Tang Dynasty good doctor

Chapter 72

Wang Pingan and others went back to the restaurant, ate and drank a lot, and broke up happily.

Under Zhao Bi and Lu Xiuzhi's repeated persuasion, Wang Ping'an drank two jugs of wine. Although the alcohol content in the Tang Dynasty was low, he hadn't drank for a long time. After drinking it today, he felt a little overwhelmed. He left the restaurant and didn't go back to the academy. , asked the little girl to hire a carriage, and went straight back to Wuli Village.

After arriving home, Mrs. Yang saw that her son came back early and smelled of alcohol, so she couldn't help asking, "Son, is the academy over so early? It's still more than an hour before dark, why did you come back so soon?" ?”

Wang Pingan told the story again, and Yang was overjoyed when he heard it. It turned out that he had healed the teacher's grandson.

While talking, a servant came to report that there was a visitor outside, and the accent was from Chang'an.Both Wang Ping'an and Yang's were puzzled, the guests from Chang'an, but they didn't know anyone in Chang'an!

The servant led the guest in, and saw that this man was wearing a gray robe, about 30 years old, with a shrewd face, and seemed to be a person who was very good at handling people.

Wang Pingan felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, he got up and said, "I don't know how to call this brother, we have met before?"

This man was very polite, and he cupped his hands when he was still outside the hall, crossed the threshold with a smile, entered the hall, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen it before, but I just saw it. In Xiafeng Conghu, Chang'an Yanle Teacher Fang, just had a drink with friends in a restaurant in the city, and accidentally saw the little God of Ping An treating sick children in the street. I had an idea in my heart and wanted to talk to the little doctor, so I made a special trip to visit. It was abrupt, little Don’t blame the divine doctor!”

Wang Pingan was taken aback, Changan Yanlefang?It's an ancient entertainment venue. I know medical skills, but what does it have to do with them? Why do you want to see me?He said: "Mr. Feng, please sit down. I don't know if you have anything to tell me, but there is a sick person at home, and you want to invite me to see a doctor?"

Yang Shi didn't leave, she was still in the hall, she was getting old, so there was no need to avoid outsiders.The old lady frowned and said: "It's nothing to go out for a doctor's visit, but if you go to Chang'an, then it won't work, unless it's next year!"

"No no, madam, I misunderstood, I am not asking a little genius doctor to see a doctor. Xuzhou is far away from Chang'an, please count that someone is sick, and the doctor will not come to Xuzhou!" Feng Conghu laughed a few times, and then said The purpose of coming is stated.

It turned out that under the rule of today's emperor, the Tang Dynasty was peaceful and peaceful, and the extravagance of Chang'an increased. Many princes, nobles, merchants and wealthy guests began to eat, drink and play, and various music shops began to prosper.This Yan Yuefang is the largest music workshop in central Beijing. There are over a hundred actors in the workshop, and the business is booming.

In this era, the business of storytelling has not yet developed, but the business of singing music is quite prosperous. The band often compiles some strange people and strange things into tunes and sings them to the guests. If the tune is popular, it will be adapted into a musical , performing to make money.This is somewhat similar to a modern stage play, which can be regarded as in its infancy.

Feng Conghu can not only train actors and dancers, but also write screenplays himself. He came to Xuzhou for some business. When he was drinking in a restaurant, he happened to see Wang Ping'an seeing a doctor. He became curious and went to Chang Qingfeng's. Home, read the matter clearly from beginning to end.

He was very interested in this matter in his heart. A family was going to have a wedding, but the boy who had borrowed the bed the day before fell ill. He was helpless and cried bitterly in the street, but was rescued by a handsome young genius doctor. The young genius doctor overcame all difficulties, made a careful diagnosis, and finally found that the cause of the disease was the wooden bed...

Feng Conghu became more and more excited as he talked, he stood up and turned around in the hall, he said: "The wooden bed was originally a dead wood demon, and the wooden demon hid in the bed to make trouble. Pointing to a halberd, holding a cold iron sword in his right hand, he yelled at the wooden bed. The wooden demon was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split, and he emerged from the bed, turning into a cloud of black air, and left the house. The disease will be cured. There are thousands of people in Xuzhou, come to the little genius doctor together, and congratulate him on his success in eliminating demons!"

