Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 258
The house of Young Master Biao of the eldest grandson's family is simply too fragrant. It can no longer be described as a tangy aroma, but a pungent aroma!
Wang Ping'an was almost stunned, and after taking a step back, he took another step back.He shook his head and said, "Why did the house smell so fragrant? It's not a good thing. No wonder he got sick!"

The maid looked intoxicated, enjoying the fragrance from the room, she said: "Isn't it better if there is more fragrance? I heard from Master Biao that fragrance powder is the essence of stamens. It feels good and makes the skin smooth and fine.”

After a pause, she continued: "The face powder formulated by Young Master Biao is very good, even better than the face powder in the best cosmetic shop in the city. He often gives us face powder!"

Wang Ping'an frowned and said: "Even so, if you suck too much, it may not be a good thing. Things will be reversed, too much is too late!"

He took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and entered the room.As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't help being stunned, and saw that the furnishings in the room were very strange, it didn't look like a man's bedroom at all, but like a woman's boudoir!

The curtains are light yellow with tassels, and the tablecloth on the table is pink, embroidered with countless small wild flowers, and the curtains on the bed are even more exaggerated, they are made of bright red silk, with balls of peonies on the top. There are butterflies of various colors, and the colors are extremely gorgeous!

Wang Pingan shook his head, thinking: "It's no wonder Mrs. Changsun doesn't like him. Looking at the furnishings in this room, why does it look like Dongfang Bubai's residence? Where is Yang Lianting?"

The maid walked to the bed, gently opened the curtain, revealing the young master Biao lying inside.As soon as the curtain was opened, Wang Ping'an frowned even tighter. Although he covered his nose, he could still feel that the fragrance on the bed became stronger.

Looking at the bed, I saw a young man about 23 or [-] years old, with his eyes closed, lying flat on the bed, wearing a light green silk pajamas, with gorgeous peach blossoms embroidered on the pajamas, pink peach blossoms matched with light green silk pajamas. The green background makes this pajamas extremely bright and eye-catching.The lower body of the young man was covered with a thin quilt, which was also embroidered with patterns.

The maid gently flattened the thin quilt, revealing the pattern on the quilt.What I saw was under a big peach tree, with colorful fallen flowers, and a young man was sitting under the tree, holding a woman in his arms.However, the appearance of the man and the woman looked a little weird, but I couldn't tell where it was so weird!
Wang Ping'an and the maid arrived, but the young man didn't open his eyes, his face was slightly pained, his face was pale, and he looked very scary. No wonder the servant said he was going to die!

The maid pointed to the pattern on the quilt, and said, "Since Young Master Biao watched the song and dance drama about Mr. Wang in Yanlefang, he bought this pajamas and quilt when he came back!"

Wang Pingan groaned, and looked carefully at the pattern on the quilt. If he didn't look at it, he wouldn't know it, and he was shocked when he saw it!He glanced at the embroidered portrait of a woman on the quilt, and then at the young master Biao who closed his eyes, no wonder he felt weird just now, it turned out to be the young master Biao disguised as a woman!

He opened his mouth and said: "Why, why did he buy this quilt after watching the song and dance? Yes, but what's the idea?"

The maid said: "Young Master Biao, he played the role of the Peach Blossom Demon. He played it very well. He even danced secretly in the house. Let us watch. He just kept it from the master and madam!"

Now Wang Ping'an's complexion is as ugly as it needs to be. It's hard to describe. He doesn't know whether he attracts women or not, but now he attracts men. ... How embarrassing!

Just now I was thinking that this Young Master Biao had the potential to be undefeated in the East, but in the blink of an eye, I became Yang Lianting!

He pointed to the man holding "Master Cousin" in his arms, and asked with trembling voice, "Who is this man?"

The maid said: "Oh, Master Wang asked her. She is a singer in Yanlefang. Although she is a woman, she is quite heroic. She is quite compatible with Master Biao. Master Biao said that he wants to make more money. Some money, so that she can redeem her body, and they are going to be married!"

She lowered her voice and whispered: "Madam is very upset about this matter, because of this matter, she often scolds Young Master Biao!"

This breath was finally relieved, and Wang Ping'an finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the sweat dripped from his forehead!Fortunately, if I'm not that Yang Lianting!

A man who likes being a woman, and a woman who has the potential to be a man... a perfect match!
Wang Pingan nodded and said: "I wish all the lovers in the world will finally get married, and I wish them that... that, they must be happy!"

Regarding other people's preferences, no matter how unique they are, he never discusses them, and always treats them with respect.He didn't want to say anything more, he pulled Master Biao's wrist and felt his pulse.After finishing the number, he shook his head, pinched the young master's mouth again, and inspected the coating on his tongue!

After the examination, he said: "There is no serious illness, it's just that his face is scary pale. Why, didn't the family invite a doctor for him?"

