Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

Qin Liuxi expressed his appreciation for the fact that his mother was sober. He did not respond to her requests. He personally prepared a pair of non-harmful anti-aging medicine based on her body, and also took care of minor gynecological problems. With a bottle of Yangrong Pills, Wan Yiniang, who eats well, drinks well and has no worries about anything, will definitely live younger and younger. She must be the most comfortable aunt among all the concubines in the backyard.

Qin Liuxi prepared the medicine and asked Qihuang to help her deliver it. Then she took Teng Zhao out to visit the head of Tangshan.

Mrs. Tang couldn't help but be happy when she saw Qin Liu coming to the west. She held her hand and greeted her, and then said pitifully: "I heard from Chun'er that your little female apprentice has disappeared, but there is no news at all?"

Qin Liuxi hummed.

Mrs. Tang sighed: "Don't be too sad. There is always hope when people are alive. If you are destined, you will always see it."

"I hope so." Qin Liuxi didn't want to say more, and changed the topic with a smile: "I'm going to see the teacher. Why am I sick, but I have a heart attack?"

Mrs. Tang looked a little sad and said: "It can be considered a heart attack, but it is because of the great stimulation."

"Um?"

“His best friend suddenly died in an accident, and you also knew him, Yan Qishan.” Mrs. Tang’s eyes sparkled when she mentioned this.

Qin Liuxi was stunned and stopped in place, his face full of shock: "Mr. Yan is dead?"

This, how can this be possible? He is not such a short-lived person. Although his health is poor, he can still recover. There is no way he will die early.

"The weather is unpredictable, so don't be too alarmed. I heard that I was drinking with friends and fell into the cesspit when I went to the toilet." Mrs. Tang wiped the corners of her eyes, feeling very sad.

 For Yan Qishan's death, not to mention Mr. Tang Shan felt sad and angry, even Mrs. Tang felt a little bit upset.

Everyone dies once, and it is natural to die of old age. It is the end of a long life, or joy and mourning. For example, Yan Qishan, who died in his fifties, died young, but he lived to know his destiny, but his way of death was too absurd.

It's ridiculous to drink and fall into a cesspit. Yan Qishan was also a scholar, but he died in such a dirty way. It's hard for anyone to disapprove of it. He might even die with his eyes open and feel that his soul is smelly.

Qin Liuxi's face was particularly ugly.

 Is life really impermanent?

I came to Chang Shan's study. Since he fell ill, he had moved to the study to avoid passing the illness to his wife. Because he had been notified that Qin Liuxi was coming early, he was now leaning on the bed wearing a thin coat. He turned his head and frowned when he saw Qin Liuxi who had lost a lot of weight.

"Sir." Qin Liuxi bowed first and sat on the round stool beside the bed. Seeing his pale face, he frowned and said, "Have you eaten all the heart-raising pills I made for you? Why do you still look like this? "

Tangshan let out a long sigh: "This is a mental illness of mine."

"You can't make fun of your own body. Master Wife and the others are counting on you." Qin Liuxi picked up his hand and put his fingers on it. When he felt his pulse, he found that he was severely depleted of energy and blood, and his pulse was slow and rapid. , the anger is rising, and the seven emotions are causing depression. Looking at the dark green under his eyelids, he doesn't know how long he hasn't slept well.

"You haven't had a full night's sleep these days? You already have a heart problem, and you haven't paid attention to your health. Now you have liver stagnation turning into fire, and heat evil is invading, and your qi and blood are suddenly depleted. It will take a lot of time to take good care of him." Qin Liuxi said: "Although you and Mr. Yan have a close friendship, mourning can be done, but it cannot corrupt the body like this. You are not alone."

Director Tangshan immediately turned red and choked up: "I just met this person who was a good person last year, and we agreed to publish a wild journal together. The book has not been compiled yet, so why did he go? He's still dead. It's ridiculous to be so drunk! I knew he was fond of drinking, but I didn't expect that he would die from drinking one day. This is too frustrating." The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help it, so he burst into tears. .

 Sorrow for his misfortune.

Mrs. Tang also cried quietly a few times by the door.

Qin Liuxi did not dissuade him. It was better to vent his depressed mood than to hold it in and sulk inside.

Sure enough, after crying for a while, Chief Tangshan stopped. Seeing Qin Liuxi sitting aside and watching him cry, the old man frowned and said: "Go, go, let me clean my face first before talking."

Qin Liuxi retreated to the side, Wu Zi took pen and ink from the desk in the study room, and wrote a scripture prescription. When the ink dried, Chief Tang Shan had already packed it up.

Qin Liuxi gave the prescription to Mrs. Tang to prepare the medicine to survive, and then said to Tang Shan: "Sleep well to recharge your energy. You have not been able to sleep well for a while, and your anger has become more and more intense, which is harmful to your body." Liver, I'll give you an acupuncture and you'll take some decoction so you can have a good night's sleep."

Tang Shanchang lay down cooperatively.

 Qin Liuxi looked at Teng Zhao, who had already taken out the silver needle bag and opened it. He stood aside and picked up some clothes for Chang Shan.

Qin Liuxi took the acupuncture point and injected it while saying, "When did Mr. Yan leave?"

Chang Shan’s eyes darkened, his voice was low, and he replied: “It was at the end of March that I went to taste new wine with my friends. I drank two more glasses and fell in.”

"Are you sure it was an accident? Those who can be friends with Mr. Yan must be like-minded literati. The places they usually go to are elegant places, and in those places, the latrines are basically kept neat and tidy. If you fall into a cesspit, it is true. It’s a bit weird.”

Tang Shanzhang smiled bitterly: "That's true. It's just that his friend lives in a village. The village is full of apricot trees, and the apricot flowers are in full bloom, so I went there to enjoy the flowers and make wine. That friend is from a farming family. There was a lot of land at home, and the latrine at home was in a single hut, and the filth was filled with compost. He fell in before he could stand, and he was already dead when he was rescued."

Qin Liuxi pricked the last needle, took the wet handkerchief handed over by Teng Zhao, wiped his hands, and said, "Even so, since I drank two more drinks, didn't the little boy follow me to wait on me and go to the toilet?" I know how to support you even more."

Chief Tangshan said: "It was just a matter of helping him outside the hut. The doctor said that he drank alcohol and his blood energy blocked the meridians of his brain, and he fell in for a moment of dizziness."

“The Yan family has already found out, is it an accident?” Qin Liuxi frowned and said, “I didn’t see his face as a short-lived person.”

Chief Tangshan was stunned for a moment and said: "Will the appearance change? Although the Yan family is also surprised, but as you said, falling into a cesspool is really unbelievable. After careful investigation, it turns out that he did die in an accident."

He saw that there was no one outside, so he lowered his voice and said: "The reason for this conclusion is that the ancestor of their family explained to the Yan clan leader that it was either tampering or an accident. Therefore, there is no doubt that the Yan family has been mourned and buried."

Uncle Feng also said it was an accident, so is it really an accident?

 (End of this chapter)