Ye Xinran thought for a moment and said, "Sincerity is the key to success. In fact, whether it is a golden Buddha or a stone Buddha, as long as you are sincere, it is the same!"
After thinking for a while, she took out the Buddhist scriptures she had copied in her previous life from her sleeve, which was actually the space, and handed them over with both hands. "I copied this when I was treating my mental illness after spending too long on the battlefield and having some mental problems."
"This is for the old lady!"
Old Madam Yu originally wanted to refuse, but when she saw the bright red mole on Ye Xinran's outstretched arm, she was stunned and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.
When she saw the book in Ye Xinran's hand, the surface was intricate and delicate, very grand, and there was a scent of Buddhist incense. She took it carefully and opened it. It turned out to be a hand-copied Buddhist scripture and a hand-painted Buddha statue! The calligraphy was something she had never seen before, but it was neat and delicate, solemn and beautiful. The mounting method was also something she had never seen before, and it was exquisite.
Madam Yu couldn't let it go. She pulled Ye Xinran to sit at the stone table nearby and had someone serve tea and snacks.
"Madam, I'll give this to you. It's a token of my appreciation!"
Madam Yu could not refuse, so she happily accepted it, feeling that it was more valuable than the golden Buddha. Thinking of the cinnabar mole on her arm, the way she looked at her became different.
Ye Xinran was still thinking about the pot of black chrysanthemum. She suddenly said with some sadness.
"Like the old lady, I also want to ask for Buddha's blessing. Most importantly, I want him to bless my grandmother with good health!"
"Is your grandmother in poor health?" asked Madam Yu.
Ye Xinran nodded sadly, "He is seriously ill and won't have much time left!"
But in her heart, she was thinking, the old woman in Dingyuan Marquis's mansion was sarcastic and had made her parents suffer a lot. She was old, but in good health! She shouldn't be afraid of her little curse!
Seeing how filial she was, Old Lady Yu liked her even more. She sighed and said, "It's really hard for you to be exiled with the Third Brother and not be able to show your filial piety to your grandmother. If you need anything, you can tell me and I will definitely help you!"
Ye Xinran was waiting for her to say this, so she said distressedly, "My grandmother likes chrysanthemums, especially black chrysanthemums!" After saying that, she glanced at the black chrysanthemum next to her.
Old Madam Yu also looked in the direction she was looking.
"I also wonder if you can lend me this pot of black chrysanthemum for a day. I will draw a picture of the black chrysanthemum and send it back to Yanjing City to my grandmother so that she can feel my filial piety!"
"This," Madam Yu hesitated. This pot of black chrysanthemum was from Old Yan's pharmacy. Old Yan liked it very much and usually didn't let anyone touch it! She saw that the black chrysanthemum was a little wilted, so she moved it here to take care of it for a few days and then sent it back.
"My request was a bit unreasonable and put the old lady in a difficult position!" Ye Xinran said dejectedly.
Old Madam Yu frowned, she couldn't bear to see the little girl looking so sad. Then she thought of her intelligence and the cinnabar mole on her arm. Suddenly she remembered something, her eyes turned and she smiled.
"Okay, but I have a condition!"
Ye Xinran was speechless. Why was there another condition? Could it be that she had to do something before she could get the flowers? But now that it had come to this, she couldn't just not lend it to her! Wouldn't her acting have been in vain?
Ye Xinran twitched the corners of her mouth and forced a smile, "Old Madam, you say!"
"If you agree to be my apprentice, I will let you take this pot of flowers. You can borrow it for a few days!"
"What?" Ye Xinran opened his mouth in surprise! "Take me as your apprentice?"
Wu Neng beside him said happily, "Princess, you are so lucky to be our old lady's apprentice, but many people can't even ask for it!"
Ye Xinran frowned. She wanted to learn medicine and martial arts! She didn't know which one was better, this old lady or Mr. Yan!
Seeing her hesitation, Madam Yu did not speak, but just drank a sip of tea. She wanted to maintain her dignity.
Wu Neng continued with great tact, "Look, our master has three apprentices, but our old lady doesn't have a single apprentice. If you become the old lady's apprentice, you will be the last disciple! You will be treated differently."
Ye Xinran was still hesitant, so she asked carefully, "Then, in terms of medical skills, who is better, the old lady or Mr. Yan? I mainly want to learn medical skills!"
When Wu Neng heard that there was a way, he became even happier and said, "Of course it's the old lady!"
Madam Yu couldn't help but straighten her back even more, with a look of pride on her face.
"Master Yan's master is the old lady's father, Master Yu! The old lady is the true disciple!"
Ye Xinran's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up and bowed. "Disciple greets Master!"
Old Madam Yu was so happy to see the little girl accept her as her master, but her face was calm.
"This is a gift from Master!" He took off a gold-inlaid jade bracelet from his wrist and put it directly on Ye Xinran's hand.
"This is an assassination, you've touched poison! I'm giving it to you for self-defense, so be careful yourself!"
“Thank you, Master!”
Ye Xinran also took out a jade Buddha from his sleeve. It was only the size of a palm, but its eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, expression, and folds of robes were all extremely delicate.
"This is for Master!" he said as he presented it with both hands.
Old Madam Yu was shocked to see such a small but exquisite Buddha, carved from jade, crystal clear. Because in this era, jade was at most carved into jade plaques, crowns, etc., and no matter how exquisite it was, it could not be carved. One reason was that jade was hard and good material was hard to find, and the other was that there were no such skilled craftsmen.
Ye Xinran was also very happy to see that she liked it.
The two chatted for a while, and then Madam Yu gave her a lot of medical books, various pills, and a copy of Baicao Jing. She was ready to leave.
"Hey, Ranran, don't you want to take that pot of chrysanthemum back to paint?"
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