This kind of disease is usually not considered a serious illness, but the pain can be excruciating.

Su Luo believes that lower back pain is generally caused by herniated discs, stagnation of qi and blood, or common lumbar muscle strain, and is best treated with medicated plasters.

In severe cases, acupuncture can be used, but we'll have to wait until Su Luo returns to discuss that, since pharmaceutical manufacturing must be done with utmost care.

She replied to each of them and shared her story with Xie Wanwan and the others, so that she wouldn't be fighting alone anymore.

...

The next afternoon, at the end of May, Su Luo finally met the person Nangong Chiyu had been praising.

What's the difference between the person in front of me and a beggar? He's wearing a long robe that's so black it's barely even black anymore; it can only be called a robe.

The patina on the outside of his clothes was reflective, and as soon as he came in, he looked at the trees in the yard from here to there.

She kept muttering to herself while picking roses from her wall.

Su Luo looked helplessly at Nangong Chiyu: "Is this the person you found?"

Nangong Chiyu swept the strands of hair hanging over her front shoulder behind her back, a doting smile playing on his lips.

"Yes! Come with me to see Mr. Sun."

The two walked up behind Sun Feizhang, and Nangong Chiyu said, "Mr. Sun, it is really impolite to invite you here in this way, but your talent is worthy of respect."

Sun Feizhang's frenzied actions only stopped when he heard someone address him as "sir".

He turned around to look at Nangong Chiyu and Su Luo, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha...hahaha..."

Su Luo thought he was going to say something more, but to her surprise, he only said one sentence: "I'm hungry, I want to eat meat!"

Seeing how dirty he was, Su Luo realized he was clearly a madman. Even if he used to be a great talent, he didn't seem so now.

"Su Zuo, Su You, come and take Mr. Sun to change his clothes, and then take him to the back hall for a meal."

"It is Madam."

Sun Feizhang was being carried away by Su Zuo and Su You. As he walked, he cursed at the two men, demanding that they let him go. He could only utter one sentence.

"An insult to civility, an insult to civility..."

After everyone was carried away, Su Luo looked at Nangong Chiyu again. She thought that she would change her opinion of him as just a scholar once she saw him.

"Nangong Chiyu, are you going to say again that you can't judge a book by its cover?"

Nangong Chiyu hugged Su Luo tightly, wishing he could stay with her forever.

"As expected, the princess understands my thoughts; she even knows this."

What Su Luo couldn't stand the most was his cloying, nauseating manner.

"Let me be clear from the start: if he is truly talented, I will try to keep him; if he is still like the person I just saw, then forget it."

Yi Huan is a girl; I don't feel comfortable entrusting her to such a crazy person.

"Okay! Let's go eat first."

Knowing that important guests had come to her home today, Zhao Ruyun ate in the west courtyard instead of disturbing Su Luo and the others.

After Sun Feizhang was washed clean by Su Zuo and Su You, and his hair was tied up, he looked somewhat neat.

His face was covered by a full white beard, which completely obscured his mouth, but he stubbornly refused to let Su Zuo and the others shave it.

Upon seeing a table laden with delicious food in front of Su Luo and Nangong Chiyu, he immediately pounced over, picked up a chicken, and began to devour it.

With his hands covered in oil and his unladylike demeanor, Su Luo found it hard to reconcile him with someone who was well-read and knowledgeable.

The only thing they had in common was that Su Luo had prepared two sets of clothes for him: a short shirt and a long shirt. In the end, he chose to wear the long shirt.

Su Luo was afraid he would faint from hunger, so she pushed a bowl of plain porridge in front of him.

"Mr. Sun, eat slowly and have some porridge. Eating too much oil will give you diarrhea."

He seemed to understand Su Luo's words, and ate the white porridge and chicken at the same time. It was not as others thought, that there was something good, but they deliberately made him drink a bowl of white porridge.

Neither of them touched their chopsticks. Only after Sun Feizhang finished eating and burped did Nangong Chiyu speak.

"We invited you here today mainly to appreciate your talent."

"Oh……"

Before Nangong Chiyu could finish speaking, he was met with a cold laugh from Sun Feizhang, who then continued eating, wanting to eat even after he was full.

Nangong Chiyu was not annoyed and continued, "We plan to open a private school at home and would like to ask a teacher to instruct our daughter."

Upon hearing that it was a girl, Sun Feizhang's sneers became even more frequent.

"A scholar is useless; studying is pointless. It's better to be content with grains."

This was the first relatively normal sentence Su Luo heard from Sun Feizhang.

"gentlemen!"

Sun Feizhang didn't even look up, just waved his oily hand: "A madman reads books, all those who read are madmen, so it's better not to read, better not to read... Hahaha..."

Su Luo felt that this person had been framed and gone mad. She looked at Nangong Chiyu and suggested that they find another person.

However, Nangong Chiyu comforted Su Luo first, patting the back of her hand to reassure her that he knew whether Sun Feizhang was crazy or not.

Sun Feizhang was so full that he finally looked at Nangong Chiyu and Su Luo properly. The two were dressed unusually and looked like businessmen.

What's the use of a merchant's daughter studying? Even a scholarly family can't withstand the backstabbing of villains.

Considering the good meal, Sun Feizhang offered some kind words of advice.

"With food to eat and money to spend, there's no need to study."

Nangong Chiyu moved a pot of wine in front of Sun Feizhang, showing great respect for the old gentleman.

"As the Master said in the Records of Learning Under Heaven, a talented man should be accompanied by wine. After a full meal, how can one not have fine wine?"

Sun Feizhang tremblingly reached for the wine jug in front of him; he hadn't touched wine in countless years.

He used to be ambitious, but his family fell into decline, and he couldn't even pass the imperial examination to become a scholar. He had no face to go back home.

He was praised as a rare genius by his family, yet he was also criticized as utterly worthless. He felt that fate was unfair and he refused to accept it.

He stopped caring and stopped caring about anything. Since God wouldn't take him, he decided to take revenge on God.

No sense of propriety, morality, or shame applies to him. He laughs loudly every day, mocking Heaven for being blind and leaving wicked people on earth.

I don't know when it started, but people started calling him a madman. He would laugh and laugh. When people called him a madman, he would laugh at them for not knowing how to live according to their own heart, for being controlled by others without realizing it!

The article he wrote back then was considered an arrogant masterpiece and was completely erased. Nowadays, who among the young people still reads his articles?

Sun Feizhang felt a deep connection to Nangong Chiyu's words, but he never dared to touch alcohol again, for drunken ramblings were filled with resentment...

The memories were too painful to recall, and his eyes welled up with tears. Even madness couldn't numb his mind. He looked up and asked Nangong Chiyu.

Who are you?

Nangong Chiyu introduced himself: "I am Nangong Chiyu, and this is my queen, Su Luo! She is also the deputy Minister of Agriculture of this dynasty."