I rely on my medical skills to carry my baby and cry all over the capital

Chapter 36, Entering Yihongyuan

After hearing this, Rong Yue said with a smile: "Xiaofu, since I have to trouble you to make a trip, then it's okay to do one, and it's okay to do two. How about you help me do two?"

Although Xiaofu was a little stunned, he immediately agreed: "Miss Rong, then you can write down the name, age, and birth time of the person you want to register."

Rong Yue herself could not write the characters of this time and space, so she motioned to Sudan with some embarrassment to write it herself: "Sudan, write your own name and time of birth. Also, write Bai Xi's name, and Bai Xi will also change it. Let’s give it a name: Bai Fu. Fu Channel comes out of the silt but remains unstained.”

Sudan was stunned for a long time, and looked at Rong Yue with emotion. After Xiaofu laid out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, she picked up the pen and wrote, and she actually wrote a good calligraphy.

Rong Yue praised: "Sudan, your handwriting is good."

After hearing this, Master Fu looked at Sultan's handwriting and found that Sultan's handwriting was actually not very good.He thought for a while and said, "Let me write it! People in places like the county government are most likely to take care of things. If you write this word better, others will do things more efficiently."

Xiao Fu glanced at his young master in confusion, thinking, as long as he has the title of the son who is the first assistant son of the Fu family, who dares to procrastinate in doing things?Master, are you bored and want to practice writing?

When Mr. Fu was writing, Rong Yue's eyes widened!Is this a font written by some god?There is really someone in this world who can write such beautiful fonts!This stroke by stroke is really like iron painting and silver hook, there is no sloppiness at all, the brush strokes are smooth, and the words are flowing.

Such complex traditional Chinese characters are written so beautifully!The beauty of traditional Chinese writing and art opened her eyes.

Looking at Mr. Fu who was so elegant and graceful when writing, Rong Yue was amazed: "Master Fu, how did you practice your calligraphy to be able to write so elegantly, freely and beautifully? This is not a calligraphy, this is simply the highest state of writing. Art! If I can write such words, I can make a living by selling calligraphy, writing calligraphy stickers for others, and my reputation will last forever."

Fu Mingye had a heart disease since he was a child. He could not practice martial arts and could only study literature.Therefore, he can be said to be a handsome young man who is well-read in poetry and books, has a wealth of knowledge, is a scholarly scholar, and is unparalleled in his elegance.For him, this calligraphy is unique.Therefore, he deliberately wanted to show off his talents in front of Rong Yue.

After hearing Rong Yue's praise, he smiled politely and said as he wished: "Miss Rong is laughing! Bai Wuyi is a scholar. Mingye has been weak since he was a child, so he can only work hard on these words."

But Rong Yue said: "Young Master Fu is too modest! What kind of useless scholar is there? Anyone with civilized or martial arts can achieve success and fame. How many literati have been famous throughout the ages and will be talked about by future generations. Whether it is a troubled time or a peaceful and prosperous age, martial arts can determine the world. Writing can also bring peace to the world. Therefore, Mr. Fu, please do not be too modest, as being too modest is hypocrisy."

After Fu Mingye finished writing, he put down his pen and glanced at Rong Yue with his beautiful eyes, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "Miss Rong doesn't know, it's not that Fu is too modest, but that I have been weak since I was a child, and everyone knows that. I could stop my heart at any moment, so I never thought I could make a difference."

Rong Yue could understand Fu Mingye's words.A person can die at any time, and he is lucky to be alive. Who would think about fame and fortune?But now that Mr. Fu has recovered, things are different.

"What about now? Young Master's illness will be cured soon, and there is no need to worry about physical problems anymore. As long as he pays attention to his diet and balances work and rest, Young Master will live a long and healthy life. After returning to Beijing, Young Master Fu can take part in the imperial examination or enter the official career. Yes." Rong Yue is very confident in her medical skills. "Does Miss Rong want me to enter an official career?" Fu Mingye had never thought about this question before because he could die at any time.However, now that he is in good health, he does have to consider his future.

Rong Yue didn't expect Fu Mingye to ask such a question. She was stunned for a moment and said matter-of-factly: "Don't all men pursue fame and fortune? Maybe, the young master comes from a famous family and doesn't care about these things? But your father is the chief assistant. If I learn that you have recovered from your illness, , you must be on the official path, right?"

Fu Mingye didn't need to think about it, but he also knew that what Rong Yue said was indeed true: "Miss Rong is absolutely right. It's always been like this for a son to inherit his father's legacy. I don't object to an official career, but my father is already a very popular minister, and I may not be able to compare with him." Father. However, if this is what Miss Rong wants, I will try my best to do it."

Rong Yue said casually with a smile: "There are people in the court who can do things easily! Then Master will have to take more care of Rong Yue from now on! Look, if you weren't Master Fu, it would be even harder for us to apply for household registration in the Yamen. Bar?"

Xiaofu and Yourong said: "Of course. If it weren't for my young master, who could make those people in the Yamen do their jobs well?"

Rong Yue was just chatting casually.However, what she didn't know was how much influence her words had on Mr. Fu.Because of what she said today, Fu Mingye took the imperial examination immediately after returning to Beijing, won three consecutive titles, became the first assistant, and became his father's successor. This is a story later.

Rong Yue didn't stay at Mr. Fu's place for too long, because the room she rented for Sultan was right next door. Rong Yue told Sultan, "Sudan, Xiaofu is going to help you apply for household registration. Then you can take care of Mr. Fu on Xiaofu's behalf." .”

Sultan immediately nodded in agreement, but Mr. Fu said: "No need to trouble Miss Su. I can take care of myself and don't need anyone to serve me. However, since Miss Su lives next door, you can come to me if you need anything. We are neighbors and can take care of each other." .”

After Rong Yue and Sultan returned to the next door, they discussed that they would go to rescue Sultan's friend Bai Xi together.Rong Yue went out and bought two sets of men's clothes and came back. After putting them on for herself and Sultan, she changed her appearance again and became two men, one master and one servant, and then went to Yihong Tower.

Rong Yue led Sultan into Yihongyuan in a swaggering manner. As soon as he entered, he was greeted warmly.Rong Yue was dressed in moon-white clothes and dressed up as a young master. Although she tried to dress herself up as vulgarly as possible, she still couldn't hide her unrivaled elegance.

Even the Sultan dressed as a follower is too delicate.Fortunately, Rong Yue understands that having money means being rich, and the clothes he buys are relatively expensive.She was pretending to be a rich and wealthy young man, and she was very generous. As soon as she entered the house, she ordered the most expensive oiran and singer Linglong to play and sing for her alone.

The old bustard's business had been slow these days, and it was rare to see distinguished guests. Now his eyes lit up. He waved a small handkerchief, smiled like a chrysanthemum, and immediately invited Rong Yue into the exquisite wing with his accent.

After Rong Yue sat down, Sultan quietly sneaked out to find Bai Xi.

Rong Yue sat for a while, when the bead curtain made a sound, a pair of skillful hands covered with red paint lifted the bead curtain, and a girl in red walked in with a pipa in her arms.

(End of this chapter)