The servant girl looked a little sad, she shook her head and said: "The family doctor came to see and said it's nothing serious, madam is not in a hurry, madam doesn't like young master Biao, it's just her own relatives..." It suddenly occurred to her that she shouldn't talk about the mistress behind her back. , who knows that Mr. Wang's mouth is not strict, if he says a few words in front of his wife, she will be in great trouble!
She swallowed back the rest of the words, and asked: "My lord, what medicine do you think Young Master Biao should take? The maidservant is going to prepare it for him."

Wang Pingan smiled, it seems that this cousin is very popular among the servants, and the maids regard him as a "sister".He said: "Looking at the symptoms, his illness is due to..." Pointing around the room, he continued: "It's because of the strong fragrance in this room. If you want to make him recover, you must let him recover first." Be happy, for example, I often meet that very heroic singer. Secondly, I have to use folk remedies!"

He didn't want to stay longer in this smelly and pungent room, since he was cured, there was no need to stay, so he turned around and left the room.The maid covered the young master Biao with a quilt and followed her out.

Wang Ping'an ignored the maid and strode back to the back hall along the same path.At this time, the back hall has been cleaned up, and the joss sticks for confession, as well as those witches and gods, are all gone.

As soon as he entered the back hall, he saw that the food had already been set up in the hall. Madam Changsun sat behind the table, saw him come back, and waved: "Peace, come quickly, and have dinner with the old man!"

Wang Pingan hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Madam is too polite, what can Ping An do to trouble Madam to wait!" He was not polite, and directly sat in the lower seat.

Mrs. Changsun asked: "How is my nephew?" Although she scolded fiercely, she still missed her natal children in her heart. It disturbed her too much, and it was unacceptable in this era.

A wry smile appeared on Wang Ping'an's face, and he said: "To tell you the truth, Mrs. Biao is actually not seriously ill. To be cured, first of all, you have to feel better. You can't always scold him, he is always scolded. Depressed, external evils are naturally easy to enter the body. Secondly, when it comes to taking medicine, there is really no good medicine to take. Most of his illnesses come from the smell in the house. The smell is too strong, which can be regarded as a type of external evil After entering the brain, it caused him to go into a coma, and after being in a coma for too long, his body gradually became weak."

Mrs. Changsun snorted and said: "How can it be cured? Let's not talk about it for the time being. Ping An, although you are young, you are a person of great ability. Even my master didn't have your ability when he was your age." Be gentle. You find a way to teach the old nephew a lesson, so that he will not dare to smell of powder on his body and make others laugh!"

Wang Pingan frowned, thinking: "Teach him a lesson, this is going to be difficult. Look at the appearance of that young master, he is a person who loves cleanliness and likes to play with rouge and gouache. In modern times, maybe he can be a master of spices." Well, the kind that is famous all over the world, but in the Tang Dynasty, he had such an identity..."

After thinking for a while, he slapped his thigh and said, "This is the only way, but this way is too disgusting. It's better not to talk about it while eating, and wait until the meal is over, will it work?"

When Mrs. Changsun heard it, she said joyfully, "The disgusting method? All right, the disgusting method, the cure for the disgusting disease, please tell me quickly. If you don't tell me, I won't be able to eat this meal!"

Wang Pingan scratched the back of his head, thinking: "You asked me to say this, don't blame me if you feel disgusted!" He said: "The fragrance is too strong, it needs to be collected, this needs to be used... used... ..."

Mrs. Changsun asked anxiously, "What are you using?"

Wang Ping'an said in embarrassment: "Use old urine, the more smelly the better!"

"Do you want to force him to drink urine? Will there be any accidents? It's just to teach him a lesson, and there is no need to take his life seriously!" Mrs. Changsun's face was also ugly, there is no need to be so cruel, she just said She scolded hard, but Wang Ping'an became even more cruel, and she was about to kill her nephew!
Wang Pingan hurriedly said: "Not let him drink it, but let him smell it, and hear... the sound of rushing. The smell of old urine is the strongest, and it can quickly restrain the aroma, so that Master Biao wakes up. And in the future, when he wants to smoke the house again, he will think of... thinking of that rattling sound, and then he will think of more disgusting things, and as time goes by, his interest in playing with rouge and gouache will also fade away!"

Mrs. Changsun was overjoyed and said with a smile: "So that's how it is. That's great. Maybe he will be a good man after he recovers from his illness. Our Changsun family does not lack his future. As long as he is willing to settle down, everything is easy to talk about." How to do it, you can tell me."

Wang Pingan glanced at the food on the table, and sighed in his heart, Madam, you don't care, but after I finish talking, I won't be able to eat anything myself!
Pointing to the soup basin on the table, he said: "Take two deeper basins, put one on the side of Young Master Biao's bed, and fill the other with dirt, lift it up high, and slowly move towards the bed Dump it into the basin on the side, and after emptying the filth, put the empty basin on the side of the head again, and then lift the full one..."

While speaking, someone suddenly asked, "What are you talking about?"

The maids in the hall said in unison: "Welcome the master back home!"

Wang Ping'an turned his head and saw a person standing at the door. It was the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, Changsun Wuji.

(End of this chapter)