from Li Ji. Although they have been warmed, the taste should not be bad."

"No, no, Ji has already eaten Sun Ji's stewed noodles, Doctor Tong, let's eat quickly, what Lingtu said is right, there is time to eat!"

The middle-aged doctor beside him also looked Ji Yuan up and down, and only then did he realize it.

"You are Mr. Ji? Yes, of course you are Mr. Ji. You look exactly the same as you did back then. It's almost the same! Sir, sit down quickly, sit down!"

This doctor was not as good as the weak crown in his early years, because he was under the influence of Tong Xian. The person who ate the jujube fruit in the small pavilion in Ju'an was also an apprentice in the medicine hall, so he was influenced by Tong Xian and knew about Ji Yuan. There are more people than the people in the county listening to music.

Ji Yuan sat down directly, Tong Xian, as a doctor, subconsciously looked at Ji Yuan's complexion up and down, and saw that his complexion was very good, without any signs of old age, the skin from face to hands was plump, and with the black hair all over his head, he was a man at all. The look of a person in his prime.

"Sir, you are truly a god!"

Tong Xian praised, then picked up the spoon and ate a mouthful of wontons, and then ate several more in a row after feeling hungry.

"Mr. Ji, I'll boil water and make tea for you!"

The man next to him was not idle either. After saying this, he hurried to the inner hall. There was still hot water boiling in the medicine stove over there, but it hadn't been turned on yet. He had to add a fire to make tea.

Under the influence of Ji Yuan's calm and light breath, Doctor Tong's excitement at the beginning has eased down, and he talked to Ji Yuan while eating.

"I haven't seen Mr. Ji for more than ten years."

It's this sentence again, Ji Yuan has heard a lot recently, so he just smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, it's been a long time. Few people here in Ning'an County recognize me."

"Hahaha, the gentleman should come to Tong first, and he will recognize you!"

Having said that, Tong Xian ate a few more wontons, chewed and swallowed, and then said again.

"I heard someone say before that you passed away in a foreign country, sir, and that all the relics were entrusted to Duke Yin. I said it must be a rumor!"

"Hahahahaha...is there anything else?"

Ji Yuan couldn't help laughing, this kind of thing can also spread, rumors really don't distinguish between societies and times.

"That's right, it's been passed around in a decent way. It's said that you got tuberculosis and died on the carriage returning home. It's also said that after receiving your last letter, Duke Yin sent someone thousands of miles to rush you The bones were taken back to Ning'an County, but they couldn't be found..."

Ji Yuan was stunned when he heard that.

"So detailed? When did this rumor start?"

Can you really make up a complete story just by giving a hint?

Tong thought about it first.

"It will take six or seven years to say the least. In the past two years, Duke Yin went back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. I was still hesitant to ask about it. After thinking about it, I decided to forget it."

Ji Yuan was also really amused, shook his head and smiled.

"It's a good thing Dr. Tong didn't ask, otherwise Mr. Yin would be angry if he was not sure."

"If you get angry, get angry, find out those few who chew their tongues and make up stories and punish them, let them have a long memory!"

Tong Xiansheng is old, and the concept of right and wrong is still very clear.

A good teacher leads the way, and life will benefit you throughout your life, whether it is the way to earn a living, or your character and morality, this is the case. Master Master, as the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a life is a father, and the responsibility of precepts and deeds is vividly reflected.

Thinking of Qin Zizhou, Ji Yuan also took out a scroll from his sleeve and put it on Doctor Tong's examination table.

"Mr. Ji, this is?"

Tong Xian looked at Ji Yuan suspiciously.

"Doctor Tong, your teacher Qin Zizhou also had some friendship with Ji in the early years. He once left some things for Ji and asked me to keep them on his behalf. He said that it was appropriate to hand them over to those apprentices. Ji has been wandering outside all year round. This time he came back. Here you go."

"Master's stuff? He...why didn't he give it to us?"

Doctor Tong was puzzled at first, then quickly put the remaining two wontons in the bowl into his mouth, took a towel beside him to wipe his hands, and then carefully picked up the scroll and opened it bit by bit.

There are very few words on the scroll, but there are quite a few pictures, which are a person standing in various poses, and there are some changes in soft movements.

"This is martial arts?"

Tong Xian looked at the actions of the villain above and was puzzled, while Ji Yuan shook his head.

"No, this is not martial arts. It is a health-preserving skill derived from the Taoist sect. You don't need to practice martial arts every day like a warrior. If you perform these postures every morning, you will have a good chance of strengthening your body." It is effective, but it is expensive to persist.”

Tong Xian looked at the scroll of pictures and asked a question after a long time.

"This, if it works, can it be passed on to patients?"

Ji Yuan thought for a while before saying.

"Doctors can learn. It's not that patients can't pass it on, but how many ordinary people are willing to spend half an hour a day on it? If it weren't for the unbearable pain, not many people would come to see a doctor."

"Hey, that's right, then it seems that the teacher found this picture for me to wait for the doctor to heal himself!"