Wang Ping'an was dumbfounded when he heard that, what was all this about? He was a good doctor, but he was said to be a chivalrous man who exterminated demons and defended the way. Could it be that he had the potential to become Yan Chixia?
But Yang was taken aback, and shouted: "Oh, my son, didn't you say that you just treated the child's paint sores, why did you meet a monster, have you ever been injured?"

Feng Conghu said from the side: "No hair was injured, I can see clearly from the side, I can testify!"

Wang Pingan shook his head and said: "Brother Feng, you can't make it up like this. It's nothing at all. How can you see a monster? It's just an ordinary illness. If you make it up like this, no one will believe it!"

Feng Conghu said with a smile: "How can no one believe it? Didn't the old lady believe it just now?" He laughed and said: "You don't have to worry about the little genius doctor. Today's matter is very legendary. It is popular in Chang'an, the wind blows in Chang'an, and everyone in the world imitates it, and the world will know the name of the little genius doctor, which is a good thing!"

Wang Pingan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and could only shake his head again and again.Yang Shi was both surprised and happy, and said: "My son Ping'an is really famous all over the world. I'm afraid it's not easy for you to say it with just one mouth?"

Feng Conghu said: "Old lady, it seems that you don't know the customs of Chang'an. The more bizarre the better, as soon as our workshop comes out with a new song, all the workshops in Chang'an will sing it one after another, and the music workshops in all states and counties will follow suit. It's not that it's not easy to be famous, but it's too easy!" After saying that, he laughed out loud, thinking that this trip to Xuzhou was not in vain, and he got such a good legend, and it seems that there will be a new song in the workshop.

He cupped his hands at Wang Pingan again and said, "Little genius doctor, if you just make up this story, it may be difficult to win the trust of the world. If you can tell me about your own deeds and enrich the plot, that would be even better!"

Wang Ping'an said: "I think it's better to forget it. If it really spreads, everyone thinks that I will catch ghosts and eliminate demons, and come to my door all day long to beg me, begging me to go around hunting ghosts with a bell and yellow paper. Don't you want to be quiet!" He drank too much and had a headache, so he stopped talking and turned back to his study.

Feng Conghu yelled: "The big man takes the affairs of the world as his own responsibility, just like the common people... Oh, how can you go to the earth so fast!"

But Yang grabbed him and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, my son has been quite a legend since he was a child, and he taught himself medical skills. Sit down quickly, and the old man will tell you well. You can write it down and make it into a tune later. Let everyone in Tang Dynasty sing and make my son famous!"

Feng Conghu is overjoyed, it doesn't matter if the little genius doctor doesn't like to make up nonsense, his mother likes to make things up!He is a person who likes to listen to folk gossips from parents. Now that he has Yang as his good partner, when he really wants to sleep, someone brings him a pillow.

While listening to Yang's words, he nodded repeatedly, and from time to time he added a few words: "When the old lady gave birth to a little genius doctor, there was a red light from the sky? Well, this is the sign of the stars descending from the sky. The little genius doctor can learn by himself without a teacher? Ah, it means that he is Wenquxing. Oh, he can prescribe his own medicine? It seems that he may be the reincarnation of Hua Tuo. In fact, I have seen the little genius doctor familiar with him. It turns out that he looks the same as the genius doctor Hua Tuo in the portrait. ..."

Wang Ping'an is about to become famous all over the world, but others don't know it yet.Chang Qingfeng got up early that day and went to the governor's mansion. He is a Chinese official in the mansion and has served for more than ten years. He can go straight to the back office without notification!
As soon as I entered the back yard, I heard a mess in the yard. Not only were the servants running around, but even the guards were yelling in panic!
Chang Qingfeng pulled over a guard and asked, "What's the matter today, something big happened in the mansion?"

The guard shouted: "It's a big deal, a big deal, a big deal! The old man fainted and cried when he woke up. When we adults saw it, we cried too. Then the wife cried too, and the young master cried too. Now the whole back house is crying." There's a lot of noise!"

Chang Qingfeng stayed there and didn't come to his senses for a long time, what's the matter, why is the good old man crying?

(End of this chapter)