389 Back to Yong'an
Five days later, it was the second day of July.
Sun Sicheng took Ping'an, Wanli and Lin Feng to bid farewell to the old abbot.
The old abbot said goodbye to them with a smile. He couldn't get out of bed yet. The operation made him lose a lot of weight, but he was in good spirits.
"Sicheng, I won't say anything polite. It's really hard for you and Ping An this time. You've been here for four or five months for me.
Wanli, Lin Feng, the abbot has nothing to tell you. You two have followed a good master, and your lives will be smooth. "
The abbot looked at Ping An again and said, "You are a scholar. I have a book here. Take it back and read it when you have time. If you don't have time, forget it. It's nothing special. I got it by chance when I was young. It's not something from the temple, so you don't need to tell others about it."
Ping An took it with both hands: "Thank you, Abbot. I will take a good look at it."
"Sicheng, take them down the mountain. I've passed this stage and will be fine in a few years. If you pass by here, come up to see me. Lin Feng will help him start a family in a few years. Lin Feng, I will help take care of your parents' and grandfather's tombs for a few more years. I will also greet Pu Jing and the others in the future. Don't worry, just take care of your master."
Wanli took Lin Feng and knelt down and kowtowed several times.
"Go, go down the mountain."
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After going down the mountain and picking up Wu Jun from the medical clinic, Sun Sicheng gave Wu Qi a few instructions and immediately led his men out of the city without stopping for a moment.
The remaining silver from Ping'an's property is still kept with Wu Qi. Yangzhou is a good place, with Wu Qi and Fang Ming there. If there are any good shops or farms, they can still be bought.
In the carriage.
Ping'an finally had time to open the package the abbot had given him, which contained a thick book, "The Divine Machine and the Book of Changes".
He looked at the master and asked, "Why did the abbot give this to me?"
He is interested in this type of books, but unfortunately they are very profound and it is difficult to understand them without someone to teach him.
Sun Sicheng had mixed feelings. It should have been a good thing for the abbot to send him a letter of peace, but since ancient times, leaking secrets has always had bad consequences. So when the abbot's master taught him these skills, he repeatedly asked him to do as little fortune-telling as possible.
"The abbot gave it to you, so you should keep it, but you can't learn it in a short time. Learning it will only give you one more skill, but you are not allowed to tell others, including your master and teacher. Just keep it in your mind."
"Master, I understand."
If he really learned this skill, he would not easily reveal it to outsiders, but if his relatives encountered problems, he would inevitably reveal something. The abbot also occasionally told people his fortunes, but not often. After all, he lived to be over 70 years old.
If he could really live to such an old age, he would have seen enough. But if he had to live to over 80, with wrinkles all over his face and difficulty in moving, what would be the point?
"Master, I want to discuss something with you."
Sun Sicheng looked up at him and said, "If you have something to say, just tell me."
"Master, Fu An's maternal grandfather lives in Minzhou, and his uncle is also a wealthy family in Minzhou. I want to go to Minzhou after the college entrance examination and see the sea. Fu An said he would go with me.
Master, I also met Chen Xuan in Yingtian City this time. Chen Xuan from Qingyu Town, he is in Yingtian City recently and is willing to go to Minzhou with me. "
Sun Sicheng frowned: "We also have a clinic in Minzhou, but it is only in the prefectural capital, there are none in the nearby county towns. There are a few medicine houses, and the temperature there is high all year round. Even in the coldest month of December, you only need to wear a thin coat.
Ping An, what do you want to do there? After the college entrance examination, you won't prepare for the provincial examination?"
"Master, the provincial examination will be held in three years, but I would like to take this opportunity to travel around. My parents will take me back to my hometown at the end of August, and it will take half a month to go there and back. If you agree, I will leave in early September.
I will be back in the twelfth month or the first month of the lunar calendar. If you agree, I will continue to study with Mr. Wang in Yingtian. They are willing. I don't care about the ranking after three years. Maybe I can pass. If not, I can go back to the Imperial College to study for another three years, or go to the Jiangnan Academy."
Sun Sicheng's heart was also moved. It would definitely not be possible to let Ping An go alone. He had to follow him no matter what.
I haven't been to Baicaotang in Minzhou City for many years. It's really time to go and see it.
"I'll think about it. There's no rush anyway. You know how much your husband values this exam. I won't bother you easily on the way. You don't have to talk to me too much. Just study hard."
Ping An saw that his master just lay down in the carriage and ignored him. Did he agree or not?
Or maybe the master wanted to go along too? Or was he worried about him?
How could Sun Sicheng sleep well? Ping An must have had this idea in mind since he was in the capital, otherwise he wouldn't have mentioned Fu An. This brat has been holding back from telling him all these days. Can you leave without telling him?
The owner of Minzhou Medical Hall was Li Mao, an old man under my father's command. Some years ago, he begged me to free his only son from slavery. He had signed contracts for two thousand people, but not many of them were actually registered with the government, as most of them were private contracts.
The biggest advantage of a private contract is that once the contract is cancelled, the children can go to school. If the contract is registered with the government, even if it is cancelled, children within three generations cannot take the imperial examinations. This is the real difference.
This is not the case for brothers Qingshi, Wu Jun and Fang Xiao. They were all once government slaves. Qingshi and the others have already been freed from slavery and signed long-term contracts with Ping'an in private, so their children can go to school in the future.
Of course, you can also continue to choose to work behind your master.
For three consecutive years, Li Mao's Minzhou medical clinic was running at a loss. Because of the war, he did not send Wanli and others over, but he did have doubts in his heart.
Several medicine stores in Minzhou also had dismal revenues, which was somewhat hard to explain for various reasons. Most people would have believed it, but Sun Sicheng's sense of smell was different from that of ordinary people. He just didn't want to think about it.
No, let’s go to Minzhou this time.
He will bring a shopkeeper or even a few village heads with him, and let Fang Xiao take care of the matter later. Wanli will take people to conduct a secret investigation there a month in advance, otherwise the situation will be too serious by the time he arrives.
He would rather believe that he was being too suspicious than that it was true.
He has so many people under him, and most of them are loyal. Those who occasionally have some ulterior motives are all insignificant people and would not be the owner of a medical clinic in a prefecture. He even put the entire Minzhou pharmacy under his management.
The fifth day, at 3 p.m.
Ping'an brought his men back to the small courtyard on the farm. His father and uncle went to the medical clinic. Leng Shui told him that his wife had given birth to a little boy at the beginning of last month, and both mother and child were safe.
Before he finished speaking, Xi'er ran out. The six-year-old girl ran up to him quickly. Instead of stretching out her arms as usual, she shyly made a crooked blessing: "Xi'er greets big brother."
"Xi'er, what are you doing?" Two strong voices came, followed by laughter.
Ping An just woke up from his daze, and seeing the little girl's eyes were red, he quickly reached out and hugged her: "It's wrong for your cousin to laugh at you. Our Xi'er is a grown-up girl, so of course she has to be polite."
Xier nodded: "Mom said the same thing, saying that I must not be laughed at when I go to the capital with my elder brother."
Ping An looked at her and said, "Xi'er is so pretty and well behaved, who would laugh at Xi'er? Unless they have poor eyesight."
That being said, he had already made up his mind that he had to quickly find two little girls for Xier, and then find a good nanny for her. Awu's nanny was very good, but there was no rush for this, and it would be fine after two or three years.
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